Under one person: Irritability is the head teacher, acting as the head of Longhu Mountain

Chapter 133 Dragon King Temple

Ji Bo often ran for a long time. He didn't know how long it was. He only knew that he ran from day to night. It was so dark that he couldn't see anything clearly. In the end, he felt that his throat and lungs were as hot as dry wood. His brain was short of oxygen and shut down for a moment.

The last scene the eye sees is a village.

In the dark night, it was like a bright light, making Ji Bochang subconsciously run over there.

……

"This...this is..."

Ji Bochang opened his eyes and found that he was in an earthen room.

He stuck out his tongue and licked his dry, chapped lips, then turned his head to observe his surroundings.

After a while, he knew that he was lying on a hard wooden board, his limbs were weak and unable to move.

He could even hear the beating sound of his heart 'thump-thump-thump'.

It was beaten with hammers like drums of war.

"Baby, are you awake?"

At this moment, an old voice came from outside the house.

In the next second, an old woman who was plainly dressed, or rather dirty, walked in.

The old woman held a bowl of clear water in her hand, but the bowl was a bit worn out, dirty, and had holes in it. The old woman could only stick her palms on the holes to prevent the water from draining too quickly.

Ji Bochang didn't care so much, he opened his mouth, and drank it all in a "swipe".

Although there is still a lot of sand in the mouth after drinking.

But all in all, Ji Bochang survived.

"Hoohoo~~"

Ji Bochang took a big mouthful of air, and then he carefully observed the old woman who was feeding him water.

The first impression of the old woman is that she is very kind, but her skin is very dark, her fingers are rough, and there are thick calluses. She should have done farm work when she was young.

The old woman's face is weather-beaten and full of stories, and the yellow teeth in her mouth are almost falling out, but the way she treats people is very warm.

Ji Bochang stared blankly at the stooped old woman, who turned around, holding a bowl in one hand and a cane in the other, and walked out the door, as if to continue to add a bowl of water.

Ji Bochang wanted to get up, but in the next second his brain felt as if someone had hit him with a baseball bat, his eyes turned black, and he fell on the wooden board below him.

When Ji Bochang opened his eyes again, it was completely dark, and there was only one dusty old light bulb hanging from the ceiling in this earthen house.

I don't know if it has been used for too long, but the light from this bulb is almost like lighting a candle.

Can only see a little space.

Ji Bochang felt that he was much better now. He rolled over from the wooden bed, walked out the door, and saw the old woman sitting alone on the threshold. The old woman looked up at the stars in the sky, was she remembering?
Because Ji Bo often found that there was no one in this soil embryo room except the old woman, but there was an old photo from the old era on the dilapidated wooden table in the room, and the edges of the photo had turned yellow.

What can be seen is only a man in military uniform and a woman with good looks.

"Grandma..."

Ji Bochang yelled softly.

I don't know if I didn't hear it or my hearing has already declined due to age, but the old woman didn't respond.

Ji Bochang yelled softly a few more times.

Only then did the old woman come to her senses. She picked up the crutch standing on the wall, stood up with all her strength, looked at Ji Bochang, and said in a substandard Mandarin, "Baby, are you hungry?"

Ji Bochang touched his stomach and nodded.

"Baby, wait."

After the old woman finished speaking, she walked towards the back of the house with her crutches 'da da da'.

Ji Bochang looked at the old woman's back in admiration, because except for the light bulb in the bedroom, all the rooms with light bulbs in this earthen house were broken.

Especially in the countryside, when it is dark, you can't see your fingers.

The old lady was able to walk in with ease. At such an age, it is impossible that her eyesight has not deteriorated, but the old lady can move freely in the dark.

Soon, the old woman brought a bowl of rice porridge with two green cabbage leaves on it.

The chopsticks were cut from tree branches, and the bowl was made of porcelain, but the mouth of the bowl was broken in many places, and the wall of the bowl was also cracked in many places.

Ji Bochang didn't dislike it at all. Holding the bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other, he started to gobble it up.

It's just white porridge boiled in clear water, and fine sand is mixed in it, and the two vegetable leaves taste the same.

While swallowing the white rice porridge, Ji Bochang gave a thumbs up and exclaimed, "Old lady! Your rice porridge is delicious!"

After a few mouthfuls, Ji Bochang finished the rice porridge in the bowl.

The old woman shook her head and said, "Boy, don't lie to me. The food I eat has no taste, without oil and salt, how can it be delicious? I don't have much food on me. I just drink this rice porridge every day. Don't blame me for sprinkling..."

"No, no!" Ji Bochang said with a smile, "It's delicious! It's much more delicious than the instant noodles I eat outside!"

The old woman laughed out loud.

She took the bowl from Ji Bochang's hand and walked towards the kitchen, there was a 'rustling' sound in the darkness.

It turns out that the tools my wife has been using after washing are all fine sand.

And the old lady lacks sense of taste, so her sense of touch is probably not very sensitive. She usually swallows the rice porridge directly, without even noticing the sand in the bowl.

Ji Bo often walked out of the house and looked at the outside environment.

There seemed to be very few people in this village, only a few dozen people, and the style of the buildings seemed to have deviated from this era, completely a product of the last era.

Ji Bo often scratched his head. Now, if the government finds this kind of earth embryo house, shouldn't it be defined as a dilapidated house and donated for reconstruction?
It won't be long before I leave.

Ji Bochang discovered that there is actually a Dragon King Temple in this village.

The temple is not big.

But nearly half of the position was occupied by a statue of the Dragon King.

What is suspicious is that the living conditions of the people in this village are not good, but this statue of the Dragon King is extremely exquisite, and its surface seems to have been smeared with oil to make it shine.

Ji Bochang raised his toes and walked in, looking up at a statue of the Dragon King whose head was [-] centimeters high.

It has to be said that upon closer inspection, this Dragon King statue is extremely oppressive.

Especially a pair of piercing eyes, flawless.

It will directly cover up the blemishes on the body.

Ji Bochang put his fingers together and tapped on the statue of the Dragon King, making a dull sound of 'dang, dang, dang'.

copper?
Ji Bochang frowned. It seemed that it was still pure copper. He did a small business in the waste recycling station during the summer vacation. Copper, iron, and aluminum can be sold at a good price.

Then there are plastic bottles, cans and the like.

With such a light tap with his hand, Ji Bochang immediately recognized that it was pure copper!

Great value!

(End of this chapter)