Nine Thoughts

Seeing Ling Wuqi's three steps and one turning back, Uncle Zhang couldn't help but said: "Brother Ling, tell me the truth, is An Xiaole very sick this time?"

"Fortunately."

Ling Wuqi said, "Just rest for two more days."

Uncle Zhang said: "He has been burning for so many days, if he continues to burn, he may burn his brain?" Ling Wuqi: ""Don't leave any pot unopened, can you carry any pot?Uncle Zhang said: "Oh, Xiao Le's brain is not good at first."

"He's very clever."

Ling Wuqi interrupted him.

"I'm not saying he's not smart. You have to admit that he has a bad memory."

Uncle Zhang pointed to a deserted mansion not far away, and said, "Brother Ling, do you know who lived there before?" Ling Wuqi asked, "Who?"

"A bully, the nephew of the former magistrate."

Uncle Zhang said, "A short walk from here is the private school. Xiao Le went to school there when he was a child. He has to pass this road every day, but the bully has a vicious dog and he doesn't keep it on a leash. Every day This time I ran after Xiao Le there." Uncle Zhang said and laughed, "You never saw Xiao Le when she was a child, she had red lips and white teeth, like a doll in a New Year picture, she was chased by a dog and ran there The appearance is very cute, but he never has a long memory. Every time An Tutou said to him: "Xiao Le, don't go down the road. There are dogs, you go around the side." Forget, being kicked out by dogs over and over again.”

Ling Wuqi couldn't help laughing, imagining Xiao Xiaole being chased by dogs until he yelled and ran around, feeling distressed and itchy.

"What happened later?" Ling Wuqi asked, "Did the dog hurt Xiao Le?" Uncle Zhang said, "It's okay, he ran very fast, once he left this street, the dog stopped chasing him, but once He didn’t win, so he was chased into a tree by the dog, and I happened to be next to him, so I helped him chase the dog, but the dog was so fierce that he bit my leg, well, the scar is still there.”

Uncle Zhang rolled up his trousers, revealing an old scar, "I was so mad at the time, I beat the dog with a stick and accidentally killed the dog."

Ling Wuqi let out an "ah" and said, "Since it's a vicious dog raised by wicked people, it must not be a good thing."

"That's right, the bully went to the county magistrate to file a complaint, and made me eat a board and pay a few taels of silver. Alas, I deserve to be unlucky."

Uncle Zhang said, "But after that, Xiao Le didn't go this way again. You said that this child is annoying, and he would go this way when there is a dog. If there is no dog, remember to take a detour."

Ling Wuqi couldn't help smiling, and said to himself: how can he remember the dog, he remembers that you were hurt because of him, no wonder he always misses you, troublesome neighbor, every bit of kindness must be remembered in his heart.

"Good boy, really good boy, with a warm heart, always thinking of me being alone during the holidays, so send me some food and food."

Uncle Zhang sighed, "It's a pity, my brain is not working well."

Ling Wuqi: "" Can you stop mentioning this?While the two were talking, Ling Wuqi had already finished building the wall with his hands and feet. He looked up at the deserted roof of the mansion not far away, and asked, "Master Zhang, did the bully move away?"

"Haha, I'm dead!" Uncle Zhang laughed, "How can we say that evil will be rewarded with evil? Once he wanted to rape a girl, but the girl refused to die. During the struggle, he slipped his foot and fell into the cesspit and drowned." .”

Ling Wuqi smiled and said, "Not bad, not bad, I had a full meal before I left."

Uncle Zhang also laughed.

Ling Wuqi asked: "Master, do you believe that good will be rewarded with good and evil will be rewarded with evil?"

"Of course."

Uncle Zhang said without hesitation, "People have to believe in something when they live, don't you think so?"

"Ah."

Ling Wuqi replied, and after a long time, he replied again, "Yes."

Later, Ling Wuqi returned home by stepping on the water, walked straight into the woodshed, and saw Ling Qian was still sitting on the wooden table and meditating with his eyes closed, but An Le still didn't wake up.

Ling Wuqi walked over and sat back on the bed, hugged An Le in his arms, and said, "Father, do you think Xiao Le is happy?"

"shut up."

Ling Qian said, "If I hear you ask this sentence again, I will throw you out."

"Do you think Xiao Le will wake up today or tomorrow?" Ling Wuqi said, "I suddenly have a feeling that Xiao Le will wake up soon."

Ling Qian opened his eyes, looked deeply at Ling Wuqi, then at An Le, and replied, "Yes."

In the evening, An Dahai prepared a table of meals, and set up bowls and chopsticks in the yard for everyone to have dinner.

Lan Xuan's only disciple, the girl named Lan Lingling, appeared again on time.

"Where's Master Lan?" An Dahai asked.

"I'm probably still touching Mrs. Porcelain. I don't know what he's pretending to be today. Maybe the plot is more complicated and it won't end so soon."

Lan Lingling was pleasantly surprised, "Oh, it's great to have chickens! Grandpa, you are especially good at cooking chickens!"

"Sister Lingling, don't pinch the chicken legs for me."

Yang Xiaoxiao put the chicken leg into An Dahai's bowl, "Grandpa, eat it."

"It's okay, I have two legs."

Lan Lingling put another chicken leg into Yang Xiaoxiao's bowl, "Eat more to grow taller."

"Master, you eat."

Yang Xiaoxiao put another chicken leg in Ling Qian's bowl.

Lan Lingling said: "Then eat a chicken wing."

Yang Xiaoxiao said: "Master, eat chicken wings."

Lan Lingling said: "The last wing is here, oops, don't worry about others, eat quickly."

Yang Xiaoxiao smiled with her eyes bent, and put the wings into Lan Lingling's bowl: "Sister, why don't you eat it yourself, I know you like it."

"Woooooooo so sensible, cute."

Lan Lingling clutched her chest and said, "Xiao Xiao, you must become the leader of the martial arts alliance when you grow up."

Yang Xiaoxiao said: "When I grow up, I want to be a fast catcher."

Lan Lingling said: "Your master is the leader of the martial arts alliance, of course you have to work hard to become the leader of the martial arts alliance!" Yang Xiaoxiao said: "My father and adoptive father are both catchers, I just want to be a catcher."

"But I'm going to be the leader of the Demon Cult in the future," Lan Lingling said, "I'm very reliable, really, not at all like my master, who just idles around all day."

Yang Xiaoxiao said: "Yeah, sister, come on, you will definitely become the best leader of the Demon Cult."

Lan Lingling said: "That's why I strongly recommend you to be the leader of the martial arts alliance."

Yang Xiaoxiao said: "But I want to be a policeman in the future."

Ling Wuqi put down the bowl and chopsticks with a "snap": "I'm full."

I really can't listen to the words of the car, did Lan Xuan show her the trash talk books as teaching materials when teaching her apprentices?I was busy slandering Lan Xuan, when I saw a figure flash on the fence, Lan Xuan climbed over the wall and came in.

"Here you come, Master Lan, I'll bring you a pair of bowls and chopsticks."

An Dahai stood up and said.

"Not busy, I won't eat, just send a message and leave."

Lan Xuan went straight to Ling Wuqi, "Two pieces of news, one good and one bad, which one do you want to hear first?" Ling Wuqi said, "Good news."

"The good news is that the Martial Arts League has decided to remove you as leader. How about it, are you happy?" Lan Xuan said, "Our marriage contract can also be let go, hey, that's great."

"I have a fart marriage contract with you!" Ling Wuqi said, "What's the bad news?"

"The bad news is your Central Plains"

"Wait!" Ling Wuqi suddenly and roughly pulled Lan Xuan aside, rushed to the firewood room, and pushed the door open with a bang.

I saw that An Le had already woken up, and was sitting on the bed in a daze, as if she hadn't recovered her consciousness, staring blankly at Ling Wuqi who was in the backlight at the door.

Joy quickly filled Ling Wuqi's face, and without hesitation, he strode towards Anle.

But he heard An Le say: "Hero, hasn't the second master come back?" Ling Wuqi's footsteps froze, and he felt a "thump" in his heart.

"Wait, this is not the firewood house of the bandit village," An Le looked around suspiciously, scratching his head, "This is my family's firewood house?"