Chapter Twenty-Five: The Mark of the Blue Wolf

As the saying goes, heroes are sad to pass the beauty pass, not to mention Mo Laosan, a poor and blind old man. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Uncle Li If he coerced and tempted, this Mo Laosan could still withstand it for a while, as soon as this indescribable temptation came up, the old man was anxious on the spot, and slapped the table: "Deal!" ”

said that it was too late, it was fast, Mo Laosan grabbed his shirt with both hands, and tore his shirt with a hula (the shirt was worn, and I didn't know if there were buttons, but it was light to tear).

Everyone looked at it intently, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly, Mo Laosan's skinny and dirty chest was engraved with a looming terrifying cyan wolf head, with the righteous and awe-inspiring expression of the deity and the dirty face of the sharp-beaked monkey's cheeks, which was quite comic.

Scarface sneered, "Why don't you tattoo a crayon Xiaoxin?" Who is the whole dog head scaring about? ”

Mo Laosan said solemnly: "I don't blame you for being ignorant young people, this is not a dog's head, this is called a blue wolf!" It is the totem of the Mongols! ”

Mo Laosan became serious, and everyone was stunned by his momentum.

Mo Laosan tucked his clothes, took a sip of wine and said: "Back then, there were a total of seventy-three people in the Iron Cavalry Army of the Great Khan of Mongolia, who were assigned to various large battalions, starting from ordinary soldiers. At that time, the Mongols were fighting everywhere, and it was inevitable that some people would die in the chaos, and at that time, the army had the problem of killing people and cutting off their heads, and no one knew who was gone one day. In order to avoid chaos and scattered hands and feet in the future, everyone met to tattoo the same wolf head on the chest, even if they died in battle, they could also recognize each other when collecting the corpse, this blue wolf was the totem of the Mongols, in their opinion, this is a sign of allegiance, naturalization, but do not care. ”

At this time, Mo Laosan curled up in his chair, his tone lost the frivolity and excitement just now, and became more and more depressed: "I didn't expect that this has been more than ten years, some of the Iron Cavalry have died in battle, some have died of illness, some have been promoted, and some have married wives and had children. In order to ensure that the bloodline continues, and future generations can know each other, after each offspring is born, the wolf head is tattooed on the body, and the ancestors have become a family rule, and the children and grandchildren have been passed down for hundreds of years, and it has been passed down to me for dozens of generations. ”

Zi Yang looked at Mo Laosan's lonely expression, and he actually felt a little pity for this obscene old man.

This Uncle Li also had a flash in his eyes when he first saw the wolf's head, and after listening to Mo Laosan's words, he said unhurriedly, "Although my brother is very reasonable, it's just that many people have this wolf head, and now it's convenient to get a tattoo, so it doesn't mean anything......"

Zi Yang sighed secretly, it is really not easy for this Mo Laosan to eat a meal from Uncle Li.

Mo Laosan was anxious when he heard this, lifted his clothes again, and gestured with his fingers on his chest, "Lao Tzu is digging into your heart, and you actually say it's fake?" You see this color, this stitch, only when you are born will have this effect, this year, who has nothing to do with this ...... on the child"

Uncle Li was silent, snoring and drinking a cup of tea by himself, looking like he was going to repay the debt. Mo Laosan lowered his voice and knelt on the table and said mysteriously: "You don't know, the reason why this iron cavalry wants to maintain its bloodline is because these descendants jointly guard a big secret ......."

Speaking of this, Mo Laosan deliberately held his breath and waited for Uncle Li's next wave of temptation.

Uncle Li sighed and didn't care.

Mo Laosan covered his shirt and said silently, "That's it, it's also a sin, I've fallen into such a situation, I can't take care of it so much." If you want to see is believing, then I will give you the most direct evidence, the temple where the Iron Cavalry soldiers are buried is in the ......."

At the critical moment of speaking, suddenly a stern cough sound came from the door, which frightened Mo Laosan and almost rolled from the stool to the table.

When they looked back, they saw a short old man with gray hair and long beard standing at the door, who looked to be seventy or eighty years old, with his sparse hair neatly combed to the back of his head, a handful of half-gray and half-white goatee hanging down to his chin, his forehead was wide and square, and he stepped on a pair of mille-feuille bottoms under his feet, with his hands behind his back, and his waist straight, standing there calmly. Behind him was a thin young man who was not slippery in the dark, carrying a large basket full of vegetables and fruits.

Although Mo Laosan couldn't see anything, he heard the old man's cough and frightened a black face to gray, and his mouth muttered that the heavenly secret must not be leaked, and the heavenly secret must not be leaked, and his legs trembled like sifting chaff.

When they looked back again, they found that the old man and the young man had long since disappeared.

At this time, Uncle Li asked Mo Laosan what to do, and Mo Laosan didn't say anything about the death, I was afraid that he wouldn't dare to touch a few beauties in front of him, so he leaned on the wall and left the hotel tremblingly. Uncle Li glanced at the people at the other table, and a young man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks immediately got up and walked out with Mo Laosan's back.

Uncle Li poured himself a glass of wine and said to Ziyang, "This blind man is so funny!" ”

Ziyang said without changing his face: "Yes, yes, northern Shaanxi is really cultural, and any storyteller can make up such an interesting story." ”

The two had nothing to say, and the scene was quite embarrassing.

Suddenly, the old Wang next door looked up to the sky and smiled, knocked his fingers on the table twice, and stared at the ceiling with his eyes.

Uncle Li laughed dryly, and motioned for the shopkeeper to settle the bill, and the shopkeeper asked, should you settle the bill together or ...... Uncle Li looked at the table, scratched his head with his fingers with a big wrench and said, "That blind man's wine and food are counted on our heads, the ...... of the two little brothers."

Ziyang hurriedly said, "We tie it ourselves, we tie it ourselves." (This Uncle Li's cheapness is really not easy to take advantage of)

The shopkeeper was about to turn around to take the bill, when Scarface grabbed his arm and said, "Is there any temple around here?" ”

The shopkeeper was quite unhappy, but he didn't dare to scream when he saw the fierce look of the scarface. He hesitated and said, "Temple, what temple?" Did you really believe the blind man's words? ”

Scar's face showed a disappointed expression, Uncle Li signaled Scar not to be reckless, and then said to Xiao Er with a pleasant face: "Little brother, don't mind, my brother is just a little anxious, we encountered something on the way, maybe we touched some mold, I want to find a temple to worship the gods and Bodhisattvas or something to go to bad luck, and transfer to the transfer."

The shopkeeper said, "There is no temple or anything, but there is a place on the mountain more than ten miles away from here, there is a statue of a general in it, and I don't know which dynasty and which generation, and I don't know which way to worship the gods, a few years ago, there were people who were sick and calamity, asking for a son to ask the Buddha, and there were people who went, but it was not easy to ask for anything, the road was far away, and the mountain was not easy to walk, and the people who went later gradually decreased." ”

As soon as Uncle Li heard that there was a way, he patted the stool beside him and said, "Little brother might as well sit down and talk in detail, and settle the bill later...... You don't have to look for change. ”

The shopkeeper is also a chatterbox, and when he heard that it was beneficial, he was even more polite, so he sat down and said, "You don't really believe this nonsense of Mo Laosan, right?" This Mo Laosan is talking to you, what he said to you, except for the last few paragraphs that are fresh, I don't know how many times I have said the others, we are tired of hearing it, and only you people will believe this. ”

It seems that the little second in this shop has very clever ears, and he also listened to Mo Laosan's words just now.

Uncle Li continued to ask, "This Mo Laosan, what is the way to come from?" ”

The shopkeeper said with a disdainful face: "What is his origin, he is a charlatan who walks the streets and alleys, he seems to have sold rat poison when he was not blind in the early years, and then he began to beg for food when he was blind." A few years ago, he couldn't get mixed up in the town, so he ran to the temple to eat and drink, and the old man in the temple saw that he was pitiful and took him in, but although the three of them were blind, their hearts were lively, and stealing chickens and touching dogs became a habit, not only their hands and feet were not clean, but they also molested the women who entered the temple to make incense, and they were kicked out by this old man in a fit of anger, rolling from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, and almost lost half of his life. ”

Uncle Li asked, "Uncle? What old man? ”

The shopkeeper pouted at the door, as if the man was at the door, and said: "Well, just now the old man in black clothes, it is said that he is more than eighty years old, and he lives on the incense money in the temple, and he goes to the town to buy rice and vegetables after half a month. ”

"Where is the temple? How do I get there from here? Scarface next to him asked.

Zi Yang can see that this Scarface is a relatively straight person, he will not chat step by step like Uncle Li, basically every sentence is to the point.

The shopkeeper asked, "What, are you going?" ”

Uncle Li hurriedly said: "Those of us who go out to do business, pay attention to auspiciousness in everything, and every time we meet a temple in the mountains, we have to go in to worship and ask for peace." ”

The shopkeeper sighed, and was about to give directions, when Uncle Li coughed and interrupted him, and his eyes inadvertently glanced at Ziyang and Lao Wang - although it was inadvertent, but the performance was also obvious. It means to tell the two idlers next to me that I bought these news with my money, and you have been listening to Mo Laosan for a long time, so you have to be interesting.

Zi Yang hurriedly pulled Lao Wang and said, "Let's go, we're full of food and drink, let's go to the market too." ”

Lao Wang was yawning lazily, saying that he wanted to go back to sleep, but his butt stuck to the stool and couldn't be pulled off, and Ziyang couldn't help but pull him out. When he walked to the door, Lao Wang scolded and whispered, "Why are you in such a hurry, it makes me disgusting and disgusting that old guy." ”