Suddenly, you grab a handful of straw paper, and he grabs a few pieces of straw paper, three, three, five, five. The straw paper in the treasure box is completely enough, and it is more than enough for everyone.
"Where's mine?" At this moment, suddenly, an old man appeared. This old man suddenly appeared, startling everyone.
This old man was wearing gray clothes, which were whitish in the gray. It could be seen that the old man had washed these clothes again and again. Although the clothes were washed frequently, they looked shabby and stained with dirt over the years.
Even though the clothes were washed frequently, they were not very clean, and the old man was working in the fields, so there were dirt stains on them.
This old man doesn't have many wrinkles on his face, but his complexion is sallow and the skin on his hands is dark. It can be seen that the old man not only has poor food and housing, but also has been working for many years and is obviously malnourished.
The old man's hair is gray and sparse. Although he combs it neatly every day, he inadvertently makes it a little messy during work.
When the old man opens his mouth sometimes, he will find that there are not many teeth left in his mouth. A few sparse teeth are still growing there. Even if there are only a few teeth left, they are still black and yellow.
The old teeth have already developed cavities.
"Tch—" As soon as they saw this old man, everyone present dispersed. No one wanted to stay with him. Even Jiannu, Li Zhitian, Zhenxiong and the others suddenly felt that the smell was terrible, and turned around.
Go and leave the tavern.
Only Li Qiye stood there. The old man came over and said, "Is there any more?"
"Also." Li Qiye said with a smile: "How much do you want?"
"It's all gone." The old man opened his mouth to reveal the sparse decayed teeth, which were about to fall off. As he said that, he directly carried all the treasure boxes away.
Li Qiye looked at his leaving figure and couldn't help but reveal a faint smile. He couldn't help but feel very emotional and said softly: "I didn't want anything during my lifetime, at least I have it now."
After coming back to his senses, Li Qiye looked at the small wine shop and walked out of the door. At this time, he saw a group of people lying in the open space outside the small wine shop.
The man in red who slayed the dragon, the fortune teller, the light-feathered man, the protection fee collector, the young man... they were all lying on the ground, lazily basking in the sun.
Li Qiye also walked over, sat down, looked at them with a smile, and said leisurely: "Aren't you going to work anymore?"
"Well, you can't work every day in life." The middle-aged man who collected the protection money shook his head and said: "It's not easy to receive a sum of money, so of course you can enjoy your life."
"That's right, that's right." Guangyuren seemed to be full of food and wine, burped and said, "I have to talk about this matter to Heaven..."
Two of this guy's three sentences were inseparable from "heaven". Everyone looked at him and almost reached for the slingshot. However, fortunately, everyone looked like they had just eaten and didn't reach for the slingshot first.
"Don't tease me, don't tease me." Guangyuren said: "Let me talk bad things about Heaven first. Well, we are all working as workers. We just have to sell our lives. Isn't that right? We have to do it.
It’s too much to act like a cow, so after we’ve just finished eating, we won’t work for anyone, we’ll take a short vacation for ourselves, have a good rest, and rest.”
After hearing what Guangyuren said, everyone let him go. No one took out their slingshots, and no one took care of him.
"You've got half a day's free time." The man in red slaying the dragon said with a sigh, looking very satisfied.
"My balls hurt when I'm idle." Dacheng Zhenlong also looked like he was very full. He burped and then let out a dragon fart with a "pop" sound.
"You're so disgusting..." Others all disliked him, but Dacheng Zhenlong said confidently: "What's so disgusting? You guys fart the same way when you're full. It's just that you fart secretly. I have a big body."
, what’s wrong with putting it in the fart?”
"It smells bad, it smells bad." The fortune teller shook his head and said with a smile.
"When it comes to smell, there is even worse smell." The young man blurted out.
The young man didn't mention any of the pots, but he did mention this pot. Everyone looked at him, and suddenly they looked bad.
The young man immediately shrank his neck, laughed dryly, and said, "Pretend I didn't say anything. Pretend I didn't say anything."
At this moment, in a corner far, far away, a faint voice sounded, saying: "Can I sit over there?"
This voice was that of the old man who finally carried away the treasure box. At this moment, he was lying in a far corner, feeling like he was having a big meal.
"No..." Everyone said in unison, just like before, everyone took out their slingshots to shoot the feathered people. Everyone reached a tacit understanding at this time.
"Okay." The old man responded quietly in a distant corner, but it did not affect his enjoyment of the meal.
Li Qiye looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but reveal a faint smile. He also lay down and basked in the sun.
"I also think that if one day, after I die, there will be a lively atmosphere and people in the village come to eat, that would be a good thing." Li Qiye said leisurely while lying down.
"Tch, that won't work." The man in red slaying the dragon said, "If you die, who can come to your house to eat? Everyone is dead and only ghosts are left. Everyone has become a ghost. The food in front of your door
If I can’t even eat, how can I still have time to go to your house?”
"That's right, you must not die, otherwise, there will still be a place crowded with ghosts." The fortune teller also agreed.
"Everyone in the world can die, but you can't die." The young man shook his head and said, "Once you die, everyone will have nothing to play with."
"If you die, no one will have time to play ghost." The middle-aged man who collected the protection fee immediately said: "You'd better live well, so that no one will have a headache if he becomes a ghost."
When they said this, Li Qiye couldn't help but laugh and said: "These days, it's hard to be a human being, but it's even harder to be a ghost. Am I not a human being or a ghost? I'm disgusted by people when I'm alive, and abandoned by ghosts when I'm dead.
So sad."
"Like me?" That faint voice came from the far corner again.
"Tch—" Everyone unanimously expressed disgust and said, "You alone are enough in this world, no more."
"Okay." Youyou's voice seemed to be aggrieved, and she didn't say anything. She seemed to be having a good meal with her head down.
"Death." Li Qiye lay down, leisurely, looking at the sun in the sky, and said: "When there is no greed in your heart, everything will be calm, and death will not be scary."
"When you are a human, you all have greed, and you will also have it when you are a ghost." The old fortune teller couldn't help but say.
"Even if you are a ghost, greed can also be eliminated." The man in red said: "Let it go, and everything will be like smoke."
"It's best to be a kid." The elf kid got up, looked at everyone, and said, "No matter how greedy you are, my little body can't be greedy for you."
"Tch—" the young man glanced at the little elf with disdain and said, "When it comes to greed, no one can compare to you. You are small but greedy. I have never seen you so greedy when you were alive. After you die, you will be a greedy ghost."
"No, no." The little elf shook his head and said, "Who doesn't want to be greedy? Isn't it impossible to achieve? Everyone is bullying me, a little person, so what else can I be greedy for?"
"Don't talk nonsense, and you can eat food randomly." The fortune teller shook his head and said, "But no one will bully you."
"I can make the decision." The man in red also smiled and shook his head and said, "I definitely don't, and I don't know about the others either."
There was a sound of "Bang -", and the middle-aged man who collected the protection fee slapped the little elf on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Tell me who bullied you. Next time you pay the protection fee."
, I will protect you, no one dares to bully you."
"Tch, forget it, I'd better let others bully me." The little elf was not interested at all in the man's suggestion of collecting protection money.
"Light shines on all living beings, and all living beings are equal," said the ascetic.
"Forget it, forget it, forget it." The man in red didn't believe in the asceticism and said, "In the end, you don't believe in the light yourself, so don't talk about the light."
"Hey, hey, hey, I can testify to this." The man collecting protection money gloated and said with a smile: "You, the bright one, were the first to fall."
"No, no." The ascetic said in a serious manner and with righteous words: "I am not falling into the darkness, nor am I abandoning the light. I am just trying to survive the calamity and wear out the darkness..."
"Yo, yo, yo..." the young man said with a disgusted smile: "It's better to say it than to sing it. You are the best at stabbing people in the back. You are wearing darkness. I look at you, holding a sharp blade of darkness in your hand."
Come on, give each of us a knife first."
"Sin, sin." The ascetic said: "I will not be reincarnated for eternity to atone for the darkness of the past."
"What is reincarnation?" The man in red said: "It's good now. What's reincarnation for? There's no point in suffering and suffering."
"I agree." The old fortune teller also nodded and said, "I don't reincarnate in the six realms. This is the best thing."
"Oh, not necessarily." The young man said: "What if I am reincarnated and born into a family of officials. I still want to be a second-generation loser. Doing nothing all day, doing nothing, teasing and teasing women from good families, these things should be
My profession is my old profession."
"Crack, your family's officialdom failed, and your whole family's heads fell to the ground." The little elf poured cold water on him.
The young man glared at him and said, "You are like a dog and can't spit out ivory."
"Everyone is like this." The elf kid said: "I still want to be eight feet tall and tall from birth."
"It must be a natural disaster." The faint voice came from the far corner again.
"It's a disaster, it's a disaster. Anyway, if you don't die as a poor Taoist, you will die as a fellow Taoist." The little elf didn't have any objections and smiled.