Good deeds will be rewarded with good deeds, and evil deeds will be rewarded with evil deeds. It’s not that there will be no retribution, it’s just because the old immortal has not yet arrived. In this stormy moment, the old immortal once again proves that this sentence still has some basis. Of course, in most cases, you are better than The longer the enemy lives, the more likely he will get his wish.
Lao Bu Die is a good person. Why? Because he is a direct relative of the male protagonist Wang Bu Die. Although he often uses violence against Wang Bu Die, children cannot become talents without fighting. Their lives are not perfect, children are easy to learn bad things, small trees can become crooked, and good people are naturally surrounded by good people.
For example, the two boys, Fatty Toutuo, are the opposite examples. They were beaten too few times when they were young, so now they have embarked on a path full of evil, cheating and abduction. Except for vicious cases such as murder and arson, their courage is still very small. Basically, no other bad things have happened. Doing all kinds of evil is the best way to describe their life trajectory. They can even do ridiculous things like robbing children of their candied haws. So the people lying on the ground at this moment are these two brothers.
The screams came one after another, which seemed so eerie in the wind and rain. Even the birds, insects and animals in the grass were frightened away.
The second fat man's arm was dislocated and he was thrown into the sky by the old immortal. If he fell to the ground like this, the result was predictable. If his face landed on the ground, he would be disfigured and there would be many injuries on his body. But seeing this moment Fat brother is still standing there, it seems that he is still in the position where he may land. Could it be that Fat Brother wants to catch him? Er Pang is very touched. The brotherly love is deep. Brother, it is better for him. A little tear falls from Er Pang's big face. As the wind and rain fell, I couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears.
With a smile and gratitude to his fat brother, the second fat man landed on the ground and landed well on the big fat man.
The pain from the knee has just been transmitted to the brain, which is probably the reason for the fat. Before the efferent nerves of the big fat can send the pain command from the brain back to the knee, the big fat suffers from another injury. Three hundred The big fat man weighing 5 pounds fell on him. The force of the sparks hitting the earth made the feeling of fatness more obvious than the last time when the fat man weighed down on him. The words in his heart were also affirmed. Losing weight is really important.
Although Er Pang has gained a little weight, his flesh is still soft. If it were replaced by other objects, Big Pang's ending would be even worse. It is not impossible that he would die. This shows that Lao Immort still has some kindness.
Seeing the appearance of these two boys, Old Immortal could only smile bitterly. Their strength was really too poor.
The old immortal did not stop. He walked up to the two fat boys and looked at the two who were pretending to be dead. The old immortal warned: "Remember to tell your master that what is mine is mine and no one can take it away." After saying that, he tightened the computer in his arms and walked away, his thin figure disappearing under the rain curtain.
Although it is embarrassing to pretend to be dead, in order not to be beaten again, the two of them can only choose to pretend to be dead. They usually only yell a few times when performing tasks. In addition, they are burly, so they will still give a little charity. Eaters. Ever since he followed his boss, Pangpang Toutuo has not performed any missions. There are only legends about them in the world, and their reliability is also very low.
But today I met Lao Immortal, and his threats had no effect. Although he had been in the world for so many years, he had also learned some three-legged cat skills. It was not a problem to deal with some ordinary people. To deal with Lao Immortal who was better than himself, All their methods were ineffective, and being beaten had become a fact. In order to avoid being violently beaten, the two of them chose to pretend to be dead for the first time with a tacit understanding.
It wasn't until the footsteps of the old immortal disappeared for a long time that Big Fatty finally couldn't bear it anymore and whispered: "Second Fatty, why don't you get up quickly? How many times have I told you, remember to eat less and lose weight, it will be easy to get better." Hypertension and heart disease.”
"Oh, I got it." The second fat man covered his arms, climbed up with difficulty, and muttered in a low voice: "You are fatter than me, but you can still eat."
Unexpectedly, the fat man's old ears were still very good, and he scolded: "What do you know? I am strong, my whole body is muscle. I eat more because I often use my brain."
"I" Erpang would like to give further examples, such as your big belly and the amount of food you can eat in one meal, including ten bowls of rice, three chickens, and two pig's trotters. He was interrupted by Big Fatty: "Shut up, I'll hurt you if I talk again."
Erpang decisively shut up, which is probably the reason why he was often violently treated. This is very similar to Wang Busheng. He can be said to be a brother in distress. Erpang should drink chicken blood, burn incense and worship Wang Bushit, and then form a combination of "Fat and Slender Tutuo".
The fat man limped up and stood up. His kneecaps were already cracked, so the pain was inevitable, but in comparison, it was still better than a dislocation. I found a tree and sat down, and with difficulty I took out my mobile phone from my arms. Well, it was a Daming brand mobile phone. It was developed by the Ming Dynasty Academy of Sciences. It is waterproof, dustproof and drop-proof. It is an absolute three-proof mobile phone.
After watching it for a long time, the fat man still dared not press that number.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and finally, with the mentality of dying early and being reborn early, the fat man pressed the number.
This is an antique study room. There is no doubt that this must be either an official or a wealthy businessman, because ordinary people do not have study rooms in their homes. Even the upright Li Baoguo does not have a study room in his country. Even those scholars and educated people are not in a good financial situation. Well, there is no study room, the bedroom is also a study room.
But this room is just a study, not a bedroom, because there is no bed.
The decoration of the study room is very simple, preferring a wooden structure, but the material of the wood is unusual. It is a rare wood that even the rich can't buy in the market. A bookshelf is filled with books, just for reading. Although there is not a lot of dust, a discerning person can tell at a glance that these are just for show, because the books here have never been turned.
There was a table and a chair, and the dim light illuminated a man wearing a robe. It was just that the man was too thin, and the robe always seemed a bit funny when he was wearing it. The light was too dim, so we couldn't see his face clearly. We could only see the few hairs on his head. He has white hair and must be quite old.
On the table is a fine Duanzhou inkstone. "History of Duanxi Inkstone" says: "It is light in weight, hard but soft in texture. It is silent and has no sound when rubbed. It is like a child's skin when pressed. It is warm, soft and tender but not slippery."
Duan inkstones had been exhausted during the reign of Empress Li of Nantang. Those that can be handed down now are definitely not cheap. Such a family must be both wealthy and noble.
A piece of rice paper was spread out, and a corner was held down with a ruler. The man in a robe picked up the hanging langhao pen. Holding the robe with one hand, Qi gathered in the Dantian, the other hand fell quickly, the iron painted silver hook, the pen moved like a dragon and snake, exhaled, the man put down the pen, looked at his masterpiece, nodded with satisfaction, " Well, that’s a lot of progress.”
I saw the character on the table, Bei Cai, uh, well, it was the character for wealth, but the distance was a little farther apart. Maybe this person was afraid that he would not run out of rice paper, and it would not look good to write one character on a piece of paper, so he deliberately separated it. Some came.
Wealth is money, "The Theory of the God of Money" says. "Money makes the poor wise, the cold warm, and the poor are brave." "Money can turn misfortunes into blessings, succeed from failure, and bring peace to those in danger. The life of the dead, the length of their lives, wealth and poverty, all depend on money." "
Wealth can influence gods, money can make ghosts grind, money is omnipotent, and lack of money is absolutely impossible.
Just how should I describe the word for the man in the robe? He is vigorous and powerful, freely retractable and flexible, or he looks like a wild horse running wild or a rushing river.
Um, okay, the handwriting is really good. People who haven't practiced calligraphy for a day or two really can't write such 'good' handwriting. He sat down and picked up the teapot next to him, took a sip of tea, and looked at this word. The more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became, and a smile appeared on his lips. Suddenly the cell phone on the table rang unexpectedly. This person accidentally dropped the teapot on the ground and smashed it to pieces. This was a Jun kiln teapot from the Yuan Dynasty. There are very few surviving ones and you can't buy it if you have money. Three thousand taels are gone.
The man covered his chest, feeling very heartbroken. Looking at the decoration of the room, it seemed that the owner of this room was not short of money, but the landlord's family didn't have much food left, so he would save what he could.
He picked up the phone with displeasure, looked at the number on it, and connected the phone. Before the other party could speak, he said first: "If you still ask for an increase in food expenses, don't call me again. You guys have to stop." The food is enough for me to raise a litter of pigs.”
The caller was none other than Big Fatty. Since he had been keeping watch here, his mission was just to keep Old Immortal and Wang Immortal from going down the mountain. There was nothing else to do. It was quite boring. I just wanted to eat something, so the food expenses were a little bit. Nervous, they often give advice to their bosses and ask for an increase in food expenses.
"Boss, you misunderstood. This time it's not about food expenses. I have business matters," Big Fat said in a low voice.
The man in the robe was very surprised. It was the first time in so many years that he heard that this fat man could still have something serious to do: "Oh, you still have something serious to do, okay, as long as it's not related to food, you can just say it,"
"Boss, is there anyone around you?"
Could it be that there was something important? The man in the robe stood up, opened the door and looked outside. After making sure no one was there, he closed the door and said "No"
"Are there any valuables?"
"Put it out quickly" It is obvious that this person's patience is not very good. He has a broad heart and a fat body, but there is a reason why he is thin.
"Okay, boss, I told you." Big Fatty was still very uneasy and said, "Boss, do you have any hidden disease, the kind that attacks when you get excited?"
Big Fat's worry is very necessary. He hopes that his boss can live a long life. After all, he will only meet such a good master in his life.
"Does hemorrhoids count?" the man in the robe said with suppressed anger.
"That's okay, I also have prostatitis," Big Fat explained.
After swallowing his saliva, the big fat man said, "The old man is coming down the mountain."
"who"
"Old man, old age never dies."
A violent murmur came through the phone. Big Fatty felt his ears ringing all over. He could only sigh that his master had a bad mentality and had not practiced enough. The ability to look to the left without blinking. Fortunately, he is by his side, and his master has the opportunity to practice more.
The fine Duan Inkstone was thrown on the ground and smashed into pieces. Tens of thousands of taels were gone again. I was in a bad mood. I had a bad habit of breaking things and wasted money.
Hearing the movement, there were footsteps outside. A man who looked like a servant quietly opened the door and said, "Second Young Master, what are your orders?"
"roll".
After looking at the broken inkstone and tea cup on the ground, the servant decisively closed the door and retreated.
For a long, long time, there was no sound on the phone anymore. Big Fatty was very worried. From ancient times to the present, it is not that there are no precedents for hemorrhoids to cause death. For example, Zhu Di, the founder of the Ming Dynasty, disappeared on the trail. Such an awesome person died at the hands of hemorrhoids. .
His master still cannot be compared to Zhu Di, and it is not impossible to die at the hands of an unspeakable disease such as hemorrhoids.
"Boss, boss, please say something, don't scare me." Big Fat shouted loudly, with a sound of crying in his voice,
The man in the robe fell into deep thought and lamented that the ghost was really lingering, and it still came out again after more than ten years. Just when I was thinking of words to describe my mood at this moment, I was interrupted by Big Fatty,
"Shut up, you don't have to worry about that old man. Keep an eye on that kid. If he goes down the mountain again, you guys will starve to death."
