Under the big scar, a black red mouth spewed wine, and a cold snort in his nose, "Hmph, you still go to hell!" ”

I remembered that he had said, "I'll take you to hell," and my heart said, "The yellow lamp oil pot, the broken curtain and the round dome, the sharp-nosed witch, and the ghostly boy who came and went, this scene in front of me really seemed to be hell.

The ghostly scar man said reproachfully: "If you had listened to me and followed me to this hell, where would you have been chased by those turtle bastards like wild dogs." If it weren't for our boss thinking that you are a talent, insisting on saving you, and sending that little ghost to lead you here, damn it, you would have been shot indiscriminately and turned into a sieve. ”

I said in my heart, it turns out that the scar man is the Uncle Knife that the old witch shouted. Seeing that he was young and strong, and the old witch was gray-haired, she called him uncle, respected him quite much, and said that he was a very good person, but he acted grotesquely, pretending to be a ghost, and his mouth was not clean, and his mouth was disgusting and kind, which was really unacceptable, but his life was really saved by him, and I heard him say this reproach, knowing that he had no ill will towards me at the moment, and wanted to ask me for a word of thanks, so he said: "Uncle Dao, thank you for saving your life!" As he propped himself up from the head of the bed, he saw that there was still a person standing behind the scar man.

The scar man stood up straight, bent his arm behind him, beat his waist, and said with a smile: "Ouch, Uncle Dao, I almost lost my life for you today, and now you occupy the bed again, and I don't even have a place to stand up, how did I meet such a broom star as you?" ”

I didn't take off my clothes when I slept because of the light and thin bed. When he heard him say this, he got out of bed and stood on the ground, and said ashamedly, "It's the old ......," and almost said the word old witch. "That old lady made me sleep here, I'm really sorry." ”

The scarred man suddenly lowered his tone, put his head forward, looked at me like a fighting, and said aggressively: "You slept in the devil's bed, you are a dead man!" ”

My heart said. If you do this, the dead will eat, drink, and sleep, and it will be cost-effective. He said to himself, "I'd die like this." ”

When the scar man heard this, he had a smile on his face, like a coarse cloth on the paste, which was weird and gloomy. Said: "You're finally enlightened." Damn, you are dead in the past, from today on, you are a new Zuo Yan, follow Lao Tzu, to do a great career. ”

I didn't understand: "What kind of big business?" ”

He glanced at me, the one with the red eyeballs of the orangutan, dissatisfied with my answer. "What kind of big business? I'll tell you—" the eyes rolled again, "I'll tell you." He repeated, as if thoughtful, and suddenly changed his tone, "Forget it, you can't say this sentence or two, you just need to know, follow me to drink a lot of wine and eat meat, no one dares to bully you anymore, and you will definitely not be able to suffer a loss." ”

I had heard the old witch say that he was the leader of the triad hall, and I had heard that the triad had borrowed the name of the hometown association to pull those escaped prisoners, murderers, and unemployed vagrants into the gang to do some illegal things, such as grabbing land, collecting protection money, pouring dog blood, engaging in intimidation, street fights, assassinations in the wilderness, and then pornography, gambling and drugs, etc., it was their specialty. Chased by the police, a rotten body of clothes, or borrowed by others, can't even hold up a full stomach, where can you see the day of Zhaoxue, but if you really follow this cousin, even if the grievances are resolved, it is difficult to have a clean body, and it is sad to live a clean day...... I thought about it, and I didn't know how to answer his words for a while.

He asked in a deep voice, "What, don't you want to follow me?" ”

I hurriedly said, "No...... Well, it's just ......"

At this moment, the old witch yawned, rubbed her eyes, and walked into the house, "Uncle Dao, don't you sleep so late?" ”

The scar man said, "There are still some things to be done. ”

The old witch said, "What is the matter, can my wife do it?" Do you want me to help you? ”

The scar man said: "There is a competition tomorrow, and there is a dragon king banquet, you just take some treasures." ”

The old witch," said the old witch. "Turn sideways into the shadows behind the door. Only then did I see that behind the door stood a man-tall iron box. The old witch stood in front of the box, coughed, picked up a long, wide cloth bag on the ground, and shook it, and a cloud of dust flew in the light and shadow. The old witch handed the sack in her left hand, and moved the five fingers of her right hand several times one by one, and the claw-like bones crackled like firecrackers.

The light from the crack in the door cast her jagged fingers, her pointed nose, and her pillow-tossed hair onto the wall, magnifying it many times over, making it look eerie.

The old witch took the five fingers of her right hand, grasped the handle on the edge of the lid, and pushed it upward, and the connection between the lid and the box made a creaking sound. The old witch stood on tiptoe, and the lid of the box rose to a height of half a meter before it stopped. The old witch closed her eyes, put a hand into the box, and rummaged through it, and the iron box immediately made a ruffled sound, and the whole box seemed to be overturned.

The old witch squeezed her eyebrows and said, "Whatever you are afraid of, be obedient to me." Otherwise, what is my wife doing with you animals? ”

Suddenly, the old witch's eyes widened, and she said in amazement, "Oh, this thing has grown so big?" I can't believe it. With a shrunken shoulder, he pulled out a mass of jet-black stuff and stuffed it into the cloth bag at lightning speed, and the bottom of the bag immediately hissed and bulged, like a big ball tumbling and crashing inside.

The old witch reached into the iron box again, and her eyes were wide again, and her mouth opened in a circle, revealing a great exclamation. As soon as her shoulder bones rolled, she pulled a black mass out of the box and quickly stuffed it into a cloth bag. If it was pulled several times in a row, the cloth bag was already full, and there seemed to be countless balls in it.

The old witch closed the lid of the box, and there was a leaping and hissing sound from the box.

The old witch stretched out her palm and slapped it on the box, and said comfortingly: "Okay, little baby, don't jump, go to sleep." He spoke in a tone like that of a child. The sound in the box immediately slowed and thinned, and after a few sounds, it was silent.

The sack in the old witch's hand kept rolling, jumping, twisting, colliding, and deforming.

The old witch reached out and stroked the cloth bag again, "Alright, alright, it's okay!" The contents of the bag seemed to be understood, and the movement immediately became smaller, as if by magic, and it made people shudder.

The old witch handed the bag to the man behind the scarred man.

He stuffed two more handfuls into his purse. I noticed that his purse was standing on his chest, long and wide, straight as two cloth bags. His hand was withdrawn from the sack, which immediately swelled and moved. He stretched out his palm and slapped it on the outside of his purse, "Don't move!" Looking for a fight? But the sack swelled more and more violently, as if several large balls were tumbling in it. He stretched out his palm to cover it, and his fingers bulged to himself, as if the sack had been enchanted.

The scar man put his arm around the old witch's shoulder and said, "Mother-in-law, I'm going to disturb your rest!" "It was intimate and respectful.

The old witch cheered up and said with a smile: "Uncle Dao raised the waste of the old body, and it didn't play a big role, just do what he could." ”

The scar man said, "What about Yanyan?" ”

The old witch said, "Sleep in my room." ”

The scar man said: "This little guy is ruthless, you should be careful, don't let him escape." ”

The old witch said, "I can't run, the old woman is watching closely." ”

The scar man said: "Yes, keep a closer look, it's better to keep him as a companion." ”

The old witch smiled and said, "The leaves of the trees are falling, and the hearts of people are empty." With such a little doll in front of me, I have a lot of fun with my wife. Besides, I'm going to let him take care of these treasures for me. As he spoke, he patted the iron box. There were several more noises in the iron box.

The scar man turned around and walked out of the wooden house, led the man behind him to the moon gate, and said, "It's okay, my mother-in-law will teach him some, and I can be a helper." ”

The old witch sent him to the side of the house and said, "That little devil is very clever, and he has learned a lot of my skills in three or two days." ”

The scar man was stunned and said, "Oh, it seems that I have found the right person." Before the words fell, the person had disappeared into the darkness outside the door curtain, and after a few seconds, his voice came out of the darkness again, "Mother-in-law, let Mr. Zuo come to the competition site tomorrow." ”

The old witch lifted the curtain and replied, "Okay, got it." Uncle Dao, go slowly! ”

The voice of the scar man sounded in the darkness: "Mother-in-law, go to bed early." With that, even the footsteps disappeared, and no sound was heard.

I looked at the old witch and said, "What is the tournament?"

The old witch's gaze met mine, and she said, "I'll talk about it tomorrow." He turned off the lights and walked into his room. I heard her feet dragging on the ground, sluggish, and very tired. (To be continued......)