Someone in the Lin family proposed to ask for guidance from the little living Buddha before the war, and it was immediately supported by the people. People immediately summoned the little living Buddha who was behind the crowd and was stunned to the front. Let the little living Buddha sit on the chair, everyone knelt down all of a sudden, and respectfully begged the little living Buddha to win this "fight against injustice".

The little living Buddha stared straight and drooled, looking at the table next to him to eat. There was a pile of food, and there was a tin box of canned food. This kid has been doing it for a day, breaking and picking, biting and gnawing, but he hasn't opened it. I wanted to steal it out while Jingxian was away, smashed it with a brick, and let Jingxian catch it once, take a stinky reprimand, and put it back.

This little living Buddha is not dead, when Jingxian is not there, he steals out and smashes it with a brick, and as a result, the brick hits his hand. Lao Gao, whose little hand was swollen, didn't dare to tell Jingxian, so he had to put it back. I can only sigh in my heart.

Son Xiaogang saw that the little living Buddha's eyes floated straight to the table, and understood. I quickly went over and found a knife and opened the can. handed it to the little living Buddha, and the little living Buddha suddenly became elated, and all the little eyeballs fell into the canned box.

Everyone hurriedly asked, can we win the injustice, the little living Buddha nodded with a smile: "Yes, yes, win!"

So everyone looked at each other, cheered happily, and the crowd was excited, as if they had been boosted by a heart booster, and their spirits were good and their strength was boundless.

They all swore that they would fuck it! This time they will resolutely win a big victory.

People talked about it, and Kyunghyun also mobilized before the war. The people in the drum tribe will always move forward, not to be cowards, not to be bad seeds, the time has come to glorify the ancestors, fight for the clan, and fight for the descendants of the surname Lin.

Jingxian took out a box of good wine, and found some wine and food, and the fruits and food at home were naturally abundant. Let everyone eat and drink to their heart's content.

There is quite an ancient style of pride of "the wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man is gone".

That little living Buddha, who didn't have the time to deal with these people, was bored to deal with the box of canned food. There is a lot, it doesn't matter to yourself, you don't open your mouth, and you concentrate on playing soy sauce.

At this time, Jingxian was full of ambition and pride, and fought to the death. Xiuqin's man was not doing carpentry work, and as soon as Jingxian left, he knew that Jingxian had grabbed the land of the broken temple. So I hurriedly consulted with the oldest person in the clan, and the oldest in the Niu clan was the father who was the director of the county health bureau.

This year is also more than ninety, the old man has a childish face, full of energy, and a hearty temperament. In the words of the moment, eating is fragrant, and the body is great. In the early years, he participated in Ji Hongchang's 19th Route Army, and fought with Japanese devils in the Battle of Shanghai.

Every time he talked about the big knife team of the 19th Route Army, the old man's eyes lit up, and the big blade was picked up, whirring and angry, and the ghosts and gods were shocked. The ghost who cut the well-dressed Japanese devil cried wolf and howled, and he was terrified. The old man gestured with his hand, "A Yaksha explores the sea", and then looked at the little Japanese devil, the whole old lady cut green onions, big oblique stubble! That's called a solution to hatred!

Although he is old, he still maintains a military appearance and military posture, and his life habits are a style of marching.

The old man still has a large knife in his house. It is said that every fifteenth full moon, the big knife jumps suddenly, so that it is not scary. There were so many people who were killed by that knife that probably the souls were not alive. The old man didn't take it seriously and said that when he returned to his hometown, he was robbed by bandits, he was furious, drew his knife, and killed seven bandits in one go. That's cool!

As soon as the Xiuqin man told the truth of the matter, the old man expressed his attitude at the time: The descendants of the Niu family have no seeds, that is called the formation, let's accompany it!

As long as he, the Lin family dares to come forward to provoke and rob the temple, nothing else, one word, fight! I would rather die standing than live on my knees!

When I was told to go to the old patriarch's place, the courtyard was already full of Niu disciples. The old man had already expressed his attitude at this time. When everyone saw me coming, they all got out of the way, and I asked the reason for the incident.

I said, "In the past two days, the temple has not been quiet, and evil things have continued, so don't go anywhere for the time being." Besides, now is a society with a legal system, and sometimes fighting can't solve problems, so calm down and see if there is any other way!"

"Don't use ghosts as words! When I was young, I killed countless people, and no ghosts and demons came to me. If you really want to find it, Lao Tzu still picks up the blade with him. The soldiers will block, and the water will cover the earth. As long as his Lin family dares to blow up his wings, our Niu family will kill him!" the old man waved his hand to stop me from talking.

I want to say something, but the big guys are in high spirits, and if I say more, I will become the target of public criticism, and I will become a bad seed, and I will make things even worse.

The rules left by the ancestors are to sacrifice and worship the ancestors before the war. I hope our ancestors will bless us to win the war. So they set up the incense table, lit the candles, made offerings, and everyone bowed and kowtowed. Say it in your mouth: Promote the power of my Niu family, and never be a villain who retreats. May the ancestors protect and defeat the enemy!

Then he found a big rooster, and someone held the chicken with both hands, and someone brought a knife and slashed at the chicken's head. The chicken's head wins when it goes forward, and the chicken's head loses when it looks back. The chicken's head fell forward, and everyone jumped up and cheered excitedly. Tomorrow "fight grievances", you will definitely win!

Pick up the chicken, and pour the blood into a large bowl full of wine, and drink it from both men and women in the yard. There is no limit to how much you have, but you must drink it to show your determination and fighting spirit.

I know that I am not afraid of injury or death, and this will have no effect except to further intensify the conflict between the two families of Niu Lin. Even if you can win and lose your life, you will not be able to escape justice. It's just that there is no place for me to speak in front of me, and I am nothing in front of the patriarch and the old man.

If I say it sensibly, I may have become a trick for the big guys to think I'm a coward, a fear. It doesn't work at all.

I can only wait and see what happens, and don't let the situation develop out of control. Last time, Zhenyu almost had a fight because of watering the ground, and he was fined, if there is really any big movement this time, it is still the Niu Lin family who suffers.

I can't stop it, I can only take one step at a time.

Just as everyone was about to go home to recharge their energy and wait for tomorrow's decisive battle, Dasheng spoke.

Dasheng said: "Today I met two hooligans on the street and asked me to beat them up. Everyone asked what was going on, and Dasheng said what happened today.

It turned out that Dasheng rode a three-wheeled robe to do small business on the street as usual. Sell some water, food, supplies, and bring some small bits and pieces to the pilgrims who come to the Buddha, and there are quite a lot of people who ask for the Buddha today, and the streets are full of people.

Da Bai Tao came out of the store and met Dasheng head-on, so the two talked. There were two young people riding motorcycles to seek Buddha, looking directly at the big white peach next to him, and Dasheng didn't care about it at first. The latter two swore words, saying that the big white peach butt was so big, it must be soft to the touch or something. The big white peach just glanced at them to express resentment.

Who knew that these two boys were becoming more and more rampant, and the swear words were unbearable.