The old Taoist never thinks of himself as a hero, and many times, he even forgets that he is a Taoist priest.

After all, he is the master who sometimes pronounces "Immeasurable God" as "Amitabha".

He has self-awareness, he knows that he is a little person, and little people have their own way of living, and he understands it.

Use it as a joke to spice up your life.

It is also a kind of self-consciousness to forcefully create laughter when there is no laughter.

He knew that he was of no use. He was useless except for the family heirloom talisman.

Even the current dead-end janitor in the bookstore, in the eyes of the old Taoist, is similar to Li's sweeping monk in the Sutra Pavilion of Shaolin Temple. If you pull him out, you can beat him violently.

Being a small person also has the advantages of being a small person. You can escape when you need to. When something happens, others don't expect you to be able to withstand it, so you don't have to stand up. You can remain useful and you don't have to be a hero to enjoy your life.

Got to grow.

This is the old way of survival,

The world laughs at him, slanders him, mocks him and scorns him,

But at the age of seventy years, he has already seen everything about life and work clearly. Those who laugh at him actually don't understand it clearly, and they don't live a realistic life.

The little monkey was behind him, still holding the small schoolbag, his eyes filled with tears.

The old man held a telegraph pole with one hand, barely supporting himself to stand. His body was already covered in scars.

On the knees, shoulders, calves, etc., you can even see the bones inside some wounds.

Even when Cao hit him last time, the old Taoist didn't suffer such serious injuries.

It is really unbearable for an ordinary person, a minor character, to be seriously injured. Don't look at Boss Zhou's former Kai Wushuang who often fell into a coma for half a month, and his body was badly bruised and bruised. But Boss Zhou's physique is different. After waking up,

After practicing for a while, you can still be alive and kicking.

Old Taoists don't get this kind of treatment,

But he continued to stand firm and stood in front of the little monkey.

I don’t know whether it was because the black shadow deliberately wanted to slowly ravage him, or because the old Taoist put the talisman on his forehead to make the other party feel a little afraid.

In short,

Sombra didn't kill him cleanly,

Instead, I fell into this kind of tug-saw that hurt me a little bit every time.

And the old way,

Here we can only be regarded as the passive bearer.

The shadow strikes again,

The old man was punched hard in the chest. His whole body was like a kite with its string broken, flying upside down and then hitting the ground. Blood began to flow out of the corners of his mouth, and he almost fainted.

"Damn it...or just...kill Pindao...are you interested...in this way...little by little?"

Constantly going back and forth, in and out,

You think you are a poor person!"

Even though he was beaten into such a miserable state, the old Taoist still spoke unforgivingly. He was usually very considerate in front of Zhou Ze, and would even come out with a broom and mop when he made a mistake to contribute to "striving for a sanitary city".

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But this time, the old Taoist didn't follow his heart at all, and even seemed to be a little stubborn.

Just like when a guy named Sun Xiaoqiang in Rongcheng persuaded him to stop funding those white-eyed wolf students in the mountains.

But the old man still goes his own way,

People who seem to have no principles simply haven't encountered something they want to stick to.

"Okay... I'm here to tell you... your job... is far worse than my boss..."

The little monkey squatted next to the old road, scratching his ears and cheeks in anxiety, and even dug out a handful of mud from the flower bed, intending to pee on it.

But at this time, the little monkey couldn't urinate. The more he couldn't pee, the more urgent he became. The more urgent he was, the more he couldn't urinate.

It started jumping around non-stop, looking for a way but couldn't find it. If it were the one in the previous life with a fierce look, it could have fought, but in this life it was still too young and seemed too helpless at this time.

Some.

The black shadow began to walk slowly, as if it was watching whether Lao Dao would stand up. His behavior did seem a bit abnormal. Just as Lao Dao guessed, he seemed to be really afraid of something.

Are you afraid of your own talisman?

But doesn’t he claim to be a righteous person?

my talisman,

Does it work for him?

The old Taoist was also a little confused,

But confused as he was, he still had to stand up,

Since he regarded the little monkey as his own grandson, there was no way he would die behind him. However, the old man tried his best and still couldn't stand up.

The shadow comes,

It seemed that he also breathed a long sigh of relief,

Then he raised his hand,

The hands are very narrow,

Yes,

very narrow,

It is as narrow as a piece of paper, but it is extremely sharp, as if it can easily tear apart any obstacle.

The little monkey held the book of yin and yang, threw it to the ground hard, and even stepped on it with his own feet.

Boss Zhou gave this thing to the little monkey for safekeeping.

Of course the little monkey knew that this must be a treasure,

But this baby couldn't play a role at the critical moment.

It feels like you are trapped in the desert with several boxes of rare treasures but not a drop of water.

But stepping on stepping on,

A cat meow suddenly came from the book of Yin and Yang,

Immediately afterwards,

Three beams of different colors shot out from inside and landed in the surrounding area.

The black one is a black cat,

The green one is a python,

The yellow one is a weasel,

Boss Zhou's "Animal World" finally made its debut at this time.

Teacher Zhao Zhongxiang’s voice seemed to be heard in my ears:

"In this forest, summer has arrived, weasels have begun to come out to look for food, snakes have ended their hibernation, and the hunters' fur has become lazy and unenergetic.

Here, you can see many animals, they live here, and together they create the harmony and beauty of nature.

Here, you can even see fucked horses..."

The shadow paused for a moment.

"Squeak!!!!"

The little monkey shouted desperately at the three figures, and he didn't know what he was shouting, but animals, oh no, monsters should also have their own communication methods and languages, so the little monkey's "Zhi Zhi Zhi",

They should be able to understand it.

present,

The black cat crouched against the shadow, preparing to attack.

After all, the Book of Yin and Yang has long been recognized as the master by Zhou Ze. Although Zhou Ze, the master, doesn't know how to play, the black cat, as a weapon spirit, knows what he should do.

But Bagu Nai and Huang Asan showed indifference. They even took the initiative to step back a distance, saying that they had nothing to do with me.

"Haha, you actually want to ask my aunt to save you at this time?

Why should I save you?

You all die,

It would be better if everyone in the bookstore died!"

"Huhuhu...huhuhu..."

Huang Asan continued to sleep. Although it was moving, it still snored, which also showed that it had nothing to do with itself.
To be continued...