Chapter 79: A Hundred Years of Withdrawal
Many years later, Wang Tu, the guardian of the swamp, stood in front of the swamp he had guarded for decades, and he would surely remember that distant afternoon, when the magical old Deng resolutely opened his arms and fell into the curve drawn by the swamp with his back.
On this day, there were three ruthless jobs in the city that became the talk of the citizens of Beiliang after dinner.
The first ruthless work is the two zombie corpses that are extremely rich in artistic cells. No one could have imagined that a zombie with a hideous face could die with such humor and so pleasantness. Some people even made one-to-one clay sculptures of these two zombies, ready to go to major cities for exhibition.
The theme of the exhibition is: cool above or hot below.
The second fun was that Li Kuan, a famous swing master in Beiliang City, gave a two-hour speech at the entrance of the vegetable market with the theme of "creating a civilized city".
In this speech, he talked about how to cook the tofu skin of Li Er's grandmother's house next door from the customs of Beiliang, from the beginning of the flood to looking forward to the future, and enriched the content of the speech around "whether the emperor's family uses a gold hoe or not".
In the end, Li Kuan talked for two whole hours, and told Mrs. Li that he had a heat stroke, and he got off the stage without getting enough. Everyone liked to hear about this, and the first thing they said when they saw their friends from then on was not "Have you eaten?" Rather, "Have you reviewed the 21 points of Li Kuan's speech?" It's a spectacle.
The last ruthless job was an old man.
An old man wandering in the snow.
The job of guarding the swamp pond can be said to be the most humble and idle job in the entire Ming civil service system.
It's humble because everyone knows that the swamp pond is not so friendly in terms of taste and appearance, so the people who guard the swamp pond often have a little smell on their bodies and are not treated well.
Idle, because compared to the heavy responsibilities and dedication of the warehouse, silver taels, weapons, etc., the swamp guards do not even sleep when they go to work, let alone desert. As long as you don't go in and swim, no one will pay attention to you at all.
How? Are you afraid that someone will steal the manure and go back to put it on the plate?
As an idle little servant, Wang Tu wore his uniform as always, and came to the Beiliang Pond leisurely, and started another day of his own mess.
Pinching his nose, he opened the huge swamp pond door, and glanced at it casually, Wang Tu opened the valve that connected the various public toilets in Beiliang on the side, and hurriedly closed the swamp pond door after hearing the surging sound, walked to the hut on the side, changed his clothes, built tea leisurely, and lay on the bed and swayed.
His daily job is to open the valve in the morning and close it in the evening. If there was a problem, I went to Beiliang Taixue to inspect the cattle and horses who studied civil engineering, and after checking the government's reimbursement. No problem, you can spend the whole day in a hut isolated from the smell, do nothing, drink tea and sleep, whatever you want.
"I'm a Wollongong, an idle person~~~"
Humming a little song, Wang Tu took a sip of tea, and a satisfied look appeared on his face.
Although this job is not popular, it is really leisurely, as a person who regards Li Kuan as a role model in life, Wang Tu feels that he was born to see the swamp pond.
Knock knock.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door that had never been knocked on, and suddenly, Wang Tu shuddered, and the teacup in his hand almost fell to the ground.
He raised his head vigilantly and gently set the teacup aside. Wang Tu is just lazy, not stupid, he knows that no one will covet this thing he guards, so if someone suddenly visits, there is only one possibility...
This man has taken a fancy to himself.
Wang Tu swallowed his saliva, this place is so remote that it is almost impossible for anyone to get lost. After all, the most you get lost is because of your eyes and brain, but you can't always get sick with your nose. Thinking of this, Wang Tu gently held the dagger on the door on the side, put it behind his back, walked to the door, and slowly spoke:
"Who?"
"Come and visit."
As soon as this sentence came out, Wang Tu directly put the dagger aside.
Pulled out a crossbow.
This is no ordinary gangster.
This is a gangster with mental illness.
As a dedicated servant who kept in mind the [Twelfth Edition of the Northern Liang City Patrol Code by Li Kuan], Wang Tu naturally raised 12 percent of his spirit for such a mentally ill person. He took a few steps back with a crossbow in his hand, and asked vigilantly:
"What are you visiting for? Explain it clearly! ”
Whenever the other party said that he liked the environment of this place, Wang Tu would directly put a crossbow in his mouth without saying a word. But after a brief silence, the mentally ill old man slowly spoke:
"I am a doctor from Taixue in Shangjing, and I was invited to visit the biogas digester in our city to learn from your advanced biogas collection experience, so as to contribute to the creation of the city in Shangjing."
Hearing this, Wang Tu immediately breathed a sigh of relief. If there is anyone else who will come to this place except for himself and the cattle and horses who are studying civil engineering, it is estimated that only this old pedant who cares about the people will come.
Wang Tu put away his dagger and crossbow, stepped forward, pushed open the door, and found an old man with gray hair standing outside the door. This old man is kind-eyed, soft-spoken, and has little hair, and at first glance he looks like a builder.
"Sir, would you like to go in and have a look?"
There was no defense, not even the slightest doubt. As soon as he saw the thinning hair and thick dark circles under his eyes, Wang Tu concluded that the old man was engaged in construction.
"Is that okay?"
The old man was visibly stunned for a moment, obviously, Mr. Gui Daozi did not expect that his plan to visit the swamp pond would be so easily achieved. He hesitated a little and asked, "Can I go and visit by myself?" ”
"That's great."
Hearing this, Wang Tu, who had no desire to visit the giant toilet at all, nodded again and again, he was ready to be smoked together, but he didn't expect this old man to be quite kind, and he was ready to enjoy life alone.
"That... I went? ”
Looking at the key handed over, Gui Daozi wondered if it was a trap for a while. He raised his head, a filthy reflection flashed in his eyes, and in the next second, Wang Tu in front of him looked a little trance-like, as if he had fallen into a strange state.
"Has this pond been altered recently?"
After hearing Gui Daozi's inquiry, Wang Tu scratched his head and replied in a trance: "Yes, yesterday when he was creating a city, Li Kuan felt that the land next to the swamp pond was fertile and suitable for planting trees, so he opened a few flower beds and planted some plants. ”
"Tell me, do you have a conspiracy?"
Gui Daozi stretched out his hand and clasped it firmly on the other party's head, his voice confused.
Wang Tu was stunned, but he couldn't think, he could only answer instinctively.
"Yes."
Suddenly, a treacherous smile appeared on Gui Daozi's face, he sneered, and continued to ask:
"Tell me about your conspiracy."
Wang Tu's face instantly showed a look of resistance, but he was just a second-grade Lingqi master, if it weren't for Gui Daozi's worry about startling the snake, he would have become a lonely soul by now, and Gui Daozi had wetted the bed many times when he was a child.
"My conspiracy... Conspiracy..."
Suddenly, Wang Tu roared with a hideous face:
"Tomorrow I will close all the valves of the public toilet near Mrs. Wang's house, and smoke her fiercely for three days and two nights, and she dares to call me a civil dog! I don't work overtime even if I have hair, and she dares to call me a civil dog! Outrageous! ”
Gui Daozi's face froze, and then he was silent for a long time.
After a few moments, he casually threw Wang Tu on the bed, snorted coldly, and walked to the gate of the marsh, muttering quietly as he unlocked the lock.
"This old lady is really scolding."