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We rested for one night in Xixiong Miao Village that day, and Uncle Luo killed a chicken, stewed a pot of thick chicken soup for us, and prepared enough bud rice wine for us. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This can be regarded as a reunion after a long absence, and it is really a thing worth celebrating.

To tell the truth, since the breakup in Lei Gongshan. My mood has never been stable, at first like a mouse hiding in Tibet, working under other people's hands, although people are stupid to me is good, but I am a big man, holding a stomach in the bar to serve tea and pour water, think about it is actually quite sad.

In this way, I was deceived as a fat sheep, and Mannie's woman almost killed me, but fortunately, I was blessed with a great life, and I had a group of friends who had died. This is why he did not hang up in that catastrophe.

Not only did I not hang up, but I also got a blessing in disguise, and I gave birth to Xiaomi'er "peacefully".

The rest of the process was full of twists and turns. Therefore, I must thank these two brothers in front of me for coming to this day.

An old ghost, a yellow fat man.

Drink the wine dry, pour it again, and don't get drunk tonight. That's what I said, but obviously for the three cultivators, this little degree of earth-brewed bud rice wine is really too drunk to get drunk.

Uncle Luo drank a few bowls with us in the stove room at first, and then he was exhausted, and his mother-in-law helped him back to the room to sleep, and the three of us are you come and go, a bowl of salute and a bowl of dry, and the millet next to us surrounds us, sprinkling small feet in circles, but also feel happy.

When Xiaomi'er was tired of running, I brought the poisonous snake pieces prepared by Uncle Luo and fed her after eating. After the little girl fell asleep with the quilt in her arms, we were able to chat with peace of mind.

Today, in addition to Xiaomi'er's awakening, which makes people celebrate, there is another thing, that is, encountering the legendary Black Hand Twin Cities.

In fact, before this, we had some understanding of him, which was mainly due to the repeated narration of my master's Nanhai Sword Demon, but the legend is still a legend in the end, and when this real person saw it, he felt that it was really different, and in that calm smile, there was a convincing power.

The old ghost saw my admiration and asked me, saying that he had not accepted his invitation. Aren't you sorry?

It was a knot in his heart that he felt was getting in the way of my choice.

I laughed and said that if you want to think like this, then you are very wrong, you have forgotten that you and I were once imprisoned in that Quang Nam prison? In the relevant departments, although there is such a mainstay as the Black Hand Twin Cities, I also believe that there must be a scum like Luo Jinlong, if I go into there and see that these turtle grandsons are not able to bring them to justice, I am disgusted to death, but it is not as good as now, drinking big wine, chewing big meat, free and free.

The fat man nodded beside him, and said yes, all roads lead to Rome, and my father told me, saying that you should not enter that bureau even if you are killed, if you have no background, you will rush forward with dirty work and tiredness, and you will not get any credit.

The three of them were wanton, talking freely, and they couldn't help but drink too much wine.

The fat man was slightly drunk, his face was hot, and suddenly he stretched out his hand, grabbed me and the old ghost's arms, and said You two just said a bunch of words of thanks, but I tell the truth, I have lived for more than 20 years, and I am the happiest and most fulfilling during this time, I know what I am working hard for every day, and I feel that I am really living in this world, and I don't have to worry about Lao Tzu doing well all the time and being looked down upon by the old man......

His words caused us to be silent for a while, and after a long time, the old ghost said: "Fatty, your old man actually cares about you, otherwise he wouldn't have taught you this kung fu, and he wouldn't have given you such a good line, but he can't express it." ”

The fat man shook his hand and said no, he was not clumsy in expressing it, but he simply felt that such a cub as me was a shame for him, reminding him of the stain on his life all the time.

I heard him feel emotional, and hurriedly comforted him with kind words, and said a few words before coaxing him.

Just coaxed here, the fat man Huang asked again, saying that this is the matter, what do you think now, share it with your brother.

After saying this, the atmosphere froze at once.

Only then did we remember that the previous goal of bringing everyone together had been achieved, so there was no need for us to be together again, and we all had our own things, and we didn't have to stay like this forever.

After about ten seconds, the old ghost said first: "What about me, because of the two descendants in a row, the concentration of blood has reached a very extreme position, although it has absorbed some fresh blood, but in the end it still coincides a little, in order to prevent blood poisoning and cross-infection, so I will find a hole to sleep in, at least a month or two, and at most half a year before I wake up, so after tomorrow, I will go to find a place." ”

What, the old ghost wants to sleep?

I was a little surprised, but I quickly thought of some allusions I had heard before, and knew that for a special race like the Blood Clan, dormancy was indeed a good way to cultivate.

He ran all the way for Xiaomi'er before, and even almost died when he fought with Elder Qin, the inside of his body must have suffered some injuries, he was trying to persevere for Xiao'er's sake before, and now that everything is over, he must have to hide quickly.

I asked him, if you are dormant, do you want your brothers to stand guard for you or something?

The old ghost smiled and said wool, where I am sleeping, I will definitely find a very secret place, and I will definitely have the ability to protect myself, this is not a wild dinner, what are you guarding?

I nodded and said yes, since that's the case, then it's okay, you go alone, go back and leave a contact information, and call us when you wake up.

Huang Fat asked me, Lao Wang, what about you?

I thought about it for a while, and said that I used to work in a company in the Southern Province, but now people must treat me as a voluntary resignation, and I can't go back; When I was in danger and almost died, I thought, if I have the chance, I want to take Xiao'er home and tell my dad that you have a granddaughter, and I don't know what the expression on my dad's face was like at that time - so I should go home first, and then talk about it later.

Huang Fat Clapped his hands and smiled, and said Lao Wang, your hometown is from Pengcheng, not far from me, since this is the case, we will go back together, and when you settle down, go back to play with me.

I didn't hesitate, I said okay, that's it, after I met my father, I immediately went to you to fight the local tyrants.

Huang Fatzi originally had a lot of sadness about parting, but at this moment it immediately disappeared, no longer sorrowful, but began to drink a lot of wine, the three of them carnival wantonly, the wine was drunk one after another, and after drinking it was gone, he went to steal Uncle Luo's medicinal wine to drink the snake, and finally poured himself down.

When they woke up the next day, the three of them were lazy, sobered up in the yard for a while, and after washing, they came to the outside of Connie's small courtyard.

I was about to say goodbye to Connie, but the girl had a big temper and ignored us at all.

We were bored with ourselves, and we had no choice, so after saying goodbye to a few villagers from Uncle Luo's side, we left.

Out of Mali Mountain, the old ghost parted ways with us, this is not far from his home, and the mountains are numerous, one after another, endless, it is indeed a good place to hide, we left each other's contact information, and then waved goodbye.

Xiaomier didn't know if she listened to what I told her, and when the old ghost left, she pulled his sleeve and was reluctant.

After saying goodbye to the old ghost, we came to the town of Maliba, then took the bus to the nearby train station, and then bought two tickets to the north. The macro looks for the spit sign.

Sitting on the hard seat of the train, I put Xiaomi'er to sleep, looking at the scenery flying by outside the window, and my heart was inexplicably confused, not knowing what I should do.

Talking about this, the fat man said to me: "I heard you say, doesn't your master still have a remnant soul in that bead, I'll turn around, help you inquire, see if there is any way to get his old man out - after all, he died to save us, you can't let him stay there like this, right?" ”

When he said this, I remembered it and said yes, when I go home, I will go to Jingmen again to see if I can see Senior Sister Huang.

All the way north, Huang Fatzi got off the car when he was in Jinling, and when he left, he was reluctant to give up on Xiaomier, kissed and kissed, which made the little guy dislike him, and then repeatedly reminded me that after I was properly placed in my home, I must come to Jinling to find him.

The two waved goodbye, and I drove to Pengcheng, got out of the car, and drove to my hometown.

There were twists and turns along the way, and when we arrived in our county seat, it was already evening, and I didn't call my father, thinking that I could surprise him.

I carried Xiaomi'er on my back and walked on the familiar street, feeling a little excited, and I felt that my feet were windy.

When I was almost home, I suddenly felt that something was wrong, and I didn't think it was until later, when I realized that there were more strangers in my neighborhood.

Although I haven't been home for many years, most of the people in this neighborhood are familiar faces, but there is always something wrong with the people who repair shoes and repair clothes on the street, sell sugar gourds, and people come and go.

Oh no, has someone found my home?

Thinking like this, my heart suddenly tightened, and I remembered the incident of Zhang Wei's family on the shore of Dongting Lake before.