"If this is a village that I have never returned to since I died, why can't I see a familiar person? Why don't I know any of the people who died in the mahjong hall? Who and who are the young men and women who just walked out of the village?"

The poor ghost was a little excited, but also a little sad, his mind was in a trance, confused, as if walking in the clouds, mountains and fog and the sea kept looking left and right.

In the past, Mao Changsheng didn't have a good impression of the people in the village, but after he arrived in the underworld, he saw that the ghosts were full of spirits, there was no laughter, and he became unfree for a long time, so he never went back to the village to see, and the impression of the village became more and more blurred.

"Well, I'll have to pay attention!"

The poor ghost said solemnly to himself.

"If this is really my village from my previous life, no matter what, I have to stop the ghost merchants from cultivating the nineteenth layer of hell here!

"I can be a poor ghost, I can be a lonely ghost, but I must not be a traitor!

"Bring other ghosts to invade the village where your ancestors have lived for generations, that is a traitorous ghost, Lao Tzu will never do it!

"If this is really the village where I lived in the sun, it would be great, there are many old accounts, and I can settle them by the way!"

Speaking of "old accounts", the poor ghost Mao Changsheng was saddened, and the scene of his death that night was vivid again, as if it happened a few minutes ago-

After a bleak and desolate year, on the third day of the Lunar New Year, Mao Changsheng had a severe cold, his whole body was sore, and his bones, joints, and muscles were not good, as if he had been beaten three times with a stick.

wanted to find a doctor to find medicine, but he was penniless, so Mao Changsheng hesitated, went to the house of his third brother-in-law, Shen Wanren, and timidly asked the third sister Mao Changying: "Third sister, is there any cold medicine?"

Before the third sister could answer, the third brother-in-law's face was gloomy, and he shouted angrily: "No! Even if there is, I'd rather throw it away, or feed it to the dog, and I won't give it to you." You lazy white bastard, it's better to die of illness early, so as not to be embarrassed everywhere. ”

"You are several years older than me, and I don't know who will die first and who will die later. People are doing it, the sky is watching, and the foul mouth curses don't kill people. Lao Tzu's name is Changsheng, he has a long life of 100 years, and his longevity is the same as that of Tianqi. Mao Changsheng replied angrily, "I asked my third sister for medicine, but I didn't look for your hairy iron rooster Shen Wanren, so I don't need to have many mouths and tongues." Shame on people? Your surname is your Shen, and my surname is my Mao, not necessarily both prosperity and loss. ”

When he was angry, he called him by his name, and the "third brother-in-law" was hands-free, which made Shen Wanren's mouth almost crooked.

"Oh, you quarrel as soon as you meet, it's really a natural enemy. Big brother, I'll go find some amoxicillin for you. The third sister, Mao Changying, went into the house to look for medicine, and secretly hid a large piece of cooked and cooled pig's head meat, ready to give it to Mao Changsheng, but before she left the house, she was locked in the house by Shen Wanren, and she couldn't get out after a long time.

"Get out, get out of Lao Tzu's house immediately!" Shen Wanren was aggressive, ready to find a wooden stick, "Everything in this house belongs to Lao Tzu, your third sister is sneaky, she wants to steal something from you, no way!"

"Get out, get out, in the future, use an eight-person sedan chair to carry Lao Tzu, and Lao Tzu will not enter your bandit's den!" Mao Changsheng spat out a bubble of saliva and walked out of the third sister's house.

Depressed and bored, Mao Changsheng walked to Ximen Fa'er's mahjong hall, hoping to meet the little old cousin Shen Wanqing, who never disliked the poor and loved the rich, and asked for three or five yuan to buy a little cold medicine.

"Hey, Ximen Fa'er, tell Lao Tzu quickly: My little old watch is working for you here, is he being exploited by you?"

"You bastard, you can speak human language?"

"Lao Tzu said this to you, it is already polite. Who is not a skinner? Others have money, he, as soon as they run out of money, they will turn their faces and deny people!"

"You bastard have taken mad dog medicine, haven't you? Get out of here, or you'll see!"

"Hmph, scare Lao Tzu, if you have the ability, let Lao Tzu watch something exciting!"

"If you want to watch the wonderful, I'll let you watch it!"

In this way, Mao Changsheng didn't find the little old watch because of his speech, but he was punched three times in the chest by Ximen Fa'er, and he was kicked three times on his legs and waist.

was depressed, Mao Changsheng felt that the world was as black as a crow, and walked to Wu Lixiu, who was soft-hearted and sold in the middle of the village, and changed his tone:

"Aunt Wu, you are the most sympathetic and righteous woman in the village, you will not look down on the poor, nor will you curry favor with any rich person, and everyone will say that you are good behind your back. ”

"What is the purpose of what you say? Just say it directly! A dog swallows ivory in its mouth, it is rare, rare!"

"I've always been straightforward and fast-talking, and sometimes I don't speak very well, but I have a backbone, and I don't slap horses, I don't flatter, and I don't cheat on food and drink. It's cold, I want to buy two catties of wine, but I have a 100 yuan ticket, I'm afraid you don't have change here for the time being, you can't make up for it, and I'm ready to give credit first......"

"I don't have a lot of money, but I can still make up for a 100 yuan ticket. Oh, it's cold, and it's not over the year, even if you lie to me, let you cheat once, right? How many catties of wine do you want to give on credit? If you have change, you will consciously pay it off, and you will not make much profit in a small business. ”

"Ah, thank you, Aunt Wu! Such a good person, if I don't hurry up to pay the change, I won't be raised by people, I'll be a beast, and the thunder will blow in the morning and slowly! Man, if you can afford to drink, you can afford to pay! Fourth...... How about four catties? Give me four catties on credit, and I will have to finish the chickens, two dogs, three pigs, four sheep, five oxen, six horses, seven people, eight grains, nine beans, and ten cotton......

"Less nonsense, I'm going to be a big drink! You really have to listen to people say good things about me?"

"Of course I heard it! Those old men in the village all said that you are the best woman in politics and economy, even if your husband dies for three years, you will not seduce any man, and other women, if your husband dies for less than three days, she will seduce at least four men. ”

"Oh, take the wine away! As long as you don't drink my wine, and say that my wine is bad, you can't ask for it!"

"Your wine, of course, is good wine! Simon Fa'er's mongrel sells loose wine, not only secretly adding water, but also secretly peeing in it......"

"I didn't let you speak ill of others to elevate me, let's go!"

In this way, Mao Changsheng went home with four catties of sugarcane wine on credit, a burst of sadness, a burst of happiness, a sigh of sighs, a burst of applause and laughter, and began to drink left and right......

Dizzy, groggy, drunk to the night of the New Year, Mao Changsheng suddenly felt much better, when the rooster crowed, ready to get up to get some food, just sat up, a dark dizziness hit, the chest cooed a few times, a column of blood spurted out, and he was unconscious......

As he was pondering, a jeep sped in from the direction of the village street, bringing a large amount of dust with it.

There was a serious murder in the village, and no one called the police until early in the morning, and the police from the four counties and a local police station went straight to the scene.

In addition to the five policemen in the car, there were also two young men who were about to go straight to the other country - the car was moving, and the two young men were still telling the strange things of the previous night.

"Free car, don't sit in vain!" The poor ghost gently floated down to the driver and sat down, while secretly proud, while examining the four policemen in the county, he found that the four policemen were all young policemen, not deeply involved in the world, or good people who were full of idealism, brightness, and impartiality, so they didn't have much to do, and looked out the window with a confused expression.

Outside the window, the houses of the villagers are all located on the mountain, ranging from old mud houses, familiar wooden houses, to strange and new two-story houses made of reinforced concrete.

Behind the houses, the trees are shady, dancing in the singing of one mountain spring after another.

Behind it, there is a unique green mountain, where there is a lot of mud and is round and thick, like a woman's plump breasts and fat buttocks, and where there are many stones, such as a soaring dragon, like a fly spreading its wings, and a tiger down the mountain......

Oh, it's a place of beautiful mountains and rivers, and a place of déjà vu!

"Hey, watch out for that mad cow!" a policeman snorted, and the jeep swerved sharply, but couldn't get out of the way, and couldn't avoid it—

A buffalo weighing about a ton with blood-red eyes, as if it was in great pain, constantly shaking its head and shaking its head, constantly running wildly, rushing out of the alley, rushing onto the road in the middle of the village, seeing the jeep rushing up, "bang" on the right side of the jeep shaped like a giant eye on the headlight, with the sound of the broken headlight, sitting on the ground, "whirring" "whirring" panting, unable to get up.

"This is a good thing that the guillotine did—that bastard doesn't even spare the brute, and he really doesn't have the same brute!" The poor ghost saw at a glance that there was a circle of knives on the buffalo's neck, and he got out of the car and stroked it on the buffalo's neck.

The buffalo stood up slowly, suddenly became very docile, wagged its tail, and walked thoughtfully towards the alley from which it came, like a naughty boy who had been criticized and educated and sincerely admitted his mistakes.

"What are these villagers doing? Whoever owns the cattle will be asked to compensate for the damaged lights. A policeman said angrily.

"It's a blessing that the villagers didn't let us take care of the sequelae of the buffalo's concussion. Another policeman said solemnly, "Let's go, don't delay business!"

The jeep rushed towards the poor ghost, who had already smiled at the alley where the buffalo had disappeared, flashed two or three feet away, and went straight to the mahjong hall that had been lively last night.

A big buffalo is worth 10,000 yuan, and if it dies, it can only be thrown away, but not dying is a big asset for the villagers to show off. ”

The poor ghost talks to himself, but no one can hear his voice—he doesn't want anyone to see him, no one wants to see him, he doesn't want people to hear, no one wants to hear a word from him.

"This seems to be my hometown! Rabbits don't eat the grass next to the nest, evil men don't deceive the people of my hometown, I Mao Changsheng is not a good ghost, but I am not a bad ghost - others do not underestimate me, I will never underestimate others first, others want to play me like a monkey, I will play him as a monkey's little brother!"