Strange things happened that night, at the third watch that night, Wu Qingkang's big black dog barked non-stop, Wu Qingkang's father went out to check with the wind lantern, and found nothing, but the dog just barked at the yard, his father kicked the big black dog, the big black dog chirped a few times and hid in the kennel, and his father went back to the house to sleep. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Soon after lying down, I suddenly heard a miserable howl outside, the sound was from the big black dog, Wu Qingkang and his father have raised this big black dog for almost ten years, and have never heard it bark like this, for a while both of them got up from the bed, and went to the yard to check with their clothes, the old couple saw a terrifying scene, the big black dog fell to the ground and kept twitching, the dog's head had been smashed flat, and a lot of dog blood was shed, and there was a flat pole next to the dog's corpse.

Wu Qingkang's father thought that he had offended someone, so he took revenge on the family, so he killed his dog, so he scolded a few words at the courtyard gate, and after a while, he saw that there was no movement, so he calmed down, dragged the body of the big black dog into the house, and slept with his wife.

But when this happened, how could the old couple sleep? The two of them covered the quilt and widened their eyes to listen to the movement outside.

Suddenly, there was a sound of saws sawing wood in the dark night, Wu Qingkang's father is a carpenter, so there are a lot of such carpenter tools at home, but who will be sawing wood in the middle of the night?

At this time, Wu Qingkang's mother heard the voice coming from Wu Qingkang's house, and hurriedly urged his father to go over and have a look.

Wu Qingkang's father put on his clothes, lit the wind lamp and went down to the kang, and listened to the door of Wu Qingkang's room, and sure enough, the sound came from inside.

He knocked lightly on the door and shouted Wu Qingkang's name a few times, but there was no response inside, but the sound of sawing wood never stopped.

"Squeak-squeak-" endlessly, Wu Qingkang's father was in a hurry, pushed the door hard, and then the door opened, and it turned out that there was no door inside.

His father was about to ask what was the matter, when he saw a figure standing tall in the dark room, his arms swinging, and the sound of sawing wood rang rhythmically with the swing of his arms.

His father hurriedly took a few steps forward, raised the wind lamp and took a closer look, only to see Wu Qingkang stepping on a pestle, tiptoeing, holding a saw in both hands to saw the wooden beam on the roof of the house.

His father was furious and scolded, and was about to step forward to pull Wu Qingkang down, but at this moment, Wu Qingkang stopped sawing wood in his hand, and suddenly turned his head to look at his father, with a weird smile on his face.

His father later told the people in the village that he saw Wu Qingkang's eyes emitting a faint yellow light, and for some reason, he couldn't move on his two feet, and stood there dumbfounded, watching his son make a weird smile towards him.

At this moment, the wooden beam with the thickness of the bucket suddenly made a crisp "click" sound, and one end of the wooden beam was broken and smashed directly on Wu Qingkang's head.

Wu Qingkang's father watched Wu Qingkang fall off the pestle, lying on the ground motionless, and when he reacted and his legs could move, he ran over and picked up Wu Qingkang and saw that the person was dead.

Wu Qingkang's father sent the white-haired man to the black-haired man, it was really painful, and the old couple cried all night, but they couldn't save their son's life.

After the grief, Wu Qingkang's father recalled some strange things that happened that night, and felt that Wu Qingkang's death was not simple, and there must be something hidden in it.

In the morning, he went out to report the funeral, but inadvertently found that the body of the dog he dragged into the house last night was missing.

The child's burial is a big matter, and a dog's corpse is a small matter, so he didn't pursue it at that time.

Just before noon, the people of the village came to report to Wu Qingkang and his father, saying that when someone went to the waterhole in front of the lion guarding the mountain at the foot of Longshan Mountain, he saw his big black dog drowning in the waterhole, and the big guys were working together to catch it on the shore.

Wu Qingkang's father sighed in his heart, he knew that the big black dog was knocked to death by a flat pole last night, not drowned in a pool, this matter is strange everywhere, it is definitely not man-made, it should have offended some injustice.

The so-called heavenly secret cannot be revealed, and his father buried this matter deep in his heart, but since then, there has been an anonymous tablet for worship in the family, praying that the enemy will not come to seek revenge again.

Since then, nothing strange has happened, Wu Qingkang and his father have lived a widowed life since then, until the night before his father died, he had a dream, in which a middle-aged woman with a burden on her head told him that she also had a son, and when drinking water in the waterhole in front of the lion guarding the mountain at the foot of Longshan, he was knocked to death by Wu Qingkang with a flat pole, and the body was thrown in the waterhole in front of the lion.

Wu Qingkang's father wanted to ask who killed his child, and suddenly a puff of green smoke drifted by, and the middle-aged woman disappeared, but saw a huge yellow skin running into the distance.

After waking up from the dream, Wu Qingkang's father suddenly realized that he finally understood the cause of Wu Qingkang's death, although the middle-aged woman did not say it explicitly, but everything was already the truth.

This story has always been buried deep in Wu Zhiyuan's heart, when he was young, he only regarded it as a story, and never thought that it would be true, but what he has seen and heard now should be true.

After briefly telling Zhang Zefang about this story, Zhang Zefang nodded and pondered: "Huangpizi is already psychic, if he cultivates well, he will indeed have the possibility of becoming a refinement." However, although they have revenge, but there is no unprovoked hatred, like this time we met this yellow skin, it should be a rare demonic thing, most of the yellow skin still understands the world, is reasonable. ”

Then, Zhang Zefang succinctly told a story about Huang Pizi that he had heard.

Zhang Zefang's grandmother is middle-aged and widowed, has been living alone, in her later years, the family raised a few chickens, the old man is more than eighty years old, life is hard, it is not easy, I wanted to rely on raising a few chickens to lay eggs, but I didn't expect that one day she found that the chicken in the chicken pen was inexplicably missing one, the chicken pen was strong on all sides, and the chickens inside would never run out.

She was puzzled until the next morning, when she found that there was one less chicken in the hensty.

The old man was very angry, so he caught the chicken thief, so he pretended to go to bed that night with the lights out, but secretly leaned on the window and watched the situation of the chicken pen in the yard.

That night was the moon and the stars were scarce, the yard was very bright, until the fourth watch, there was no abnormality near the chicken pen, the old man was sleepy, thinking that the chicken thief would not come tonight, and was about to go to sleep, when he saw a cat-like animal out of nowhere into the yard.

The animal had shorter limbs than a cat and was longer than a cat. The old man has been through too much, and he recognized it at a glance.

She saw the yellow-skinned man sneaking up to the chicken pen, and knew that it was not wrong that the first two chickens had been stolen by her, so she opened the window and shouted outside.