【3rd Update】

As the saying goes, wine is less than a thousand cups of confidants, Lao Huang was happy to drink tonight, holding a wine glass and a hawker blowing in the sea from all over the world, "Dabao, let me tell you, do you know why there are fewer and fewer beasts and more and more people?" ”

The peddler shook his head, "I don't know where to go."

Lao Huang proudly threw a peanut into his mouth, "Listen to grandpa tell you, in ancient times, it had a good environment, so there were more animals and fewer people, and later, human beings destroyed the environment, and these animals were reincarnated after they died, what should I do, our gods and Yin Si stewards discussed, just reincarnate as a man"

"Who knows, after these beasts are reincarnated, because their lives are harder than people, oh, you ask why, you look at those animals or something, which ones need injections and medicines, people can't do it, so after these animals are reincarnated into people, they tend to be better than people who are originally humans."

Hawker: "So what do you mean, now it's all beasts who mix up the good ones?" ”

Lao Huang "can't say all, most of them are"

Hawker: "I said, why is this society becoming more and more disturbing, so I see, you don't care?" ”

Lao Huang "You can still live if you do evil in the sky, but you can't live if you do evil in yourself, besides, we are immortals, how can we have time to care about these messy things, anyway, if you do too many bad things, you will have to go to hell."

Hawker: "Do you mean to tell me to do more good deeds?" ”

Lao Huang: "Is the young man very perceptive?"

"Your uncle, I was originally a pure little white flower, but I was forced by you to become a murderer, and now I don't know how many people have died because of me, sometimes I want to take refuge in Buddhism, and I don't know if Lao Shi can survive me."

"You save it, you are a registered demon in the pimple, you don't want to be annoyed to death, it's better not to convert to the bald people, otherwise they won't let go of any opportunity to rectify the person, not to mention anything else, let you let go of those two women, playing empty is sex, are you willing?"

The hawker looked at the second daughter, "Then forget it"

Lao Huang patted him on the shoulder, "That's right, do it well, I'll reserve a good place for you in the sky, the Daomen will not treat meritorious people badly, it's not early, go to sleep"

After the New Year, the hawker went back to Chang'an directly to take care of his own mess, and his life was as dull as ever, the scholars stopped making trouble, and Li Er didn't look for himself. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The peddler is idle and inspects the construction site every day, the foundation of the Changyu Highway has been repaired, and now it is starting to pave asphalt from Yulin to Chang'an, and the hawker asks the person in charge of the project, 300,000 slaves, 50,000 have died with the joint efforts of everyone.

The person in charge also told the hawker that the dead people had been buried in one place, and it was absolutely impossible for people to find out, and the hawkers scoffed at this, and there was no impermeable wall in the world, "all dug out, poured gasoline and burned" The person in charge was in a cold sweat, and did this very properly, and then the trees on the side of the Changyu Highway were very strong.

As for the Chang'an Line 1 project, it is still under construction, the test section is now full of people and overloaded, since the radio said that Chang'an has such a magical thing as a train, everyone who comes to Chang'an wants to feel the ability of the iron bull, the hawker sees that this is not a thing, if you charge according to public transportation, the coal money is not enough, and finally remembered the bell car of Dashilar, the brain flashed, we do not charge according to public transportation, directly divide the test line into a tourist line, we charge according to the standard of the tour bus, Now the balance of payments is finally balanced.

The other thing is the radio station, Xie Hongjun plays these pediatric things with the ability of a military academy graduate, that is Zhang Fei eating bean sprouts, a piece of cake.

The things that originally lost money, coupled with the crooked ideas of the hawkers, plus so three or five advertisements every day, also made a lot of money, Li Er heard the things reported below, and covered his head again, did he die poor in his last life?

But how can this little achievement satisfy the hawker, after this product has done these two things, he thinks about how to make money with a toothpick at home every day, and finally there is no good trick when he wants to break his braincase, so he just goes out for a walk.

Thinking of doing it, the bread was not opened, riding his own big motorcycle, wearing sunglasses, a headscarf on his head, and a chin was also wrapped, like a robber, this goods made himself into a non-mainstream, stepped on his own big motorcycle and went out of the city to play, and no one recognized it as a national teacher along the way.

Also, as the hawker has become more and more popular in recent years, his outfit has become a role model for young boys in Chang'an City, a group of hormonal teenagers in the rebellious period, who are worried that they will be scolded by their parents for deviating from the norm, the national teacher has given a good start, let's learn to dress up as a national teacher, and my parents are embarrassed to oppose it!

Therefore, the people of Chang'an just regarded the hawkers as the second generation of their families who were well fed, and the big motorcycles roared all the way like wild dogs that had escaped from the city and jumped out of the city.

There are really a few second-generation people behind the hawker, and they also stole their father's motorcycle to pull the wind, and when they saw that the person in front of them was dressed so arrogantly, they had the heart to try it out.

Out of the city, the motorcycle throttle was twisted to the end, raising smoke and dust all the way on the official road, and finally the hawker defeated the second generation, and raised his middle finger to the second generation who stopped behind him in the distance, panting and eating ashes, and the hawker pulled up the face towel and continued to run along the road until he got lost.

Looking at the surrounding barren mountains and mountains, I don't know where the direction is, the hawker wants to cry without tears, is this his death? The mobile phone doesn't need to look, there is no signal, the walkie-talkie, it is estimated that it is enough to choke, and what is more terrible is that the hawker feels so hungry, turns out a Snickers stand, and has a little strength after eating, but it is still a little greasy, thirsty panic, flipping over the ring, there is everything in it, it seems that there is no drink, it seems that the recent Ju'an forgot to think about the danger, what can be done.

Fortunately, the gasoline was enough, the vendor stopped to smoke a cigarette, settled down, threw away the cigarette butt and stepped on the motorcycle, and continued to drive in the direction he thought was going home, and after half an hour, he finally saw someone.

An old man driving a cow staggered alone, and the peddler suddenly rode to the old man's side, "Uncle, do you know how to go to Chang'an?" ”

"What?"

"Do you know how to go on the road of Chang'an?"

"Oh, how's the road? The road walks with your feet."

I'll go, if it weren't for the old man's gust of wind that could blow him down, and the hawker would have to fight and play? Forget it, since there is an old man here, there should be Zhuangzi nearby, so let's find someone who understands and ask!

After riding for another half an hour, the hawker saw a small village in front of him, and his smile suddenly appeared, and he increased the throttle to run into the village, and there were aunts and aunts sitting together in the wheat field at the entrance of the village chatting, and when he saw the hawker coming, it was like seeing a ghost, and he didn't want needlework, and in an instant, there was a chicken feather left in the whole wheat field.

The peddler looked at the scene in front of him dumbfounded, depressed and pulled the bits and pieces off his head, fortunately it was early, at this time there were strong men in the village with dung forks coming out, and it was estimated that he would be beaten as a monster later!

Seeing someone coming, although he had a dung fork in his hand, the hawker was not afraid, at least he was very angry, "Fellow, don't worry, I don't take a stitch and a thread, can I excuse myself to drink water?" ”

Hearing the hawker's words, the strong men breathed a sigh of relief, it's good that it's not a monster, a shirtless man put a dung fork and pestle at his feet, "Are you human?" ”

The peddler rolled his eyes and said, "Nonsense, the monster drank the dirty water directly"

The strong man scratched his head, "Yes, too" (to be continued.) )