Each impact gives people a sense of impact like landslides and earth shattering.
It makes people wonder how many times they could withstand such erosion if they were on the rocks there.
Of course, this idea just flashed quickly in my mind and was immediately forgotten.
Isn’t it good to be alive?
Or is it that Mr. Chen’s food isn’t tasty anymore?
You only do such stupid things when you are full and full.
The water waves collide fiercely, but the water level drops quickly.
In less than ten minutes, he saw that the tide began to recede, exposing large and small puddles in front of him and appearing in his sight.
"Still not here?"
I looked back and saw that Old Man Zao usually liked to stay on the rocks, but he didn't see Old Man Zao.
I always feel a little unexplainable in my heart.
Well...it has nothing to do with money.
Just... not used to it!
That's right, I'm not used to it.
What people fear most is getting used to some people and some things.
Once you get used to it, you will develop a sense of dependence.
It's like there is someone who says good night to you on time every day, even if you never reply.
But when you treat this as a habit, when the time comes every day, you will silently take a look at your mobile phone. It seems that only by waiting for the good night that you never reply can you sleep peacefully.
The bad old man hasn't appeared for so long, and I'm really not used to it, and I don't know if he had an accident.
Just when he was thinking wildly, Datou had already started holding the water pump and started to plug in the power supply skillfully.
Just wait for yourself to point to a pit and say: "Pull!"
He took out the [Disaster Avoidance Pointer Box] in his hand, just when he was about to get closer and pick out the puddle.
Then he heard the voice he was looking forward to coming from behind him.
"Wait a minute!"
Looking back, I saw the old man standing outside the fence at some unknown time.
He put his hands behind his back and looked at himself with an old look.
Ding Xiaoyi suddenly felt happy.
This old guy is finally here!
Just as I was getting ready to pump, this old guy didn't show up, so I thought he didn't even plan to come.
But soon, he noticed that the old man was not alone today.
I saw someone standing behind the old man.
Dressed in snow-white clothes, with a smooth head, he is not tall, only 1.67 meters tall.
She even looks a few years younger than herself
Slender eyebrows and a sloppy nose.
A broad nose, big ears, and no neck.
With her already chubby figure, coupled with this snow-white clothes, if you look at her from a distance, you might think she is a snowman!
Especially that pink face, when it pursed its lips and smiled at him, there were four words on that face.
Han (people) are thick (stupid) and can (money) love (lots of).
The old man doesn't talk nonsense.
After taking out a door sticker and throwing it to himself, he walked in with the fat man next to him.
The two of them strode straight to the puddle. The old man pointed his hand and introduced to the fat man beside him.
"Look, this is it. Through the underworld, none of us can really see what's underneath. It all depends on our own ability. This is what we will do today's bet!"
Mr. Chen looked like an old scholar, as if he had studied this thoroughly.
Ding Xiaoyi, who was standing aside, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard this.
Turning back to look at Mr. Chen.
I saw Chen Laoyi pouting and not speaking. He just looked at him to indicate that he should stop talking and wait and see what happens.
"Ami..." The fat man instinctively wanted to shout a slogan, but thinking of the previous agreement not to reveal each other's identities, he quickly shut his mouth and changed his words to praise: "Interesting, interesting, how do you play it?"
This sentence was asked to Ding Xiaoyi.
But before he could speak, the old man had already explained it to him.
Actually the rules are very simple.
It's the same as what I played with the bad old man last time.
Each person chooses a pit.
In the end, it's up to whoever chooses the pit to gain the most. The winner can choose any item from the loser's pit.
If you lose, you must give up your own chips.
Of course there are consolation prizes too.
If you lose, you can take away an item at will from the pit of your choice.
The bad old man is indeed a professional gambler.
In a few words, the rules are explained clearly.
Ding Xiaoyi, who was standing aside, even suspected that this old guy was afraid that he had lost too badly before, and now he deliberately roped in someone to share the loss, right?
Of course, he also noticed that the bad old man made the rules clear.
However, it did not point out the disadvantages of this rule.
That is, no matter whether you win or lose, as the banker, you will always make a profit without losing any money.
This may seem like an overlord's treaty, but in fact it is a matter of course.
after all,
This place! This is the land of his Ding family, and his territory, Ding Xiaoyi.
After explaining the rules clearly, the fat man hesitated for a moment, thought about it, and took out a thick stack of money from his large pocket: "Try it!"
"hiss!!"
What does it mean to feel sleepy? Someone gives you a pillow and a thick stack of money.
Ding Xiaoyi suddenly felt that this was a big customer.
The kind with deep pockets.
Mr. Chen immediately turned around and brought a plate of cakes and tea from the kitchen.
"Have fun, have fun!"
Faced with Mr. Chen's enthusiasm, the little fat man suddenly felt a little embarrassed, but the exquisite pastries immediately caught the little fat man's attention.
Seeing this, the bad old man fumbled in his pocket, as if he had already prepared the winnings for this bet.
But at this time, Ding Xiaoyi thought of another thing and hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Old man, that book you wrote last time..."
"Book!"
The bad old man raised his eyebrows, looked at Ding Xiaoyi carefully up and down, and suddenly said in surprise: "Hey, I haven't seen you for a while, you have made great progress."
During this period, I fought several wild beasts in the mountains and forests, which really benefited me a lot.
The biggest change is that the whole person's spirit is much sharper than before.
As for that book... of course it was the formation book that I gave to the person who wanted to exchange the jade bottle last time.
"You kid, your calculations are so loud. I think my luck is a bit big!"
Last time I made a bet, I put in a jade pendant. Although it was a small item, it was not worth mentioning.
But this time, the formation is different. Since I exchanged it for the jade bottle, it naturally has its value.
If you use it as a lottery, you will lose a lot if you lose.
But at this moment, Mr. Chen stepped forward with the freshly baked pastries and couldn't help but smile:
"The value depends on whose hands it is. A piece of pork belly is just a piece of meat in your eyes. But in my hands, it is a delicious dish that will make your mouth water. Besides, haven't you read all the contents inside?
What?"
There are two levels in what Mr. Chen said. The first level is to remind Mr. Chen that no matter how good this formation is, it is of no use if you keep it yourself.
The second meaning is that your formation is not unique, at least you have read it yourself.
Keeping it is just a souvenir for you at best.
This sentence weakens the value of this formation by two levels.
Just when Mr. Chen delivered the pastry to Old Man Zao, the hot pastry was exuding the charming fragrance of milk. By the way, I would like to remind you that this is what I am talking about. If you don’t give it to me, why don’t you come and eat it next time?
meal?
The three-steamed pork we agreed on, would you be so embarrassed to let me cook it for you?
"Uh...okay!"
Thinking of the three-steamed pork described by Mr. Chen before, Old Man Zao felt a little itchy in his heart.
Just from the description, you can tell that it is a first-class delicious food.
Thinking about it, this is also true. After all, I remember the content clearly, so I can just memorize it and write it down again when I go back.
Therefore, there is no need to worry about anything.
He took out the formation book generously and placed it on the fat man's wallet.
Seeing that the formation was in hand, Ding Xiaoyi silently gave Mr. Chen a thumbs up.
Sure enough, having an elder in the family is like having a treasure.
Mr. Chen, this old fox, really answered that sentence, he is still very old.
"Hurry up, hurry up, choose a pit quickly, before the tide rises again later!"
The bad old man began to urge.
After standing by the puddle and looking left and right for a while, I felt a little embarrassed again.
Huangquan is the water of origin of the underworld.
No one or any rule can be above the underworld.
Therefore, even I can't see clearly what is inside the puddle covered by the underworld.
In the midst of the tangle, Bai Pangpang pointed to the puddle at his feet: "Just go with the flow and move with the fate. Everything will happen in advance. Let's do this!"
After Bai Pangpang finished choosing, he sat on the chair and began to enjoy the pastries made by Chen Laogang.
He didn't seem to care at all whether there really was a treasure under the puddle.
It seems like what he said, it's just for fun, it doesn't matter whether you win or lose.
It seemed that there was nothing particularly attractive about this kind of gambling, but the pastries made by Mr. Chen made him more interested.
Bai Pangpang chose the pit, and Rouqiu and Datou immediately started working skillfully.
"Buzz buzz..."
The big head is responsible for pumping water, turning on the power and controlling the water pipe. The more than ten tentacles are busy, which makes the old man feel disgusted.
"Interesting, interesting. I have never heard of a big-headed barbarian who can be so understanding of human nature!"
Not to mention a bad old man, Bai Pangpang couldn't help but praise him when he saw such a flexible and smart man.
As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I suddenly remembered that not long ago, old man Zao was inexplicably arresting big-headed barbarians everywhere.
Later, these big-headed barbarians were said to have mysteriously disappeared.
Thinking of this, Bai Pangpang smiled knowingly, and the honest smile on his face became even brighter for a moment.
I glanced around and saw the words "Chaimu New Residence" written on the wooden sign beside me. I immediately became very interested in this small courtyard, which was only about an acre.