Shuqing looked at him thoughtfully. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info "Do you know Hu Sheng? Oh, I mean, you used to be friends? classmates or something?"

Ma Daquan lowered his head and did not speak. After a while, he looked up at Shuqing, his eyes revealing confusion and something that Shuqing didn't recognize.

He shook his head, "No, I mean, we're not friends. You know, I-I-" He lowered his head and looked at his calloused hands. For a while he remained in that position, as if asleep. When he raised his head again, his eyes were shining with tears. Hu Sheng is not his friend, never has been, Zhao Coal is his friend. He will never forget that night, the night Hu Sheng said his father cooked noodles for him.

"Your dad also cooked me noodles and added eggs. He's a good guy. Hu Sheng's smiling face was reflected in his mind. He knew he wasn't smiling, and he wouldn't forget that night, the night his dad cooked him noodles and eggs. He had just come home from outside that day, and when he walked in the door, he saw Hu Sheng sitting on a low stool in his stove room, and his father brought him a bowl of hot noodles, and he looked at them, but did not go in. There was a hurt look in his eyes - why did his father cook noodles for a little mongrel? Oh, and eggs...... He wondered if he should go in and kick him in the face, but he knew that if he did, he would definitely get beaten up, and his father would slap him and call him an unreasonable little brute. He stopped there and neither went in nor left, and then he heard their conversation—

"Boss Ma, you are a good person!" Hu Sheng looked at Ma Daquan's father gratefully.

Daddy Ma smiled and shook his head, "Eat it!

Hu Sheng put down the chopsticks in his hand when he heard this, he looked at Father Ma and said in a childish and hesitant tone: "No, I'm not, they all call me a mongrel." ”

Mada dragged a stool and sat down in front of him. Hand the chopsticks back to him. "You don't have to care what they say, it's not up to them to decide whether you're good or not, kid. ”

"I stoned Zhao Erwa's dog to death. Hu Sheng said that he seemed to be trying to prove that he was a terrible child.

Ma Daquan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, he just heard Zhao Erwa say that someone stoned his puppy to death, he was very angry, and said that if anyone finds out the person who stoned his puppy to death, he will reward that person with 10 yuan, God, this is a lot of money. Zhao Erwa's father gave Zhao Erwa 10 yuan in front of many of their children. As soon as he heard this, he immediately turned and ran out, but as he ran, he accidentally bumped into a back basket containing miscellaneous items by the door. His father stuck his head out of the stove, Hu Sheng also stuck out his head, and his father called him from behind. "Daquan, it's time to eat, where to run. ”

He went to tell the truth, he went to do something that he regretted in his life, he told Zhao Erwa, and that night the group of them was blocked on the way home by Hu Sheng. They also copied the guys and took sticks. He saw them beat Hu Sheng violently, and he saw that Hu Sheng was no match for them, and they kicked him, pulled his hair with their hands, and poked his asshole with sticks. While beating and scolding, the scolding was very ugly, and all the swear words he had never heard before, he heard them there. It seems that he has listened to all the dirty words he has heard in his life. He saw Hu Sheng kneeling on the ground begging them for mercy, he was crying and was about to lose his breath, he couldn't stand it, he begged them to let him go, but the more Zhao Erwa's group listened to him begging for mercy, the more energetic they became. They didn't let go until they had beaten him motionless.

"So, you hit him too?" Shuqing looked at Ma Daquan, one hand on her heart, she couldn't believe it, she didn't want to believe that such a dirty and dirty thing had ever happened to such a young child in this town. So, Hu Sheng will leave-

Ma Daquan shook his head, "No, I didn't hit him." I saw the way he looked at me, and I knew that he remembered me, that he knew I was informing, but -- but -- I didn't know that they would do this to him. I don't really know. I just want that 10 bucks, and no one likes him in town, saying he's—"

"Bastard!" Shuqing tugged at the clothes on her chest, and she suddenly deeply understood Chen Xianhui's approach. She understood. She understood.

"Do you think he killed your dog?" said Shuqing.

"Yes, that's right, I think so, he killed Mark's dog and came to warn me. I'm afraid—"

"You're afraid he'll deal with Mark, so you're going to let me send Mark away?"

"No, no, that's not the case," Ma Daquan shook his head and nodded again, "That's right." ”

Shuqing was a little confused by him.

Ma Daquan looked at Shuqing, sniffed, and reached out to wipe his face.

"Do you know that old tradition in town?" he said.

"What tradition?" Shuqing really didn't know what traditions there were in the town, and it stands to reason that she should know, but at that time their family hadn't moved here, and at that time they should have lived in a ravine several kilometers away from here, and when they moved here, she was almost going to leave the town, but she didn't hear about any traditions when she was in school in the town, she didn't remember any traditions, no one told her, she hadn't heard of them.

"Blood sacrifice, haven't you heard of it?" Ma Daquan looked at Shuqing in surprise, it was impossible for her age not to have heard of the open secrets of this town, how could she not know. "The madhouse, you know about the madhouse, right?"

"You mean, it has something to do with the madhouse, too?"

"Yes, yes, I heard that you went to the madhouse last time you came back, right, to visit that old crazy woman, Xie Junya took you there. ”

Shuqing nodded. She was reluctant to mention the mad woman who was dead.

"They said that the madmen in the town were cursed, that the gang who hunted down the brother and sister were killed in the Valley of the Immortal, and that their souls were locked in the immortal flower. The siblings were the ancestors of the town, who discovered and bred here. But they had a lot of children, most of them crazy, and you heard the story, right, you must have heard it. ”

"It's superstition. Shuqing smiled, so she remembered, An Xiaowen asked her about this when she first came, she didn't know how An Xiaowen knew about this town, but she knew this town very well. Yes, it's a bit strange to think about it now.

Ma Daquan shook his head and was noncommittal to Shuqing's words. "Maybe it's superstition, it's really superstition, but then there were more and more madmen, and more and more children died, and they thought that the dead group was doing the trick, because one of them went to pick dandelions and strayed into the valley of the immortals, and the valley of the immortals was forbidden at that time, and I don't know how the child got in, and when she came back, she changed, and she kept saying, 'Here they are, they're coming, they're going to cut off a woman's womb to make egg skewers.'" ’”

Shuqing didn't want to listen to it anymore, the more she listened, the more incredible she felt, she couldn't believe that a big man was so superstitious about these things, these hundreds of years ago, the old grandmothers made up scary stories, she had heard. Her grandmother had also told her stories about the gang who had hunted down her siblings, telling her not to go alone to the valley or to a place where there was no one.

"I've heard this story. However, Boss Ma, what does this have to do with Hu Sheng. Shuqing looked a little impatient. She felt that Boss Ma was really a bit of a problem. (To be continued.) )