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"What did you throw the second child of the prodigal son Tiantuan drunk on the bed of the pig-headed wife to take a photo, and then send it to the post bar Brother Feng, wouldn't this be a bit too much" After listening to my ghost animal's plan, Li Nezha said with a little crying and laughing.

"That's all, nothing will happen to them, and I will let the horses and donkeys mosaic their photos to fully protect the parties, with the suspicion of the pig's head," I smiled whimsily.

"That's true, but how to implement it is a problem," Leng Mo said, taking off a cigarette from his ear and lighting it.

"This kind of thing, hand over the offal to the offal will definitely be able to do it, before he can do it, how about we drink grits" I think at this time, drinking a small grits or something is the most emotional.

"Good idea" everyone agreed.

"Go and call Tussaud and go with us. I instructed.

So we skipped class and went out to drink grits, the doorman already knew us, so he didn't even dare to let go of a fart, but Li Nezha didn't intend to let them go, and after kicking each other, he took out a box of Yuxi in their pockets that were blackmailing students, as for why they knew that it was blackmail, it was obvious that these two goods usually only smoked 4 pieces of 5 Hardmen, and then Li Nezha turned over the big caps of the two and poured water on them.

"Huh the grits here, I feel like I can't drink enough for a thousand years, uncle, your craftsmanship is really amazing, if you go to a good location, it's not a profit."

I took a sip and said cheerfully to the grits seller who was standing on a stool and adding beef and egg drops to the cauldron.

"Yo Huo Huohuo, my old bones can't withstand that kind of toss, if you ask someone to help, you can't make that taste, it's better not to do it, but the older people get, the more they can't keep up, and in a few years I'm ready to withdraw the stall and go home and wait for death~" The grits seller smiled vicissitudes, got down from the small stool with some difficulty, and beat his back with the back of his hand.

"Well, uncle, can you let me see your waist" Seeing this scene, I stood up and walked to the grits seller.

The grits seller raised his head and saw my solemn eyes, nodded, and then lifted his old clothes, revealing a pair of old plasters, which I carefully removed, and looked at the gradually revealing scene, my brows furrowed, and finally I gasped.

His skin was already rough from aging, but the plaster covered it was like real old bark, and what really shocked me was the blackened vertebrae exposed under some of the missing flesh, which was simply shocking, and the person who could do such a ruthless hand was too mad to make me clench my fists.

"This wound is at least ten years old, and judging by the shape of this wound, the necrosis of the nerves around the wound, and the color of the leaking bones, I am afraid that it is a radioactive wound formed by the poison after being pierced by some kind of highly corrosive and highly toxic sharp weapon, old man, am I right?"

My dignified but point-to-the-point words made the old grits seller's cloudy old eyes burst into light, and he looked at me as if he had reacquainted with me.

He sighed lightly, then covered up the wound, turned around and closed the chai door, pulled a small horse and sat down, Li Nezha and the others put down their spoons one after another, and looked at this side without saying a word.

The dim incandescent light bulbs in the house shed yellow light, reflecting the grease on the walls and cobwebs at the corners of the beams, the white simple wires, the old wooden tables and chairs, the cracked concrete floor, the silence of the people present, only the cauldron gurgling and steaming, but it could not arouse the taste buds of the people present, we were all shocked by this brutal wound, and had no intention of enjoying the delicious food again.

"You're right, more than ten years ago I was hunted down, my granddaughter was killed, my back was shot by the other party with a poisoned hand crossbow, the trauma at that time had long been healed, but this poison has been eroding my body, if it weren't for my childhood martial arts, have a deep foundation in the family, barely suppressing the spread of the toxin, I'm afraid I would have been dead for a long time, all these years I have been incognito, staying in this place where my granddaughter once studied, hoping that one day there will be a miracle, my granddaughter appeared in front of me, and then served her a bowl of her favorite grits”

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The old man who sold grits said in an old voice, unconsciously old and full of tears.

Sadness is contagious, all the bad boys present are bad, but the bad boys have more sincere feelings, even Tussaud and Lingmei are deeply moved, Zhang Yu has begun to hide his face and cry.

"Ahem, old man, is your nickname called Qilin Arm" In order to alleviate this somewhat embarrassing atmosphere, I hurriedly changed the topic.

"How do you know?" he looked at me with a sudden, ghostly gaze, which startled me.

"Because last time I accidentally saw a unicorn tattoo on your arm, coupled with your somewhat unfathomable words and deeds, I think you should also be a person with a past, as for this nickname is purely my blind guess," I hurriedly explained, but at this time someone was no longer calm.

"Qilin Arm, you are the famous Qilin Arm Left Qilin on the Lotto Road, the predecessor who passed away many years ago" Li Nezha stood up and exclaimed, because the movement was too violent, the two braids were shaking.

"You junior is well-informed, there is nothing wrong, the old man is Zuo Qilin" Seeing that his identity was recognized, the words of the old man who sold grits began to rise.

"I didn't expect Zuo Qilin, one of the four fierce generals of the ruthless door, to live in seclusion in the small alley next to Shuimu Middle School in Aoki County, you are a big man of my grandfather's generation, please accept a salute from the juniors" Li Nezha's tiger body was shocked, walked in front of Zuo Qilin, and respectfully performed a junior salute, to my surprise, several other people also stood up one after another, even the leading sister was no exception, and performed a junior salute together.

Seeing this, I kind of understood, it turned out that everyone was shocked and shocked, but in fact, they were sympathetic to his experience, so I wanted to use this way to relieve the sad atmosphere, which was really intimate

It's just that the ruthless door, the four fierce generals, Zuo Qilin, is very high when he hears it, who dares to be so bold with such a powerful character, the granddaughter of the murderer also hurts people with poisoned arrows, no matter what, it is too unconscionable

"Grandpa, who is the person who hurt you, and now he is still alive" I asked in a somewhat angry tone, if possible, I really want to avenge the old man, although it is a bit self-conscious to say this now, but the old man's grits are so delicious that the body and mind of the old man who can make such delicious grits are hurt like this, such a guy, everyone has to be punished

"It's gone, even if it's here, I can't go to him to seek revenge, because he is the third apprentice of my ruthless sect master, because of this matter, the door master he felt guilty and disbanded the ruthless door, he is as kind to me as a mountain, even if I care about the feelings of the door master, I can't" The old man's sad but righteous words made me awe-inspired, is this the real righteousness The affection between the older generation is really worth learning from our younger generations, and I can't help but admire this old man even more

"Hehe, it may be a bit too heavy to talk about this with you juniors, but when my granddaughter is as old as you, she is also quite active, you should have heard the name of that little witch, known as Empress Mizuki, Zuo Yunan" The old man wiped the old tears from his eyes and said with some nostalgia.

When I heard the name, my head exploded with a bang.

Zuo Nan Mizuki second generation of the head of the dragon head that Ye Qianji worships such an existence as a person, it turned out to be all

"What about your grandson, didn't he come back to see you" I couldn't help but think of that Zuo Yufeng, could it be that he was also dead

"The only person who knows the truth of this matter is me, there is only the master of the door, I declare that I have passed away, I hope this matter ends here, my grandson is thoughtful, if you see the wounds on my body, you will definitely be able to deduce the truth, this is the only one who has a strange poison, he will definitely put this account on the head of the old master, with that kid's ability, I am afraid that the current old master is all" The old man said helplessly.

"Compared to this, I'll help you heal your injuries first" I immediately thought of the most important thing, maybe there is a record of this poison in the Lin family's medical scriptures, if I can't cure it, I will take him back to Grandpa Lin to see

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