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But it was said that Lao Jin got up early that day, and walked alone on the small mountain road with a hoe on his shoulder. In a few moments he went into his field of duty, put down his hoe, sat down on the hoe, took out a cigarette, and smoked it freely.

In the grass beside him, at this moment, for some reason, there was a loud noise, as if a strong wind was blowing. However, at this time, on that mountain, there was no wind, how could there be such a loud noise in the grass?

"Could it be that a beast?" Thinking so, Lao Jin stood up, threw away the cigarette in his hand, and slowly walked towards the place where the noise was made.

"Alright, there's wild boar to eat in the evening." Old Phnom thought to himself as he walked there.

After thinking about it for a while, he didn't dare to go, and had to think of a good way, otherwise, it would be a pity to accidentally lose the game. So he sat down, sat down on the edge of the mess, and took out a cigarette from his broken pocket, and smoked it with a click, thinking of ideas as he smoked.

In the midst of that messy grass, what thing was still beating the grass uncontrollably, and making such a loud noise, that Lao Jin could not help but be ecstatic, and thought to himself, if he went down with a hoe and killed the wild boar, not only could he eat a good meal, but he could also sell it at the market for some money.

But if you lose it, isn't it terrible, like losing your own life?

So he didn't dare to mess around, so he sat there, smoking and thinking about how he could kill the beast at once.

Old Phnom Penh thought this and kept smoking, but for some reason he coughed softly, so he scared the two things away, and suddenly jumped out of the grass and ran away like the wind.

To Lao Jin's surprise, it was not a beast, but two people. A man, strong and as strong as an ox, could almost carry the mountain under his feet. Lao Jin saw quite clearly that the man was Yongzi. The other woman ran in the dawn with her long hair scattered, and after a while she went down the hill and went somewhere.

That woman was Xiang.

When Lao Jin saw this, he was in no mood to hoe the ground, because he was in a bad mood. People say that if they see this thing on the mountain, then they will be ruined, and there will even be a bloody disaster. So, Lao Jin was quite uncomfortable, so he stopped hoeing, picked up the hoe, and walked along the small mountain road alone towards his house with a sad face.

When he walked to the side of Uncle Longwa's house, Lao Jin saw that the house was on fire, and heard Uncle Longwabo shouting loudly in the house, and the sound was quite desolate, like a small dead leaf dancing in the wind in autumn.

Lao Jin put down his hoe and walked slowly to the door of Uncle Longwa's house, shouting loudly and fighting the fire that was gradually burning. While putting out the fire, he heard Long Wabo crying in the house, so he stopped making the fire and wanted to rescue Long Wabo.

So, Lao Jin walked to the place where Long Wabo was standing, and found that Long Wabo was standing inside and couldn't come out, thinking, this is okay, isn't this going to die?

"Uncle Longwa, come out quickly, there's a fire outside!" Lao Jin shouted loudly to the dragon baby uncle inside.

"Is it old gold? I...... I can't come out......" Long Wabo said to Lao Jin with tears as he banged on the door.

Lao Jin took a closer look at the door and found that it had been locked with a big lock.

Lao Jin didn't say a word, picked up a stone next to him, and smashed it towards the lock with all his strength, smashing the stone to pieces. But the lock didn't do anything at all.

So Lao Jin ran not far away and found a bigger stone, and threw it at the lock with all his might, and the smash almost made the house collapse. The noise made almost deaf old Jin's ears for a while.

But the lock broke and broke, and Long Wabo threw himself out of the room and fell into the mud in front of the door.

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