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Ah Huang has been waiting on the sidewalk, paying attention to those peddlers selling pirated CDs. He knew he would gain something.
Sure enough, the hawkers ran away as soon as they smelled the inspectors, and there would always be a CD or two dropped from their cardboard boxes. Ah Huang quickly picked up one, which was his favorite animation by Hayao Miyazaki.
In order to watch this piece of "Variety Civet Cat", Jacques thought of many ways.
In the end, we succeeded in persuading the salesman to show it on his computer at a counter selling domestic LCD monitors. The picture effect of the liquid crystal display is very good, attracting many customers, and the salesperson is busy immediately. Originally it was agreed to only play for ten minutes, but in the end he was so kind and let us finish watching the disc.
In the past, in Japan, there was a mysterious animal called tanuki. They would use illusion to transform themselves into such and such shapes, or turn leaves into money or something.
A gentle voice said: "Civet cat, civet cat, shall we go play?"
The story begins like this.
We couldn't stop laughing. But the more I look back, the sadder I feel, and my tears flow.
Jacques felt very strange: "Civet cats and people, that is a ridiculous war, from head to toe."
I refuted him: "Because you are not civet cats, you will not shed tears."
"Hehe, then you are a civet cat?"
I hesitated and said: "I think, I am"
Later, I pointed it out to them: "That cashier is too."
"Are you sure?"
"And that gentleman over there, the one who bought a double-door refrigerator, he seemed to be forced by his wife to buy this tens of thousands of yuan refrigerator, thinking it was too expensive!"
"Is he also a civet cat?"
"Well. Look at them, they all have very dark dark circles, probably because they have transformed into adults, and their lives are too tiring."
"You guessed it?"
"Look for yourselves, that's a sign that the civet cat will show its true colors."
They didn't say a word, and looked back at the two I mentioned while walking.
"Civet cat, civet cat, shall we go play?"
That gentle female voice always echoes in my mind.
We are not mice, we are civet cats. I wish I was a civet cat, I will be a civet cat, not get along with people, but a civet cat with a civet cat
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That alley is very familiar.
By the way, it is the small road we took, but Li Xiaogen didn't lead the way, who knows where he went!
There are no street lights, and the alleys are like caves that have been split open. Although there is light, it is half-dark. A white thing appeared, kind of like a firefly on a summer night. It got closer, and it turned out to be a human head¡ªit was Zhao Gui, with a bandage wrapped around his head! Damn, Zhao Gui turned into a ghost, he turned into a ghost and came to catch me!
I tried to run, but couldn't. Fortunately, there was a tree next to me. When I was in a hurry, I swished to the tree. Zhao Guibian's ghost couldn't see me.
He rode his bicycle as usual, moving slowly under the wall. I quietly looked at his face, but I couldn't see it clearly, and I didn't know if he had a face or not. Now, I am even more nervous. It is said that children who die prematurely in the countryside will be wrapped in straw mats and placed on tree branches in the forest for birds to peck at. They'll peck at his face first. If the child's face is eaten away, he will become a faceless ghost and come to borrow face from other children.
This legend has always terrified me.
I am afraid of meeting a faceless ghost, afraid that he will borrow my face. He passed slowly, and I could only see his head, which was still the same size, even a little bigger than before. He walked slowly down the long alley, humming while looking into the shadows of the eaves and tree roots.
The song he sang is very familiar to me, so familiar, I have heard it somewhere. he sings¡ª
Little Zhou Xin, go home,
Zhao Gui, I just have a broken skin on my head.
Little Zhou Xin, go home,
Your composition is the first.
He walked out of the alley and strolled on the street. There was no one on the street.
He pedaled quickly to rush to a slope ahead. The first time I rushed halfway, I returned it. The second time he rushed up. It's weird, I seem to be in a tree or some other high place all the time, looking at him.
There is a small highland above, which I am a little familiar with, but also feels very strange. In front of the plateau was a canyon, with dark woods and a small river. Because of the darkness, the small river looks like a piece of bright but far away glass. He was facing the darkDad's. "
"Do you have a father?" His eyes lit up, "Where is it? Ask your father to redeem you with money."
"So, that is to say, I was kidnapped by you?"
"I'm just looking for some money for cigarettes and food."
"But, I don't know where he is. I have to find him first, get on the phone with him, and tell him how serious the matter is. Human life is at stake. If you don't give me money, you can't do it. Then he can raise money to redeem me."
"Boy, if you talk in a hurry, you will be poor! I, I saw from the beginning that you are not a fuel-efficient lamp. Sure enough, after so long, there is no benefit at all."
"The main reason is that you restrict my freedom too much, so I am useless. Let me tell you, I am different from others. You treat me the same as others. If I die, I will not be able to perform. .Once I can¡¯t perform well, I¡¯ll be a piece of trash, so there¡¯s no benefit!¡±
"Except for Jacques' use, you rats are trash, rubbish!"
"You are really right, you are not so tight with Jacques, he just showed it!"
"What's that in your hand? Show me! Come on, put your hand up!"
"What are you doing? I'm not a little Japanese!"
"Hold it up! Otherwise, don't blame me for being cruel!"
A fat man appeared at the door, holding his fists, and shouted impatiently: "Brother Qiang, why are you messing around with a kid? There's a rush!"
"He's up for a trick. Hands up!"
I slowly raised my hands, and the tiles slid from the collar down my back to the ground.
"Look, I don't have anything in my hand, what have I got?"
He pulled me hard: "Let's go, don't talk nonsense, I'll find you another job, lest you play tricks in my hands one day and ruin my business."
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