Chapter 42 Nothing Happens

A few men touched their stomachs in a daze and muttered, "I'm so hungry!"

Before the words fell, the sound of the stomach drumming became a single piece, and the sound shook and several hungry faces twitched.

A man retched twice, and when he looked up, he happened to see Old Man Zhang, his face was happy, and he hurriedly said, "Master Zhang, do you have anything to eat?"

Old man Zhang was furious, and scolded with a slashing face: "Eat, eat, eat! What can you bastards do but eat? Are you blind? Don't you see what your situation is now?"

As he spoke, he came up and kicked twice from self-hatred.

The man was already hungry and weak, so he came over and fell directly to the ground with one foot, and he couldn't get up just by humming and screaming in pain.

Old man Zhang was so angry that he was about to rush up and kick and beat him, but the man leading the donkey hurriedly stopped him and persuaded: "Master Zhang, don't worry, the brothers are hungry and tired now, even if you kill him at this time, he won't listen to you." Let's calm down our minds first and fill our stomachs before we talk about anything else!"

"That's not to pick up these bastards, what does it look like to be naked one by one in broad daylight. ”

More than a dozen big men looked at each other, and then they suddenly realized that they didn't have an inch on their bodies, and they couldn't help but shiver in unison, scrambling to tear open the package and put on their clothes.

"It's really evil, why don't I have any memory of what happened last night, the last thing you remember, is it also the thatched house?"

Everyone got dressed, and the man leading the donkey was stunned for a long time, frowned and suddenly asked.

The others scratched their heads, looked at each other and nodded in unison. A man seemed to think of something, and his face suddenly changed color.

"Master Zhang, this rumor of Baihugang shouldn't be true, right?"

Old man Zhang shook his head and said, "The rumors are not credible! ”

"That's not right!" someone disagreed, shouting: "It is rumored that Baihugang is a place where yin qi gathers, and lightning strikes it often. Didn't we hear the thunder on our way here?"

A person next to him immediately took over the conversation, "So, the rumor that there are no wicked people on Baihugang is also true? But anyone who wants to do evil is either killed by lightning or played to death by the evil ghosts on Baihugang?"

Another said: "Then what we have done in the past two nights, is it considered evil?"

"How can it be counted? It's just that...... it's going to kill people."

As soon as the word "person" was spoken, the man saw Old Man Zhang's gaze as if he was about to kill, and the second half of the words were suddenly swallowed back.

But the first half of the words had already come out of their mouths, and everyone heard it, and someone unnaturally pulled off his clothes: "Then didn't we see the hell last night?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone suddenly fell silent.

After a while, someone stammered: "Zhang...... Master Zhang, why don't we ...... Don't do it, since the shopkeeper dares to open a tea shed in Baihugang, maybe people have the blessing of gods and Buddhas, let's do this......"

"Shut up!" said the old man angrily, "You are not convinced to say that you are pig brains, and a few rumors have scared you like this, are you still considered a man?"

And all the people bowed their heads.

"For two nights in a row, we made such a big commotion, and I don't believe it if the shopkeeper didn't notice anything unusual. But when I went back to get my clothes, he greeted me warmly, as if nothing had happened.

People who usually react this way are not stupid, they are definitely behind it. Do you think the shopkeeper looks like a fool, and if anyone thinks of him as a fool, then you are a real fool!"

The man leading the donkey wanted to say something, but Old Man Zhang glared, held him back, and continued: "The shopkeeper doesn't know what conspiracy awaits us." What is the rumor of Baihugang, the wicked will die or something, even if it is true, it is that he died first. When we came out, we all signed the life and death certificate, if the road is safe, the rich family is just around the corner, if it is because of negligence, hehe, it is not our own life can be reached. The whole family is dying!

You can't fall short for the nine blades of the mountain!"

Old man Zhang laid out the facts and reasoned, and finally applied both soft and hard, and settled down the army's morale.

The donkey man had an idea and said, "Master Zhang, it won't be possible at night, can't we come during the day?"

"Oh, what's your idea?"

"I remember that there was a packet of sweat medicine hidden in our car? It was specially given by the owner before it came out, saying that it was a rare high-quality product, at least three times stronger than the goods on the market, and it was not noticeable when mixed in the wine. ”

Old man Zhang's eyes lit up, and he patted his thigh and said, "Yes, why did you forget about this! I happen to have a pot of good wine there, thanks to which I didn't want to drink it along the way, but this time it will come in handy!"

"Eh, Master Zhang, do you still have wine there?"

"Ahem, less nonsense! Attention, it's good, I'm calculating, you take these bastards back first, didn't they all scream with hunger just now? ”

The man leading the donkey was already hungry, so he didn't hesitate to turn around and leave, and the men didn't need to say hello, they got up quickly and followed back to the thatched house.

Old man Zhang didn't delay for a moment, went back to find the bag of sweat medicine, took out a package from the cart, carefully opened it layer by layer, and took out a silver delicate wine jug and a small wine bag. He poured a full pot of wine from the wine bag, mixed it with sweat medicine, and shook it carefully until it was completely dissolved and there was no trace of it.

Old man Zhang had just taken two steps with the wine jug, hesitated and went back to take out an oilcloth bag, gritted his teeth and held it in his hand.

Bing Sanzhang has been getting lazier and lazier recently, and the more he sees the green mountains and green waters, the more he feels that this word is the other side of the barren mountains and mountains. Repeatedly, there is a stream, a forest and a meadow, a total of a kilometer of the range of activities, although the place is not small, but after walking a few times, you will get tired.

What's more, now that there are people working under him, and he doesn't have to worry about being hungry, when he has nothing to do, he just lies in the thatched pile, studies the information in his mind, and becomes an otaku from another world with peace of mind.

As soon as Old Man Zhang entered the thatched house, he saw Bing Sanzhang in strange clothes with Erlang's legs crossed, lying there with his eyes closed and his arms closed, humming an unknown tune in his mouth, and his head swaying with the beat, looking extremely leisurely.

Old man Zhang let out a long laugh and arched his hand.

"Eh, shopkeeper, what are you busy with?"