I feel that I am old, although I have just turned 25 this year, but since I was transferred from the army, it is like losing my soul, I can't lift my spirit all day long, and when I return home, my heart has been left on the battlefield.

Sometimes, I really hate my master, because he threw me into the army and made me lose the opportunity to see him for the last time.

I know that the old man is most reluctant to see me shed tears, but I have made a military order at his grave, and if he crawls out of it to see me, and says a few words, I promise that when he dies again, he will not shed a single tear.

But he was obviously still so stubborn that he wouldn't listen to me.

I was raised by him since I was a child, this old man with a stubborn temper like a donkey did not leave me much inheritance, but taught me a knife craft, although now no one buys kitchen knives and scissors by hand, but I still turned down the job arranged for me by the army, and was ready to use my life to pass on this craft.

Fortunately, the tiger died and Yu Wei is here, the master has lived in the realm of Dongning for decades, and he doesn't dare to say that he has a reputation, but there must still be prestige, and I can still use his legacy to take on some dirty work that others are unwilling to do.

"Senior brother, I have something to trouble you!"

My junior brother appeared in the doorway like a ghost, scratching his head and smirking, without any warning.

"What's the matter?"

I frowned and threw the freshly punched blank into the bucket, and the red iron burrowed into the cold water, and a puff of white smoke rose with a loud sound.

"This ...... It seems to be, dead people, alas! ”

I was stunned, I couldn't help but glare at him fiercely, took off my apron, wiped my hands, and hung it up at the door: "Let's go, go and see." ”

My junior brother has just turned eighteen, and his body bones have been trained by my master to be as sharp as a freshly sharpened three-edged military thorn, but this brain seems to be missing something, and he doesn't understand the world at all, and he can never grasp the point when he speaks, and sometimes I am so angry that I want to strangle him.

Turning out of the workshop, I walked through the courtyard to the front storefront, and at a glance I saw a man lying on the threshold, face down, motionless, not knowing whether he was alive or dead. There were already a lot of people outside the door to watch the excitement, and there were many discussions, but no one dared to come forward.

Although my wrought iron shop is not located on the main street, it can be said to be near the city center, although Dongning only withdrew from the county last year to set up a city, but after all, the population of 200,000 people, there is such a big mess, how can there be fewer people to watch the excitement.

I didn't have time to pay attention to this, so I walked quickly over to the lying corpse, crouched down, sniffed, and sniffed.

A foul smell rushes straight to the brain, and if the smell is smelled by a layman, it is like rotten fried stinky tofu!

But I know it's the smell of rotting corpses!

However, if you want to say death, he still has a breath and doesn't swallow it.

"Poplar, come here and help."

Poplar is my junior brother, and as soon as I said this, his hands as white as a living corpse were already on the old man's feet.

I was so angry that I gritted my teeth secretly, this kid, don't you know what it means to be shocking?

From the counter to me, ordinary people have to walk eight or nine steps, but he is good, he jumps over, and his eyes are so bad that he thinks he will teleport.

Sure enough, the group of onlookers outside the door were frightened by his elusive speed and exclaimed.

At this time, I didn't care about him, and one of us raised my shoulders and the other my feet, and moved the old man to the sofa.

I took out the medicine box from under the counter, took the cool oil, smoked two facial tissues, soaked most of the bottle of cooling oil in the tissues, pasted it on the old man's mouth and nose, and then stood aside and watched.

The pungent momentum of the cool oil is not something that ordinary people can bear, and I don't believe that this old man can hold it.

Want to blackmail me? Hehe, suffocate you!

While he was thinking, a choking cough sounded, and the old man really couldn't hold it back.

He struggled a few times, grabbed the tissue off his face, and gasped like a windbox.

Someone outside the door immediately shouted: "Ah, wake up, wake up, Master Xiao Yang is also very powerful, a little bit of Lao Yang's majesty!" ”

The onlookers shouted for a while, and the Master Yang in their mouths was me.

My name is Yang Lin, just listen to the name, maybe you will think that I and Yang Shu are brothers, but in fact, we are really not related by blood. We are all orphans adopted by Master, and we all have Master's surname Yang, at least that's what Master said to us.

I didn't pay attention to the people who watched the excitement, nor did I look at the old man, but said to Yang Shu: "Let him go." ”

With that, I went inside, and my knife hadn't been punched yet.

But I didn't think about it, the half-dead old man saw that I was leaving, and I don't know where the strength came from, so he actually jumped up and pounced on me to pull me.

How could I be pounced on by him, and when I turned sideways, the old man fell to the ground with a puff, and his head hit the floor tiles, and he saw red.

But he didn't care about it, he simply didn't get up, he didn't speak, he knelt directly on the ground, knocking his head even again, and then he was bleeding all over his face, with that dead face, like a demon, very miserable.

Seeing this scene, the inside and outside of the store were suddenly silent.

I knew that this matter could not be done well today, and it was not too early, so I waved my hand at the poplar tree helplessly: "Close the door." ”

Poplar drove the crowd away, lowered the roller shutters and windows, and turned on the lights.

Until this time, the old man was still stumbling with him, as if he didn't know the pain.

I sat down on the sofa: "Okay, don't break my floor tiles, you will lose 50 for a broken piece." ”

The old man stopped and exchanged tears: "Five hundred, no, five thousand is fine, as long as you do well, save my life." ”

"Didn't you disbelieve me and insist on looking for my master? Wouldn't it be nice that you'll be able to see him soon? ”

I already know a rough idea of this old man, his name is Han Neng, he opened a chicken farm in the suburbs of Dongning, he has a little family background, I don't know what he has done, and he is mentally retarded to give birth to a son. But he was old and had a son, and he especially doted on this son, and two days ago, his son was just over twenty-two, and he married a beautiful daughter-in-law.

However, the new daughter-in-law died in the new house on the night of the wedding, and it is said that the medical examiner gave a sudden cardiac death.

But if it was an accident, the day after the new daughter-in-law died, his mentally retarded son also went with him and hanged himself in the new house.

The medical examiner said that he was overstimulated and committed suicide by martyrdom.

But have you ever seen two fools who can't even tell the difference between a rooster and a hen committing suicide?

Next is Han Neng, after his son left, he had nightmares as soon as he slept, dreaming that his son and daughter-in-law came to him together to ask for his life.

He thought he was frightened, and he didn't dare to stay in the building in the city, so he moved to live in the chicken farm.

But it's okay if he doesn't go, this time, the chicken farm will see dead chickens, seven a day, never more than one, and no less than one.

"Master Xiao Yang, you don't know, that thing is getting closer and closer to me, if you don't help me, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive tonight......"

I interrupted him: "You mean, it's getting closer and closer in your dreams?" ”

Han Neng nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice: "Yes, yes, at first, I was far away, I couldn't see my eyebrows clearly, but I couldn't stand getting closer and closer day by day, but now I can reach out and grab me, that mouth is like eating a dead child, and the eyeballs are full of curved snakes!" ”

I frowned, where did the newborn resentful spirit come from to be so good?

According to my previous estimate, this is just an ordinary resentful spirit asking for his life, and the reason is very simple, Han Neng didn't know what means he used, and deceived a daughter-in-law to his mentally retarded son, and the woman obviously didn't know about his son's problem beforehand, and on the wedding night, he found out that the groom was mentally retarded, and he was angry and killed.

Not to mention how the bride died, in short, she must have been resentful when she died, so she turned into a resentful spirit to take revenge on the Han family.

People with intellectual disabilities have incomplete souls and lack of yang energy, and they are naturally the first to suffer when they encounter resentful souls.

And Han Neng is the initiator of all this, and it is natural for the resentful spirit to find him, this is cause and effect.

So I don't want to care about this idle matter, that resentful spirit killed Han Neng, but because of the cause and effect, he will naturally return to the underworld.

But now it seems that this matter is full of strangeness, and if no one interferes, the resentful spirit may not be willing to go on happily.

"Fifty thousand, help you live for two more years." Although I made up my mind to find out, I didn't bother to talk nonsense with such people.

"Huh? 50,000 ......" Han Neng subconsciously showed a look of anger, but in the blink of an eye, he reacted that his life was more important.

Gritting his teeth, Han Neng looked fierce: "Okay, I'll guarantee you a lot of points afterwards!" ”

I snorted coldly, and didn't bother to pay attention to the mystery in his words: "Then you go back and wait for me at the chicken farm tomorrow." ”

"I can't wait for tomorrow!" Han Neng was in a hurry, and climbed up to hug my leg again.

I stood up and walked towards the back of the store: "I can't die, tomorrow is the first seven." ”

Yang Shu stepped forward to stop Han Neng, although Han Neng was unwilling, how could he resist Yang Shu, who could "teleport", and was forced out.

Back at the workshop, I continued to fight, and after a while, Poplar came in with a jar of wine and poured me a large tea jar.

I took two sips of wine, and the self-brewed liquor poured down my throat into my stomach, as if burning alcohol poured into my stomach, this hearty feeling is incomparable to the wine on the market, I know that it is not good, but only in this way do I feel that my brothers are still there, still drinking with me, drunk and singing!

"How did Master teach you, you can't see clearly whether you are pretending to be dead or really dead?"

"I was wrong, brother." Yang Shu can pretend to be obedient, admit his mistakes very quickly, and want to train him? It was like punching a punch into the cotton.

I didn't use him to torture myself anymore, and the master probably didn't have a chance to teach him this kind of thing, and if he dared to come to the Yang family's iron shop to touch porcelain, Han Neng was also the only one: "Prepare your outfits, and then follow me to the Han family's new house after dinner." ”

"Where's his house?"

"Is there a generation gap between the two of us? How many times have I told you to pay attention to current affairs, 2017 is almost over, and you still don't know how to watch the news on your mobile phone? ”

I threw my phone to him: "See for yourself, Headlines." ”

"The glamorous bride died suddenly in the new house, and the infatuated groom committed suicide...... Jixiangyuan Community. Well, I've been to this community, but it's beautiful, it's like a garden, there are fountains and fish in it, do we want to bring a net, I'll be thinking about it when I go back. ”

I didn't even think about it, grabbed the hammer and smashed it at his head, but I couldn't hit him anyway.

Sure enough, the hammer smashed into the window behind him and flew out amid the innocent screams of the glass.

"Boiling beans and burning beans, why is it too anxious to fry each other, senior brother, there is something to say."

The next second, Poplar timidly handed the hammer back to me.

I squeezed a roll word out between my teeth, resisting the urge to do it again.

Otherwise, I would have to buy the window glass, and set it myself, counting on the poplar trunk, he could buy thickened steel plates to weld the windows to death.

"Last question, what are we going to do at his house?"

"After thinking about this cause and effect, we have to figure out what went wrong. Bring three boning knives, and go straight to the chicken farm when you're done. ”

"Three? Senior brother, do you want to kill that old man in the dark? Poplar couldn't help but laugh.

"If you don't hack him, what will I feed you? Would you rather eat boiled cabbage? ”

Yang Shu didn't say a word, turned around and left, he wanted to get as far away from the boiled cabbage as possible.

I couldn't help but sigh lightly, and looked up at the ceiling at a forty-five degree angle, Master, if you have a spirit in the sky, take this kid away, I don't want to eat copper peanuts because I slaughtered this stupid foodie!

Why didn't you think about it back then, pick him up, you went down early, maybe you wanted to avoid him and test me!

You're really calculating, killing two birds with one stone!

But you are not afraid that I will not be able to endure the test, and I will kill him, and as soon as we die, the skills of the Yang family's credit knife people will be extinct!

Alas, in our profession, we are called credit knife people.

If you meet someone who carries a stool tied with a grinding stone, carries a kitchen knife, scissors and kills pigs, and goes south to the north to pick up villages and towns, shouting and selling knives, but now you don't want a dime, just wait for the two steamed buns to be exchanged for a daughter-in-law, and then come to collect the debt, Bacheng is my peer.

Of course, this knife is not sold casually, a knife has a cause and effect, and it has to be able to be broken.