Regardless of whether God is blind or not, the old scalper is already dead. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info was killed by lightning.

The old scalper encountered a catastrophe, but he didn't blink his eyes, staring at Niu Er with a pair of big eyes. It's a pity that in those big watery eyes, I can no longer see the smart spirit of the past.

Looking at the old scalper, Niu Er couldn't help but feel sad in his heart, and sat down.

Niu Er takes care of the old scalper, which can be described as meticulous.

During the day, I go up the mountain to graze cattle, catch up with the hot season, and when I go back to the village, I will lead the old cattle to bathe in the pond. In winter, the weather is cold, and I don't forget to weave a straw mat for the old cattle and drape it on my body.

Niu Er went up the mountain with the old scalper during the day, and slept in a bullpen with the old scalper at night. The old scalper's affection for Niu Er is naturally extraordinary.

Once, Niu Er fell into a cold at night, launched a high fever, and burned his hands all over his body. The old scalper licked the wet cow over and over again to cool him down. Another time, Niu Er was picking wild fruits on the mountain, and after eating the unripe fruits, he was poisoned, and he couldn't straighten his waist in the dark. The old scalper didn't dislike Niu Er's stench, so he arched him on his back and carried him back to the village.

The old scalper is my Niu Er's relatives.

But my only relative was chopped to death by the blind God.

Hacked to death!

Who do I turn to?

Niu Er hugged the head of the old scalper, couldn't help but have a sour nose, and the surging tears almost came out of his eyes.

Niu Er couldn't cry.

Fragrant, so fragrant.

The old scalper was struck by the thunderbolt that fell to the ground, and the wound was instantly burned by the thunder, exuding an attractive fragrance.

How can that fragrance be so seductive that people can't help but swallow their saliva and want to feast!

When was the last time Niu Er ate meat?

Niu Er has also eaten meat?

In Niu Er's memory, meat has never been something he can eat.

The villagers worship their ancestors, or sacrifice to the gods of heaven and earth during spring plowing and autumn harvest, and they will slaughter livestock to prepare offerings. After the ceremony, the offerings are distributed to the villagers.

At that time, Niu Er was extremely lucky to get a bowl of broth.

Niu Er hugged the head of the old scalper, smelled the burst of meat fragrance emitted by the old scalper, and couldn't help licking his lower lips.

No, even if my second cow is hungry for meat, I can't bite the old cattle.

The old scalper is my second relative. Flesh and blood, there is no one!

No matter how vicious I am, I can't kill each other!

Niu Er hugged the old scalper, brewing emotions, turning out the bits and pieces of his memory, and his eyes were red again.

The tears in the circles of his eyes were about to drop, but they were still a little bit closer, and they were stuck.

No, I can't.

The smell on your body is so tempting. Disturb me, so that I can't focus on remembering you.

Niu Er let out a long sigh and stood up.

The old scalper died, and Niu Er had to find a way to drag the old cattle's body back to the village.

This is a big deal, and the village chief must be made aware of it.

Niu Er stood up, hugged some wild grass and tied it into a straw rope, and tied the old ox's body.

From the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, you have to climb over the hillside and cross the pond, and walk a long way.

If you don't tie the old cow firmly, the belly intestines exposed by the split body bones will be sprinkled all the way.

Niu Er searched the nearby grass and picked up all the bones of the old cattle he could find.

With a hoarse cry, a black crow landed on a stone not far away.

The crow, flying with the smell of death, was the idea to beat the old scalper.

Niu Er picked up a stone from the ground and threw it over.

Get out, fuck off!

It's not your turn to pick up the bargain.

The old scalper was pulled back to the village, and the village chief inspected it, and it was to be buried thickly. Maybe you have to make a plaque and put it in the ancestral hall to accept incense and candles. It is used to thank the old scalper for his hard work for the people in the village all his life.

The stone fell on the big rock that the crow stepped on and flew out.

The crow let out a scream and moved to the side, but did not fly. Tilted his head sideways and looked at Niu Er.

Niu Er dragged the straw rope and struggled to drag the old ox back in the direction of the village.

The old scalper died?

It's like a bolt from the blue!

The village chief circled around the old ox and watched silently for a long time.

The death of a ploughing ox, for whatever reason, is a great deal. It is useless to tell the village chief about this matter, and it must be reported to the county government yamen.

The village chief looked at the old scalper, licked his lips, looked up at the sinking twilight, beckoned the villagers around him and said:

"Go and get a few old people. ”

The old people are the elders in the village who are old enough.

On weekdays, they sit in front of the ancestral hall and bask in the sun. There is a big event in the village, but I still have to invite them out to ask for an idea.

Among the old people, the oldest is the seventh grandmother.

The seventh grandmother is old, so old that her waist is rickety.

The spirit is excellent, and he understands that things are not confused.

Under the seventh grandmother, there is Grandpa Wu.

When Grandpa Wu was young, he worked as an errand in the yamen of the county government, the kind with a knife. The nearby state capitals, counties and towns have traveled all over and seen the world.

Niu Er's kung fu was taught by Grandpa Wu. Dial it yourself.

It's a pity that when Grandpa Wu passed on all his kung fu to Niu Er, he was old and confused. I often can't even remember who I am.

Blind that good kung fu!

Every time he saw Grandpa Wu, Niu Er couldn't help but think.

Several old people were invited to the entrance of the village by the village chief, and each looked at the old cattle that had been struck by lightning, looked at each other, and discussed ideas. Then he nodded at the village chief and walked back.

The seventh grandmother walked away, and her mouth was still muttering:

"There's meat to eat tonight. ”

The seventh grandmother's voice was not loud, but Niu Er still heard it and looked at the village chief with a shocked expression.

The village chief didn't have time to take care of Niu Er, and summoned the villagers to carry the old ox into the village. They divided their labors, set up tables and stools and set up firewood pots in the empty field of the sunning valley, and prepared for the feast at night.

Niu Er followed behind the village chief, wanting to find an opportunity to ask why he had to eat the old cattle.

Shouldn't the old ox be given a thick burial? Make a spiritual seat and place it in the ancestral hall.

It has worked for our village all its life, and there is no credit and hard work.

Even if the animal spirit can't enter the ancestral hall of the person, dig a pit and bury it.

Why do you have to eat it!

A cauldron was erected on the empty field of the valley, and the firewood burning at the bottom of the pot made a crackling sound, and the red flames burst out from the bottom of the pot, reflecting the happy smiling faces of the villagers.

Even the dogs in the village are busy running around.

The village chief took the knife and cut off all the things that could be eaten on the old cow, and even the skeleton of the cow that could not be bitten was chopped into several sections with an axe and put into a large pot to boil soup.

A piece of heavenly spirit cover with horns was left on the ground, and the two dogs were bitten in their mouths and scrambled, whining at each other.

Niu Er kicked away the two dogs and picked up the old scalper's Tianling Gai in his hand.