Tian Xiaoding, Ou Muyun, and Tian Xiao'e accidentally came to a city called "Xundao City" to rest.
In the shop where the three of them had breakfast, they met four burly men.
These four big men were not very high in cultivation, and they were only at the third level of Qi training, but the content of their chats caught Xiao Ding's attention.
I heard one of the black-faced men complaining that he had spent the whole night in vain and found nothing. But another man with thick eyebrows persuaded him in a low voice, asking him to keep his voice down. He also said that they could not let others hear that they were looking for the colorful sacred stone.
Although the man spoke very quietly, Xiao Ding, who had a sharp ear and eyesight, heard clearly from the sidelines.
The five-colored sacred stone mentioned by the two people is exactly the spiritual object that Xiao Ding needs to find for the next upgrade of the Qiankun Pot. Did those four big men find any clues?
Xiao Ding then continued to listen silently.
The four men at the table next to him continued to discuss their topic without knowing anything.
One of the men with big teeth said disapprovingly to the man with thick eyebrows: "Third brother, you are too timid. Even if others can hear it, so what? We didn't tell you where to look for the sacred stone."
The bearded man sitting in the upper seat said: "The third child is right. Although we didn't say the specific location, Xundao Mountain outside the city is so big. When others hear what we say, they don't have to guess. You will know how to search for it in the Xundao Mountain. If someone else found the sacred stone first, wouldn't it be a waste of our efforts all night long?"
"Okay, boss, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's eat and eat." The black-faced man kept putting wontons into his mouth. A large bowl full of wontons was divided into two by the man, and even the dry and watery ones were eaten into his stomach.
The other three big men ate not too slowly, as if they had not eaten for several days. Each of them ate a large bowl of wontons, and there was not even any soup left.
Then, the four of them each ordered a large bowl of wontons, which they also ate together with the soup.
Xiao Ding originally wanted to eavesdrop on some important information from these four people, such as the specific location of the colorful sacred stone. But the four of them stopped talking even though they were halfway talking. This made Xiao Ding secretly anxious.
At this time, the black-faced man suddenly said: "Brothers, I'm going to go pee in the back first. You guys wait for me here."
But the other three people also stood up and said, "Let's go and pee together."
After saying that, the four big men walked towards the back of the breakfast shop together.
When Xiao Ding saw the four people leaving, for fear of missing their conversation, Xiao Ding quickly stood up and said to Ou Muyun and Tian Xiao'e: "You guys eat slowly here first, and I'll go and make it easier."
After saying that, he then walked towards the back of the store.
When Xiao Ding came to the backyard of the shop, he found that the four big men did not go into the latrine to pee, but stood in a row in the back yard, peeing on the snow in the yard.
The man with thick eyebrows said strangely: "Huh? Second brother, why did you pee a line, but I peed a hole?"
Before the black-faced man could answer, the fourth boy with big teeth smiled and said, "Look, the boss peed a lot."
When the bearded boss heard this, he also burst out laughing and said, "When I saw our four brothers peeing, I suddenly became inspired by poetry and wanted to compose a poem. Do you guys want to hear it?"
The other three men immediately responded: "I would like to hear the boss's poems!"
The bearded man laughed loudly and said, "Okay, okay, just listen to me singing."
After saying that, he stretched out his hand to hold the peeing utensil, shook it, put it into his pants, and said: "The boss peed in a big area, the second ink peed in a line, the third ink peed in a pit, and the fourth inked a line. Just a wild goose.”
The other three people also shook their peeing belongings, pulled up their pants, and clapped their hands together and praised: "Good poem, good poem! Big brother is indeed knowledgeable and talented! If you don't join our Poetry Association in Xundao City, then you will all What a waste of talent!"
But the bearded boss waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, don't worry, I still have one sentence left to finish my poem."
The three people said quickly: "Boss, please speak up. Boss, please speak up. What's the other sentence?"
The bearded boss swung his arms towards the urine stains of the four people on the snow, made a big circle in the air, and then said: "The last sentence is: the snow has melted and you can't see it!"
"Huh? The boss peed in a big area, the second peed in a line, the third peed in a pit, the fourth painted a goose, and the snow melted and couldn't be seen! It's wonderful! Boss, you are indeed a genius in poetry. !” The third child with thick eyebrows praised.
Dabanya's fourth child immediately said: "Third brother, don't forget, our boss's name is Zhen Shen Shen Shen. What does this name mean? It means really unfathomable. If the boss didn't write some poems, How can a talented person be worthy of this name? How can he join our Poetry Association in Xundao City?"
The black-faced second child quickly reminded: "Fourth brother, our boss has not joined the Poetry Association yet."
Dabanya Lao Si explained: "Because our boss is a talented poet, joining their poetry association is a sign of respect for them. It's just a matter of time. The main thing is whether our boss is willing to join them."
The thick-browed Lao San suddenly said seriously: "Four Lao, it's really hard to talk about this matter. I heard that our Poetry Association in Xundao City is not accessible to anyone who wants to. It seems like they People are not selected based on their true talents and learning.”
"If you don't choose people based on their true talents and actual learning? Then what should be the basis for selecting people?" Dabanya Lao Si asked doubtfully.
"It depends on the relationship. I heard that the president of the Poetry Association has a daughter who usually only writes some shit and shit, and then writes it in paragraphs, but those who criticize her say it is poetry, and they say The poems about shit and urine written by the president’s daughter are not something you ordinary people can understand. They call them art. That’s why I joined the Poetry Association last year.” The third person with thick eyebrows replied.
Daban Ya suddenly rolled his eyes and said, "Third brother, look at the poems written by our boss. Are they considered shit poems?"
The thick-browed Lao San thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "The boss's poems are only about urine, not shit or farts. I guess they can't be considered shit and piss poems. I guess he might not be able to join the Poetry Association."
"So, a talented person like our boss can't join the Poetry Association unless he writes poems about shit and shit?" Dabanya was confused again.
The thick-browed old man shook his head helplessly and said: "I think it's a bit mysterious..."
At this time, the bearded boss on the other side suddenly said: "Brothers, I have come up with another cucumber poem. Do you want to hear it?"
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