The person that the black donkey said is amazing, and according to legend, it is a 'gambling saint'!

You heard it right, this person is a gambling saint, with the double name 'Mo Yu'!

But this person is not dumb, but when he makes a bet, he rarely speaks, and he hates others to talk. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info that's why it got such a nickname. It's called 'Mo Language'.

This old man, a loner, never communicates with people, but he knows the black donkey.

The black donkey was also on the road a long time ago, although it was not very famous, but the people on the road knew a lot. He was also once desperate to beg this old Mo Yu to teach him the ability to live with both hands.

As a result, the old man didn't teach, so he said that this is a point of no return. You're either hurting others, you're hurting yourself. If you want to eat, you have to rely on real skills.

So the black donkey joined the Anti-Japanese Federation and embarked on the right path.

When I was young, Zhao Weiguo and others arrived, which was located in the empty area between Hetaozi Village and Baichengzi.

And Hetaozi Village has long been a matter of things, and some of the villagers of Hetaozi Village died, dying in the altar of the ghost mound. And the rest of the people, Hetaozi Village didn't dare to stay, and followed Zhao Weiguo to Xiaoliuzhuang, and now, they should live in the area of Xiaoliuzhuang and Niu Village, away from the devils.

As a result, there was no one in Hetaozi Village, and Lao Mo Yu's life was not easy.

He didn't farm, he didn't make a living, and he lived by begging. And now that there are no people in the village, this old man has completely lost his livelihood, and he has not even raised the stove, as if there is no one in these three thatched houses.

"Old Mo? Old Mo? ”

The black donkey pushed open the crooked fence gate and entered the dilapidated courtyard.

The fence near the house could drill into an old cow, and the artemisia grass on the roof was also missing half of it, and there was no cooking smoke, so that the black donkey seemed to feel that the old Mo was no longer there.

"Who?"

The lazy voice was so hoarse that it was impossible to tell whether this person was alive or dead, but from the crooked wooden door, an old man in a cotton jacket squeezed out.

The old man looks to be between fifty and sixty years old. His hair had long since turned gray and hung down like weeds. The old man had a beard, and his beard was also gray, covering most of his face.

He was wearing a torn padded jacket with patches on it, all of which were covered with oil.

A pair of old cotton pants that look pretty good, with only a dozen patches! Wearing a pair of torn cotton shoes, also with patches.

Anyway, you can only see the word 'embarrassment'.

"Who is this?"

Mo Yu's eyes narrowed into a slit, listening to the voice of an acquaintance, but looking like a devil.

Mo Yu has seen devils, and he also knows how powerful these beasts are, if one of them is not right, they will kill the Chinese mercilessly. So the old man took a small step back and touched the latch next to the door.

"Old Mo, it's me! I'm a black donkey, huh? You old fellow, but you scared me to death, and you didn't make a fire or anything? ”

The black donkey took off his hat and revealed a bald head, but Lao Mo recognized it.

"It's a black donkey? I said you kid, if someone doesn't do it, how can you be a dog? ”

There is nothing good about Mo Yu. Don't look at him living in poverty, but he has ambition in his bones and looks down on those traitors, so when he saw that the black donkey was wearing Japanese clothes, he didn't even mean to let him go into the house, he was afraid of dirtying the land in his house.

"Huh! Captain, do you see that? This consciousness is quite high,......"

The black donkey joked, and Zhao Weiguo also chuckled: "Old man, we are not traitors!" We are Chinese, we are anti-Japanese alliances, and we are here to discuss something with you! ”

"What? Anti-union? ”

Mo Yu seemed to be in disbelief, and continued to squint his eyes and look in the direction where Zhao Weiguo came.

"That's right, this is our captain, Zhao Weiguo,......"

"What? Zhao Weiguo? Is that Zhao Weiguo who beat the little devil and called his father and mother? ”

Before the black donkey could finish speaking, Mo Yu pounced and grabbed Zhao Weiguo's shoulder, looking at it vigorously.

"Not like that? I heard from them that Zhao Weiguo gave birth to three heads and six arms, bluffing! This small body is too thin,......"

As a result, Mo Yu hasn't taken a fancy to Zhao Weiguo yet, you said that Zhao Weiguo was laughing! can only add: "Old man, I am Zhao Weiguo, I didn't have any three heads and six arms!" How? Don't let us in and sit? ”

Zhao Weiguo also planted the hat. Mo Yu looked at it carefully, and felt that people would not deceive him for no reason, so he let Zhao Weiguo into the house. And as soon as I entered the house, I saw that the room was really miserable. In addition to straw, even straw, there is no place to put your feet, which reminds Zhao Weiguo that the two dogs are here.

"Huh! Let Captain Zhao smile, people are old, and they don't want to clean up, let's mix! ”

Mo Yu smiled helplessly, giving people the feeling that he looked like an honest farmer.

"Old man, this bastard can't do it! I think so, when this task is completed, I will take you back to Xiaoliuzhuang, to get there, there is nothing else, there is a hot house, and there are big eye sockets, what do you think? ”

"Is that a good feeling? ……”

Mo Yu said half of the words, but shook his head again, and then said: "I can't go, I can't go and make trouble for you, I'm old!" I can't do anything, I have to let you resist the United Nations, this can't be done, it's not ,......"

Mo Yu smacked his lips, but Zhao Weiguo smiled.

"Old man, do you know why we have to fight with the devil to the end? For ordinary people like you, we fight devils just so that everyone can live a better life! And we can't let people like you have nothing to support in their old age. You've been suffering all your life, and you deserve to be blessed. You can rest assured, as long as there is a bite to eat from our Anti-Union, there will be a bite for you! ”

Zhao Weiguo's words were so old that he couldn't speak for a while, grabbed Zhao Weiguo's hand, and two lines of old tears fell.

"Good! What a good team for the people! …… I, I'm ,......"

Old Mo Yu choked up again, and knelt in front of Zhao Weiguo with a puff.

Zhao Weiguo didn't think of this scene at all, he could only think of one thing, he Zhao Weiguo owed too much to the people, and didn't let everyone live a good life, that is, he Zhao Weiguo didn't do enough, and he should kneel, it should be him Zhao Weiguo.

Zhao Weiguo helped Lao Mo Yu up, and tears broke out of the corners of his eyes.

"Old man, it's my job that I didn't do well! Makes you suffer, but now? But we want to save more Chinese people from the sea of suffering, and we need your old help? ”

"I didn't say it, as long as my old man can do it, even if it is on the knife mountain and the oil pot, I will not hesitate! ......" (To be continued.) )