Wang Ergou was relieved when he left the village, believing that his family had the same idea. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info He thinks that maybe after leaving, relatives will have to celebrate.

Mom and Dad should be happy: the family is not rich, the big dog has not yet married and had children, and then there is a second dog, and my old couple is not tired to death.

The big dog should rejoice: the family is not rich in the first place, I haven't married a daughter-in-law yet, and I have a younger brother who is more handsome than me, so won't I be a bachelor for the rest of my life?

From the moment he entered Changqing Tower, he cut off contact with the world, devoted himself to cutting meat and focusing on carving, and did not ask about the world. He never went home to visit his relatives, and his relatives never visited him in the future, even the seventh uncle and grandfather who sent him into Changqing Tower never showed up after completing the task.

Paradise, no need for good wine, good food, and beautiful women. This cabin full of urine is the paradise of Wang Ergou.

Because, for the first time, Wang Ergou realized that life could still be so comfortable.

There is no busyness at work, no pressure from relatives, no noise from Yang Dao and Xu Tiande, and there is no need to even think about life problems such as clothing, food, housing and transportation.

Before getting off the boat, you don't have to worry about anything - some things, such as the happy life and death of the ram, are not too late to think about it when you arrive in Yangzhou.

That's what his mind thinks, but his heart is restless. In the five days, the ram was happy, the gray-robed man, Sun Youcai, Zhuang Qiao, the Qinglong Gang, and the invitation to the moon in heaven and earth...... All the people he met in the past half a month, everything that happened, scenes flashed in front of his eyes frequently, and he sometimes had a flash of inspiration, but he could never grasp that shining point.

But he noticed a man, a young man in his twenties huddled in the corner opposite the cabin. When Wang Ergou got on the boat, the man was already cowering in the corner. If he hadn't changed his sitting position every day, Wang Ergou might have thought that he was already dead.

His face was red and purple, and his eye sockets were so swollen that people couldn't see his eyes. The clothes were dirty and torn, and compared to him, the group of beggars who followed Yang Tuo every day were all decently dressed.

Like Wang Ergou, he also sat in the cabin for five days without moving a place. He would keep his head in his knees most of the time, and only when the ship was docked would he sit up straight, prick up his ears, listen to the captain shout where the ship was, and then fall asleep again.

If you're well, it's a sunny day, and if you're okay, you're heaven. Maybe he's thinking of this cabin as heaven.

"Friend, have you heard of Mingzun?"

For the first time in five days, someone talked to Wang Ergou.

He opened his eyes and saw a middle-aged man sitting next to him, with pointy-eared monkey cheeks and a face as dark and thin as a refugee, just a pair of round eyes staring eagerly at his face. This person had not seen it before, and it should be a boat on Xuyi.

Wang Ergou ignored him and closed his eyes again.

"Friend, I see that your Yin Tang is blue and black, this is the appearance of deep sin, it just so happens that our Mingzun can save you!"

Wang Ergou didn't speak, but made a "roll" mouth. He didn't open his eyes when he heard the laughter of a group of people in the cabin. Obviously, a lot of people were watching.

"Friend......" this person never leaves, "Mingzun is an all-powerful god, if you believe in Mingzun, you will gain eternal life in the fire." ”

Wang Ergou opened his eyes again: "I have killed thousands of pigs, and my sins are enough to go to hell dozens of times." Last year, a monk told me that if I kill 100 pigs, I will be killed by pigs 100 times in the next life, and if I kill 1,000 pigs, I will have to be killed by pigs 1,000 times in the future. He advised me to stop, otherwise the Buddha and Bodhisattva would not be able to save me. Excuse me, the Buddha of the West can't save me, how can your Mingzun save me?"

The man's face became solemn: "Yes." If you believe, you will be saved. ”

"But the problem is, if I don't kill, someone will always kill, and instead of letting others be killed by pigs in the next life, I should kill them for others, so that others can suffer less guilt - I don't go to hell, who goes to hell, I don't get killed by pigs, who is killed by pigs, you say, I sacrifice myself to fulfill others, both killing pigs and saving people, then what should this debt be calculated?"

The man's eyes rolled, he thought for a moment, and then said: "No matter how big your sins are, Mingzun can save you! Our Mingzun and the Buddha in the West, the Jade Emperor in the East, the Dragon King at the bottom of the sea, and the Yama in the underworld often eat and chat together, and they have already become good friends.

Wang Ergou saw that he had a serious look, and it didn't look like a joke.

"How do you know?"

"I'm sure I know!" he patted his chest, "I'm the messenger of Mingzun, and sometimes the old man Mingzun attends meetings, and I'm also by my side." ”

Wang Ergou laughed in his heart: "It turns out that your gods just go around every day to save games, improve the relationship between gods everywhere, and always rely on some people to trick themselves and sell them, in my opinion, they don't have any real skills." ”

"You don't believe in Mingzun, do you know why I came to you?"

"Did you save the gods of the game that asked you to come?"

"By the way, it can be seen that you still have some understanding...... No, it's not the god of accumulation, it's the almighty Mingzun!"

"Does he want to eat pork? Or do he want to see watermelon carvings?"

The man smiled secretly: "Mingzun asked me to give you a message." ”

"What kind of fart does Mingzun want you to make?"

The old man said......" There was a hint of cunning in his eyes, as if he hadn't heard Wang Ergou's malice: "The lost ram, only he can save it." ”

Wang Ergou was shocked.

He is not an easy person to show emotions, his body does not want to shake, but the ship is shaking.

The captain shouted, "It's a big ship, it's a big ship...... Hey, the king spares his life!"

There was a cacophony of screams, weeping, begging for mercy and praying on the board, and the people in the cabin were running around as if the merchant ship was about to sink.

But not a drop of water went into the boat.

There were only three people in the cabin, who seemed to have been wedged into the board by nails, sitting motionless—Wang Ergou, a middle-aged thin monkey who claimed to be the messenger of Mingzun, and the ragged young man in the corner diagonally opposite Wang Ergou.

Someone in Chuanbanshan shouted: We are just here to catch a thief, it has nothing to do with others, we will leave after catching it, everyone cooperates!

Another person answered: Big brother, aren't we thieves?

The third person said: Net fart, now we are doing a serious errand, and we are getting the cleanest labor remuneration.