Huang Tianxiang and Wu Xiaocui, one is a fairy and the other is a ghost.
Even if they want to be human, they can’t!
"Fuck, get out of here and fight, don't bother me sleeping!" Zhang Tiezhu was so sleepy that he didn't give anyone any face!
"Don't push me, it's none of your business!" Huang Tianxiang scolded.
"That's right, this has nothing to do with you!" Wu Xiaocui gritted his teeth.
"Ah...!" Zhang Tiezhu was about to collapse.
Who can be in a good mood when there is so much noise around them while sleeping?
Wu Xiaocui and Huang Tianxiang did not give Zhang Tiezhu any face, and they continued to attack!
Wu Xiaocui has been holding back for several months and has been bullied by Huang Tianxiang. She wants to take advantage of her weakness today and teach her a lesson!
"boom"
"boom"
"Crackling"
"Pa" "Pa"......
The thermos at Zhang Tiezhu's house was dried up and broken into pieces.
Zhang Tiezhu finally broke out. He jumped up from the kang, took out his copper coin sword, and attacked indiscriminately.
Fight Wu Xiaocui and Huang Tianxiang together!
This immortal ghost was no match for Zhang Tiezhu, and he was forced out of the house.
Zhang Tiezhu was very angry. These two guys bullied people too much.
"If you want to fight, fight outside and don't fucking come into the house!"
"boom"
Zhang Tiezhu angrily closed the door and went to sleep on the kang.
If he had been beaten during the day, Zhang Tiezhu might have been more jealous, but it would be unethical to beat him while he was sleeping.
The next day.
Zhang Tiezhu didn't wake up until 11 o'clock at noon, when he heard Miao Fu's pitiful voice faintly in his ears.
"Sister Xiaocui...just feed it to Xiaohei, I won't suck it anymore!"
"No, everything must be sucked clean. Everything I have worked so hard to make cannot be cheap, Xiao Hei."
"..."
Zhang Tiezhu stood up and looked around, and saw Wu Xiaocui forcing Miao Fu to suck the cock...
Miao Fu looked like he would rather die than die. Seeing Zhang Tiezhu wake up, Miao Fu shouted: "Master Zhang, are you hungry? I'll cook for you!"
"...If you're not hungry, I'll wait until you're full before I go." Zhang Tiezhu said calmly.
Miao Fu: "..."
"Suck it!" Wu Xiaocui kicked Miao Fu hard.
Zhang Tiezhu moved his neck and planned to go up the mountain in the afternoon to see the grave of the lame old ghost.
Miao Fu felt worse than death, and finally sucked all the two chickens clean, and then Wu Xiaocui agreed to let him go and let him cook for Zhang Tiezhu.
After Zhang Tiezhu had eaten and drank enough, he patted his belly and left on his bicycle.
The lame old ghost's grave is buried on the mountain.
In a small place like Wudaogou, after a person dies, he can choose to bury him in his own land and erect a tombstone.
You can also choose to buy a piece of land on the mountain and bury it directly on the mountain.
The lame old ghost's burial place was not far from Zhang Tiezhu's home. Half an hour later, he found the other party's grave according to the location told by the lame old ghost.
"It's desolate enough..." Zhang Tiezhu stood in front of the lame old ghost's grave and looked around.
There was a thick layer of white snowflakes nearby, and a willow tree about 30 centimeters in diameter rested on the tombstone and grave bag.
"Oh...what a miserable old ghost."
Zhang Tiezhu shook his head and started to push the tree.
Yesterday, he asked Huang Tianxiang why the lame old ghost didn't take care of it by himself. If he wasn't good enough, he could ask more little ghosts to help him and he could move the big tree away!
Huang Tianxiang told him that this was also one of the rules of the underworld.
Zhang Tiezhu forgot the specific explanation, but he remembered the general meaning...that ghosts can't burn paper money for themselves!
Zhang Tiezhu was very strong, and he was very surprised. How did such a big tree fall down?!
The lame old ghost's grave is not on the roadside, and is surrounded by dense trees, which provide protection from wind and rain.
Obviously, the tree fell not because of the wind.
This is so evil...
Zhang Tiezhu tried his best to move the big tree to one side. He was so tired that he sat down in the snowdrift, panting.
Normally, a tree of this size requires four people to carry it.
"Damn, I feel a little weak..." Zhang Tiezhu muttered, wondering if he was not as strong as before because of the Yang Qi thing.
"Da da da"
At this time, Zhang Tiezhu heard the sound of someone climbing up the mountain and climbing into the forest nearby.
"somebody is coming?"
Zhang Tiezhu turned his head and looked around. Under normal circumstances, it was rare for people to come to this kind of wilderness.
There were quite a few people going up the mountain, two men and one woman, and these people were actually coming in the direction where Zhang Tiezhu was.
Zhang Tiezhu stood up from the snowdrift in surprise, wondering who this person was.
When these two men and a woman saw someone emerging from the grave, they were immediately startled!
On the way they came, the snow under their feet was very thick, and their vision was greatly obstructed. Only then did they see Zhang Tiezhu.
"You...who are you!" The woman among the two men and one woman yelled immediately after being stunned.
"Me??" Zhang Tiezhu was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily: "Who the hell am I, and what does it have to do with you?"
The two men and one woman looked unhappy, and they quickened their pace and walked to Zhang Tiezhu.
Seeing how angry they were, it felt like they could take action at any time.
But when it came to taking action, Zhang Tiezhu didn't look down on them at all.
"You...what are you doing here!" One of the men looked at the tombstone that was half smashed by the tree, and looked at Zhang Tiezhu fiercely.
"You...who are you!" The other man also looked at Zhang Tiezhu fiercely, threatening to take action at any moment.
"I..." Zhang Tiezhu was about to speak.
I saw the woman kneeling directly in front of the grave, crying hoarsely: "Dad, my daughter is unfilial, so I came to see you!!"
Zhang Tiezhu: "???"
The lame old ghost’s daughter?
"Who...are you, and what are you doing in front of my father's grave!"
The two men stepped forward. If Zhang Tiezhu couldn't give them an answer that satisfied them, they would take action.
"Ahem...misunderstanding." Zhang Tiezhu coughed dryly, saying that he was one of his own for a long time.
The lame old ghost calls himself Master Zhang, Brother Zhang, Brother Zhang... If we go by seniority, these are all his sons and nephews.
Therefore, as an elder, he cannot be as familiar with the younger generation.
"What misunderstanding?!" The woman stood up from the grave and said angrily: "Who are you!"
"Ahem... Just call me Uncle Zhang or Uncle Zhang. Your father is my brother." Zhang Tiezhu said with a smile.