After leaving Forber's house, I walked alone on the road, thinking about how to deal with the toad. www.biquge.info It was almost evening at this time, but now day and night are almost the same, because even in the daytime you can only see the surface of your feet.

I want my paper master to teach me so many techniques, spells, and formations, but at the critical moment, I can't think of anything, and only the "soul hand" can be used skillfully and freely, and now the strength of this monster is really against the sky, and the "soul hand" is obviously not fashionable, which really hurts my brain like a scientist.

After passing through a small alley to the back door of the hotel, I found that I didn't have much cigarettes on my body, and I wondered if I couldn't smoke enough in the middle of the night, which was a big deal, so I went to the store in the alley and bought a pack.

Coming out of the commissary, I lit a cigarette and continued to smoke as I walked.

"Donor, stay". Suddenly, someone from behind me called out to me.

The voice was very calm, and I turned my head to look behind me, and behind me was an old man dressed in the eighties, who looked to be in his 60s, with bright eyes and a sharp gaze, and he carried a small suitcase with him.

"Is there something wrong, uncle" Seeing that the old man was dressed so strangely, he didn't know what to call me for a while.

"The old man saw that the donor Yintang was black and his complexion was poor, so it must have been a lot of trouble recently," the old man stroked his sparse beard after speaking, as if he was a fairy.

I was happy to see this, thinking what years have I been, and I still came to this set, and then I joked: "The master is really a god, and it just so happens that an enemy is going to hunt me down recently." Why don't you sell a copy of my Divine Palm to practice it? ”

Without waiting for the old man to speak, I added: "If it's inconvenient, then just take some Dugu Nine Swords, Descend the Dragon Eighteen Palms, and Astro Boy or something."

The old man was stunned when he heard what I said, scratched his head, which had few hairs, and couldn't speak for a long time...

I turned around and walked away, wondering if I had gone too far. After thinking about it, you can't rely on me, who made you say that my seal is black.

But I didn't go far and another sentence came from behind me: "Your recent disaster seems to have come from something in the water."

it, there really are two brushes!! Thinking that I almost knocked out the "three-headed toad" a few days ago, and I will deal with the more powerful "toad demon", it seems that this old man also has two hits.

Thinking of this, I suddenly stopped, turned my head and said modestly: "What, I have more than 40 yuan on me, and I don't know how many words I can ask the master to give me?" ”

After saying that, I admired myself very much, this IQ is simply against the sky, in fact, I still have more than 90 yuan on me after buying cigarettes, but there is a 50 denomination in the other pocket.

"Money is something outside the body, it is worthless compared to the word integrity, today you and I only chatted a few words, and don't mention anything else" After the old man finished speaking, he still stroked his sparse beard.

The word "integrity" in the old man's mouth really made me feel a little hot at the root of my ears.

But it seems that he also said that he doesn't want money, so there is no need to be afraid of anything, see what dichlorvos is sold in his gourd.

"Then I also asked the master to give me a lot of advice" I held my fists in my chest, was infected by it, and learned the appearance of the ancients.

The old man took out two small benches from the box, placed them on the ground by the alley, sat down on one of his own, and motioned for me to sit on the other.

As soon as I sat down, the old man said, "Does the donor have any troubles these days?" ”

I said in my heart, aren't you old man talking nonsense, you can see that my Yin Tang is black, what else are you selling? But I can't tell him about the "toad demon", but it just depends on whether he can figure it out, and after thinking about it, I decided to talk about it first: "The recent smog is the most annoying thing in my heart."

The old man nodded when he heard this: "Does the donor know why the haze has fallen?" ”

Of course, Lao Tzu knew, but although he thought so, he said: "According to the younger generation, it may be caused by the excessive PM2.5 emissions of modern people."

The old man was stunned for a moment when he heard this, probably because he didn't understand what PM2.5 was, but then he shook his head: "According to the old man, it was done by a monster."

After listening to the old man's words, I was convinced, and I could really figure it out, but I continued to pretend to be confused for the time being, to see if he really had the goods: "I said master, do you know what kind of monster it is?" ”

The old man slowly shook his head to say that he didn't know, but then asked me: "Dare to ask the donor, if it is done by a monster, what should I do?" ”

As soon as I heard this, I didn't think about it, and blurted out: "If it is done by a monster, it must be killed."

The old man looked at me with a complicated expression and asked, "Why do you have to be killed?" ”

"Monsters have even descended haze, almost making the survival of human beings in danger, of course they should be killed" Although I didn't say it, I said in my heart that this old man was sick, what else is there to discuss,

The old man suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed: "Hahaha, that's a good point."

But before I could speak, the old man continued: "Monsters are in vain and affect human beings, and they really should be killed." ”

"But do you know that some human beings are expanding excessively, destroying the ecology, occupying the magpie's nest, treating living beings as grass mustard, and treating all things as dogs, how should this be handled?" The old man suddenly changed his tune.

I was shocked and speechless by this sudden and impassioned rhetorical question.

The old man sighed again and said with a sad expression: "Although there are many narrow-minded people who sit in the well and watch the sky, they don't know that although the bottom of the well is small, it is also an independent world." After saying that, he got up and walked out of the alley, and disappeared into the night in a moment.

What the hell does this old man want to do, the old man has been gone for a while, but I still sit on the small bench where I am and think about what the old man said...

Suddenly, someone slapped me in the back, and I was startled when I was in a trance, and when I looked back, it was the owner of the commissary who had just sold me cigarettes.

The owner of the commissary looked at me like a monster and said, "Hey, big brother, you haven't drunk too much, you come out of my commissary, and you just sit on the ground by yourself, muttering alone?" ”

"You said I was alone all along?"