The Grave of the Yellow Skin Chapter 3 Night Capture (Part II)
"Huang Xiangu" just drilled into the skin, immediately understood that the taste was coming, but since it was drilled into the desperate set of regret is not used, at this time its body was only half in the middle, and hurriedly wanted to shrink and withdraw, but the mouth of the "skin wonton" was designed to be too poisonous, the six-edged mouth can be loose or tight, and the more the mouth is pulled outside the skin, the bigger it is, but from the inside out, with the lock plate on the edge of the mouth of the bag, it will immediately tighten the mouth of the bag, and the inner spiral of the six-sided hard lock is thin and tight, and it was stuck in the bone crack of the "Huang Xiangu" at that time, and it hurt so much that it turned over its head, fainted on the spot.
From the fat man's fart startled the "Huang Xiangu", to the swallow shotgun misfired, the "Huang Xiangu" was scared into a dead end, fainting in pain, saying that it was too late, but it was fast at that time, this is just a thing that happened between a breath and a breath, the three of us crouched under the red pine tree, we all looked stupid, no one expected that things would take such a turn, slightly stunned, and then ran over to pick up the "leather wontons" with joy.
As soon as I copied the "leather wonton" in my hand, I heard a dull roar from the deep mountains, and there was a huge but invisible deterrent force in the dark night, which shocked us on the spot, "There is a bear hole near the Huangpizi Tomb!" The three of us looked at each other, and we didn't know who was the leader, and we shouted in unison, shook off our steps, and ran to the river in the snow.
This winter came too early, the man and bear did not get fat enough to drill the tree hole cave cat winter, has not completely entered the half-dead state of hibernation, if it is awakened by the sound of gunfire and tracked, then it is not good, but I don't think much about it, first run back to the forest farm is more than half safe, or step on the log frozen in the river, according to the original way back to the forest farm, all the way out of breath, after entering the wooden house to see each other's wolf bรจi look, and they all feel funny.
The fat man lit the oil lamp in the wooden house, he was anxious to see the fruits of victory, ripped open the skin from the outside, and took the "Huang Xiangu" out of it, and saw it motionless and drooping its tail, and thought it was dead, if it was not peeled alive, the color of the fur would be a few points worse, and I and the fat man would not peel the animal skin, and always planned to take the live yellow skin to the supply and marketing cooperatives to exchange for fruit candy.
Yanzi often wears yellow skins, knows the habits of this guy, and hurriedly tells the fat man: "Don't let go, this thing is the best at pretending to be dead, as soon as you let go, it will seize the hole and disappear, be careful that it still has a trick......"
The fat man was going to throw the "Huang Xiangu" to the ground, as soon as he heard the swallow's reminder, he immediately grabbed his hand again, holding the retreat and tail of the fairy girl, and then a bizarre thing happened, the "Huang Xiangu" was really pretending to be dead, and it seemed to understand the swallow's words, knowing that pretending to be dead could not be hidden, and before the swallow broke its second trick to get out, it immediately released a smell from the anus.
Although the oil light in the room was dim, I could still see a large cloud of strong gas coming out of behind the yellow skin in the fat man's hand, and the smoke-like gas had not yet dispersed, I felt a strange smell, and my breathing was sluggish, and I immediately felt dizzy, dizzy, tinnitus, and wanted to vomit, so I hurriedly jumped to the door, pulled the door open, and the cold wind outside blew in, and the annoyance was slightly reduced, but it was still extremely sad.
The swallow also hit the trick, rushed out of the house like a smoke, grabbed two handfuls of snow and wiped it on his face, then I found that the fat man was still in the house, and my heart immediately worried, the house smelled so bad that I couldn't get in, just wanted to open my mouth to greet the fat man, I saw the fat man crash out of the window, and his face made the fart of "Huang Xiangu" smoked green, because he carried the yellow skin in his hand, and he didn't have time to dodge, and it was really not light, his eyes were so hot that tears flowed, and he couldn't see where the door was, and he hit the window of the cabin and broke out of the window. However, even so, he still grabbed the "Huang Xiangu" in his hand, and while wiping the snow on his face with his other hand, he scolded: "Mom, you still want to run away when it falls into the hands of Lao Tzu?" Ten pounds of fruit candy...... I won't let go if I smoke to death. โ
"Huang Xiangu" was pinched by the fat man and fainted again, I saw that I finally got the yellow skin, and the people and bears on the mountain did not track over, I felt very excited, so I said to the fat man: "The stinky fart of the yellow skin can't pour the fire gold steel, you are really good, the sky is almost bright, hurry up and tie it up, tomorrow I can take it to change the sugar, it is best to change two boxes of cigarettes back, fucking every day roll the horn tube toad head, the quality of the tobacco is too poor, it should really be improved." โ
At the mention of being able to exchange yellow skin for sugar and cigarettes, we were all excited, it seems that let's see that the forest farm is really a beautiful errand, tomorrow it will be dark and strive to be able to set a big fox back, then it will be sent. The fat man looked forward to getting more yellow skins, and danced happily, tied the hind legs of "Huang Xiangu" with a dead buckle with wire, and tied it to the corner of the wall, and then we found some yellow rice noodles and sticky bean buns left by the old man from the noodle bowl to satisfy our hunger.
Eating sticky bean buns, everyone thinks it's very strange, it's still far, far away from the Spring Festival, where did the old man get this more than half a jar of yellow rice noodles and bean buns? Could it be that this old man can't dig into the corner of socialism? What's more, where can he and his granddaughter eat so many bean buns? There seems to be something strange in this, but we can't think of anything wrong for a while, but with a series of questions, we ate a lot of sticky bean buns.
At this time, the "Huang Xiangu" who had just been pinched and fainted by the fat man also woke up, I broke a little bean bag and threw it to it, but it didn't eat, like a sad and sad beautiful woman, squatting in the corner of the wall looking at her legs tied to wire, that look of indescribable sadness, watery eyes, drop by drop tears.
The fat man looked funny, and scolded with a smile: "You still have the face to cry about you, I was about to interrogate you, hurry up and confess, how many chickens have you stolen from the people?" I tell you that as soon as tomorrow dawn, I will represent the people and send you to the supply and marketing cooperatives to make a wool scarf. โ
The swallow and I laughed heartily, just as we were enjoying ourselves, there was a sudden sound of slamming the door outside the cabin of the forest farm, and a piercing cry like sawn wood came in the wind, I quickly picked up my shotgun and pushed the wooden door open, and the night outside the door was shrouded, the sleet was blowing strongly, and there was no half a figure in the large forest farm.