Dogs look down on people, rely on people's power, can't spit out ivory from their mouths, are wolf-hearted, and ignore others. .
Except for the last one, dogs are such famous animals. They lived on this earth tens of thousands of years ago and once dominated domestic animals. Looking at Wangcai's already cold corpse, nothing mattered anymore. No matter how outstanding it was in life and had great achievements, it was just a corpse now, worthless.
There are things that a gentleman should do and things he should not do. As for roasting the rich wealth and sending it to Li Zheng's house, this is something that the king cannot do without death. This has already touched the bottom line of the king without death. When a person dies, the lamp goes out, and when a dog dies, so does it. In this way, the accounts of the previous life have been settled, so why let the dog die and live without peace? The most important thing is that the dog meat cannot be eaten by oneself. Although you are the son of the Li Zheng family, although you are a second-generation official, and although you have power in your hands, the good man Wang Budie will not obey.
If Wang Bushi understands Feng Shui, he still plans to choose a good place for Wangcai, preferably a place with dragon energy. He can be an emperor in his next life, and he can be a prince at the last time. Don't act like this in this life. a shame.
After all, they were masters and servants, but Wang Busheng had no one to teach him Feng Shui, so he could only give in to Wangcai and make do. He dug a hole behind the small temple, buried some soil, and buried Wangcai's body. Put it in and it's over.
The king stood in front of Wangcai's tomb for a long time, leaving tears behind. Human beings are animals with emotions. They can cry when they are happy and when they are sad. However, there are still very few people who shed tears for a dog, especially when Wangcai returns. Not a fine breed, not a husky, not a pet dog, just a rural dog. It can be seen that Wang Busheng still has feelings for Wangcai.
After filling in a few more shovels of soil, it was no longer necessary to erect a monument for Wangcai, but the most basic things were still indispensable. A wooden sign was inserted in front of Wangcai's tomb, and a few words were written with a pen, Wangcai's tomb. .
Wang Bushi murmured: "Wangcai, I don't have money now. When I have money, I will definitely repair your tomb. It will be thousands of times better than the emperor's tomb. Remember, don't let it rot." Otherwise, you won’t be able to live there by then.”
Split, a bolt of lightning pierced the face of the sky. Could it be that the God of Thunder and the Mother of Lightning were also close friends and old friends. When they saw Wangcai leaving like this, they thought of raining some rain to stir up the atmosphere and treat it as a farewell.
Wang Bushit was covered in cold sweat. What would happen if he saw Wangcai crawling out of the cemetery? Fortunately, Wangcai's cemetery was still safe. A few drops of rain fell on his face, and the rain finally started.
"You have too many nostalgias in this life, including the chicken bones in the doghouse, your spouse, and the puppies. Don't worry, I will definitely solve it for you and reunite your family." Wang Busheng promised.
He ran back to the small temple and dug out the chicken bones. Wang Bu died and was buried in Wangcai's cemetery. The dog cannot go hungry even if it dies.
After doing these things, the king went down the mountain without death. Loneliness was terrible. He couldn't let Wangcai die as a dog. He had to find a companion for him when he went to the underworld.
Old Immortal walked very quickly because there was something on his mind. Even his favorite roast chicken was a little less fragrant. As he got older, he rarely used up so much energy, so Old Immortal could only walk for a while. , take a rest, and then eat a few bites of chicken. Before it gets dark, three or two chickens are finished. It can be seen that when the old immortal was reincarnated, Meng Po also drank a lot of soup.
I regret it very much. I still need to bring a few more chickens, just in case something unexpected happens.
There is no point in regretting. The only thing I can do is stand up and go on my way.
A flash of lightning pierced the face of the sky on the mountain, and the situation below the mountain was no better.
"It's going to rain soon," the old man said to himself as he looked at the slowly cloudy sky.
The old man quickened his pace. Ahead was the entrance to Wuhu Village. There used to be a thatched house there. It had not been down the mountain for more than ten years. I didn't know if it was still there.
The raindrops began to fall, fell on the branches and leaves, were blocked by the leaves, stayed in the leaves, and then swayed with the wind, slowly slid down, fell into the grass, fell into the soil, and reincarnated again, just like many people Ordinary life. All that was left was a handful of loess.
The leaves change countless shapes in the rain, but they will always stand up strong and return to their true colors at that moment. After the dust is washed away, you are still yourself.
The flying flowers are as light as dreams, and the boundless rain is as thin as sorrow.
Old Immortal's steps were fast, but his heart was extremely heavy. More than ten years ago, he left there in a fit of anger. No one stopped him, and no one tried to stop him. Now when he goes back, what can he gain for Wang Immortal.
Will my colleagues, my Zepao brothers, raise their swords at each other?
It's too late to rush back now. Countless thoughts are intertwined in my mind. At such an old age, it is really unbearable and my head hurts.
Putting the computer in his arms, Lao Immortal's pace became much faster.
There is a saying that goes well, it is possible to come if you want, but not so easy to leave if you want.
The path is very narrow, after all, no vehicles will come to this remote mountainous area.
Passing through the rain, Lao Bu Sheng saw two figures in the rain. Well, although Lao Bu Sheng was old, he was neither deaf nor blinded. This was probably because the chickens in Li Bao's country were rich in nutrients.
You shouldn't have come.
I'm still here.
Once you're here, don't even think about leaving.
Once I came, I didn’t want to leave.
The duel between masters is usually full of nonsense, you say something, I say something, most of the movie has gone on, and the duel hasn't even started yet. Such a director will be beaten to death, or he will be crushed to death.
The old man stood still. He had known for a long time that it would not be easy for him to leave Wuhu Village. There would always be people who wanted him to stay in Wuhu Village, and it was best to die in Wuhu Village. They no longer have worries, troubles, and panic all day long, and they can sleep peacefully at night.
The two people slowly walked towards Lao Immortal and stood not far from Lao Immortal.
I saw two people, one was quite fat, and the other was also very fat. They were wearing monk's cassocks, revealing their big belly, which was eight months pregnant. The clothes were stained with oil and twists. It was estimated that these clothes had been a few years and were already as patty as a wenwan. , look at these two faces again, well, okay, they are all shiny. Just like the eighteen Arhats enshrined in the temple.
"Haha, old man, I advise you to go back obediently, otherwise don't blame our brothers for not knowing how to care for the elderly." One of the fat men said. It was obvious that this was the leader. The number one among the two was often the leader first. After speaking, the people below echoed.
For example, another fat comrade showed his sandbag-sized fists and said: "Yes, yes, yes, I will make you look good."
Could it be that they are the fat Toutuo rumored in the world? When such a person becomes a killer, his image is just a little bad, lowering the reputation of the entire killer industry.
Well, okay, maybe it's because their salary requirements are not high, and their masters can take care of it without spending much.
Speaking of these two fat comrades, one is called Big Fat, and the other is not called Little Fat, but Second Fat, because the Second Fat's IQ is slightly lower. He's always so stupid, and during his cooperation with Big Fatty, he always acted like a retarded person, a fool. For example, two people set up a stall to beg for food. The second fat man would always sit there, salivating stupidly, smiling at the corner of his mouth, then picking his nose with his fingers, putting it in his mouth to let it flow, and finally squeaking a few times.
The two are biological brothers. The nightmare began when their parents gave birth to these two boys. Wang Busheng was reincarnated and drank a pot of Meng Po soup, and these two boys may have drank more than three pots and five pots. Because they really eat too much and are too lazy to do any work. When looking for a job, they work for one day and take three days off. Later, they are not willing to do any work at all. They sleep until midnight in the morning and have to work hard at night. How could ordinary people afford a late-night snack that was meaty and spicy? So their parents went out to work. He left these two children at home and ignored them. They were still young at the time, only in their twenties.
They had no choice but to have nothing to eat or drink, and they didn't want to go out to work, so the two of them had no choice but to cheat. At first, the people in their own village couldn't save their face and would always give them a little. But later, when people saw the two brothers, they started talking to each other. Hide, I have seen shameless people, but such a shameless couple is really rare in the world. Without food in the village, the two of them had no choice but to wander around. It has to be said that there is no complete useless person in the world, it’s just that the position at this time is not suitable for them. For example, they are fat and fat, and they are completely unfit to be farmers. That level. It's even more difficult to work at work. They don't have that much physical strength, and they can't meet the kind of good boss who lets them work for one day, take three days off, and pay them the same salary.
But in other industries, they are like fish in the sea, and they are very comfortable.
This road is Buddhism - the road to becoming a monk. Since the two of them shaved their heads, stole some cassocks from the temple and put them on, Big Fatty and Two Fatty found that their success rate in begging for food has increased a lot. No matter how poor the people are, they will always squeeze out a little from the small surplus food at home.
Especially the kind of rich and powerful people are even more generous. There was once a hostess of an official's family who dedicated her body to the Buddha. That night, Big Fat and Two Fatty will never forget it. It was their first love. times, that year they were forty years old.
Since Zhu Xiluo was born as a monk, the Ming Empire did not restrict the behavior of monks very much, and officials would not investigate. Even if he broke the law, as long as it was not a crime of treason or beheading, he would basically have to pay a small fine. They can be acquitted and do not need to be sent to the frontier. Therefore, the number of monks is increasing. Those with or without certificates are estimated to have accounted for 10% of the population of the Ming Empire. This is not a small number.
With more monks, competition became fiercer. The common people gradually discovered that the monks who came to beg for food every day had more grains of rice than their own families, and some even came in groups. As a result, fewer and fewer people are willing to give alms, and the same is true for rich and powerful people. After all, their rice is not blown by strong winds, but is grown in the ground.
The big fat and the fat two gradually discovered that work was getting harder and harder, and they could not eat five meals a day. The two made a decisive decision to improve their business level. They could not just rely on begging for a living, so they also began to try to start a new business. Their business includes telling people's fortunes, predicting marriage, reading Feng Shui, and praying for the dead. Not to mention, the income is much more than begging for food. They can also see meat and fish every day, and they have gained a lot of weight.
The people of the Ming Empire were kind and simple, but they would also try. When they were poor, they wanted to change. When they saw that other monks could ask for food, or even get the so-called Buddha's sesame oil money, many monks also slowly changed. , do some part-time jobs, just like Big Fat and Two Fat.
This is true in every industry. If there are more people working in the field and the levels are different, the industry will be disrupted. After all, if you were fooled once, it might be that the monk's professional skills were a little poor. But if you were fooled countless times, that was the problem of the entire monk industry. Not long after, the monk's profession was completely ruined. Big Fat and Er Being fat has no business. It is also getting poorer.
As the saying goes, if you are poor, you will want to change, but the big and fat people are still capable. For example, if someone is very eloquent, in layman's terms, he or she is good at deceiving. Repackage yourself. Once upon a time, there was a pair of fat and thin Toutuo killers in the world. They had extremely high martial arts skills, so the big fat and the second fat one became Fatty Toutuo. Everyone spread rumors, and gradually they couldn’t tell whether they were fat or thin. No, the current owner of the two was the one who was deceived. After hearing about Fatty Toutuo's reputation, he decisively left them under his sect, providing them with money, food, and everything they wanted. Because that night, it was the first time for Big Fat and Two Fatty. The official lady was too powerful and injured both of them. Therefore, Big Fat and Two Fatty also became immune to women, and they would feel it when they saw female animals. My lower body hurts and my legs feel weak, so I am not interested in beauty at all. This makes the current master even more admirable. After all, wine and meat have passed through the intestines. In the heart of the Buddha, wine and meat are fine. There are many monks who eat meat and drink wine, but there are very few wine-meat monks who can not approach women. It can be seen that these two are A true monk. Buddhist and Taoist saints.
Experts can't waste, so Big Fat and Er Fat were sent to Wuhu Village to take charge of guarding tasks.
