Chapter 1032: The Hanging King Dies, Again
At this time.
Chen Mo smiled lightly into the microphone and said, "Xiao Jin, these two versions are given to you."
Are you convinced? ”
Poof!
Just hear the sound of kneeling.
Xiao Jin said with emotion on the other end of the microphone:
"Convinced, hanging king, I am really convinced!
I really didn't expect you to be so talented!
I've given you a gift for this month's manuscript fee!
Gritting my teeth, I'm eating dirt! ”
Chen Mo: "Forget it...... There is not much money either...... You low-level web writers are poor enough......"
Kim: "......"
There is not much money either......
Poor enough......
Groove !!
Xiao Jin suddenly felt that his heart was pierced through, as if the cold wind could pour in.
Chen Mo glanced at the time.
Then he said, "It's almost time to go down."
There are still the last two places in the microphone!
Don't miss the opportunity!! ”
However.
For a long time, no one came.
Chen Mo knew that several people before him had been suspicious.
It's a bit too much.
"Hahahaha...... No one is connected to the microphone! Embarrassing! ”
"The king just can't get rid of this scaring problem!"
"I found out, no matter what kind of god it is, in the literary circle, in the IT world, in the academic world, in the housewife, etc., anyway, there is only one end when it comes to the king - being broken!"
"Don't wait, I guess no one wants to be scolded by you."
Chen Mo: "Ahem...... Well, I'm going to tell you a story about my childhood, so I'm going to take a break.
I didn't expect everyone to cooperate with me so much, care about me so much, and want me to take a break. ”
"I've never seen such a cheeky person as you!"
"It's clear that everyone is scared of you! I don't want to connect with you anymore! ”
"Phew!! What a shame!! ”
After the sailors laughed and scolded and ridiculed for a while.
Chen Mo began to slowly tell another story of his childhood when he died:
When I was young, I built a fire in the east of the village in order to roast a few sweet potatoes to eat.
The damn wind blew the flames towards the haystack of the second uncle's house, and it burned, and the fire quickly grew bigger, and the smoke rose into the sky.
Immediately someone knocked on the basin to call the police, and the whole village threw hoes from the field and rushed back, carrying buckets and basins and shouting to put out the fire, and the water splashed everywhere.
Even a few children took rice bowls and night pots to pour water and splashed them.
But to no avail, the haystack soon turned into a pile of ashes.
I was beaten by my second uncle and my father on the spot, and my nose and face were swollen, and several half-lived sweet potatoes were also thrown into the red embers.
The adults waited for the fire to be gone, and I looked around vigilantly to make sure that there was no one, and used a big stick to stir up the ashes to find the sweet potatoes.
They were all ripe, wiping their tears, their hot mouths were crooked from side to side, and the sparks that were scattered saw the wind and caught fire again, spreading along the weeds on the ground, and there was a haystack burned.
Those people had just changed their clothes when they got home, and they were all shouting about what to do, and they came to pour water and put out the fire again.
I was so scared that I slipped into the big bamboo forest, or was pulled out, it was already very cold in late autumn, my father didn't know whether it was cold or angry, he was drenched, shaking his legs and saying that he was afraid that it would not hurt to fight, so he let the second uncle fight on his behalf.
The beating was too hard, the buttocks were swollen, and while beating, he said to his friends: See? Whoever dares to set fire in the future, this is the end!
I had pain in my body for half a month, and I was still young at that time, and I didn't realize that I had made a big mistake, so I thought about how to make the second uncle suffer a little.
One day, I took the big bath tub that was pulled up by my younger brother and washed it in the fish pond contracted by my second uncle, and to see if there was no one left and right, I sat in the basin to see if it would sink.
I didn't expect that a large basin with a diameter of about one meter could carry me float like a small boat.
I got a big stick and floated to the middle of the pond.
The black plastic basin was thick and steady, and I stood up, paddling left and right with a big stick as an oar, and had a lot of fun.
At that moment, I suddenly thought of the ghost story of the open-air movie, and suddenly had a tricky plan......
The second uncle would sell electric fish in the fish pond at three or four o'clock in the morning every day, and the thunder could not move.
In the early hours of that morning, I quietly went out, took out a large plastic basin, and stole my mother's long hair that was cut off and ready to be sold.
I took advantage of the hazy moonlight to get to the pond.
Sitting in the big basin and paddling into the shade covered by the tree, he put the long hair tied on his head and put it on his head, and put it on his shawl.
took out his father's red underwear and held his long tongue in his mouth, and quietly waited for the second uncle to come out.
"Poof......
"Hanging King, your dad is having a natal year, right?"
"It's so talented!"
"Last time, I hid fish in the crotch of my pants, and last time I was a little milk dog sucking my uncle's Ding Ding, what kind of moth is going to come out this time?
Expect!!! ”
"I've seen that picture already and it's so funny, hahahaha......"
While waiting, the bamboo forest squirmed, and a dark shadow walked out.
I was so scared that I had met a real ghost?
I paddled to the middle of the pond and turned my head to see that it was a fish thief who had already entered the water.
And the fish thief saw a man with long hair and a shawl and a red tongue standing in the middle of the pond.
By the way, at that time the basin was almost flooded, and he could not see anything under his feet.
He was so frightened that he rumbled and ran up the water.
There is a steep slope at the waterfront junction, and the mud is slippery.
He didn't hold it, he danced with his hands, and stepped on the spot like a hot wheel with his slippery feet, but he still fell.
With a crisp sound, the shell of the mussel like a knife in the mud of the steep slope cut his face, and the man ran away with a few screams.
The second uncle happened to come out too, and when he heard the sound, he asked in surprise: Who?!
Suddenly he saw a long-haired ghost in the middle of the pond, and he kept shaking his head thinking that he had seen it wrong.
I didn't have the heart to scare him, so I poked my stick into the mud and pushed hard, and the basin quickly drove into the shadows.
When the second uncle saw that he could really move, he howled in fright and barked at the dogs in the village.
He turned his head and ran, and hit the stone pier in front of his house, his leg was lame, and he picked up the long bamboo pole at the door and hit it into the pond.
"The second uncle has reached the eighth life of blood mold, and he met your nephew, the king of hanging."
"How do I remember that the second uncle was put down by the laxative of the king last time?"
“233333”
It was so far away, how could it be hit, he was laughing secretly, and his ears hurt sharply.
It turned out that the bamboo rod was my cousin's fishing rod, and the long line with a fishing hook actually hooked my ear.
When he pulled back, I was almost pulled into the water, and the basin was carried to the shore where he was, and when it hit the water, it sank.
I was sweating in pain and freed up my hands to pull the fishing line.
The second uncle didn't know that it was a fishing rod, thinking that the ghost was sucking it in the air, and then moved to the shore, thinking that he was chasing him, he threw the fishing rod and hit the door, dragging his lame leg and crawling in.
I had a hook on my ear, and when I ran, it hurt so much to drag the rod that I wanted to take it off.
The hook is barbed and can't be removed, and the blood is pulling, and it is being pulled, and the second uncle's house is boiling, and I heard the second aunt scolding: Are you going to die?! How do you climb into bed to pee?
The second uncle shouted incoherently: ... No~ I didn't hold back... Ghosts... There's a ghost......
The second aunt shouted: The old eyes are dizzy, and you are wrong again, right? I'll check it out!
I was startled, grabbed the fishing line with my hand, and dragged the long stick into the bamboo forest, the stick swayed from side to side, and the junction of the stick and the line hung on a bamboo, and hooked my ears with a smack.
I burst into tears of pain, covered my ears and jumped around a few times, crying and crawling out of the bamboo forest.
There was a lot of blood on his jacket, so he ran to the reservoir and took it off and washed it, got up and cried and wanted to go home.
Next to the reservoir is my grandfather's house, and the elderly urinate frequently and are peeing at the gate.
I saw a man with long hair covering his face coming out of the moonlight in the water, crying in a low voice, and shaking his hand holding the tool, and the urine was thrown like a map in an instant.
He turned and ran into the house, stumbling on the threshold and falling to the ground.
My cousin was old, I didn't expect my hair to be taken off, I ran to help, he turned around and saw that it was coming, he slammed the bolt of the door, and howled and cried inside......
I hurried home and fell asleep in pain and depression.
The next day, the village was boiling, and the second uncle said that the child who had drowned in the pond many years ago came out, and the grandfather also took the two front teeth that had been broken to testify, and people were panicked for a while.
I had an ear injury, so I got a hat and wore it crookedly, and under the pretext that I was afraid, I had to go to my grandmother's house not far away for a few days.
In the middle of the night, I slipped out of my grandmother's house and sneaked into the pond from under the bamboo forest, trying to get the basin out of the water.
When he looked up, he saw a row of lights on the shore, and a Taoist priest was sitting with his eyes closed and chanting words.
It turned out that the second uncle invited the Taoist priest to overtake the soul, I stopped, and was about to slip away, the Taoist priest danced the wooden sword, and walked along the pond while burning the paper.
The paper was shining, and it was too late to run, so he slipped into the pond in spite of the cold water, and showed half of his head in the hope that he would walk over quickly.
This Taoist priest is also a ridiculous person, and when he saw a head floating in the pool, he shouted in shock: Murder! Killed! That little imp came out to ask for his life!
The second uncle saw that the old Taoist priest was so unusual, and felt that it must be that little ghost that was difficult to deal with.
Then he knocked on the basin again, and in the middle of the night, the eldest uncle, the second uncle, and even the aunt who didn't come out often from the next door came out.
The crowd was filled with the sound of scolding mothers, and some people were gossiping.
The people who came came with torches, oil lamps, and even metal flashlights that were not commonly used. The edge of the pond was filled with fire.
I had to swim to the edge of the pond with my breath in my breath, and I just wanted to get home as soon as possible.
My hands and feet were numb and I lost my senses, and after a while I finally swam to the shore, just in time to see a large group of people rushing here with lights.
Among them, there were a few people who made strange noises with their throats, and the voices were very loud.
Before they got here, I hurried to run, and when I was tired of running, I ran to the field of the second uncle's house, and saw the pile of burned haystacks again.
Then there was another damn wind, and I shivered from the cold, and I pulled around a few times.
I found the flint and steel I used to make a fire during the day, but somehow, the wind blew once before I hit the stone, and it always couldn't catch fire.
In the field of the uncle next to him, there was also a pile of haystacks.
Without much thought, I pulled the haystack over and used it to block the wind.
I used two flintstones to make a fire, and several times I hit my fingers.
I don't know if it's because of the cold or nervousness, I don't feel any pain at all, but after a while the fire finally ignited, lit the fire, and finally warmed up a little.
I stretched out my hand to roast, ah!
The flame looked so kind, she gradually stretched out her hands, hugged me, so warm, the fire in her eyes gradually dimmed, and then disappeared from the serious, I lay on the haystack, ah!
It's so comfortable......
Suddenly I felt that my body was getting hotter and hotter, and the temperature did not drop, and suddenly I felt that my arm was burned, and I was instantly shocked.
I found that the haystacks around me had already burned!
Together with the stacks of haystacks in the field of the uncle's house, they burned!
Suddenly, another gust of wind blew, and a pile of grass with flames was blown to the vegetable garden of the second uncle's house!
After a while, the second uncle's vegetable garden also burned.
However, everyone was hunting ghosts by the pond, and no one noticed it, and in a short time the land of the uncle's house and the things planted in the field were burned down, and the fire was gradually extinguished.
Tears welled up in my eyes, and I began to cry, hoping to attract someone, but no one heard, and an hour later, I fainted in the field of my second uncle's house.
Two days later, I woke up at home, and my uncle and uncle came to my house, and I also had a high fever, and they thought that I must have been haunted by ghosts.
I brought in that stinky Taoist priest again.
The stinky Taoist priest said that he would tie me up on the fifteenth day of the lunar month in the pool where the child drowned to summon spirits.
My father, the second uncle believes in this very much.
Uncle didn't say anything about this fire, and he had a better temper and didn't lose his temper with me.
Second uncle, my father regarded me as the ghost of that little ghost, and they were completely provided with delicious food and drink, and they also found a few people in the village to take turns watching me and not let me go out.
Uncle doesn't believe in this, he can't get used to this practice, Uncle has worked in the city before, and he has seen a lot.
After five or six days, and finally I got to the fifteenth, and the stinky Taoist priest was afraid that I would run, so he tied me up and sailed to the middle of the pond in a boat.
The stinky Taoist priest was also on the boat, and I kept trying to break free from the rope because of something I didn't understand, and after a while, while the people watching me were not paying attention, I jumped into the pond, leaked half of my head, and swam straight to the shore.
This stinky Taoist priest saw this scene, you are a little ghost, you were the one who scared me that night.
My father, the second uncle was stunned there. A few strong men who were with the boat quickly swam down and caught me.
This stinky Taoist priest was a little angry, and the spiritualist ritual was over.
Uncle went home that day because his son went out and didn't come out to join in the fun.
My uncle's son came to my house because my uncle was temporarily living in my house.
After returning home.
The second uncle told the uncle what was going on today.
The uncle's son listened to it, and when he asked what had happened in the past two days, he glanced at the uncle and began to laugh.
The second uncle also understood instantly, and the two laughed together.
After the uncle's son's analysis, my father gradually showed a fierce expression to me, saying, I have to kill you rabbit cub.
I nervously ran to the side, hit the lantern, the oil poured out, and spread to the uncle's son's document bag, and the uncle's and uncle's son's eyes changed instantly......