The big pool at the door of the gastroenterology clinic this afternoon gave me an inspiration, and combined with "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", which just premiered on CCTV this year, I designed a set of bitter meat schemes!

I remember when I was in the third grade, I used to use emetics because I had eaten raw beans by mistake, so I planned to vomit in class after school tomorrow, take this opportunity to call in sick, and then go to Dr. Yin immediately!

Six o'clock in the evening was cartoon time, and "Saint Seiya" was playing at that time. I was sitting in front of the sofa watching the animation www.biquge.info at this time, the young people downstairs began to put cold dishes on the table, tofu, stinky fish and rotten shrimp, peanuts and the like and began to drink.

Isn't it enough to celebrate the one-day banquet to celebrate the entry of state-owned enterprises? It's annoying!

I watched Seiya in the animation being knocked down again and again, and stood up again and again, and I really worshiped infinitely in my heart, I want to have Seiya's two hits, and a meteor fist won't beat Feng Zhigang's kid away?

What I didn't realize was that the ordinary fight at noon, and my father's idea of countering violence with violence had gradually taken root in my mind, and this dangerous thought was like a small flame, once it met the right conditions, it would immediately hurt others, and at the same time it would eat myself!

At night, I did thirty push-ups on the Bodhisattva statue on the wall as usual, and the situation was exactly the same as at noon: at first I felt so tired that the sky was about to fall, and then my father reminded me next to me, don't forget how Feng Zhigang beat you, you want revenge, revenge! As soon as I thought of this, I started to get angry, and as soon as I got angry, my right shoulder immediately began to ache, followed by the sound of muffled breathing in the room. This evening class, one thing is different from the noon, that is, between the curvature and stretching of my arms, I feel a clear flow of heat from the center of my eyebrows to the bottom of my eyebrows, through my throat and all the way to my heart!

After the evening class and dinner, I secretly took out the leftover emetic medicine from the medicine box and put it in my school bag.

In the evening, as usual, my parents were in the outhouse, eating the leftover apples from the Buddha and watching "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", while I was lying alone in the house and thinking nonsense. I heard my parents praise tonight's apples, and they unanimously commented that today's apples were much sweeter than those used for the Buddha two days ago!

To be honest, I'm having an ambivalence right now. It was after going through the two push-ups today that I kind of fell in love with this exercise. It turned out that my dad forced me to exercise, and I was extremely repulsed in my bones, but since noon today, I can already experience the faint pleasure from this kind of exercise, especially when I start to think about the incident that happened in the morning.

It's hard to describe the pleasure, it's not a comfortable feeling in the usual sense, but a feeling of tugging and catharsis, especially when I reach the last ten, with the sudden wheezing sound, my arms also move involuntarily as if they were being lifted by some other force! Cool, really cool!

Could it be that these are the merits of those false bodhisattvas? If it were, then once I sent these bodhisattvas away, I would never be able to do push-ups so freely again!

It's really hard for me to make a decision right now.

The young man downstairs is still boxing, it is said that the small pavilion was originally a place for the old men in the community to play cards, and now they occupy it, which is really a bit shameless! Tonight, the noisy sound of drunkenness downstairs, Zhang Fei's shouting and killing on the outhouse TV, and the sound of his parents chatting were mixed together, but they could not hide the intermittent wheezing in the house. I heard that sound twice when I was doing push-ups today, so I could easily tell it from the noise in the background!

I was so scared again that I covered my head with a quilt!

Originally, I was hesitant to go to Dr. Yin to drive these fake bodhisattvas away, but the nightmare I had at night made me make a very happy decision! In the middle of the night, when I was in a daze, I could still vaguely hear the sound of drinking and fisting downstairs. I sat up from the bed in a daze, walked to the window in a daze, and looked down.

This look really scared me to gasp: I saw that under the dim light, only the kid surnamed Guo was sitting there alone! But since there is only one person, where did the sound of those babbling and punching sounds that seem to come from many people come from? It turned out that around the stone table, there were three other "people", more precisely, old ladies! Their gray hair was tied in a bun, they were dressed in blue-gray cloth clothes, their waists were bent, their bodies were extremely thin, and they were sipping wine one after another! The sound of sucking and sucking liquid through the mouth was particularly noticeable, and it went straight to my ears from the small gazebo downstairs! What's especially weird is that these three old ladies are all dressed in the same way, and it's completely unclear who is who! At this moment, one of the old ladies suddenly looked up at me!

I was so scared!

The old lady's face was as white as paper, especially in the darkness of the night. It stands to reason that I am now from the second floor overlooking the small pavilion downstairs,

I shouldn't have been able to see the details of the face, but somehow I could see every wrinkle on the old lady's face!

Saying that she is an old lady, but her clothes are like an old lady, her face, and the kind grandmothers I usually see are purely two concepts: the pale face, there are countless deep grooves as if carved with a knife, the eye sockets are deep, the eye sockets occupy one-third of the face, the two eyeballs seem to be shoehorned in, and they can fall out at any time, and the huge eyeballs are in stark contrast to the two pupils, like two ink stains randomly pointed on it with a brush, If you don't look closely, you think this person is just wearing two big white eye patches! The towering cheekbones are like two mountain peaks, and the place where there should be a nose bridge in the middle is like a basin suddenly concave between the two peaks! The mutilated lips cover only half of the jawbone, and the other half are the fangs that come out!

The most disgusting thing is that there is such a super disgusting and super scary ghost wife, there are two blushes on her cheeks, and half of her lips are so red that she seeps in, as if someone used a red paint pen to draw at will, and suddenly removed the pen in the middle of the painting!

Don't look at me describing so much, but in fact these impressions were just formed in my head, and I was immediately awakened! I was touched by this sudden look, and it was all cold sweat!

What's going on? It turns out that I wasn't standing in front of the window, and everything just now was a dream? To be honest, since I was five years old and did that spell that ignited the fire, this kind of dream has become more and more alien to me.

Could it be that the magic has failed? Is the fire above my head beginning to wane?

I turned on the headlights and looked at my watch, three o'clock in the morning. I got up and walked to the window and looked down, and the small gazebo was empty.

It seems that the matter has been delayed.