Suddenly, you grab a handful of straw paper, and he grabs a few pieces of straw paper, three, three, five, five. The straw paper in the treasure box is completely enough, and it is more than enough for everyone.
"Me, where's mine?" At this moment, suddenly, an old man appeared. This old man suddenly appeared, startling everyone.
This old man was wearing gray clothes. The clothes were gray and white. It could be seen that the old man had washed these clothes again and again. Although the clothes are washed frequently, over time they become worn and dirty.
Even though the clothes were washed frequently, they were not very clean, and the old man was working in the fields, so there were dirt stains on them.
The old man didn't have many wrinkles on his face, but his complexion was sallow and the skin on his hands looked dark. It could be seen that the old man not only had poor food and housing, but also worked hard for many years and was obviously malnourished.
The old man's hair is gray and sparse. Although he combs it neatly every day, he inadvertently makes it a little messy during work.
When the old man opens his mouth sometimes, he will find that there are not many teeth left in his mouth, and a few sparse teeth are still growing there. Even if there are only a few teeth left, they are still black and yellow. And the old teeth have already developed cavities.
"Tch—" As soon as they saw this old man, everyone present dispersed. No one wanted to stay with him. Even Jian Nu, Li Zhitian, and Zhen Xiong suddenly felt that the smell was terrible and turned around. Let's go and leave the tavern.
Only Li Qiye stood there. The old man came over and said, "Is there any more?"
"Also." Li Qiye said with a smile: "How much do you want?"
"They're all gone." The old man opened his mouth to reveal the sparse decayed teeth, which were about to fall off. As he said that, he directly carried away the treasure chests.
Li Qiye looked at his leaving figure and couldn't help but reveal a faint smile. He couldn't help but feel very emotional, and said softly: "I didn't want anything during my lifetime, at least I have it now."
After coming back to his senses, Li Qiye looked at the small wine shop and walked out of the door. At this time, he saw a group of people lying in the open space outside the small wine shop.
The man in red who slayed the dragon, the old fortune teller, the light-feathered man, the protection fee collector, the young man... They were all lying on the ground, lazily basking in the sun.
Li Qiye also walked over, simply sat down, looked at them with a smile, and said leisurely: "Aren't you going to work anymore?"
"Well, you can't work every day in life." The middle-aged man who collected the protection money shook his head and said, "It's not easy to receive a sum of money. Of course, you can enjoy your life."
"That's right, that's right." Guangyuren seemed to be full of food and wine. He burped and said, "I have to talk about this matter to Heaven..."
This guy said two out of three sentences that were inseparable from "heaven". Everyone looked at him and almost reached for the slingshot. However, fortunately, everyone looked like they had just eaten and didn't reach for the slingshot first.
"Don't tease me, don't tease me." Guangyu Man said: "Let me talk bad things about Heaven first. Well, we are all working as workers. We just have to sell our lives. Isn't that right? We have to do it. It’s too much to act like a cow, so after we’ve just finished eating, we won’t work for anyone, let’s take a short vacation for ourselves, take a good rest, and rest.”
After hearing what Guangyuren said, everyone let him go. No one took out their slingshots, and no one took care of him.
"You've got half a day to spare." The man in red slaying the dragon said with a sigh, looking very contented.
"My balls hurt when I'm idle." Dacheng Zhenlong also looked like he was very full. He burped and then let out a dragon fart with a "pop" sound.
"You're so disgusting..." Others all disliked him, but Dacheng Zhenlong said confidently: "What's so disgusting? You guys fart the same way when you're full. It's just that you fart secretly. I have a big body." , what’s wrong with putting it in a big fart?”
"It smells bad, it smells bad." The fortune teller shook his head and said with a smile.
"When it comes to smell, there is even worse smell." The young man blurted out.
The young man didn't mention any of the pots, but he did mention this one. Everyone looked at him, and all of a sudden they looked at him in a bad way.
The young man immediately shrank his neck, laughed dryly, and said, "Pretend I didn't say anything. Pretend I didn't say anything."
At this moment, in a corner far, far away, a faint voice sounded and said, "Can I sit over there?"
This voice was that of the old man who finally carried away the treasure box. At this moment, he was lying in a far corner, feeling like he was having a big meal.
"No..." Everyone said in unison. It was like everyone took out their slingshots to shoot the feathered men before. Everyone reached a tacit understanding at this time. .
"Okay." The old man responded quietly in the far corner, but it did not affect his enjoyment of the meal.
Li Qiye looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but show a faint smile. He also lay down and basked in the sun.
"I also think that if one day, after I die, there will be a lively atmosphere and people in the village come to eat, that would be a good thing." Li Qiye said leisurely while lying down.
"Tch, that won't work." The man in red slaying the dragon said, "If you die, who can come to your house to eat? Everyone is dead and only ghosts are left. Everyone has become a ghost. The food in front of your door If I can’t even eat, how can I still have time to go to your house?”
"That's right. You must not die. Otherwise, there will be no room for ghosts." The old fortune teller also agreed.
"Everyone in the world can die, but you can't die." The young man shook his head and said, "Once you die, everyone will have nothing to play with."
"If you die, no one will have time to be a ghost." The middle-aged man who collected the protection fee immediately said: "You'd better live well, so that no one will have a headache if you become a ghost."
When they said that, Li Qiye couldn't help but laugh and said: "These days, it's hard to be a human being, and it's even harder to be a ghost. Am I not a human being or a ghost? I'm disgusted by people when I'm alive, and I'm abandoned by ghosts when I'm dead. Sad."
"Are you like me?" The faint voice came from the far corner again.
"Tch—" Everyone unanimously expressed disgust and said, "You alone are enough in this world, no more."
"Okay." Youyou's voice seemed aggrieved, and she fell silent. She seemed to be having a good meal with her head down.
"Death." Li Qiye lay down, leisurely, looking at the sun in the sky, and said: "When there is no greed in your heart, everything will be calm, and death will not be scary."
"When you are a human, you all have greed, and you will also have it when you are a ghost." The old fortune teller couldn't help but say.
"If you are a ghost, greed can also be eliminated." The man in red said: "Let it go, and everything will be like smoke."
"It's best to be a kid." The elf kid got up, looked at everyone, and said, "No matter how greedy you are, my little body can't be greedy for you."
"Tch—" the young man glanced at the little elf with disdain and said, "When it comes to greed, no one can compare to you. You are small but greedy. I have never seen you so greedy when you were alive. After you die, you are just a greedy ghost."
"No, no." The elf kid shook his head and said, "Who doesn't want to be greedy? Isn't it impossible to achieve? Everyone is bullying me, a little person, so what else can I be greedy for?"
"Don't talk nonsense, and you can eat whatever you want." The fortune teller shook his head and said, "No one will bully you."
"I can make the decision." The man in red also smiled and shook his head, saying, "I definitely don't, and I don't know about the others either."
"Bang——" sounded, and the middle-aged man who collected the protection fee slapped the little elf on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Tell me who bullied you. Next time you pay the protection fee." , I will protect you, no one dares to bully you."
"Tch, forget it, I'd better let others bully me." The little elf was not interested at all in the man's suggestion of collecting protection money.
"Light shines on all living beings, and all living beings are equal," said the ascetic.
"Forget it, forget it, forget it." The man in red didn't believe in the asceticism and said, "In the end, you don't believe in the light yourself, so don't talk about the light."
"Hey, hey, hey, I can testify to this." The man who collected the protection money gloated and said with a smile: "You, the light, were the first to fall."
"No, no." The ascetic said in a serious manner and with righteous words: "I am not falling into darkness, nor am I abandoning the light. I am just using my body to overcome tribulations and wear out the darkness..."
"Yo, yo, yo..." the young man said with a smile of disdain: "What you say is better than what you sing. You are the best at stabbing someone in the back. You are wearing darkness. I look at you. You are holding a sharp blade of darkness. Come on, give each of us a knife first."
"Sin, sin." The ascetic said: "I will not be reincarnated for eternity to atone for the darkness of the past."
"What's reincarnation?" said the man in red: "It's good now. What's reincarnation for? There's no point in suffering and suffering."
"I agree." The fortune teller also nodded and said, "I will not reincarnate in the six realms. This is the best thing."
"Oh, not necessarily." The young man said: "What if I am reincarnated and born into a family of officials, I still want to be a second-generation loser. Doing nothing all day, doing nothing, teasing and teasing women from good families, these things should be My profession is my old profession."
"Crack, your family's officialdom has failed, and your whole family's heads have fallen to the ground." The little elf poured cold water on him.
The young man glared at him and said, "You are a dog that can't spit out ivory."
"Everyone is like this." The little elf said, "I still want to be born eight feet tall and tall."
"It must be a natural disaster." The faint voice came from the far corner again.
"It's a disaster, it's a disaster. Anyway, if you don't die as a poor Taoist, you will die as a fellow Taoist." The little elf didn't have any objections and smiled.
(End of chapter)
