The old mountain worm pulls stones for people, and he is shrewd enough to deliberately vacate the middle of the stone stack on the car to reduce weight. However, the employer soon realized that he proposed to measure the cubic meter after unloading the truck. In order to make more money, the ox cart was overloaded again.

In order to give himself courage, Wu Fool often drank a few cups of Lao Baigan, and there were sweat stars on his red face. People watched him get down the winding mountain road with the wheels in tow, the iron cart creaking, the lever crunching and crunching, and they all sweated for him.

Finally, one day, the ox cart overturned halfway up the mountain, and a stone with four wedges crushed him into a flatbread. His death was talked about in the village for three or four days, and then no one talked about it again, just as there was a small sapling that was trampled off by someone's cow.

The mountain god was indifferent to the death of the fool Wu. Wu Fool died not from his spell, but from a broken chain in the brake.

He reckoned that it was time for the boy to change careers, so that Whale Mountain might be spared from quick damage. Once there is no mountain, is there still a mountain god? The end of the mountain god is to turn into a pinch of powder equivalent to a Buddhist relic. He feared that day would come.

"If you want to go to school, then go, why bother biting the mountain!"

"How do you know?"

"I've been to school with you."

The boy was taken aback: "You really went to No. 2 Middle School with me?" ”

"You look at a sign, and you come back wilted."

"I'm never going to go!"

7

10 years later.

Boom - the old mountain god was awakened by a particularly violent explosion, and he felt that the sky and the earth were turned upside down: "This voice, something is wrong! ”

He rode the wind, flew halfway up the mountain, squinted his eyes, looked against the sun, and found that the cliff of a mountain pond had collapsed a lot of rocks. He understood that explosives had changed their brand and were more powerful.

At the exit of the mountain pond, there is a huge couplet: paving down is a broad avenue, and standing up is a towering high-rise building. Obviously, it is talking about mining mountain rocks for construction.

"That's amazing...... Presumptuous! These days are getting more and more ...... It's been 10,000 years a day......"

He saw the boy, but he had grown up, and the warm sun was shining on his angular face, turning into a calm smile.

That very night, the mountain god turned into a pinch of green powder, and in the moonlight flashed a few unobtrusive crystals.

In the early years of Guangxu in the Qing Dynasty, on an autumn evening, two people walked excitedly on an avenue on the outskirts of Beijing.

These are two cloth dealers, one named Wang Xinkui and the other named Sun Baofa, who have just returned from selling cloth in Henan. The business went quite smoothly, the two made a lot of money, they were in a happy mood, and they talked and laughed along the way. A burly man on the side of the road, with two big boxes on the ground, was sitting on a flat shoulder and fanning the wind with a straw hat, and saw Wang Xinkui and Sun Baofa from a distance, so he greeted him, and asked in a foreign accent: "Two big brothers, is there a hotel nearby?" Wang Xinkui is a cheerful person, and stretched out his hand to point: "Walking more than a mile forward, it seems that there is a Xinglai Inn."

It just so happens that we are going to stay at the hotel too! If you don't know the way, follow us. The big man hurriedly thanked him, picked up the box and followed the cloth seller to the Xinglai Inn.

Along the way, the three of them talked and exchanged names. Dahan calls himself Liu San, his hometown is in a very remote and poor village in Shanxi, and he has been running business in the Beijing area. The day before yesterday, he suddenly received a message from his hometown, saying that his father was sick and asked him to go back quickly. He thought that there was nothing in his hometown, so he prepared two large boxes of things and hurried home.

The cloth dealer comforted him a few more words.

It didn't take long for the three of them to arrive at the Xinglai Inn. Because it was all the way, they were arranged to stay in the east wing.

After the things were put away, the three of them worked hard all the way, washed their faces, and went to bed early.

Let's say that there are two people living next to them, one is a sand pot seller, and the other is a blind fortune teller known as "Beijing Yigua", people only know his surname Chen, and they all call him Chen Yigua.

The sand pot seller knew the reputation of Chen Yigua, seized this opportunity, and had a chance to idle with the blind man, asking the blind man not to charge money for himself to divinate a hexagram. It was very late, and the tiredness of selling the sand pot came up, and he fell asleep with his head tilted.

Chen Yigua turned off the light and was about to sleep, but because he was old, he was entangled by the sand pot seller for a while just now, and he couldn't sleep for a while. Just when Chen Yigua was about to fall asleep in a daze, there was a strange slight noise in the east wing next door.

The blind man, whose hearing was extremely acute, was stimulated by this sound, turned over, and pressed his ear to the wall, as if it were the sound of an axe swinging through the air, followed by the sound of a man! Then there was a strange noise, and when I listened to it again, there was no movement.

Chen Yigua gasped and thought for a while, touched the bed selling the sand pot, quietly woke him up, and whispered in his ear: "It's bad, there is a murder in the east wing!" "The sand pot seller was shocked at first, and then he didn't believe it. Chen Yigua said: "I pretended to break your sand pot, and you quarreled with me, and the louder the better, so as to observe the movements of a few people in the east wing." ”

As he spoke, he lit the lamp! Picked up a clay pot and smashed it on the ground. The sand pot seller scolded, and he scolded back, and the quarrel was particularly harsh in the middle of the night. The entire inn was woken up, and the lights were lit up in every room.

The three people in the east wing pushed the door in first and asked the reason. The sand pot seller said that the blind man smashed my pot for no reason, and the blind man said that I lost my money. The three people in the east wing were kind and persuasive, but the two still did not give up.

Then the innkeeper also came, and said to the seller of the pots, "Since you have not stolen the blind man's money, show him your things." ”

The sand pot seller agreed, and the three people in the east wing took the initiative to help Chen Yigua search for a while, but found nothing. Chen Yigua cried loudly: "I am a blind man, I managed to accumulate a few strings of copper coins by telling fortunes for others, and I lost them in the middle of the night today, and everyone who lives here is suspicious."

If you don't find anyone in the same room with me, you should start searching the people closest to my house one by one! If I can't find it, I won't live! The three people in the east wing were furious: "You blind man is really unreasonable. We are kind enough to help you, but not only do you not appreciate it, but you also bite us back! ”

At this time, the more and more passengers gathered, looking at Chen Yigua's pitiful look of looking for death and life, they persuaded one after another: "Just start with the three of you, if you can't find it, you can search us next to each other, and let the blind man die." ”

With that, the crowd poured into the east wing. The three of them had no choice but to open the package and other items, but no. Everyone asked them to open the box as well, and Liu San hurriedly said: "These are all funeral supplies that I am going to go back to mourn, it's too unlucky!" I'm afraid I'm going to rush everyone's wealth. Chen Yigua insisted on opening it, Liu San's expression changed greatly, and the passengers became more and more suspicious that he had stolen the money, and they asked to open the box.

Liu San and the others sweated like rain, trying to escape from the road, but they were already stopped by everyone.

The innkeeper personally opened the box, and inside were several bloodstained oiled paper bags, and when he opened it, he saw that they were two dismembered dead people!

It turned out that Liu San was carrying two boxes containing his two accomplices, and in the middle of the night, after the two cloth sellers were asleep, they crawled out of the boxes, hacked the cloth dealers to death in their sleep with sharp axes, and then separated the boxes, preparing to leave the store before dawn.

Because it was night when I stayed in the hotel, and it was not dawn when I left the store, no one paid attention to the appearance of the three people, and even if they paid attention, they couldn't tell the difference in the hurry.

In addition, there are three people staying in the hotel and three people leaving the store, and the number is consistent, which will not arouse the suspicion of others. I thought that things were done seamlessly, but who expected that Skynet would be restored, negligent but not leaky, but it was defeated in the hands of a blind fortune teller!