The night of Xiaowangzhuang comes early, and there is a common saying in the village, the days are short in winter, and the evening is still some distance from the western horizon, and wisps of green smoke come out of the chimneys of each family.

It was the time for dinner, Bu San's tractor had not yet arrived at the entrance of the village, and several busy people waiting in the drying field were a little impatient there, whispering to each other, and at this moment, the sharp-eared person heard the sound of the tractor's motor in the distance, and suddenly found that it was like a new continent and shouted, "Come, come!" Everyone held their breath and listened, the sound of the tractor's motor was getting closer and closer, and several people jumped up like children, and tonight's show was about to start again.

Busy boiling water, he lit the firewood and ignited the chopping wood that had been prepared long ago, and the fire under the pot soon reflected the face of the burner, and the rest of the people were not idle, and began to prepare for the pre-work routine.

The night in the countryside is particularly quiet, when the sound of the tractor motor passes through the village, people who like to watch the excitement stand in front of their homes, and when they see the lights of the tractor, the children who have eaten early follow the car and cheer. From time to time, Bu San looked back at the children behind the car, and from time to time shouted at the children who tried to climb the car.

When the people waiting in the drying field saw the direct tractor light, they turned on the lights of the temporary slaughterhouse in the drying field, reflecting each other as if in the day, the slaughtering in the past two days has attracted people's attention, every day when the lights are turned on, there are good people in the village, rushed to the drying field to watch, especially those naughty children, because the village has not yet had the fetters of the TV, they also rushed to the drying field to join in the fun, whenever a pig is slaughtered and put aside, they will always rush up, pull out the pig's trotter clip, put some scattered picked up lard, and then find some cotton twisted into a thin thread and insert it in it, which is beautifulIn the eyes of rural children, in addition to these simple and natural games, there is really no more interesting activity.

Today, in addition to the lights of the drying field, tractors have been added, which has increased the curiosity of onlookers.

After the tractor stopped, everyone gathered around, opened the fence of the car, unloaded the pigs from the car, and put them directly in the yard.

With the howl of the pig, heartbreaking, breaking the silence of the night, this howl made the people present have become accustomed to it, after all, they have been listening to this kind of cry for two days, but this cry frightened a fat pig unloaded on the side, it kept struggling to move, people only paid attention to the busy people under the light, no one noticed the pig's struggle, the pig who broke free from the rope got up from the ground, and staggered straight to the production road next to the drying field.

A dark figure standing in the dark urinating exclaimed, "The pig has run away!

The people who were busy seemed to have been given a strong injection, and turned their heads to the place where the pigs were unloaded, and in the dark shadow, Bu San walked up and carefully counted the number of pigs: "It's not good, it's our pigs that ran away!"

With Bu San's shouting, the first to follow was Bu San's own brother Bu Si: "Where did you go?"

"No, we do have one less pig!" they immediately came back to their senses, and looked at the voice that had just come out, "The pig has run away!", and a dark figure stood there, vaguely wearing a belt.

"Where did you see the pigs running away?" asked Bu Si as he turned to the dark shadow.

"Running in the direction of the production road!" the dark shadow replied.

Bu San immediately turned around and walked towards the black shadow, he had never raised pigs, and it was the first time he had heard of pigs walking at night, and it was estimated that he would not run too far.

Bu San saw the face of the black shadow through the faint light, a middle-aged man, although he couldn't name it, he also felt that this person was honest and simple.

"Did you run there?" asked Bu San, pointing to the production road ahead.

"Yes, that's where you go!" the middle-aged man affirmed.

Bu San didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly chased in the direction he pointed, walked a hundred and ten meters, the lights became darker and darker, he didn't see the pig, he began to be suspicious, and secretly thought: "This empty wheat field, this dark night, where to find the lost pig?"

At this time, Bu San immediately thought of the bizarre story that an old man in the village told him about what happened in this drying field during the slaughter on the first night.

According to the old man, this drying field was originally an ancient temple, built in what year and month, no one knows, only know that it is relatively old. The temple is planted with 30 acres of peach blossoms around it, every spring to see the peach blossoms and burn incense and worship the Buddha people are endless, this temple is also named the peach blossom temple because of the peach blossoms, when our village is not called Xiaowangzhuang, but according to the temple and named the peach blossom temple Dawangzhuang.

Originally, there was nothing to do, and I don't know which day, this temple came to a monk surnamed Zhu, no one knew his true origin, only knew that he came from the capital, that is, the Zhu monk from the capital, after a few years also became the abbot of the Peach Blossom Temple, he was good at management, will manage, the Peach Blossom Temple during his tenure as the abbot, attracted a lot of dignitaries in the county, the house increased by more than ten rooms, the construction area expanded nearly twice, the fame is naturally popular, just one night before the Spring Festival, the Peach Blossom Temple caught fire, it was late at night, the fire burned red half of the sky, no one put out the fire, just the next day when the people who burned incense came to this Peach Blossom TempleWhen people speculated, someone found the hanged abbot on a peach tree around the Peach Blossom Temple, with a face like white paper, a long tongue sticking out, and round eyes, as if he was glaring angrily, which made people's hearts tremble. The village reported to the official, but no name was found, as for the other monks, some people said that they were buried in the fire, some people said that they were kidnapped, and there were all kinds of rumors, but this matter was not resolved, and there was no ending.

Bu San understood that although this was just a story, it was difficult to say whether there was such a thing, but he also heard that this village had indeed been called "Peach Blossom Temple Dawangzhuang", and there was indeed a temple. Whether it is the current drying field or not, the key is that the homonym between this pig and Zhu makes him a little creepy.

Bu San looked back at the bright light of the drying field, according to the rare light and shadow, he felt that his legs and stomach were a little weak, and wanted to walk back to call everyone to look for him, but he couldn't open his legs, he tried to shout a few times: "Hurry, hurry up and find the pig that ran away!" This shout was surprisingly loud, and all the people in the courtyard heard it clearly, so a few people put down their work and walked in the direction of Bu San's shouting.

Bu San saw everyone coming, as if his legs were obviously infused with strength, and greeted him: "Everyone is looking for it separately, see where you have gone?"

Under the greeting of Bu San, everyone scattered in the wheat field, while searching vigorously in the dark night, while making a "nagging" pig call sound in the mouth, this sound was extremely crisp in the open field, those onlookers may have found it interesting, and also joined the team to find the pig, and suddenly, the sound of calling pigs in the field came and went.

"Here!" was a small voice, but it caught everyone's attention. Everyone immediately converged on the voice, someone struck a match, and clearly saw the fat pig in front of them, and the people exclaimed: "How to catch it?"

Just when people were stunned, a figure jumped out of the crowd, look at the black shadow, more than one meter eight tall, tall and fat, Bu San, who was thinking, knew that this was his cousin Bu Fanying, he was as strong as a cow since he was a child, this is also the time for him to show his skills, I saw him roll up his sleeves, quickly walked to a place more than a meter away from the pig, stood still, suddenly pounced forward, and pressed the pig's head with both hands, it was obvious that he wanted to grab the pig's ears, but because it was dark, he didn't see clearly, although this pounce held down the pig's head, but he didn't just grab the pig's ears, and grabbed a handful of pig hair in his hand, The fat pig swooped forward, and pierced the crowd surrounded by people, the crowd immediately flashed out of a road, and there was a slow flash that was knocked to the ground by the pig's fierce force, lying in the wheat field and hurting "ouch, ouch", Bu Fanying pounced unsuccessfully, looking at the direction of the pig's run, he strode after it, at this time the fat pig was like a headless fly in the dark night, rampaged, and flew like running in the wilderness, everyone followed the fat pig in circles, and from time to time let out a scream.

Bu Fanying ran up for the second time, this time aimed at the pig's butt and slapped it violently, this time it was in the middle of his arms, his big hand grabbed the pig's tail hanging on the buttocks, and he wanted to use his brute strength to knock the pig to the ground, but he never thought that this frightened pig was like an outlaw, using the power of milk, and breaking free like crazy, Bu Fanying felt a pain in his palm, this person was also struggling to save his life, he couldn't care about so much, and continued to follow closely behind.

Bu San has also been chasing after him, the beast is impermanent, he feels that if it goes on like this, it will inevitably hurt people, so he beckoned: "Everyone come to the scene, don't look here, this beast will inevitably hurt people!"

Everyone heard his shout, quickly returned to the production road, and walked in the direction of the drying field, there were only Bu Fanying and Bu San in the wheat field, at this time Bu San felt a little exhausted, his slightly chubby body was as tired as if he had flashed, he was not idle in the afternoon, and until now he has not eaten a mouthful of food, drank a sip of water, let this beast toss, immediately felt a little hanging up, he fell unconsciously.

Bu San, who fell, fell into a coma, he showed a sea of fire in front of him, there was a monk in the sea of fire, struggling in the fire, his face was very frightened and shouted something to him, Bu San couldn't hear it, suddenly jumped out of the fire A fat pig came and pounced on him, he was shocked into a cold sweat, woke up, he opened his eyes, looked at the stars in the sky, put a finger in his mouth and bit it, felt a little painful, he clearly realized that he was in the fear of this night, he had lost his proportions, he slowly got up, and shouted weakly to Bu Fanying, who was chasing fat pigs: "Don't chase him anymore, watch him, and find a way to use what to trap this beast!"

In the quiet night, although the sound was not loud, Bu Fanying heard it very clearly, he immediately stopped, looking at the black shadow of the pig starting, Bu Fanying himself also knew that he was exhausted, and the clothes on his body were soaked, if he continued to chase like this, the pig would not be caught, and he would fall first.

Bu Si, who returned to the field, walked around the drying field, and he suddenly thought of the net that built the car just now, "Net, cover it with a net!"

He immediately found the net that he had just thrown on the ground, and ran straight into the wheat field.

"Fan Ying, Fan Ying, give you a net, use a net, I can't catch him if I don't believe it!" Bu Si shouted and took a few steps towards the black shadow who was standing.

"Here!" Fan Ying replied, and then stared intently at the dark shadow of the fat pig who was a meter away from him, perhaps as tired as he was, and stood there motionless, as if listening to their conversation, very honest.

Bu Fanying took the net in Bu Si's hand, slowly approached, instantly threw out the net and sprinkled it, just falling on the fat pig, Bu Si pounced on the opposite side of Fanying, grabbed a dead knot of the net wire, and pulled it tightly, the pig jumped up, did not break free, and then like a bullfight, rushed forward, pulled the two of them down, the two subconsciously pulled back, the fat pig was finally pulled by the two, Fan Ying gradually pulled the net knot closer little by little, bent suddenly, touched the pig's ears and firmly grasped it.