Chapter 77: The Old Man Comes by the Chiluo Pagoda
Avril Lavigne was walking in front with Doris' little body in her arms, while Fengtie staggered beside her. Doris seemed to be getting better. She enjoyed Avril's warm and fragrant embrace, and her little head kept thinking about Avril Lavigne.
My arms were arching and arching, but I still didn't wake up.
Feng Tie looked at the happy little guy in Avril's arms with jealousy on his face, wishing he could pull her out and throw her into the sea to replace her. Avril felt Feng Tie's obscene gaze, her cheeks turned red and she whispered softly: "You...
What are you looking at, bastard?"
"Nothing, nothing!" Feng Tie said with a playful smile, "I was just thinking, now that we are in this weird place where birds have no shit, we have nothing to eat or drink, and it is still unknown how long we can live. How about we burn our lives
The last gorgeous thing, a little intimacy in the dark, do you think it’s okay?”
"Oh, you little pervert has finally revealed its fox tail. You want to molest me, right? Are you afraid that I will beat you to pieces?" Avril said angrily.
Feng Tie put on a threatening tone and said calmly: "Oh, I remember that your magic doesn't seem to work well here. You said it yourself. Except for the little Luo who hasn't been weaned yet,
Li, it seems that I am the only handsome and strong man left, and you still dare to bet hard on me. I really don’t know who gave you the courage."
"Hehehe." Avril glanced sideways at Feng Tie and said with a smile: "Now it seems that you are indeed an ignorant bastard and a playboy. Even if you have no knowledge, you should have some knowledge at least. Do you know what fighting spirit is?
" Avril's feet instantly erupted into a ball of purple light, and she stepped heavily on the ground. A cloud of sand flew across the sky, splashing Feng Tiejie all over her head and face.
Feng Tie hurriedly apologized and said with a smile: "It's just a joke, why should the heroine be angry? It's purely a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!" Feng Tie turned away bitterly and muttered dissatisfiedly: "This dead look doesn't match yours.
That old man who is always good at pretending is equally unpopular. Depending on who you marry in the future, you may end up being a miserable spinster for the rest of your life, and you will cry bitterly and regret why you didn't catch him in the first place.
The opportunity will fall under my little leather boots, hum."
Avril's sharp ears heard most of it intermittently, and she angrily shouted: "Feng Tie, you are seeking death!" She kicked Feng Tie hard on the butt, and Feng Tie was caught off guard and flew out, drawing a beautiful parabola and gnawing into the sand.
There, Feng Tiebei was hit by grains of sand, twitched and rolled a few times on the sand, and lay on his back without making a sound.
Avril didn't expect that she would kick Feng Tie like this with her angry kick. She ran to Feng Tie anxiously, put down Doris and shook Feng Tie's body hard, crying in panic: "Feng Tie, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me.
, I really didn’t mean it.”
Feng Tie opened his eyes with difficulty, and said intermittently: "I... am going to die. It's a pity that I... am still... a virgin... body, I... will not... be willing... what, if it is... in my...
Before... you die, can you... kiss... me, and I... die... without... regrets!"
"Snapped!"
Seeing the smile in Feng Tie's eyes disappear, Avril realized that she had been tricked, and in shame and anger, she slapped Feng Tie on the face. Feng Tie was stunned, and then became furious: "You are even a dead person.
Fight, can you be any more ruthless?"
"Hey!" Avril said leisurely: "You speak a lot more eloquently. It seems that my hitting therapy is effective. Just lie down and don't move, and I will give you something more useful!" Avril waved her right fist.
, the fist and forearm were surrounded by a layer of lavender fighting spirit, and they were about to hit Feng Tie's "renzhong" heavily.
"No! No, no!" Feng Tie jumped up suddenly, ran forward a long distance, ran up a slightly higher sand dune and shouted without looking back: "I'm fine, I decided not to die, no."
Please kiss me, it's not a bother, just keep your first kiss to yourself. Huh? What is that?"
Feng Tie pointed forward, with a look of excitement on his face. Avril glared at Feng Tie angrily, thinking that he was up to something again, and ignored her. She picked up Doris from the ground and slowly walked towards Feng Tie.
Go.
However, Feng Tie's shouts were out of tune with excitement. He kept jumping up and down, pointing forward, and kept gesticulating to Avril to tell her to come and see. Avril saw that Feng Tie's expression didn't seem to be fake, and she exerted all her strength with one step.
He ran to the sand dune and stood side by side with Feng Tie, looking forward.
A dark red tall tower stands abruptly on the sandy beach in front of it. The tall tower spirals up layer by layer. From a distance, it looks like a huge conch, reflecting each other with the blue sea and white sand. It is very beautiful. On the sand in front of the tower
A small black dot seemed to be a human being, but it was motionless and difficult to see clearly from a distance.
Feng Tie and Avril escaped from a desperate situation and suddenly saw human structures in this barren land. They couldn't help but be overjoyed. Their hearts were agitated and they ran towards the red snail. This sentence is true at all.
, it seemed like a short journey, but the two of them actually ran for a cup of tea. When they finally got closer, Feng Tie clearly saw that it was a gray-haired old man under the tower, hunched over and sitting on a small bamboo tree.
On the bench, he wrapped his whole body with a dirty blanket whose original color could not be distinguished, staring at the sea in trance, chanting the nine songs of the God of Water:
I swam along the Nine Rivers with my daughter, and the water stirred in the wind;
Riding on a water chariot with a lotus cover, riding two dragons with a flying dragon;
Climbing Kunlun and looking around, my heart is soaring and majestic;
The sun is about to set, and I forget to return home, but I am still in my arms at the end of the river;
The fish scale house is in the dragon hall, the purple shell is in the pearl palace;
How can the spirit only dwell in the water;
Riding on a white turtle, I chased fish, and I swam with my daughter to the end of the river;
There will be chaos in the future;
I am traveling eastwards to meet each other, and I am sending my beauty to Nanpu;
The rolling waves come to greet you, and the scales of the fish come to greet you.
Feng Tie couldn't help but burst into tears when he heard the excitement of the new trend. He thought to himself that what the bad old man was talking about was not Qu Yuan's masterpiece. Could it be that Qu Yuan accidentally wore it after he jumped into the Miluo River?
This old guy didn't eat any of the rice dumplings thrown into the river by the Chinese people over the years. Isn't this a waste of food? Thinking of how much glutinous rice, bamboo leaves and jujube ham have been wasted throughout the ages, Feng Tie cried even harder and felt his feet tremble.
With all her strength, she ran towards the old man like a gust of wind. In almost despair, Avril finally saw the whereabouts of the others. Avril, who had mastered Qi training, became more and more calm. She followed Feng Tie step by step with Doris in her arms.
"Master Qu, Master Qu!" Feng Tie panted and ran to the old man's side. He bent over and gasped, holding his sore knees with both hands. He just stared at the old man in front of him with his eyes, as if the old man would be careless if he blinked.
It was as if he had disappeared from his eyes. The old man glanced at Feng Tie with a strange expression, because Feng Tie's image at this time was quite shocking: disheveled hair full of sand, haggard face, withered lips, naked upper body, and a tattered shirt
Wearing a pair of tattered boots under the ragged calf-nose trousers, her two big female toes peeked out of the boots curiously, looking like an innocent beggar.
The old man looked at Feng Tie for a moment, tilted his head and thought for a moment as if he had not spoken for centuries, and then slowly spoke, but his voice was not very clear, and there was a long pause between each word, just like the beginning of a baby learning to talk.
:"Who are you?"
Feng Tie said with great joy: "I am Feng Tie, I am Feng Tie!" After answering the old man's question, Feng Tie realized what the ordinary name "Feng Tie" is worthy of others knowing. But listen
The words and phrases chanted by the old man were indeed from Chinese classical literature. It seemed that he was undoubtedly Chinese. Thinking of this, Feng Tie quickly changed his words and said: "I am from Heilongjiang. The land in the northeast is so rough. Where do you come from, old man?"
When the old man heard Feng Tie speak a standard modern version of Northeastern Mandarin, he became extremely excited. He stood up abruptly, his eyes fixed on Feng Tie. The blanket he was wearing fell to the ground, revealing his washed hair.
He was wearing a white blue-gray tunic suit, with an old-fashioned pen in the upper left pocket, and a *** badge on his chest. When Feng Tie saw the old man's outfit, he became more and more sure that the old man was from his hometown, but it was totally okay
Putting aside the possibility that it was Qu Yuan, he might just be an old scholar. Feng Tiet thought in his heart, but strode up to the old man and held his hands tightly.
The old man's hands were dry and warm, and he was holding Feng Tie back hard. Blue veins popped out on the backs of his hands with sparse light brown age spots. The old man pursed his lips and was so excited that he couldn't speak. Even Feng Tie, who was always sharp-tongued, was speechless for a moment.
I didn’t know how to start. After a long time, the old man spoke first. Maybe these words had been silently connected in his heart for a long time, so that even after they were spoken, they sounded relatively coherent to Feng Tie. The old man trembled his lips and said: "**He
Is the old man okay? How is the Cultural Revolution going?"
Feng Tie almost fell to the ground with a somersault. Why did this happen during the Cultural Revolution? Feng Tie could only cry a thousand lines and pretended to be sad: "** He is in good health. The Cultural Revolution is over. People all over the country
Running happily on the road to realize the four modernizations, Guo Jingjing finally gave birth to her baby, and Edison Xi also returned to the entertainment industry. It was said that he and Maria Ozawa were going to make a movie together, but it was a pity that Wang Fei and Yapeng,
After so many years of hard work, they finally divorced..."
"Are you telling the truth? The Cultural Revolution is over?" The old man didn't listen to what Feng Tie said at all. He just muttered the words "It's over" repeatedly and walked back and forth on the beach, tearing at the messy white hair with his hands.
Hair, like a madman.
Feng Tie raised his eyes and looked at the sun in the sky. The sun still hung at that eternal height, emitting the same heat without any difference. Feng Tie thought to himself: This is not the world I lived in. Could it be said that this is the world I lived in?
In China during the Cultural Revolution, this old guy accidentally came to this paradise because he was avoiding persecution. This place is full of weirdness. How did such a bad old man survive here?
Questions came into Feng Tie's mind one after another. Feng Tie gritted his teeth, grabbed the old man who was wandering around on the floor, clasped his shoulders with both hands and asked fiercely: "Old guy, who are you? Where is this place?"