Chapter 111: The King of Poetry

"Since he has changed from the township chief to the third fat man, let's stop giving him a slap in the head!" Gen suddenly said this sentence for no apparent reason, and then laughed to himself, and in his laughter, everything seemed to return to the happiest and most beautiful Spring Festival Gala at that time.

"Why are you, a thick-eyed man with big eyebrows, still betraying the revolution?" In Gen's laughter, Wang Yun's aura became as ordinary as air.

"Spicy shredded chicken, why did you give me a name for the dish?" The surrounding golden sharp space rippled with happiness, like the golden years of that winter.

"I'm still hanging, do I have a chin?" The sky was dense with cold and cold lights, and the brand-new knives turned into a drizzle in the laughter, moisturizing things silently.

Gen's goal is clear, since the stored happiness is not enough, then create happiness in the battle himself, and through the memories of those ancient sketch videos, Gen's happiness continues to emerge, turning into laughter and impeccable.

He closes his eyes and is happy, isn't it that simple?

In this moment he forgot who he was, he forgot the threat that existed everywhere, he forgot the future in which he could be eliminated......

"Ugh." Shi sighed, the dark clouds in the sky had already dispersed, and he had never planned to release the thunder tribulation, everything just now was a trick he asked the rain senior to do, he wanted Gen to be exposed more under pressure, and now it seems that he has indeed exposed his age.

"I didn't come here to make glass, I learned to talk nonsense!" Gen laughed all the time, and his laughter was so contagious that it was natural for people to want to laugh with him.

"Cut!" Sora snatched the knife from Yu's hand, and in a flash, Jin Mang came directly in front of Gen's side, so fast that he didn't even react to the time next to her.

Gen naturally didn't react, because he laughed so much that he leaned forward and backwards, and the empty knife stabbed into his heart very smoothly, but no blood flowed out, Gen's body turned into colorful foam in his laughter watching Zhao Benshan's sketch, and dissipated in the air.

"Is there one you don't know yet?"

"It's hard to get on the kang!"

"You see Teacher Bi doesn't look like your grandfather when he laughs!"

"It's more like not laughing!"

Gen's form recoalesced in laughter.

"Gorky's husband, golf's base!"

"It's been a while to Siping, why are you going to Tieling?"

When Gen looked at it, "In the vast earth, a petrel! You can! Let's grow a little heart! ”

"He's so happy......" looked at Gen's figure, how long had he not laughed so heartily? From learning of the death of the black, from learning of its existence, from learning of the disappearance of the voyage, from opening up a tributary, from learning to stop......

Shi also wanted to laugh like Gen now, and he really wanted to be fearless in laughter, and become impeccable in laughter.

"Ah Shi ......" Wang Yun didn't know what to do and then stood in front of Shi, she stretched out her hand, tears flowed on her hand, gently evoking the tears that slipped down her face unconsciously.

"Oops, I'm so sleepy!" Shi naturally took Wang Yun's hand, yawned, and squeezed out a few false tears, "I really want to sleep with Xiao Yun in my arms......" He looked at Wang Yun's little face turned red, revealing a gentle smile.

"Give us the final plate, don't let us raise turtles, otherwise we will catch all the turtles in the pond and bleed!"

Gen clapped his hands to himself, no matter what kind of attack Sora had, it lost its effect, and no matter what rain fell, it would turn into mist.

"Drink water! Rub your legs! Take a kiss to the old ghost! ”

Gen clutched his stomach, even suspecting that he would laugh himself to death.

"Hahaha, your dad said you were an orphan!"

"Report! I'm an orphan too! ”

Gen stood up, gasping for breath.

"Draw cards! Look at the cards! Shuffle! Horse! Hoo! ”

"The toilet at the head of the village is running out of paper!"

He closed his eyes, and tears of happiness flowed like life bursting in the river of time.

"Ride a monkey in a tree, monkey under a tree!"

Gen counted with his hands.

"Sad! Saddened indeed! ”

"The rats are all bridesmaids for the cats!"

"Counter-plotting!"

"Oops! It's hard to prevent it! ”

"Turning a year and shaking a year's fate!"

"Thank you for eating a trench and growing wise!"

Gen covered his face, suppressing his pleasure.

Through the way of reminiscence, he not only defused all the attacks with the happiness he found temporarily, but even stored a lot of happiness left.

"Ha ......" looked at Gen's scene and laughed inadvertently.

This battle is really New Year's flavor, pork and celery stuffed dumplings, white flower sauerkraut, a few bottles of big sticks, a plate of peanuts and rice, turning on the TV is not the singing and dancing of little fresh meat, and waiting until the sketch is not forcibly moved by the disease-free moan.

Chen Peisi, Zhu Shimao, Zhao Lirong, Gong Hanlin, Zhao Benshan, the king of poetry, and Fan Debiao, a ruthless man in northern Liaoning, leaned forward and back in Gao Xiumin's laughter, and smiled in Feng Gong's opening remarks.

Worship the New Year's kang, the hot dumplings go up, rhyme and applaud, the sauerkraut just out of the pot is dipped in sauce, the outside is covered with snow, and the house is full of joy.

That era...... It's far away......

sighed.

Gen's mood gradually calmed down, so was this the source of his happiness? I thought, it's really sad, the source of happiness comes from the mobile phone from the ancient video, from the era that has passed, from the king of the Northeast who can no longer go to the Spring Festival Gala, is there nothing worthy of making him happy in reality?

"You can't help me." Gen's face flushed, and the stored happiness made him swell a lot, not to mention that the old man hadn't made a move yet.

"Indeed." Shi raised his hand to stop Sora's attack, and now they really can't help Gen, but it's not impossible.

"Senior, give me a knife." Shi Chong said to the rain behind him.

"Boom!" A large pit was smashed out of the ground, and more than half of the rooftop that was desperately wanted to be destroyed just now was directly destroyed.

"What's inside...... A little smaller......" Shi looked at the more than forty-meter-long machete with half of the blade inserted into the ground, rolled his Adam's apple, and pulled Wang Yun to take a few steps back silently, not even having the courage to touch it.

"You picked it up for me!" Senior Yu is a nine-trick, and all the powerful attacks have been defused by Gen, causing her to be a little irritable.

"Don't ......make a fuss" Although Shi knew that he would definitely not be able to pick up the knife, he still touched the back of the knife, showing that he was really a unique waste.

"Cut." Rain rolled his eyes and handed him a small dagger, which was very light.

Gen in front of them didn't take the opportunity to escape, he had just laughed so hard that he couldn't run away.

"Why haven't you come yet...... Gen glanced back, he could only see the endless forest, but he knew that the old man must be watching from the side, and he deliberately did not appear in their sight in order to give himself and the monk a chance to play, so as to avoid his passive departure.

Although he can't see the old man, the old man must be able to see him, he has been beaten like this, and the old man has not moved at all?

Gen watched a machete that appeared out of thin air in front of him and was enough to chop him into meat-filled dumplings, sweat soaked directly through the back of his clothes, and kept calling the old man in his heart.

"Is the old man just trying to let me die?" Gen's heart suddenly cooled, his heartbeat suddenly slowed down by half a beat, the relationship between him and the old man was not to that extent too good, so they just chased after each other, to put it bluntly, it was still the relationship between subordinates and superiors, and even Gen didn't know what the old man's name was until now.

At the beginning, the Lord assigned Gen to the area around the Inorganic Mountain, giving Gen the ability to control the fog, and although he couldn't control the forest, the forest wouldn't attack him.

The lord said that the strategic position of Inorganic Mountain was very important, so he was afraid that Gen would not manage it well and assigned the old man to Gen.

"Could it be that the old man's real role is to spy on me?" When Gen looked at the dagger and weighed it, he finally got his senses, "I go to work every day to watch it, rush to members at public expense, open a small coin brush collection, and even the extremely corrupt actions of white prostitution videos He watched and recorded them silently, is he just waiting for this moment to hand me over to the state to die ......"

Gen closed his eyes in despair.

……

"Huh! You say the fog. C didn't know where to make a fan, and slapped it on his hand one by one.

"What's up!" V, who didn't know when he woke up, echoed, and the two of them teased and teased, but they didn't seem to have a sense of disobedience.

The old man in front of him clapped his hands from time to time, don't look at him listening so seriously, in fact, he didn't know what he was listening to.

"It's like the evil capitalism!"

"Yo, what's like you?"

"It's like the money that blinds you......" C said with a bent voice.

"Oops, isn't that invisible!" V said to C in confusion.

"Yes, let you be blind, make you panic, let you step into the complete abyss and become a loyal slave of all evil money!" C fan slapped the air, closed his eyes, shook his head, and said in pain.

"It's just a sin!" V clapped his hands indignantly and said.

"And in that vast white fog of money, there are still rotten interests behind you, barking and chasing after you!"

"Interests?"

"That's right, those interests that ooze filth from every pore glow with a disgusting green light, eroding your conscience and annihilating your humanity by any means necessary!" C said viciously, as if he was denouncing the decay and depravity of the capitalist society.

"It's terrible...... right" V shook his head, his heart palpitating.

……

"Now, shake out the last bit of value you have for yourself!" Shi Chong aired a sharp dagger mercilessly, and said to Gen in a rampant tone.

"You think you can kill me?" Gen felt that he could do another wave of dying throes, after all, there was still so much joy to defuse a few more waves of attacks.

"How do you think the monk next to you died?" Shi Chong's corpse pouted.

"He ......" Gen looked at the monk and was speechless for a while, there was a wound on the monk's head, and there was a knife inserted there just now, but the knife disappeared at some point, leaving only a deep wound that had no blood to remain.

"Can I stop for a while, do you believe it?" Shi Xianggen was walking, and he didn't run in front of the monk when he tried his best to run three seconds ago, so he felt the need to approach Yigong first.

"Time stop?" Gen was stunned.

"Yes, literally." He silently calculated the distance, not allowing Gen to perceive his intentions, nor allowing him to relax too much and not have a sense of crisis at all.

"It's all dead anyway, I ......"

"Yo, don't tell me you want to die?" Shi spread out his hands, "Cut, don't make trouble, let's not talk about any harsh punishment and torture for you, I'll tell you now, the king of poetry will be on the Spring Festival Gala this year." ”

"What?"

"yes, you heard me right, what?" Said impatiently.

"Zhao Benshan?" Gen's eyes suddenly brightened as if he saw hope for life.

"Yes, as long as you answer all my questions, I will let you live until the Spring Festival Gala!" He said very happily, "Do you want to die now or ......"

"I answer!" Gen exclaimed, "You ask, I answer!" ”