Chapter 193 I’m too lazy to say anything, just die!
“BMW always likes to be quiet. It will not move if it can. It is difficult to pull the car on weekdays...”
“Mom, guess how fast the BMW was yesterday. I almost caught a cold. "
"Hey, and he also took the initiative to come out to me, two days in a row..."
"This is obviously because he knows that his time has come, and in this intimate way, Say goodbye to the master.”
As he said this, Shen Qingyun felt even more reluctant to leave, with sadness on his face.
Backyard.
As soon as Uncle Zhou pressed Bao Bao's back, Bao Bao couldn't lift his hooves, but he could still scream.
"Kill the donkey when you are unloading the mill! Kill the donkey when you are unloading the mill! Why do you do this!"
Thinking of his stooped back, Uncle Zhou somewhat felt the same way, but said lightly: "You are making trouble for nothing. If you do your duty honestly, you can live a few more years. You have to do it.”
"Aren't you worried about being said to be dead?" BMW was so angry that his gums were exposed. "To be honest, I have never heard of a horse that is about to die and can also give people a chill! Lao Zhou, go and explain it to me. Two! ”
Main Hall.
Seeing that her son was sad, Yun Qianqian felt heartbroken and said hurriedly: "Qingyun, don't be sad. Life and death, illness and death are natural laws. Since his life span has expired, death is normal... Eh?"< br>
Backyard.
“Oh!”
A fatal blow from Madam?
Lao Zhou was startled and looked at the BMW.
BMW was dumbfounded: "What is this, the whole family is expecting me to die?"
"Madam just followed what the young master said," Lao Zhou comforted, "With Madam's wisdom, I’ll help you get back.”
Main Hall.
Yun Qianqian was secretly annoyed.
"How come the moment I open my mouth, what I say is different from what I think?"
Now there is some trouble.
Thinking about it, she forced a smile and said: "Qingyun, maybe the BMW is just quiet and restless, and such a combination of work and rest is more beneficial to the body..."
"Mother, you are I don’t know,” Shen Qingyun sighed bitterly, “He is so quiet and restless, he is obviously drunk.”
"Drink, is it bad for your brain?"
"Three kilograms of wine a day lately!" Shen Qingyun pointed out three fingers, "If you put it on a human body, it would hurt the liver, kidneys, and brain, not to mention a horse?"< br>
"Well..."
Yun Qianqian nodded while speaking in a long tone, while glaring at the backyard.
BMW trembled: "Unload the mill and kill the donkey..."
"Madam is just warning you, and I will definitely tell you back." Lao Zhou comforted.
"Qingyun, how about this," Yun Qianqian said with a smile, "Let Uncle Zhou go to Bei City to find a veterinarian tomorrow?"
"Mom, I did it yesterday Please ask Brother Batian," Shen Qingyun said in frustration, "Senior Miracle Doctor said that Ma It's a lucky thing that I'm over twenty-five-six. I'm still drinking every day. I'm afraid my internal organs are deeply poisoned and cannot be cured by medicine or stone."
"I'm too lazy to say it, just die!"
Yun Qianqian took a deep breath and focused on comforting her son.
backyard.
Lao Zhou also took a deep breath and looked at the sky with sigh.
"Brother, choose a day."
BMW burst into tears.
“Miss me, Lu Shu, and work hard in Shen Mansion without complaint!”
“The shoes that the whole family wears are all made of my skin!”
“The Kui beef that the young master eats is refined with my blood!”
“Just because I drank some. Wine..."< br>
Lao Zhou heard melancholy and sighed: "Drinking will make things worse, in the next life..."
"Next life?" BMW almost lost control, "Am I really going to do this?"
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When Shen Weilong returned home, Shen Qingyun mentioned the BMW again.
"Ah," Shen Weilong was confused for a long time, not knowing how to speak, and looked at Yun Qianqian, "What does madam mean?"
Shen Qingyun looked confused.
What does it mean to ask my mother that BMW died of old age?
Oh...
"I'm afraid I'm asking about funeral arrangements."
Yun Qianqian: "Just do as Qingyun wants."
As expected, Shen Qingyun was asking about funeral arrangements, Shen Qingyun muttered: "BMW is here My family has been like family for so many years..."
The backyard.
BMW glared at Lao Zhou: "Don't laugh, I have learned from past mistakes. Lao Zhou, you won't get any better!"
"The young master is so kind. In the future, the magic medicine to increase longevity will be indispensable for the old slave," Lao Zhou said lightly, "I understand. I am afraid that the incident of eating spiritual things the day before yesterday made you alert, right?"
"Don't talk nonsense!" BMW trembled in his heart, "I only want to It's because I'm not close to the young master anymore..."
"Tsk, I've even found the reason. It seems like it's true, brother, you died unjustly."
"Zhou Su, you're such a mouthful! ”
……
Two big guys were arguing in the backyard.
In the main hall, Shen Qingyun has made arrangements for the boss’s funeral.
"Buy a piece of land outside the city and build a small horse farm. The land should be flat and there should be plenty of grass. Then buy some horses...and some donkeys..."
The couple was dumbfounded. Got: "Donkey?"
"My parents don't know something," Shen Qingyun explained, "There is a young official in the department who knows horse racing well. Since he said this, it always makes sense. When the horse farm is built in the future, I would also like to ask him to take care of it from time to time. 2. ”
"Oh..."
Shen Qingyun continued to speak.
"After BMW died, he was buried at the racecourse. He couldn't be left alone."
......
No big deal, no fuss.
After some arrangements, Shen Qingyun showed great affection.
The couple looked at each other and nodded secretly, feeling quite pleased...Eh?
It won’t be a relief, it won’t be...
Seeing that the couple were not human beings, BMW was so angry that he no longer wanted to speak. After a long while, he said dejectedly: "Go and ask for me, leave Shen. Mansion, how should I arrange it... I have worked so hard over the years, remember to say more."
Because of BMW, Shen Qingyun cherishes Xiaoyuan'er's pets.
After eating the spiritual food for two or three days, Huniu showed no change.
While he was shocked, he was also secretly happy.
"This shows that the weight and quality of the spiritual object are not enough. Hu Niu really has a background!"
The comb of the little black chicken is a little smaller today.
“Can this thing be small again?” Shen Qingyun was confused.
The little black chicken was speechless.
Yes, it will change again tomorrow.
"But after changing back, I am no longer useless, ah ah, ah, so irritating!"
Shen Qingyun looked at Dog Legs and sighed: "Sure enough, nothing has changed."? ? ?
Young Master, you said you didn’t want me to change and just wanted me to practice my skills hard!
The dog leg couldn't speak, and an idea flashed in his heart. The little short leg jumped up and down towards the stone bench.
When he was close, he kicked off all four legs, the dog's body flew into the air, and then kicked off the stone bench with his hind legs, then turned and landed on the ground!
Gouchi looked at the young master happily.
I thought the young master looked shocked and exclaimed that it was incredible...
But Shen Qingyun curled his lips and raised his chin at Huniu.
Hu Niu’s mouth curled up, and she came to the corner of the wall in a few steps. She kicked off her long legs, flew into the air and shot towards the left wall, bounced off the right wall, and then bounced off the left wall...
< br>After playing five or six times, Huniu stood on the top of the wall, looking as handsome as a lonely shadow on the cold river.
"Practice more."
Patting the dog's head, Shen Qingyun went to the chicken coop.
In the chicken coop, Little Luhua has put on her clothes, which fit her perfectly. From a distance, she looks like a human being.
"Hey, do you have shoes?" Shen Qingyun was shocked, "Sister Baiyi is too considerate, right?"
Carefully took out the small reed flowers and placed them on the ground, and Shen Qingyun stepped aside.
The reed flower seemed to be a little uncomfortable. He raised his foot and looked down at his paws. He kicked it twice and couldn't get it off, so he let nature take its course.
Seeing her husband...'s cockscomb, she ran over...
"Monster!"
The little black chicken, who has lived for thousands of years, has never seen a chicken wearing clothes and shoes. When he ran, he looked like his first wife catching an adulterer, and immediately flapped his wings and climbed up the tree.
“Hey, that’s not right!” Shen Qingyun reprimanded, “One day and a hundred days of kindness, little Luhua will not despise you for not being like a chicken, come down.”
Until the little one The Heiji couple were deeply in love with each other and treated each other as if they were guests, so the sadness in Shen Qingyun's heart dissipated.
“Everything needs to be done well, don’t be like BMW and don’t cherish your body, you know?”
The young master enters the house.
The small courtyard instantly became lively.
"My good boy, the dignified Lu Shu, was told to death by the young master?"
"You follow your words, if this spreads to the world of immortality, I'm afraid it will explode!"
< br>"Please get rid of such existence, I am afraid that it is as prestigious as a master, and it is said that it will not die."
"Boss, why didn't you tell us that the horse is Lu Shu, so we can go and see our seniors."
"It's not too late now."
"Now? Can't we end it?" ”
“You’re done being a loser...”
……
In the past two days, Shen Qingyun spent an extra quarter of an hour practicing, dedicated to visualization.
I wanted to give it more, but I really couldn’t bear it.
Just because the object of his visualization is no longer just the Zhenwu Body...
He even tried to visualize the phantom of the mainland on the back of the Zhenwu Body.
The effect…
Just don’t mention it.
He is not in a hurry either.
"Instead of worrying about this, it is better to worry about when the torrent in the body will be exhausted..."
When he thought about it, the most likely situation was that when the torrent was exhausted, he would become ineffective. When the immortal appears.
“I hope so, otherwise there will be a treasure mountain in vain, but the means will be pitiful... You can’t pester me every time, right?”
A night of silence.
Go to the office the next day.
After glancing at Huo Xiu's door and seeing Huo Xiu shaking his head, Shen Qingyun knew that there was no news from the Immortal Department, so he couldn't help but feel resentful.
"What kind of hatred or resentment? It's really hard for me to sink someone."
Passing by Lu Buxian's door, he was recruited in.
"Brother Lu, is there something good?"
Lu Buxian smiled and said, "There is something good, but it's not yours, it's your second uncle's."
"My second uncle? "Shen Qingyun was stunned, "Did he drink someone else drunk again?"
"No. ," Lu Buxian pushed the air, "I had an audience with the Immortal Sect, and the Immortal Ministry issued a document asking Honglu Temple to cooperate, but the Rites Ministry intervened and let your second uncle go."
Shen Qingyun was shocked: "Is it the nomination from Honglu Temple, or is it the Ministry of Rites' initiative to intervene?"
"Of course it was the Ministry of Rites that took the initiative."
"That's strange," Shen Qingyun said doubtfully, "My second uncle was transferred to the Ministry of Rites just the day before yesterday. His popularity...is that good?"
< br>Lu Buxian smiled and said: "The reason for the Ministry of Rites is also very good. Last time Xianpingshan came to visit, His Majesty had appointed your second uncle to be in charge of the reception. The position has been changed, but the functions have not changed."
This time It is different from receiving Xianpingshan.
Xianpingshan has been in contact with each other for a long time, and we visited each other to become familiar with each other.
This time, a stranger from the Immortal Sect came to visit him, and it was written down in the history books of Qin Wu.
"Second uncle can participate in such a grand event, wow!"
I don't dare to think about it, I simply don't dare to think about it, and if I think about it again, I will be Shen Yipin.
"And the Ministry of Rites...huh?"
Only after seventy or eighty words were written on the stele, Shen Qingyun remembered the three aunts he met in Xianpingju.
"Isn't Guo Qiu's husband none other than Guo Sheng, the right minister of the Ministry of Rites? Could it be..."
It shouldn't be possible.
“We met by chance, I’m afraid the Ministry of Rites itself wants to get involved in this matter.”
Just thinking about it...
The sound of footsteps approaching.
He looked up and saw Lu Buxian.
"Brother Lu?"
"Commander Qin wants you to go to the Immortal Department for approval of a small shop."
A trivial matter of thousands of dollars is a big deal. Could you please, Your Highness?
Shen Qingyun stood up with a bitter face.
Seeing this, Lu Buxian asked, "How about I go with you?"
"If Brother Lu wants to become a shareholder, let's go together."
"Is this considered bribing the Shangguan?" "
"That's wrong. This subordinate is drawing a blueprint for Shangguan's happy life after marriage."
"Haha, then I have to work hard."
...
While the two were chatting and laughing, they walked towards the Immortal Department.
Motoko works harder!
(End of this chapter)