Chapter 118: The Bull's Head is also

Pull off the purple cork, and there are also three broad bean-sized pills in the bottle. The difference between the pen and the www.biquge.info is that the pill exudes a faint purple glow.

"The True Elixir is also fifteen bottles, and each bottle has three pills. Zhu picked up the jade bottle one by one and handed it to Su Xiaoqi.

Seeing Su Xiaoqi put away the pill, Guo Dafu patted Su Xiaoqi's shoulder, took the opportunity to wipe the sauce on Su Xiaoqi's clothes, and said: "Although the pill is good, you must also know how to stop in moderation, taking too much will produce toxicity, not only can it not be replenished, but it will also hollow out the potential of the body, don't be too greedy for the power of the pill." ”

"......" Su Xiaoqi looked at Guo Dafu stunned for a while, if it weren't for Guo Dafu's serious face, he even felt that he was listening to the advertisement of Huiyuan Kidney Treasure Spirit.

"Sir, sir. Suddenly, a maid ran straight to the beach, and said breathlessly, "The young master is awake." ”

"It's good to wake up, it's good to wake up. Guo Dafu threw the remaining beef into his mouth and chewed it, looked at Su Xiaoqi's spit and said, "Whether he can dispel the idea of practicing the sword will be left to you." ”

"Aren't you going?" Su Xiaoqi was surprised.

Guo Dafu said gloomily: "When I say eat, there will be countless people who will pick up the rice bowl, but as a father, I really failed." ”

Guo Dafu left, Su Xiaoqi was silent for a long time in front of the sea, walked back to the hillside with a wry smile, and entered Guo's house.

He is really not good at boiling chicken soup.

......

The maids in the room all left, leaving only two paulownia beds side by side, and the sober Guo Xiaofu and Kou Chen sat up, their eyes a little embarrassed.

They still vaguely remembered something, before the poison was completely attacked.

A boot stepped into the threshold, Su Xiaoqi leaned his back against the door, and smiled: "Are you awake?"

Before Kou Chen could speak, Guo Xiaofu gritted his teeth and said, "You're here to laugh at me?"

"I don't want to be a villain. Su Xiaoqi shook his head, and then said, "I'm here to tell you a story." ”

Guo Xiaofu sneered: "You think I'm a three-year-old doll who loves to listen to stories when I'm fine?"

Su Xiaoqi shook his head and said, "My story is not ordinary. ”

"Even if I hear that I can become an immortal, I'm not interested. Guo Xiaofu got up from the bed, looked around, and finally found his sword in the corner.

The sword was sent by the Guo family's subordinates after cleaning up the corpse.

Guo Xiaofu walked straight over, picked up the sword leaning against the wall, and walked out of the door unswervingly.

"Do you still want to practice swords?" asked Kou Chen.

Hearing Kou Chen's voice, Guo Xiaofu's body froze, and his voice was not as indifferent as before, but a little panicked, "Yes...... It's ......"

"You should understand the gap you feel today, right?" said Su Xiaoqi loudly.

Guo Xiaofu's eyes were cold for a moment, and he said, "My sword is not fast enough. ”

With that, one foot had already stepped out of the door.

"If I were you, I would have listened to this story. Su Xiaoqi picked up the cigarette pouch, turned his head sideways to Guo Xiaofu and showed a mouthful of white teeth, and said, "Because it is about your future." ”

Guo Xiaofu didn't look back, but after a move, he retreated to Su Xiaoqi's side, no one would be indifferent to his future, he was very curious about what amazing words Su Xiaoqi would say.

"The story begins with a man named Bullhead. Su Xiaoqi didn't go to see Guo Xiaofu, spit out a puff of cigarette, and said with emotion: "Niutou's family has been poor since he was a child, and he has studied in private school for two years, but because he is the only son in the family, his father and mother are old, and the fields are uncultivated, so he dropped out of school very early and went home to farm and herd cattle."

There is little land and little food, and a family of three can barely manage three meals, but it is impossible to eat too much. Niu Tou was not originally called Niu Tou, and no one remembers his original name anymore.

He was thin and weak, but his head was very large, and he often lay on the back of the ox, and when he greeted people, his head poked out from behind the bull's head, and he could only see a huge head when he could not see his body, so the name of the bull's head was called.

Why do you want to talk about such a person?

Because suddenly one day, the bull head who didn't have much ink in his stomach suddenly had an idea, he was going to write a novel!"

Novels, Guo Xiaofu understands, "The Legend of the Golden Pen Hero" and "Scholarly Love" are all popular novels today. He had also read it, or heard from the storyteller, that the reason why he practiced swords was somewhat influenced by these whimsical stories.

"For many years, I didn't use my pen, and every time the brush was stained with ink, Niu Tou's mind only felt a mess, and he couldn't even think of a word.

He insisted, and at night in order to save money on lamp oil, he borrowed moonlight to write. It was cloudy and moonless, and he couldn't sleep all night, and finally racked his brains to come up with a solution.

He carved a hole in the wall and borrowed the candle fire from the neighbor's house to write the story. After a long day, and the night was unbearable, and when he wanted to sleep, he took out an awl and stabbed it in the thigh, so that he came to his senses.

Later, after a long time, the leg became numb. He found another rope and tied one end of the rope to the beam of the house, and the other end to his hair, and when he snoozed, the rope would pull him by the hair, so that he would drive away his sleepiness.

Day after day, year after year, in order to write a novel, the cow head planted the ground without worrying.

Many people were greeting him.

'Niu Tou, if you continue like this, you won't even be able to get a daughter-in-law. ’

At this time, the head of the cow will poke its head out of the cow's back and laugh, 'I can get it.' ’

So someone asked him, 'Bull head, how much money have you earned?'

At this time, the bull's face was gone, and his head was no longer poking out of the cow's back.

Later, his father and mother couldn't help but persuade him, 'Niutou, you are really not this material. ’

As for the bull's head, he rubbed his face, his eyes were red and he didn't speak.

Later, every time the old buffalo passed by, he was surrounded by various sounds.

'Bull head, are you making money?'

'Bull's head, is it still written?'

'Bull head, take out what you wrote and take a look?'

'Bull head, how's it going?' I said you can't do it, right?'

No one saw the bull's head poking out and grinning, and he went to work in the fields every morning and came back in the evening to write a book.

Niu Tou held his breath, he wanted to surprise everyone, and he wanted to tell everyone when he succeeded that it was their disapproval that made him who he is today!"

Guo Xiaofu's eyes were full of tears when he heard this, and he clenched his fists and shouted: "What happened later?!"

Su Xiaoqi sighed: "Later, after all the ups and downs, the reward from the bull head changed from one penny to ten wen, from ten wen to one tael of silver, and then to ten taels.

I don't know what day it was, the head of the cow lying on the back of the cow straightened its back, and the annoying sound was no longer there. ”

The ruthlessness on Guo Xiaofu's face relaxed, and he smiled a little more.

Su Xiaoqi continued: "Sometimes the bull head also sighs when he holds the silver in the money bag, thanks to him carrying a big bag at the dock to save a little face.

He thought to himself that if he had arrived at the docks earlier to carry his big bag, he might have made more money and written a fucking novel!"