Chapter 3: The Demented Guy

Looking at the middle-aged man and woman with a sad face, and then at the anxious old lady who kept repeating the words, Bai Yang couldn't stand it anymore.

The scene in front of him is something that a fool can see.

If she hadn't encountered it, perhaps, the old lady could only desperately watch the middle-aged men and women lose the opportunity to treat someone.

Such a human tragedy, where does Bai Yang still have something to think about evil thoughts.

Lu saw that he was uneven and roared, and Lu saw that he was miserable and wanted to stretch out his hand.

Walking forward directly, Bai Yang looked at the old lady: "Grandma, don't talk about it, just say it, where is the money hidden?" “

The old lady who was in a hurry was stunned, looked at Bai Yang, and was a little confused.

Not only it, but middle-aged men and women also looked at it.

The two of them were short of money, and suddenly heard someone around them say money, so they subconsciously looked over.

"Don't be scared, saving people is like fighting a fire, do you want to save Lei Lei?" Bai Yang saw that the old lady didn't speak, and said again.

"Can you see me?" The old lady was a little surprised.

Bai Yang didn't speak, and looked at it with a straight face.

"The money is hidden in the jar of pickles in the old mansion, and I buried it in the east corner, Daxian, God, Heavenly Master, can you help me tell my son, this is my good grandson's life-saving money." The old lady hurriedly spoke.

Bai Yang smiled and turned to look at the middle-aged woman with a confused face.

The two saw Bai Yang talking, but there was no one across from him!!

"Don't look at it, let me tell you the news, your mother left 200,000 yuan before she died, hidden in the jar of pickles in your old house, and buried in the east corner. I don't need to tell you anything else, right? Bai Yang spoke indifferently, with an unfathomable expression.

"What nonsense are you talking about, your mother just died, you are young, why don't you keep your mouth shut." The middle-aged man didn't rejoice, but stood up with his eyebrows raised, looked at Bai Yang angrily, and had the intention of stepping forward to smoke him.

Bai Yang: "......"

Nima? What's going on? I'm doing a good deed, what's wrong?

Turning to look at the old lady, the old lady was still anxious: "My son, Dajun, why don't you remember your mother?" Mom left you 200,000 yuan, this is Lei Lei's life-saving money? “

Bai Yang looked at the middle-aged man again and asked weakly, "The army?" “

The middle-aged man clenched his fists and jumped violently.

Bai Yang's heart instantly weakened, and he hurriedly said, "No, don't you need money for your child's hospitalization?" By the way, your child's name is Lei Lei? Isn't it? “

"Uncle Lei, Lao Tzu will kill you." The middle-aged man was furious and punched him.

Bai Yang exclaimed, and hurriedly ran, saying as he ran: ", I'm doing a good deed, if you don't appreciate it, it's just that, why are you still beating people!" “

"Beat someone, I'm going to kill you." The middle-aged man chased.

The middle-aged woman was frightened and hurriedly grabbed the man: "Be in charge, don't mess around, it's illegal to hurt people." “

"This kid doesn't speak human words, I'm going to kill him today." The middle-aged man did not give up.

"Do you want me to see you in prison before I die, so that Qianqian's family will be ruined?" The middle-aged woman was also furious, glaring at the middle-aged man.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man who was originally angry stopped his hand, his eyes were red, he glanced at Bai Yang hatefully, and said angrily: "What else are you looking at?" Get lost. ”

Bai Yang bared his teeth and grinned, and his shoulder was hammered twice, which was called a pain.

But it's more of a grievance, Lao Tzu is doing a good deed, why is he still beaten?

When he turned around, Bai Yang was so angry that he almost didn't tilt his nose.

The old lady, at this time, followed by a lame middle-aged fat man who was holding a hanging bottle in his hand, and was crooked step by step, was still chattering: "My son, my mother left you money, left 200,000 yuan, son, why did you forget about this, you think about it, Lei Lei can still be cured, and he can still live!" “

Your uncle, this is an Alzheimer's ghost!

At this moment, Bai Yang's heart was aggrieved and uncomfortable.

Lao Tzu was fooled by a ghost!

No, it's the first time in my life that I'm pretending to be forced, and I'm going to force this round at a loss.

"Stop!" Bai Yang shouted to the middle-aged man who was pulled away by the middle-aged woman.

"What the hell, you want to die?" The middle-aged man stared at Bai Yang with an ugly face.

Bai Yang said: "Don't talk nonsense, is your daughter-in-law sick and needs money?" “

The middle-aged woman spoke: "Young man, our business ......"

"Answer me." Bai Yang spoke decisively.

"Yes, my daughter-in-law was diagnosed with leukemia, and it takes more than 200,000 yuan to replace the bone marrow, can you give it? If you want to give me 200,000 yuan, I will let you call back, kneel and let you smoke, and you can be used as a cow and a horse. The middle-aged man spoke, looking at Bai Yang with burning eyes, and his breathing became short.

Bai Yang grinned, turned around and left.

Middle-aged man: "......"

Middle-aged woman: "......"

"Hey, old lady, don't go." Bai Yang stopped the old lady.

"Can you see me?" The old lady looked surprised.

Bai Yang said indifferently: "I know that you have 200,000 yuan, hidden in the pickle jar in your hometown, where is your hometown?" “

"What do you want to do?" The old lady looked at Bai Yang with a wary expression.

Bai Yang said: "Save people." ”

"Saving people? Yes, yes, save my eldest grandson Lei Lei, Lei Lei is dying, I want money to save my life, I have 200,000 yuan, and I am in the pickle jar in my hometown. The old lady was stunned.

"And where is your hometown?"

"Yangjiacun, you tell my son, he knows, Shangxian, Heavenly Master, you must tell my son, I have ...... Who are you? As she spoke, the old lady suddenly looked at Bai Yang with a blank expression.

Bai Yang: "......"

Nima, won't this circle come today?

"What the hell are you doing?" The middle-aged man didn't know when he approached, and looked at Bai Yang suspiciously.

This young man, who is chattering, can't he be a psychopath? In that case, it was a bit too much just now.

Bai Yang looked at the old lady who floated away again, looked at the middle-aged man expectantly and said, "Do you know Yangjia Village?" ”

The middle-aged man was stunned and looked at Bai Yang in dismay: "I am from Yangjia Village." ”

Ay? Such a coincidence?

Bai Yang was a little startled, and continued to ask, "Do you know someone called Dajun?" He has a child named Lei Lei, by the way, if nothing else, his mother should be a little old lady with dementia. “

The middle-aged man became more and more surprised: "You're talking about Yang Jun, his family is the same as you said, but five years ago, Yang Jun's family had a car accident in the field, and the family of three was gone." The old lady of his family fainted directly when she heard it, and I sent the old lady to the hospital, but she was not rescued...... You won't see the old lady, will you? “

As he spoke, the middle-aged man gasped.

Most people from the countryside believe in this thing, but it's not a good thing to see the hell.

Bai Yang smiled: "It's really a causal cycle, yes, this old lady is here, her soul is helpless, dementia and forgetfulness, she treats the people in the hospital as her family, and she is entangled, I just saw it pestering you, and I thought you were its family, but I didn't expect ......"

Speaking of this, Bai Yang glanced at the middle-aged man.

Lao Tzu was punched twice, numb, he was beaten for doing good deeds, and he didn't have any reason yet.

The middle-aged man suddenly looked at Bai Yang embarrassedly and said, "What, little brother, I'm sorry, I'm also because your aunt was diagnosed with leukemia, and I felt uncomfortable for a while, you, don't be surprised." “

Bai Yang snorted: "Don't talk about this useless, this old lady buried an altar in the east corner of the old house, there are 200,000 in it, its family is gone, you take it to see your aunt, but take people's money and eliminate disasters for others, the old man can't be reincarnated now, and he will definitely be scattered in the future, you will replace filial piety on behalf of your son, and then go to the Taoist priest to do a magic thing for it, and if you exceed it, it can be regarded as the whole cause and effect." “

After speaking, Bai Yang looked at the old lady who was pestering a woman who took a child to see a doctor, and sighed in his heart.

The family is ruined, and he is also a poor ghost.

It's a pity that I'm not in this line, there's a plug-in, and I don't know when to figure it out, so I can only do this.

"Little brother, no, master, thank you so much, just now, I was so kind to you just now, master, you hit me, slap my face, smack hard, if you don't pump, I can't get over it." The middle-aged man didn't know what to say, so he leaned down and stretched out his dark face, his face flushed.

"Pump your uncle, it hurts to beat your old man, you have to have a heart, go back and set up an immortal tablet for me, pray for me day and night, and bless me to make a fortune in the future." Bai Yang said angrily, rubbed his shoulders and turned to leave.

"Master, do you have a name?"

"My name is Bai Shi."