It's a Japanese folk story, "Grandfather"

once upon a time, there were two grandpas somewhere, all with a big tumor on their forehead.

both of these tumours are so big, their eyes are covered, they're ugly.

two people talked to each other many times and often lamented: "is there no way?" finally, it was decided to go up the mountain and ask the fairy to remove the tumor.

"please remove the tumor." they prayed to the buddha.

late in the night, two people were praying all night, and suddenly strange voices came from far away, as if someone had come to the preacher.

listen carefully to the side ear, and the flute and drumming sound, which is very lively.

looks like they're near the card shop at the shrine entrance.

knock, knock, grunt, grunt, music is getting closer.

"something's wrong.

why would someone come to the gods at this time?" the two grandpas went down and hid in the corner of the lobby.

a little while later, the shrine's door was squeaked and the five or six sky dogs came in.

sneaking, he was about six feet tall, and he had a tall nose on his red, glowing face.

they sat down in a large hall and came out with flutes and drums.

dung ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d so they started to talk to each other, "you dance!" "no, no, you jump, you jump!" and they pushed for half a day and nobody danced.

"no one dances so bad." one of the tin dogs was bored and looked in the corner and found the two grandfathers who were hiding there.

"oh, there's still people in this place! if you knew, you'd be dancing." says he walked straight over and pulled a grandpa's hand to the skydogs.

the old man was afraid, but he felt like a good music, and he danced with it.

at the same time, there were songs in your mouth.

the walnuts on the trees, the children on the ground jumping, falling with their heads, wow.

the sky dogs are also standing up and applauding grandpa.

"you did well tonight.

but i can't see what you look like.

why don't you take that off?" a dog came to grandpa and took the tumor off very easily, leaving no trace.

grandpa used to feel a little light on his head and was happy to retreat.

"you're next." says, the tin dogs pulled another grandpa over, "dance yourself." meanwhile, sky dogs are playing music again.

the old man was so scared, he couldn't standSteady.

However, the Sky Dogs have had to dance and hum.

Sit down, sit down, make a circle, drop a little raincoat, fall on your face and sing, and your teeth squeak, and your voice is low.

"Can you be more spiritual?" Now Grandpa's more nervous and he's crying on the floor.

The Sky Dogs are also very upset: "Do you think we're scary? Good music makes you cry.

Don't ever see your bad face again.

Take this tumor with you." Says that the tumor removed from the head of the old man who had just been taken off the head of the old man was tied to his face.

He's still a little late.

So, under the original tumor, there was another tumor, and the whole face was completely broken。