"Attention, the current world countdown: 2 hours."

A prompt sound sounded in his ears, and Su Xiaobai opened his eyes in a daze and found himself lying on the wooden bed.

He drank a lot, his brain was drowsy, and his body was overworked, so he slept until the night of the third day.

"It's only been two hours, and I've slept all day........"

He muttered to himself, lifted the covers, sat up sideways, and subconsciously looked around.

The surroundings are quiet, the doors of the house are open, and everything is normal.

It didn't take long for him to accept this reality and get up and walk towards the table.

"Gurgling ........"

There are six cooled fruits on the table, pick up one and put it in your mouth, and then fill your stomach first.

"Open, chat mode!"

I am from the motherland: [@所有人, thank you very much! 】

The first news of the opening attracted Su Xiaobai's attention, and it seems that the short-sleeved boy was lucky to survive.

Little Girl: [How are the injuries now?] 】

I am from the motherland: [With the help of Han Duangong and the villagers, I am basically stable, and in an hour, I will go to fight against the Buddha. 】

[Can you wish me success in making the cut?] 】

Zhao Zilong in Xia Changshan: [No problem! I wish you a smooth journey and a halfway ........ Takeoff. 】

Mighty Celestial Dragon Monk: [Well, come on. 】

The atmosphere has come to this, and Su Xiaobai, as the captain, must express it.

Little Girl: [We're waiting for you in the promotion tunnel.] 】

I am from the motherland: [Thank you, wait for my good news!] 】

The channel's chat record ended here, and Su Xiaobai breathed a sigh of relief and came back to his senses.

He continued to eat the fruit, sat down on the table, and looked out the door.

Next to the water tank not far away, Old Man Han was scooping water and watering flowers, and life was pleasant.

"How's your back feeling?"

With such a greeting from the flower garden, Su Xiaobai picked up the remaining Qiaoguo and responded as he walked: "Fortunately, this mugwort herb has a good effect." ”

"Well, I'm almost done recuperating from my injuries, so let's go back."

Han Duangong responded in a dull manner, lowering his head and not seeing the ups and downs of his expression.

I saw his thin back, shaking around with the iron watering can, spilling first-class water, pouring onto the flourishing wild flower petals.

The old man walked alone, as if he was used to solitude.

"Just let me stay a little longer, just two hours." Su Xiaobai said with some emotion.

Hearing this, Old Man Han was stunned for a moment, then stretched his face, and proposed with a sideways smile: "Then idle is also idle, why don't you help me ask for a cigarette case, how about it?" ”

"You know, I haven't smoked in the past few days, and I'm tickling all over!"

He sighed and shook his head vigorously, and the old fox's acting skills were online again.

Su Xiaobai knew that it was an errand job, but he didn't refuse.

"Okay."

"It's in Guan Ye's hands. He's singing, it's approaching dusk, and the show should be over soon. ”

After learning the specific situation from Han Duangong's words, Su Xiaobai also went directly to the road and continued to walk forward.

The stage was not far away, and within a few minutes, he was off the stage.

Compared with the crowded and lively scene on the day of the Qixi Festival, today it seems much more deserted, and the people are almost scattered, only one child stops to watch.

He also stepped forward and stood next to the child.

The protagonist of this scene is still Guan Gong, but it seems that it is nearing the end, and people are leaving.

On the stage, the actor sat paralyzed on a pool of blood, holding a knife in his right hand, his face pale..........

"Jade can be broken, but it cannot be changed; Bamboo can be burned, but its knots cannot be destroyed; Although the body is falling, the name can also hang on the bamboo silk! ”

The drooping body, but he couldn't hide his arrogance, he raised his head and roared angrily to the sky!

Guan Erye defeated Maicheng, and this drama that lasted for three days finally came to an end..........

"Good! Daddy is great! ”

The little chubby dun beside him clapped and shouted, jumping up and down with excitement.

"Good!"

Su Xiaobai also praised from the bottom of his heart.

Obviously, the noise from the audience attracted Guan Ye's attention, and he got up from the ground and beckoned his cub to come over.

After instructing Xiao Fat Dun to take the bag and settle the income from singing in the past few days, he walked straight to the front of the stage.

"Come, young man, sit on the stage."

Under his polite greeting, Su Xiaobai sat on the edge of the stage and asked, "The singing only lasted three days." This shouldn't be your job, right? ”

Guan Ye was stunned for a moment, then smiled at the corner of his mouth, and responded self-deprecatingly: "Yes, I'm just a rough man who farms." ”

"It's just that I usually like to sing, and I can earn some money by performing for a few days at festivals, which is good."

The words were a little bitter, and as he spoke, he took a wet rag and wiped it off his face, revealing his dark skin.

"Oh yes, what's it like out there? Is there a place dedicated to singing? ”

He wiped his sweat and turned his head to Su Xiaobai and asked.

This question is stumped.

If it is said that in the era when Su Xiaobai lived, there was really no place for singing, and there was only a theater, which was the last place for these old antiques.........

In desperation, he lied.

"Yes, a lot. If you have the chance, you can go outside and have a look. ”

Guan Ye's expression was subtle and a little longing, but in the end he lowered his head and remained silent, wiping the makeup on his face vigorously.

Maybe for him, it's all life in and out of the play.

"Guan Gong,"

"Huh?"

"Is there any smoke?"

"What, you kid want to smoke one?"

Guan Gong said with a smile, pulled the old yellow bag from the back, and took out a pack of nameless cigarette cases.

Su Xiaobai saw that there was really a box, and hurriedly explained: "I don't smoke, it was Han Duangong who asked me to come and ask for a pack." ”

Hearing this, the outstretched cigarette hovered in the air, and Guan Gong stretched out his neck to make it interesting: "Are you sure you want to?" That old man stole three or four packs from me! ”

"I don't know what method I used, every time I didn't catch a manifestation!"

After listening to Guan Gong's words, Su Xiaobai also understood that Old Man Han was using the breathing technique to steal cigarettes, and he couldn't get off the stage, so he asked himself to ask for it, and he really had a hand.

However, Guan Gong didn't seem to care, and just laughed at himself for a while.

"Since he still wants to be cheeky, I don't embarrass him, you can take this bag."

He said with a smile, put the two cigarettes in his hand back into the cigarette case, and patted his ass and stood up.

Su Xiaobai took the nameless cigarette box, and finally got it.

"Let's go, Abba will take you to eat something delicious!"

In front of him, the man lifted the little fat dun with one hand and put it on his neck, waved goodbye, and walked off the stage.

Su Xiaobai carried the cigarette case in his arms, and turned back the same way.

At this point, there was still half an hour left.

"After delivering this cigarette case, I should leave too, right......."

There was such a sigh on the path, and Su Xiaobai's figure gradually moved away until he was in front of Old Man Han.

"Smoke for you, I'm leaving!"

Handing over the cigarette case, he announced loudly, turning to leave.

"Take this with you, and defend yourself at night." Old man Han responded with a smile and threw the Xuantie nail over.

It's unfortunate to throw it, if you don't catch it, the person will be gone.

"You're hurting me, aren't you?"

Su Xiaobai complained, dodging a position, and then picked up the dark iron nail.

"Slow down and don't send it!"

As the sun set, Su Xiaobai walked towards a big mountain.

Ten minutes passed, and there was still no news in the discussion......

It wasn't until the last second that the last message lit up in the discussion group.

It's blood-red, though.

"The 123rd group, I am from the motherland and did not complete the promotion task on time, and I regret that I am eliminated ......"

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