The black change inside stared at the mouth of the tin can, shrunk back, and shouted, "Let me out!"

Phoenix Flower stared at the picture, staring at the black transformation curled up in the tin can and asked, "Why don't you turn into black smoke, lest others admit their mistake?"

The village woman was afraid that the black deformation would be harmed, so she shouted to the screen: "The child is calling Mom, so many people are looking at ......."

Can Hei Chang see the village woman? After looking around for a while, he didn't find a target, and finally he didn't speak.

The matchmaker could not wait any longer, and exclaimed, "You have seen it too, and the little boy does not know her?"

When the village woman heard this, she panicked even more, if she didn't call her mother, the problem would be very serious! Staring at the picture and shouting: "Change and change; look here, call your mother?"

Everyone's eyes are on the picture, if the little boy is the child of a village woman, why don't you know her?

The villagers were full of gossip and remarks, but none of them could explain that the little boy in the tin can was the village woman's.

In response to this problem, the little boy who knew him took the initiative to stand up and prove: "He is the child of Huang Jingui, and I have seen this child come into the world with my own eyes." ”

Many of the villagers knew Huang Jingui, her long hair was scattered and draped, she was thirty-six years old, the age of a wolf and a tiger, she was as beautiful as a palace maid through careful dressing, especially when she was wearing a phoenix skirt and embroidered shoes, which was even more eye-catching! she did not look like a village woman at all, but none of this showed that Hei Changbian was her son.

So, do these villagers know Huang Jingui, but do they know her son?

Some said they had met once or twice, others said they had met for the first time, and no one paid attention to it anyway.

So, now without arguing, it is certain that Hei Changbian is the son of Huang Jingui, but why didn't he call Mom?

The matchmaker also had an idea: If it was really her son, wouldn't it mean that she had caught the wrong person? So, what would such a big child do when he turned into black smoke in the middle of the night? If he were a human being, it would be impossible for him to turn into black smoke?

I was puzzled by this question: it was understood that the person who turned into black smoke was by no means a little boy, and besides, he also snatched Qi Da's daughter-in-law, and until now, I don't know where the bride is?

The villagers began to talk again, and some said: Since he is the child of Huang Jingui, he should be released...... Some think: Before the situation is clarified, it cannot be put away.

The matchmaker was also a little hesitant, although her brain had such and such thoughts, but so many people demanded to release her, and if she continued to insist, she would be opposed by all the villagers......

Two problems now arise: first, if the little boy is not smoky; Second, if the little boy is a black smoker, it is better not to let it go and not to catch it.

However, Huang Jingui insisted that this little boy was black and changed, his face and mouth could be seen clearly at a glance, how could a mother not know her child?

Before I could speak: some of the villagers had a different opinion, and if the black smoke turned into your son, the key was to get away with it, and who could be sure that he was not a black smoke man in this case?

For this reason, there are different arguments, and no one can convince anyone, which makes it very difficult to deal with the boy.

Phoenix Flower whispered to me, "Husband, don't you understand if you ask about the handprint?"

This sentence also gives rise to controversy: some people do not believe in the mudra, no matter what the mudra changes, it seems to be fake, while there are some people who think this or that from the handprint and it is better to keep silent, and there are still those who absolutely believe in the mudra, saying that the picture is very real and there is no trace of concealment......

It's a lot of people! When the discussion is over, they turn their eyes to my face and ask me for an idea.

This pushed me up the stairs and made it difficult for me to ride the tiger, and the situation was right in front of me, and I thought about it, staring at the handprint and shouting, "Find the black smoke man?"

The handprint flashed and hung high in the air, and the picture came out, there was no black smoke man on it, but there was a small river in the background......

It's a big rock, the bottom half is buried in the water, and there are no suspicious things around it except for the water, small fish and shrimp.

Everyone has a question in their hearts: "What does it mean that the handprint flashes out of this picture?"

Phoenix just casually said, "The black smoke man; it's probably still in the water." And in connection with this stone. ”

Anyone who is smart will think, "Why did the mudra flash this big stone picture?" Doesn't it mean that there is something wrong with it?

The villagers seemed to understand, and everyone asked together to release the little boy in the tin can.

The matchmaker tried her best to stop it, and said a lot of things, one of which was: "If you let it out, you won't be able to get it back!"

The villagers have a lot of opinions, they all think that the matchmaker has bad intentions and wants to put the black change to death, and they are noisy and want to settle accounts with the matchmaker.

I don't think there's any need to keep the little boy in the tin can and let the matchmaker let him go!

Although she was unwilling, the situation was in front of her, and if she did not let it go, the problem would be very serious! So, she gently brushed her hand over the mouth of the tin can, and the white mold covering the mouth of the can disappeared, and the little boy flashed and disappeared......

He didn't turn into black smoke or into a man, and I don't know what it had become? Everyone stared at it with their eyes open, but there was still no trace of it......

The question arises: is this little boy a black change?

In response to this, the villagers were very noisy, and everyone agreed to go to Huang Jingui's house to find out.

Huang Jingui also had this plan, took the initiative to lead the way, flashed, and arrived......

It's still that house, and that's where the matchmaker catches the black. Now empty, suddenly a man came out, with his head slanted like a big fool, drooling from his mouth, staring at all the people who came "Halahara", except that he couldn't tell, and couldn't understand what he was going to say......

So, what about people?

Some villagers chattered, "If you don't let it go, you just don't listen; now, let the black smoke man run away." ”

Huang Jingui was not convinced, in front of so many people, without any face, shouted outside the door: "Change-where are you? Come out quickly-"

No one shouted for her, everyone stared, and didn't say a word......

Huang Jingui shouted many times, but the little boy still did not appear, and some of the villagers had a big opinion, and they snorted and said, "Don't shout! ”

These words deeply stimulated Huang Jingui's brain nerves, and he thought for a long time and asked: "What is in the water? Is there a big house? What is my son doing there? Do you want to fall into the well? For fear that nothing will happen to others?"

The words were not good, which angered a large number of villagers, and pointed at her nose and scolded: "Cheap woman, you have a lot of ghosts, if you let the black smoke man run away, we will not be finished with you!"

Huang Jingui tried his best to quibble, saying one sentence, and people had ten sentences, and they were talking about it; they scolded her so much that they couldn't find a place to defend themselves; they cried, and they looked up at me and shouted: "Master Guan, you want to be the master for me! They bully people, what should I do?"

I really didn't want to make a big deal out of it, so I stared at everyone and shouted, "Okay!

When the villagers saw my order, they slowly endured this evil breath, and their mouths kept babbling, I don't know what to say?

I still have a lot to ask, but Huang Jingui squatted on the ground, criing with a headache, as if he couldn't get off the stage. I thought about it, called the drooling man over, and probed, "Who are you?"

The drooling man seemed to have a lot of endless saliva in his mouth, and said "Halahala": "She, she, yes, me, my, daughter-in-law." ”

This stumbling sentence left a big question mark in my brain: How could Huang Jingui marry such a man if she is so beautiful? Could there be any hidden meaning in it? Think about it and ask, "How many children do you have?"

The drooling man, pointing his finger at her, and comparing himself to himself, "Halahala", can't say clearly......

I was even more angry in my heart, and I wanted to ask Huang Jingui about the situation, but she squatted on the ground, hugged her head tightly and cried quietly, which made it very difficult for me to make inquiries.

One of the village women saw the problem, and she put her eyes on my face and said, "Mr. Guan, he tells you with his actions, and Huang Jingui won't let him touch it, so they don't have children." ”

It dawned on me that this little boy had let it go, what a pity! Maybe it was a little boy who had become a smoky man......

These villagers couldn't see anything at night, and they didn't expect the black smoke people to see them, lying on the bank of the river one by one, how could they find people coming out of the water?

So, the question arises again: since he is not allowed to touch, what is he doing with marrying? Is there something wrong with his brain?

The village woman seemed to know about the situation of his family, and said to me: "Master Guan, my stupid father was not like this before, he was very good at business, and he made a sum of money to build this house." The villagers all thought that this was a very capable man, and that he had a nimble brain, and invited a matchmaker to speak of the golden cinnamon as a beautiful flower with a three-inch tongue, and praised him for the impossibility of finding a twenty-three-year-old virgin in this era, and that he was lucky enough to meet ......."

(End of chapter)

Immortal Dao Saint Venerable