?? In the past, I might have really believed that after going through so many things, sometimes I didn't even believe the people around me, everyone was within the range of suspicion, and this thing was closely related to him, and now I happened to be here, to say that it has nothing to do with him, even I don't believe it.

Ye Hai kept looking at me and Meng Changqing's expressions, and when he saw that we didn't answer for a while, he ran out of the window, and then disappeared.

I was about to chase it, but Meng Changqing stopped chasing me.

The old man then came in tremblingly, yawned and asked, "Master Meng, what's wrong?" ”

Meng Changqing smiled and said, "We're here to ask about the weir pond." ”

In addition to the grandfather and second grandmother who have been forbearing, there are two old people in the village who are more educated, one is Grandpa Ye who likes to talk about "Romance of the Gods", and the other is this old man.

The old man had gone out before, and because he was not mixing well outside, he came back and raised a mule.

Because the nearby villages had not built major roads before, they were all rugged mountain roads, and if each family wanted to burn coal, they had to carry a burden over several mountains and buy coal in a black coal mine on the other side of the mountain.

Later, several families in the village began to raise mules, and gradually, mules took the place of people to go over the mountains and mountains to camel coal, and people followed to take care of the mules, and requisitioned the mules for a day, only need to pay a little wages.

Therefore, the people who had mules at the head of the house at that time were relatively comfortable in the village, and their status was comparable to that of the second grandmother.

However, his mule once fell to the bottom of the hill and died, and then he became a farmer with peace of mind, and then asked him to raise a mule, he shook his head and said that he would not raise a mule in the future, and asked him why, and he said that after a long time, he had feelings, and if he fell to his death again, it would be the same as a dead son.

The people in the village are good things, and the feelings with the mules are regarded as a laughing stock by some good people, and some people who like to joke joke when they see him joked: "Money bald, you really don't plan to raise a little son anymore?" ”

Every now and then, he would smile and smoke, never talking, and then the villagers thought it was boring, so they didn't talk about it.

The old man found two places for us to sit down, then took off a warm hat from his head, revealing his big bald head, and then said to us, "Are you asking about the weir pond?" ”

We said, "Why do you say that the weir is dirty?" ”

The old man glanced at Meng Changqing twice, picked up his pipe from the side and smoked it, and after taking a few puffs of white smoke, he said: "You two are both people who are going to become immortals, so I won't stop you, anyway, you will know sooner or later." ”

After speaking, the old man took another puff of cigarette and said: "When I was young, I went outside for a while, and when I went out, I brought a thousand yuan with me, because I had a little money on me, I didn't want to go to work, and I ate my old book every day, and then the money became less and less, so I wanted to find some money." At that time, there was a special gambling place in the town, I went to try my luck a few times, and I started to win, so I wanted to win more, and then I lost, and I wanted to get back to my capital, and the final result was that I didn't have any money left. ”

"I didn't have any money on me, I couldn't even find a place to stay, there was a special place for people to sleep, and it only cost a dollar a night to sleep, but I didn't have a penny on me, so I squatted at the door of that place, trying to hide from the snow. There was another man next to me, who was in a better position than me, and he looked at me and told me that he was going to leave tonight, and that he would let me go to his place in the middle of the night, and he promised that he would not be there. ”

"I thought he was making fun of me, so I ignored him, but he said that I had a red face, and that there was a happy event when I saw it, and then he reached out and touched my forehead, and said that in five hours, two people with sacks will pass by the door, and you follow them, snatch them down, and you will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life."

Speaking of which, the old man's addiction to smoking came up again, and he lowered his head and smoked.

I waited for him, and when he didn't speak for a long time, I asked, "What happened later?" ”

Then he took the pipe from his mouth and said: "Later, in the middle of the night, I remembered the night, so I ran to the side of the road to pee, and when I came back, I looked at the man next to me, he was really gone, and there was only a pile of torn clothes left underground." ”

Getting up late means going to the toilet, which is our dialect here.

"I thought it was strange and thought that he must not have gone on his own, or his clothes would have been torn. I knocked on the door and asked the people in the house, and the people in the house told me that there was a leopard here, and when the leopard was hungry, it would come to the town to forage for food, because there were often homeless people resting outside the shop, and the leopards often came here to bite people, and several of them had died. ”

"At that time, I was startled when I heard this, and I was too busy to get up and dare not rest here, but he knew that he was going to die before, so why didn't he leave? That's what I was thinking about, and I remembered that he said that if I grabbed the sacks of passers-by for a while, I would have no worries about food and clothing. At that time, I had nothing anyway, so I decided to take a gamble and squatted on the side of the road to stand guard. At about three o'clock, I really saw two monkey spirits and monkey spirits walking over with sacks, I thought they were carrying money in the sacks, so I followed, and when I was about to leave the town, I ran up and grabbed their sacks and ran. After getting rid of them, I opened the sack and saw that there was money inside, and it was a white fox. ”

"Fox fairy?" Meng Changqing interjected at this time.

There are five immortals in folklore, fox fairy, willow fairy, yellow fairy, white fairy, gray fairy, these five creatures are very intelligent, we have seen a yellow fairy who calls himself Huang Er's uncle before, and the big black snake willow fairy from which the name of the snake head village comes from, and now there is a fox fairy. Formation name service brother.

Meng Changqing interjected, and then stopped bothering, and the old man continued: "At that time, I was thinking, let me snatch a fox, why can I have no worries about food and clothing in the next life?" I was about to throw it away, but when I thought about it and I were alone now, I left it behind. The old man smiled as he spoke, "Oh, it's really a trick, after I saved it, it ran away early the next morning, and I scolded it for this heartless thing, but in the evening, it came back and gave me a few pieces of money." At that time, I was blinded by money, so I instructed it to bite more and more, and if I walked more at night, I would hit a ghost, and then someone found out which amount was too large, and some people followed it to find us, and almost killed me there, and their hair was burned off for me at that time. ”

"You're back after that?" I asked.

The old man said, "When I came back, I didn't want to do farm work, so I told the little white fox that I didn't want to do heavy farm work, so I said it casually, and after hearing this, he ran out again that night, and came back on the third night, and brought back a mule." ”

"I was scared enough at the time, so I asked who it stole from, and it cut a long line in the ground, and I understood, it said that the mule was obtained from a long distance and would not be discovered." The old man said slowly, "You probably know what happened after that, and I basically live on that mule." ”

I asked, "What about the little white fox?" ”

At this, the old man chattered his teeth, took a bite of the handle of his pipe, and said in a trembling voice, "Dead, drowned in the weir pond by me." ”

I was stunned when I heard this, the little white fox had suffered with him, and he was so kind to him, why did he drown him?

Not only me, but Meng Changqing was also quite puzzled.

The old man lowered his head and smoked, and his thoughts seemed to have been immersed in that era, and he couldn't get out.

"Old man?" Meng Changqing tried to call him.

The old man raised his head slightly and said, "At that time, Li Dahai just came to the township, and when he came to my house to drink tea, he saw the little white fox once."

Li Dahai, the Duan Gong who died, actually had his shadow in it.

"After he saw the little white fox, he pulled me aside and told me that the little white fox has a very strong evil spirit, and his eyes have turned green, which is the prelude to turning into a demon."

Zhao Sansan said before that there are no demons in the world, foxes are foxes, and they will never become people, which is the essence of the problem. Even if the spirit is opened and some abilities are mastered, at most, it can only conjure up a humanoid phantom, which cannot withstand scrutiny and wear.

"You believed him?" Meng Changqing said.

The old man shook his head and said, "Of course not, I have suffered with it, I have played with it, and of course I will not listen to others."