Egg Pain Chapter 1 Octagonal Pavilion

The egg hurts!

Really.

It always hurts.

Nima's children's bags are about to swell. It's broken.

It's not holding urine, but a foreign body drilled in. What's more terrible is that this foreign body is still alive! It's not small, at least as big as a frog. That thing rampaged inside, and it hurt so much that I died and died, and I didn't live!

Nima is so painful that she can't wait to cut down from the palace with a knife.

Mom and Dad are all looking anxiously from a distance, and a large number of guests are also worried from afar. But I can't let them come over. I know the horror of this thing in the children's bags. If you are not careful, this thing will split into their bodies and kill them!

The severe pain has made me a little confused, and the kitchen knife in my hand has become a little unstable.

Mad! The eunuch is the eunuch! If you let this damn thing go on, my little life must be handed over here!"

Thinking of this, I no longer hesitated and fell...

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Time back to yesterday afternoon, the location remains unchanged, grandma's house.

I don't know what day it is today. Anyway, there are many guests at grandma's house. But strangely, there are still a few Korean sticks. What's more strange is that these guys actually went to the countryside to sell clothes.

I know that my third uncle has also gone to those old mountains to sell clothes, the kind worn by the dead. Those old mountains have inconvenient transportation, and villagers rarely go out of the mountains. They have little knowledge and old ideas. They attaches great importance to the things behind them. They usually compete with you for a few cents, but when it comes to the things behind them, they are very generous. If you sell him three or four thousand yuan for any fancy shroud, he will take out all his money to buy it after a while. In those years, the third uncle made a lot of such black money by relying on his three-inch tongue.

So as soon as I saw these Korean sticks today, I immediately thought that these guys were mostly doing other shady things under the guise of selling clothes.

Because I don't understand the language, I don't know what those sticks are doing in the country bumps of Bajiaoting. But looking at their gesture, most of them came to grandma's house to beg for food at this moment. I guess I smell the smell of meat. Grandma's treat today, and I can smell the smell of meat from far away.

Sure enough, when grandma brought out a large bowl of meat, those Korean sticks devoured them rudely.

Grandma has never read a book and knows that the Japanese are devils, but they don't know that Koreans are sticks. They are actually very enthusiastic while talking and laughing. No wonder they are naturally very excited to see a group of foreigners who have never seen anything in this village.

As for me, I am completely despised. When I saw that these sticks were finished and had to be packed, I couldn't help drinking "enough!"

Unexpectedly, when those sticks heard it, they were not angry, but were extremely happy. It seemed that they met an old acquaintance in their hometown and rushed to complain in their poor English as me.

But fortunately, they can only speak poor English and speak simple sentences, otherwise I really can't understand! Now I'm really ashamed to think about it. At the beginning, I didn't read the book and passed the fourth level at one time.

Gossip, let's get back to the truth!

After dancing with those sticks and talking with chickens and ducks for a long time, I finally understood why these sticks came to Bajiaoting.

As I expected, these sticks are not really here to sell clothes. They came here for nothing else, but for the eight-pointed pavilion in the depths of the mountain.

Speaking of this octagonal pavilion, there is still something off topic to say. Rumor has it that the reason why Bajiaoting Village is called Bajiaoting Village is that the ancient Bajiao Pavilion deep in the back mountain has now become a fifteen-pointed pavilion. The reason why it has become a fifteen-corner pavilion is precisely because the original eight-horn of the pavilion has been broken. This angle is broken, and the two corners are born. The more the angle is broken, the more it becomes today's fifteen horns.

However, this is not the point. The point is that it is said that under the Octagonal Pavilion, there is a secret treasure left by Zhuge Liang in the Three Kingdoms period! These sticks in front of us are for the secret treasure!

I don't know whether the rumor is true or not. I only know that since I can remember, there have been four tomb robbers in Bajiaoting Village. However, it is said that in the end, it came back to no success. No wonder, don't say that the authenticity of the rumor itself is debatable, even if the rumor is true. But with Zhuge Liang's magical ability, how could ordinary people steal his secret treasure?

So, when I learned that these sticks were for the eight-pointed pavilion in the back mountain, I became more and more contemptuous. There are so many professional tomb robbers who can't get away. You are thin-skinned and tender, and you are not the ones who go to the ground at a glance. Is there any unique skill?

But these are none of my business. All I know is that I can't let these sticks eat those delicious food for nothing! These days, you have to pay for excretion in the city. Do you still want to pay for your stomach when you come to my territory?

"Stop talking nonsense, money, fivehundred!" Korean stick, if you don't kill your cousin's surging patriotism, I secretly think about it!

However, what I didn't expect was that these sticks became happier when they asked me for money. What's more strange is that I opened my mouth five hundred, and they gave me a thousand.

Are these sticks so lame in English that they think that "five" means "one thousand"?

When I read this, I couldn't help scolding in my heart: "The stick is really a stick! It's okay if you don't know Chinese. Even English is so bad. I really don't know how you got here!"

However, when I put away ten red brain shells and gave them to my grandmother, I knew that these sticks were not stupid at all. They gave me an extra 500, which was not that I didn't know the meaning of "five", but gave me my own reward - they asked me to take them to the octagonal pavilion in the depths of the mountain now!

Now it's time for me to be dumbfounded. The money has been given to grandma, and I can't let her get it back. Because when I gave it to my grandmother before, it took a lot of words to let her accept it, and I also said a lot of disgusting words such as "Just treat you as your grandson". If you come back again now, it's too...

"What should I do? Do you really want to take them to the damn place of Bajiao Pavilion so late? My only source of wealth now is my parents, and I don't have a penny on me! I want to reject this matter, but I don't have the money to return these sticks!

"This is really a sin of heaven, you can still live, you can't live!"

As a last resort, I had to compromise with Grandpa Mao!

"Go to the Bajiao Pavilion at this time, and your spine will be cold when you think about it!"

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