When the moon passes midnight, the time is gone, and it is the fifth day of the first month.

On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, it is also known as the "Breaking Five", the Spring Festival, which is considered a paragraph, and everything is gradually returning to the state before the New Year. As for saying that "before the first month is the year", it is a saying that is connected to the Shangyuan Festival. Normally, after the fifth day of the new year, the "year" is considered to be over.

When "breaking five", there is a custom of "driving out the five poor". The so-called five poor are five kinds of poor ghosts, including the poor in wisdom, the poor in learning, the poor in literature, the poor in life, and the poor in friendship. The first four are easy to understand, so what is "handing over poverty"? There is an explanation in Han Yu's inside, the text says, "Grinding the muscles and bones, spitting out the heart and liver, I can wait for it, and I have a grudge." It means that I treat my friends with all my heart and pour out my longing for the prime minister, but my friends treat me like an enemy. This is called "handing over the poor".

Han Yu is a reader, and his witty writing is used to laugh at himself, and he writes very politely, using "send". The ordinary people don't have such a good face to give alms to these poor ghosts, and they don't count with the word "rush" alone, and they don't prepare dry food boats and carts like Han Yu, but they light firecrackers and pick up brooms, and they are scared and beaten, driving the poor ghosts out of the house.

However, Huzi and Mr. Peng didn't have the heart to chase out the poor ghosts, they had other important things to do. On the night of the third day of the Lunar New Year, after Mr. Peng supervised the villagers to burn the duck eggs, he spent a lot of effort to bury charms around the village and lay out a simple formation. The function of this formation is the same as that of the outermost formation of the Sun Temple, which is used to warn, but it is much simplified. With this formation, the big creatures that come out of the formation in the middle of the night will touch the formation. And when the formation is forcibly broken, the warning will also be fed back to the person who sets up the formation.

According to the results of Mr. Peng's check, in fact, there should have been another gray ghost who broke out on the night of the third year of junior high school. But Mr. Peng saved the woman's life with the method of cracking, and the gray ghost in the womb was also burned to ashes, and the spell caster who could not wait for the gray ghost to come and see it would definitely come to check it. Since the formation was arranged, Mr. Peng arranged that he and Huzi would take turns sleeping and resting at night, and the awake person would be responsible for monitoring the activities of the formation.

Mr. Peng has his own intentions in this design. In Mr. Peng's mind, since the caster of the spell did not take the living back to cultivate the gray ghosts, he must not have the ability, let alone the courage. These rats will definitely hide themselves very well, and they have never waited for their gray ghosts to look for him, even if they have doubts in their hearts and want to check, they will never dare to come to Baimiaogou in broad daylight.

But this is a pain for the father and son, especially Huzi. Vigils are the most boring of all, and you have to be mentally strong and you can't put your thoughts elsewhere. Staring at a bell for half a night is really a rather boring thing. The most hateful, in order to be able to arrange it in time, this formation was simplified by Mr. Peng, and it was not as accurate as the formation of Sun Hill Temple. But whenever something big comes in, it will definitely trigger the formation. Although they have warned the people in the village not to go out at night, it is winter, and it is inevitable that some large beasts will be hungry, and they will go to the village in the middle of the night to pick a chicken or steal a sheep. This bell always rings!

On one occasion, it wasn't a wolf that had left the pack, but an old fox of a very large size - even it could trigger the circle! Huzi was so disgusting in his heart, he gritted his teeth with hatred for the evil man, and he couldn't wait to scrape him alive with his own hands.

Seeing that it was about to pass, Huzi was just about to beckon Mr. Peng to get up in the middle of the night, when the small bell hanging on the red line of the copper coin rang again.

Hu Zixin said that this is another unlucky beast that broke into the village and told me that I can't sleep peacefully? Complaining is complaining, but he didn't dare to slack off, he took the Miao knife in his hand, and gently pushed open the door and touched it out. If you are not afraid of 10,000, you are afraid of what if, although this bell has lied many times, but what if it is the thief who comes this time?

Taking advantage of the gloomy night, relying on his eyesight to be much stronger than ordinary people, the tiger leaned against the wall and slipped in the direction pointed by the bell. In fact, the upper room is the safest, the light body is not bad, over the wall of the house through the eaves and the like, it can be done like a civet cat without the slightest sound.

But his hands and feet are as light as a cat, and his body is much heavier than a cat. This village is full of poor people, and ninety percent of the houses are straw roofs of mud embryos. On the night of the third year of junior high school, he heard the bell ringing, and he did come to the room. But when Hu Zifei went to the house, he used light body kung fu to use his feet to force his feet, and he actually trampled on the roof of the house that had been in disrepair for a long time. Fortunately, the couch is on the top of the hall, if the couch is the inner room, do not wait for the spring to open and repair the roof, the house will not be able to live in.

With the lessons of the previous time, Huzi really didn't dare to take any more risks to test whether these houses were not strong. You can only be light-handed, try to hide your figure, and lean towards the goal.

He thought it was some kind of wolf, wild boar, roe deer and the like, and it would be a matter of expelling it. He didn't think that when he walked around a corner on the road, he saw a ball of white flowers rolling against the ground.

The ball didn't seem to find the tiger, so the tiger hurriedly hid behind a house, and poked out half of his head to watch.

The round ball was indeed straight and straight along the road, and it was still far away, and Huzi didn't see it very clearly, but he saw a white and swaying ball. When it gets closer, the tiger looks stupid! What a round ball, it's clearly a living person!

It's cold, and it's the middle of winter. Although it is the end of the Spring Festival, this is outside the customs. At this time, every morning, the car collecting the corpses can find a few "lying down" in the city. What do you mean by "lying down"? Those who have no place to live and die on the street in the middle of the night are called "lying down".

But even so, the person who came up and down was only wearing a small belly pocket, and he didn't know what it looked like to be cold. This man is a man, about six feet tall, nearly four feet waist, and is unusually fat, looking at this little about three hundred pounds. The arms and thighs are round, and the back, buttocks, and thighs are all exposed, unobstructed. It seems that this man not only does not feel cold, but also does not know what shame is.

Because he was lying on the ground and sniffing twice, he stood up and took two steps, so when Huzi first saw him, he thought it was a white ball.

The man sniffed on the ground like a dog for a long time before he stood up. When he was together, Huzi saw it clearly, but Huzi felt so awkward. This man was a big bald head, with a neck submerged in fat and a big belly. Wearing a particularly large gold chain belly pocket, the chest, belly and crotch are blocked, embroidered with a lion rolling hydrangea, a very common auspicious pattern, embroidered with such a large stitch but still very dense, it can be seen that the embroidery is extraordinary. Look down, it's barefoot!

At this time, the person who came was only a foot away from Huzi, and he hadn't found Huzi yet. Huzi really saw it, this person is not afraid of the cold. A pair of feet are all purple and blue from the cold, and there are several cuts on the skin and flesh, which should be chilblains. Since his body is afraid of the cold, but he has to dress up like this, either he has practiced some strange exercises that need to mutilate his body, or he ...... I'm afraid this person is not a fool, is he?

But the most ridiculous thing is this person's facial features. His nose is a nose, his eyes are eyes, and he doesn't say anything about it alone, but they all look in the wrong place—his ears are high and low, his face is as big as a small curtain, and his eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose are all squeezed into a small fist-sized place in the middle of his face, which looks very funny.

As the man's head turned, Huzi realized that the person who came was not bald, and he had a pinch of "money rat tail" on the back of his head.

This kind of hairstyle is very rare these days. Now when you go out into the streets, most of the men have shaved a moon gate on their foreheads, and their hair is kept back on the top of their skull, and they are combed in a big braid. Although it is also ugly, it is not as disgusting as the money rat tail. This is the rule set when the Manchu Qing Dynasty first entered the customs, keep the head without hair, and keep the hair without the head. At that time, in order to reduce the Han people's perception of their own nationality, and in order to determine the identity of the Han people as second-class citizens, all men had to shave their hair, and they left a copper coin-sized piece of hair on the back of their head and braided it into a braid like a rat's tail. As for the "moon gate" hairstyle that is common today, it has evolved over the years. In the twenty or thirty years when the Qing Dynasty was first founded, it was still a sin to kill the head.

"Flutter"! As the visitor fell to the ground, Huzi felt the ground under his feet tremble slightly. In fact, it was just some flying snow, and the feeling under his feet was all the fantasy in Huzi's heart. But who has to think like this here, where is this living person? This is clearly a mountain of meat!

"Roshan" pressed his face to the ground, his nose twitched, and sniffed the ground carefully.

This move made Huzi lift his heart. He saw it just now, this fat man came all the way here, smelled it and ran a few steps. Although the night is thick, not everyone has such eyesight as Huzi, but if the person who came really has an abnormal sense of smell, then at such a close distance, he will definitely notice that Huzi is not far from him.

But this fat man was unaware of the existence of the tiger, and he still sniffed so intently. After a while, he lifted up, dusted off the snow on his hands and belly pocket, and cracked his mouth and laughed twice: "Hehe, I found it!" ”

Hearing this movement, Huzi had goosebumps all over his body. If you close your eyes and listen, this person's timbre is a very clear and clear child's voice, like a boy who has not changed his voice. But coupled with the dignity of the person, Huzi's heart was filled with an indescribable disgust.

At the same time, Huzi couldn't help but wonder in his heart: Is this person really a thief who stole the ghost family's door control technique? Or is it just a fool who passes by by accidentally? If he is really a thief who planted gray ghosts...... It's a little ridiculous.

After laughing, the fat man stopped lying on the ground, as if confirming the direction. He trotted along the village path to the other end of the village.

Huzi was afraid that he would chase too closely and disturb him, so he stayed a foot and a half behind him, and followed the comers without hurry.

This village is not big, and it didn't take long for "Roshan" to run to the head of the village. Huzi's heart was put down: Oh! Or I'm too preoccupied, just a fool passing by by chance. He had just turned around to go to sleep when he heard the sound of digging coming from the entrance of the village.

With a move in his heart and a moment of curiosity, Huzi looked back and couldn't help but gasp! He hurriedly pulled out his knife and shouted: "Thief, stop!" ”

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