In order to prevent the weasel from farting, Wang Xiaohu bought a few masks, which were not used when he smashed the entrance of the hall, but now he uses them, and each wears a mask and takes the money to buy things, and after a walk, he found that there is an outdoor goods store in the county, and his brothers bought sleeping bags, alcohol stoves, instant noodles, and a change of clothes...... As if fleeing the famine, I carried a bunch of them, found a truck to pull goods, and gave some money to deliver them to the vicinity of the supermarket.

Busy until more than four o'clock, the sky began to gradually darken, the autumn breeze swirled and blew, fortunately, the supermarket collapsed with great personality, half of it was still intact, blocking the wind outlet, Rao also felt that the cold was pressing, and he didn't eat at noon, William Lin found a sheltered place, lit an alcohol stove, and cooked instant noodles with mineral water.

After a lot of effort, the aroma spread, and the brothers began to gurgle when they smelled the aroma, and they couldn't wait to come up, and waited to eat noodles with the lunch box they bought, and the noodles were boiled in a small pot, only enough for two people to eat half full, Wang Xiaohu let the youngest little madman and the injured Lao Mu eat first, and their brother waited for the next pot.

The little madman is the least hungry, and he is young, everyone usually takes care of him, and it has become a habit, and he unceremoniously took half a lunch box of noodles, even the soup with water, and he didn't care about being hot, just brought to his mouth to eat, bang! An earth-shattering noise came, which frightened the little madman, his hands trembled, the lunch box fell to the ground, and he looked at the instant noodles on the ground in a daze, and there was no movement for a long time.

Wang Xiaohu was also taken aback, and his first thought was, Aunt Thirteen found artillery to bombard them? I think it's impossible, not to mention whether Aunt Thirteen has that ability, even if she does. A shot came, and now their brothers are all over the ground, looking around. There was no, so I couldn't help but jump out, and when I looked in the direction where the sound came, my nose was almost out of breath.

The place where the supermarket is built is not particularly remote, and there are not many people, because it is inconvenient to buy things in too remote places, and it is expensive to buy land in too many places. So the location of this place is good, but there are few people, and there is a road in front of the supermarket. There are people on both sides, and I don't know when, there is an old man with popcorn on the side of the road.

When many people were young, they would often wait around an iron pot with their ears plugged. It's ringing! Hear such shouts. The child can immediately and instinctively cover his ears, but his eyes are shiny and shiny. Watch as the master pours the corn kernels through a small hole into the dark popcorn pot, and shakes them on the fire. I only heard a "boom" behind me, and the air was filled with a strong aroma. Raw popcorn becomes.

Now this kind of old-fashioned collapse pot is basically extinct, as long as there is a microwave oven at home, popcorn can be broken, and when I see such an old antique, Wang Xiaohu is still a little nostalgic. But this old man is not in the right place, even if there is still this primitive popcorn method. You should also go to the vicinity of the school, there are not many people in this place, what kind of business can you have?

What's more, it's dark, don't come early or late, but come at this time, if you want to say that there are no moths and ghosts, you don't believe it, but the old man who broke popcorn is really ordinary, I can't see any strange skills, he is in his fifties, wearing a blue polyester card tunic suit, with a shabby cloth hat on his head, sleeves on both arms, a retired old worker's appearance, short stature, thin monkey like, and a leper dog lying next to him, lazy.

Wang Xiaohu squinted, not knowing what to do, to say that the old man just collapsed a pot of popcorn, is it difficult to drive people away? Before he could get a good idea, the little madman ran over, and blew a high note across the flute, like a sharp sword across the night, the sound was so fierce that it was twisted in his ears, but the old man who broke the popcorn didn't hear it, and went to check the buds in the noodle bag with both hands, making a loud noise, and the leper dog next to him was also uneasy...... The loud shouting actually destroyed the flute sound played by the little madman.

Wang Xiaohu was really surprised, how powerful the little madman's illusion is, he knows best, a fart can hypnotize the other party, and now that the jade flute is in hand, he can't conjure up a bad old man, so is he still an ordinary person? The little madman also looked solemn, he just wanted to make the old man feel scared when he blew a sharp high note before, and when he saw that it couldn't affect him, he put down the flute, took a deep breath, and wanted to take it seriously, but Wang Xiaohu stretched out his hand to stop him and said: "Save some strength, it's just an opening, what's the hurry?" As long as he doesn't come to make trouble, you should not see him. ”

The little madman listened to Wang Xiaohu's words the most, put down the flute in a daze, and said to him: "Brother Xiaohu, I haven't used my real skills yet, even if the flute can't trick him, I still have spices!" After that, he took out a small bag from his clothes, and after opening it, there were all kinds of small bags, and a strange fragrance suddenly came out, Wang Xiaohu felt a little confused for a moment, and hurriedly said: "Now is not the time to use these, you listen to me, let you shoot, you are shooting!" ”

Wang Xiaohu has his considerations, after all, the other party is just an old man who has broken popcorn, no matter how weird, he is tempting, let the little madman shoot at the beginning, then he will lose a good card, and the good card will always be left behind to play, the little madman is obviously still feeling sorry for the instant noodles he didn't eat, and looked at the old man hatefully.

"Obedient, isn't it just a bowl of instant noodles, you eat mine first." Wang Xiaohu dragged the little madman back, the brothers asked about the situation, and knew that the other party had already made a move, Geng Jianyang didn't care about eating, looked at the surrounding terrain, discussed it with his brothers, and simply arranged a down-and-out array with gravel.

Then everyone was fine, the brothers ate hot instant noodles very steadily, there was something in the stomach, and the spirit was much better, everyone knew that something would happen tonight, and they were all moving their bodies, Wang Xiaohu checked the yellow charm on his body, the magic weapon, and Lao Mu also took out the yellow charm, token, and scolded, it seems that he is going to find the field today.

The weather is good today, the moon is not yet fully round, but it is just a small bite, the pollution of the small county town is not so serious, the stars are bright, if it is not for the yellow immortals, it is really a good day to admire the moon, the strange thing is that nothing happened in the first half of the night, except for the occasional few dying chirps of autumn insects, there is not even a sound.

The brothers were a little sleepy, leaning against the wall, chatting with their spirits, Wang Xiaohu was worried about a stone in his hand, looking at the bright moon in the sky, such a good moonlight is similar to the moonlight in Niangniang Village in Helan Mountain, Wu Ya ...... Are you okay?

Whining...... Just when Wang Xiaohu thought of Wu Ya, there was a slight sound on the right, like a dog looking for bones, Wang Xiaohu sat up straight, and the leper dog next to the old man poked out the dog's head from the ruins on the right, and looked at them curiously.

Oh! Whining! The leper dog was in pain, turned around and ran, Wang Xiaohu wanted to see if the old man who broke popcorn was gone, and just stood up, he heard suona and crying not far away...... Messy voice, messy and weird, and then Wang Xiaohu saw a piece of white paper money floating in the wind, is this a funeral?

The time is wrong, the funeral is usually during the day, so there is a funeral at this point in the evening? Wang Xiaohu was very puzzled, followed the sound to see, not a lot of effort, from the road came the No. 34 men and women, each wearing white filial piety clothes, white filial piety hats, white belts around their waists, carrying a coffin, crying and crying, blowing and blowing and beating to meet the face.

Speaking of the Northeast side of the funeral is also a lot of exquisite, the scale of the funeral varies according to the rich and poor, as little as 20 or 30 people, more than 100 people. The number of people is to test the bereaved family and the deceased's daily popularity. According to the rules, the coffin must be carried by a person on foot, not by a car, otherwise it will be scolded as "no one carries it when it dies", implying that he did not accumulate virtue and do good deeds during his lifetime, and offended too many people. Most of the people who carry the coffin are helped by relatives and friends, two people carry a bar, there are sixteen, twenty-four, thirty-two, sixty-four people to carry the difference, of course, the more people the more decent, there must be a corresponding guard of honor in the team, including inscriptions, paper utensils and snow willows and sacrificial flags made of willow branches paste white paper, etc., as well as the drum group blowing along the way, scattering paper money while walking, it looks like a white flower.

The funeral team in front of it is a coffin carried by fourteen people, this is too unlucky, to die to die, this means, and the people in this team seem to be very short, and they are still carrying a messy wooden pole on their backs, and they don't know what to do, although they are far away, they can't see clearly, but they can also feel that the team is more than one meter and five tall, is it the president of the dwarf association who died? Wang Xiaohu looked strange, secretly guarded, still a little confused, Huang Xian wanted to find trouble with them, so he didn't have to be so grand, right?

Soon his doubts were solved, this strange funeral procession, not far from the supermarket, was only about one hundred and fifty meters away from Wang Xiaohu and them, suddenly dispersed, with a wooden pole to build a simple funeral shed, behind the coffin there was a small wooden table, in front of a wreath or something.

Paper-burning pots, incense burners, paper money...... Everything is available, and then more than 30 people are lying in front of the coffin crying, the crying sound is very ugly, like pinching the throat and crying again, the strange thing is that there is no spiritual position, I don't know who died, and there are no photos, just when Wang Xiaohu looked at it with relish, the thirteenth aunt appeared, and saw her holding a spiritual position, walked to the wooden table, solemnly put the black and white dark light and spiritual position on it, and then lay on the ground and cried.

Under the moonlight, everyone revealed their true bodies, and it turned out to be a weasel wearing a white filial piety robe, drooping his tail, pouting and kowtowing there, crying and calling a miserable, and when Wang Xiaohu saw the dark light and the tablet, his nose was almost crooked, and he saw a black and white photo of himself, which was placed on the table, and the spiritual seat was written, Wang Xiaohu's spiritual position.

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