Chapter 40

When.

There was a strong wind in Luotou Village.

The wind penetrates through the simple thatched huts, flying sand and stones, and the wind is loud.

The stove in the council hall of Luotou Village was burning, illuminating the faces of the villagers.

Auntie Witch Mother's gaze swept over, and all the villagers looked down at the floor. The witch mother looked around at everyone and said, "(Luo) Why didn't you speak?" Invited the old body early in the morning, just to watch the floor? ”

One man stepped forward and said:

"Mother Witch, all my chickens have been bitten...... The hens that lay eggs in my house, all the writing is gone, woo woo ......"

"(Luo) Wu Mother, my family was also bitten, it's all to blame on the Han people, I don't want anything else, as long as the person returns the chicken money to me!"

"No, my house collapsed, and I have to pay for it!"

In the council hall, more than 30 men stood with hoes and poles, and the aunt and witch mother stood aside with a few fierce women, listening carefully to everyone's complaints. There is also Xu Qing, standing aside as if he was thinking, but he was actually thinking about a fart, where could he understand the snail language that the witch mother and everyone said. It's just that according to Luo Xiuxiu's revelation and everyone's expressions, I probably know that it's not a good thing.

Everyone nagged, the witch mother was as careful as a hair, and remembered the number of chickens lost, in total, a total of 600 chickens of all sizes in the whole village were taken away, what a large group of jackals this is? Even if some villagers take the opportunity to say more, count him 400, it will be a little terrifying.

Wu Mu pressed the doubts in her heart, thought about it, pointed at Xu Qing, and said in Chinese: "This is the Han person." ”

Xu Qing was stunned, scolded secretly, and arched his hand: "Everyone, it is indeed the Han people you say in your mouth, but ......"

There are not many people who can speak Chinese, but there are many who can roughly understand Chinese.

As soon as Auntie Wumu said this, those villagers clenched their fists and held their flat poles horizontally, if it weren't for a few to stop them, Xu Qing might have been beaten into a ball.

"Witch Mother, what's wrong?" Xu Qing hid behind the witch mother, so that the villagers could throw rat traps, hey, it's your villager, don't throw shoes, the witch mother is here!

The Witch Mother said lightly: "They say you steal chickens,"

Xu Qing hurriedly defended: "What, me? ”

"Don't worry, they said you destroyed their house,"

"Huh? It's no, no, no......"

"They say you're a monster!"

"Ho! They ......"

"So, they asked you to save the hens that lay eggs, they asked you to pay for the house, and they asked me to burn you."

"Witch Mother, spare your life, ......" Xu Qing was frightened by the Witch Mother's mouthful, "They said", but he was not really afraid, the dozen or so dark rivers in the house were not eating rice, and the four shotguns in his sleeves were not pretentious. But this morning, Xiuxiu told him that if you do something bad, you will have poisonous worms through your stomach! This reminded Xu Qing of the great ability of the brother nation, the head lowering technique, the Gu worm or something, it was not cost-effective to win.

"Spend money to eliminate disasters," the witch mother's old voice showed a hint of helplessness.

Xu Qing touched his arms, twisted and handed the thirty money to the witch mother, and then went to the sleeve to reluctantly grope, who knew that the witch mother took the money, and before she could clear it, she said to everyone: "I saw it, whether what you said is true or not, the money is here, which shows the sincerity of this guest, yes or no?" ”

"Yes, yes," there was a sound of approval in the slang Chinese below, and Xu Qing stopped groping and looked at everyone's faces.

"Okay, since that's the case, put the money in the old man's hand first," the witch mother said, "But when you investigate the case, you can't listen to what you say, and you still need to investigate before you can make a conclusion." ”

"Yes, yes, we all listen to the words of the witch mother," everyone said yes, and it seems that this witch mother is quite obedient.

"Okay, first of all, where did you know that the murderer was this Han?"

"Hey, I know it from you, where did you know that, old boy? Isn't it ......" an old man pointed at another with a flat pole.

"Hey, what is this, I know it from the other door, whoa, whoa, from his mouth,"

The villagers pointed at me, I pointed at him, and in the end they all spoke, and finally one person shouted: "(Snail) Oh! Come to think of it, it wasn't the guy from Luofu Mountain who said it at the beginning! ”

The villagers looked at the witch mother and nodded: "Yes, yes, yes, it's him, it's him,"

Xu Qing sighed, why did he say snails at a critical moment, who is it?

The Witch Mother groaned for a moment and said softly, "Go, bring him." ”

Then he asked, "By the way, whoever is the closest in the chicken pen here, take him there, and we will go there." ”

Xu Qingxin said, he, he, who the hell is it, what's wrong with a name? Could it be, it's the witch mother's family, hum, let the master know who spread the rumors, so he has to cut off his little jj.

The villagers moved to a thatched hut, and saw three women, one old and one middle-aged and one young, clubbing at the door. Seeing so many people coming, the middle-aged one dragged the younger one back into the house, and the older one came out to greet him.

Xu Qing swept it, saw that the house was in tatters, and it was not far from collapsing, it seemed that it was necessary to leave early, otherwise it would depend on me. However, this family of men raised so much 3,000 gold, and this time he lost his chickens, and his life became more and more sad.

"Mother Luo Acan, how many chickens have you lost at home?"

"Alas, the old witch mother, bitter ......" The old mother named Ah Can did not speak, first called bitter, the witch mother knew what it meant, persuaded her to say I understand, I understand, Ah Can's mother said: "One rooster in my house, eight females, all disappeared overnight." If I knew this, I wouldn't have left laying hens, and it would be good to kill them and eat them. Mother Ah Chan said, and began to wipe her tears, her dry eyes full of despair.

"Mother Acan, don't cry, don't cry...... "Mother Wu comforted and asked, "Where is the chicken pen?" ”

Ah Can's mother pointed to a chicken pen made of wooden sticks and said, "Where is it, I deliberately blocked the stones, and I don't want to be able to pick them up." ”

Xu Qing swept the stone, it was enough to hug it, even adults need two to carry it, right? This jackal can push this stone, why do you still eat chicken, fluffy, you can't eat enough in one bite, it's better to eat people.

Leaving doubts, someone walked around the chicken pen and turned around, shook it, and also wondered: "This chicken pen is firm, are there any other holes, could it be that this stone is really pushed?" ”

Ah Chan's mother sighed and said, "Why not, when we got up, we already saw this stone fall to the side, woo woo woo ......"

Someone snorted coldly and said, "How else can it be said to be a jackal?" ”

The witch mother glanced at it, and the voice disappeared immediately, and she looked closer. Xu Qing didn't dare to go too far away from the witch mother, so he also approached her, glanced at the ground, and Xu Qing suddenly remembered one thing:

In order to steal chickens in concealment, jackals will directly bite off the neck of chickens, and will leave chicken heads when they take chickens away.

And everywhere you look here, there is not a single chicken head! Forget it, jackals hunt chickens, and they always have to leave some chicken feathers, but there are no chicken feathers here! Laying hens, no eggs in the chicken pen!

Xu Qing thought about it and asked Ah Can's mother: "After the incident, have any of you ever entered the chicken pen?" ”

Ah Can's mother looked at Xu Qing, her eyes revealing disgust, hatred, and fear. Auntie Wumu said: "Aunt Acan, just tell me, has anyone ever entered the chicken pen?" ”

Ah Can's mother didn't know what Xu Qing was asking for, so for the sake of caution, she replied in snail words: "(Snail) No, the jackal has come inside, it's not auspicious." ”

"No," Auntie Witch Mother looked at Xu Qing and said, "So what?" ”

Xu Qing said categorically: "Since no one has come, then this matter must not be done by jackals, but by man-made!" ”

Without waiting for the aunt to ask, someone asked, "Did you know?" ”

Without waiting for Xu Qing to answer, someone also said for him: "How does he know, hmph, I see, he did it himself!" ”

Xu Qing ignored the gossip and glanced at the witch mother meaningfully. At this time, there was a lot of noise in the crowd, and someone said: "Look, Luofu Mountain is coming!" ”

"Oh?" Taking advantage of everyone's eyes leaving, the witch mother patted Xu Qing's shoulder, as if to reassure Xu Qing, and then asked loudly: "Fushan Lingzi, you were guarding the door last night?" ”

"Wu, the witch mother is indeed me, yes, but, but ......"

"Then why isn't the gate closed?"

"I, I'm drunk, it's all his ......"

"Shut up! Fushan Guy, you can't drink alcohol on the day of guarding the village, it's a dead rule, no matter what others do, you shouldn't drink. You are responsible for today's events! ”

"Yes, yes, the witch mother......" Luo Fushan didn't dare to refute the witch mother, but he thought about his old man, but he wasn't afraid of what the witch mother would do to him.

"Wu Mu, Fushan is his own family, I'll talk about his affairs later," an old man stood up: "The most important thing at the moment, let's ask him clearly-"

The old man pointed at Xu Qing, and then said: "Ask him how he learned that this matter was man-made, if he can't make sense, hum ......."

Xu Qing pursed his lips, he couldn't tell the truth, the chicken money has been returned to you!

Fushiyama looked at the old man, who was one of his uncles. Fushan's family is spreading well, there are many grandparents and brothers, and there are more fathers and brothers, and when it comes to his cousins and cousins, his cousins and cousins are no longer recognized.

"Well, okay," the witch mother glanced at Xu Qing coldly: "You just said, how can you tell that it wasn't the jackal's doing!" ”

When Xu Qing heard this, he told the habits of the jackal and the abnormal situation at the scene of the crime. After speaking, the witch mother nodded, but the crowd disagreed.

After only hearing a cold snort, someone said: "What nonsense! ”

"Oh?" Xu Qing looked back, it was still the old man just now, and he said: "You are a scholar who has no power to tie the chicken, and you are not an old hunter, how do you know the habits of jackals?" ”

As he spoke, he turned to the crowd again: "Listen to me, the Han people have always liked to spread rumors, so don't listen to him easily." ”

"That is, it is impossible for a young offspring to know the habits of jackals so well," someone chimed in: "I see, it is clear that he stole the chicken himself last night, and deliberately said it to confuse the public!" ”

"Well, if I stole the chicken, where is the chicken? Why didn't I leave overnight and sit here for you to catch? ”

"Hmph, you Han people are scheming, who knows what you are calculating!"

"That's right, you see that he is still quibbling and arguing, and he did it nine times out of ten this time!"

The villagers were already angry when they lost their chickens, if it weren't for the witch mother here, they would definitely have to do something to Xu Qing, and now after listening to the judgments of a few people, they began to be angry again.