"Wait a minute! This pig can't be killed!" A person suddenly strode over and stretched out his hand to stop the butcher knife wielded by Liu Daxia.

We took a closer look, and it turned out that this Cheng Biting Jin, who was killed halfway, was an old god.

Liu Daxia was dissatisfied: "You don't want to die? Such a scorpion tiger and a scorpion tiger collided, do you think this knife can't kill you?"

"Liu Daxia, listen to me, this pig can't be killed!" the old god gasped.

"This pig is your uncle, why can't you kill it?" Liu Daxia shook the blood-dripping pig-killing knife in front of the old god.

"This is Six-Fingered, and if you kill this pig, you will kill Six-Fingered!" cried the old god.

"I don't care about its five toes and six toes, anyway, if I want to eat its meat, I will kill it!" Liu Daxia snorted coldly.

"It's not five toes and six toes, it's called six fingers, it's a human ......," the old god diligently explained. However, his words sounded incoherent to others!

I hurriedly stepped forward and said to the old god: "Old god, if you haven't taken the wrong medicine, don't mess around here, don't hinder Liu Daxia from killing pigs!"

"Yes, our hands are sour! Old God, don't worry about it, hurry up and let Liu Daxia kill the pig!" Heng Qi and the others also shouted impatiently.

"Kesi, that's right, this pig really can't be killed, because it's not a pig, it's a human!" the old god looked at me and said very seriously.

"Damn, the 'Emperor's New Clothes' is here! This is obviously a pig, but in your eyes it has become a human! I don't know if you are crazy or we are crazy?" Heng Qi sneered.

"Yes, the old god, you are too outrageous, could it be that this pig is really your uncle?" everyone also sneered.

"Old God, what the hell is going on?" asked Shopee as he walked over and stared at the Old God solemnly.

"First of all, I want you to make sure that I'm not crazy, otherwise I wouldn't be able to answer your question!" replied the old god.

"You're not crazy, it's useless if I confirm it, if you're really crazy, am I sure you're not crazy, aren't you?" asked Shopee rhetorically.

"You have to pull the skin to the side, I will kill the pig first! Otherwise, people will suffer, and pigs will suffer with them!" Liu Daxia said and raised the butcher knife again!

"Liu Daxia, if you go down with this knife today, you will create a great sin, and you will go to hell!" the old god roared wildly, almost breaking his vocal cords.

And at this moment, the pig seemed to respond to the roar of the old god, and pulled a big bubble of pig shit, all of which were pulled on Huang Ranran, who was standing behind the pig's buttocks. Huang Ran instinctively reached out to pat the pig, the pig took the opportunity to kick his leg violently, and then a lazy pig rolled on, rolled from the bench to the ground, and then squeezed out of the crowd and ran out of the pig farm compound!

"Damn, why did the pig run away, chase after it!" the crowd shouted and chased out.

"Now that the pig has run away, you are 'meritorious'!" Liu Daxia stupidly threw the pig-killing knife into the blood basin, and stared at the old god with a pair of fierce flying eyes.

"Shopee, Kesi, Liu Daxia, listen to me, I bought Six Fingers from a farmer named Shang Tianliang a few months ago, Shang Tianliang said that his son Six Fingers was reincarnated in the pig of this pig, and he asked me to buy this pig and come back to raise it, this pig can only let it die of old age by itself, and must not be killed, because it is a human, not a pig, and killing it is equivalent to killing someone!"

"Old God, how did this pig become the son of a dead conscience?What the hell are you doing?" Shopee stared at the old god suspiciously.

Shang Tianliang's son Shang De died in a car accident when he was 20 years old, and he gave Shang Tianliang a dream, saying that he missed the time to enter the ghost gate and became a lonely ghost. The ghost sent his soul to temporarily attach to the body of a pig, this pig can only die naturally, it must not be slaughtered, once it sees the blood, it will become a powerful ghost......"

"Old God, you must have received a benefit fee from others when you bought this pig to raise, right? How much money did you charge? Also, today, in the 21st century, what is your intention in spreading superstitious remarks like this?" I sneered as I stared at the old god.

"I ...... I ......" The old god suddenly couldn't answer.

As soon as I saw that he was so weak-hearted, I understood that I was right. I turned to Shopee and said, "I'll help you sort out the whole thing now." Shang Tianliang was in a trance because of the pain of losing his son, thinking that his son had entrusted him with a dream, that is, the incident that the old god said. And the superstitious Shang Tianliang may have inadvertently revealed his affairs to the old gods. The old god, a charlatan, bought the pig from Shang Tianliang in the name of doing good, and it is estimated that the benefit fee he received from Shang Tianliang must be much higher than the money he paid for the pig! In short, the whole thing is that this swindler is deceiving the superstitious masses, and the so-called karma is completely false!"

"Old God, is that so?" Shopee stared at the old god with burning fire.

"Get out of the way, the pig is coming!" At this time, there was a lot of noise outside the hospital, and I saw Tang Jun, Heng Qi and others carrying the pig over, the pig had many blood stains on its body, and the pig's body was also stiff and stiff, and it was estimated that it was dead.

"The pig ran onto the road and was hit by a car and died, so it didn't have to be slaughtered. Tang Jun said to us.

"Alright, then dispose of both pigs, and we'll have a tooth sacrifice tonight. I said to the people. I turned my head to look at the old god again, "This pig was not slaughtered, it was killed by a car, you don't have to have such a big psychological burden, do what you should do." ”

But the old god stood still.

"What else?" I asked.

"This pig is not slaughtered and cannot be eaten, so let's make a dojo for it, bury it or burn it......" The old god said with thick lips.

"What is the matter with you, old god, such a big fat pig that will not eat it, but bury or burn it?" all the people scoffed.

"I see that you have completely fallen into the abyss of feudal superstition, metaphysics, and idealism!

We hurriedly looked at Shopee, but Shopee said inexplicably, "It's not me!

"It's Huang Run!" said the big head laughed.

"Whoa!" everyone laughed.

"This pig ......," Liu Daxia asked me.

"Boil a pot of boiling water, shave the hair with iron sheets, hang it on a tree and cut it open, take out the internal organs, and then chop the meat into pieces and send it to the kitchen," I said with a wave ......of my hand.

"Kosi, I know I can't hold my arms and thighs, but can you fry the pork of these two pigs separately?" that is to say, the meat of the six fingers and the good pork are fried separately...... "The old god made one last request to me.

"Yes, according to you!" I happily agreed to the old god's request.