When one man and one dog returned to the village, it was already past six o'clock in the morning. At present, it is the spring farming season, and the Wang family gets up very early every day, and it is time to go to the field. Wang Jin threw the dead snake into the yard, looking at the patterns on the snake's body, and people still felt extremely disgusted at this time.

Even if the snake is dead, people can be frightened when they suddenly see it. Thinking about how to deal with it, I haven't slept all night, people are already tired, and I just want to sleep for a while. Xiaobai had already gotten into his nest at this time and curled up in a ball to sleep.

Wang Jin opened the woven bag and looked at the corpse of the white pig, so that he had time to take a closer look. It turns out that the white pig is not only a fat guy, but also has sharp claws. The color of the coat is not pure white, it is a slight blue of the white race, and it is very beautiful in the sun, and it is extremely soft to the touch. Although I have never seen a high-end "fur" such as a mink coat. But this animal skin, made into a leather hat, leather gloves or something, should also be very comfortable, it is a pity to throw it away like this. And the dead serpent is not allowed to eat meat. This kind of poisonous snake is large, and there will be a lot of parasites in the body, and it will cause problems if you eat it. It's just snake gall, you can soak in wine, and I really haven't taken this snake gall. So he simply put the dead snake and the white pig's corpse into the bag, thinking that he would wake up and show it to his uncle, but he didn't open his eyes.

Wang Jin was sleeping soundly, and suddenly heard a dog barking, which woke him up. When he figured out what was going on, it was Xiaobai who kept calling in the yard, not knowing what was going on. When I walked to the yard to look, I saw the bag where the snake was placed, and I don't know when it had arrived in the yard. It seems that Xiaobai is idle and has nothing to take out. I saw Xiaobai's hair standing on end, and he screamed vigorously. Suddenly, the bag moved, and then I seemed to hear an extremely faint "hum".

Although the voice was extremely weak, I had just heard it last night, and an idea instantly occurred in Wang Jin's brain. As the bag suddenly moved again, Xiaobai bounced backwards, and Wang Jin unconsciously retracted his feet that had stepped out of the room.

Sure enough, after a series of "humming" sounds, the white pig actually got out of the woven bag. My day, this guy didn't die, he came back to life. Maybe the white pig didn't understand how he came to this place, and when he hesitated, he saw Xiaobai at a glance, so he pressed his nose to the ground and arched towards Xiaobai. Xiaobai's size was five or six times larger than this white pig, but he was shocked by this guy's momentum, and he didn't look like a hunting dog at all, so he turned around and ran. The white pig was behind, chasing Xiaobai unhurriedly. Xiaobai ran away in the yard without landing on all four claws. At this time, the gate of the courtyard was already closed when Wang Jin came back, and they couldn't run out. Wang Jin immediately looked around for something, trying to catch this guy.

Seeing that there was a broken basket at the base of the wall, Wang Jin went up and picked up the frame. Suddenly, I saw a pair of menacing eyes staring at him under the basket, and the basket in his hand was gone. The whole person took a few steps back, and when he looked again, it turned out that it was the Lai Gebao he caught last time, and he had been holding it with this basket for the past two days.

When he saw that he could finally see the light of day, the big toad was so anxious to flee for his life that he jumped a few times and got under the basket again. At this time, Wang Jin didn't have time to deal with the toad, he just wanted to find something to control the white pig first. When I looked left and right, I saw a dilapidated wooden box, and remembered that this was an antiquity that was a bit old. How many Buddhist shrines have been used in the family for many lifetimes. In the land of Sichuan, there has always been a tradition of paying tribute to ancestors, and every family has a similar box with a door on the box that can be nailed to the wall. When it is time to worship ancestors and gods, open the door, burn incense and worship, and close the service. Therefore, when they lived together in the hall and did not worship, they drank wine and ate meat, and their ancestors did not see it.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, this style of feudal superstition gradually faded. Wang Jinjia had already taken this Buddhist shrine off the wall and didn't need it anymore. It's just that the wood of this box, I don't know what material it is, is hard and heavy. It's also very practical to put it down and be a locker. So, I ran over and wanted to move the box and detain the white pig inside. Put some big rocks on it, and this guy won't be able to fly.

I didn't expect this wooden box to be so heavy, Wang Jin's one-meter-nine size was full of strength, and he could only pick it up for a while, if he wanted to detain the white pig, he couldn't. The white pig chased Xiaobai for a while, probably thinking it was not interesting, and it seemed that he was trying to find a shady place to hide. First he got into the weaving bag, probably saw the dead snake from last night, and turned his head and withdrew. He opened his mouth and bit the dead snake a few times, then let go of his mouth again. Thinking that the snake has been dead for half a day, it seems that the white pig does not eat dead snakes. The white pig looked at the dead snake, saw the basket at a glance, and went over and got into it.

I can only hear the basket, "Ah" in his life, the toad's cry is very miserable, Wang Jin knows that this toad is afraid that his life will not be guaranteed. For a long time, I saw that there was no movement in the basket. Wang Jin also slowly calmed down at this time. The heart said: Lao Tzu's territory, you can still turn the sky upside down. When he returned to the house, he took out the snake pliers. Go over and gently open the basket. The sight inside is really unexpected.

I saw that the white pig was sitting on the ground, and his two front paws were holding the toad and massaging him. The toad's eyes were closed, revealing a snow-white belly, and he looked very enjoyed. The white pig kept sticking out its pink tongue from its mouth and licking it back and forth on the toad. Wang Jin was shocked, this guy turned out to be so fond of poisonous things.

Wang Jin looked at it for a while, and then had a plan, so he walked over slowly, these two guys may be comfortable at this time, and they didn't pay attention to Wang Jin's meaning at all. Wang Jin suddenly stretched out the pliers, clamped the toad's thigh, and pulled hard. snatched a big toad from the white pig's arms. When the white pig saw that the toad in his arms was gone, he thought that the toad wanted to run, so he got up and chased after it. Wang Jin took three steps and made two steps, came to the wooden box, and threw the toad into it. When the white pig saw the toad in the box, he jumped in without thinking about it. Wang Jin went up and wanted to close the lid of the box, and thought about if the lid was closed. You can't see me, and I can't see you, I'm afraid I'll have to suffocate this white pig. Turning his head and seeing the iron grate of dried sweet potatoes, no matter how many there were, he copied it and buckled it on the box. Sure enough, when the white pig saw that he was trapped, he reached out his paws to scratch the iron grate. The iron bar of this grate is the thickness of chopsticks, so where can it be scratched for a while. Wang Jin stepped on the iron grate on the box with his foot, picked up the grinding disc by the wall, and pressed it directly on the top of the box. Seeing that the work was completed, he squatted down and gasped.