Under the ash tree outside the market, Zhang Guolao let go of his donkey and each of them enjoyed the shade under the big tree.

On a whim, I played fishing music on the drums and sang Taoist songs:

All the mountains and the flats are destined to be together, no matter how poor or low they are.

The sufferings of ordinary people are endless, and those who do evil are in great trouble.

The tongue-tied man doesn't listen to the old man's words, and the crazy man calls me a fool.

I revealed the secret of heaven, and sure enough, I died in hell.

After all the grievances and grievances have been told, he persuades people with bitter words.

Those who do good will be protected, while those who are cunning and crazy will suffer from hunger and cold.

First, the plague god is not far away, and secondly, there are heavy rains.

In the third test, the night journey is not peaceful, and in the fourth test, the evil door is full of smoke.

The fifth test of feng shui brings blessing and safety, and the sixth test of feng shui means a sunny day.

The seventh measure is to have food and not go hungry; the eighth measure is to have clothes, wife and children.

In the ninth test, the inner demons are entangled, but in the tenth test, a hero emerges.

Next to the market is"Bisheng Yinfang", where the employees are taking a break after dinner. After listening to Zhang Guolao's Taoist speech, he started talking with great interest.

Hong Songning, the printer, asked:"Everyone, do you know who the elder of Qingzuo Le is?" Lu Gusi, the great engineer, said,"Well, if I guess correctly, it must be Zhang Guolao, one of the Eight Immortals." Feng Caijin, the female worker, said:"Zhang Guo is the one who rides a donkey upside down in the world! That old man is riding a donkey upside down. The little girl saw it with her own eyes. I only guessed in my heart that it is rare to meet an immortal."

Hong Songning said:"Who is going to invite the gods? How about calculating the birth date and fortune for each of us?" The female worker Jiang Qinqin said:"It is rare to meet a deity. He comes like a strong wind and leaves without a trace. Look, everyone, how can you find the shadow of the old immortal!"

Everyone raised their eyebrows. Looking at it, it was indeed gone. Xue Hongji, the printer, said:"I can't find it, so I have no choice! The young worker only remembers the words he sang about the tongue-tied man. He will die as soon as he says he will. He will die so fast and violently. A person dies like a mountain falling. This is true."

Printer Yu Tianshi said:"It's strange in this world. He talks endlessly and talks thousands of miles away, but his mouth is higher than the sky and his life is as thin as paper." The female worker Shi Ronghua laughed and said:"Haha, this kind of thing There is more than one gossip. There is also the old man from Xiguan in Yinfang Town. He is half buried in the grave, and only half of his body is outside the tomb. In the past month, he talked about"changing dynasties" to everyone he met, and made high-minded remarks. How many days have you been there? Just go to Huangquan Road."

Female worker Jiang Qinqin said:"There are so many people who fall into Huangquan Road! Outside the back door of the sealing workshop, those who are busy making a fortune are going crazy. Lu Nengji is not even forty. When I was 18 years old, I always wanted to be superior to others, and I spent all my time building and buying a house, which I still found unsatisfactory. I built and demolished, demolished and built again and again, and finally I developed tuberculosis from exhaustion, and I went to Huangquan Road two days ago."

Female worker Shi Ronghua took up the discussion and said:"Hey! This is called 'people die for money and birds die for food'! How can a human heart be contented? The human heart is not enough for a snake to swallow an elephant."

Female worker Yin Yugong said:"Hi! Over the years, many people have died! It is common for people to die every three days. They either died of illness or fell to death. I heard that Gan Dafu of Dongzhen also fell to death!" Everyone was shocked after hearing this.

Female worker Diao Zhiyan asked:"Gan Dafu is dead?! He is a wealthy and wealthy family in Dongzhen. He is thousands of miles away. Who doesn't know it?" Hong Songning said:"It's not surprising, I have heard about it too. Gan Dafu in Dongzhen is rich in wealth and his family property is huge." It can be said that he is the best in a thousand miles and the top in ten thousand households. But he is also not satisfied. He is quite greedy for money and goes to try his best to make a big business. Overthinking, he suddenly suffered a cerebral hemorrhage and died immediately. He died so quickly that there was no time to save him."

Printer Lu Gu Si said:"There was a man in the back village who made a living by gambling, named Yu Guanglu. He died not long ago!" Xue Hongji, a long-term worker, said in surprise:"Oh, he is a distant relative of my second uncle? How could I not know?." Lu Gong said:"You are silently making printing plates and don't listen to what is going on outside the window. Naturally, you don't know anything about the world. You don't know many, many things!" Cang Cui Gong said:"Senior Brother Lu is right. I just want to know the inside story. How did he die?"

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like