Sure enough, I pushed Lao Jiu hard, and he blinked his eyes, showing a confused look on his face, and asked me: What are you doing?

I was surprised and asked, "Were you sleeping just now?"

"Well, what's wrong. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info what's wrong? Lao Jiu reached out and rubbed his eyes at this moment and asked me.

I was taken aback, standing still not knowing what to say, and after a while, I shook my head and said, "Uh, no...... It's okay.

Lao Jiu turned over and continued to sleep, still staring, looking at the TV in the living room.

I'll go, there are really strange people who don't close their eyes when they sleep, and today is also a long experience.

After waking up, early the next morning, Lao Jiu said that he wanted to go out to buy something. Let me stay alone in the guesthouse and don't move around. Don't run around and wait for him to come back.

And as soon as he went out, he didn't come back until dark, and when he came back, he was carrying a black plastic bag in his hand, and he didn't know what was inside.

"When are we going to Yunzhong Temple?" I asked tentatively.

Lao Jiu sat down on the sofa in the living room and said unhurriedly: Don't worry, wait for me to do something.

When Lao Jiu poured the contents of the black plastic bag on the ground, I was directly stupid, thinking to myself, why is this guy so weird? He actually used the black plastic bag to carry a bag of yellow clay. I'm going to go. No one wants this thing to farm!

Yellow mastic. Generally, when rural people dig wells, especially small wells, they will use equipment to drill under the ground, but the drill bits are drilled into the ground one after another, and the water filled in them is discharged into yellow glue. When I was a child, I used to use yellow clay to make all kinds of villains, but when I grew up, I didn't play much anymore, and the village developed well, and now there is running water, and no one uses the well I dig at home anymore.

But now that I see this yellow mastic again, I really can't figure it out, what else can this thing be for? Lao Jiu went out for a day, and when he came back, he was drenched like a soup chicken, just for this bag of yellow mastic? I couldn't help asking: Lao Jiu, what are you doing today?

Lao Jiu's answer was really crisp.

"I searched for yellow clay for a day, and finally found it."

"You ran out all day just to find a bag of yellow mastic?" My tone was full of doubt, and there was a strange look in the confusion.

Lao Jiu raised his head, looked at me with a half-smile, and asked: Isn't it worth it to find a bag of yellow mastic all day?

I sighed and didn't speak, because a dispute wouldn't solve anything, so I stood beside Lao Jiu and wanted to take a closer look at what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.

Lao Jiu poured the yellow cement directly on the floor tiles in the living room, and then began to undress, directly with a bare back, now it is about to start winter, the weather is very cold, Lao Jiu is bareback, his hands are inserted into the yellow glue, and he keeps stirring, just like dough.

I quickly turned on the air conditioner, so that the room was not so cold, from the back of Lao Jiu, the bowl-sized hole on this guy's belly, it was really shocking, through the bowl-sized hole, you can see the front from the back at a glance, I can't figure out how this guy has no stomach anyway.

Lao Jiu squatted down, and after about twenty minutes, the yellow cement was stirred, and the viscosity was just right, and at this moment he said to me: Brother, help me.

"How can I help?" I asked, sticking my head out.

Lao Jiu said: You pick up these yellow clay, rub them on my stomach, and plug this hole, right now.

Although I don't understand why Lao Jiu did this, I still quickly bent over, picked up the yellow clay with both hands, and slowly wiped it into the hole on Lao Jiu's belly.

Because I often played with mud when I was a child, I can say that I am familiar with the use of yellow clay, and after a while, I filled the hole in the size of the bowl in Lao Jiu's abdomen, no matter from the front or from the back, I can only see a mud block the size of a bowl.

Lao Jiu lowered his head, looked at his abdomen, and after seeing that the hole was perfectly filled, he stretched out his thumb to me and exclaimed: Brother, you can do it with this hand.

I asked: Lao Jiu, what are you doing? When can we go to Yunzhong Temple?

Lao Jiu laughed and said: Don't worry, wait for me for a while.

After speaking, Lao Jiu went directly into the bathroom, because this is a suburban hotel, the luxury is far less than the city, so in the bathroom, there is no heating when taking a bath, but to turn on the bath bomb by yourself, and use the light to keep warm.

Lao Jiu bent back directly, hugged the back of his head with both hands, and then aimed at the strong light of the bath bomb on the hollow in his abdomen, which had just been filled with yellow glue, as if he was enjoying it, sunbathing.

I'm really confused, what is this? A bunch of neurotics.

But then again, the bath bomb does work, about half an hour later, the yellow cement on the hollow of Lao Jiu's abdomen is almost dry, Lao Jiu changed his posture, and then went to dry the yellow cement behind him, and after another half an hour, Lao Jiu waved his hand directly, and said in a vibrating voice: It's done! Let's go, go to Yunzhong Temple now.

Finally waited for this moment, I had already dressed and waited, and Lao Jiu also got dressed, so he took me out of the door.

Outside, it's still raining, but the rain is not heavy, and the two of us took an umbrella in the hotel, to be honest, the umbrella in the hotel, I was also drunk.

This one of mine can be opened, but it can't be closed. Lao Jiu's one could be closed, but when he opened it, he found that the umbrella bones were broken twice, and two places in the entire umbrella cover collapsed, how funny it was.

The two of us glanced at each other, and each saw helplessness in each other's eyes, no way, what kind of hotel has what kind of treatment and enjoyment, it is already a good thing to be able to find an umbrella, anyway, it is good not to be caught in the rain.

We stepped on the suburban road, slowly walked towards the suburbs, and when we walked to the mountain road, Lao Jiu said to me: Brother, follow me tonight. On the brother of the Emperor.

After speaking, he tilted his head and went directly into the deep mountains and old forests, and I hurriedly said: Eh, you haven't been here, do you know the way? Try not to walk the mountain road randomly, in case you fall off the cliff, it will not feel ordinary sour.

Lao Jiu grinned, smiled evilly, and said: Just follow me.

Follow Lao Jiu through the jungle, not to mention, because there is a dense canopy overhead, although the leaves have fallen a lot, but at least the branches are staggered, and it can also block the wind and rain, the road at the beginning is very rugged, very difficult to walk, but after walking for more than ten minutes, the two of us are on a small road.

This road, only more than a foot wide, the whole road is covered with neat grass, just like someone specially planted grass road, because the grass can prevent soil erosion, so stepping on this path, not only does not slip under the feet, but also does not stain a little mud on the shoes, and the speed can be several times faster.

I was curious: Lao Jiu, how do you know this road?

Lao Jiu tilted his head and said with a smile: Mountain people have their own tricks.

It only took about an hour and a half, the two of us arrived directly at the door of the Yunzhong Temple, it can be said that the speed has more than doubled, looking up at the gate of the Yunzhong Temple, I whispered to Lao Jiu: There is a pair of twin ghost Buddhas inside, all of them should have hatched out, one is a black fog man, and the other is a flying birdman, be careful.

Lao Jiu patted his belly and said: Tonight is ready to clean them up, it doesn't matter if they don't come, if they dare to come, hehe, I will let them go and never return, brother, follow me.

Lao Jiu is fierce enough, although he is very thin and tall, and the cheekbones on his face are higher, but there is a little domineering hidden in his figure that seems to be blown away by a gust of wind.

The two of us jumped in directly from the mountain gate, and Lao Jiu took me with me in a familiar car and went straight to the small arch bridge. Because it is still raining at the moment, but the raindrops are not so big, the whole Yunzhong Temple is quiet, I can only hear the sound of the raindrops falling in the distant pool, and when we arrived at the small arch bridge, I squinted and tried to look under the small arch bridge with my night eyes, this look, I was really surprised.

The pair of black babies sitting on the black lotus, one with one hand in his heart, the other with two wings covering his eyes......