"It's second uncle." Xiao Baoxin has a clear ear and a clear eye.
There was a scream, seven or eight of which were mixed with a scream of Xiao Laoer, which was very rhythmic.
"Your second uncle?" Mrs. Xie was flustered: "do you mean your father even beat your second uncle? Then you have to go and have a look. What's the basis of his body? He has had a stroke twice. Your father still dares to beat him. He thinks his second brother has a long life. Do you want to send him to the west by hand?"
"It's really killing and maiming. What's his face to face the eight generations of his ancestors after his death?"
Chirping and whirring, he pulled Xiao Baoxin forward. Fortunately, after two steps, he remembered that Xiao Baoxin had a body and repeatedly told her: "you have a body. You can't be in a hot situation any more. You have no scruples. Pay attention to yourself. I'm going to stop you first. Don't break people. So is your father. How can everyone fight when he comes up? "
"I don't know if the second one is on tiptoe when he walks fast? How dare you attack him? "
Nagging, nagging, people have already jumped out. Xiao Baoxin has never seen Mrs. Xie's skill so sensitive. If the sole is thicker, it will fly in place directly. It can be seen that he is really afraid that Xiao Sikong will not be serious enough to beat Xiao Laoer.
Originally, the front and rear courtyards were separated by a wall, not far away. When Xiao Baoxin arrived, the war was not over, but it was obviously more chaotic than before——
Xiao Baoshu jumps up and down to hide behind Mrs. Xie. Mrs. Xie is determined to stop and beat Xiao Laoer, but she really wants Xiao Sikong to beat Xiao Baoshu. She hides and blocks for a while. She is very busy——
"Dabao tree, Dabao tree, don't hurt the second one! The second one is not strong enough to stand your fight. "
And Xiao Baoxin also saw that Xiao Sikong's beating Xiao Laoer was just Xiao Laoer's own beating. Xiao Laoer stopped Xiao Sikong and didn't want Xiao Baoshu to be beaten
"Blame me, blame me, brother. It's my pot. It's mine
"Don't beat Bao su. We Xiao family's successors depend on Bao Su!" The mouth is crooked, the speech is not agile, still don't forget to throw the pot for my nephew.
Xiao Si's mouth is hanging. It's not more crooked than Xiao's second son. This second son is more and more ridiculous. It's true!
If you believe in Buddhism, you can do whatever you want. Anyway, all the officials are lost. You always have to find someone to make a living at home. Xiao Yun is poor in everything else, so he doesn't need money. He can afford the second room.
But the more you play, the more you overdo it!
The bodyguard is Xiao Baoshu, who was found in Xiao's family. At that time, there was an old monk named Zhihua. They were together to open a forum to preach the Scriptures. It's said that they were to summon the soul of Xiao Jingai. When they saw that the bottom of the temple was not dead
Let's do it. I didn't burn my house.
The guards didn't catch Xiao Baoshu back. They saved the fire first.
The people sent by Xiao Sikong were in time, otherwise he might have burned all his belongings. At that time, he will not need to practice Taoism and immortality. If he doesn't, his family will be burned clean! I can't live without becoming a monk!
"My knife! My machete Xiao Sikong was more and more angry and roared.
The guard didn't care. The master's orders were orders. Immediately, more than a dozen of them pulled out their knives unconditionally and handed them to Xiao Si empty handed.
The old monk, who was scared and trembling, stopped sweating and shaking his legs. His huge body collapsed and sat on the ground.
What kind of family is this?
Who is he?
Where is he?
What's he doing?
... why did he go back to Sikong's house with others? Oh, come to think of it, he didn't want to follow, he was escorted back. The reason is to cheat, with the intention of arson!
He has read sutras all his life and has been vegetarian for half of his life. Doesn't he just want to carry forward Buddhism?
I knew I shouldn't be close to Xiao Baoshu. I was beaten by Xiao Baoxin when he found the temple last time. I think it took too long, but I forgot the pain after the wound was healed. As soon as I heard that Xiao Baoshu had made contributions to the imperial court, became his son-in-law, and became a general, I wanted to make this good relationship again.
Sure enough, he was wrong. This is not a good relationship between him and Xiao Baoshu!
It's clearly from bad luck!
I want to explain clearly to people, but this mouth is not strong enough to suck in, and legs are not standing up.
Let Xiao Sikong that machete to frighten of doubt life, even climb to walk of strength all have no. I'm in my sixties. I can't find a tune to cry.
Regret.
I shouldn't have been counselled by Xiao Baoshu when he wanted to ask his master to come and compromise.
Results——
He's afraid to spray his own blood!
When Xiao Baoxin came into the front yard, he saw an old monk who was familiar to him. He was scared to cry. The four of Xiao's family were like eagles catching chickens. You chase me and hide, you chop me and hide. Xiao Baoshu's face is swollen, and Xiao's second hand covers his buttocks, while he also wants to hold Xiao Sikong's head.
"Daddy
Before he finished, Xiao's second son had been kicked by Xiao Sikong. It's a bad thing!
"Ah?" Xiao Sikong's eyes were red, and Xiao Baoxin was so stunned that he was called back.
No one can stop him. One by one, it's more worrying. Mrs. Xie is not much better. It's her who beat Xiao Baoshu, and it's her who stopped him. In her anger, she didn't listen to Mrs. Xie's words. She just thought that she was right and wrong and didn't want to beat Xiao Baoshu, so she was a loser.
If you don't want to beat Xiao, you can tell. The scene is so chaotic that you can't see whether you want to stop beating Xiao or Xiao Baoshu.
The more he stopped, the greater the fire of Xiao Sikong.
But when Xiao Baoxin came out, it was very different.
This is a pregnant woman. He can't go mad and bump his daughter. It's not worth it for these two things.
As soon as the machete was put away, he went up and grabbed Xiao's hand and threw it out. Then he took Xiao Baoshu's arm and went up with his feet. Screams came one after another.
"I will leave Beijing the day after tomorrow and go to Xuzhou as a governor in case of the attack of the northern Wu Dynasty." Xiao Sikong said in a hard voice: "when I come back, if you let me know that you are still so out of tune and disgrace the Xiao family, don't blame me for my black hands. I'll give you a discount on your legs!"
"- Daddy, are you the governor of Xuzhou?"
"You have been demoted, brother?"
Like a bolt from the blue.
Xiao Sikong stroked his forehead. Can't people listen“ Girl, go back to the backyard first and have a rest. Don't pestle here. I'm afraid you'll get blood splashed on your body. "
The old monk shuddered again. He didn't feel like entering the Sikong mansion, but rather like a Shura hall.
"Daddy, how can you suddenly go to some bullshit Assassin - Beiwu is about to call? Why don't you tell me to go! I'm young and promising. It's time for me to make contributions. "
Xiao Laoer nodded like a pound of garlic.
When Xiao Baoshu went to war, he made great achievements, but his brother was not the same. He could not afford to hurt a general who always won, or fight a defeat, or lose his reputation.