Suzaku

The Farmer

Two peasant uncles, one fat and one thin, walked on the streets of the provincial capital.

These two farmer uncles, the fat one is named Chen Sanxing, the thin one is named Liang Siniu, both are from central Sichuan, they have lived in Wo Niu Mountain for generations, learned the ancestral exercises, and practiced hard iron. Qiao, who raises pigs and farms for a living, steps on the loess back to the sky, sweat drips down the soil and fertilizes the fields. After decades of life in a small village, the body is healthy, life is full of joy, and there is no shortage of salt and cough Cough, in short, they are two very happy old people.

The reason why this time we will leave the family’s wife and herd cow children and come to this bustling provincial capital is because these two masters who are hidden in the countryside received an order from thousands of miles a few days ago.

The token is made of wood, with a picture of a peaceful heaven tattooed on it.

Chen Sanxing and Liang Siniu knew that their peaceful life was over. The last time they left the mountain was more than 20 years ago, and that time they also came to this provincial capital, which has a Wenshu Monastery.

The two of them had no family or sect, and they followed an old man in the village to learn Taoism while peeing. Seventy years ago, their master was not an old man, but a high-spirited master in central Sichuan. He fought for three days and three nights with a master from the Kunlun sect, and was defeated by one move. They just hid in Funiu Mountain. He is a great talent, and when he was invited to come out of the mountain, he resolutely refused, but he just promised that if there was anything to do in the future, he could pass on the wooden sign, no matter whether he was himself or a disciple.

That Kunlun disciple was the first sect master of the last three days, who was astonishingly talented.

After the first sect master dismissed the wooden plaque in the last three days, it was put under the control of Elder Qing Jingtian.

Naturally, these two simple-looking peasant uncles are masters sent by Qingjingtian.

Chen Sanxing has very good teeth. He is in his fifties, and he still likes to eat pork knuckles. At this time, he was leading his younger brother on the famous delicious street in the provincial capital. He couldn’t help swallowing the food he was drinking when he saw the vendors next to him. Swallow saliva.

“Junior brother, I haven’t been here for more than 20 years, and the taste of things in the provincial capital is still so good.”

Liang Siniu MenResponding in a muffled voice, the two of them carried the woven bag and walked to the stall.

“What do you two want to eat?” The stall owner was a middle-aged woman, looking at the two poor peasants in front of her, she spoke in a strange way.

Chen Sanxing thought about it with some difficulty, put his hand into his yellow-green jacket, squeezed the thickness of the handkerchief pinned with a paper clip, and slightly parted his lips: “Give us two bowls of noodles.”

After a while, two “bang bang” cannons rang out, and the two bowls of red oil noodles were thrown on the table by the middle-aged woman.

The white waist of the noodles exposed from the red oil seems to be mocking the shabbyness of the poor, but the dots of green onion on top are quite attractive. Liang Siniu smelled the aroma in the noodle bowl, smiled very honestly, picked up the chopsticks and started to make a fuss, but it was only four chopsticks, a bowl of spicy and spicy noodles was swallowed by this man.

Chen Sanxing eats differently from him. He carefully picks up the noodles with the tips of black wooden chopsticks, rolls them slightly into small balls, then swings them in the noodle soup, dips them in some scallion red oil, and then It was beautifully sent between the lips and teeth, chewed carefully, and after a long while, he breathed out a mouthful of hot air. The aftertaste was long on the surface, and he enjoyed it like eating abalone and lobster.

He eats delicately, but the speed is not slow. After a while, the kung fu noodle bowl also bottomed out. He picked up the bowl, raised his neck and drank the remaining noodle soup in the bowl without leaking.

Liang Siniu finished the noodles in a few mouthfuls, and watched his senior brother enjoying it slowly. Chen Sanxing put down the bowl and said with a gentle smile, “Fat Niu, do you want another bowl?”

“Brother, no more, let’s find a place to live first.”

Chen Sanxing took out a handkerchief from his underwear, opened it slowly, took out three one-yuan bills and handed them to the middle-aged woman. The middle-aged woman looked at the black mud under his fingernails out of the corner of her eye, and trembled nervously as if seeing a cockroach, and the three bills floated to the ground.

If Yi Tianxing is watching from the side, you must ask her, your family dances with Xiaoqiang at the stall every day, why are you pretending to be pure here?

The middle-aged woman was originally holding a bowl leftover from a guest, but something went wrong when she shook it, and all the cold leftover soup in the bowl spilled on the guests at the next table.

Coincidentally, the person sitting on the table next to him happened to be the kind of person who had dyed red hair, wore a single jacket, and wore sunglasses in gentle spring, commonly known as gangsters.

The middle-aged woman’s acting skills are excellent, and she immediately turned from dismissive and avoiding to horrified and inexplicably hoarse: “It’s none of my business, it’s these two people.”

The little hooligan who was splashed with cold oil soup didn’t care about it, and slapped him with his hands. The middle-aged woman got a slap in the face, squatted on the ground and began to cry.

The simple and honest Liang Siniu opened his eyes wide and wanted to go forward, but was pulled down by his elder brother. Chen Sanxing said softly: “Forbearance.”

The hooligan still refused to give up, and asked the middle-aged woman to compensate for the loss. Chen Sanxing squeezed past with great difficulty, and said with a shy face: “Little brother, we are also wrong about this matter, otherwise we will give you the money for washing clothes.” Alright.”

The hooligan glanced at the skinny old man, and smiled contemptuously: “You country old man, do you want to pay for it? My clothes are famous brands, and they cost 2,000 yuan each. Take the money.”

The wrinkles on Chen Sanxing’s face turned into question marks: “You are so expensive.”

“The injustice has its head, and the debt has its owner. My brother is a discerning man. This matter has nothing to do with you. Get out of here.” The hooligan pushed Chen Sanxing far away, knowing that these old farmers couldn’t squeeze anything out of them. , naturally not willing to waste time.

Liang Siniu hurried forward to support him, and asked honestly.

“I still can’t bear it, Senior Brother.”

Looking at the helplessly crying middle-aged woman in the crowd, Chen Sanxing coughed twice, and said in a dull voice: “Forbearance.”

Two old farmers who hadn’t been to the city for more than 20 years left here hand in hand, and walked slowly along the beautiful road of the provincial capital, their backs a little bent.

After leaving for more than 20 years, I realized that the original People’s Hotel had disappeared long ago, and realized that standard rooms are popular in guest houses nowadays, and realized that the money I had on my body was no longer enough to find a place to stay.

Spring is here, and it suddenly rained in the provincial capital. The air on the streets suddenly became colder after a burst of rain. Chen Sanxing and Liang Siniu have lived in the small hotel renovated by the civil air defense project for two days. During these two days, they ate two steamed buns when they were hungry, and drank tap water when they were thirsty. Life was hard, but But I never thought about going back.

This is because they were invited by Qingjingtian to eliminate demons and defend the way, and the many injustices they saw in the provincial capital these days convinced the two old people that the world is really not peaceful now. Those two murderous devils don’t know how much more people in this world will suffer.

So they endured.

At noon that day, in order to save money, the two took the initiative to go out of the underground passage, carrying two woven bags, squatting under the newsstand next to the street, eating steamed buns, watching the rain falling from the sky, Chen Sanxing coughed twice, slowly Said: “It should be these two days.”

“En.” Liang Siniu stuffed half a steamed bun in one gulp, and answered vaguely, his hair was covered with dust.

Chen Sanxing tightened his unlined clothes again, the blue and yellow color on the clothes had been washed into a mess: “Someone has been staring at us for the past few days.”

Liang Siniu looked up at a young man who was sitting in a coffee shop across the street, nodded: “Senior brother, there are too many bad guys now, how long are we going to endure?”

“Be patient if you can bear it.” Chen Sanxing brushed back his hair that was splashed by mercury, “Don’t forget the rules set by the master and that Kunlun master. We are much stronger than them, and if we move casually, they may be killed. This is not good, this is not good, not to mention that we are all farmers and know that life is not easy for everyone. It is not easy to bully the weak. God has the virtue of being good. , you and I have to learn to be patient.”

He was talking in a low voice, just like an old man talking about ancient times at the entrance of the village.

“Hey, whoever, get up quickly, don’t squat here.” A city management man in a raincoat called the two old farmers from a long distance away.

Liang Siniu asked suspiciously: “You have to worry about where you squat.”

“There are more rules in the city.” Chen Sanxing stood up holding his sleeve, and walked into the rain. The rain gradually became heavier, and the cold rain mixed with the breath of the provincial capital drenched their bodies.

The two walked into the alley, and a plane passed by in the sky above their heads.

Feeling something, the two raised their heads at the same time, looked at each other, and smiled very honestly.

The evil spirits they were waiting for, the evil spirits that the Qingjingtian elders had solemnly told had arrived in the provincial capital by plane, they could immediately begin to eliminate evil spirits and defend the way, and then go home to farm and raise pigs, far away from this weird provincial capital.

Thinking of this, the two were very happy.

When people are happy, God is unhappy. Two farmer uncles were looking at each other and giggling at the entrance of the alley, and a few hooligans came out of it.

“Get away”

Even if he is a farmer, this is a farmer after practice. Even though the rain is alluring, Liang Siniu still sees through the layers of rain curtains and sees a bicycle shed in the alley bustling with people shouting and hitting.

“Brother, someone is fighting.”

“Oh, let’s go then.”

“Brother, a boy was robbed.”

“Oh, let’s go persuade him.”

“These little brothers, do good deeds and accumulate virtue”

With a “bang”, a brick shattered on old man Chen Sanxing’s head.

Blood trickled down slowly, staining his gray and messy hair red.

“Your baby was beaten!” Liang Siniu jumped into a rage, and with eyes as big as cowbells, he pushed towards the hooligan who was holding half a broken brick in his hand.

Chen Sanxing supported the wall with one hand, covered his forehead with the other, and called softly: “Fat cow, bear it, bear it!”

“Brother, I can’t help it.”

“Forbearance…” Chen Sanxing bit his teeth yellowed by the dry smoke.

There was a woman’s scream in the alley: “Help!”

The two old farmers looked at each other and saw the anger in each other’s eyes.

“Can’t bear it yet?” Liang Siniu’s bowl-sized fists creaked, staring nervously at his senior brother.

“Bullying women and children is unbearable”

Thinking of the injustices he had seen these days, Chen Sanxing became angry and finally refused to bear it any longer. He stepped on the wall of the alley, but the next moment he came into the alley for some reason, holding a young man who was being beaten in one hand and a woman in disheveled clothes in the other. There was a faint yellow light on both hands, and the yellow light flowed from top to bottom, firmly protecting the two victims.

A group of hooligans were dumbfounded, some dropped the bricks in their hands, and some were holding hands that were about to untie their pants in a daze.

This was their last chance to show a look of astonishment.

Because Liang Siniu stomped his feet.

Liang Siniu let out a muffled snort and stomped his feet.

This pair of big feet that have traveled thousands of miles in the fields stomped on the ground in the alley

As soon as the sole of the foot touched the ground, time seemed to stop in an instant. The liberation shoe on the right foot was cracked inch by inch, revealing the sole of the foot full of calluses inside. The concrete floor under the shoe seemed to soften, twisting and creaking. Yah, changing shape, swinging a pool of water on the concrete floor.

At this time, the voice sounded.

A loud bang sounded in the alley.

The rainwater accumulated on the ground was shaken by this foot, turning into countless round water droplets, carrying the sound of howling and breaking wind, running rampant in the alley, where the wind blows, the raindrops falling from the sky seem to be Backflow, who was also intimidated by this kick, beat randomly in the alley.

There was a dense crackling sound in the alley, like a machine gun.

When the sound stopped, the walls on both sides of the alley were full of small potholes, and fresh bricks and scum could be seen in the holes

The rainwater kicked up by one foot can smash the brick wall into a pockmarked face, what a terrifying force

All the hooligans in the alley only had time to groan a few times before their bodies were splashed with blood, and they died with countless thin blood holes

A man and a woman who had passed out were placed in a rain shelter outside the alley, and two old farmers in ragged clothes left against the rain with woven bags on their backs. At this time, the rain was getting heavier, and the high-rise buildings in the provincial capital in the mist looked like strange monsters, as if they wanted to swallow everyone living here.

“Brother, I need to buy shoes again.”

In the alley, there are more than a dozen dead people covered in blood holes lying here and there.

Outside the alley, two old farmers, one fat and one thin, walked into the layers of rain and fog in the provincial capital. :