Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Living King Eight
The place where Yan Changsheng led us was in a rural-urban area. The ground was full of bricks and lime that had been torn down and rebuilt, and there were still many brick houses and iron houses.
All the villages are leaning against the foot of a mountain.
It is estimated that it will not take long to reach that place.
On the broken bricks and tiles, there are many makeshift shacks. Like the places where the scavengers lived on TV, there were many shacks, some of which stretched to the foot of the mountain.
There are a lot of grass piles along the way, which are used by the villagers to make fires for cooking.
"Boss Yan,"
I looked as I walked: "Why is there no one?" Is it the walking dead who are scared and gone? ”
"Nope!"
When Yan Changsheng heard this, he replied: "They are in ........" and paused: "They are in front!" ”
After speaking, he pointed to the position.
Not far ahead, a large number of people, all in Wuyangyang, formed a circle, as if they were watching something lively. They all pointed their fingers with a regretful expression.
Pushing aside the crowd, there was a person lying upright on the ground.
No, a female corpse.
He was twenty-one or twelve years old, and his blue cloth clothes covered him with a big belly that bulged high.
It was clear that she was pregnant.
The female corpse's basin was green, and foam flowed out of her mouth from time to time. There was also a puddle of wet stuff underneath him, emitting an unpleasant smell.
If you die of drinking pesticides, you will have incontinence before you die.
It's no wonder that the spectators are standing far away, leaving enough space around the female corpse.
In the clearing, two men, an old man and a young man, stood next to the female corpse.
The old man's face was pale and he didn't say a word, and the few who wanted to speak but didn't dare to say it, only pulled and pulled the sleeves of the old man's shirt. It seemed to beg him for something.
"Oh, isn't that the village chief?"
Yan Changsheng also squeezed to my side, glanced at the open space, and said again: "Isn't that the second daughter-in-law of the village chief?" What's wrong? ”
The village chief naturally didn't hear what Yan Changsheng said, and even if he heard it, he didn't bother to pay attention to him.
Only squatting on the ground, with a gloomy face, smoking one cigarette after another.
Yan Changsheng was about to go up and ask what was going on, but was pulled back by a hand.
"Boss Yan!"
There were people in the crowd who knew Yan Changsheng, and when they heard him speak, they recognized him: "Don't go up, go now, it's fatal!" ”
Yan Changsheng heard the tone of the villager, and looked at the ground again: "What? The evil of the death of the fragrance of flowers? Afraid of going up and getting infected? ”
"It's not!"
The villagers pulled him to the side of his death again: "Hua Xiang died of drinking pesticides and committed suicide." The village chief is in a bad mood, don't you see his face, who went up and hit the muzzle? ”
Yan Changsheng was right when he heard it, it was not good to go up and ask the east and west.
He asked the villagers: "Why does the flower drink pesticides?" ”
"This is the reason why the village chief is in a bad mood!"
The villager lowered his voice again: "I'll tell you Boss Yan, don't spread the word." ”
When I heard this, I smiled unkindly in my heart, and asked Yan Changsheng not to spread the word, just like not letting a living person eat.
Yan Changsheng nodded solemnly, looking like he was listening to gossip.
The villagers grabbed Yan Changsheng's ears and said a few words: "The fragrance of flowers steals people!" ”
"What? Steal people! ”
Yan Changsheng's voice suddenly became louder: "Can't it?!" Such an honest girl.................."
The villager covered his mouth at once: "My Boss Yan, why don't you go to CCTV to shout?" Let me tell you, Hua Xiang got involved with a high school student who dropped out of school in our village, and was caught and raped by the second child in bed two days ago, and the small group of babies lifted their pants and ran away. Hua Xiang was ashamed and angry at the time, grabbed a bottle of pesticide and poured it into her mouth. ”
"Ahh
Yan Changsheng listened quite enthusiastically: "What about later? ”
The villager said, "Isn't that what you see now?" Hua Xiang didn't know what to think, but she went to find the high school student with a big belly, but people wanted to break off with her, and the two quarreled fiercely in the shack. As soon as the fragrance of the flowers came out, I drank pesticides. ”
Yan Changsheng seems to have a good impression of the fragrance of flowers.
After listening to the words of the villagers, he was quite sorry, and looked at Huaxiang's corpse twice.
The villagers seemed to be addicted, and pulled Yan Changsheng to bite his ears for a while: "The village chief's family has bad feng shui, and their women have been stealing people for generations." This incident is difficult for their family to talk about, and it is a well-known secret to the people of the village. ”
When Yan Changsheng heard this, the soul of gossip was already burning.
Asked with interest, "What's the matter?" ”
The villagers' voices were very quiet: "I also listened to my grandmother, a few decades ago, the village chief was not born yet." At that time, there was often a black man in the village who came to collect rice. The village chief's mother and the black man went back and forth, and they actually got involved, and the two even drilled the rape field together. Later, there was the village chief, and everyone said that the village chief was stealing his life. ”
I'll go.
This is earth-shattering.
"There's more!"
The villagers also said that 30 years ago, when the village chief first got married. One day, when I passed by a stack of firewood and straw, I heard a woman's voice humming inside, and I was about to go to see it, but the stack of firewood and straw fell down.
Two people with fruit bodied bodies rolled out of it.
The village chief was still curious at the time, and glanced at it gloatingly, thinking that the lewd slut of which family couldn't help it so much, and ran outside to do it.
Who knew that this saw that the village chief's heart was cold.
Isn't it his daughter-in-law who was screaming just now, and now getting up from the ground in a posture of shame?
His daughter-in-law had a red scar on her buttocks, which she had brought from her mother's womb.
The village chief used to praise her daughter-in-law, saying that the scar looked like a peony.
Shangguan Wan'er in the Wu Zhou period was smashed in the head by Wu Zetian with a makeup box, and she used a needle to prick the scar on her forehead into a peony, just like the one on your buttocks.
Now, the scar is heart-wrenching.
Look at that adulterer again, isn't it the old bachelor who is angry and lazy in the village?
This old bachelor usually eats the relief of the village chief, but now he actually hooked up with other people's daughters-in-law. The village chief picked up a wooden stick and went up.
His daughter-in-law still stopped him from fighting, and the three of them quarreled.
This quarrel attracted the whole village. At that time, more than half of the people witnessed his daughter-in-law's sashimi fruit body and the sexy ass of the old bachelor.
Since then, the village chief has another nickname.
At that time, it was not popular to green hat grassland or anything, it was only called the living king.
It can be seen that the village chief's popularity is not very good, and the villagers said in a gloating tone: "This living king is also sad, there is no woman in the family who does not steal people, and now there are one after another dead people, unlucky." There is a lot of looting of the people's fat and ointment, and retribution is coming. ”
As soon as I heard it, one after another?
I'm a sensitive person, so I asked the villagers why you hate the village chief so much, as if he was unlucky.
The villagers were not taboo, and said bluntly: "Whoever let him fill his own pockets, I am the only one in my family, and he won't give me a five-guarantee household if I want to." Thought I didn't know about him? I just want to keep a place for my own lame second uncle! Hmph, this kind of person deserves it! ”
Depend on!
I glanced at this villager and thought to myself, you are a young man, with hands and feet, don't you know how to go out and work hard? What to eat for five households.
Yan Changsheng listened to half of the gossip and was very unhappy to be interrupted by me.
Seeing that I didn't say anything, I hurriedly came over and asked, "In addition to the fragrance of flowers?" Still dead? ”
"Isn't it?"
The villagers got together with Yan Changsheng again: "Boss, do you know? I usually think that I am very rich, and I show off my might...... He contracted a mine in Shanxi, but as soon as the construction started last month, he was buried alive. and the third child of their family, who was bitten by a mad dog. Rabies can't be cured, and I can't think of jumping into the reservoir for a while. ”
I hurriedly asked, "When did all this happen?" ”
The villager said: "Last year and this year, in just these two years, the village chief's family will die. Shouldn't he be unlucky? ”
The face of this villager is crooked, he loves to say right and wrong, and his lips are thin and mean.
Usually if you want to have a heart-to-heart or something, you must not do it.
It's okay to inquire about things, and I'm looking for this kind of person.
He poured beans into a bamboo tube and told all the things about the village chief, and I came up with clues. No, this is quite similar to Sister Pei's family, several children have died in a year, and there is a problem with the cliff.
Sister Pei is a family house feng shui problem, and the village chief .....?
I asked the villagers, "What do you mean by the village chief's bad feng shui?" Seems like you know what to do? ”