"Whoosh! Sou! ”

A huge rat suddenly appeared, kicking the ground with its front legs and its hind legs high, similar to a state of sudden braking.

The hard bristles on the back of the rat actually flew out, just like when a truck full of bamboo poles came to an emergency stop, five or six bamboo poles shot forward from the roof of the car!

The fat man dodged in a panic, and his movements were actually very sluggish, as if he was walking in water. There were two long stiff hairs that shot into the fat man's left arm and left leg respectively, and it hurt his heart. The fat man was so angry that he gritted his teeth and rushed forward and kicked him hard!

"Bang!" The huge mouse was not kicked away, but was kicked out, and the blood mist rained all over the fat man's body, and the rat's body and internal organs were sprinkled all over the ground, which was very disgusting and terrifying.

it! What the hell is this?!

That mouse, or more appropriately with that mouse, is bigger than a cat, smaller than a dog, and can shoot hard hair?!

The fat man gritted his teeth and pulled out the two stiff hairs that were stuck in his arms and legs. There was blood pouring out, and it hurt to the heart.

Sure enough, it was stiff, dark brown, thicker than a toothpick, and thinner than chopsticks. The epidermis is as hard as a fingernail, and it is very tough when folded. The tip is sharp, and the tail is bloodshot and disgusting, like raw chicken and duck feathers, or the tail needle of a bee.

What the hell is this place?

The fat man looked around hesitantly, the green mist was full of substance, and the distance as far as his eyes could reach was about seven or eight meters. In the distance, it was so white that you couldn't see anything. The same goes for looking up at the sky.

There are sparse weeds growing on the ground, and it seems that they are also a variety that they have never seen before. The ground is hard, similar to frozen soil, with hoarfrost.

The fat man felt cold all over his body, which was also a very strange feeling. Although this year, the fat man is a sweatshirt vest, plus a jacket, and pants are a pair of sweatpants or slacks.

Hungry and "cooing", the fat man decided to explore. Anyway, the surroundings were the same, so I chose a random direction and took a slow step.

Sluggish and dignified, this is also a very strange feeling, as if gravity has increased several times - don't ask me where this metaphor comes from - the reaction of the hands and feet is clearly unable to keep up with the instructions of the brain, and the fat man needs to adapt well.

"Bang! Cha! ”

Walking slowly, the fat man's eyes widened to prevent one or two mice from suddenly rushing out of the green mist, and the cats and dogs were even more terrifying, and they were too big!

It's strange to say, when the fat man walks forward, the green fog automatically moves away, or because the near is down, and the distance is thick.

This green mist can be seen and touched, and it spreads seven or eight meters away. The fat man is like a spotlight, shining on a circular area with a radius of seven or eight meters.

How did I end up here?

This green mist is a little familiar, just like the scene seen in the dantian when looking inside. It's just that there are no seeds in it, and it's me?

There is nothing unusual in the surroundings, cold and quiet. The fat man stood still and closed his eyes, and the state of inner vision still appeared, but at this time there was a green mist in his stomach - there were no seeds!

It can't be a dream, right?

Well, you don't need to pinch it, the wounds on your arms and legs are still painful, but fortunately, they will soon scab over, and the wound is quite large and has very little blood, which is also weird.

"Ahh

The fat man suddenly received another blow on the arm. But this time he was much calmer, and rushed up and kicked two big rats in a row.

Damn, did this fall into the rat's nest?

The giant rats of Wuyang and Wuyang surrounded him, and their grape-sized eyes flashed with a fierce blue light. There are those who run, there are those who brake sharply, and the fat man is in the vast sea of rats, and the rat hair shoots like a rain of arrows in the sky!

"Whoosh! Sou! Sou! The fat man was suddenly covered with stiff hairs, and his body was torn apart in sharp pain!

The fat man's last consciousness is, do rats also eat people? Lao Tzu is also full of hard hairs, his own people don't eat it, ah no, his own rats don't eat his own rats......

"Fat uncle! Fat uncle! ”

The door was slammed, and a shout came in, "Dead fat uncle!" Bad Fat Uncle! Early in the morning, what's your name? I don't let people sleep! ”

The fat man opened his eyes sweating profusely. Emma, Little Flower? It's Xiao Duo, my niece's daughter!

"Alright, alright!" The fat man's voice replied indistinctly.

Xiao Duo muttered and left. The fat man wanted to sit up, but he felt stiff, his bones were numb, and the pain was unbearable, so he had to breathe heavily.

I finally raised my hand and touched it, ah, there was no wound! It was a big rat with hard hairs just now, this is really a nightmare? Why does it hurt so really?

The fat man closed his eyes and looked inward, the green mist seemed to be thicker, and the seeds were more rounded, of course, or it was still an illusion, and there was no reference.

Wrong! Is there a fine stripe at the top of the seed?

This is definitely not a delusion! Although the lines are very subtle, they are clearly visible, and they must have never been seen before! It's like a chestnut that has been fried and then stretched out?

It won't be broken, will it? The fat man was shocked.

Fortunately, the breath of life is still strong, even more vigorous than before, and of course this is still a feeling.

The feeling of weakness that coexisted with stiffness and limp finally disappeared, but my whole body was still wet and sticky. The fat man got up and got out of bed and went into the bathroom to take a cool shower. I took a closer look at it during the scrubbing, and sure enough, there was no wound, and the skin was unusually delicate and oily.

Uh, that's the big girl's skin, right? Hehe, Lang Yuan's skin is very good!

The fat man rubbed his face vigorously, his face was large and malleable, and he could squeeze it into various shapes, whether it was bread, steamed buns, or cakes - he was hungry......

"Fat uncle, it's morning!"

The fat man went downstairs and walked into the kitchen, where Ma Xiaolan was cutting pickles. A large pot of millet porridge has been boiled, and a dozen or so eggs have been boiled. The steamed buns were bought more last night, and they are also hot. A big bundle of fritters was just bought.

"Xiaolan is early! Don't work so hard! The fat man grabbed two fritters and stuffed them into his mouth as if slowly.

"Hehe, such a little work, it's not hard!" Ma Xiaolan smiled, poured the shredded pickles with soy sauce, vinegar and sesame oil, divided half of them and put them on a plate, and served them to the fat man.

Well, the pickled shredded radish, shredded green pepper, shredded shallots and minced coriander are blended together, and the color and taste are very attractive. This little girl is a good hand, she can turn decay into magic!

If you have to throw it away, if you put it at Bai Qiang's place, you can cut a pickled radish for one person, and one piece is enough. You say this is the quality of life.

"Is Little Stone up? Today's sixty-two mid-term and final exams, let him also take it, weigh it first! The fat man stuffed all kinds of food in his mouth, and he didn't delay speaking.

"Oh, I'll call him!" Ma Xiaolan hurriedly untied her apron and ran back to the next door with a smoke.

After a while, Ma Xiaoshi came over sleepily, and when he saw the fat man eating with his head buried in his head, he was immediately full of excitement, completely awake, and wanted to retreat when he was sober, but was cruelly blocked by his sister Ma Xiaolan.

"Fat Uncle is early!" Ma Xiaoshi tried very hard to squeeze out a smile, although it was more ugly than crying.

"Koishi Zao! Today you go to take the exam, this exam is the base, it doesn't matter if it's good or bad, as long as you get the actual level. The fat man's face was serious, as if he didn't see Ma Xiaoshi's crying than laughing.

"Yes, Fat Uncle." Ma Xiaoshi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"However, you have to do well in the next exam, and you will move up ten places at a time until you are in the top ten of your class. If your grades slip any time, then don't go to school, it's very useful to learn kung fu from Uncle Fat. After the fat man finished speaking, he lowered his head and drank porridge, what if he laughed again?

"Yes, fat uncle......" Ma Xiaoshi will definitely not laugh.