"What are you doing here? Fooling the gods. ”

One of them stood up, and Zhang Wuju smiled.

"Didn't do anything, just didn't have a place to sleep at night, so ......"

"Arrest him."

More than a dozen people didn't say a word, they tied up Zhang Wuju's flowers, and then took him to the village office, this will, more and more people came around, and the things that Zhang Wuju was carrying were all searched, including wooden swords, magic swords, magic rulers, and some yellow charms, and a small bell.

"This is the evidence of the bull ghost snake god, and tomorrow we will criticize and fight."

Immediately, the crowd of onlookers boiled, many people scolded and chattered, but Zhang Wuju seemed to be used to it, and he had no intention of resisting, and then he was tied to the side of a pillar.

Early the next morning, the village beat gongs and drums and shouted, announcing the fight against the cow, ghost, snake and god, Zhang Wuju tied up, pulled to a large open space in the middle of the village, and brought a white hat made of paper, on which were written the four big characters of the cow, ghost and snake god, and tied a spittoon basin on his chest, kneeling in the middle of the square.

Everyone was passionate, the old people and children were involved, lining up, scolding, and constantly spitting at Zhang Wuju, and my father was also among them, when it was his turn, he hesitated for a while, Zhang Wuju smiled and nodded.

After all this was over, Zhang Wuju was brought back and subjected to severe torture, however, he always just said that he didn't do anything bad, just passing by.

However, the fact that Zhang Wuju spent the night at my father's house was known, and at this time, when my grandfather came home, he scolded my father, and then more than a dozen guys wearing red sleeves came, and they entered my father's house to search, to find evidence, indicating that Zhang Wuju is a cow, a ghost, a snake god, and must want to harm people.

The house is a mess, my father has always sat on the bed, I saw his little hands, moving under the bed, it was the talisman under Zhang Wuju, he carefully found it, last night my father saw it, what Zhang Wuju did before leaving.

After my father got the talisman, he carefully stuffed it into his trousers, and in the end, those red armbands, rummaged through the house, but found nothing, and at this time, after the leader had said something to my grandfather, he took a random one, and drew it crookedly, as evidence, and left.

Then Zhang Wuju put on the hat of a cow ghost and snake god, and he had to work in the fields every day to atone for his crimes, and basically, every week, he had to be criticized.

In this way, a month passed, and another child died in the pool, and Zhang Wuju would be tied to the big pillar of the village office at night, and there was a special person during the day to take him to work in the field, and he seemed very anxious.

One night, Zhang Wuju was asleep and woke up, it was my father, who seemed to be in a hurry and came over with a ball of rice.

"Eat, Lao Zhang."

Zhang Wuju took the rice with his tied hands, said thank you, and ate, he had to do heavy physical labor every day, and the rice was only batter, and he was very hungry every day, after eating, Zhang Wuju looked at my father.

"Xiao Zhang, be careful, you've recently blackened Yintang, don't go to the waterhole on the north side, have you made a note?"

My father nodded.

"By the way, Lao Zhang, are you really a cow ghost and snake god?"

Zhang Wuju shook his head and looked at my father very seriously.

"No, Xiao Zhang, I'm just passing through here."

Zhang Wuju's eyes were full of perseverance, my father nodded, trotted away, and then every night, my father would secretly send Zhang Wuju some food, the two talked and laughed, Zhang Wuju and my father said a lot, but about ghosts and gods, never mentioned.

Three months have passed, and the village's criticism of Zhang Wuju has become less and less, and it seems that he has lost interest, just treating him as a free laborer, but his actions are still restricted, and he is not allowed to move around freely, and he is still tied at night.

Gradually, the people in the village seemed to have forgotten about Zhang Wuju's matter, and Zhang Wuju asked my father to secretly take some talismans and put them around the waterhole, and there was no drowning for a long time.

But Zhang Wuju was still a little worried, he was observing my father's Yintang and his palmistry every day.

"Lao Zhang, don't keep talking about some gods, otherwise you will be fighting again."

Zhang Wuju smiled, he once warned some villagers not to go anywhere or something, found some reasons, and fooled the past, for example, one day let a certain villager, when not to go to the ground or something, but the villager went, fell hard in the field, and the pain could only go to the health center, gradually, many people listened to Zhang Wuju's instructions.

But Zhang Wuju always said that it was raining, it might be slippery, or something like that, and he fooled the past with some simple reasons, my father thought it was very strange and asked Zhang Wuju several times, but Zhang Wuju always kept silent.

"By the way, Xiao Zhang, you write down the location of the waterhole and press this thing under a big stone."

Zhang Wuju said, and took out a gossip copper coin, wearing a red rope and a small needle tied to it.

"Lao Zhang, it's this kind of thing again, what are you doing? Isn't there really a ......?"

My father said, looked around, and said in a small way.

"There's a ghost?"

Zhang Wuju's face was on the side, and he looked at my father seriously.

"It's okay not to mention this, no, Xiao Zhang, if you believe me, help me."

"Okay."

My father muttered, and then, according to the direction Zhang Wuju said, the next night, my grandfather was not at home, so he secretly went to the waterhole.

At this time, the surroundings of the waterhole seemed extremely quiet, not even a sound of insects and birds, my father carried an oil lamp, on the slippery side of the pool, found the direction that Zhang Wuju said, and buried the gossip small copper coin given by Zhang Wuju.

There was a terrible scream, full of resentment, and my father had no gap, it was the female ghost, who came out of the water, and with a pop, a pool of water rushed towards my father, and my father was so frightened that he almost fell into the pool.

I saw that there was a black touch on my father's body, on his back, and then my father came home and nothing happened.

The next day, my grandfather came back, and my father couldn't go to see Zhang Wuju at night, for several days, finally, on a sunny day, Zhang Wuju was working in the ground, and my grandfather took my father to pass by.

In an instant, Zhang Wuju's face changed, and I also saw that my father's body was bubbling with black gas, and the place above his head was covered by dark clouds, and then Zhang Wuju pinched his fingers, calculated, and his face changed greatly.

"Two days to go."

In an instant, Zhang Wuju dropped his hoe and wanted to go over, but suddenly, a shout sounded.

"What do you want to do? Keep working. ”

Zhang Wuju stood in place, looking around, and the twenty or thirty people who were resting all looked over, but he still resolutely chased after him, and violently, those people came over and held Zhang Wuju down.

In the evening, Zhang Wuju fought again.

"Captain, I didn't mean to, I'm too tired today, you see, I'm doing well, can you let me move freely, you see, my hand, if it's bolted, it's going to break."

Zhang Wuju held his wrist, which was already a little blackened, which was caused by being tied every night.

"Recently, I received a report that you are chattering, and from time to time you remind others, don't go anywhere, what do you want to do?"

The captain of the red armband said, and Zhang Wuju immediately shook his head.

"No, Captain, it's just that sometimes, it's slippery when it rains."

All night, Zhang Wuju was restless, he was very anxious, and my father didn't come over tonight, and then Zhang Wuju thought about it, but he still got rid of the rope to help him and ran towards my father's house.

In the end, it was exposed, Zhang Wuju was found before he ran to my father's house, and then he was arrested, tied up once, tied to the pillar again, and several more people took turns guarding him.

At night, my father actually got up on his own, as if he was fascinated, and I saw that his body was completely wrapped in black, and there was only one place he went, a green pool.

Zhang Wuju was anxious and very full of body, but this time, there were three people guarding him, playing cards and drinking wine, and after a long time, Zhang Wuju's face sank, and then immediately clenched his fists and glared at the three people.

With a bang, Zhang Wuju exuded golden light all over his body, broke the rope, and in an instant, he took out the magic sword and flew towards the three people, snapping three times, and stunned the three people, and he immediately strode towards the north.

At this time, my father, as if commanding others, removed the talismans arranged around him, dug up the gossip copper coin, and threw it into the pool.

With a grunt, accompanied by a burst of sinister laughter, the female ghost came out of the pool, and my father walked into the pool step by step.

Suddenly, my father came to his senses, raised his hands, screamed, and struggled in the pool.

"I love this scream of struggle, it's delicious."

The female ghost spoke, and began to pull my father into the water again and again, and then let go of him, letting him out of the water, but the whole time, I did not let my father drown immediately, as if venting all his grievances.

At this time, the barking of dogs was heard throughout the village, and the lights in the village, from house to house, were turned on.

"You evil beast, don't hurt your children."

Suddenly, with a loud roar, a golden gossip flew over, and with a snap, it hit the female ghost, Zhang Wuju walked like a green cloud, trampled in the air, holding a peachwood sword, and flew over.