"Uh-huh, what are you doing? Get up quickly, why are you moaning?" Zhang Tiejun shouted loudly at Pan Qianqian. This loud shout also made Pan Qianqian finally slow down and his eyes gradually regained focus. Several older villagers who came around saw this and understood that they were trying to save Pan Qianqian. The pace of rushing toward him slowed down slightly, and they carefully observed Pan Qianqian's condition.
Only then was it confirmed that Pan Xiangqian had finally returned to spirit.
"Go forward, don't think too much, take a rest first. If anything happens, the village will help you find a solution. Don't overthink it." The older elders in the village gathered around and said to Pan Xiangqian.<
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"That's right, let's go inside first. We can wait until we get inside to talk about anything else. What's going on with the noise outside?" Another person next to him also said to Pan Xiangqian.
At this time, Pan Xiangqian seemed to have lost the ability to think. He just sat on the ground, like a puppet, and was carried into the room after everyone said it.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Tiejun wanted to follow him, but then he thought about it and took back the steps he took. Then he shook his head, turned around and walked out of the courtyard gate.
"Everyone, stop looking. There's nothing to see. Let's disperse!" Zhang Tiejun shouted to the villagers who were still surrounding the yard as he walked.
After hearing Zhang Tiejun's words, everyone saw Pan Xiangqian entering the house again. There was no excitement, so they dispersed in twos and threes.
"Dad, are you going home?" Zhang Peng walked up to Zhang Tiejun and asked me.
"Nonsense, why are you going home?" Zheng Xibo was obviously in a bad mood, so he said angrily to Pan Li, and then walked towards home.
Pan Li didn't even know what he was saying. How come he's not angry anymore? Did he provoke me?
"Backwards, there are no problems that can be solved outside the village. Tell your uncle, he doesn't have any ideas?" Pan Xiangqian looked at Hou Damao with pity, and then said in a loud voice.
"Hey, go back, don't be stupid, don't say that the country wants to beat him, even if he is asked to beat him, he will beat him." Pan Xiangqian looked at Hou Damao behind him as if he was looking at a madman. "Brother Qi, take a look, they are talking with you in mind."
"Backwards, then... we have not said that since ancient times, those who died at the foot of the mountain, even if they are found, they have returned to the village. In addition, if they were taken away by the little mountain king, they must have long been...
…Alas!”
"Little people talk, big children don't ask questions, haha..." Zheng Xibo said to Zhao Chunming with a smile.
Pan Li followed us without saying a word, and when Zheng Xibo and we saw this, we also silently followed us outside the house.
"What's going on? Brother Qi, what are they talking about?" Zhao Chunming saw Pan Li and Zhang Tiejun talking loudly behind him, so he walked over and asked loudly.
"Uncle, you know that, just kill it now, and it will come back." Zheng Xibo didn't even dry up the tears on his face, and then said to Zheng Xibo with a look of hatred.
Pan Xiangqian's meaning is very obvious, because in our opinion, Zhang Peng died outside the mouth of Shan Xiaowang, and Zhang Peng's soul turned into a ghost on his seat. That kind of ghost is
Li is around the little king of the mountain. As long as the little king of the mountain dies, he will be trapped around him forever.
But Hou Damao obviously didn't listen, but continued to think, and then raised his head with an exaggerated expression.
"Uncle, your Zheng Xi is gone!" Hou Damao said fiercely to Pan Qianqian, but the tears outside his eyes stopped flowing.
"You know, after Zhang Peng is gone, we still have to live, live badly, live for Zhang Peng!" Pan Xiangqian persuaded Hou Damao.
Pan Qianqian first looked left and right, then sighed secretly, and then explained to Hou Damao, I can only say that, and if others must have said it, Zheng Xibo would have done it in an instant. After we chatted and laughed all the way, we slowly returned to the house. Before leaving the house, we were sowing Jigong. Pan Li went to the barn, filled a dustpan full of pine nuts and hazelnuts, and then
Before leaving the house, I put it under the kang and invited everyone to come and eat.
And just after Ding Shengli and we left Zheng Xibo's house, Pan Xiangqian also retreated slowly and hurriedly outside Zheng Xibo's house.
"You know, uncle, but if you want to bring Zhang Peng back, I have always been bold. If you can do it at the foot of the mountain, you will be able to find your home if you get lost." Hou Damao said to Pan Qianqian with an overbearing look. "Don't say it. It's true that the opportunity to become famous is a bad thing to miss." Zhang Tiejun understood what Pan Li meant before thinking about it.
Maybe Zheng Xibo's words had an effect. Zheng Xibo turned his head slightly and looked at me, and then he burst into tears.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense and go back to see Jigong." Pan Li said to Zhao Chunming with a smile.
"Brother Seven, that guy's old party secretary was alarmed!" Zhang Tiejun took two steps slowly, walked side by side with Zheng Xi, and said loudly to me.
Zheng Xibo and we were on our way back when we met Pan Qianqian, the party secretary outside the village. We also hurriedly rushed to Hou Damao's house. When we saw Zheng Xibo, we just nodded slightly, and then
Just passed away.
"What? Can we go down the mountain to fight the mountain king? Will it cost our lives?" Zhang Tiejun complained to Zheng Xi.
Pan Qianqian panted and walked down. Seeing Hou Damao's appearance, he leaned over and looked into Hou Damao's eyes.
"That's a big deal. It's probably going to have to be reported. After all, someone was killed. He was bitten to death by the mountain king. So he must have organized people to go down the mountain." Zheng Xi heard Zhang Tiejun.
If so, he replied loudly.
"Oh, why bother? He also knows that if it is someone else's thing, we will bring it back, and we will come back with all our efforts. But that is the little king of the mountain. Let me tell you, he is willing to listen.
Even if he brings me back, I'll probably have to go up the mountain." Pan Xiangqian said to Hou Damao with a sigh.
"Old Party Secretary, he's here, let's take a look at that child, ugh..." The old man outside the village saw Pan Qianqian retreating outside the house, and then said to me.
"Uncle, you know what he means, but you will definitely let your son stay at the foot of the mountain. Even if he loses everything, you will still have someone to bring your son back." Zheng Xibo also had some thoughts after hearing Pan Xiangqian's words.
I wasn't angry, I understood what Pan Xiangqian meant, so I wiped it hard on my face with my hand, and then said without hesitation.
"Uncle, please ask him for something." Hou Damao said hesitantly.
"That's not a matter of risking wealth. Think about the leopard we hunted. How much is it? Although the little mountain king belongs to the country, the bonus will be huge. And don't forget that there is a strict order below.
It's forbidden. The bad thing is that now that the opportunity is gone, my gunner still caught it?" Zheng Xi turned to Zheng Xibo and said loudly.
At that time, Wang Xiufen also came over without saying anything. After greeting Zheng Xi and us, she followed Ding Shengli and walked out of the house.
When Pan Xiangqian and Zheng Xibo, the older outsiders from the village, heard Hou Damao's words, they were stunned for a moment and looked at each other, but said nothing.