The chicken-eating old man, as a character who appears immediately after the male protagonist, and is also related to the male protagonist, in today's terms, the old man is Wang Busui's direct guardian. Of course, Wang Busui is also the first heir to the old man's inheritance.

How can the identity be mediocre? The old man once wanted to be famous. In order to attract some readers who are more curious about knowledge, we will keep the identity of the old man secret for now. We will not mention it here. Later stories will tell about eating chicken with one hand and playing games with the other.

, this is definitely an experienced player, and at this level, you can definitely play chicken every day.

Opening the small mouth of the cherry, uh, okay, let's take a big mouth. After all, she is not a transvestite. He tore off a piece of chicken, closed his mouth, and chewed slowly until it was chewed, and then swallowed it gently. This gesture was elegant, as if

When the flow is flowing smoothly, it can be seen that the old man is also professional when eating chicken. When you see the smile on the corner of the old man's mouth and his high-spirited appearance, it is no surprise that the old man is also professional when eating chicken.

After the roast chicken was finished, the old man picked up the towel beside the table and wiped his greasy hands. Then he took a sip of tea and said proudly: "You idiot, you run so slowly and don't know how to hide. You are not looking for death."

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As expected, the old man had chicken again.

The temple is not big. Apart from a few houses that look very historical on the outside, there is nothing else. A wall surrounds the small temple, leaving an open space in the middle. It is estimated that when Buddhism was popular, it was convenient for giving sermons to the people.

purpose.

Believing in Buddhism, our country still has traditions. Since Buddhism was introduced to our country, it suppressed the Taoism, the local sect of our country. In its glory days, people from eight villages around ten miles away would go to small temples to listen to monks preaching scriptures. Although they themselves

I don’t quite understand what the old monk meant. In short, I have enough money to serve the Buddha, and I feel at ease.

In times of trouble, you pray to the Buddha to bless you and keep you safe. When you are safe, you will thank the Buddha for keeping you safe. People always know how to be grateful. It can be seen that being a monk is definitely a promising and guaranteed career that can guarantee harvests despite droughts and floods.

.No wonder, the government regulates it and conducts regular inspections.

But later, people gradually discovered that this Buddha was very ineffective. After ten times of prayer, it was ineffective. Slowly, fewer and fewer people believed in Buddhism.

Nowadays, religious beliefs are slowly disappearing, and major monasteries are also having a hard time. Some certified monks are better off, with wages paid by the court. The poor ones are the wild monks who shaved their heads. The people do not believe in Buddhism, so naturally they

There is no income.

Just like the previous owner of this small temple, because he had no financial income, he had to leave the small temple and go to a wider world to promote Buddhism and save the common people. Well, well, it is said that the previous owner was very unfortunate and had only been down the mountain for a few days.

, he died of starvation on the roadside, as he wished, ashes to ashes, dust to dust, Western bliss. Here he comes.

The old man also came here by chance. He saw this temple, sitting between two mountains. It should be a place to gather energy and energy. The old man liked it very much. The key was that it didn't cost money, so he stayed there.

For more than ten years, I have regarded this place as my own home. No one comes to collect rent, the old man does not allow others to interfere, and no one comes to the mountain. Except for that annoying Li Zheng, he goes up to the mountain to collect taxes every three to five, and there are many kinds.

Land use tax, air use tax, etc., etc. Fortunately, the old man is very poor. Every time he comes, he comes with good fortune and returns with bad luck.

The old man has no income, so he has no money to repair the temple, and the surrounding walls have also collapsed. Fortunately, there are younger people who are diligent in cleaning. Although the small temple is dilapidated, it is still tidy.

The villagers at the foot of the mountain are no longer kind. Roof tiles are often lost. The old man has to bear the pain and raise a dog. Although the dog doesn't eat much, it makes the old man's already poor life worse and the burden is heavier. In the past, he had three meals a day.

If there is meat, now it can only be changed to one meal.

The name of the big yellow dog is Wangcai. This name is among the animals, and it should be a household name. Its reputation is no less than that of some emperors and superstars. It is an Internet celebrity name.

Wangcai lay lazily in the corner with his ears drooped. The midday sun was baking the ground, which was boiling hot. Wangcai had to get up and leave his one-bedroom apartment. Well, a small nest made of stones can also provide shelter from the wind and rain.

Yes, for a beast, this was a mansion. Wangcai lay down again in the shade in the corner, and then drooped his ears again, motionless, probably to save energy.

The old man looked at Wangcai, then said hello, and Wangcai flew to the old man's side. Well, Wangcai is not an angel and does not have wings.

Without any greeting, Wangcai crawled under the table and started eating. The chicken was delicious, and the chicken bones were even better. For Wangcai, who was hungry and full, eating chicken bones was like catching up with the Chinese New Year.

It can be regarded as a gift from God. It can be seen that reincarnation is a technical job. It is like this for people, and it is not like this for dogs. If Wangcai is a famous dog, he will not be complacent just because he ate chicken bones. Then Wangcai's food is absolutely luxurious

, there are clothes to wear, you can bathe and get haircuts, you will also have your own separate room, toys, and people to accompany you. Food and drink are also shipped across the ocean from outside. Some families often spend a year on a dog.

It will be higher than the ten years of living expenses of ordinary people in the Ming Empire. Of course, dogs will eat it if you give it shit.

When it comes to reincarnation, we start talking about the immortal king. In his previous life, the immortal king had a very hard life. After going through a lot of hardships, he finally became a man of four kinds. But in the end, he did not travel again with the regrets of a man. Live a happy life.

Before I had time to enjoy it, it was a pity for my school beauty wife.

The king in this world is not very happy even if he is not dead. Since he woke up, the only living thing he has seen is the old man eating chicken. In his mind, this old man is still his relative - grandpa. And of course there is the table.

The big yellow dog feasting on chicken below is a sign of wealth.

There are no mansions, no luxury cars, let alone maids who serve people. It is all wishful thinking. Once you travel through time, you will be in hell mode. Even three simple meals a day have become a problem, potatoes, cabbage, cabbage and potatoes, even like this

All the food and drinks provided for him are borrowed from Li Bao's country at the foot of the mountain. I have to say that Li Zheng is a good person. Moreover, he is unlucky. On those days when Mr. Li Zheng is not feeling well every month, Wang Budie is very likely to return empty-handed.

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Wang Busheng woke up, and according to the old man's explanation, the reason why he passed out was that he went to Li Zheng's house to steal a chicken at noon, and was hit by an iron pot thrown by Li Baoguo.

Fortunately, Wangfeng's Wangcai found the old man in time, otherwise Wang BuSheng would have been in bad luck, and there would be no possibility of traveling through time again. Wang BuSheng was rescued, and WangCai became Wang BuSheng's great benefactor.

When Wang Fusei woke up, he only felt that his mind was groggy. After drinking so much Meng Po soup, Wang Fusei still had a trace of the memory of his previous life, but he couldn't think of it for a while, and simply didn't think about it.

My memory is also limited. I only remember the small temple and the Wuhu Village at the foot of the mountain.

Besides, Wang Busheng’s appearance, the eyebrows are still somewhat similar to those in his previous life. Well, the meaning is very simple and easy to understand. Wang Busheng in his previous life was not outstanding in appearance and had a popular face. It is the same in this life as well. The only difference is

The place is now Wang Busheng. He always has a bad smile on his lips. I always feel that this kid is preparing to trick people.

Let’s talk about Wang Busheng’s height. He is very popular, but being tall can also attract the attention of girls. However, Wang Busheng’s height is also very popular. One foot is about 33 centimeters. Wang Busheng can only be a little over five feet.

He is only around 1.7 meters tall. According to the old man, twenty-five grows longer and thirty-three leaps and bounds. Wang Busheng is less than twenty this year, so there is still a chance for promotion.

After waking up and sleeping, Wang Busui felt very happy. But within a few days, happiness left him. Wang Busui was kicked out of bed by the old man, and he began to live a dark life again.

In June, when the sun is shining brightly, talented people will also recite a poem. In midsummer, gold and fire compete, yin and yang compete with each other, the drums of heaven and earth bake the furnace, and Kuafu is dying of thirst. Well, this poet is straight

For the white one, change to a more elegant one: Pavilion Wu Guo Ge Yang, Guifeng shrinks his head and does not meet each other.

But if it were Wang BuSi, Wang BuSi could only curse weakly: "I'll go, it's so hot."

The old man was sitting under the eaves, Wangcai was lying under the table, while Wang Busheng, on the other hand, stood with his feet parallel and shoulder width apart, his knees bent in a half-squat, his thighs slightly flat, his toes clasped inward, and his five toes grasping.

On the ground, the center of gravity is between the legs, the knees are abducted, perpendicular to the toes, the crotch is rounded, the head is upright, straight, hold the chest, tighten the abdomen, lift the anus, stand up the waist, open the hips, sink the shoulders, close the hips,

Well, that's right, this is the essentials of the Zama Step. At this moment, Wang Busui has been maintaining the movement for several hours. The only difference is that Wang Busui's hands are not idle either. One hand is stretched forward, and the other hand is still

Hold a pen.

On the table are several stacks of paper, and of course there are several books, such as "Tao Te Ching", "Book of Changes", "Tai Shang Ying Pian", "Xisheng Jing", "Nan Hua Zhen Jing", "Chongxu Zhen Jing" and "The Original Purpose of Dao Xuan Jing"

, Well, yes, they are all Taoist classics. I guess the old man did not believe in Buddhism and converted to Christianity.

Everyone's guess was correct. Wang BuZi was copying a book, and the one next to him should have been finished. Looking at the handwriting, it must be said that God still did not give Wang BuZi an outstanding appearance in this life, but the words were still written.

Yes, sometimes it is vigorous and powerful, like a silver-hook iron painting, with a clear and penetrating character, and sometimes it is like a scratch in the sand, sparing paper and ink. It does not look at the face, but only reads the words, which is quite popular.

I guess the old man is also a big fan of Sanqing, otherwise there wouldn’t be so many unique copies of Taoism, some of which are difficult to buy on the market.

Wang Bushi can no longer remember how long he has been like this. Ever since he was able to get out of bed and move around, the old man has been exercising himself in this way. In the old man's words: "Tone your muscles and bones, and you will not be afraid of Li Zheng's iron pot."

Wang Bushi didn't understand very much. If he wanted to resist the iron pots of Li Zheng's family, shouldn't he practice Iron Head Kung Fu? He couldn't do the same thing even if he was walking on horseback every day. If it didn't work, he could practice the Vajra Cover Iron Cloth Shirt. It was better than doing the same thing every day.

Squatting like a fool.

Wang Bushi protested many times, but the old man turned out to be very undemocratic. After several beatings, Wang Bushi became honest.

This morning, before dawn, Wang Busui was called out. He wanted to say that he was still growing and needed enough sleep, but when he saw the pole in the old man's hand, Wang Busui shut up again.

In this way, Wang BuShu started his day's work and went to the mountain to fetch water. Others had the habit of doing morning exercises, but the old man had the habit of taking a bath in the morning. Moreover, the old man loved to be clean, so he consumed a lot of water. Generally, Wang BuShu needed to carry 20

A few buckets, and then it was time to prepare breakfast. There was nothing in the small temple, so I could only quietly go to Li Zheng's house to borrow some. A few cucumbers and tomatoes today, and a chicken or something tomorrow.

Today, Wang Busheng was lucky enough to borrow a chicken, which was the one the old man was eating.

Watching the old man's swallowing movements, Wang Bu Shou couldn't help but swallow his saliva. Seeing Wang Cai chewing on the bones, Wang Bu Shou wanted to kick it away and add a few mouthfuls himself.

Wang Bu die's vision was very aggressive, and his animal sense was particularly sensitive. Sensing Wang Bu die's intention, Wang Cai took the leftover bones in his mouth and fled quickly, dug a hole and buried it in his house, and then buried it in the corner of his house.

Bury a few pieces in each place. Dogs have evolved these days and know that eggs cannot be put in the same basket.

Of course, Wang Busheng still has noble sentiments. He fought with dogs for food. Wang Busheng did it in his previous life, but he has never tried it in this life.
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