"Little brother, do you want a plate?"

The fat man wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, his eyes fell on the sister-in-law opposite, and he couldn't help but disdain in his heart: Cut, take the child out to sell the plate, it's really dedicated.

"One woman fighting four men, absolutely strong enough - still in Chinese." ”

This last sentence was very timely, pulling back the fat man's step, as if he knew that he was a more patriotic person.

Seeing that the fat guy's sloppy gaze began to focus quickly, the empathetic sister-in-law hurriedly pulled out a disc and handed it over.

Khan, it's a trick. When the eldest sister-in-law lifted her clothes, the fat man's more focused eyes doubled in size, and his waist was full of discs. This ability, selling CDs is a bit condescending.

Glancing around, the fat man grabbed the disc with the smell of body temperature and sweat with lightning speed, his eyes glanced at it hurriedly, and his heart was determined, and he put the disc in his pocket.

If nothing else, holding a child on a hot day, and fighting guerrilla warfare with the chengguan, is it easy, sponsor ten yuan......

After wasting a whole day of energy and sweat in the talent market, the fat man dragged his already heavy thighs back to his accommodation.

A bed occupies more than half of the room, and the fat man directly threw his two-hundred-pound body on it, and the wooden bed let out a **** moan, which sounded extremely ecstatic.

"Huang Liang, room rate. The moans finally attracted the landlord's aunt.

"It's only the 29th today, so let's hand it in tomorrow. The fat man Huang Liang struggled to sit up from the bed, and the fat face tried to squeeze out a sincere smile, but it was more ugly than crying.

It was easy to coax the landlord and aunt away, Huang Liang searched out all his net worth, and got together for exactly two hundred and forty yuan, which was enough to pay half a month's rent.

Although the fat man has always been open-minded and at ease with what happens—of course, in the eyes of the landlord, he has no ambitions and steals peace—but this time he also knows that he is finally at the end of his rope.

With no job, no car, no house, and no wife, the "four nos" young people in the new era flashed with indignation in their eyes, resolutely bent down, pulled out a box from under the bed, and took out the only three bags of instant noodles.

Sweating profusely to fill his stomach, Huang Liang burped contentedly—fat people are indeed more easily satisfied—and then took out a woman and four men from his pocket.

Boot up the grandfather's computer, stuff the disc into the optical drive, and the fat man puts on the headset and starts to enjoy the blockbuster.

"It's really Chinese!" the fat man roared, his spirit even more uplifted.

"Monkey King, you stole the moonlight treasure box from the Zixia Fairy......" Looking at the white-clothed Guanyin Master in the picture, the fat man's head was a little short-circuited: Why is it so familiar.

It wasn't until the chirping Tang Seng appeared that the fat man finally came to his senses and "leaned" on it with Sun Wukong played by Xing Ye in the picture.

Journey to the West, buy a pirated moonlight treasure box for ten yuan, the fat man was silent and had tears in his eyes, and the sound of mosquitoes sounded in his ears: "Wukong, I told you not to throw things, what to do if you hit the children; even if you can't hit the children, it's not good to hit those flowers and plants......"

He couldn't figure out how Journey to the West could be connected with "one woman fighting four men".

The small universe completely exploded, Huang Liang clenched his fleshy fist and smashed it towards the monitor: "Moonlight Treasure Box, to hell with it!"

It's very weird, there is a circle of ripples on the monitor, and then the fire is completely extinguished. The fat man's hand suddenly sank, and a rectangular wooden box appeared in front of him.

The box is a foot long and half a foot wide, a bit like an old-fashioned toolbox, and there are four quaint seal characters shining on it - the Moonlight Treasure Box.

The fat man rummaged through the box and studied it for a long time, and finally determined a problem: even if the monitor was smashed, there would be absolutely no hiding in it.

The Moonlight Treasure Box can freely travel through time and space, which is now developed. The fat man usually reads YY novels, and he firmly believes that all this is true.

"The bleak life is about to be rewritten, and the legend is about to be played out soon. The fat man kept spinning in circles, and he had already made up his mind: he had to give it a try.

This is not risky, no matter what era you travel to, it is estimated that it cannot be worse than now, and the fat man has the bottom in his heart.

Half an hour later, finally looking forward to the smiling face of the moon, the fat man slipped out of the room like a thief with a wooden box in his hand. Found a secluded place, the fat man knelt on the ground reverently, the quiet moonlight shining on the wooden box, everything seemed so real.

Resolutely opened the wooden box, and the fat man yelled: "Jackfruit——"

"Mom, I'm going to eat jackfruit. A sweet child's voice came, and the fat man secretly sweated: the spell was mispronounced, and the child regarded it as a stall.

Trying to recall it, the fat man's solemn and deep voice sounded again, "Prajna Prajna!"

The moonlight around him suddenly went crazy, frantically converging on the wooden box in the fat man's hand, and the fat man who had been ordinary for twenty-eight years became extremely sacred at this moment.

At the moment when the white light faded, a smooth little hand grabbed the fat man's arm: "Uncle, I want to buy jackfruit." ”

Subsequently, the two figures, one large and one small, were swept away by the white light and completely disappeared.

The fat man ignored the stinging pain in his buttocks, and got up from the grass excitedly, and succeeded, because there was no neon sign of tall buildings around him.

Before he could take a closer look at the surrounding scenery, a dark shadow fell from the sky and smashed the fat man to the ground again.

By the bright moonlight, looking at the little girl in the princess dress in his arms and the bow tied on her head, the fat man was dumbfounded: This is the little angel who led me?

The little girl turned her big black bean-like eyes twice, aimed her white and tender fingers at the fat man, grinned, and cried: "Uncle Strange-"

The fat man was sweating wildly, and he vaguely recalled that when he recited the mantra, it seemed that there were children who wanted to buy jackfruit, wouldn't it be to travel through time and space with him?

Because of the fat, so the fat man has always been more childlike, often can get the child's good person card, like today, pointing at the nose to be called a strange uncle, it is really the first time.

Try to squeeze kindness on your face: "Little sister, I'm not blaming my uncle. ”

But the child's vigilance was obviously beyond the fat man's expectations, and he jumped up from the fat man deftly, and ran away: "I want to go home, Kiki wants to find his mother-"

The fat man didn't dare to slack off, and got up and chased after him. It's dark in the middle of the night, and I don't know where it is, and the fat man doesn't dare to ask her to run around.

A few minutes later, the fat man grabbed the little Lori, who was already sweating like rain, and sat on the ground, snorting and panting: "Little sister, look at my body, can I be a strange uncle?"

But in the little girl's mind, Uncle Blame doesn't distinguish between fat and thin: "Qiqi doesn't care, Qiqi wants to go home-woo-woo-"

The fat man was at a loss for crying by her, his head was white and sweaty, and he suddenly saw the wooden box in his hand, and immediately had an idea: "Your name is Qiqi, don't cry, uncle will send you back." ”

The crying stopped, and Kiki's big furry eyes were still sparkling with tears in the moonlight: this strange uncle was a little different from what his mother said.

Commanding little Lori to hold his arm, the fat man began to chant the mantra again: "Prajna is like a secret." ”

There was no reaction at all, and the moonlight around him was still pouring like water.

The fat man's voice was almost hoarse, and the moonlight treasure box still didn't react at all, but little Lori finally reacted, and she once again cast a finger Zen: "You-deceive." ”

The fat man threw the wooden box on the ground in frustration: "Damn, I regret this broken place, and I can't go back if I come." ”

Then he picked up the wooden box and threw it into the distance, and the legendary moonlight treasure box drew a wonderful arc in the air, flying out more than ten meters, making a pop, and seemed to fall into the water.

Probably because of the fat man's anger, Qiqi's crying finally stopped, and she looked at the fat man pitifully: "Uncle Strange, I'm thirsty." ”

"I'm not blaming my uncle!" the fat man roared, little Lori was really troublesome. However, he also felt that his cavity was on fire, probably because he had run too hard just now, and the fat man had never participated in much exercise.

Stood up and walked over to the place where the wooden box was thrown, because it seemed that I had just heard the movement of falling water. Kiki looked around, but followed.

A stone well appeared in front of the fat man's eyes, the water was so high that it was the same as the edge of the well, and the disc-like moon was reflected on it, as bright as the one in the sky.

The wooden box was really floating on the water, like a small wooden boat. The fat man bent down with difficulty, scooped half of the well water with a wooden box, put it under his nose and smelled it, there was no strange smell, so he drank two sips first, it was very sweet, and the fire in his cavity disappeared.

Handing the wooden box to Qiqi, the fat man sat on the stone platform by the well, and began to be in a daze, and there was a faint trace of inexplicable fear in his heart.

"Uncle, I'm sleepy. The Sandman drove away the fear from the little girl's heart, and she snuggled into the arms of her strange uncle and fell asleep, with two glittering tears hanging from her eyes.

"Can't sleep. Although the fat man reminded himself not to sleep in this strange place, his eyelids were extremely heavy, and he soon fell into a deep sleep.

A faint white light emanated from the two people, one large and one small, like a white mist shrouding their bodies that were dependent on each other, showing a bit of weirdness, and the ancient well, like them, scattered a white pillar of light.

It's just that the fat man has slept like a dead pig and doesn't know anything about the changes around him.