I'm not really a gold saint

Chapter 581 Scary uncle, I want to resign

Poets and poets?

When will there be such a thing in the cemetery?
Ding Li complained a few words in his heart.

At the same time, he was vigilant in his heart, his eyes and ears were psychic, and his perception was so strong that he didn't even notice that someone suddenly appeared behind him.

This guy is not easy!

"Oh, I don't know the value of gold when I was young, and I always cry when I look at my sister when I am old."

Ding Li simply imitated the other party's tone and made a spoof affectionately.

"what?"

After a while, the middle-aged man's body trembled violently. Looking up, he seemed to be shown a face, and his brown eyes shone with an inexplicable brilliance.

The man is over 1 meters tall.

The black wide-brimmed hat on the head, the black windbreaker fluttering in the wind, the meticulous black moustache, the shiny black leather shoes, the gold chain hanging on the chest, and the gold and black walking stick in the hand, seem to be filled with words. The word "forced".

This is a very delicate man.

Such a handsome and handsome man usually only appears in TV dramas, but in reality, he is very eye-catching.

It seems that he is so well dressed and looks like a man of iron and blood, how can he recite such poems that resent women's tenderness.

This is lovelorn?
A wave of coquettishness among literati and poets.

It's just that it's not polite to stare at others, especially when a man looks at a man.

Looking at each other, it always makes people feel weird.

This is how Dan Dingli looked at each other.

There is no way, because the other party is also looking at him.

The four eyes met for a long time.

There is no flash, no autumn spinach, and no bastard mung beans.

Only embarrassment!

Finally, the uncle took off his wide-brimmed gentleman's hat and pressed it to his chest, revealing his gray temples, with a smile on his lips, and his voice was gentle and soft: "Little handsome guy, the poem you recited sounds weird, but the words are not rough, and they are interesting. "

Little handsome guy?
This tone!This word!
Ding Li couldn't help but want to complain.

The uncle is well-dressed and fashionable, looks like a dog, and has a mixed-race appearance. He is mature and elegant, full of style, and his image and temperament are very similar to Wu Moubo, a well-known uncle actor in the film and television industry.

This handsome appearance alone is enough to make Qianqian Obasan and the girl bow down to each other's pomegranate pants.

But why did this guy lose his temper as soon as he opened his mouth?
Wow!
I got goosebumps all over the floor.

The uncle continued: "Little handsome guy, are you the new trainee gravekeeper?"

Ding Li endured the discomfort and replied, "Well, but I will be the owner of this cemetery."

What?
The uncle opened his mouth slightly, showing a surprised expression.

The dark brown eyes were almost rounded.

Uncle!

What are you staring at?

I'm too handsome?

Or do I have words on my face?
Being stared at like this, Ding Li suspected that his crotch zipper was not pulled.

"Do you know who I am?" the uncle continued to ask.

"do not know."

Ding Li answered simply.

"I am the keeper of this cemetery!"

The uncle said again.

Ding Li couldn't believe it: "Uncle, what are you kidding?"

What kind of gravekeeper are you?

Wearing this British gentleman style, you tell me you are a grave keeper?

Are you kidding me?
The other party didn't answer, but glanced at Xiao Hei who was motionless in the bushes, and instead smiled all over his face: "Little handsome guy, do you want to be a grave keeper?"

"Me? Ahaha..."

Ding Li laughed dryly.

Getting along so close made him feel an extremely strange and familiar feeling.

Yes, I have never met the other party, and I have a particularly familiar feeling.

Before Ding Li could answer, the uncle raised his chest, waved his big hand vigorously, and pointed to the cemetery full of weeds and wild flowers in front of him: "Don't deny it, I can tell that you are a young gravekeeper with noble morals."

"I just want to retire. From now on, this cemetery will be your country, your world, and your destiny!"

Uh……

Are you doing poetry recitation again?
Now there is another breath of Zhong Er rushing towards him.

"Excuse me, are you joking?" Ding Li asked.

"No kidding, let's get to know each other."

The man took out a gold inlaid business card from his breast pocket with his orchid fingers, and handed it to Ding Li with small steps.

Orchid finger + small steps?
sissy...

No wonder it feels weird all the time.

After receiving the business card, Ding Li lowered his head and looked at it, and couldn't help being completely stunned.

It turned out to be a business card.

The business card is made of some kind of metal, and there are two striking gilt characters "Tata" on it.

Tata?

Why is the name so sissy, and you are still pinching the orchid finger, have you practiced the Sunflower Book?
Excuse me!
I, Ding Li, am a 100% pure man, and I don’t agree with each other when we disagree.

Tata narrowed her eyes slightly, raised her hand and tapped the ground with her black cane, restrained her smile, and said in a deep voice, "Young man, you want to be the gravekeeper of this cemetery."

"However, this cemetery is not accessible to ordinary people."

"Can you bury the body of a friend of mine?"

"is it okay?"

Ding Li: "..."

Is this guy a real gravekeeper?
Tomb keeper is an ancient profession. Tomb keeper guards and manages the cemetery and is the highest authority in the cemetery.

There are two jobs of grave guards. One is to clean the cemetery, clear weeds, plant flowers and trees, and the other is to keep watch at night to prevent tomb robbers and wild animals from disturbing the ancestors.

Perhaps it is because the cemetery has been absorbing Chaowu and Xihui for a long time, and dealing with the dead in the tomb. This profession always gives people a gloomy feeling, so it is also considered an unpopular profession.

The British-style uncle in front of him is actually the gravekeeper of this cemetery.

The other party dressed in such a temperament, apart from being dull, he really didn't look like a grave keeper.

He always felt that this uncle was not an ordinary person, so he simply used the small universe to spy on him secretly.

In the end, they found something strange. There seemed to be a kind of film on the other party's body. This film not only cut off all detection, but even absorbed his own small universe, like an abyss.

Yes, the opponent's small universe is unfathomable, like an abyss.

He suddenly felt threatened, it was an intuitive feeling.

The strength of this somewhat sissy uncle in front of him is extraordinary, he seems to be able to crush himself to death with one hand.

How could there be such a terrifying existence?

He knew that he was the peak of the seven senses, almost the same as the strongest golden saint.

But compared with the other party, there is simply a difference.

How could there be such a great master in the sanctuary 200 years ago?

He suddenly made a decision, and said loudly: "I've thought about it, I'm young and promising, but I'm just a delicate flower that just bloomed, how could a flower be stuck on cow dung...it's on a grave! "

Yes, this cemetery cannot stay for the time being.

Before Ding Li refused, he saw a huge red coffin in the hands of the uncle who did not know when.

"It's a different dimension!"

"Almost no spatial fluctuations?"

Ding Li's eyes twitched.

Yes, it is strange that the extra red coffin in the opponent's hand is very big.

He can be sure that the other party conjured up this big red coffin out of thin air.

Who is Uncle Tata?

He immediately remembered a poetic poem, and whispered it in Chinese:

"The general and I take off our battle robes, and the hibiscus tent warms up the spring night."

"But if the flying generals of Dragon City are here, the king will not go to court early from now on."

"Ouch! Little handsome guy, I didn't expect that you are still a fellow, and you even know Chinese."

Tata's eyes lit up immediately, and he pinched the orchid finger and winked, as if he had met true love.

Hey!
It really is you...

Ding Li's body shook violently, and he took two steps back, almost dying of nausea from the winking eyes thrown by his uncle.

"Uncle, it's not what you think, I just said it casually..."

He explained quickly, not wanting to misunderstand, let alone being a strong man.

"Needless to say, I understand."

The uncle blinked, showing an ambiguous expression of [I understand].

Ding Li: .(((m-__-)m
I understand your sister!

I feel that this cemetery cannot stay...

He immediately walked out of the cemetery: "I'm sorry, I resign, I don't want to be a gravekeeper!"

Then as soon as he turned around, a big hand pressed his shoulder: "Sao Nian, you should bury this coffin first!"

(End of this chapter)