He said there was an old man from the countryside who went to the market and sat in a small shop to eat noodles in the evening. He met an acquaintance and chatted for a while. The acquaintance said, "Qiulin, Qiulin, everyone said you know how to act. Show me a while today!"

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said there was an old man in the countryside who was sitting in a small shop to eat noodles in the evening. He met an acquaintance and chatted for a while. The acquaintance said, "Qiulin, Qiulin, everyone said you know how to act. Show me a while today!" The old man was kind and a little naughty. He reached out and wiped his mouth, pulled a burp, stirred his lips and cleaned his mouth, and then replied, "Then you stared at the jar in a while." The acquaintance looked at the old man's gaze and saw a half-person-high jar at the entrance of the shop.

The old man hummed minor tune walked out of the hotel and casually touched the wine jar when he went out. Turn around and walk away. The acquaintance also hurriedly followed and saw the clear and bright jar of wine bread hamburger in the jar.

After about 1 minute, there seemed to be some movement in the jar, but there was no change. Later, I found that the wine inside was slowly decreasing. The acquaintance stared at him nervously and excitedly, not daring to speak. It was about to bottom out, but I found that the wine was slowly rising back.

And the old man here put away a small bowl in that secluded place and was about to rush home. It was getting dark. When passing by a bridge, a human-shaped giant figure with long hair and red hair on two mountains suddenly appeared opposite him and blocked him in front of him. The old man looked up and his neck was sore. No matter how far he goes left or right, he can't make a step. "Yeah! Are you going to fight me today?" the old man muttered, took out the small bowl just now, read a few words, and waved his fingers together. The small bowl suddenly split into two, and a thread of blood spurted out of his fingertips, throwing it towards the giant object. I saw it unable to stand and collapsed backwards. The human figure quickly became smaller and narrowed into a small ball lying on the ground. Just by the dim starlight, it was an old tree with its teeth and claws.

The old man hummed a tune and continued to move forward, and then followed a young man and shouted, "Old man, you are tired of walking, so I will carry you!" The old man stopped, without saying a word, and rode on the young man's back with his legs. The young man's back is so wet and cold that he doesn't bother with it. The young man carried the old man on his back and turned around, running towards the river that came quickly. The old man said a few words calmly on his back, and the younger generation could only hear the words "Snow Mountain Ling" and could not move immediately. When I heard "Wangjiagou" again, I ran to the old man's house obediently. When I arrived at the door of my house, my family came out to pick me up with a torch and saw a wet tree lump riding under my crotch.

The old man turned over and recited a few spells. The tree lump suddenly fell to the ground, as if he had been tampered with tendons. "Don't come, don't come. I can't beat me." The old man muttered to the air and smiled with his mouth tilted.

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