Ba Long locked himself, but I wasn't afraid of him, so I looked at him coldly.
Fang Henshao said angrily: "Brother Li, I really don't mean any harm, I just want to see what will happen to Mr. Li Daoxuan in the end!"
I asked with a sneer: "Then what?"
"Then? What then?" Fang Henshao was stunned for a moment, then reacted: "Then he left of course."
I said: "Then you don't have to wait. My grandfather used this method to pursue immortality, and there were only two endings. One was to become a spiritual corpse with distinctions between good and evil. After emerging from the coffin, he lurked in the mountains and forests, hoping to one day achieve enlightenment. .”
"The second is to fail and become a vicious corpse. At that time, I will kill him with my own hands. As for the coffin, I will send it back to Shiwanda Mountain, so don't worry about it."
Grandpa set up this situation, I feel a little sad.
Because regardless of success or failure, to me, I have lost my grandfather in the true sense.
But as his grandson, I can only give him the result he wants.
Second uncle's thoughts should be the same as mine.
"No, no!" Fang Henshao shook his head, "If Li Daoxuan is like you said, then there is no point in him occupying this coffin. What I want to see is the third possibility!"
I frowned slightly.
It’s not that I haven’t thought about things that are too far away, but I prefer to believe what I see before me.
Because the only thing I want to solve and can solve is what I see in front of me.
But after hearing what Fang Henshao said, I couldn't help but ask, "What is the third possibility?"
"I don't know!" Fang Henshao answered simply, and then added: "That's why I wanted to take a look."
Although Huang Jiu is inside the golden dragon, the golden dragon is locked to me. For him, the eight dragons are like a cage with space, and he can jump up and down.
At this time, he squatted on my head and said: "Scholar, I advise you to leave quickly. When my second uncle comes back later, he will beat you to pieces."
I nodded in agreement. And he was also hesitating in his heart, thinking about whether to call the little-footed girl out to scare him away.
After struggling for a while, I gave up the idea.
Because some people who drink soup want to eat meat while drinking.
Fang Henshao is naturally not a kind person, but at least he didn't do anything to me.
After the red coffin was revealed, he had no intention of moving.
Using the trump card on him is a bit useless.
Fang Hen saw that I was not attacking him. He sat on a rock and drank heavily.
Huang Jiu and I hid in the Eight Dragon Lock, and the two sides confronted each other.
After a bit of drunkenness, Fang Henshao suddenly said: "It's boring to do this. How about I write a poem for you?"
I had a cold face and said nothing.
In the excitement, Fang Henshao didn't care about us, he just shook his head and said: "The moon is shining on the top of the mountain, and there are three shadows on the ground, a drunkard, a baby, and a yellow-skinned boy."
After reading, he patted his palms proudly and said: "What a poem, what a poem!"
I curled my lips speechlessly.
I thought he had his own lightning rod and read a lot of books.
Now it seems that I was wrong, and very wrong.
He hasn't read the book at all.
Otherwise, I would never be able to write such a cool poem.
Seeing that he felt good about himself and wanted to play another song, I was worried that grandpa would jump out of the coffin and said hurriedly: "Brother, I only have an elementary school education. If you write poems to me, you are just playing the piano to a cow and wasting your own time." Talent, why don’t you read us a poem!”
When the scholar heard that I was uneducated, he said contemptuously: "It's vulgar for a cow to chew peonies."
Huang Jiu and I nodded hurriedly.
As long as he doesn't write poetry and say what we are, we are what we are.
Fang Hen took a few sips of wine and began to read poetry.
I have to say that his poems are written like shit, but when he reads them, they are very powerful and refreshing.
When he got excited about it, he also followed it with gestures.
After reciting a song, he performed a sword dance with his bare hands, and finally dismounted from his horse, raised his head, and drank a few sips of wine.
He opened his mouth and said, "Don't you see it, the water of the Yellow River is coming up from the sky and flowing..."
As soon as the heroic voice came out, a lump of mud fell from the sky and hit his face.
Fang hated that the young horse was not united and fell to the ground.
He lay on the ground, stretched out his hand to wipe the thing on his face, stuck out his tongue and licked it, and immediately cursed in an uncivilized manner: "Oh, let me go, who the hell is bragging to the sky."
When I heard it, I realized that the mud on his face was not mud, but cow dung.
The second uncle came down the slope, threw away the rag in his hand, waved his hand and walked to me.
I withdrew the Eight Dragons and looked at Fang Henshao's appearance, laughing so hard that I couldn't straighten my waist.
Fang Henshao got up from the ground, pointed at his second uncle angrily and said, "Li Er, fortunately we are still friends, what you are doing is unethical!"
The second uncle snorted: "If you show up here, we are no longer friends."
It turns out we know each other.
No wonder the second uncle told me to leave her alone when he saw old lady Mai, but when he saw Fang Henshao, his expression darkened and he took the initiative to take action.
After all, not participating in this kind of thing is the best support between friends.
In this regard, Mao Xiaoyun did a good job.
And Mao Xiaoyun was invited by me.
If you put it together, the meaning is different.
Fang Henshao circulated his Qi, shook the cow shit away from his face, spat a few times, and said angrily: "I just came here to take a look, can I still eat your father?"
Bang!
The second uncle kicked the pot on the ground and moved his chin towards grandpa's coffin: "The man is in the coffin. If you have the ability, take him out and stew him."
Fang Henshao's face turned dark when he heard this. Before he could speak, the second uncle said again: "If you leave now, we will still be friends. If you stay, we will be enemies!"
My second uncle just cursed my grandfather and said he wanted to destroy him.
In fact, he also protected my grandfather.
It is precisely because of excessive nervousness and care that even former friends dare not trust him.
When Fang Henshao heard this, he stepped back and said, "You can't deal with the people in the mountains alone. If I help you, you will have a better chance of winning."
When he said this, I saw a wound on my second uncle's shoulder. It was just that it healed too quickly and no blood flowed out. It was already scarring, so I didn't notice it at the first time.
It seems that the second uncle has chased someone, but he has not beaten him.
Facing Fang Henshao, the second uncle's attitude was very firm, "You and I met by chance, and we don't have a close friendship. If you intervene in today's matter, we will decide the winner."
When Fang Henshao heard this, he held his chest sadly and backed away, as if he was so angry that he was about to vomit blood. He said resentfully: "Okay, okay, okay, you are such a heartless person, I will leave!"
Huang Jiu and I stood aside, our mouths opened in an "O" shape.
Huang Jiu came to his senses and commented: "He looks like a man, but he is actually a man, but he likes men."
The second uncle lost the fight and was already in a bad mood. After hearing Huang Jiu's words, his face became darker and he scolded Fang Henshao: "Stop being such a disgusting person here. If you don't get out, I will send you out!"
The second uncle said, clenching his fists.
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