Faraway Wanderers (Word of Honor)(5)
Author: Priest

 

Who knew that for a while, the old fisherman couldn't lie down, and he pulled the straw hat off his face angrily, staring at him bitterly, and cursed, "Grandma, no Do you see I sleep? "

 

Zhou Zishu was not angry, saying, "Lao Zhang, business is here."

 

The old fisherman cursed again: "Your mother, do you keep your mouth full of gas or fart? You won't say a word if you want to take a boat?"

 

Yanba stood up and twisted his waist twice, patted his buttocks, and then looked back at Zhou Zishu still sitting on the ground, and he was furious again: "Are you **** long on the ground?"

 

With a blink of an eye, Zhou Zishu understood why everyone was busy ferrying, and only he was idle.

 

Standing up sullenly, following the old man, listening to his curse and grinning in his mouth, and asked cheekily: "Lao, do you have any food? Leftovers are fine, give me a bowl."

 

The old fisherman said rudely, "I'm still a hungry ghost."

 

So he took a piece of cake with tooth marks on it half of it and threw it over. Zhou Zishu didn't disapprove. He followed him on the ship, took it with a smile, and opened his mouth to bite.

 

The old fisherman rowed out the boat, glanced at Zhou Zishu, and said ruthlessly, "Your mother."

 

 

 

 

 

Faraway Wanderers Chapter 3: Desert temple

 

 

Zhou Zi Shuman didn't care-he had done all kinds of life-seeking and death-seeking things in this world, and he didn't care about anything, so if the old fish wasn't doing anything in his mouth, he would all eat.

 

The Wupon boat quietly separated the river water, and there was a **** the other side of the river called Waoxian: "Water chestnuts, sell water chestnuts." It was as if the light of the year was flowing slowly with this river. Zhou Zishu thought that it was really worthwhile to die here. When it happened.

 

When he passed by Penglai, he visited the legendary fairy mountain. He thought about it on the mountainside at the time, but later felt that the legendary apricot blossom and rainy Jiangnan had not been visited carefully, and some losses caused him to go south to Jiangnan again. At this moment, he suddenly had this kind of emotion, took a bite of the dry and hard cake in his hand, and chewed for a long time with the help of his cheeks. He swallowed it easily, shook his head, and thought again. He looked at Jiangnan, Sanyue and Wuyue But I have n’t been there yet.

 

Then let go of the old feelings here.

 

Suddenly, the old fisherman seemed to be choked by spit, and the cursing stopped, bowing his back, tilting his head slightly, and staring in one direction without blinking.

 

Zhou Zishu was a little weird, so he slightly leaned out of the boat and looked down his gaze.

 

I saw the old fisherman holding two people walking along the shore-the man in the gray coat and the beautiful girl in the restaurant. Although the old fisherman ’s hair was white, his eyes looked like electricity. Looking closely, the temple hidden under the messy hair was slightly raised, the palms were thick and the bones were knotted. Needless to say, Zhou Zishu, as long as he was not blind, We can see that this old man is not easy.

 

It was not easy for him to stare at such vigilance, and the confidant Pingshui who wanted to come and look at him from afar.

 

The beautiful girl would watch that although she was bouncing, she always walked cautiously about a foot behind the man and did not dare to surpass.

 

Zhou Zishu glanced, and knew that the girl was a member of the gray suit or a waiter. Although the girl was a bit arrogant, her appearance was quite an appetite for him, but in the end it was someone else's. Examine more, take a look back, and then deal with the dry cake in your hand.

 

Rivers and lakes, there is right and wrong everywhere, Chaotang is a vanity market, and rivers and lakes are a right and wrong field. Some people always do n’t understand this. It seems like riding a sword to go to the end of the world is too much. With.

 

But right and wrong right now, what does it have to do with him who is full of the family and not hungry?

 

Lao Yu froze, but Zhou Zishu felt a bit lonely, and he shouted, "Lao Zhang, this cake is a bit salty, and you have more salt and coarse salt, so you can add more."

 

The old fisherman scolded furiously: "Your mother, you ca n’t stop your mouth from having such a big cake. You have to eat cake and return it to his grandma. It ’s too horrible for you to starve your rabbit for three days. I wo n’t say if you eat shit. Fragrant……"

 

He seemed to have a tendency to stop when he opened his mouth, and Zhou Zishu laughed. He was also biting when he bite the dry cake, and felt that he was a bit cheap.

 

Crossing the river but only a few copper plates, Zhou Zishu gave the old fisherman a piece of broken silver. The old fisherman didn't feel ashamed of it, and he walked away. The expression of the creditor on his face was probably too disgusting. Give less money. Only when he got to the opposite bank, the old fisherman rushed him down impatiently: "Hurry on, don't delay Lao Tzu's business."

 

Zhou Zishu slowly threw the last piece of cake into his mouth, stretched his waist, and got out of the cabin, saying vaguely, "Are you in a hurry?"

 

The pair of brass bells of the old fisherman stared, and they wanted to swear and greet the posture of the ancestor's ancestor eighteenth generation, but remembered what it was like. After all, he swallowed the words and rowed the boat angrily. gone.

 

Thanks to this old thing, I do n’t know what to do here. With such a fake identity, if he really lives by ferry, he must not be too poor to be pants.

 

Seeing the boat staggering away, Zhou Zishu calmly said, "Your mother."

 

He was mixed with a bunch of Sven scum in his whole life. It turned out that he turned around and wiped the horns of Ziyun. He never spoke so well in the broad daylight. At this time, he blurted out such a sentence, but he felt very happy, as if the chest was all down It's like going out.

 

He was surprised to find that cursing the street turned out to be such a comfortable thing, so he murmured again and again with a smile: "You don't take money to handle things well, you don't eat shit."

 

After saying this, I touched this sentence for a while, only feeling comfortable and full of scent, so I walked slowly along the river with satisfaction.

 

Zhou Zishu traveled east and west for a whole day, and at night, he wandered out of the city, and found a small pond, and washed his acid rot, which he couldn't bear, so much that he looked like himself Personally, I thought about finding a place to deal with for a night, and walked about a mile away, and saw a run-down deserted temple, he went in, spread the thatch, and shrank at the foot of my Buddha. Yawned and fell asleep.