Zhang Quanliang threw the cigarette that had been smoking for a few seconds on the ground, twisted his feet and stepped on it to extinguish the cigarette butt.
"Master Ma, it's okay for others to say this to me, but you told me, isn't it a bit funny? Shoulong Village's surname is Zhang Bu's surname, so how do you do it? You don't need to teach me how to do it! Besides, I
The meeting was held, and several old men in the village agreed to me to do so.
You are just an outsider. If you call me Master Ma, you really think you are Master!"
Unexpectedly, Mr. Ma suddenly ran away and punched Zhang Quanliang in the side face, "You damn, have you forgotten what your grandfather told you before leaving? What did those outsiders do before and how many did they kill.
Don’t you know? Have you forgotten the teachings of your ancestors just for a little bit of money?
Aren’t you afraid that after you die, you will not have the face to meet your ancestors and ancestors of the Zhang family?”
Zhang Quanliang spitted a mouthful of blood-stained saliva, his face gloomy, "A little stinky money? Old guy, do you know how much money those outsiders are willing to spend to develop economic construction in our Shoulong Village? 50 million! You have seen so much money
Did you never see it in your life!”
"How many years have you been poor in Shoulong Village for such a treasure that doesn't exist at all? It doesn't matter if you are poor for the rest of your life, but what about the rest of your village, do you also want others to be poor with you?" Zhang Quanliang
Roaring angrily.
Mr. Ma is going to do it again.
Zhang Quanliang stretched his head over, "Come on, come on, you will beat me to death today! Even if you beat me to death, I will still do this!"
Ma Ye was so dark that his face turned pale, and his hands raised were pausing in the air, "You unfilial descendants! Do you know how many people will die after those outsiders come? You forgot what you were back then..."
"Okay, okay! What happened back then was a complete accident. The investigation above said very clearly, that is, a few people died in the mine collapse, and there were no monsters and monsters! What era is it! Is that one more thing!" Zhang Quanliang roared angrily
road.
Mr. Ma pointed at Zhang Quanliang's nose and said, "You are going to kill hundreds of people in this village!"
Zhang Quanliang wiped the corner of his mouth and vomited another mouthful of blood.
"Stop doing this, I don't need you to tell me what to do! Okay, the squad is about to be cleaned up, the opera troupe is coming soon!"
Mr. Ma was wearing a broom, "Don't think of coming to our temple fair if there are no opera troupes in other places!"
Zhang Quanliang sneered, "Master Ma, it's almost time to make a fuss."
Master Ma leaned on a broom and pointed at Zhang Quanliang's nose, "Then you give it a try!"
Zhang Quanliang put his tongue on his cheek and said to the young people behind him, "Go and invite Ma Master to the village headquarters to sit for a while for tea."
A few young people came up and arrested people.
Master Ma swung the broom and beat him.
However, after all, I am old and have no more strength than young people.
Ma Ye jumped up in anger and kicked a young man in the crotch.
After struggling away, he rushed towards the steps, "Even if I die, I will not let you succeed!"
This is what Mr. Ma said before fainting.
Blood flowed all over the floor.
Zhang Quanliang was shocked at the time, "What are you still standing there? Hurry up and carry it to the health center for a check! Don't let him die, this old guy still knows what we want to know."
A few young people carried Ma Ye on their backs, but a few of them were weak and were shaking their backs.
The weight feeling of people carrying when they are in a coma is different from that when they are awake, and they are dead and dying in a coma.
Wang Han took the step over and carried Ma Ye on his back, "Take me there!"
After bandaging the village health center, firecrackers were ringing outside, gongs and drums were roaring, and the sound of Zhang Quanliang speaking with a microphone.
After waking up, Ma shook his head, "Shoulong Village, you can't stand it! The things that my ancestors have been guarding for several lifetimes will be lost in this lifetime! I'm sorry for the ancestors! That incident happened again
It's going to happen!"
Two lines of turbid tears emerged from the corner of Ma Ye’s eyes. Ma Ye closed his eyes, stopped talking, and let the outside fight desperately.
Wang Han didn't sleep all night and left the health center. From a distance, he could see several buses coming from the main road of Shoulong Village. He walked down from above and was wearing costumes, and there were stilts, lions and dragons dancing behind him.
The colorful look is very lively.
Zhang Quanliang walked in front to greet people.
The villagers all stood on both sides.
Wang Han returned to Huang Feishi's wife's house and said curiously, "Didn't Shoulong Village be quite xenophobic? This doesn't seem xenophobic!"
Huang Feishi used a comb to take care of his hair that was left with little hair.
"I'm also puzzled. We gave Zhang Quanliang money, but Zhang Quanliang didn't say that he was so troublesome."
Wang Han suddenly realized something, "Is there a possibility that others also gave Zhang Quanliang money, and Zhang Quanliang took the money from several families?"
Huang Feishi was stunned for a moment, "This is possible!"
Wang Han thought for a while, "Do you know there is a Ma Master in the village?"
"I know, an old man who is quite a withdrawn man has worked as a soldier before. After retirement, his family in his hometown were killed during the war. He became a son-in-law in Shoulong Village. Why did Master Jiu be like this?"
Wang Han recalled what Zhang Quanliang said just now, "I remember that Zhang Quanliang said just now, "Ma Master knew what he wanted to know. If Zhang Quanliang thought that he had collected other people's money, Zhang Quanliang would most likely be there too."
Inquire where the thing we are looking for, and Mr. Ma knew where the thing was located."
Huang Fei Rat's hair combing movement paused.
"Jiu Ye's analysis makes sense."
"As you said before, the rich blind men and the martened marten in the League of Legends can find treasure land by themselves. There are many capable masters among the Dark Eight Sects, and there is only one left!"
Huang Feishu combed his hair excitedly and blurted out a name, "Xiaoxiang Lord Zhonghui!"
The few remaining hairs were pulled off a few more pieces, and Huang Feishi held her hair in distress.
Unsleeping all night, Wang Han rubbed his swollen head, "You send someone to stare at Ma Ye and Zhang Quanliang. I suspect that Zhang Quanliang will try every means to make clichés from Ma Ye, and then check what Zhang Quanliang did to make the villagers all
If you put aside your xenophobic mind, it is impossible for a person to collect money and let others follow them to violate the ancestral teachings! Moreover, those old people have stubborn thoughts and cannot let go so easily!”
Huang Feishi nodded, "I understand!"
"By the way, let's find out again. Mr. Ma kept silent and killed many people. What happened?" Wang Han continued.
Huang Feishu explained, "Jiu Master, you forgot, I told you when I came, that mad old Taoist priest wanted to develop a resort here, but it was always haunted. In the end, the old Taoist priest came, although
Solved the problem, but I was crazy."
Wang Han also remembered it and rubbed his swollen temples, "I'll go to bed for a while!"
Sleep when you fall.
It was already noon when I woke up.
The village is still very lively, and the Chopsticks Brothers' "Little Apple" is played in the loudspeaker.
Zhang Quanliang also invited the aunts who danced square dance from the cultural activity center of the next village to warm up the venue.
In addition, I also invited a mobile stewed dish to eat, whether it is from other places or locals, and I can open my stomach and eat it casually.
Anyone who comes can also give alms.
The villagers basically all have one hundred to three hundred, and Zhang Quanliang is the top of the donation list, which costs 5,000 yuan.
Wang Han and Ximen Doudou also appeared in this place.
Huang Wang didn't like to make noise, so he didn't come.
There are also many outsiders coming today.
Wang Han mixed in the crowd and saw Zhonghui and Zhang Quanliang eating a bowl of food, then left.
Have a bowl of stewed vegetables.
There was a troupe on the stage singing opera at the top of his voice.
Zhang Quanliang was particularly happy today.
Take the microphone and sing a song.
Unexpectedly, just halfway through singing, I saw a figure rushing over from the slanting point with a mighty look, and slashed over with the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand.