Jingxian's enthusiasm made Deshun ashamed, it turned out that he was really a gentleman's belly with the heart of a villain, you look at the learned people. It's beautiful to do something, and the people in the village still make pots and deduct them from others, which shouldn't be. How do you look at people Jingxian is also a good person, I thought that people had small bellies and chicken intestines, but they were actually themselves. Deshun can't ban a few good words, and can't ban a few smiling faces. Forget the estrangement with Jingxian to the clouds.

Deshun's kindness and kindness are not for a while. That year, when the river workers went to dig the river, a cadre of the commune drank too much wine, and walked around the construction site with nothing to do, and saw Deshun bulldozing the earth with a wheelbarrow, not to say that the soil on the Deshun car was too little. I have to load more, but I really can't fit it.

Deshun was a little angry, and muttered a few words in his mouth. The commune cadres were angry, went up and grabbed Deshun with punches and kicks, and when they were angry, they picked up the rope sleeve of the cart and beat Deshun hard, but Deshun didn't dare to fight back, holding his head and dodging.

Immediately, Deshun's nose was blue and his face was swollen, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding. There were a lot of people on the construction site, all looking at each other, and no one dared to come forward. The children of the Niu family in Dadi Village couldn't stand it anymore and stepped forward to stop it. When the commune cadres saw that everyone was glaring angrily, they were furious in their hearts, and they had to stop for fear of provoking the anger of the people.

Afterwards, people thought that Deshun was too cowardly, and the scene was here. Hundreds of people have seen it, and they can all testify, you are afraid of a **!

Deshun blushed and was silent, and it took a long time to squeeze out the words: "People are officials, and they can't afford to be provoked." He's coming to apologize!"

, just apologize to him? "Forget it, people say good things. They gave me a cigarette. I owe him a cigarette. Deshun's words made everyone angry.

"Oh, look at you, the villagers will come here, and they will be big and small. Although the living Buddha's magic power is boundless and he comes to worship sincerely, I am still the grandfather of the living Buddha. I'll take it back in a moment. "These things are not respectful and polite, the family is piled up, there are a few big baskets a day, and the little living Buddha can't eat even a pig.

Jingxian is really not rare, and it is not rare in the heart. He made these offerings every day, and had a contract with the big white peach, and the price was slightly cheaper to get the big white peach, and the big white peach was of course happy to make money at both ends. A few boxes of fruit, a few bags of food have been sold over and over again, I don't know how many times.

In fact, Deshun really thought wrong, Jingxian did not become a little living Buddha because of the "little old man", he also became a Buddha. The first time he saw Deshun enter the door, his eyes lit up, "Deshun, okay, I didn't expect you to be planted in my hands, I don't want to get you, I'm sorry for myself!" he thought.

On the surface, he was silent and peaceful.

Although Jingxian is not rare with these things, Deshun knows that there is no reason for Jingxian to take them back. Still put aside, Deshun burned incense next to the incense case in the yard, burned paper and kowtowed. tossed around, waiting for the little living Buddha to come out.

After a while, the little living Buddha rushed out of the house with his trouser pockets and ran to the thatched house. Jingxian hurriedly ran over, afraid that the little living Buddha would urinate in the crotch of his pants. It's not like the little living Buddha came out yawning. Just now, because of the panic, the little living Buddha didn't care about Deshun, and he saw Deshun's face suddenly change drastically.

The little living Buddha looked at Deshun with straight eyebrows, and then cried wowly, and ran into the house. Putting the virtuous and virtuous in the circle, what's going on?

Deshun looked up and down all over his body, and there was nothing to do. Why did you turn around and run away when you saw me? Deshun was puzzled. Jing Xian hurriedly followed the house, coaxed and comforted in the house, and Jing Xian came out of the house after a long time.

Deshun looked suspicious, "What's the matter, what's wrong with this living Buddha? What's the matter when you see me crying and running?"

Jingxian frowned, only shook his head, and sighed. He pulled Deshun to a remote place and said, "Deshun, you are in great trouble. It's not an ordinary disaster, our little living Buddha really can't see it. ”

"How can this be, everyone else can do it, why can't I?"

"It's not like you didn't see it just now, the Living Buddha really scared you. ”

"Please show me the Living Buddha, I, I'll pay more, pay more!"

"This, this, it's not about money, I'll ask the Living Buddha again."

It didn't take much effort to Jingxian to come out of the house again, and Deshun hurriedly took out all the money on his body to show his sincerity.

Jingxian excused himself and accepted it. Tell Deshun to go to the woods of the deserted grave two miles away from the village at one o'clock tonight, and bring incense, paper money offerings, and dry meat offerings. It can't be missing, sooner or later, and go to deliver the plague on you. Be sure to go, or something will happen to you in the near future.

When Jingxian said this, Deshun's heart jumped in fright, and his hair was at the root. Stiffen your head and come down, go, it's better if you don't go.

Deshun was submissive, said goodbye to Jingxian and came out, and went home to quickly prepare offerings but waited for dark.

In the late autumn season, it is dark when the sky is dark, and it is dark at five o'clock. In a blink of an eye, it was late at night.

Deshun told Xiaolian and the two of them about this matter simply, took the offerings and rode a pedal three-wheeled and set off. The night was dark, and nothing could be seen. The road is a dirt road with potholes, and you can't see the road conditions. Deshun relied on his memory to grasp the direction and walked forward, originally he wanted to bring a flashlight.

The flashlight battery is out of power, so where can I buy the battery soon? The big white peach has already closed. I had to come out in the dark.

Breaking the three wheels and kicking up and clicking only bites the roulette, it comes out very far in the middle of the night. Occasionally, a tree stood in the dark place, Deshun couldn't help but look nervously at a few times, the breeze blew the leaves and made a noise, like a ** lewd laughter, and like a child's noise. Deshun turned back frequently and almost fell off the car several times.

When I finally arrived at the woods of the mass graves, the woods were not too big, and they were natural. The trees are jagged, and wild birds chirp and insects chirp and squeak inside. Needless to say, it is rare to come here late at night or during the day.

This mass grave has been around for some years, and it is said that in the Qing Dynasty, three or four hundred people were killed in a fight between the two clans of Niulin, and the government was unwilling to take care of things at that time. Those who didn't have a family to deal with were buried here with a broken mat, and later it became a cemetery, and all the dead people in the village also found a piece of land here to bury them. After a long time, it has become a large tomb here, wild grasses have grown, sour jujube trees have grown wildly, and they are all tall.

Deshun found a place not far from the woods, took out the offerings and set them up, struck a match and began to burn paper. Deshun recites the words, praying that the ghosts and gods of all walks of life will raise their noble hands and stop entangling themselves.

There was movement in the woods where he was burning, and at first he thought it was the wind, but he didn't care. When he subconsciously raised his head to look, Deshun was stunned. And in the woods stood the donkey he had lost for so long!

My, why are you here? Deshun didn't care about anything, got up and ran to the donkey. When the donkey saw him coming, he turned his head and went into the woods, but Deshun was willing to give up? After the donkey chased after him, the donkey saw that he was running fast and fast, and the donkey was running slowly, and he could not catch up.