Thirty-four years of heavenly worship. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Hidden in the majestic mountains is a low-lying area that is shaded by trees, and through the lush greenery, you can see the scattered wooden houses scattered in the foothills.

It was April, and the spring was still alive.

At three o'clock, the sun was high.

In the easternmost part of the village, the wooden houses were crooked, and most of the window paper used to protect them from the wind had fallen off. The fence wall outside the yard is also a few broken places, revealing some big holes, not to mention small chickens and dogs, I am afraid that even hundreds of pounds of fat pigs can easily drill back and forth, and do not touch the fence wall.

There were three people in the courtyard, and two old men squatted in the middle of the courtyard, lit a fire, and fiddled with a piece of tortoise shell.

The other person was a young boy sitting under the leafy cypress tree, with extremely delicate facial features, but his eyes were a little dull, and he looked directly at the tortoise shell erected by the fire, and was stunned.

Last night, it was the turtle that stewed a pot of fragrant soup that feasted his mouth. Even after a night, the child could still remember the fragrant smell in the pot, stared at the tortoise shell, and licked the corners of his mouth.

Holding the tortoise shell is an old man, with bright eyebrows and hair, and his face is full of solemnity, the tortoise shell is grasped by the shriveled hand, and it is constantly roasting on the fire, and sometimes there is a sound of branches and tortoise shells splitting, which is very harsh.

As the fire was extinguished, a warm spring breeze swept the burned dust into the air.

A muffled voice sounded like thunder: "What's the matter?"

The old man who spoke had a wide face and a broad mouth, a white beard and hair, and eyes like brass bells. Even if you squat there, you can see that the bear's waist is extremely strong, just with this figure, when you are young, you must be a brave man who can run a horse on his arm. He stared at the palm of the thin old man, shining brightly, of which nervousness accounted for three points and anticipation accounted for seven points.

The thin old man shook his head, his expression was decadent, and the tortoise shell in his hand was still on the ground, and his voice was a little lonely: "It's still not obvious." ”

As if unwilling, a trace of ruthlessness flashed on his ravine-like face, his deadwood-like hands pinched his fingertips back and forth, and his mouth kept whispering, as if he was deriving the weft.

After half a column of incense.

The thin old man's face, which was originally a little bloody, suddenly turned pale, and he opened his mouth to spew out a mouthful of blood mist, staining his beard with patches of red, and then leaned over and coughed loudly.

The burly old man squatting next to him took a step across, stepped forward to hold his arm, and asked with concern, "Is it okay?"

The thin old man who had just vomited blood shook his head weakly, wiped the remaining blood stains on the side of his mouth with his patched cuffs, pointed to the somewhat stupid child, and said lightly: "Although this method of the big six is mysterious, it still can't calculate the fate of the second egg." Ay...... The years are unforgiving, and when they are old, they are useless. ”

The burly old man touched his beard, which had turned gray, and grinned: "You old champion don't write a few words in exchange for some wine money, you have to tinker with bluffing things, this is for a bird!"

The thin old man glared at him and scolded, "You know a fart!"

The burly old man was tepid and teased: "I really understand this." ”

The thin old man looked at the young boy under the cypress tree and sighed: "In this ravine, if I don't tell the fortune of the second egg, what else can I do?

The burly old man patted his thigh and said with a smile: "If you can figure it out, I will really convince you, if you go around the mountain a few times, you can cheat a lot of silver." By the way, I heard that Si Tianjian and Yuan Lao'er's method of weighing bones have two hits, have you tried it for Erdan?"

As soon as the words came out, the thin old man jumped up as if he had been stepped on his tail, his thin body trembled, and he said indignantly: "I have tried it a long time ago, and the life of two or two coins is that I have been miserable and lonely all my life." Just for this matter, that Yuan Lao'er also ate the soles of the old man's shoes!"

As if hearing the funniest thing, the burly old man, who was as powerful as a general, held his stomach and continued to laugh.

"Master Du, Master E, I'm back. ”

Follow the prestige.

At the gate of the courtyard, there was a very tall young man, his square face was angular, lying silkworm eyebrows with big eyes, and his appearance was not good, but there was an indescribable honest taste.

The burly old man stood up after hearing the voice, his already strong body and extremely tall stature, like a giant tower, and asked the tall boy with a kind smile, "Dachun, where did you go to play?"

The tall young man named Da Chun smiled innocently, raised the radish in his hand that was more than a foot long and carried some dirt: "Erdan just said that he was hungry, I will go to the field to find him something to eat." ”

The second egg, who was sitting under the cypress tree, looked at his brother, glanced at the big white radish, and turned to look at the tortoise shell by the fire, and his eyes turned bright.

After hearing his words, the thin master Du's face looked a little gloomy, and he said slightly: "Dachun, you won't go to someone else's field to steal it!"

The tall boy seemed to be more afraid of Master Du, and anxiously explained: "I found it from a field near the side of the mountain, not someone else's house." ”

"Stealing children and raising big cowards, causing dust everywhere in the world. ”

Master Du sighed lightly, got up slowly, and hobbled to the corner of the courtyard, came to the clay jar containing clean water, and washed the blood stains that remained on his white beard.

Master E rolled up his sleeves, strode to the dilapidated house, and waved his hand: "Let's go, the master will cook for you." ”

Da Chun held a three-pound radish and followed the footsteps of the master and ran briskly towards the house.

In the direction of the fire in the courtyard, there was a crisp sound.

Click.

The three of them hurriedly looked back.

I saw a child named Erdan running to the fire, holding the tortoise shell that Master Du used for divination in both hands, and gnawing it vigorously into his mouth. I don't know if it was because his teeth were sharp, or if the tortoise shell was a little brittle from the roast just now, and something that was originally harder than a rock was bitten off by him.

Such a terrifying move surprised the three of them!

The old man shouted at the top of his voice: "Dare to erect!"

Da Chun clenched his fists and said urgently: Don't eat the second egg!

The old man stared at the bronze bell-like eyes and shouted: What a fierce!

I saw a gust of wind hanging in the courtyard, shaking the loess on the ground again and again, and in an instant, the tower-like figure ran to the child's side.

The old man snatched the tortoise shell from his mouth, and with a sneer, he guided step by step: "It's not delicious, spit it out, the master will give you steamed white flour steamed buns to eat, okay?"

After thinking for a while, the second egg, who still had tortoiseshell fragments in his mouth, shook his head, looked at the master with a dull look, and looked a little complaining.

The old man knew that this stupid guy was as stubborn as the donkey, so he stopped talking nonsense with him, grabbed his shoulders with his big hands, lifted the thin child up, and shouted: "Do you vomit!"

Burst!

Hearing the word "spit", the childish boy opened his clear eyes and sprayed saliva at the master, and the tortoise shell fragments remained in his mouth.

The old man wiped his face helplessly, afraid that he would be stuck in his throat by a tortoise shell, so he took him into his arms with one hand, pinched his white and tender little face, and stretched out his fingers like iron rods to pick out his mouth.

The silly boy was not ambiguous, thinking that the master had robbed him of something to eat, a touch of anger appeared on his face, and he opened his mouth to bite it hard.

"You bunny!"

The old man shook his index finger covered with tooth marks and scolded rudely.

He was afraid of shattering the child's new teeth, so he didn't dare to use his internal strength, but he just suffered this hard. is also due to his rough skin and thick meat, and if he is a bystander, his finger is estimated to be gnawed off.

The childish boy named Erdan looked smug and defiant, and continued to make the sound of teeth rubbing against tortoise shells.

But he didn't wait for a while, he got his head down and on his feet, and his short body was like a rag bag, and he was constantly shaken by the old man's feet and neck.

It wasn't until the child couldn't stand the dizziness that he spit out the scrap the size of a copper coin in his mouth.

The hearts of the three people next to him who mentioned their throats and eyes finally let go.

The old man stretched out his big feet in baptist shoes, and violently chopped the remaining tortoise shells in the ground and the fragments spit out by the child into powder together!

"I'm hungry ......"

The silly boy saw the food drifting away in the wind and choked.

Carry this stupid and somewhat stubborn child back into the house.

The old man put him on the bed, squatted opposite him, supported his cheek with one hand, and sighed: "This kid has been stupid for so many years, is there still a fucking play?"

The old man surnamed Du sat on the edge of the bed, his face was not shocked, wiped the child's dirty little hands, and said in a low voice: "When Erdan was born, he looked like his father when he was a child, smart and well-behaved and obedient, who didn't like it when he saw it? Maybe it was because of the wind and rain on the way we fled thousands of miles, and the cold invaded our bodies, so we became so stupid and stupid. ”

The old man surnamed E tilted his head and said: "We have also poured a lot of this elixir into his stomach, and all the famous doctors within a radius of 100 miles have also been found for him to see. The five-year-old cypress tree in our yard was raised by the blood you coughed up and was thicker than the other people's ten-year years, and you old champion can change his career to become a flower carpenter. ”

The old man surnamed Du looked at the green cypress tree in the courtyard, and chuckled: "Life is a lifetime, grass and trees are autumn, we two old guys have reached this age, what else can't be seen." ”

The old man nodded deeply.

The old man, who looks like an old master who teaches, continued to sigh: "Erdan's grandfather has the grace and support for us, and his father also respects us like a teacher and treats each other respectfully. ”

After hearing this, the old man shook his big head and said with a wry smile: "For a lifetime? Hey, how long can we two old men live? It is not easy to see them marry and have children." I have spent most of my life in the army, and I have done too much murder on my hands. Lao Tzu has never given a gift to the Yama judge, and he doesn't expect to live for more than a hundred years, if there is really karma in the world, he won't be able to live for a few years. ”

The fool didn't understand these esoteric words, and rubbed the snot that flowed to his mouth with his slightly stained cuffs.

Du Jiujiang looked at the stupid second egg, and sighed sadly: "I thought it was the birth of a green dragon who carried the weather on his shoulders, but I would have thought that it was an idiot who couldn't open his mind, hey......"