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Chapter 933 beats to death Wong Tai Sin with random sticks

At this time, in the brick house on the left, a seven or eight-year-old boy with a white cloth on his head and a mourning cloth on his body walked out of the house lonely, his eyes were red and swollen, and his little hands were drooped on both sides of his body, looking sad.

After walking to the coffin, he stood quietly and sobbed.

"Brother, please close the coffin." Xiang Que raised his head and glanced at the child standing next to the coffin. At first glance, this child looked somewhat similar to the dead Gao Laoer.

Xiang Que walked up to the child and looked at him with his head lowered. His eyes suddenly narrowed. There was a yellow-fur tail floating behind the child, swaying unsteadily.

"Haha..." Xiang Que squinted his eyes and took a look. Gao Lao Gao sighed and said, "Xiao Er's child, my eldest nephew, is having a hard time."

Xiang Que looked at the yellow-haired tail and said, "It's quite a hard life."

But Xiang Que had something he didn't express in his heart. When he met me, his life changed for the better.

Indeed, if Xiang Que hadn't gone to the underworld and been blocked by Yin Shuai's night tour, then the entire Gao family would have been in trouble, and Xiang Que would have had to bear the consequences. After all, did he agree to the night tour?

It was done and delayed.

"Hey, my condolences, brother." Xiang Que took out a thousand yuan from his pocket and stuffed it into Gao's hand, and said, "I'd like to give it to you, and use it to buy some clothes for the child."

Boss Gao held the money and declined symbolically: "You can just come, why are you so polite?"

"I don't have much money, it's just my heart. When I have time in the future, I'll come over and have a look. Who made me fall in love with my second-year high school brother?" Xiang Que waved his hand and said, "What, I'm leaving, brother and sister-in-law."

After Xiang Que finished speaking, he walked out. Boss Gao opened his mouth habitually and asked, "Stay here for a bite to eat, brother."

Northeastern people have a habit. When they meet someone who is visiting us or meet someone they know while walking, they will basically end it with one sentence, that is, have a drink if you have nothing to do, and then leave after eating!

Eighty percent of the ingredients in this sentence are mainly polite, which is completely a Northeastern culture. After the person who asked the question has finished speaking, the people who heard it will habitually reply, "Well, I'll see you another day."

"Empty", very few people would agree on the spot.

But today, Boss Gao met a young man from Northeast China who didn’t take the usual path!

"Uh-huh." Xiang Que paused, turned around and thought for a moment, then said, "I'm sorry about that, okay, just eat something."

Boss Gao and his wife were stunned immediately. He just asked the question reflexively, completely out of politeness. After all, when someone comes to see them, they also take some money as a gift. As a courtesy, you have to ask the other person for food.

I left after dinner, but who would have thought that Xiang Que would go down the slope and really agreed.

The Chinese New Year has just passed and someone in the family has died, who has the heart to entertain you?

However, Boss Gao couldn't take back what he said, and Xiang Que had a lot of money, so he told his wife: "Go buy some pig head meat, fry some peanuts, and stew a pot of sauerkraut with some big bones."

, I brought two bottles of wine back from the shop. After that, I’ll have some food and chat with this big brother.”

Xiang Que agreed to have a meal here with Boss Gao because he was not on the road. After drinking so much, he couldn't stop the car.

The wine started after noon. Xiang Que and the boss ate pig head meat and peanuts, gnawed on big bones and chatted. They drank until dark and the two of them didn't leave. Xiang Que was actually wasting time. He was

Waiting for it to get dark.

"Brother, do your family usually go hunting in the mountains?" Xiang Que took out a cigarette and handed one to Boss Gao.

Mr. Gao was so drunk that his face was flushed, and the smell of alcohol came out of his mouth: "In the past two years, the strict control has not been very strict. Sometimes in summer or autumn, I sneak into the mountains to catch roe deer and mountain jumps.

We should improve the food and don’t dare to be too public about it. The police station will also take care of the forest rangers. If you are caught, you will be fined and sentenced, so we are all sneaky."

"How's your luck?"

"I haven't returned empty-handed every time I went there two or three times. I can always catch something. You can say that after autumn last year, my waiter and I went up to the mountain to hunt a few pheasants, and later we caught a yellow-skinned pheasant.

, took it to the county and sold it to a herbal medicine shop."

Xiang Que paused while holding the cigarette in his hand and asked: "Isn't Huangpizi just a weasel? I heard that this thing is a psychic and cannot be touched casually. Why did you catch it and sell it?"

Yellow skin has always been a legend in the Northeast. In the past, everyone, men, women and children knew about it. Basically, if they encountered it, they would walk around and never provoke it, because this thing is very evil and very vindictive. It has a place in the yellow and white willow ashes.

, the older generation all told the younger generation that if you meet Huang Pizi and want to worship him, that person is Wong Tai Sin. Even if you don’t want to worship him, you can’t hit him. Just walk around him honestly, but you must not provoke him.

However, Boss Gao curled his lips and said: "Who still believes this now? Go to a ready-made shop and see how many weasel skins are hanging outside the Spring and Autumn shop. Many people in this county have gone into the mountains to hunt.

Huangpizi then brought him back and sold him for money, and he didn’t see anyone getting into trouble.”

Xiang Que sighed, it's not that the person who attacked Huangpizi was fine, but they were lucky enough not to meet the Huangpizi who caused trouble. Not all such things are psychic, because Huangpizi who can have spirituality would have already arrived.

I went deep into the mountains and hid myself when I smelled the smell of strangers. How could I let you catch me?

Mr. Gao continued: "In autumn, we raised a nest of big geese at home. We decided to take the geese to the vegetable market and sell them in winter. But who would have thought that one morning we would wake up and find that the big geese had been stolen?

One of them was dead, its intestines were pulled out and its neck was bitten off. It made us angry.

Anyway, that night, my second son and I were guarding the yard. In the middle of the night, we saw two black figures jumping in and heading straight for the goose nest. We both chased after them quickly, each holding a

A stick. When I got closer, I saw, haha, I bumped into a weasel coming to dig out the goose."

"Then you two were beaten to death?"

Mr. Gao said: "The geese that cause harm to my family must be beaten to death with sticks. It's a pity that one of them is beaten to death and the other one escapes."

It's a pity. If Gao Laoda and Gao Lao Er had just beaten all the two yellows to death with sticks, then his family wouldn't have had so much trouble. It's a pity that one of them escaped.

While the two were chatting, they had already drank a lot, and it was getting dark outside. Except for the old man who had cerebral thrombosis and could not move, the Gao family members also came, including Gao's wife, the second son's wife, and their children.

When we got here, we set up a table under the Kang to have dinner.

Xiang Que glanced at the child sitting on the stool eating silently. A yellow-haired tail was still dangling behind his butt.

"Three lives have been taken, don't you think it's enough?" Xiang Que frowned and muttered behind the child.


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