It was not very late, and the afterglow of the setting sun was still shining on the mountains.
There are more people on the street.
Some people feel that their home is too stuffy and they don't even bother to eat dinner, so they pull up a small table at the door and the whole family gathers around the small table to have a few bites.
After dinner, people came to the intersection of the alley to enjoy the cool air.
So even though the day has passed, the old town is even more lively.
The toad took off his coat and put it on his skinny shoulders. The exposed skin was dark - it was not tanned by the sun. The second-rate man always hides at home and sleeps in broad daylight. How could he be tanned by the sun?
The black spots on his body are chapped. He has been covered in old chapped skin for several years and even fleas cannot bite him!
Cyanosis is a treasure of second-rate people. It protects against wind and warmth in winter, and protects against insect and mosquito bites in summer. But when it is hot and humid, it makes people feel uncomfortable. When you rub it with your hand, it will turn into a lump of mud.
The toad was walking crookedly on the street, holding on to his shoes, revealing a pair of dry ribs covered with many scabies.
The scabies dried up into pimples, like the sebaceous glands on a toad's back, which was one of the reasons he got his nickname.
People enjoying the cool air on the street really thought he was a toad.
Seeing him approaching, the people enjoying the shade immediately packed up their things and left.
The toad wanted to get some food, but the people in the town were as wary of him as they were of the foreign devils. When his figures appeared, they didn't wait to get closer and dodge faster one by one.
Seeing this, the toad got angry and stood at the intersection, pinching his waist and scolding his mother: "You ancestral women, do you think the men are ghosts? Two families are eating shit at the door. Why are they running when the men come? I will give you another shit.
Soak!"
"Isn't it just that we have two people to eat at home? What's so exciting? Really, Xiaoliu and his brother climbed on his father's forehead - he is so stingy. Do you think I eat from everyone's family? Bullshit! You guys are like pigs.
Draw a nose on it - I think I have such a big face!"
He cursed for a while and became even hungrier.
Originally, he planned to go to Cao's house tonight to have a meal, but when he arrived at the door, he was beaten away by the nurse with a mallet before he even wiped off his sweat.
But he didn't dare to scold the Cao family.
Because the Cao family is rich and powerful, if he is unhappy, they can really beat him.
After standing at the intersection and cursing several times, he stretched his neck and looked around with the last remaining light of the day.
He squeezed his blistered eyes and looked carefully, looking specifically at the chimney on the roof.
Since no one was willing to honor him when eating out, he decided to find someone who would come to his home to eat and drink.
As a senior second-rate man, he knows that eating and drinking is a craft, and not just anyone can do it.
There is something special about eating for free.
It's no good if you go too early. People won't turn on the pot when they see you coming, and they'll stay up until you leave.
It’s not good to go there too late. Everyone has eaten all the food and wiped it clean. If you go there, you can only compete with the dogs to lick the bottom of the plate.
So you have to come to the door just when the pot is boiling and the meal is ready.
So he stared at the chimney.
You can't go if the chimney is belching black smoke, because the meal has just been cooked.
Wait a minute if there is white smoke coming out of the chimney. It means the fire has stopped and is ready to start eating.
He glanced at two chimneys with white smoke coming out, and quickly went to the back window and sniffed hard.
This is another trick for second-rate people to find ways to eat by smelling the food.
Don't bother to open the door, but when someone lifts the lid, a pot of sorghum cakes is placed inside.
Sorghum pancakes are not delicious, they irritate your throat, and a second-rate person would rather go hungry than eat them.
He was lucky tonight. The first house he found had the scent of oil from the back window.
This made him extremely happy.
If it smells oily, it's either stir-fried or fried. Whether stir-fried or deep-fried, you can't go wrong with this meal!
He crooked his neck and was about to enter, but when he went around to the front door, he felt puzzled: Isn't this a poor family with six sons? Can their family eat oil? Don't kill their children and use their meat to cook oil.
?
While Toad wanted to go in and take advantage, he was still thinking about killing others, but he thought this was natural.
Because he thinks that the poor six sons and his family are poor, and he is willing to visit their house to give his family face!
He was about to walk in.
A small furry hand grabbed his ankle from behind.
At this time, the moon was rising, and a gust of night wind blew the toad trembling, and he hurriedly looked down.
A strange thing with white hair and black stripes glanced at him.
The look in his eyes looked a bit angry.
The toad was frightened, what the hell is this? Why is it so long-haired and still has such charming eyes?
A voice sounded behind him: "Donor, please stay."
Toad turned around and took two steps back, and saw a young Taoist priest appearing in front of him with a solemn expression.
The thing that hooked his ankle just now ran back to the Taoist priest. The Taoist priest took something out of the bag in his hand and handed it to it.
Chicken wings!
Stewed!
The toad suddenly sat down on the ground and covered his ankles and shouted: "Taoist Master Yunsong, your mountain guarding beast just took a bite of me and scared my legs to cramp!"
Yun Song was not angry at his slander.
He looked at the toad solemnly and said: "Donor, your leg cramps are not caused by being frightened by the beast of our sect, but because you are weak and are haunted by ghosts."
The toad burst out laughing when he heard this: "Taoist Master, you are trying to fool those stupid wealthy people with your rhetoric. People like me, who are in the world, don't believe this, huh..."
"If you don't believe me, get out of here, tonight at the earliest and tomorrow night at the latest, hum." Yun Song had an enigmatic smile on his face.
The toad pointed at the bundle in his hand and said, "If you want us to get out, give us the meat and wine inside, and then we'll roll it for you from here to the entrance of the alley..."
"No, get out!"
"Then Taoist priest, you are in trouble."
The toad laughed ferociously and pulled out a handful from his arms.
Then he stabbed his ankle twice, then hugged his calf and started screaming:
"The Taoist Master lets his dogs bite people..."
After saying these eight words, his voice suddenly stopped.
Because he saw the Taoist priest opposite him pulling out a shell gun from behind.
The muzzle of the gun was dark.
On a hot day, he felt chilly.
This is a real guy!
The toad didn't talk nonsense, got up and limped away.
He ran away and wanted to say something cruel, but he saw the Taoist priest and the little beast beside him standing there, looking straight at him.
The eyes of one man and one beast are very scary.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! He cursed his mother and went home gloomily.
It is said to be a 'home', but in fact it is a broken house where a few scoundrels in the town can stay.
The house had no door. It was cold last winter and they had no firewood so they broke down the door and burned it.
Of course, people like them don't need to have doors in their homes.
The poor mice in the family will howl in distress when they enter the house, so there will definitely be no thieves coming to the house.
As for someone walking in the wrong door? That's great, they are just eager for someone to come in.
The men would take off their clothes and the women would take off their trousers, the dogs would come in and take off the skin, and a fly would have to take off two feces pimples from its legs.
There is no door, so any smell in the house can be smelled outside.
The toad smelled the aroma of stewed chicken before it reached the door.
Now that the wound on his leg no longer hurt, he rushed in three steps at a time and prepared to eat.
Only scattered chicken bones were left on the ground.
Three disheveled men burped in recollection.
Seeing this, the toad was filled with unknown anger. The second-rate man next to him was very quick-witted and immediately shouted:
"Brother Toad, don't be angry. Didn't you go to Cao's house to find Young Master Cao? We thought that Young Master Cao was so generous that he had to invite you to a restaurant to drink and play with girls, right? So we stewed a chicken ourselves.
Have a great time…”
"Stop him," the toad picked up a piece of chicken neck and chewed it, his face full of anger, "He's a wholesaler, I can't even get in his house, let alone invite him to drink and play chicken.
Already."
"You didn't even enter the Cao family's house?" A scarred-faced man was horrified, "Could something really happen to Young Master Cao?"
"But retribution cannot be retribution on us, we are just helping him." said the second-rate man who spoke before.
The remaining second-rate boy is the youngest. He has a handsome appearance and clean clothes. His image is incompatible with the other three.
After listening to his companion's words, he said leisurely: "Don't deceive yourself, we are honest in our work, but that girl was destroyed in our hands..."
"But we didn't kill anyone!"
"What's the difference from killing someone?"
"Of course there is a difference between him and others. What do you know, you bastard? Apart from peeking at men taking showers, what else do you know..."
"Brother Toad, look, he's talking about that again!"
"You are a chicken, you are a stinky cow, you are a stinker!"
The two ruffians started arguing over a disagreement, and after a few words, they started to fight with their fists.
The toad kicked the table over and shouted: "Shut up! How many times have I told you bitches? That has nothing to do with us!"
"We went to see prostitutes and drink that day. Didn't we meet some girl from the city without him?"
The young rogue snorted and stood up and walked out.
The toad asked angrily: "Little fish, where are you going?"
Xiaoyu said impatiently: "Go to our house and sleep!"
The remaining three rogues were sitting in the dilapidated hall. The moon had risen and the silvery moonlight shone into the room.
Somewhat bleak.
The three of them looked at each other speechlessly.
The toad thought for a moment and wanted to speak, but Scarface rushed back and shouted in horror: "Outside!"
The other two people hurriedly looked outside.
It was dark outside, with only a little bit of moonlight shining here and there.
"Knife, why are you so surprised?" the toad asked angrily.
Daozi said in fear: "I, I, I just, just now, really, I just saw a head hanging from the window!"
Toad and the other rogue frowned.
Daozi hurriedly shouted: "Really, it's not that the eyes are dazzled, it's just that a head is outside, and then the eyes are dazzled and gone again!"
"Then are you dazzled?" asked another rogue.
Daozi said angrily: "That head has no neck! It's just a head!"
Hearing this, the toad trembled subconsciously.
He suddenly remembered the young Taoist priest's sneer earlier.
You are weak...
You are haunted by a ghost...
He swallowed and said: "Okay, you must be dazzled, forget about going to sleep, mother, I thought I could eat a big meal tonight, but I haven't eaten since morning, and ended up eating a fart!"
The house has two rooms.
The toad and the relatively clean little fish lived in one room, and the other two who liked to grind their teeth, fart and snore slept in the same room.
He entered the house with a gloomy face.
The room was dark.
It happened that dark clouds covered the moon, and the night became extremely dark.
Darkness was floating, and thick ink seemed to be splashed between heaven and earth.
The toad felt heavy-hearted.
He looked up to see the stars.
too dark.
It's so depressing.
However, the clouds were thick and there was no moonlight or starlight.
The dark night sky was lifeless.
The room was even more silent, with no other sound except his breathing.
etc!
He suddenly jumped when he realized there was no breathing in the room.
What about the little fish?
Where is the little fish that just came back to sleep?
He tried his best to look at the broken bed with his eyes wide open. His eyes were hazy and the light was so poor that he couldn't see clearly what was going on on the bed.
So he asked tentatively: "Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu?"
The room was still dead silent.
He was a little scared and a little anxious: "Are you there, Xiaoyu! I'm calling you!"
There was still no sound from the bed.
A chill penetrated from the soles of his feet to his forehead.
Just when he was about to turn around and run, a confused voice sounded from the bed: "Huh?"
Hearing this sound, the toad breathed a sigh of relief.
Xiaoyu, the grandson, fell asleep.
He walked towards his bed, but the Taoist priest's words and the scream of the knife appeared in his mind again.
So he turned to Xiaoyu's bed and squeezed in: "Move inside, let's sleep together tonight."
He lay down and closed his eyes.
Suddenly footsteps came from the yard outside the door: "Bata, bata, bata..."
The sound made him shiver uncontrollably!
A strong chill spread from the bottom of his heart to his whole body!
He tried his best to squeeze closer to Xiaoyu and shouted, "Who is outside?"
Xiaoyu's voice sounded: "Brother, it's me. I just went to a hut..."
elder brother……
it's me……
The toad suddenly froze.
This is the sound of a small fish.
Small fish in the yard.
Chapter completed!