Chapter 113: The rice is mushy
Over the mountains.
At night, find a big tree, jump on the thick branches, sleep on the ground, one is damp, and the other is all kinds of insects and centipedes crawl to crawl out, but even if you sleep on the branches, mosquitoes, full of people fly around, handsome pot is annoying, but there is no good solution.
Looking at the little poison again, he took out a bottle, powdered it everywhere, sprinkled it around, and then lay quietly on the branch.
Seeing this, Shuai Guo asked, "What are you sprinkling?"
"Repel mosquitoes, full of powder. "The little poison answered.
The handsome pot jumped from the branch to the little poison.
"Lend it to me. ”
The little poison was given to him, and Shuai Guo happily took the bottle, and said in his heart, when it comes to my hands, there is no reason to return it.
Sprinkled insect repellent powder on the branch where he was lying, not to mention, the effect was really good, the insects, the small flying insects of the full class, none of them were gone.
Nothing was said all night.
In less than two days, we reached the foot of the mountain.
Shuai Guo has been away from home for a long time, but as soon as he arrives at the foot of the mountain, everything in the past appears in front of him one by one.
"Right on top of this hill. ”
The little poison looked up, stood for a long time, and asked, "How many years have you lived here?"
Shuai Guo stopped and said, "I've been living here for seventeen years since I can remember. "If the old man hadn't driven him down the mountain, maybe it would have been a little longer.
When he came back this time, in addition to sending a little poison to his father, he also hoped that the old man would teach him some martial arts.
Relying only on the light skills of the White Old Ghost Sect to stand alone in the world, the old poison's ability to poison and defend poison, and 'Nian', walking on this turbulent river and lake is still a little less.
As the saying goes, more skills don't weigh down.
The more the merrier.
"Do you miss your father?" asked Shuai-nabe.
The little poison said firmly, "I don't want to." ”
No, you're a liar, your expression betrays you.
Shuai Guo said, "Work hard, soon, you will be able to see your father." ”
The little poison's face changed a few expressions.
Step by step, the two of them reached the top of the mountain in a short time.
The familiar thatched house, the familiar yard, the familiar flowers and plants, everything has not changed, everything is so familiar.
Shuai Guo stood at the entrance of the courtyard and shouted, "Old man, I'm back!"
But no one answered.
"Grandpa Poison. Shuai Guo shouted again.
"Where have all the people gone?"
The little poison stood at the entrance of the courtyard, and countless insects flew out of its body, scattering in all directions.
Valley.
There were countless wooden boxes, and the old poison was squatting in front of a wooden box, taking out a bug from the wooden box, the old poison looked at it carefully, then let go, and shook his head, "Failed again." ”
"Why is it so difficult to cultivate? ”
At this time, a flying insect that did not belong here flew into this valley and slowly landed on his shoulder, the old poison turned his head, took a look, and laughed, "My kid, why is he here." ”
The old poison got up.
The worm paused for a moment, then got up and flew away.
Thatched house, Shuai Guo said, "No one, I guess I'm out." ”
Open the courtyard door directly, enter the yard, and sneak directly into the kitchen, where there are some vegetables in the kitchen, handsome pot to wash vegetables, cut vegetables, and prepare to open the fire for cooking.
In the past few days, I have been shuttling in the mountains, eating cold dry food, and I haven't even drunk hot dishes and soup.
Shuai Guo thought, "I don't know, the old man will cry excitedly when he sees me." ”
The little poison walked around the yard for a while, and a bug flew back, and the little poison followed the bug and walked towards the west.
After a while, the old poison and the little poison met on the road.
Both appeared calm.
The old poison said lightly, "Why are you here?"
In fact, he wanted to ask, "Son, are you here to see me?" but when he opened his mouth, he couldn't call out his son.
"Can't I come?"
The little poison wanted to open his mouth to call out to his father, but he said a vindictive word.
Old Poison said, "That's not what I meant. ”
The old poison is usually very venomous, but now he seems a little clumsy. Just because, that's his son.
"Then what do you mean. ”
This is the meeting of the Father and the Son.
......
The old man went down the mountain and went to the village to find someone to play chess, and it was too boring to stay alone on the mountain.
And today, playing chess in the village, he lost several times in a row, which made him angry.
In addition, it is time to eat, and I have to go back to cooking.
When I reached the halfway point of the mountain, I saw the smoke in the distance, and said in my heart, "Today, the sun came out of the west, and the old poison actually burned the fire to cook." ”
"Can he eat the food?"
And quickened his pace to the top of the mountain.
When I entered the yard and arrived at the kitchen, I saw a familiar figure, the old man rubbed his eyes, making sure that he was not mistaken, "Shuai Guo, why are you, why are you back." ”
The handsome pot turned his head, brewing emotions, his eyes moistened, "Old man......"
The old man grimaced and said, "It's not that I couldn't get through it under the mountain, so I ran back." ”
"Where did you come from, where did you go back, I can't afford to support you. ”
When Shuai Guo heard this, he was very angry, and he ruined the scene of the encounter too much.
I thought that when we met, I would have tears in my eyes.
Who knew it would be like this.
But he said, "Old man, I miss you." ”
The old man said lightly, "I only think about me verbally, and I didn't bring me any gifts or anything like that." ”
Handsome pot said, came back in a hurry, forgot.
The old man said angrily, "After raising you for so many years, you don't know how to bring some gifts when you come back, although I don't want your gifts, but to see if you have filial piety......?"
The words are not finished yet.
I saw Shuai Guo take out a small bag from his arms.
"Authentic Kaifeng tobacco. ”
In addition to being fond of widows, the old man also liked to smoke.
"I sold it from a tobacco store, and it cost me a full fifty taels. ”
The old man was quick-eyed, grabbed it, looked at the goods, and said, "You have a little conscience, buy less in the future, it's too loser." ”
Shuai Guo snorted.
The old man said, "What is the matter with you coming back this time?"
"Can't I come back to see you if it's nothing?" said Shuai Guo.
"You have such good intentions. ”
Shuai Guo took out the old man's cigarette stick, put in the tobacco, lit it for the old man, and said, "Old man, this time I walked the rivers and lakes, met a lot of people, encountered a lot of things, the old saying is good, read ten thousand books, it is better to travel thousands of miles, and honestly do not deceive me." I realized that you drove me down the mountain with good intentions. ”
The old man took a puff of his cigarette and said, "Just understand." ”
I understand that you are a big-headed ghost, and you drove me down the mountain, and you definitely didn't have this aspect in mind.
"I can walk the rivers and lakes, several times, but my life is not guaranteed. I know that I am not good at learning, and I dare not report to my family, for fear of losing Grandpa Bai, Grandpa Poison, and your people. ”
The old man glanced at the handsome pot and motioned for him to continue.
"I can only do light skills, the ability to distinguish and recognize drugs, there is no martial arts that can fight the enemy, I hope to learn some killing skills, preferably a deadly martial arts. ”
"Turns out, that's what you're coming back for. The old man said lightly, "I also have killing skills, and I am also a martial arts master, and the lion opens his mouth widely, and he is not afraid of biting his tongue." ”
The handsome pot made a bitter gourd face.
The old man said again, "The martial arts you learn are enough to save your life, what do you do when you learn killing skills, and you don't kill people." ”
Shuai Guo said in his heart, I am a killer, don't I kill people?
The old man said, "When you encounter danger, you don't run, are you stupid?"
Shuai Guo said, "If one day, you are in danger, I can't beat the enemy, I can't leave you behind, just run away." If I learn martial arts, at least I can help you fight together. ”
"You curse me. The old man pondered for a moment, "If I can't resist it, if you make a move, you will be cannon fodder." ”
Shuai Guo was speechless.
The old man thought about it for a while, and taught Shuai Guo a set of methods for acupoints.
"Points?"
When the handsome pot heard it, he was not happy, and he pointed to the acupoint, what is there to learn.
"You don't want to learn?"
"No, I want to learn. ”
As he spoke, the old poison frowned and said, "Do you smell the smell of burning?"
Shuai Guo hurried to the stove, extinguished the firewood, and said, "The rice is paste." ”