Zhang Laohan, who let the police drive him out, looked helplessly at the police station in front of him, he didn't hear the news of his son, and now he even arrested the village chief.***

Standing in front of the police station for a long time, I didn't know anyone here, so I went home and talked to the third uncle to see what I could do.

Zhang Laohan, who rushed home, didn't catch his breath and went straight to the third uncle's house, and the village chief's house would be talked about later.

The third uncle sat in a rocking chair and listened to Liang Shan's words.

"You say it's true, the stone statue is gone? looked at Liang Shan with puzzled eyes.

In the morning, when Jiangcheng and they came to inquire, Liang Shan took this matter to heart, wasn't the stone statue erected there last night, why did he still come to ask.

With a stomach full of questions, he pulled out his legs and ran towards the edge of the mountain forest.

The stone statue was still in the deep pit on the edge of the mountain forest last night, and now it is gone, and Liang Shan was suddenly puzzled.

No wonder the policemen came to inquire, but how can this stone statue be lost if it is not seen? There were no obvious signs of anything pressing down on the place.

"Well" nodded, and said everything he saw.

"Could this be the mountain god taking it back? Liangshan, who grew up in Zhangjia Village, naturally remembers the legends in the village clearly, there are mountain gods on Liangshan, and there are gods from all walks of life.

For example, there is a story about a monk on the mountain in the past, saying that there is a temple deep in the mountain with two monks. I stayed in the mountains for more than ten years, and at that time, a few children would come to the temple to play in the mountains every day.

The old monks would choose some wild fruits from the mountains for them to eat. The child was very happy, and in this way, in the past few years, the old monk picked a fruit in the mountains that could make people unconscious, and placed it in front of the Buddha statue.

The children didn't know that they thought it was fruit, so they grabbed it and ate it, and after a while they all fell unconscious to the ground.

The monk who came out brought a large pot and poured water into it, put the children in the cauldron, and pressed a large stone on the lid of the pot. Let the apprentice burn it well, and go back to the house by himself, and repeatedly tell him not to let go.

Halfway through the burning, the apprentice thought that the master was going to eat children, and with compassion, he lifted the lid of the pot, and a few red shadows quickly burst out and disappeared into the vast mountains.

The master who came out saw the lid of the pot and shouted "It's over, it's over". The apprentice asked in the unknown place, but he blamed the teacher for not making it clear, the child who came that day was actually a thousand-year-old ginseng, and if this child was cooked, he could directly ascend to the Dao. The child ran away from the pot, and there were still children's clothes in it, which were also turned by the roots. Although you can't soar after eating, it won't be a problem for a few hundred years, otherwise why don't you stay in this mountain for so long.

When he turned around and was about to eat the disillusioned clothes, he realized that there was a white rabbit in front of him, eating all the things in the pot. Later, the old monk died of depression after a month, and the apprentice died not long after, and the rabbit never appeared again.

Although it is a legend, there are many things that cannot be explained by common sense.

"That's a strange stone statue of thousands of pounds, the two are gone together, and there are no traces around, which doesn't make sense." Sit in your chair and bow your head silently.

Could it really be the mountain god on the mountain who did it? The third uncle, who is used to reading ancient books, is still skeptical.

"Third uncle, something happened." While still thinking, shouting came from outside the house.

Listen to this voice, isn't it Zhang Laohan's voice? Zhang Niu's father works a little more, a bit old, everyone likes to call it that.

Pushing the door in, I saw that Zhang Liangshan and the third uncle were there.

"Oh no, the village chief also let the police arrest him." Without waiting for a breath, Zhang Laohan hurriedly spoke.

Liang Shan was a little panicked when he heard this, "What? The village chief let him be arrested, why is this? ”

gasping for breath, "I don't know, we just went in and were about to ask someone, and when two policemen came out, they pressed the village chief to the ground and arrested him." I'm still in the foot. ”

With the sound of "pop", the third uncle slapped the table hard, and his face was full of anger, "It's really anti-heaven." The angry third uncle couldn't say anything behind.

"Third uncle, don't worry, worry about your body." Liang Shan looked at the third uncle who was on fire, and was busy persuading.

"It's okay, I'll let my son from the provincial capital take a look, and there will be news tomorrow." After thinking about it, I will think of my son in the provincial capital.

Zhang Laohan and the others also knew that the son of the third uncle heard that he was an official, and he bought a house and a car in the provincial capital.

"Then there is Uncle Lao."

"You also go to the village chief's house to talk about it first, so as not to worry about the village chief's mother-in-law."

"I know, I just want to say it to you first, and I'll go over later." Zhang Niu's father naturally knew about this.

After going out, Liang Shan returned to Happy Xiaozhu, and Zhang Laohan went straight to the village chief's house.

The third uncle stood up and found the mobile phone that his son had bought for him in front of a drawer. Make a phone call.

In an office in the provincial capital. Zhang Xing buried himself in revising the file. Suddenly, the phone rang, and it was still his own private mobile phone, and it seemed that it was his father calling. A little confused. My father rarely called.

"Dad, why do you have time to call today."

"Ah okay, are you free now, something happened in the village, let you go and see."

When there is an accident in the village, it is generally not very big, and I rarely look for myself, although I am usually very busy. But every time I go back, the village is welcoming.

"What's the matter, make it clear, I'll help you see."

The things that happened to the third uncle here were all said.

Hearing this, Zhang Xing also had a little doubt in his heart, digging graves is not an uncommon thing in the village, and it is rare to report to the government, as long as it is not even a large number of tombs. The above are not very easy to deal with.

It's a bit surprising that this happened in my own village. Although he still couldn't figure it out, Zhang Xing was still going to take a look tomorrow.

After the third uncle got his son's promise, he also showed a little smile on his face.

I don't think I can do this thing, and I can do it very well every time I ask my son to do something.

After Zhang Laohan explained at the village chief's house. expressed her apologies, but fortunately, the village chief's mother-in-law was very considerate and didn't say much.

After Zhang Laohan left, the village chief's mother-in-law walked into the inner room, walked back and forth for a long time, and finally took out a business card under the bamboo mat, remembering that the man said that if there was any problem, he could call him and not be afraid of trouble.

Whether it's useless or not, call and then dial the phone.

The call was answered by a young man, who soon heard the familiar voice from before, and told everything he knew.

Soon the reply was there, saying that he was waiting at home and waiting for peace of mind, and it was estimated that he would be able to come back tomorrow, don't worry, this is a trivial matter they can solve.

Zhang Laohan, who returned home, told the story of his birth, but his son didn't see it, and even the village chief was arrested. Both of them were not in the mood to eat dinner, wondering if their son would suffer.

Early in the morning, Zhang Liangshan came back from the vegetable field. Although Zhang Niu is not there, the dishes still have to be picked every day, and I am afraid that when there will be tourists coming up.

When I came back, I saw a car parked in the open space, and an old man was carrying things there.

Hey, is this a regular customer? Why are you still moving?

"Are you a resident? Hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

It was President Zhang who went back to move things, and the cherries would be ripe when he went back, so why don't you hurry over and try the addiction of cherry picking.

As soon as the watch arrives, let's count the tickets. Recommend a friend Yu Zimu's "Chic Farmer" is also a farming text, if you are interested, you can take a look at the fat enough, it is absolutely cool.