Seeing that it was getting late, it was estimated that Wangcai would either come back from dinner or not tonight. Most people don't eat much during the Chinese New Year, because they don't do any work, and they eat delicious food, and I don't feel hungry, so I took a flashlight around the farm, and there was nothing wrong. Just go back to the village and see what my father and mother are doing.

The figures on the street are shaking, and the little daughter-in-law who twists Yangge-like is all over the street. Said that Xiao Gang hadn't come back at this time, did something happen? Everyone should go, no matter what, they all live in the same village, and they are neighbors.

I grabbed a big flashlight, beckoned a few young people who were fine, and walked out of the village. Xiaogang should ride a motorcycle close to the road, although the road is not easy to walk, the motorcycle should not be a good thing. It's just that this place is close to the mass grave, and usually timid people would rather take the farther road than go here. An Xiaogang's personality has a good chance of going here. So everyone agreed to go here first.

A few of us walked away and took a closer look with a flashlight, and before we knew it, we were close to the mass grave. Everyone took pictures everywhere and didn't see Xiaogang's shadow, and some people said, you heard that there seemed to be movement on the other side of the grave. We all listened with pricked ears, and there really was. They all said that they didn't dare to go over, and I said, what are you afraid of, mad dogs chase birds, and the dead are afraid of the living. It's okay.

I laughed when I said it, because the latter sentence is that the living are afraid of the dead, so I changed it. Everyone laughed, and the atmosphere eased, and they all walked over there. Sure enough, Xiao Gang was lying next to a grave, and everyone got up tightly, and Xiao Gang seemed to have just woken up in his sleep and asked: "What is this? Why is it here, I remember that there are not so many slopes on this road when I go out of the village to pay New Year's greetings, how can I come back up and down and go down so many slopes, it's really weird!"

As soon as Xiao Gang said that everyone laughed so hard that their stomachs hurt, and then looked at the motorcycle thrown aside, a grave was almost flattened by Xiao Gang's motorcycle.

"Let's go, if you don't leave, your little daughter-in-law dressed like a parrot will run away with someone else!" someone joked.

"Fuck, I can take care of that? It's dark and I've been around in the graveyard for a long time, it's really fucking bad!" Xiao Gang may feel the pain of the fall, and he touches his feet with his hands, and his legs and feet are not flexible.

Put Xiao Gang on a motorcycle and ride a motorcycle to get him back. The family was in a hurry, and when they saw that Xiaogang was back, they hurriedly asked what was going on. Xiao Gang said that he was riding a motorcycle, and he saw a white fog, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Just arranged Xiaogang, everyone is ready to withdraw. Jingxian stepped in again to find Xiao Gang, saying that the little living Buddha was having fun at home, go and take a look!

Fortunately, Jingxian and Xiaogang are only one neighbor in this courtyard, and everyone flocked to Jingxian's courtyard when they heard it.

The little living Buddha is noisy in the courtyard like running a round in Peking Opera, but his mouth is chanting Chairman Mao's poems;

The clouds at the head of Baiyun Mountain are about to stand, and the cry under Baiyun Mountain is urgent.

Dead wood and rotten plants work together.

The guns are pressing, and General Fei is self-respecting.

Seven hundred miles to drive the fifteenth, the water of Gan is vast and the mountains are blue.

Sweeping thousands of armies swept like a sweep.

Some people wept, how much to do for the camp!

I'm afraid Jingxian doesn't have any memory, right? Since the little living Buddha came out of his mother's belly, he has never heard him say a word, but tonight he is like a teacher Liu Lanfang who is commenting on the story, the land lord is farting, too angry!

Everybody's in the dark, what the hell is this! Look at me, I stare at you, I don't know what to do. I saw the little living Buddha dancing with his hands and reciting words, and he raised his head and tossed his chest, as if he was crazy. Then he made a strange movement that was neither male nor female: "Kill my children and grandchildren, and peel off its skin, and I won't make you feel good!

When Jingxian heard this, he knelt down in fright: "Daxian, I'm sorry, spare me, I know that I am wrong, I don't dare, I don't dare, I don't dare, please, please let me go!"

I saw the little living Buddha glare: "Spare you? If you spare the scorpion, his mother can't spare you! Get the skin of my grandchildren on your grandson, do you say I can spare you? I have to kill you today." Take your life!"

At this time, someone said that Wangcai is coming, get out of the way. I turned my head and saw that sure enough, Wangcai staggered over from the door with seven points of drunkenness. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but smile dumbly and said: "Wong Tai Sin, it's almost done, don't rush to kill everything, it's not intentional!"

The little living Buddha glared: "You can say it lightly, kill my descendants, I will let him taste his life now." Little demon, you Taoist priest is not a Taoist priest, and the onmyoji is not an onmyoji, you don't care about any idle business, I know that you have two troubles, don't meddle in this matter today, otherwise there will be no good fruit to eat!"

"Fuck, you think you're the boss of the fairy world, tell you, hurry up. Otherwise, you will be allowed to cultivate for another thousand years, or you will be beaten back to your original form!" Wang Cai shouted. At the same time, he whispered: "Quick, this thing is in the courtyard, hurry up and find it, don't hesitate to find it!"

When everyone heard it, it was true, so they all took flashlights and searched for them in the courtyard and house. Nor did anyone shout: "Look, this guy is on a jujube branch!"

On the branch of the jujube tree squatted a large weasel, holding it with two paws and squatting with its back two paws. I saw that the weasel moved its two paws, and the little living Buddha's legs and heels moved, and the weasel squeaked, and the little living Buddha spoke.

When everyone saw it, someone hurriedly shone it with a flashlight, and someone quickly picked up a long pole and opened it to hit the weasel, only to see a flash of fire, and the thing was gone. The little living Buddha fluttered and lay on the ground, unconscious.

Everyone pinched people and nested their arms, and finally got the little living Buddha over. The little living Buddha opened his eyes and asked puzzledly: "This, what are you doing?"

You little living Buddha doesn't know what you're doing, and everyone is even more dizzy. And no one pays attention to the little living Buddha,

This toss made the little living Buddha and Jingxian fall apart, paralyzed on the ground and didn't want to move, of course, there were also reasons for fright.

Settle down Jingxian's little living Buddha, and leave Xiaogang to be a companion with Jingxian tonight. Xiao Gang was not very happy in his heart, but he agreed verbally.

I asked Wangcai why he came back so late after drinking, and he said that after drinking, he showed a relative the house. So it's too late to come back. When I returned to the village, I saw that there was no one on the farm, and when I returned to the village, I heard that something was going on here, so I rushed over.

I said, "Is this thing done? It looks like it's not over! There's still the possibility of making trouble." ”

"I haven't gotten this either, tomorrow I'll ask Jingxian to change some black dog blood to brush the door and window, and then go to the back temple to pray and pray to see the effect!" Wangcai said. When everyone heard this, they all nodded and said that it could only be done for the time being.

Who knew that before they could get it, something would happen again.