Verse 257: Not my blood
Guo Dacheng hurried all the way, and finally rushed back to Guojia Village in the evening. Use 56 Stacks to read 56 Stacks, completely ad-free!
Under a big locust tree at the east end of the village, a few idle men were squatting under the big tree and chatting about something, and from a distance they saw a tall figure, limping towards them.
At this time, a middle-aged man who looked about forty or fifty years old suddenly stood up, pointed to the tall figure and said, "Look! Isn't that my brother? He went to the Black Wind Ridge this morning to catch that big worm, why did he come back now? ”
Hearing the man say this, several people squatting under the big tree all stood up and looked at the tall figure together, and one of the young men said: "Look at the figure really looks like my Uncle Dacheng, he came back so late, did he really catch that big worm?" ”
"I don't see it." Another person shook his head and said, his tone was very teasing, "This big worm has eaten several people, how can he catch that big worm alone, he can't wipe off the face of the villagers, go there every day, do you think he really dares to catch that big worm, isn't it a long life." ”
"How could my Uncle Dacheng be such a person?" The young man said unconvinced. "Since Uncle Dacheng promised the villagers, he will definitely do it well, and he will definitely not perfunctory us, Uncle Dacheng is a good hand at hunting."
"Although Dacheng is a good hunter, the big worm is not a joke, he is alone, even seven or eight men can't deal with it, you kid don't daydream." The man snorted coldly and sneered.
"You ......" The young man wanted to refute a few words, but at this time Guo Dacheng had already walked to a place where he was still ten feet away from everyone, and everyone couldn't help but be stunned when they saw Guo Dacheng's ragged clothes and covered in blood, and they were speechless in surprise for a while.
When Guo Dacheng limped to the bottom of the big tree, the middle-aged man just now greeted him, took the steel fork in Guo Dacheng's hand, and asked with concern: "Brother Dacheng, how did you get this?" Why is there blood all over the body, where is the injury? ”
Guo Dacheng took a few breaths, laughed heartily a few times, and then said, "Big brother! It's not my blood, it's the blood of the tiger, little brother, I killed that tiger today! ”
As soon as these words came out, everyone opened their mouths in surprise, and the person who had just ridiculed Guo Dacheng asked in disbelief: "I said Brother Dacheng, this joke can't be made, this is related to the lives of people in several nearby villages, if the tiger is not dead, and if someone dies in the future, the sin will be blamed on you." ”
"Which one made you laugh! Lao Tzu said that if you are killed, you will be killed! There is absolutely no half-talk! Guo Dacheng's eyes widened and he said unhappily.
"Where's the dead worm? Let's open our eyes, you're just talking about what we don't believe! The man continued.
Guo Dacheng was angered by the words of the person in front of him, and was just about to have a seizure, when the middle-aged man on the side patted him on the shoulder and said, "I said Brother Dacheng, don't be angry with this kid, you have been out for most of the day, and you haven't even drunk saliva, I'll go get you some water." ”
With that, he walked to the bottom of the big tree, poured a bowl of water and handed it to Guo Dacheng's hand, Guo Dacheng was not polite, took the water and drank it in one go.