The poor man looked at the remaining three gamblers, and saw that the two women were so frightened that they fell unconscious, and the man was so frightened that he died of gallbladder, and spat a soak of saliva.

"That bastard once murdered for money, ruined a family of four, and the appearance was decent, and he had been afraid for many years, and he died in fear tonight, which is also deserved. However, you two fools are not a good thing, you like mahjong, just chew and eat yourself!" The poor ghost stared at the two middle-aged women and ordered indignantly.

The two women who had passed out in a coma immediately woke up, like obedient children, grabbed the hard mahjong seeds, gnawed them desperately, and soon their mouths were full of blood, and the falling blood was mixed with teeth.

But the two women, who did not feel pain at all, still gnawed, bitten, and swallowed with all their might and with great concentration.

The poor ghost pointed to the woman with short hair and said angrily: "Mu Baozhen, you can't imagine that you will be where you are today, right? Relying on your many brothers and sisters, and having a good relationship with the officials of the village committee and township government, and relying on your own daughter to be the king and hegemon in the village in the county government, you do not allow others to pass through the corner of your field to release water, so that others cannot cultivate their own fields, and you do not allow others to rent out their fields...... Others can't fight you, and you can't sue you, so you can only drink pesticides to commit suicide. The laws of the world have spared you, but the ghost of the underworld has a clear heart. ”

The woman with short hair immediately kowtowed like a hen pecking, and pleaded bloodless while kowtowing: "Spare me, I will never dare to bully people again!"

The poor ghost Mu Ran said: "Rest assured to eat your mahjong seeds, there is no future." If you don't leave a way back for others, you won't have a way back. For some people, forgiveness cannot be changed, only death can change. ”

The woman with short hair obeyed, picked up the mahjong again, and ate it with a mouthful of blood.

The poor ghost turned to the woman with long hair, sneered, and said, "You should also concentrate on eating mahjong, people will see people wrong, ghosts will not see people wrong! A ragged female beggar carried a baby girl on her back and stayed at your house, you stole her money, boiled the rice she had begged for and fed it to the pigs, and took her daughter to hide it, and you planned to sell it to a childless family, but the baby girl cried, and the girl was tearful and reluctant, so you simply pressed the baby girl into the water tank...... The beggar couldn't find her child, cried and had no way out, pestered for a long time, and left. Everyone in the village knew about it, but they didn't want to cause trouble, so no one reported to the official, and a tragedy was over. However, people let you go, and I didn't expect you to meet me......"

The long-haired woman was stunned for a moment, and she seemed to be particularly energetic and ate mahjong, her mouth was full of blood, but a cruel smile appeared on her face, which looked extremely weird.

"Take your time and enjoy your last supper!"

The poor ghost floated out of the bloody casino.

"When I was in the world, I was bullied everywhere, fuck, and now Lao Tzu has also bullied people, it's really enjoyable. ”

The poor dead man muttered to himself, holding his head high, like a frivolous woman with a big breast, facing a lot of nasty men.

"After entering the underworld, wandering around, hungry and cold, without a fixed place, only when I think of my hometown Yuhuang Village, I feel a little warmth and tranquility. But now, back in this village that seems to be the Jade Emperor Village, how did you meet such a wolf-hearted scum?

The poor ghost suddenly felt a little sad and tired, and did not want to be busy returning to the intestine pumper, feeling that the part-time job to earn money and pursue the dream suddenly lost its meaning, and strolled silently through the middle of the village, and the past and things came and went—

Father seems to be surnamed Mao, and seems to be surnamed Zou, he also seems to be surnamed Mao, and seems to be surnamed Zou, some people call him Mao Changsheng, some people call him Zou Changsheng, casually, confused, anyway, no one of men, women and children will treat him as a serious genuine product, even if his honorable surname is mentioned, it is just to find fun and find jokes.

His parents died early (he died at the age of thirty-two), and they were all inexplicably stiff in bed, no one called, no one took their last breath, and no one cried bitterly after death.

When his parents died, he seemed to have left three pigs and two chickens for the family, but they all starved to death and were dragged to the river beach to make a tonic for wild dogs.

His parents left him a big dam of fields, but he was not interested in it, in a word, he was strong, weighing more than 130 pounds, but he was not able to farm.

Those fields, at first, could be rented, and they could still receive a little grain every year, barely enough to last for a year, and then they became more and more barren, and when no one rented them, they became barren, and then they were occupied by their brother-in-law and changed their names and surnames.

There was no food at home, so he could only help people in the village with chores: when others were paid 20 yuan a day, he could only get 2 yuan a day and three basic meals, and when others went out to work for 250 yuan a day, he could only get 5 yuan and 7 yuan in the village......

At first, he did not hesitate to pay, with the attitude of "strength is a monster, today makes tomorrow", plus he is young and strong, can talk nonsense for entertainment and happiness, and there are many people who ask him for help intermittently, and he can live like a cow and a horse.

Later, he gradually became more knowledgeable, and found that both relatives and outsiders were knocking on him, so he became rebellious, learned to steal and play tricks, and did not work hard, and slowly cultivated into the famous "giant of voice, short man of action." ”

Since then, except for special days, few people have asked him to work - even if someone asks him, he will take the opportunity to act, less than 20 yuan a day, and will never make a move.

In this way, even those who invited him would grit their teeth with hatred for him, and at dinner, they would rarely let him get a little fishy and drink some wine to relieve his fatigue.

At that time, his stomach became cleaner and cleaner, his addiction to alcohol grew, and his cynical foul language became more and more obscenity—he became a capable man who knew half of the heavens and the whole of the earth, and he became a pollutant who would never be allowed to ascend to the halls of elegance.

Of course, he also adheres to the inherent backbone of the Chinese, and will never steal any family's chickens, dogs, pigs and mice, nor will he go to any family's wedding and funeral scene to eat and drink.

When he was too hungry, he would also go to other people's abandoned artichoke fields to pick up some hemp artichokes that other people's pigs were fed and were afraid of poisoning, either raw or cooked and eaten.

When he was really helpless, if it was summer, he would pick up some old leeks in the corner of the vegetable garden left by his parents and chew them, and he would also feel very enjoyable.

When the people in the village talked about his Mao Changsheng's appetite, they all admired and laughed.

Of course, when they admired him, he always had tears in his eyes.

On the edge of life and death, what choice do you have but to eat indiscriminately and satisfy your hunger a little?

The people in the village are not ruthless and unrighteous, it is he who cannot set up his own ambitions, it is he who is too calculating, and he is so immersed in the benefits of his tongue that he forgets that action can change his life......

He often thought, "If I had a daughter-in-law, if I had several children, I would never be like this—they would have taken care of me, and they would never have made me the laughing stock of the whole village, and made me live in such a humiliating ......."

For what he did when he was young, he began to regret it deeply-

When he was eighteen years young, his parents slaughtered a big fat pig every year, and there was no shortage of oil and meat in his life.

His parents came forward to consider the marriage for him, and asked the matchmaker to bring the Zhao family's little dog Ying to the house, ready to see his family situation, he saw that the little dog Ying was five big and three thick, and he was naïve, so he said to his face: "I don't want you to be a daughter-in-law, it is better to feed the old sow with three liters of grain to feed the New Year." Who am I? The most beautiful man in Yuhuang Village!"

Little dog Ying cried on the spot, spread his steps and ran home, married a model worker in the village three days later, and gave birth to two sons in three years, one of which later grew up and took the provincial champion exam, and became the secretary general.

Later, when he was twenty-two years old, his parents were worried about his liver, and asked the matchmaker to give him a beautiful woman with peach blossom pink, fine skin and tender meat, and went directly to the door to look at the house, but he looked left and right, and said in a weird manner: "Such a beauty, can you afford to look down on me like this?"

The beauty's face changed dramatically, she splashed a cup of hot tea on his face, and ran away with tears in her eyes.

In this way, he is too arrogant and cynical in the face of his poor face, and he is ashamed of himself in the face of his coquettish face, and he also speaks foul language.

What he likes, people don't like him, people like him, he doesn't like people, his parents are exhausted, old and frail, and they don't care about their own affairs, so they don't care about his marriage anymore.

"Alas, if you marry that ugly one or marry that beautiful one, you don't have to be an old virgin in this life!" he sighed nearly a hundred times at noon three days before his death, and as a result, he laughed a hundred times......

The past is unbearable, just let it pass, don't delay the current fortune for the sake of the old past!

Alas, I had no wife before I was alive, and I was also desolate after death, no matter what, if you steal and cheat, you have to get a female ghost to be your wife!

If you don't have a wife, the children will laugh at you as if you were an incorrigible loser, a true sick man, a real pauper......

The poor ghost Mao Changsheng suddenly thought of the boss of the intestine pumping ghost, let out three unprecedented terrible ghost screams, got up from the ground, and floated towards the small mountain bag where the intestinal pumping ghost was.