Dusk is like a poem, but no one is in the mood to sing this poem at this time.

The sun is setting, but no one is in the mood to admire the painting.

In the luxurious cockfighting arena in the mountain behind Xue Song's house, there is a person who is out of place with the noisy vegetable market next to him.

He stood quietly, dressed in white as snow.

At this time, Xue Song, a real person who was standing in the high attic watching the battle, gnawed on the big cucumber in his hand, looked worried, and said vaguely: "Admittedly, you said that if Ah Sen's father knew that he was wearing white, would he break his legs?" ”

Most of the laws stipulate that except during mourning, no one can wear white clothes to wander the streets.

But there are always some people who are born with the spirit of resistance, like to be dressed in white, always feel that they are lucky, different, a big scale falls from the sky, only hits others, can't hit him, and the yamen board can't fall on his ass.

Li Chengran put down the clairvoyant mirror in his hand and glanced at Xue Song: "Eat your big cucumber!" Lonely and unheard, short of knowledge, Ah Sen is wearing a battle robe, first of all, he must overwhelm the enemy in momentum, do you understand? Besides, Asen's father is a thorn in history, who dares to hit his board? ”

Xue Song is young, but he has a sincere patriotic heart, and he is extremely shameful about Li Chengran's five-body licking behavior.

The honest face is full of sorrow that is extremely inconsistent with his age, and the crisp and sweet cucumbers on weekdays also feel tasteless, and the taste is the same as chewing wax.

"My father said that the prince broke the law and was guilty of the same crime as the common people."

Li Chengran held a clairglass made of whole cowhide bought from a Persian merchant, and observed the battle situation ahead, and did not look back, for the sake of his brothers, he said: "Brother Xue, you are still young, your brain is in a period of numbness, and you have a bright future, you can't believe some nonsense and lack of logical nonsense, you have to know how to understand current affairs, know how to advance and retreat." ”

"Do you mean my daddy's words are nonsense?" Xue Song was in a strong spirit of exploration, and broke the casserole and asked.

"You're thinking too much." Of course, Li Chengran denied it entirely.

When a rich man tells nonsense, just remind him implicitly, if he doesn't understand, then he can't understand! Who made him rich?

……

Zhang Yusen stood in the cockfighting ring, even though the environment around him was beating chickens and dogs, his heart was always like his body, strong and strong, quiet and not panicked, and steady.

At this time, the power between heaven and earth seemed to be mixed into a mass of qi, rippling in his heart, giving him confidence, courage and strong strength.

When the girl with a thin body and a small stature with eyes like amber appeared, there was an instant silence around her, and everyone consciously took a big step back.

Even if the sunset hit Hu Dajing's hippie smiling face, Zhang Yusen was not panicked or skinny.

Hu Dajing has lived for more than 20 years, and for the first time, he feels that the teenagers in the second stage of secondary school are so interesting, they are fearless, their words and deeds are amazing, they are imaginative, they put their sleeves and arms, and do what they say.

There are even fewer middle two stunned young people like Zhang Yusen, who are more and more rare.

The two armies confronted each other.

At this time of tension and breath.

A chicken feather fluttered and fell between them, on this eight-foot land.

fluttering, spinning, spinning in circles, but can't fall, it's really a desperate person.

Zhang Yusen's pupils suddenly contracted, his muscles suddenly tightened, and he felt a sense of nervous oppression.

When the feathers finally fell, he let out a sigh of relief.

The hateful chicken feathers almost made him ruined.

looked at the person opposite, pretending to be profound.

"You're here."

"I'm coming."

Nonchalant answer.

Zhang Yusen frowned and looked at his opponent's empty hands.

"Where's your chicken?"

Going to the cockfighting ring without chickens is an extreme lack of attention to the opponent.

"I almost forgot." Hu Dajing suddenly realized, as if he had just realized that he was here to fight cocks, "Sister, bring the chickens up." ”

Hu Yufei handed the chicken coop covered with cloth to Hu Dajing, and turned around to give Zhang Yusen a look of self-begging.

Eyes are the beacon of the soul, and because Zhang Yusen often mistakes the intention of other people's eyes, it is still comfortable for him to be blind.

With a high spirit, he felt that Hu Yufei was bowing his head to show weakness.

This misunderstanding made him instantly energetic.

Zhang Yusen said: "Do you know cockfighting? ”

Hu Dajing said: "Of course I understand." ”

Zhang Yusen said: "Do you know what the essence of cockfighting is? ”

Hu Dajing's expression was solemn and his tone was serious: "People and chickens are one." ”

The corners of Zhang Yusen's mouth trembled, and he said with a straight face: "No!" ”

Hu Dajing was puzzled: "What's that?" ”

Zhang Yusen's eyes were full of tenderness: "It's about love." ”

Hu Dajing's face was full of black lines: "Love? ”

Zhang Yusen's compassion overflowed: "Yes, only love will make you patient, all the way to watch a plush chick that walks and swaying, chirping and grows into a rooster who can replace an acre and three points of land for the family, provoking a piece of sky on his shoulders and fierce eyes." ”

Hu Dajing felt that he was facing a loving father who was chattering about his son's growth history.

Zhang Yusen shook his head and sighed, and said in extreme disappointment: "You have no love in your heart." ”

Li Chengran stabbed Xue Song with his elbow, curious and impatient: "What are they talking about?" ”

Xue Song glanced at him: "You can't hear it with a clairvoyant mirror, how can I hear it?" ”

"This clairvoyant mirror is for seeing, not for tailwinding." Li Chengran said disdainfully.

"Then let's go down." Xue Song proposed.

Except for the scenery and the smell of chicken manure, you can't see or hear anything here, and it's very boring.

Li Chengran nodded.

The crowd of onlookers, the neighbors couldn't help it, they paid for the tickets and walked through the verandah, not to play the maze adventure, let alone to exercise.

There is a lot of gossip and resentment.

"What are you doing? In the end, do you still fight? ”

"Why are you still talking? Why don't I pour you two cups of tea and have a good chat here? ”

"The baby and the dog haven't eaten dinner yet? Are we easy? ”

“……”

Hu Yufei is very up-to-earth and business-minded: "Are you hungry and tired of scolding?" Here fresh melons and fruits, delicious snacks, mellow tea, delicious and inexpensive! ”

Hu Dajing looked at the sunset: "Hurry up, I still have to go home to study!" ”

Zhang Yusen nodded and said, "Then let's start." ”

Lifted the cloth covering the chicken coop in his hand.

I saw Hu Dajing standing on one foot, and the other foot was wrenched into a strange shape with his hand, when everyone was puzzled.

I only felt a strong wind blowing, and a black shadow flashed with lightning speed.

Xue Song and Li Chengran, who had just walked over, were instantly dazzled by the flying loess.

"Lingbo microstep, man and chicken are one!" This sound really resounded in the sky.

I heard a deafening "ah" scream again, echoing in the back mountains.

The yellow sand raised, the complaints of everyone, everything returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

"As I said, the unity of man and chicken is the essence of cockfighting."

It turns out that this cockfight is not the other cockfight.