Chapter 102: All are insomniacs

"You know, I joined the Dragons when I was very young, about eight years old. When I was fifteen years old, I went on my first mission, had an accident, and was saved by an old Taoist, who was my future father-in-law. ”

"My father-in-law is a master, just like your master, he is high and high, and has many means that ordinary people can't imagine, and the most powerful is the flying sword. During the period of recuperation, my favorite thing was to pester my father-in-law and his old man to carry me around in the sky with a flying sword...... I will never forget that feeling. ”

"In addition to my righteous son, my father-in-law also has an apprentice, my senior brother, who is now the master of Longhu Mountain, before Wang Haitao turned positive, the supernatural events in the dragon group were mainly handled by the senior brother."

"It's a pity that the good times don't last long, I'm going to go back to the dragon group after I get better, my father-in-law is old but his mind is true, he has been hidden all his life, and he also wants to go out of the world to see the outside world, so he went back with me. But I didn't want to, the people at the top of the Dragon Group at that time had ulterior motives, calculated everywhere, were not greedy enough, and even used me as a threat...... The most reluctant, under the anger of the father-in-law, one person and one sword, killed three in and three out of the base, and the most reckless self-detonated Jin Dan, and died with that group of minions. ”

"I stand up to the sky, what can you do to me, hahaha...... This is what my father-in-law said when he left, it resounded all over the world, and this is also the reason why I still stayed in the dragon group for what reason, I am not for that group of politicians, only for my heart. General Ye Tian, who also took over the Dragon Group later, fortunately, my matter did not repeat itself to you. ”

The sweltering summer nights are always sleepless, especially when the moon is like a disk, and the bright moon hangs there, and it is difficult to see it.

As long as it is a Chinese person, when he sees such a moon, he either drinks alone from the moon, or he remembers some past events, and these two things often appear together, just like the current Miao wolf. Two people who couldn't sleep were lying on the roof in a daze, and one of them was drinking the boiled liquor from the countryside without a sip, and said intermittently, now a little delirious, and the horse urine was bleeding all over his face. This is not the Miao wolf that Li Xiaobai knows.

Seeing the lonely appearance of Jinyi Village today, this man who has always been relatively cold reminded of too many sad things.

In short, this is not a good thing, looking at it in vain and round, it is a little embarrassing, upset, the bleak moonlight is sprinkled on the earth, it looks cold, but in fact, there is nothing to do.

Li Xiaobai really didn't understand how those romantic ancients wrote to the full moon like a dead man's face, "When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky." Something like that. He only knew that what he wanted most now was to incarnate Hou Yi, draw his bow and lead the arrows, and shoot down the ghost moon like a sun.

What's even worse is that the entire Jinyi Village under the moonlight, and the mountains and forests behind the village, there is no sound except for the endless insect chirping!

The dog does not bark, the cat does not bark, and the beasts of the mountains and forests have become mute!

It's a dead place.

I don't know what their ancestors thought, they actually built the village here, can the descendants live well? Anyway, Li Xiaobai asked himself, he couldn't do such a great thing.

Exhaustively search for evil ghosts in the world, build temples and suppress them, sit in front of them in the flesh, and arrange offspring in this ghost place to prevent possible accidents in the future.

It's so great, or rather crazy, that it's either a saint or a madman who can do such a thing! It must also be a saint or a madman with great ability.

Fortunately, Li Xiaobai can't even meet the prerequisite of "very capable", in essence, he is an ordinary person who expects to eat and wait for death, and then help a group of friends who want to be good within the scope of his ability, that's all.

Chen Guobiao's "Juxianzhuang" at the same table in high school has been sold, and now he is in charge of planting fruit trees on the slopes of Dagu with Li Xiaobai.

The purpose of this trip, Li Xiaobai wanted to rescue Wang Haitao more, and those four hundred and twenty-two people who could be saved would also be saved, but Duan Hong's words today always made him have an ominous premonition in his heart.

It's like the strong premonition that I'm going to die when the helicopter flies in at Camp Wolf's Den. Li Xiaobai always had a feeling that Wang Haitao and the more than 400 people might all be dead.

I don't know what's going on with this bastard Wang Haitao, there are still so many beautiful girls waiting for him to soak in the world, don't die easily......

It was very annoying and chaotic, the fate of his good friend and more than 400 people was uncertain, and now he could only look at the moon boredly, this was a kind of helplessness, he ran in recklessly alone, and only added one more number to the missing list.

It's like when he was in elementary school, he knew that he couldn't beat the big fat man in the next class, but he rushed up with a hot head, who let him bully Li Dazhi. When I was in junior high school, I knew that the beautiful little girl from the Ludao family wouldn't like me, but I confessed, and I was beaten up by my boyfriend on the school basketball team. When I was in high school, I knew that my grades were terrible, but I had to enter the examination room and was barely admitted to a third-rate university. When I was in college......

In general, Li Xiaobai found that helplessness is a process that must be experienced in life, and its shadow can be found at all stages of life. Even for ordinary people, he already has the golden finger of the super pet system. But helplessness is like air, everywhere, no one can escape, unless you don't want to live.

The descendants of saints and madmen are often more prone to saints and madmen, and Li Xiaobai ingeniously combined these two words together, which is called "saint madness".

Obviously, the older generation of people in Jinyi Village have the great quality of "holy madness" from their ancestors, and only the older generation of those who have half of their bodies buried in the earth are still adhering to the instructions of their ancestors, which is a great sadness in itself.

Mr. Lu Xun said that if you don't explode in silence, you will die in silence. In the same way, if you don't explode in sorrow, you die in sorrow. The older generation of Jinyi Village chose the latter.

After the meeting, Li Xiaobai went to their ancestral shrine again and gave a century-old ginseng to the old worship, and good people should live a long life, which is Li Xiaobai's consistent idea and practice.

When he went there, Li Xiaobai found that Duan Ya and a few old farmers had sawed down the old trees in the yard and were carefully cutting the trunks, as if there was something in them. In addition, there are a few old farmers who are selecting leaves, and they want the kind with a very conspicuous metallic luster, and they have already picked out half sacks, and they don't know what the use of the road is.

The situation of the old worship was even more terrifying, soaked in a green medicine barrel, dozens of thick iron needles were inserted in his body, and something seemed to be squirming under the shriveled skin.

The legendary thorn point Dafa, but don't you want to use silver needles or gold needles, I haven't heard of iron needles, it's still so thick, and it's not nail button meat, is it that Jinyi Village is too poor, the old man obviously doesn't want his life, but he can't bear to have some silver needles.

took out the acupuncture bag that he was used to putting in his pocket, and there was a set of silver needles in it, which was somewhat of Li Xiaobai's mind, but he didn't want the old man to shake his head with a smile, and said: "No need, the pain can make my heart see more clearly, it has been gray for too long, and it will always be a little painful to open it, and the old man can still stand it." ”

Yes, feelings are people's unique secrets, although there are some suspicions of self-harm, Li Xiaobai is covered in pimples. However, Duan Hong, the century-old ginseng given by Li Xiaobai, did not refuse, put it in his mouth and bit half of it, and chewed it carefully for a while before swallowing it. The remaining half was handed over to Duan Ya and asked him to wrap it in a piece of silk and keep it for later use.

Theoretically, it can burst Li Xiaobai's huge energy, just like this, the mud cow entered the sea, and what I really want to say is that the old man's face is a little ruddy.

Cow man!

Glancing at the moon, after glancing at the silent village, I don't know if the old man Duan Hong has finished soaking, Li Xiaobai is looking forward to him tomorrow The dragon spirit will be fierce, burn the residual heat, and kill the Quartet.

kicked Wangcai, Xiaosan and Bread Sanxiang in the ass, and resisted the drunk and unconscious Miao Wolf back to his own room.

It's late at night, Liang Dali and Chu Yunfei's room is still lit, I don't know what Lu Dao is doing, Li Xiaobai is lying flat on the bed, the newly bought futon has a special smell, just staring at the ceiling blankly, the light is too lazy to turn off.

Tonight, it's all insomniac.