Sheep Stack is just an honest Northwest farmer, although he is not angry, but he can't say anything. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Seeing that the village chief regarded this as a big deal and said it in person, he had to agree with sincerity, took the stall, and went home with the village chief to talk to his father.

The father of the sheep stack, who participated in the Hong Guards in his early years, participated in the highest standard review in the square, and connected the north and the south of the world for a while, so he has some knowledge.

When my father heard about this, he knew that it was the township chief who secretly deprived him of his subsistence allowance qualification to make profits for his relatives. This kind of thing is not uncommon in the township, and many cadres in the township have gathered the subsistence allowance on their relatives, accumulated a lot of money, and made a fortune.

The father of the sheep stack didn't say anything, and he endured it silently, and the village chief left satisfied, leaving a generation of twenty catties of white flour for the sheep stack when he left, which was regarded as compensation for the cancellation of the subsistence allowance.

The next morning, when the sheep were out of the market stall, my father turned his hands behind his back, and his back was stiff, and he had to rest for a while every few steps.

The sheep stack sent away a customer who was buying melons and asked his father, "Dad, what are you going to do?" ”

The father didn't answer, and pointed to a melon that had rotted into a small pit: "Oh is sleepy at home, come out and go around, peel a cold melon for Dad to eat, Dad is usually reluctant to eat it." ”

The sheep stack hurriedly picked a big one, but his father refused to let him, so he peeled off the skin of the rotten melon with his own hands, squatted in front of the stall, and ate it all in one bite.

At this time, several customers came to the sheep stack one after another, and they did not take care of their father. When he was done, his father didn't know when he had left, and the fruit knife that peeled the melon by the stall was gone.

Sheep Stack didn't think much about it at the time, just an hour later, Sheep Stack was biting the naan cake bought from the stall next to him, and ate a few bites of cold water in the kettle, and the village chief ran over with sweat: "Sheep Stack, and you still have the heart to eat naan, your father hanged himself at the door of the township government, go and recognize it." ”

The sheep stack was shocked, threw down the naan and kettle in his hand, left the stall alone, and ran towards the township government quickly.

When they arrived outside the compound of the township government, the guards guarding the gate did not let the sheep stacks in, saying that martial law had been imposed inside. Fortunately, the village chief chased after him from behind, explaining the identity of the sheep stack, and the guards were willing to let him go.

The body of the sheep's father was covered with a dirty white cloth, and there were several traces of blood being soaked in the white cloth. The head of the township, led a few vigilantes, and only allowed the sheep stacks to lift the upper corners of the white cloth, revealing the bruises of a rope around his father's neck.

Although the sheep stack was honest, but not stupid, taking advantage of the township chief and the security officer not paying attention, the whole piece of white cloth was violently lifted, only to see the father's chest and abdomen, the new clothes he put on in a hurry, had been soaked with donated blood, and more than a dozen traces of knives could be clearly seen.

The township chief was shocked, and immediately asked people to tie up the sheep stacks, stared at the beads of his eyes and shouted: "The old sheep grass hanged himself at the door of the township government, and he was a man who died in a trance, so he was sent away for cremation." There is also a sheep stack, who is not filial to his father, which caused his father to sue his son in the township government for unfilial piety and died of grief. ”

No matter how stupid the sheep buttress is, he will not believe that if his father really hanged himself, how could there be more than a dozen stab wounds on his body. It must have been someone from the township government, who saw the old man making trouble with a knife and wanted to return to the subsistence allowance qualification, but accidentally killed someone during the scuffle, so as to create the illusion that his father hanged himself. When the father's body is cremated, it will really be destroyed, and no evidence can be found.

The sheep's eyes were about to crack, and while he was desperately struggling, a blazing flame suddenly erupted in his right hand, burning the vigilante who had grabbed his right arm to ashes in an instant. The palm of his left hand turned into steel, easily slicing off one of the arms of the vigilante on the left, and the vigilante was killed on the spot with a single punch.

At that time, the police station of the township government was a special agency set up by the Ministry of Armed Forces, which was responsible for the personal safety of the township government officials, and the security officers were allowed to carry guns.

The security officer next to him saw that the sheep stack was furious, and thought that the sheep stack was born with divine powers, and he was carrying gasoline matches and other things, so he pulled out the May Fourth pistol inserted in the holster on his waist on the spot, and wanted to kill the sheep stack on the spot.

Angry and sorrowful, the sheep dodged the deadly bullets to the heart and skull, and was shot a dozen times. Fortunately, the power of the May Fourth pistol was limited, and the bullet was only embedded in the muscles and bones of the sheep stack, and it was not fatal. The security guards rushed up, restrained the sheep that had not been lightly injured, and sent them to the detention center, where they were severely handcuffed. In the end, he was sentenced to death for intentional homicide, picking quarrels and provoking trouble, and abandonment, with a one-month reprieve.

The sheep buttress knew that the township chief had a ghost in his heart, so he allowed himself to live for an extra month.

In the prison bars, the sheep stack's eyes wept blood, and his hands grabbed the iron fence on the window, and cold air came out of his palms, freezing the thick iron bars as fragile as wooden sticks, and with a slight touch, they broke and shattered in an instant.

When the sheep buttress saw that such an incredible change had occurred in his body, he thought that he was overly sad and angry, and had hallucinations, but he didn't think much about it.

In his sleep, he dreamed that his father, Lao Sheepcao, was covered in blood, and cried to himself about his grievances before death. The sheep stack tried desperately to grab his father's hand, but his father quickly floated backwards. The sheep buttle cried and chased after him, stumbled on a stone under his feet, fell to the ground, and immediately woke up from his dream, and found that he had passed out of his solitary cell at some point, and was standing in the shadow of the searchlight, and above his head, raindrops were constantly falling.

The sheep buttress didn't realize that he had inadvertently awakened the power of the supernatural powers.

In prison, there was a strange person who was hiding from the enemy, and he was sentenced for deliberately making a mistake. Seeing the ignorant appearance of the sheep stack, he felt an earth-shattering power, and hurriedly used his own ability to quietly stuff the sheep stack back into the prison cell.

Since then, the Adept has crept into Sheepstack's cell every day, telling Sheepstack about the Miracle and the affairs of the Atlas, and helping Sheepstack repair the broken iron barbed window.

In this way, a month has passed, and the sheep stack has a very thorough understanding of the affairs of the supernatural. Recalling his unjustly killed old father and his wife who didn't know if he had starved to death at home, the sheep buttress finally gritted his teeth and made up his mind: "I can't die like this, I want to go back to take care of my wife, and I want to avenge my father." ”

On the night before the execution, the sheep stack quietly escaped from prison after eating the sumptuous severed head meal sent by the prison guards.