Push that god!

Chapter 6

The old man at the bottom of the stairs was wearing a short jacket and said in shock. After speaking, he seemed to feel that something was wrong, so he quickly covered his mouth and said softly: "You son, why don't you listen to persuasion."

While talking, he chased up Ni Chao who was about to come down, and said in a hurry: "Hide quickly, if you need anything, tell Tong Tong, the old man who can help will always help."

Ni Chao, who was full of doubts, couldn't help opening his mouth wide in a daze. I'm not a heinous villain. Old man, do you have to act like a big enemy is coming, with your whole body and eyes full of defense?

He was full of doubts, and showed a sincere smile: "Thank you for saving my life, sir. Along the way, I lived in the wind and slept in the open, and my body was itchy. I want to take an expensive bath."

After hearing his words, the old man's face became even more ugly, his eyes were full of astonishment that he tried to hide, he hesitated for a while, and forced the corners of his mouth to twitch: "You go to the attic first, and I'll prepare the bath water, okay?" I will call you."

The old man looked him up a few times, pursed his lips, hunched his back slightly, and went to the back hall.

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Looking at the gradually disappearing figure, Ni Chao fell into deep thought. Although the old man's eyes were not malicious, they were definitely not much better.

He keenly discovered that in those complicated eyes, there was vigilance, struggle, pity, and more sadness.

Ni Chao looked around and became more suspicious. The spacious room could be seen at a glance. Judging from the structure, walls, beams, and round wooden columns of the house, it was a bit similar to ancient buildings, but the furnishings were relatively simple. The long benches are surrounded by a table of eight immortals. On the north wall, there is a long dark-colored long table in the air. There is an incense burner on it, and the incense smoke inside is curling up. A portrait of Songhe Yannian is hung on the incense burner.

The whole house was empty and looked very deserted. The furnishings did not match the style of the house at all. It was a mix and match combination that somewhat matched the old man's clothes.

Ni Chao was depressed, and could only roughly guess the era he was in.

Late Qing Dynasty, Republic of China?Modern?

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He suppressed the doubts in his heart and went back to the attic. The little guy was sleeping soundly, innocent and cute.

After a while, there was movement on the other side of the stairs. The old man stood on it, poked his head out, glanced at the little grandson, smiled kindly, and whispered: "The water is boiling, you can wash it."

No matter how you hear these words, there is a strange and profound meaning. It seems to be saying that the water boils and the pigs are fattened. It is time for the red knife to go in and the white knife to go out, bloodletting, killing pigs and eating meat.

Fuzzed by his own thoughts, Ni Chao thought for a while, and said, "I am causing you trouble, sir, what is your surname, and when I return home in the future, I can come to the house with my family to thank you."

Ni Chao started to get close, and the old man smiled: "It's not troublesome, but it's just a matter of boiling a bucket of hot water, so it won't delay anything."

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No delay in sharpening the knife at all.

Ni Chao was shaking with goosebumps all over his body, his face turned pale, and he sat up from the bed with difficulty, he had to find a way to escape, the situation here is not optimistic.

Unless it's a last resort, it's really not good to be ruthless as soon as you come up, and get rough on the grandparents and grandchildren who saved your life.

The old man was walking in front, and Ni Chao followed behind in a state of anxiety, suddenly laughing, why some grass and trees are all soldiers, if they come, let them be at ease, at worst, they will die and return to the garbage god, and find an opportunity to chop him up.

Unreliable brain supplements really kill people.

After relaxing, he became interested and asked, "Master, what's your surname? It looks like you are in great shape, with extremely healthy teeth, and a radiant face. You look about fifty or so at most."

The old man laughed at what he said, his gray beard trembled up and down on his old face: "The old man is almost seventy this year, most of his body is going to be buried in the ground, how can he be as young as you said?" , you can just call me Old Suntou."

Seventy is really good, I can knock you down without any effort.

Facts have proved that Ni Chao, who was unlucky, was too happy. The old man's next sentence stepped him from heaven to hell.

"Young man, you can really talk." The old man smiled and said, "I think back when I was young, I was famous for my strength in the town. I could kill a tiger in the mountains with a few punches."

As he said that, he showed Ni Chao his rough and callused hand: "Look, although it is not as good as before, it's not that the old man is boasting. If you punch a few more times, you can still kill a tiger."

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Ni Chao choked on his words.

Are you warning me not to move my mind? The eyes are really sharp.

You always thought you were Wu Song who couldn't pass three bowls.

It seems that the old grandson hasn't had such a hearty chat for many years. The chatterbox is open, and the enthusiasm makes Ni Chao a little bit overwhelmed.

He couldn't help thinking that he had strayed into the wolf's lair. The grandparents and grandson seemed innocent and harmless, but they were actually a dark lair. They were deliberately arranged here to wait for passers-by, so as to surprise them and sneak attack them.

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He was startled by his unrestrained imagination again, shook his head, followed the old man forward, passed through the courtyard, walked through the verandah, and had no time to pay attention to the scenery along the way, and came to the backyard. The old man opened the door and said with a smile: "It's perfect to take a hot bath in this weather, and wash away the mold by the way."

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Are you sarcastic about me, or are you conveying some news.

Ni Chao frowned absently, and glanced around the room. In the middle of the small room was a wooden bucket half a person's height, next to a screen with landscape paintings, clean towels hanging on it, and a set that was ready. Commoner clothes and trousers from the beginning of the year.

The old man smiled embarrassingly: "The clothes are my son's old clothes, don't mind my little brother, just make do with it, and it's okay to cover up your body."

Facing the hospitable and considerate old man Sun, no matter how thick-skinned he is, he is not good at speaking harshly. His face blushed a little, thanked the old man, raised his head and asked casually: "Where is the latrine at home?"

Old man Sun glanced at him, was silent for a while, then smiled and said, "Turn left when you go out the door, and you can see it after walking a dozen meters."

He was barely naked, turned around the screen, old man Sun gave him a hesitant look, thought for a while, and then said in a low voice: "Young man, the old man doesn't look like you are a bad person. Hurry up and leave here today while it’s dark, how did you get here, or how do you go back. This is not where you came from, the old man can only help you get here. "

Old man Sun shook his head, sighed, rubbed his hands hard on his face, regained his numbness and calmness, and walked back.

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Ni Chao's face became embarrassing. Could it be that he wanted me to commit suicide by biting my tongue and go back to see the garbage god.

He touched his nose, smiled embarrassingly, and raised his eyebrows, no matter what, let's take a shower first.

He was almost certain that this small town was isolated from the world and did not welcome visitors from outside at all, not to mention that he was a future visitor.

In a daze, he was about to step into the wooden barrel with one leg, but he couldn't control his strength, and fell to the ground with a plop. Coincidentally, the wooden barrel was caught by one leg, and the water inside poured out. Fortunately, the old man I was careful enough to prepare warm water, otherwise it would not be a standard prelude to slaughtering a pig.

Ni Chao struggled to remove the big wooden barrel that was pressing on him, and got out of it, with a miserable face. Is there anything more tragic than this?

Almost being crushed into a turtle by the vat.

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Fortunately, old man Sun is a real person. He prepared a small bucket of cold water and put it next to his body, and took a hot bath to soak in the soup. Ni Chao, who was in a downturn, bit his middle finger and took a cold bath. .

After taking a quick shower and changing clothes, I looked up and down. The sleeves of this jacket are short, but they can be rolled up. What's the trouble from the trouser legs to the calves? I dare say these are fashionable cropped pants.

He bent down wonderingly and rolled up his trouser legs to his knees. This outfit is completely suitable for fishing at the beach.

People have three urgencies. After taking a bath, they feel more energetic, but there are bursts of pain in the abdomen, grinning, and running wildly, running to the place the old man said, to solve the shit and pee.

Resisting the urge to complain about the toilet, a wooden fence surrounded a large pit with a plank on top, and below was the stinking Mitiangong old man, watching him covetously.

The person who was pulled was almost collapsed, and his legs and feet were numb from squatting. After freely excreting the filth in his body, he came back to his senses, and was shocked to find that he forgot to ask old man Sun for toilet paper.

Fuck, how can you wipe your ass.

Could it be that Xiang Shaolong, the Hong Kong special police officer in Qin Ji, took a piece of bamboo to scrape his ass.

Chrysanthemum residues, wounds all over the ground.

Or pull some weeds and wipe your ass clean.

Ni Chao had a cold face, thinking about how to deal with the unprecedented embarrassment.

Is it really necessary to stand up, stick out the dirty PP, undress and wipe the chrysanthemum indecently?

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The soul is light, it must be the way I take a bath is wrong.

Which evil pen have you ever seen, take a hot bath, fall a dog to eat shit, and be forced to take a cold shower?

Ni Chao straightened his upper body regretfully, and whispered unwillingly: "Old man, old man."

I pray that the old man doesn't go far, maybe he is still busy in the backyard.

It is unscientific to have a tacit understanding.

Old man Sun was at the old man at the moment, whispering to his cute little grandson: "My dear boy, if someone asks, you must never admit that we have seen that uncle, do you know?"

Tong Tong, who was lying on the old man's knee and playing with old man Sun's fingers, said without raising his head, "Why is grandpa? Uncle is very nice, and he even told me stories."

Old man Sun sighed and pinched his soft face, coaxing: "If Tongtong is so good that no one asks, grandpa will spread egg pancakes for you at night, three balls."

Throwing the bait, the old man hesitated for a while, his eyes lit up, he licked his mouth, shook his calf, and happily wriggled his body on his leg to act like a spoiled child, and cheered happily, "How are you four balls?"

"Success, success, when did grandpa not follow Tongtong from our family?" The old man lowered his head and kissed his forehead: "Be good Tongtong, this is a huge secret, only the two of us know it, and it must be done when the task is completed." do you know?"

Tongtong's face was tight, with a sense of mission spontaneously, and he patted his chest to promise: "Never say anything, Tongtong will obediently complete the task."

A gust of wind blew by, and the wooden fence creaked, but no one responded. Ni Chao, who was in despair, yelled "Old Man" loudly without giving up.

Not far from the next door, someone suddenly replied: "Howling, old man, I am busy nesting my papa".

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Ni Chao's eyes lit up, showing joy, and he continued to shout: "Old man, can you borrow some paper, wipe PP, and I will definitely return you dozens of bundles later."

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There was a rustling sound, as if someone was fastening his trouser belt, and footsteps followed.

In ecstasy, he pricked up his ears, in a trance, someone came over the wall, and stood outside the wooden fence for a while, as if he had seen a ghost, his eyes were bigger than copper bells, and he was furious.

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