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Long Wabo saw a military uniform hanging at the door, this military uniform was quite beautiful, especially in the eyes of the people in the mountain village.

Long Wabo knew that military uniform, it was not someone else's, nor was it Long Wabo's own, nor was it from the mountain village. The military uniform belonged to Yongzi. Yongzi often wore that military uniform into Long Wabo's house, dancing in the wind, heroic posture, speaking conscience, bringing him a lot of glory. However, at this time, when Long Wabo saw the military uniform, for some reason, he felt quite uncomfortable and even very humiliated.

"......" Long Wabo wanted to scold, but he couldn't scold, Yongzi is also his brother-in-law, "Alas......"

When Long Wabo walked into his house, he put down his fishing gear, and went into the house to find Xiang. Xiang slept on the bed, his eyes closed, his pants thrown aside, and he didn't know what he had just done. Seeing Xiang's appearance, Long Wabo glanced at the big military uniform hanging at the door again, and understood everything in his heart at once, so tears flowed down at once, almost drowning the stone village.

He went out of the house and sat alone under the peach tree, smoking a cigarette. "Fuck." Long Wabo finally scolded. Yes, he felt quite uncomfortable, but he had nothing to do, so he just scolded, and after scolding, he had to walk out of the house without saying a word and continue to go fishing in Guigu.

The reason why he is so desperate is completely for the sake of the Xiang family, for the sake of the Xiang family, he is willing to do anything, he is afraid of death. However, the Xiang family did such a dirty thing behind his back, how can people think about it?

A man walked by the door of his house, and when he saw this, he couldn't help laughing out loud, and when he saw that Long Wabo looked at him viciously, he stopped talking again and slipped away quietly.

"Uncle Longwa, you went out, your wife was doing that with a fat man at home, I saw it, it looks good!" The four kept shouting so loudly in front of Long Wabo's door that Long Wabo didn't know where to put his face.

"x,!" Long Wabo couldn't help but shout loudly like this, which made the four of them startled.

"Good going, oh ho!" After making such a loud oh-ho at the door of Long Wabo, the fourth guy walked away.

Although Long Wabo saw the military uniform, what is this, maybe Yongzi left it down and forgot to take it when he came to his house last time. After thinking about it like this, he gradually calmed down, and a faint smile appeared on his face again. However, as soon as he remembered Lao Si's words, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared from nowhere, like a small yellow leaf hanging on a tree in the autumn wind. The four guys can't lie. At this time, how he hoped that Lao Si's words were not true.

Long Wabo walked into the room and saw that Xiang was still lying quietly on the big bed, asleep and snoring. In this kind of snoring, Long Wabo couldn't help but be furious, and thought to himself, Lao Tzu is working hard outside, you might as well do this in the house......

However, he didn't say anything, picked up his fishing gear, walked to the dilapidated boat, and gradually rowed towards the ghost valley in the setting sun.

It was getting dark.

The owl kept crying on the thousand-year-old tree on the mountain, and the cry fluttered in the wind, and listening to it could not help but make people cry. In this kind of cry, Long Wabo couldn't help but cry loudly, and let the fish keep jumping around his boat.

He had no intention of fishing. Yes, with this thing in my wife, there is no point in catching as many fish as she wants. He moored the boat in the depths of the Ghost Valley, and then, falling down, fell on the little boat, and let the wind cry in his ear miserably.

At this time, he is not afraid of any ghosts, nor is he afraid of any demons, if he touches them and is killed, not only will he not resent them, but he will even thank them.

A gust of wind blew, blowing the thousand-year-old tree on the bank of the Guigu Valley, and kept fluttering the leaves down, sprinkling them on the Guigu, like autumn leaves flying in the sky, which made people cry even more. However, in this desolation, Long Wabo couldn't help but feel a tragic mood, thinking, now it's okay, you can be relieved.

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