Maybe it's like the fat man said. www.biquge.info If I really want to form a force of my own, then I can do it now. Now the time is getting tighter and tighter, and there are not many years left before the deadline of a Jiazi. I need to have a force of my own before this deadline comes, and I need to consolidate it.

My original plan was to have Fat Man and Ran assist me. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for me to do it alone. Moreover, even if the uncle and the others are eliminated. If I didn't have some means, I wouldn't have been able to convince the public. So I decided that it was time to learn some skills from Lan. After so many fights, almost every time it was Lan and the fat man who protected me. It's time for me to learn something to protect myself. Not to mention being able to help them, at least not distracting them to protect me.

When I returned to the main hall after washing the dishes, I found Lan still leaning against the door frame, staring blankly at the snow-capped mountain in the distance. And the fat man was still sitting on the previous futon with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Ran." I exclaimed softly.

Lan came back to his senses and looked at me.

"I want you to teach me something." I said, "I'm going to form a force of my own." But I'm too weak now, and I want to make myself like you - you'll teach me, won't you? ”

"You can't afford what I've learned." Lan said. After saying that, Lan took his eyes off me and looked at the snow-capped mountains in the distance.

"I can handle it. As long as you teach me. ”

"You can't learn." This time Lan didn't look at me, just said lightly.

I gritted my teeth: "Aren't you afraid of that snowy mountain?" Don't you dare to go up and take another look? "I'm pointing to the snowy mountain." I can go for you. ”

Lan withdrew his gaze and stopped at my face for a long time. Only then did he say slowly: "Don't blame me if you die." ”

I was overjoyed and nodded hurriedly. Just as he was about to say something, he heard Lan continue: "That snowy mountain is not something you can go up to. One of the reasons I didn't go was because I couldn't go up. ”

I was stunned for a moment, and I just wanted to ask her why. only to find that she had closed her eyes, revealing a posture of you walking away, I am going to sleep. I looked at the fat man and saw that the fat man was nodding at me with an appreciative expression.

"That's good." The fat man said, "At least she's willing to teach you." As he spoke, the fat man handed me a cigarette.

Fat people never seem to be short of cigarettes. No matter what time it is, even if all the equipment is lost, the fat man can feel the smoke from his body when he is resting.

I waved my hand: "I don't smoke." ”

The fat man shoved the cigarette into my hand: "Ordinary men can not smoke." But we're different. This thing has to be. ”

"Why?" I asked him as I looked at the cigarette in my hand.

"Because ......" the fat man deliberately lengthened his tone, as if looking for some suitable reason.

"Forget it, men don't need a reason to smoke." I took the lighter from the fat man's hand and lit the cigarette. I've never lit a cigarette, not even for anyone else. This carelessness directly burned half of the cigarette.

I looked at the small cigarette left in my hand, then at the butt of the cigarette in the fat man's mouth, and then at the fat man's painful expression.

"You see, I'm longer than you." I shook the cigarette in my hand, and the ash flew everywhere in the air.

The fat man spit out the cigarette butt and scolded me for being a loser, how to use cigarettes as incense. Then he looked at me, waiting for me to smoke my first cigarette.

I carefully put the sponge filter in my mouth and took a small sip in my mouth. As soon as the smoke entered the mouth, the spicy taste spread instantly. I was shocked, and my brain went through three processes from awakening to confusion and then to epiphany in just one second.

The fat man patted my cheek and saw a cigarette coming out of his mouth. He said "hey" and said, "The smoke is to be inhaled in the lungs." Why the hell was the sugar you had in your mouth. As he spoke, he took my cigarette and took a puff, swallowed it in a very exaggerated motion, and then squirted out of his nostrils. Oh, see? Swallow it. ”

I looked at the fat man, but in fact, my mouth was already so smoked that I couldn't stand it. The heart says that the first time, it will inevitably be painful, and it will be fine in the future. Thinking about it, I closed my eyes and swallowed it directly.

Tears. Tears began to flow. At the same time, he began to spew smoke from his mouth and nose with a cough.

The fat man looked at me appreciatively, and then patted me on the back: "It's the first time, it's okay." Patience is over - and then it will be cool. ”

I slapped the fat man's hand off and said to you. He. Mother. What about the comfort of the little girl?

But it's really like the fat man said, and it was really much better when he took the second cigarette. And the dizzy feeling that nicotine brings to the brain makes me feel very comfortable. I couldn't help but ask the fat man for a cigarette again.

The fat man looked at me strangely: "Hey, you're smoking for the first fucking time." Do you want to be so fierce? Aren't you afraid that your heart can't stand it? ”

I was overwhelmed by the feeling of dizziness and couldn't help myself. This feeling can keep me from thinking about other things for a while. For example, Lan, for example, the snow-capped mountain that Lan is still looking at now. I said when I was talking to Lan that if she would teach me, then I would take a look at the snowy mountain for her. But in fact, I didn't particularly want to.

Who would want to?

This wonderful state brought about by nicotine lasted until the evening. During this time, I was groggy. But I also thought about a lot of things. Like what to do next.

I think nicotine is even better than any other functional drink. It stimulates me to hardly fear anything. During this period of confusion, I had even planned a plan to kill them directly if the uncle refused to give way.

But crazy to crazy, I still know in my heart that I am two. I have Fat Man and Ran now. Three people, dealing with the uncle and so many of them. It's just a matter of thinking about it. This is the so-called colored heart without color guts.

I was half leaning on the side of the Buddha statue, half leaning on the fat man. I thought about it for a long, long time. It's a mess, thinking about everything. Until the sun slowly receded.

The setting sun crosses the courtyard and hits the Buddha statue sitting with his legs crossed. Lan Ban sat by the door frame and stared blankly at the celestial burial platform in the distance. The fat man took the cigarette from my mouth and finished the last puff. Then he threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stepped on it again, looked back at me, and said, "Eat vinegar that doesn't belong to you, that's the most sour." ”

I looked blankly at the fat man, then at Ran. I seemed to hear her singing that song again, thinking of her lover sleeping on the burial platform. (To be continued.) )