Chapter 125: The Song of the Thatched House Broken by the Autumn Wind (2)
"His grandmother's, public toilets? one or two, come when you want, leave when you want!"
Sun Suhe's words were annoyed. Unexpectedly, the little old man with a sad face was even more angry, he put his hands behind his back and turned his face like a child, "You post-born boy, how can you scold people, and dare to be angry with grandpa, if it wasn't for grandpa, I saved you, you would have died a long time ago." How can you talk to grandpa like that?"
He turned to Alice with his mouth curled, "And you woman, too." β
Alice was surprised and delighted to have this level of self-awareness, she had the heart to try how high this person's intelligence was, so she deliberately sank her face and sneered at each other: "Ha, who is a woman, I am your grandfather." β
The little old man looked at Alice suspiciously, looked at it for a while, and suddenly shook his head seriously, and said seriously: "You lie, you are not my grandfather." I'm grandpa. β
"Who are you saying I'm a liar, are you human?" asked Alice at once. What she said seemed to be a boring raise, but in fact it involved a rather serious question of self-awareness, and she wanted to see how this "grandfather" knew herself, was it poetry, was it human, or what?
"I'm ......" the little old man thought for a puzzled look, and his neck stiffened, "I'm grandpa!"
Sun Suhe looked dumbfounded, although this grandfather opened his mouth and closed his grandfather, he actually looked like a child who pretended to be old. His consciousness and spirituality are definitely not low, but he does not have the intrigue of intrigue, but is naΓ―ve. It's just that I don't know how his consciousness was formed, and where he learned the language and other knowledge, which is really mysterious.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been angry. Thank you for saving me. Thanks to you, you're amazing, thank you so much, thank you so much. Sun Suhe smiled and put on his top hat for him, although it sounded fake, but the other party nodded again and again.
Sun Suhe thought for a while, "However, grandpa can't scream indiscriminately, since you are relying on the consciousness generated by "The Song of the Thatched House Broken by the Autumn Wind", then I will call you Brother Mao." β
"Brother Mao, Brother Mao......" The little old man muttered to himself several times, and couldn't help but smile, "Yes, yes, grandpa, I will be called Brother Mao in the future." No, brother, I will be called Brother Mao in the future. β
As soon as he said this, the whole person actually underwent a radical change, and in the blink of an eye, he changed from a thin old man with a sad face to a young man with a clear appearance.
"What's going on?" asked Sun Suhe in surprise.
Alice looked at Brother Mao with bright eyes, and casually explained to Sun Suhe: "I guess it's because of the name." Didn't I tell you before, names are very important. This is not only an important part of self-knowledge, but also involves many unspeakable mysteries in magic. And because this is your mental space, the effect is particularly obvious. β
Brother Mao shook his head and took over the conversation and said: "That's it, you really don't understand this young boy, and Confucius also said, "It must be justified." "Hey, young people are young people, no. β
Alice said, "How do you know that Confucius said this?"
Brother Mao never seemed to have thought about this question, was stunned for a moment, and then said triumphantly: "I don't know how I knew this." Born to know. Maybe my brother and I are geniuses. Zi said: I am not born to know. Brother, I said, "I am the one who was born to know." β
"Alas, Brother Mao, you are really a genius! I admire you so much. Alice applauded exaggeratedly, and was so happy that Brother Mao danced and was like a fairy.
Alice saw that the relationship was almost stretched, so she changed the conversation and asked, "Brother Mao, when did you realize your existence, or what is the earliest scene in your memory?"
"What else can it be, it's okay if you don't say it, I'll get angry when I say it. Brother, I've been staying in that hellish place since I realized it, and I can only watch people fight every day. Brother Mao said indignantly: "A madman, a fool. By the way, there was also a chanting at the beginning. However, the chanting of the scriptures ran out of oil early and the lamp dried up, but the remaining two always had people to add firewood and fire, and the more they fought, the more energetic they became. I'm really annoyed with my brother. β
Sun Suhe and Alice glanced at each other, and guessed: The so-called madman probably refers to resentment. And the fool should refer to "The Journey of Heroes"? It seems that not all poetic talents have self-awareness and intelligence. As for those who recite the scriptures, I don't know what they mean.
Brother Mao looked like he hated iron but not steel, "Those who recite the scriptures are those who recite the scriptures." I don't understand this, stupid! stupid! stupid!"
"Brother Mao, little brother, why do I have such a great honor to let your old man deign to me? Are you going to live for a long time, or when are you going to move?" Sun Suhe asked the question he was most concerned about.
"Well, my brother felt your heart at that time, and you actually have a little heart for others in your later life, although I think you are a fool. Brother Mao seemed to be a little shy, and said reluctantly: "But your intentions make me instinctively have a good impression of you." β
"That's it?"
"Of course not. I'm talking nonsense. Brother Mao suddenly said loudly: "If you don't choose, who else can you choose, that fierce woman scared me to death, and if it fell into her hands, it would definitely erase my meaning directly." The remaining two old men were sick and sick, and they didn't know if they could get out alive. And you, a woman, you know at a glance that it's not a fuel-efficient lamp, it's also powerful, brother, I'm not so stupid to fall into your hands. β
Alice smiled narrowly, her eyes narrowed like a fox, "You have a point, but you're not shy, are you?"
"Ah, you woman," Brother Mao's eyes widened, "it's not good to talk nonsense." β
Sun Su glanced at Alice and asked Brother Mao, "What are your old man's plans next, and how long are you going to live with me?"
"Stay until you die, of course. Unless you can one day practice to the state of "doing what you want", I won't be able to go either. But don't do it, in case you cultivate to that realm, you have some bad intentions, and you erase my brother's consciousness, then it's not fun. β
Brother Mao counted his fingers seriously, "Don't worry." Brother, I didn't expect much from you, and even if I practiced for another hundred years, it would be useless to look at you. My brother will wait for you to die, and it's just time for my brother to take a nap anyway. It's best if you find a good place with beautiful mountains and rivers before you die, or find a strong and kind-hearted person, then it won't be in vain brother, I will save your life. β
Sun Suhe scratched the back of his head, and for some reason he felt a little embarrassed, "Brother Mao, what you say is really hurtful." β
"But Brother Mao, you are so powerful, if I encounter danger in the future, you will have to cover me. Can you lend me those miraculous skills, and you can pay the rent. Sun Suhe smiled, revealing a profiteer's face.
", brother, I'm not interested in you. Finally, I don't have to deal with crazy people and fools, brother, I have to sleep well. Brother Mao said that his body turned from solid to void, and disappeared all of a sudden.
Sun Suhe asked helplessly: "What kind of name is this? It's all poetic talent, I think the old man can use it when he gets it, it's a mess." How could I be such a person? Can I use his power?"
Alice replied, "Unless you practice well enough in the future, it will only depend on his mood." β
"Eh, wait a minute," Sun Suhe suddenly thought of an extremely serious question, "You said he was here, can you know what I think in my heart?"
"What are you doing? Gentleman, what should you not say to anyone? You're not thinking of something strange, are you......?
"I said seriously, don't fool me. β
"This is your mental space, of course your territory is up to you. If you want to show him, he can see it, and if you don't want to show him, he will naturally not know anything. However, with your current weak chicken-like control ability, it is inevitable that some emotions will leak to him. Alice smiled lewdly, "If you're feeling shy, don't slow motion with your left hand and right hand lately." β
"Idiot,,......"