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Chapter 62
In front of the house, several peach blossoms are in full bloom.

Red flowers and green leaves set off each other, and there are more sparrow branches.

A middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life is knocking on the door gently.

If someone familiar saw this scene, he would cover his mouth in surprise, because the one who was knocking on the door was the famous Buddha.

The rumored Buddha is vicious and vicious, and his methods are ruthless.

But at this time, the Buddha was like a docile and harmless little sheep, gently knocking on the wooden door neither warm nor dry.

"Student Jiang Ming, I'm here to learn from you, sir."

The voice is gentle, and people can't help but feel like a spring breeze after listening to it.

But there was no sound at all from inside the door, and it was like this several times in a row.

Jiang Ming's face remained the same, without the slightest hint of impatience.

But at this moment, the subordinate who came with him couldn't help it: "My lord, why are you so humble, just watch me kick this small wooden door to pieces!"

After all, Buddha is also a respectable figure in this area, as his subordinate, he doesn't want to embarrass his lord because of this small wooden door.

After finishing speaking, the servant raised his foot and wanted to kick the blocked wooden door away.

"No!" Jiang Ming scolded, "Go roll the ball if you have nothing to do."

The subordinate's tone paused several times in succession: "Uh, oh, okay."

Then the subordinate took out a ball out of nowhere and slowly rolled it to the side.

Jiang Ming: "."

Are you kidding me?This kind of old rotten stalk, it is recommended to trim it less
At this moment, with a "squeak", the wooden door that had been refusing to open opened.

Jiang Ming looked inside the door excitedly.

I saw a child's head protruding from it, with a ball hair combed, and his eyes were full of energy, revealing a burst of intelligence.

"Hey, that middle-aged uncle, please stop knocking. My husband is taking a rest. Come back later."

After saying that, there was a "bang" sound, and the wooden door that had just been opened closed again.

Jiang Ming showed helplessness on his face. It seems that he is going to visit the thatched cottage. These ancient white-haired grandfathers are really difficult to deal with.

After sighing, he glanced at the subordinate who was still rolling the ball, and walked towards the distance.

The subordinate hurriedly caught up: "Where are you going, my lord? Don't you knock on the door?"

Jiang Ming: "I can't knock on this door today, come back another day."

"Then what are we going to do now?"

"Roll the ball."

"Rolling ball.?"

The servant looked at the ball in his hand, and then at his lord.

By the way, who did this ball offend, and why do you want to roll it?
On the second and third day, Jiang Ming still came to knock on the door.

Of course, they were all dismissed by the boy who came out of the door with the reason that "the master is sleeping and resting".

I thought it was three visits to the thatched cottage, but now it seems that I will visit the thatched cottage several times. Jiang Ming sighed helplessly in his heart, it was another useless day.

Retinue: "My lord, why does this old fellow sleep every day?"

Jiang Ming: "Why, do you have an opinion?"

Seeing his lord's complexion was unkind, the servant changed the subject and quickly waved his hands and said, "No, I have no objection, I'm just a little curious, I sleep every day, doesn't it mean he doesn't eat?"

Jiang Ming: "Roll the ball."

Retinue: "Hey, yes, my lord!"

Qiu: "Every day, I have provoked someone, blah blah"

Jiang Ming still knocks on the door every day, it's like an obsession in his heart, as if if he can't open the door, his inner thoughts will not be accessible.

In fact it is.

After spending most of my life in a daze, I suddenly heard that there is a fairy magic spell, and I have a chance to live forever. No one can't help being moved.

Two days later, the boy who opened the door suddenly changed his reason for refusing.

It is no longer "Mr. is sleeping and resting", but has become "Mr. said you are too old and have passed the age of study, so it is not suitable".

In this way, Jiang Ming was turned away again.

The corner of Jiang Ming's mouth twitched slightly because he was too old.

Although this is indeed a very realistic problem, how could Jiang Ming shrink back because of it.

In his opinion, the reason changed from "sleeping" to "too old", which already means that his worship for many days has begun to bear fruit.

So for a while, Jiang Ming continued to knock on the door every day.

The same goes for this day.

The only difference is that the weather today is a bit gloomy.

The careless retinue also plays ball every day and forgets to bring rain gear when going out.

Just as Jiang Ming was knocking on the door, a muffled thunder sounded in the sky.

Rumble!
Immediately afterwards, countless raindrops like soybean grains began to fall.

The wind blows the leaves, and the green bamboo shakes.

Hoo hoo - sha la la -

The servant looked anxious: "My lord, why don't we go back today, the rain is so heavy, getting wet is not good for your health."

Jiang Ming's eyes were determined: "I won't return."

The rain was getting heavier, and soon the clothes of Jiang Ming and his subordinates were completely drenched.

The subordinate's face was full of water stains, and he couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears. He said in a crying voice: "My lord, please, let's go back. It's just one day today. Whether you want to come tomorrow or not, the little one will definitely not." stop you."

Jiang Ming still looked at the door resolutely, refusing to move half a step.

A gust of cold wind blows through the flesh and blood.

The subordinate couldn't help but trembled a few times.

"It's so cold," the servant said loudly, "My lord, it's been a few days, even a stone should be covered with heat. Since you don't want to use rough things to enter the door, why don't we go? Maybe the door is full of blood." A charlatan who pretends to be a ghost."

This time, the servant was completely impatient.

Outside, Buddha and him next to him, no matter what, he is a person of dignity, when did he suffer this kind of grievance again.

If we don't demolish this little thatched cottage, it will be a high incense.

Now the Buddha is required to knock on the door every day, even when it is raining, the Buddha is not willing to slack off.

Now Foye has completely become a model worker. You must know that even some things about the gang organization, Foye often doesn't get involved.

Now I come here to knock on the door every day like signing in, as if I've got a madman.

Thinking of this, the servant felt sorry for his lord from the bottom of his heart, and he stepped forward to hold Jiang Ming: "My lord, let's go back."

As he said that, he was about to pull Jiang Ming back, but Jiang Ming threw off the arm of the subordinate all of a sudden.

"If you don't go back, you won't be able to go back. The harder this storm gets, the harder it will be to go back."

"If I go back and escape the rain, I'm afraid I won't see a rainbow."

The servant was confused when he heard it, but seeing that the lord was very stubborn and refused to leave, he didn't want to sneak away, but he secretly sighed: "It's over, I'm afraid it's really playing ball this time."

Jiang Ming looked at the wooden door, his mind was full of thoughts.

Half to ninety percent of those who travel hundreds of miles have passed countless life and death dangers, how can I retreat because of this little wind and rain.

The more so, the more you should stick to your original intention.

The leaves of the trees were washed brightly, and countless raindrops poured down the eaves of the thatched cottages.

The water beaded into a thread, forming a long and thin white line.

At this moment, the wooden door suddenly opened.

"Squeak-"

From the inside, the childish boy with the ball hair still protruded.

His voice was as clear as a copper bell and he said: "My husband said that there is no lover in the avenue, and there is a lot of wind and rain outside. The guests might as well take shelter in the house."

Jiang Mingsheng was afraid that the child would regret it, so he quickly replied: "This is the best, thank you sir."

Thunder bursts, and the wind and rain continued.

On this day, Jiang Ming and his followers welcomed two guests in the simple thatched cottage.

(End of this chapter)