The black sand turns over the clouds, and the wind cries on the ground.

On the sand and gravel clearing, the fat ball of the golden knife is like a rapidly rotating spinning top, and everywhere it goes, the sky is dark, and the ghost is crying and howling.

A group of bandits lay on the ground, not even daring to come out of the atmosphere, and there were a few people who were lying on the ground in an unstandard posture, and their heads were immediately cut by flying stones, and blood flowed all over their faces.

Hao Se lay under the dining table in a large shape, staring straight at the tragic situation on the field, with a blindfolded face.

Why can the terrifying tonnage of the golden knife spin rapidly? This is not scientific!

"Boy, boy surnamed Hao!" a faint shout came.

Hao Se turned his eyes and saw that it was Yang Ermu, who was a foot away, shouting at him through the dust.

"Call me?" said Hauser, pointing to his nose in surprise.

"It's just calling you!" Yang Ermu wiped the blood on his mouth: "Didn't you just say that you would know what Tang poems you would? Now hurry up and memorize two poems!"

"What?!" Hause's eyes widened.

Yang Ermu, you have no problem! This is a matter of life and death, and you still have the leisure to recite poetry?!

"Yes, yes, Hao Junshi, you quickly recite poems!" Huang Dazhuang, who was lying under the same table, also shouted at the top of his voice.

"As long as you hear the poem, the big boss can regain his senses!" Huang Erzhuang also shouted in Hao Se's ear.

Are you sure?!

Hao Seyuan stared at the fish.

"Stinky boy, carry it quickly!" Yang Ermu shouted loudly, "Otherwise, everyone will die!"

I'll fight it!

Hao Se gritted his teeth, poked his head out from under the table, and shouted, "The bright moon in front of the window-cough poof...... cough cough cough ......"

Before I could finish memorizing a single poem, I was almost choked to death by the sand raised.

"Boy, what are you doing?!Louder!" Yang Ermu roared.

You can do it!

Hauser glared.

"Brother Hao, hurry!"

Suddenly, there was an earth-shattering shout from the dust, and the next moment, the flying sand and gravel actually weakened.

Everyone looked up and was overjoyed.

It was Meng Sanshi, who woke up, who dragged Mao Jindao's thigh desperately.

"It's the third master!" the Huang brothers shouted in surprise.

"Third child, you hold on!" Yang Ermu rushed to Hao Se's side with a prostrate sprint, "Get on the table!"

What are you kidding?! Didn't that Lao Tzu become cannon fodder!

Hauser shook his head desperately.

Yang Ermu was suddenly furious: "Huang Dazhuang, Huang Erzhuang, help!"

The next moment, Huang Dazhuang and Huang Erzhuang stepped forward at the same time, grabbed their arms and raised their thighs, and threw Hao Se on the table.

"Quick!" Yang Ermu shouted.

What a cheat!

Hao Se, who was driven to the shelves, gritted his teeth, and in an instant, a harrier turned over and knelt on one knee on the table, his eyes widened, and he shouted in the direction of Mao Jindao: "The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground!"

Mao Jindao's body was stunned, and he slowly turned his head to look at Hao Se, his eyebrows were fried, and his eyes flashed red, so it was not terrifying.

I'll it!

Hao Se's hair stood upside down, swallowed his saliva, snapped his handsome body with one hand, and his short clothes rose with the flying sand, and the dead fish eyes suddenly stared: "Raise your head to look at the bright moon, bow your head and think of your hometown!"

Time stands still for a moment.

"Huh!" The golden knife in the field suddenly shouted, kicking Meng Sanshi who was hindering him into the air.

The next moment, his arms waved, and his fat body continued to spin wildly.

It doesn't work at all!

Hauser "poofed" and lay on the table.

"This sentence is not good! The big boss has long been tired of hearing it!" Huang Daqiang shouted.

"One of the big bosses' favorite sentence is a poem that starts with the word 'heaven'!" Yang Ermu exclaimed.

"God" a hammer!

You think it's a poetry lyrics contest?!

There are not a thousand but eight hundred poems that start with the word Tianzi, how do I know which sentence is it?!

"Hurry!" Huang Erzhuang stared at Meng Sanshi, who was already bleeding from his head when he dragged the golden knife, and was so anxious that he was about to cry, "The third master is about to die!"

Fight again!

Hao Se turned over and got up for the second time, and the dead fish glared: "Heaven-heaven...... The stars in the sky are in the Beidou!"

A stone flew past Hauser's brain.

"You kid is really a liar!" Yang Ermu was furious.

"What's the hurry! Lao Tzu, this is a warm-up!" Hao Se knelt down on one knee at the table, his eyes narrowed, "The sky is vast and the sky is vast, and the wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep!"

Hula, the wind and sand rise all over the sky.

It's useless?!come again!

"If there is love in the sky, the sky will be old! It is difficult to give up on oneself by being naturally beautiful! The gate of heaven is interrupted, and the Chu River is opened! The sky is □□ in the south and the north!"

The storm gradually weakened, the complexion of the golden knife turned from black to pale, and the bloody killing intent in his eyes gradually subsided.

"There's a play! There's a play!" Yang Ermu shouted, "Quick, go on!"

Hao Se shook off the beads of sweat: "Heaven, every day upward--ahh

Mao Jindao stopped, and a pair of □□ eyes gradually returned to clarity.

Hao Se took a deep breath: "The days are long and sometimes endless, and this hatred lasts forever-"

Mao Jindao's body trembled violently, and he looked at Hao Se fixedly, and a pair of □□ eyes flashed with tears: "Father-in-law......"

"Big boss, you're awake!" Yang Ermu suddenly cried with joy, and ran over with tears in his eyes.

"Great! Great!"

"It's time to be in charge!"

A group of bandits who were hiding in Tibet and eating dirt scrambled to get up and cheered.

Hao Se, who was standing on the table and maintaining the appearance of a hero, suddenly seemed to have a ball, and sat on the table.

I am really familiar with 300 Tang poems, and I have a hand in saving lives in ancient times!

Thank you for the great Chinese teacher, thank you for the great memorization assignment!

Hao Se let out a long breath.

"The meal is coming, the rice is coming!" Lao Zhao, the leader of the late group, carried a bucket of rice and ran to Mao Jindao's side out of breath.

Yang Ermu immediately picked up the rice spoon from the table and handed it to Mao Jindao, who didn't say a word and began to gobble up rice.

This is a real foodie.

Hao Se was overwhelmed with emotion.

"This time it's thanks to Master Hao!" Meng Sanshi walked to Hao Se's side with his head and hugged Hao Se with a fist.

"Third Master, are you okay?" Hao Se glanced at the bruised fingerprints on Meng Sanshi's neck, and asked in fear.

"It's okay," Meng Sanshi waved his hand, "It's just a flesh wound." ”

"That...... The third master ...... "Hao Se approached Meng Sanshi a few points, "What is the problem with the big boss?"

"Alas, the big boss is a chronic disease, as long as he is hungry, he will be irritable and crazy. Meng Sanshi said with a wry smile, "That's why the big boss treats food as his life, and he will eat like this." ”

"The little brother is simply unheard of. Hauser looked shocked.

Could this be the ultimate version of foodie evolution?!

"Alas-" Meng Sanshi sighed, "Master Hao doesn't know that the big boss suffered from famine when he was young, and he saw the tragedy of cannibalism with his own eyes, and he was frightened for a while, so he fell into such a problem. ”

"Uh!" Hao Se's throat tightened, "Didn't you look for a Lang Zhong?"

"It's useless. Meng Sanshi shook his head, "This is a heart disease, and there is no forensic treatment." ”

"Oh......" Hause, wiping his sweat, "then why do you regain your consciousness when you hear poetry?"

As soon as these words came out, Meng Sanshi's face couldn't help but darken:

"The old owner who adopted the big boss liked to write and ink, and when the big boss was sick when he was young, the old owner of the village read poetry to appease him...... It's a pity that the owner of the old village died early--alas......"

"So that's ......" Hao Se looked at Mao Jindao, who had already eaten a bucket of rice and fat all over his body, and his heart was a little blocked.

It's no wonder that this golden knife has always looked at scholars differently, and it turns out that this is the reason......

"Second child, the kid surnamed Hao, the big boss calls you two!" Yang Ermu, who was beside Mao Jindao, shouted with a rice spoon.

Meng Sanshi and Hao Se hurriedly stepped forward and saluted with golden swords in both directions.

"This time, thanks to Master Hao. "The well-fed Mao Jin Dao is full of red light, and he is simple, and he is just like two people just now, "I really didn't see the wrong person, Hao Junshi is really a person with ink in his stomach." ”

"Thank you for the compliment. Hao Se clenched his fists.

"Second, third, today's events are out of control for a while, don't take it to heart. Mao Jindao hugged his fists at Yang and Meng again.

"Don't dare!" both of them returned the salute at the same time.

Mao Jindao nodded, and looked at Yang Ermu again: "Second brother, you send some people to guard the mountain, although every year there is a grain team after the sting, but this year is warm early, maybe there will be an unexpected harvest." ”

"Yes! big boss!" Yang Ermu responded with a fist.

"Third child, divide the bags of rice left for me, and give emergency to my brothers in the next few days. Mao Jindao said again.

As soon as these words came out, the bandits were immediately shocked and shook their heads in refusal.

"No, big boss!"

"It's okay to be hungry for a few meals, brothers!"

"Big boss, you must be full!"

Mao Jindao looked at everyone and smiled: "Brothers, don't worry, it's okay for me to eat less these days." ”

"But......" The bandits were still shocked.

Mao Jindao smiled even better, looked at Hao Se next to him, and looked trusting: "As long as there is Hao Junshi to watch over you, you will definitely have no worries!"

In an instant, Hao Se was surrounded by countless expectant eyes.

Cold sweat slid down Hao Se's black line: "Little brother will definitely do his best." ”

What a cheat!

Those Tang poems and Song lyrics Lao Tzu have long been returned to the physical education teacher!

*

In the next few days, Hao Se was in dire straits with the countdown to the college entrance examination all the time.

As an ordinary salaryman who has not memorized Tang poems for many years, Hao Se's ancient poetry level has remained stable at the stage of "two yellow limeing green willows, and one red apricot coming out of the wall".

And this Comrade Mao Jindao, although illiterate, has god-like requirements for reciting ancient poems.

The familiar ones are not good;

I haven't heard it;

Not rhyme;

If the artistic conception is not beautiful, it can't be ......

The most terrifying thing is that as the food in the village becomes less and less, the Mao Jin Dao is becoming more and more unable to suppress his temper, and the requirements for Hao Se are becoming more and more stringent, three meals a day are not bad, plus a supper at night.

The latest trendy scene in Yue Si Village is: when it is time to eat, all the mountain bandits gather around to drink porridge, Mao Jindao eats rice in wooden barrels, but Hao Se is bitter and reciting poems on the side......

Couldn't be more cheating!

The consequence is that Hao Se swims in the sea of poetry every night when he sleeps, and writes silently in the leaky grass hut before dawn, and his literary attainments are increasing day by day, but in just a few days, he has reached the advanced realm of being able to write poems and lyrics.

For example, this one:

Gruel grass room wood cup, dry drink cold porridge king urges.

Crying in the cafeteria, Jun Mo smiled, vomited blood and recited poems, how many people returned?

It is a true portrayal of Comrade Hao Se's life at present.

Just when Hao Se was about to die of reciting poems, the brothers sent by Yang Ermu finally brought good news on the night of the fifth day.

*

"You're telling the truth?!"

As soon as Hao Se, who was hurriedly called, entered the hall, he heard the sound of Mao Jindao's surprise and deep voice across the roof.

I saw that in the hall, Mao Jindao sat upright, Yang Ermu and Meng Sanshi sat on both sides, and the two groups of brothers lined up in turn, all looking at a young thief in the hall with a happy face.

Isn't there something good?!

Hao Se hurriedly leaned to Huang Erzhuang's side and listened carefully.

I heard the thief in that hall report with an excited face: "Great boss! I really saw it at the bottom of the mountain, the caravan had three carriages, and each of them had a large box, and the wheels were half an inch on the ground, and at first glance they were yellow and white. ”

"Big boss, this is a big deal!" Yang Ermu was full of red light.

"Don't worry!" Mao Jindao waved his hand, "How many off-line grandsons did the convoy follow?"

"Big boss, only six!"

"What outfit?"

"They all hold three green children in their hands, dressed in black, and they look like they are eating and shelfing. ”

Mao Jindao listened, but he was silent.

Hao Se on the side also frowned when he heard this.

After a few days of mixing in the village, Hao Se finally learned that the robbers and thieves also had a complex black language system, but because of his tragic language talent, after listening to it for a long time, he could only translate the following information:

The convoy had money in its boxes, six guards, all with weapons, and probably powerful.

The hesitation of the golden knife made the surrounding bandits anxious.

"Big boss, what are you waiting for? Seeing that the village is about to run out of food!" Yang Ermu jumped to his feet.

"Yes, big boss, we can't wait any longer!" Meng Sanshi also looked anxious.

Mao Jindao nodded, slapped his thigh, got up and shouted: "Brothers, follow me to kill him!"

"Good, good!"

"him a big deal!"

"Finally something to eat!"

The bandits were excited, and they raised their weapons and shouted.

Damn! This is a real robbery.

Hearing this, Hao Se was sweating profusely, and hurriedly hid himself in the shadows in two steps, wanting to retreat behind the scenes, but was grabbed by the neck.

"Master Hao, come on, come on, come with us to see the world!"

Meng Sanye's face was full of light, and he dragged Hao Se out without saying anything.

Hauser burst into tears.

Ruined, ruined! Lao Tzu's innocent net worth, who didn't even cheat on the exam, is all ruined!