Doomed Destiny - C52

This time the catch was not exactly the same as the catch. But it didn’t make much difference. This fish also looked a little like a dragon. It was oval in size and had a fiery red body. It crawled around on the ground with its four limbs and its big black eyes stared at people. Its mouth was wide open. It was thirsty. Like the lion, he had a thick mane around his neck. It had a long tail and a thick, narrow end with a mane.

“What kind of fish is this? I wonder how it tastes like if I kill it! ” I bent down, lunged forward, and grabbed it like a pair of pincers. It turned its head and struggled desperately, opening its mouth and letting out a shrill howl similar to that of a pig.

“Pfft!” It spat out a fiery red ball from its mouth, dropped it on the ground, and rolled it far away.

“Eat the pill!” Good! Don’t kill me, my meat is not tasty! ” It could actually speak human language. It surprised me. He must have had a spirit and cultivated it to perfection. In awe, he took the hook out of its mouth and threw it back into the hole. However, he immediately regretted it now. The hole was so deep that he didn’t know if he could fall to his death or not. Better to put it back in the river.

Then I picked up the red ball and put it in my mouth. It was bitter. However, he swallowed it down as he thought of the bitter taste in his mouth. Immediately, I felt a burst of heat in my abdomen. The heat flowed through my entire body, causing me to feel warm all over. Very soon, I began to sweat profusely. Another gust of wind blew onto my body, cooling me down. It gave me an indescribable feeling of comfort and lightness. He wanted to catch it next time and make it spit pills for me to eat.

However, after I understood what the pill spat out by the strange fish was, I regretted eating it. If the return of history had allowed me to choose again, I would never have eaten the “dan” spat out by those weird fishes.

Actually, eating the pills spat out by those strange fish is good for my body. But sometimes some of the benefits of a person are more painful.

For example, a person wants to forget something, but his brain is very good and his memory is very good. Bad memories kept gnawing at him. At this time, it would be better to give him a new set of brain that was broken so that he could forget his painful past. Thus, the advantage of having a good brain didn’t necessarily mean that one would be able to have an easy time.

When I touched the wound on my head, it miraculously healed without leaving a scar. Then he attributed the work to the effects of the red pellet that the weird fish spat out. I went into the kitchen to undress and remove the gauze from my body. He saw that his scalded skin had also completely recovered without leaving any scars. It had returned to its original smooth and fair state. Of course he was happy. He thought that if he could sell the Hong Dan spat out by the strange fish, he could definitely sell it for a huge sum.

It was now evening. Smoke rose from the countryside. Sister Jin Yuxia was also cooking in the kitchen. I still cook for her. The rest were sitting in the yard. Yang Dabao was the happiest one. He said he sat at home every day, without income generation, and that sooner or later he would have to go out hungry. Cripple Zhao Liang said that there were still fields. If they could get food, they would not get hungry.

Yang Dabao said that you should eat only then. You should not wear new clothes, not eat meat, not pay for the phone calls, and there should be electricity fees. Zhao Xinxin’s father must think of ways to earn money. A few living people couldn’t just sit at home and wait for food to grow. Yang Dabao said that I have a way to earn money.

Zhao Xinxin’s father asked what the method was. Yang Dabao said that he would buy a monkey and go out to the streets to play with the others. There were a lot of people spectating, so you throw a basin on the ground, and after a while, the basin was filled with money. Cripple Zhao Liang said that all the money people throw at him was one or two cents, so how much money could he possibly have in a pot? Yang Dabao shouted angrily, someone was even throwing Hairy # 5 and a piece of meat.

Zhao Xinxin’s father said that he had seen people acting like a monkey on the streets before, and it seemed like they weren’t much. Yang Dabao said that you don’t understand, you can’t wear it well just because you came out to show off, the more worn out the better, and the more pitiful it was, the more they would try to provoke their sympathy, and then they would give it to you. If you want to do it decently, everyone would look at you angrily, who would throw money at you, you shouldn’t look down on beggars, they would make you cry from their wealth.

Zhao Xinxin’s father said that playing with monkeys was risky. What if the monkey scratched his face and blinded him? Yang Dabao said, “What the hell am I doing? I have been a monkey professional for more than ten years, I definitely can’t let a monkey scratch me.” Father, you should just buy a monkey for Big Treasure. The two of us will go out and make money, and come back to honor you. Zhao Xinxin’s father asked how much it would cost to buy a monkey. Yang Dabao said fifty thousand.

Unexpectedly, Yang Dabao brought back a monkey. On the surface, it seemed like he was playing monkey to earn money, but in reality, it was all to make that monkey deal with me. That monkey was very powerful, to the point that I had always wondered if it was actually the Sun Wukong from Journey to the West.

The meal was ready. Sister Jin Yuxia gave me another bowl. Let me eat in the kitchen. She busied herself with the bowls in the hall. I bitterly smiled. “Our lives really aren’t good. One of us couldn’t even use his wife and got robbed.” One married off to another. Wife became a free nanny! ”

Jin Yuxia frowned: “Brother, not only you, Zhao Liang is useless too. You think he only had two amputated legs. The lifeline between their legs was also cut off! He’s still not being honest! He’s tormenting me with two radishes every day! ”

“Ai!”

“What can you do if your fate is bad? Just make do with it!” “Don’t worry about it!”

Someone has come to my house before I’ve finished my bowl of rice. It was sent from my grandmother’s house. Let me go mourn Second Uncle. According to the rules here, mourning must be paid for. I said I had no money. That person said it’s fine if he doesn’t have any money, but your grandma is in a hurry to call you over. There seems to be something else, so come with me quickly.

It was a van. So I left half a bowl of rice and went with him to the van.

On the way, that person’s mouth repeatedly said a few evil words. I asked what was wrong. As he was speaking, he knocked over a man with a jar on his head, which had been smashed against the ground, but he was all right, and the light was so bright that the man, who looked exactly like himself, got up from the ground and, without talking to me about it, disappeared into the corn.

My heart skipped a beat and I asked him if there was a light in the car. He stuck his hand up and the lights came on. Ask me what I want the light for. It was dark, and the interior of the car was dark without lights. The light shone down on his face, and I could see that it had turned the color of tin, and that even his lips were penciled.

“Aiya!” I couldn’t help but exclaim.

“What happened?” the man asked, turning to me as we drove.

“Do you want to hear the truth?”

“Of course!”

“But I don’t dare to say it!”

“What do you dare not say!”

“I said I was afraid you would hit me!”

“No problem, just say it!”

After a moment of silence, I said, “You’re going to die!”

“What?!” The man slammed his foot on the brake. Without their seat belts, under the effect of the inertia, the two of them charged forward and almost crashed into the glass wall in front of them.

“Who did you say is dying?” The man stared at me and drank, obviously annoyed.

I stopped talking. He just stared straight ahead. Now the van was on a side road, close to the intersection, and in front of it was a road. There were a lot of big trucks on the road. One after another, they whizzed past. The ground trembled from the impact.

“Pah!” I got a slap in the mouth. He scolded, “Why do you have such a dirty mouth! “I’m driving, and you said I’m going to die. You’re cursing me for having a car accident!” Unsatisfied, he slapped my mouth again.

This was the last time he would hit someone. He let go of the brake, hung up, and walked forward. His head tilted, and he died. The van didn’t stop, it kept running forward. I was afraid the car would turn into a ditch on the side of the road, so I held on to the steering wheel and turned back and forth for a while before I walked straight.

If I knew about cars at that time, I knew that if the hand-held cars didn’t step on the gas pedal after they were put into gear, the gears would nibble at each other and choke the cars to death at a very low speed. All I had to do was pull the dead man’s leg out or move it so that his foot was removed from the throttle, and the car would naturally go off on its own when the throttle was no longer being stepped on.

But I didn’t understand it then! The dead man kept his foot on the accelerator. I didn’t know to turn the key back. He was too busy fiddling with the steering wheel. Seeing the car go straight, I was secretly pleased that I had learned to drive by myself. The car came closer and closer to the intersection, coming to a potholed stretch of road. The car lurched up and down, kicking the dead man’s feet against the gas pedal, driving the car forward again and again, frightening me.

I tried to open the door and jump out, but I couldn’t. He looked at the door and saw a black lump beside the glass above. He pulled it up and down and pressed it again, thinking that the door would open and (though the last push had locked it) push it hard, but the door wouldn’t budge.

In desperation, I looked down and saw a hole in the door. There was a plastic pin in the hole, so I grabbed it and twisted it. The door still wouldn’t open. It turned out later that if I hadn’t pressed the black lump on the side of the glass, I would have opened the door with a plastic pin.)

Since I couldn’t open the door, I had to steer the car and follow it onto the road. He turned east in the direction of his grandma’s house.

The trucks on the road came one after another, and the lights on the other side made it almost impossible to see. At the time, I didn’t understand that the right and left lanes had to be chosen according to the direction of the car. At any rate, if he saw an open space on the road, he would turn around. The car lurched. This caused many cars to continuously flash lights and whistle on the road. Some of the drivers slowed down or stopped to yell at me.

Finally, there was a loud bang. My body jolted so hard that my head almost fell off my neck, and glass fell like rain. The van was knocked off its feet by a large truck speeding along the opposite side. After circling a few rounds in the air, the four wheels heavily crashed down from the sky. Another heavy truck arrived and directly rolled over the van.

Before I could even react to it with my spiritual sense, my body was once again crushed. I saw the body below my head turn into a meat patty as it sank. Those who had their eyes and mouth wide opened did not even have the time to cry out before they felt a “Peng” sound. Their heads were crushed again. Their vision turned black and their consciousness disappeared.