But reason tells me I can't do that.

If you can't help but tell them the truth now, with your father's temper, maybe a live broadcast of a family event can be staged in the master's house in the book!

I can't afford that.

But my heart tells me that I can't use such shoddy means as "feigning illness" to deceive my parents anymore!

This kind of behavior is not the right way after all!

Although we were able to achieve temporary "stability," "harmony," and a "truce," the consequences of this were obvious and far-reaching, even like the situation in the US financial crisis: "the scope of the impact is wide, the number of people involved, and the degree of damage is ......

In order to avoid the continuous escalation of the "pretending to be sick" incident and avoid unnecessary trouble, I made a decision: no longer use the way of pretending to be sick to maintain the relationship between my parents and divert their main contradictions.

But as it stands, I need to tell one more lie, just one, a lie to reassure my mother.

After the mother's mood calmed down a little, the father followed the master's request and slowly lit the last talisman.

When it burns halfway, as the master in the book said, the "heavenly machine" really shows in front of us!

The fact that the talisman flew into the sky and landed again happened!

The three of us were caught off guard!

The talisman suddenly rose into the air!

A kind of frightened and inexplicable emotion arose spontaneously from the bottom of my heart, and that feeling was naturally indescribable, could it really be that the god had come down to earth? Is this a hint from the god to us? Inform us that he has come? Right next to us?

I saw that the talisman burned slowly during the ascent process, and when it was all burned to the top, it rose to the highest place, and slowly fell when there was no more flame.

When I saw this, I wondered if if that talisman was long enough and would take a long time to ignite, would it rise all the way to the sky?

The whole process from liftoff to landing lasted a long time!

The father didn't dare to slack off, and used the porcelain bowl that had been prepared to take the ashes that fell from the talisman steadily.

Upon closer inspection, apart from the folds that appeared after burning, the appearance of the ashes of the talisman was not damaged at all, and there were no defects or omissions. In addition, the shallow cinnabar traces on the talisman can be faintly seen, and the handwriting is also clearly visible.

This image is deeply imprinted in my mind.

When I was a child, I once believed in the boundless power of the master in the book at that moment, and even had the idea of abandoning the pen to apprentice.

But my "condition" is always the clearest I know, and of course it is up to me to decide whether it is uncomfortable or not, whether it is painful or not, so after a little thought, I accurately determined that the master in the book has no magic at all, and he is an out-and-out liar!

Of course, the idea of apprenticeship was thrown out of the clouds.

In order to try to debunk the tricks of the master in the book and reduce the level of trust of my parents in the master, I also secretly found various types of paper and quietly lit a "test flight" in a place where no one found it, and countless attempts ended in failure.

In the process of "test flight", there have been many "oolong incidents". The most thrilling one was in a local scenic col.

It was the end of autumn and the beginning of winter, the hay was withered and yellow, this time a piece of rice paper specially cut into the size of a talisman was used, ready to be lit and test to take off!

As a result, the moment the rice paper was lit, the rice paper moved with the wind, and it was directly blown by the wind to the dry weeds in the col.

This time I really experienced the feeling of "wanting to cry without tears, and my heart is anxious"!

The flames quickly spread throughout the col!

Later, he created a poem "Wind and Fire" to describe the situation at that time:

The fire borrows the wind to get more and more vigorous, and the wind helps the fire to get wilder!

Seeing the fire, the heart became more and more panicked, and the fire was put out in a hurry.

Fortunately, he was with Lei Zi, Peng Chao, and the madman at that time.

Seeing that the situation was very bad, the four of them quickly joined forces and used the most abundant "sand resources" in the col to extinguish all the fires that spread with the wind around them, so as not to cause an autumn wildfire.

Everyone "crossed the sea with eight immortals, each showing their magical powers", stepping on, kicking, stomping, rubbing, burying them in sand, taking off their shirts and beating them with their clothes...... Various means came up one after another, and everyone tried their best to finally work together to extinguish the wildfire......

It's really "fighting tiger brothers", there's nothing wrong with it at all.

I thought that this was the end of the matter, but unexpectedly, a forest police officer in his forties rushed over in the direction of the cigarette.

"Phew!"

The shout of the public security uncle suddenly reminded me of the "wise saying" of the robbers in the green forest:

I opened this mountain, and I planted this tree;

If you want to cross this road, leave to buy road money!

If you don't agree, hum!

One knife and one buried!

However, how could Uncle Public Security make my thoughts wander for so long.

He stood on the edge of the col, looked at the four of us condescendingly, and shouted sternly:

"Who lit the fire just now?"

When Lei Zi, Peng Chao, and the madman saw that the uncle was so arrogant, they were immediately frightened You look at me, I look at you, I don't know how to answer.

"What happened to me?" How could I, who was so young and vigorous, make such a lively scene so embarrassing?

"Yo he, you young man can do it, dare to be bold, a little manly!" Uncle Public Security smiled, seemed a little surprised by my attitude, and then asked, "Do you know that you can't light a fire on the mountain?"

"Yes. I replied with a blank face.

"Then you still ordered? I just followed the direction of the cigarette. Look at the concentration of the smoke just now, you can know that the fire is not small!" The public security uncle walked down slowly, and looked at the four of us from head to toe, "Let's go, come with me!"

When I heard such familiar words, my heart suddenly burst out: "I'll go! Isn't this the standard line in the TV series for the police to catch bad guys? What if this guy handcuffs the four of us? How can we have the face to see people? We are still students!" So I relented and said:

"Uncle policeman, didn't we already put out the fire when you came?

I pleaded with him with kind words, hoping that this policeman uncle could "open the net" to a few of us, after all, this matter started by me, and I can't let my brothers suffer with me, right?

"No, you have to come with me!" Uncle Police obviously doesn't want to buy face from me, a little guy.

"Uncle policeman, let's do it, I lit the fire, it has nothing to do with them, they just help me put out the fire, can I go with you?" I continued to try, hoping that this police uncle could open a little, and besides, I could escape with him alone, right?

"No, no, no, no! Why do you talk so much nonsense, let you go, you can leave, and make a mistake and bargain with me? Let's go, let's talk less, and I'll handcuff you little bastard!" Uncle Police still didn't give up, and he actually burst into foul mouth impatiently, and kicked me in the ass!

Oh, take advantage of me! I can't bear my temper.

"Let's go, brothers, let's follow this uncle back and see what he can do to us!" I learned the tone of the TV in a weird way, looking like a bad boy and staring at them behind my back.

"That's pretty much it!" the policeman nodded in satisfaction and led out of the col.

At the moment when we followed the policeman uncle out of the mountain pass, there was a flat river in front of us!

I pushed the policeman uncle from behind, thinking, "Kick me, watch me push you down!" and yelled, "Brothers, run apart!"

A police officer is always a police officer, and although he is middle-aged, he is still stronger than the average person. He was pushed by me and never fell.

Seeing that the four of us were scattered and "escaped", the police uncle ignored no one, and of course chased after me, the most "stubborn" bad boy!

While chasing, he yelled at passers-by: "Catch him, catch him for me!"

As soon as I heard it, it was broken!

You must know that one of the magic weapons used by the Communist Party of China to defeat the enemy was the support of the masses of the people! If the masses of the people participated, I would still be able to run!

As soon as I thought about it, I quickened my pace, trying to avoid the passers-by and the people I might encounter during the "escape route".

It's easy to go up the mountain and hard to get down, that's right!

The ruggedness of the mountain road was always unexpected, and the "one foot deep and one foot shallow" gallop down the hill made it impossible for me to see the road clearly.

As you can imagine, I was thrown a few times, and I could feel myself "rolling" a few times in the process of falling!

Does it hurt?

It hurts a lot!

Where does it hurt?

It hurts everywhere!

How could you take care of this at that time!

Thirty-six "runs" are the upper plan!

When I was about to reach the bottom of the mountain, I suddenly turned around and saw the policeman uncle chasing after him from 20 meters away!

He didn't forget to shout: "Catch him, catch him, stop him for me!"

"Still chasing!"

"You can't run away in an open place like this!, you have to flee to a residential area so that you can get out of his pursuit!" I thought to myself, "Fortunately, there were a few scattered girls walking across the street, otherwise...... The consequences are unimaginable. ”

I quickly zeroed on to a large residential area and ran towards it as if I was dead.

Sure enough, as in most of the episodes in the TV series, once he fled into a residential area, he lost his goal between turning and turning.

I, the initiator, hurriedly learned the escape of the criminals in the TV series, quickly took off my shirt and held it in my hand. Find a place to sit down, regain your physical strength and the timidity and panic of being chased by the police uncle.

About half an hour later, just when I thought I had "escaped" the pursuit of the police uncle and was "safe and sound", sitting in a corner with my head down, suddenly a familiar figure passed in front of me!

Uncle Policeman!