After listening to this little paragraph of Lao Sun Tou, we were all silent, could it be that there is any evil between the five of us? There was thunder and thunder, and my ears were ringing.

But luckily, it didn't go around our house, otherwise I really thought there would be some evil between us.

"I've also heard a story, not about myself, but about a legend from a long time ago."

Lao Yang also began to tell, at this time, I have no heart to listen to the story at all, so many things have happened, four friends who work together have died, and one was smashed by me A wine bottle, I don't know what is going on now, how can we still be in the mood to listen to the story?

But now, I can't sleep anymore, no matter how much I drink, I can't sleep, after all, there is still half of the corpse in the newly built factory not far away.

The weather with thunderstorms is the easiest to get a corpse, but fortunately, he only has half of his body left, even if he gets a corpse, he doesn't have to be afraid, he has no ability to move.

Lao Yang's story is also a small story, it can be said to be a very small story, in their village, I used to often mention that there was a wheat field,

There must be wells, water tanks and the like near the wheat field, which is necessary for fire prevention, the weather for harvesting wheat, but everyone who has experienced it knows that the weather is hot and dry, and the straw of the wheat has dried out, almost just ignited the fire, so there must be a water source around the wheat field, just in case.

In the eighties of the last century, tractors were scarce resources, not to mention any combine harvesters, which had not yet been invented, and people used the most primitive tools to beat out wheat, cattle and stone stones, Laoshi.

I can't see it now, I can only vaguely see the scene on TV or in movies, with a cow on it, pulling a stone stone behind it, and constantly turning and crushing on the spread of wheat.

There was a lonely old man in their village, no children and no daughters, and there was no nursing home at that time, even if there was, it was useless, and the rural area was not qualified to go in to enjoy the blessings, so they could only dig in the early soil to eat.

This old man has a big bullock, very obedient, down-to-earth and hardworking, but as long as he leads the ox and takes the stone stone to the wheat field, it will definitely rain if he doesn't turn ten times, and it doesn't rain much, the strangest thing is that the rain only rains a little place in the wheat field, and it is a sunny day when he walks out of twenty meters.

That is to say, he could not play the field, as long as he moved, it would rain, and his wheat would be drenched, and the old man was so depressed that every time he had to wait until someone else's wheat field was no longer needed, and transported it to someone else's wheat field.

Although he was depressed, he did not know what was going on, and he knew that one year later, an old man who traveled here, and the old man did not believe in evil, and when he used the old ox to pull the stone stone around the wheat field again, a cloud soon appeared in the sky, and then the rain fell.

The old man saw some doorways, and after the old lady was drenched in the rain like a chicken in soup, she walked over and asked the old man to invite him to a glass of wine.

The old man was extremely depressed, and he was looking for someone to drink to express the depression in his heart, so he agreed without hesitation, I don't know how much a bottle of wine cost in the countryside at that time, but it can't be expensive, and it may only look like five cents a piece.

The old man himself likes to drink, and the family has never been broken, and when he returned home with the old man, the old man scrambled a few eggs, as well as the peanuts left over from yesterday, and the two of them drank one by one.

When Lao Dao was almost drunk, he smiled mysteriously at the old man and said, "Do you encounter such a situation every time you play, it doesn't rain where others do, only you?" ”

The old man nodded, this matter made him have no rut, and he has little land, and it is impossible to open up another wheat field, so he can only make do with it.

"For the sake of you inviting me to drink, I'll tell you a way, you try it, I'm right next to it, if something unexpected appears, it's mine, do you promise?"

The old man wondered, he had lived in the neighborhood all his life, and he was very familiar with every grass and tree, how could there be anything unexpected?

The old man nodded and agreed.

"Okay, you find a mat and ask for the kind that is absolutely not rotten, otherwise if you can't catch it this time, it will be difficult to catch him next time."

The old man said it mysteriously, and the old man was even more strange, but the mat still had it at home, and it was new, and it was definitely not rotten, but I didn't know what he was for.

On a summer afternoon, the sun shone fiercely on the earth, and the area that had been drenched by light rain was now dry.

"You lead your cow and continue to circle around the field, I don't let you stop, don't stop."

The old man said quite cautiously, and the old man's heart was even more puzzled, and he didn't know what he was going to do, so he led the ox and began to circle by himself, but in fact, there was nothing on the ground, just idling.

The old man pulled the mat and lay down under the nearby tree, looking at the sky with Erlang's legs crossed, not to mention how comfortable it was, the old man was so angry that he almost had a heart attack, this is using me as a stupid boy to play monkey? I'm hot here like something, and he's fine, and he's pulled the mat and went to sleep in the shade of the tree.

Angry is angry, but the old man still didn't have a seizure, and still honestly led the cow around in a circle.

After seven or eight turns, a cloud appeared in the sky again, and Lao Dao jumped up from the ground as if he had a spring under his buttocks, and went directly to a well on the edge of the threshing field with a mat, and the mat directly covered the well.

In less than a minute, a light rain began to fall, and the old man was drenched in soup again, but fortunately it was summer, and the weather was hot, even if it was wet, it could be dried quickly.

Just when the light rain was about to stop, only a snapping sound was heard, and the old man seemed to have obtained some rare treasure, and flew towards the mat covering the entrance to the well.

The old man also heard this slight sound, and as soon as he put down the reins of the ox, he chased after him.

When he saw what was on the mat, he was dumbfounded, because on the empty mat there was a golden loach, about a foot long.

"Haha, golden loach, good thing! It's been a long time since I've come across something like this. ”

Lao Dao quickly drew a talisman on his palm, then grabbed the golden loach in his hand and walked away, no one knew who he was or where he went.

However, since the old man left, there has never been a bizarre rain in the old man's wheat field, and it is said that the rain is the loach in the well, and the sound of the stone stone that annoys the old man beating the wheat disturbs his cultivation, so that the old man can not work.

However, the old way saw through the hiding, and when it flew into the sky with well water, he blocked its way back with a mat, and then captured it alive.

As for whether this is the case, none of us know, but we just listen to it as a story, and there is no factual basis, besides, the time interval is too far, and it has long been impossible to find the real surname of the person concerned to verify this matter.

After telling this story, Lao Sun Tou and Lao Yang fell into silence again, and they didn't drink anymore, just looked at the table in a daze. I want to go out to breathe, but I'm afraid that they will do something, and it's still raining outside, and there is a corpse not far away, how dare I?

Time slipped away with an unbearable tick, and I felt like my body was going to stiffen, and I wouldn't be able to hide from it if someone attacked me.

At this time, a sudden thunder accompanied by dazzling lightning appeared outside the door, and the strong light made me blind for a moment, and when I was able to see things clearly, I suddenly gasped, only to see a black cat on the simple wine table built of plywood, a pair of eyes like rubies, turning its furry head to look at a few of us.

At this moment, my blood is cold, this is what to be afraid of, the yin of the black cat is the most yin of all creatures, in the countryside generally, if someone in the family dies, then two things are the most taboo, the first is thunder and lightning, and the second is the black cat.

Because the black cat is the easiest to let the dead cheat the corpse, although it is just a legend, but there is no wind and no waves, there must be a reason for it, since everyone has said this for so many years, it is not without a little truth, but we don't know what is the inner practice in this.

"Meow ......"

A terrible cat meow made my hair stand on end, and the sound was so terrible that it was like a ghost crying.

Just when I was terrified, I suddenly heard a sound of gnashing teeth, no one is sleeping now, how can there be such a sound?

I looked over one by one, Lao Yang was fine, and Lao Sun was fine. The rat is fine. Zhang Jie was fine, but one by one, his eyes looked at the strong son lying on the ground in horror.

This kid was smashed on the temple by a wine bottle of mine, I know, I will never kill him, but I didn't expect this kid to really be able to pretend, and he can lie on the cold ground for so long without moving.

But now I finally couldn't help it, and I was convulsing all over, as if I wanted to stand up, but I couldn't do it.

All I can say is, this kid deserves it, who let him attack me? In this way, Weiwei is still merciful, otherwise he will definitely die if he makes up for two knives from a distance.

Soon, I realized that something was wrong, the black cat actually jumped off the table, jumped directly onto his shoulder, and snorted at him with its head.

"It's not good, it's a scam corpse!" 、

I yelled, raised my leg and kicked the black cat out of the way and slammed it against the wall.

The black cat screamed, jumped out of the window and ran away, I knew it was too late, so I directly stuck a small bench welded with steel bars and steel plates directly to Xiaoqiang's neck, and then put an electric welding machine on it, the old-fashioned electric welding machine is more than 100 catties, close to 200 catties, and even if he has great ability, he can't get up even if he has great ability.

Of course, this welding machine is not something I can move alone, but seeing that Xiaoqiang wants to cheat the corpse, Zhang Jie and the mouse can't care about fighting with me, so the two work together and bring the welding machine to press on it.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the small two-hundred-pound electric welding machine directly smashed a big hole in the roof and flew out, Xiaoqiang's thin body quickly swelled up as if blowing, I don't know when the fingernails have grown three inches long, the blue faint glow, at first glance it is extremely poisonous, a pair of fangs sticking out of the mouth, mixed with blood saliva can't stop dripping down, the stench is unpleasant.

I'm not going to write this chapter anymore.,Watch the ball.,By the way, ask for a collection recommendation or something.,Thank you.。

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