015 The Scourge of Wangcun

Hong Wu told the story, and the story is probably like this:

A few days ago, an old friend of the red-eyed old man came to visit. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 infoThis person's name is Xiangdi Xian.,It's a dragon point.、Feng Shui Mr. who is proficient in the art of Kanyu.,When he was young, he first entered the Xuan Realm and befriended the old man with red eyebrows.,Very affectionate.。

The old man is happy to see friends from afar. Xiangdi Immortal was full of gloom, and he didn't have time to reminisce about the past with his old friends, so he was busy telling a strange thing to the red-eyed old man.

It turned out that after retiring to the rivers and lakes, Xiangdixian returned to his hometown Huang County for retirement.

One day, one of his distant relatives found him after asking around and asked Hibiki to go to their village anyway. Xiangdi Xian asked the reason, it turned out that this relative named Lao Cui Tou lived in the deep mountains dozens of miles away from Huang County, and their village was called Wangcun, where hundreds of people lived, living in isolation from the world like a paradise of rural life.

The bizarre happened one evening. The villagers who were busy with farm work leaned on an old locust tree in the village in twos and threes to enjoy the shade and chat, and suddenly there was movement behind them, everyone stood up and looked back at the old locust tree that made the movement, and looked at it for a while but did not find anything abnormal.

At this time, a villager with some insight said, "This is an earthquake, and it has shaken the tree." ”

Another villager retorted: "Just now, it was clear that only the trees were moving, and the ground had not moved at all." By the way, the old locust tree you pouted and leaned on, wouldn't it be your kid who let out a fart and shook the tree, right? ”

Everyone talked nonsense, and then returned to the root of the tree and sat down, continuing the small talk of the Li family.

After a while, the vibration came again, much stronger than the first, and immediately there was a heavy wheezing sound like that of a ploughing ox from the ground beneath the locust tree.

Everyone suddenly seemed to be sitting on a cactus, and they jumped up in unison, the crowd exploded, and the old and young masters were surprised to talk about the old locust tree:

"Did you just hear that?" One asked.

"Hear me clearly! The old locust tree seems to be talking! One person replied.

"Fuck you! I could clearly hear the cows barking, and it was the kind of cry that was laborious when ploughing! Another said.

"That's not right! That's not a cow bark! I've been fucking herding cows for decades, and I'm all too familiar with the sound of cows. Definitely not a cow bark! Another retorted.

Old Cui Tou has been sitting on the mill opposite the old locust tree and smoking dry cigarettes, and everything that happened just now is in his eyes.

The first time the tree moved he was far away from it, the second time he felt it, and the wheezing sound was heard even more vividly. Old Cui Tou frowned, extinguished his cigarette, and stood up from the grinding plate. Everyone's eyes fell on him, everyone knew that this old Cui Tou was not an ordinary person, I heard that when he was young, he learned the craft from the Taoist master, and the villagers would look for him whenever something evil happened.

Lao Cui Tou lifted the cigarette gun, walked into the crowd with his hands behind his back, and everyone dodged away in turn, only to see Lao Cui Tou pacing around the tree, while looking at the quiet old locust tree at this time and pondering.

At this time, a faltering white-bearded old man walked from the west entrance of the village. Just now, his grandson was also next to the locust tree, and when he saw that something strange had happened, he hurriedly ran home and called his grandfather out to see the freshness.

The old man looked at everyone and raised his throat with vicissitudes of life: "You young descendants! I told you a long time ago that this old locust tree has spirituality and is the protective deity of our village, and when I was a child, the villagers burned incense and worshiped under the tree. What about you guys? Not to pee on it, but to talk about some foul language in front of the sacred tree that is inappropriate for children! You are blaspheming the gods! Now that's it! The gods are angry! Wait... Wait! The old man shook his head again and again, and then pulled his grandson back.

After the white-bearded old man left, the discussion became more intense, and a young villager pointed to a man next to him and shouted, "That's you!" Last time, you told me at the old locust tree: You went to Widow Li's house to borrow a rolling stick, and asked if anyone had anything thicker? Widow Li said no, there is only one at home. Then you said, Widow Li is really difficult for you, just keep such a thin stick to live, and then you flirt with others, saying that you have thick roots, which is better than this rolling stick! Why don't you take it out and show it to Widow Li? As he spoke, you nasty embryo really began to unzip his pants and pull out his gun. made Widow Li cry and shout at her mother that she was slighted by you! Such obscene words were heard by the gods of the old locust tree! You're going to be out of luck! ”

The man was exposed in public, he was furious, he rolled up his sleeves and was about to beat people, but he was stopped by the villagers on the side, and he was suddenly in a mess.

At this time, Lao Cui Tou coughed, and everyone quieted down, and some villagers asked him: "Old Cui Tou, have you seen any doorways after going around the old locust tree several times?" ”

Old Cui Tou didn't say anything, but bent down with a dry tobacco gun and drew a circle on a radius of about ten feet from the old locust tree. Then he wrote something in the circle. Then he straightened up and said to the villagers, "You all listen to me!" Don't step into this circle for half a step! ”

The villagers exchanged words for a while, and someone asked, "What the hell is wrong with the tree?" Could it be that you have become a refiner? ”

Lao Cui Tou glared at the bull's eye and scolded: "If you want to live, do what I say!" If you don't believe in evil, just let me fart! Other sensei questions, it's useless to ask! With that, he picked up his cigarette stick and walked towards the house.

The villagers were still quite convinced by Lao Cuitou's words, so they pointed at Lao Cuitou's back, nodded again and again, and went home one after another.

At about ten o'clock that night, a terrible woman's scream pierced the quiet and serene village.

The villagers got up one after another, armed bare-chested and rushed out of their houses. I saw the daughter-in-law of the Wang family, kneeling in front of the old locust tree, crying heartbreakingly.

Lao Cui Tou carried the lamp and followed everyone to the old locust tree. At first glance, several women in the crowd fainted on the spot, and the men were also frightened enough to keep retreating.

I saw that Wang Bangou, the child of the Wang family, seemed to have been twisted by a meat grinder, and the flesh and blood were blurred in the roots of the old locust tree, and a strong blood filled the air. Lao Cui frowned, and passed the lamp through the large circle he had drawn. I saw that in the soil around the old locust tree, dozens of holes of all sizes appeared, and some of the holes still had blood stains left on the edges.

Old Cui Tou turned his head and said angrily: "Who told him to climb the tree?" ”

At this time, the daughter-in-law of the Wang family had lost her mind, and looked at the corpse of her tragically dead son with a dull expression and was silent.

The younger sister of the Zhao family next door to the Wang family spoke: "I heard the half-dog in my house telling his mother that his whistle was lost in the village, and then the daughter-in-law of the Wang family asked him to sleep, and he will look for it tomorrow." Then I went to sleep, but I didn't expect an accident in less than half an hour, I guess it was this naughty egg who quietly smeared the house and ran out..."

"Alas!" Old Cui Tou sighed when he heard this.

At this moment, a rustling sound came from the soil beneath the roots of the old locust tree again. Everyone exclaimed and retreated, and the old Cui Tou shouted: "Go and catch a rooster!" ”

When a villager heard this, he turned around and ran back to the house to catch a chicken. Old Cui Tou took the rooster and kitchen knife and couldn't help but say that he cut off the chicken's head. Chicken blood gushed out, and Lao Cuitou kept swaying the chicken along the old locust tree, and the words in his mouth were full of chicken blood. After sprinkling a circle, the old locust tree, which was still about to move just now, settled down. Lao Cui Tou asked someone to take a straw mat, wrapped the body of Wang Bangou, and handed it to the relatives of Wang's daughter-in-law.

Panic spread like a plague.

The villagers were excited, and a young strong man scolded: "His mother's old locust tree has become a fine!" Eat people! Old and young masters, let's go! Let's go home and copy the guy and root this dog's demon tree! ”

When everyone heard this, they felt relieved, and they responded one after another, and they were going home to get the guy. Lao Cui stopped drinking and stopped everyone. Then he kicked the young man in the ass and yelled, "Fuck your shit!" Do you want to kill our whole village? After speaking, he said to the villagers: "It's still the same sentence!" If you want to live, don't go near this old locust tree! It's not too early, let's all disperse, and I'll talk about it tomorrow! ”

When this happened, people were panicked, how could anyone dare not listen to Lao Cuitou, so everyone scattered as birds and beasts and hid in the house to sleep.

In the early morning of the next day, someone shouted at the village: "It's not good, come on, the old Cui Tou of the dog is running away!" ”

When the villagers heard this, they ran to Lao Cuitou's house, and when they looked, they saw that Lao Cuitou was gone. Everyone was talking nonsense, and one person scolded: "His grandmother's leg!" Old Cui, this is a big disaster, and he will fly first! ”

One person replied, "Isn't it?" The old grandson must have seen the death of half a dog, and he was afraid that he would end up in the same fate, so he ran away overnight! ”

Another said, "Huh? Look at the neatness of the house, it doesn't look like it's running for your life, you haven't taken anything with you! I'm afraid I'm going out in a hurry? ”

The young man who was kicked by Lao Cui yesterday shouted: "Go out and have an egg!" The old boy who said the dog kicked me yesterday, saying that I was going to murder the people in our village, according to me, it was the old boy who wanted to murder us, and he slapped his ass and ran away, leaving us to give his mother's back. I call him his own father! In my opinion, we can't care about that much now! Young and old! Hurry up and copy the guy! Let's tear down that old demon tree! Avenge the half-dog! ”

The big guy suddenly turned into a pot of porridge, some said to listen to the old Cui Tou, and some said to listen to the young man. In the end, everyone's eyes fell on the young man. Someone said, "Just your fucking loud voice!" So, you go back and copy the guy! You go, you go first! Let's come later! What do you think? ”

The young man's face turned green when he heard this, he smiled wryly, wiped the sweat from his head, and said, "Why don't we wait and see..."

So, the whole village listened to the words of the old Cui Tou, stood still, and looked at the only bluestone road into the village at the entrance of the village, far away from the old locust tree. I thought: Old Cui! We all hope that you will come back soon to save the lives of all the people in our village!

The day is thin, just when the villagers are looking at it, they are happy to see two figures appear from the bluestone road, one after the other, no need to guess, walking in front of the old Cui Tou, followed by an old man who has never seen before.

It turned out that last night, Lao Cui Tou saw that the things under the old locust tree were fierce, and they were not within the scope of his ability to control at all, so he smeared out of the village overnight and walked dozens of miles of mountain roads to find Xiangdi Immortal. Although Xiangdi Immortal retired to the rivers and lakes, his heart was still warm, and he hurried to hear Lao Cui's explanation of his intentions.

Xiangdi Immortal entered the village under the strange gaze of everyone, and Lao Cui Tou took him straight to the old locust tree. Xiangdi Fairy took out the compass and walked around the old locust tree, staring at the bottom of the compass with a solemn expression, only to see the magnetic needle swaying, one after another, his face was red and white for a while, his mouth kept making a slight sound, and from time to time he popped out a sentence "Strange, weird!" ”。

Just when Xiangdi Immortal was about to fall asleep around the old locust tree, he suddenly stopped, collapsed, and said to himself: "Strange, strange! This is the place of great evil, how can it be buried here? I'm sorry for me! I'm sorry for me! ”

The villagers didn't hear anything else, the "place of great murder" and "buried" can be heard clearly, and the chatter is noisy, is it possible that there are dead people's graves in our village?

Old Cui Tou saw that the crowd was talking chaotically, and waved his hand to let them disperse. Xiangdi Immortal hurriedly stopped him, and turned to the villagers and said, "Father, old folks, do you know the historical origin of our village and talk about legends?" ”

The villagers exchanged words for a while, and at this time, a woman said: "I am afraid that the old white man who scolded those young descendants yesterday knows that he is ninety-nine years old, and he is the oldest person in our village." ”

Xiangdi Immortal looked at Lao Cui Tou, Lao Cui Tou nodded, so he took Xiang Di Xian around half of the village to the white old man's house.

At this time, the old man Bai was packing up the dried vegetables in his yard like a shrimp, and when he saw the old Cui Tou and others walking towards his house, he rubbed his old eyes and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Old Cui Tou explained his intention and asked Old Man Bai, have you heard any legends in our village?

While the old man was cleaning up the dried vegetables, he muttered: "Legend... Oh... I remember, when I was a child, more than 90 years ago, I heard my great-grandfather tell me that..."