I watched this guy go, I spit out my mouth, threw away the bricks in my hand, full of anger, and was about to go along the wall to the ground, when I saw the crooked-necked weeping willow tree behind Sister Dasuzu's house, I don't know when a gray old goat came over.

The old goat's whole body was gray and bald, and its two big yellow eyes were bulging outward. I don't know where this guy came from, as long as we raise sheep in the village, we never look at such a guy, I asked several people, why don't you look at this kind of old knotted goat, they all said, this thing, it's going to be a commotion.

I always thought that this was because the smell of this sheep urine was too strong. Later, I asked the thirteenth master in front of me, but I didn't expect this thirteenth master to be shirtless, with a wicked smile on his face, twisting my fat face: "Sao, it's Sao, it's too much!" ”

I stood at the base of the gable wall at the back of Sister Osuzu's house, watching the goat, tugging at the branches of the weeping willow tree one by one, and collecting the thin leaves on the branches to eat. I watched as it had eaten up all five of its hanging branches, and I thought, you should go if you can't eat the leaves now.

Unexpectedly, this goat, actually reached forward with his head, stepped out of all fours, and walked up the willow tree with a crooked neck, and after a few steps, this guy walked to the branch of the weeping willow tree, and then separated his front feet, put his left and right on the branches on both sides, and stepped on the branch of the tree with his hind feet, and then, his head arched one by one, and collected the branches hanging down from the tree.

When I looked, this is amazing, the goats will go up the tree! I just stood there and watched the creature, as if nothing had happened, eating the leaves of the branches hanging beside him one by one as if they were brushing them in his hands.

I looked at this weeping willow tree, and after a while it was bare, and I thought, if this guy climbs up again, can he collect the leaves of the whole tree, I think, this willow tree has always been a good place for me to find ground cockroaches, if this goat eats up all the leaves of this willow tree, then will the ground cockroaches under this tree be sunburned to death?

So how do I find these ground totes to play with? When I thought of this, I felt the need to drive the goat away. So, I ran out of the base of the wall, stood under the willow tree, stretched out my hand and pretended to hit it, and began to coax the guy.

What I didn't expect happened, and when the goat saw that I came out to coax it, he was indifferent, and continued to raise his head and collect leaves to eat. I looked at it, "Hey, it's not yet, I can't coax you away." ”

So he went nearer, and stood before the willow tree with a crooked neck, and raised his hand to coax the goat. I really didn't expect that this goat, with its head forward and ass back, would shoot like a shot at my body.

At first, I thought it was the urine that this thing peed on me, but when I looked at it, it was not urine at all, but a stream of yellow, rotten and green, which sprayed half of my front body and almost stuck on my feet.

I looked, oh my God, what happened to me today, either I was woken up by a dog or a wild goat. Oh my God, why am I so moldy?

I just felt like my brain was in the air, and it seemed like I was suddenly dizzy. Because the smell of thin is a little worse than the dung that has been soaked in the tank for half a month, and it is not simply stinky, but extremely side-smelling, mixed with a fishy smell.

And my chest was covered with this kind of, and I choked almost suffocated for a while. I endured the bad smell, and when I looked up, I wanted to jump up and kick the goat hard.

As I looked at it, I was amazed to see that the goat was looking back at me, and that long gray face actually showed a mocking smile! Oh my God, this goat is actually laughing!

I looked around, left and right, and no one saw with me the goat's smile. Just when I was shocked, I heard a clattering sound coming down from the tree.

I heard it a little hairy, and the sound was so ugly, similar to the sound of a hacksaw blade pulling a piece of iron at a knife. Then I just felt like the hairs were standing on end.

I looked at the goat, and what I didn't expect was that it was this goat laughing, laughing at me for splashing so much sheep feces!

I was laughed at by a goat who came from nowhere, and I laughed out loud!

Oh my God, what's the matter, I'm standing there and messing up alone.

No one told me if the goat had a human soul in it. But it laughed out loud, and laughed at me!

I endured the terrible smell and began to look down at the base of the wall for a brick to smash the goat. Just as I found three bricks and clutched them tightly in my hand to ram them, the goat, with ease, turned around and stood firmly at the branch with its head towards me, with a sneer on his face!

I couldn't help but say, I used all my strength to ram it towards its gray sheep's head. But strange things happened again, and the goat, who laughed at me, lifted one of its forefeet slightly, and stretched it forward, so that it stopped the brick that I had rammed with all my might, and then the brick actually went back the way it came.

And listening to the sound, the speed of the return brick was only faster than I had rammed, and much faster.

Oh my God, I was afraid that this brick would hit me, so I hurriedly jumped up and jumped more than two meters high, which was considered to have avoided the returning brick.

I fixed there, and looked at the goat in bewilderment, but I didn't expect that the goat laughed out loud again, and not only laughed out loud, but I even saw it laughing and shaking the branches!

How happy it must have been, and it trembled with laughter! Not only was I so angry that I was going to faint, but the sheep on my body was so smoked that I was almost dizzy.

O heaven, O earth, who can tell me what kind of monster this is, such a grandiose joke about me who is not yet an adult!

I don't think I can solve the problem with bricks, but now I can only run high, and I can't do anything else, so how can I make this knotted old goat taste something great?

I kept thinking that the old goat, suddenly stopped laughing, and then lifted his forefoot, and with a great deal of force, he actually jumped up from the crooked-necked willow tree, and slammed into me.

I saw the speed at which it collided, like a meteor, with an extremely fishy smell and an incomparably strong commotion, and pounced on me.