The crowd surrounded them, asking them questions and not letting them leave.

The little doll took a breath and shouted, "Wow, yes————! ”

It is full of qi and spreads far away.

The crowd fell silent in an instant.

The black-faced strong man took the opportunity to slip away.

I said to Zhang Geng: "Wait for me here." ”

Then he quickly ran out with the strong man.

The strong man didn't run fast, but the path he walked was very strange, with rough turns and turns, obscuring my view, which reminded me of the feeling of running behind the black goat in the Celestial City.

The strong man seemed to realize that I was following him, and the little doll lay on the shoulder of the strong man, looked in my direction, and began to sing: "You say that how can you forget the roots of a person, and you will never forget the flowers; If Wang Kui loses his trust in the future, he will skin himself and enter the ghost gate......"

I was slightly stunned, and memorized the words of this singing paragraph, and I always felt that this little doll meant something.

After the little doll began to sing, the speed of the strong man suddenly increased, and when he reached a low bush, he suddenly disappeared without a trace, and I searched around, but could not find the two.

It seems that they should have been prepared and had a way to escape.

I couldn't find them, so I had to go back to Zhang Geng.

Zhang Geng was bored squatting on the ground to shoot watermelons, and at the same time bargaining with melon sellers.

"Is your watermelon ripe?"

The melon seller immediately patted his chest and swore an oath: "That's a must!" Cooked, sweet, quacked sweet! A piece of five pounds, cheap! ”

"Five is too expensive, 7 cents!"

"My price is more than 7 cents! No, no, no! ”

Zhang Geng's eyes rolled, and he cried when he said that he would cry, it was really sad for the hearer, and the listener shed tears: "I have been dead since my father and mother, and I grow watermelons in the desert every day, and my stepfather and stepmother will not let me eat enough, so I can only drink some soup and water all day long." I raised the watermelon, it was green and round.

My stepfather split one, gave my little brother a piece, gave my little sister a piece, I stretched out my hand to take it, and he beat me all over blood. Finally, he handed me a piece of watermelon rind that my little brother had eaten and told me to eat.

I picked up the watermelon rind and put it in my mouth.

The watermelon rind is bitter and astringent, and it is not delicious at all. When I grew up, my only obsession was to take a bite of watermelon pulp and taste whether the watermelon was sweet as my little brother said......"

Zhang Geng's speech was subdued and frustrated, and after a while, a group of people came around, and they sighed.

"Oh, you have done evil! The stepfather and stepmother just can't do it, and they won't let them eat watermelon! ”

"That's right, it's still grown by the child himself, what a poor person!"

"Don't be sad, young man. It's your stepfather's fault, not your fault! ”

"Boss, you can give him a cheaper, this young man is not easy!"

"That's right......"

The melon seller hesitated for a moment, and said irritably: "Okay, okay, it's really unlucky." 7 cents a pound sold you, don't cry! ”

Zhang Geng covered his face and cried even more fiercely: "I only have twenty yuan left on me, and I gave it all to that little doll just now!" ”

The melon seller's eyes widened, and he shook the watermelon knife in his hand twice: "You want a white wolf with empty gloves?!" If you don't have a point, you have to eat watermelon?! ”

The words of the people around him immediately changed: "The young man is pitiful, and he can't eat white food!" ”

"Yes, it's not good to eat white food, and it's not easy for us to get some fruits and vegetables to sell."

"The young man has hands and feet, it's not good to do something by himself, can't you know that you can sell miserably and sympathize......"

“……”

Zhang Geng smiled awkwardly and ran out in a gray manner, not saying that he was going to eat watermelon.

After walking out for a while, Zhang Geng turned around and scolded: "It's amazing to have a watermelon knife?" Do you really think you're Xiang Huaqiang?! Damn! Blind my tears! ”

I slapped Zhang Geng's shoulder, so frightened that he covered his head and begged for mercy: "Big brother! I was wrong! ”

Then he squatted on the ground with his hands and feet, held his head in his hands, and sang: "I was conquered by you like this~~~"

Zhang Geng's singing voice is like a crow's cry, which is really too ugly.

I lowered my voice to scare him: "If you don't want to die, you can do a handstand and shout three times that you are a fool." ”

Zhang Geng raised his head all of a sudden, and smiled: "Brother Zhao!" ”

I frowned slightly: "How do you know it's me?" ”

"Hey! How could I not recognize Brother Zhao's voice? Brother Zhao's voice is like a spring of nectar, like a crisp voice, like a spring breeze, and like a golden light, even if it turns to ashes, I can recognize it! ”

Zhang Geng looked flattering, and pretended to regret and said: "It's a pity, I originally wanted to cheat, cough cough, I said I wanted two pieces of watermelon to quench my brother Zhao's thirst, this melon dealer is really unreasonable!" ”

I slapped him on the back of the head: "Okay, I know how to play treasure every day, and now we are empty-handed, hurry up and find a way to make money." If you really can't do it, I'll sell you to northern Myanmar, and I heard that Ka waist can make a lot of money. ”

"Don't!" Zhang Geng shook his head again and again, and said in horror: "Brother Zhao, I, I'm joking." My yang energy has been sucked away by the human-faced rabbit, and it is very empty, and my waist is worthless. Brother Zhao, in fact, your waist is only ......"

"Huh?" I raised an eyebrow.

Zhang Geng tilted his head and explained: "I mean, your waist is one in a million, and the golden waist doesn't need to be released, you can blind the dog eyes of those people!" After all, my brother Zhao is in the bronze ancient coffin, fighting two women......"

Seeing that Zhang Geng was getting more and more crooked, I couldn't bear to kick him.

He stopped and smiled at me, looking stupid.

When I saw his heartless appearance, I couldn't help but ask, "You used to grow watermelons when you were a child?" ”

"Nope."

"Then you just ......"

"Oh, I made it up, but it's a pity that the melon seller didn't eat oil and salt, and he didn't even give me a piece of melon to eat, damn it!"

“…… So you don't have a younger sibling? Not an orphan either? ”

"My younger brothers and sisters used to have them, and I was indeed an orphan, but I ......."

When he said this, Zhang Geng's expression was a little indifferent, and he couldn't see his emotions, he just stretched out his hand and made an outward movement: "When I was fifteen years old, they went out to celebrate my brother's birthday, and on the way back, there was a car accident. Boom! The cars exploded and they all died. When I went, their bodies were so mutilated that I couldn't even recognize who was who. ”

I really didn't expect that Zhang Geng, who had no heart and no lungs, would have such a miserable past.

At the age of fifteen, he was only half an adult.

Zhang Geng laughed again, a pair of peach blossom eyes shining: "It's all over, anyway, they are not good to me, they will only let me study hard." My grades were not good, so my father would whip me with a belt, and my skin would be broken. It's good that they're dead, and when they're dead, no one cares about me, and I inherited a lot of inheritance. ”