None of this matters. The most important point is that it’s not enough for Yan to even listen!

This makes me feel very distressed
We just want to join in the fun and see how Yan was convicted.
As a result, I didn’t understand it very much, but I listened to a lot of speeches from Yan, and I finally listened to them, and then I remembered that I had to listen to another one later!
Ma Xiaoling saw that I looked pale and asked, "What’s the matter?"
"It’s broken!" I say
"What?" She asked
I smacked my lips and said, "As you saw just now, Yan likes to make speeches very much. If we really go to the venue, I don’t think we can leave before dawn."
Ma Xiaoling wanted to think and said, "We’ll see about it then, but we can’t help it."
I asked Fox Xiaomei, "What time is it?"
She returned to "10: 49 when the sun is shining"
At this time, the media were all over, but it was certain that there was nothing going on behind, so we planned to go out.
When the bull’s head and the horse’s face came back, they walked over and asked, "How is it beautiful?"
I honestly said, "Nothing to see."
The bull’s head said, "The truth!"
Ma Mian also said, "It’s good to say a few words in front of the media every time the king of Yan finishes the trial. After all, the big leader is so flustered when he doesn’t speak."
I don’t want to get used to this at all!
I grinned and did not answer the words.
Tauren added, "But you may also see that Yan has a bad temper."
Ma Mian said, "Leaders are so grumpy. Who makes them leaders?"
I said cautiously, "The King of Yan has such a bad temper that you still speak ill of him behind his back?"
The bull’s head said, "Anyway, he can’t hear now."
Ma Mian also said, "Even the bottom people don’t know how many times to scold him."
I "…"
Cow’s head and horse’s face went out with us, and then they asked me, "What are you going to do?"
I said, "Just look around and wait until 11: 30 in the sun."
The horse-faced hand pointed to a bridge far away and said to me, "There are scenic spots over there, you can go sightseeing to kill time!"
I quickly nodded.
Ma Mian said, "Then let’s go first and rush to do business."
Seeing that the two of them were free from the three of us, they told us the location along the horse’s face and arrived at the bridge.
There are many ghosts here, and you can already see ghosts crowding before the bridge. The scene is very lively.
This is a stone arch bridge directly across the river.
The Dina River is a little calm, but the color of the water surface is light yellow, which gives people a feeling of turbidity. From time to time, you can see all kinds of dead people floating past the river.
There are still several boats on the river, and the ghosts are holding a big net and constantly cleaning up the river.
There is a stone tablet on the bridge with Naiqiao written in big red letters.
There is also a line of small print tickets for AAAAA-level scenic spots in 1 yuan.
There is also a stone tablet by the river, which also says Forgotten River in big red letters.
This line literally says no swimming, no jumping into the river …
I have to sip my mouth.
Fox Xiaomei took me and said, "Go and have a look!"
She couldn’t help but drag Ma Xiaoling and me to the place where we bought tickets by the bridge and said, "Three tickets!"
The ticket seller was an old lady with a wrinkled face. After hearing the sound, she looked up and looked at us impatiently.
When I heard that a ghost came to talk to her, "Meng Po wants a bowl of soup."
The old lady then pulled three tickets and handed them to me, ignoring us. We got up and took a bowl to save money.
It turned out that there was a cauldron behind her!
The pot was burning with water, and when the lid was lifted, it was steaming. The old lady scooped up a bowl of soup and handed it to the ghost.
The ghost almost took a sip and said, "salty!"
The old lady immediately picked up a bucket of water from the side and poured it directly into the pot, stirred it, scooped out a bowl and handed it to him.
The ghost said again, "It’s dull!"
I stared at the old lady’s behavior and then looked at the sign that said "Meng Po Tang, a century-old summer drink in hell" and suddenly frowned.
Look at this. The so-called Meng Po Tang Gen is not as delicious as I used to read novels and watch TV plays!
Seeing that I kept staring over there, the old lady asked me again, "Would you like a bowl, too?"
I quickly waved my hand "No!"
I walked through a large mountain area in front of Nai Bridge here and then turned several forks, which seemed to lead to different places.
I stared at a street sign erected here and looked at a road to the city of death and a road to the tenth floor of hell to put attractions …
But this face is not close to any one.
I shook my head and said, "forget it today. I can’t go on, or I’ll catch up with you later."
Ma Xiaoling seems to have the same idea as me, thinking that this place is nothing to see, so she also said, "Go home."
We crossed the bridge along the same road again, and then came back from the bridge one after another, which was delayed for half an hour.