Zhou Cheng stood in place and licked the small piece of maltose intently, he was reluctant to eat too fast.

For some reason, he felt that his tongue was a little bitter, and he thought about it, probably because he had eaten too many delicious sweets recently, and his mouth had become awkward.

He squinted his eyes and licked and licked, and gradually collapsed.

When the collector saw him falling, he looked around again, then quickly poured a basket of waste on the ground, stuffed Zhou Cheng into the basket, and took out a black cloth prepared in advance, covered the basket, and covered Zhou Cheng tightly.

This basket has two ears, and if you tie it a few times with a cloth rope, you can carry it on your back like a basket.

The waste collector discarded the waste all over the ground and another basket and a flat pole, and only carried the basket stuffed with Zhou Cheng on his back, and quickly fled from Zhoujiawu.

He had already stepped on the point, and the mountain behind Zhoujiawu was the tomb mountain, and then the tomb mountain was the road to the town. When he got to town, he spent some more money on a tricycle......

Originally, his target was those three or five-year-old children, who were small and easy to raise, and after a few months, they would not remember who their original surnames were.

He thought, so many children, but the one in the basket bumped into his hands, this can be regarded as a fate between the two of them, then he will work harder, and sell this big child on his back! Although he is older, he can always sell it at a low price.

He carried Zhou Cheng to the back mountain of Zhoujiawu in one go, and then leaned on a tree with his waist crossed and panted. He gasped for a moment before he bent his back and tossed the basket upside down.

"Pretty heavy, huh?" a voice asked.

He replied, "Yes, it's sinking!"

"Rest for a while!" the voice added.

He reacted, "Who, who's talking?" he shouted several times, looked around again, and didn't find half a figure.

He touched the sweat on his head, looked up at the somewhat scorching sun, and said in his heart: "The blue sky and the white day can't be a ghost." Could it be that I am a thief and hallucinate?"

"It's not an auditory hallucination, it's me talking!" This time, the fine fuzz on his ears sensed a different kind of breeze, as if the owner of the voice was whispering in his ear.

Then he heard a wry laugh.

He was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, and he couldn't even speak.

"You...... I ......, "Are you a human or a ghost?"

The strange laughter was incessant, and sometimes it became the voice of an old man, sometimes it became the voice of a child, both male and female.

Oh! What the hell are these ghosts!

He was already scared to pee, but the desire to survive made him suddenly have a surge, and he ran down the hill with the basket on his back.

It's just that after he only ran two steps away, he turned into a circle around the tree.

He ran in a different direction, and the result was the same.

"Ghost hitting the wall!

One blow of strength, then decline, three and exhaustion. When he realized that he had failed to run two steps in three directions, he no longer had the strength to stand.

He sat down under the tree and began to cry.

"Ghost immortals, spare your life! I'm also a poor person! My surname is Qian Mancang, but I've never had a day of prosperity in my life!"

"When I was a child, in order to practice stealing, I put my hand into the boiling water to catch coins, and when I practiced it on the street, I was caught and beaten to death, and I never dared to steal again. ”

……

"Ten years later, I honestly helped people collect goose feathers, and finally kidnapped someone's beautiful daughter-in-law and went south with me, but I met a car bandit road rage, I was beaten again, and the beautiful daughter-in-law became someone else's family again. ”

……

"It's been another ten years, and I'm working hard to collect scrap now, and I can't make a few dollars a day, and I finally planned to kidnap and sell a child, and I ran into a few of you again...... I'm really miserable!"

Qian Mancang cried non-stop with a handful of snot and tears, but no matter how sad he cried, he didn't see him put down the basket on his back.

The voice said: "I am relieved to hear you say that you are doing a miserable life! God finally has eyes, and does not let such a person who has three wrong views and harms his neighbors live a good life." Look up!"

Qian Mancang didn't want to look up and didn't want to look at it, and the other party would definitely not show him anything good. But he couldn't control himself, his head lifted automatically, and he looked up with wide eyes.

I saw a female ghost hanging upside down on the tree, with a long tongue in her mouth, bleeding from her seven orifices, and a pale face.

"Uh-" Qian Mancang only snorted halfway, then rolled his eyes and fainted.

Zhou Xiaoliu jumped down from the tree, stood beside Qian Mancang, kicked him with his foot, and said, "Sister, I'm scared of you to death!

She lifted the big black cloth covering the basket, looked at the unconscious Zhou Cheng, nodded his nose, and complained: "Little glutton, I almost let people sell it!"

……

When Qian Mancang woke up, he found himself standing in Zhoujiawu, where he collected scrap. Zhou Cheng, who was squinting his eyes and licking the candy, fell to the ground with a "bang".

He hurriedly dumped a basket of waste on the ground, stuffed Zhou Cheng into the basket, and took out a black cloth prepared in advance, covered the basket, and covered Zhou Cheng tightly.

Then he took a cloth rope and threaded it around the ears of the basket a few times, and carried the basket on his back.

After reciting it, he felt in a trance that he had already done these things.

He suddenly remembered what he had done, his face turned white, he looked around, and then froze!

Where did Nima's circle of adults with hoes and poles come from?

I don't know who shouted: "Kill this child thief!"

Qian Mancang was beaten and complained in his heart: Why do I have to be beaten every time I do something bad?

Only this time, he will not only be beaten, but also imprisoned! Traffickers who steal people's children will be spit on and hated by everyone.

Qian Mancang was beaten to the ground and his face was swollen and then tied up to the village cadre office. The village party secretary personally called the police, and another villager testified, and the police soon went to Zhoujiawu to handcuff the money.

The police car stopped at the entrance of Zhoujiawu Village, and when Qian Mancang was escorted to the car in handcuffs, there was a person at the door of Aunt Xiuhua's grocery store: "Why is this person so similar to the old money who collected goose feathers ten years ago?"

Qian Mancang seemed to hear his voice and glanced at him before getting into the police car.

"Lao Wang, do you two know each other? I heard that his surname is indeed Qian. The person next to Lao Wang asked.

Lao Wang suddenly rushed forward and asked loudly, "Old Qian, where is Jiaojiao?

This Lao Wang is Sun Quan's next-door neighbor, and the Jiaojiao in his mouth is Sun Wu's own mother Chen Jiao, and the trafficker Qian Mancang is the one who eloped with Chen Jiao ten years ago.

The villagers of Zhoujiawu looked at Lao Wang suspiciously and asked, "You two know each other very well, and you know him when he was beaten like that?"

"I know, I know him when he turned to ashes, he kidnapped my Jiaojiao!" said Lao Wang through gritted teeth.

"Jiaojiao, your daughter, haven't you always been a single?" asked someone who knew him inexplicably.

Another insider tugged at the sleeve of this person's shirt and said softly: "Jiaojiao is Sun Wu Sun Quan's daughter-in-law!"

……

Zhou Xiaoliu, who had consumed a lot of spiritual energy to cast spells and obstacles, listened to the words of a few people, and said in his heart: Sun Wu, Sun Wu, how much green did your mother add to your father's head?