The old woman heard the words and immediately looked at the old eight: "Old eight, tell me, is what the old nine just said true?"

The old man's face stiffened, and he quickly told the truth: "Mother, this basket is weird!"

The old woman raised her eyebrows: "weird? What's weird?"

The woman Lao Jiu took the opportunity to sneer and said, "Isn't it just an ordinary backpack? We've all used it many times, how can it be weird?

Eighth, you are too unreasonable, you are obviously useless yourself, you can't even mention a little brat, and now it's too ridiculous to say that there is something strange in the back basket. "

The old woman's face became darker, and the look in the eyes of the old man became more and more unhappy. Obviously, what the woman said just now spoke to her heart, and she was very dissatisfied with the performance of the old man.

The old eight didn't want to carry a black pot for no reason, so he said: "Mother, what I said is true, this one is very evil. After I carried it today, I became more and more weak. Look at me. My clothes and pants were all wet because I was sweating all the time!"

The old woman frowned when she heard this, and her face became even more ugly.

At this time, Lao Jiu said: "Lao Ba, what are you talking about? Isn't it just a back basket? Why are you still evil?"

The old man glared at her angrily: "If you don't believe it, try it on your back now!"

Lao Jiu snorted disdainfully: "Just carry it on your back, isn't it just a back basket!"

After he finished speaking, he really put the basket on his back, looking completely relaxed and effortless.

In the back basket, Jiang Zhiying admired the confrontation between the three. Seeing the old man staring at him anxiously, with a shocked expression of doubting life, she felt amused.

She really didn't do anything this time, but the old ninth could easily carry the basket on her back, and she could be considered a "hero" in the girls' middle school. Unfortunately, she was a tigress who didn't follow the right path and only did bad things.

Lao Jiu didn't know Jiang Zhiying's slander, and was still mocking the old man proudly: "The old man, I have the basket on my back now, what do you say now?"

The old eight looked at the basket on her back with a very unsightly expression. He stared at Lao Jiu for a long time. Seeing that she was not at all tired, he finally couldn't help but ask, "Don't you think that the weight of the basket is getting heavier and the body is getting more tired as you get older?"

Lao Jiu rolled his eyes in disgust: "I don't think so, isn't he just a brat? How heavy is it? What's so tiring? I can carry even a woman, let alone a brat like this?"

The old man looked at her unwillingly, seeing that she still didn't look shocked or tired, and his heart became more and more uncomfortable.

what happened?

Is the dirt on the top gone?

But why?

Doesn't it mean that women are more yin and men are more yang? Lao Jiu is a woman, and it's okay to have so much yin on his body. He's a man, with a lot of yang, how could he still encounter dirty things?

The old eight couldn't understand why, and finally suddenly looked at the stern old woman, and quickly had a guess in his heart: Could it be because of her? Yes, it is said that dirty things are afraid of evil people. The old lady is so much older than them and has done more bad things than them, so dirty things must be afraid of her!

Wait, couldn't he be sucked in yang energy by that dirty thing?

It sure is!

He just said, why is he getting weaker and weaker, it turns out that he was sucked out of yang energy!

What now? His yang energy has been sucked away, so he won't die, right?

Thinking of these possibilities, the old eight panicked even more.

He's still young, but he doesn't want to die yet!

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