The situation was chaotic. Suddenly, people were crying for their fathers and mothers, and there were signs of losing control. Those who dared to go to the grave for fun were usually young adults. In rural areas, young adults are the backbone of the family. Now there were more than a dozen people missing.
The cries of the remaining women, old people, and children could not be heard. We could only stay on the outside, and couldn't even squeeze in. I dragged the villager I knew, who was my high school classmate, and his name was Wang Jiuyue, which sounded like
Like a woman's name.
I pulled him aside and said: September, is the person in charge of your village here?
Why are you looking for the steward? Someone has already asked the immortal to come over. Wang Jiuyue said, after saying that, he pulled me aside and said: Xiaofan, we are classmates, don’t blame me for not reminding you, you want to find the steward
I advise you to run away when he comes. The village party secretary is Yuanyuan's brother. Because of Lin Sanshui's incident, people in Linjiazhuang now don't like to see him.
I asked what happened.
You are not blind. You can't tell how big the age difference between these two people is. Now Yuanyuan's father doesn't recognize this daughter. If he didn't have a child now, he could build a homestead in the village. Wang Jiujiu finished.
As soon as I saw an old lady coming over there, I abandoned me and went to find that old lady. The old lady looked to be in her seventies or eighties.
I was blown away. But she was well-dressed, and she wore a soap coat with Bagua painted on it. I had the impression that this old lady was quite famous in the neighborhood.
In the countryside, if something happens, it is tradition to find a great immortal. This old lady seems to have a good prestige in Wangzhuang. This has made us quite embarrassed. It is like a colleague bumping into a colleague, and
We are not welcome by the villagers. If I want to say anything, the fat man stops me with his hand and says: Let’s take a look first. Heisan is right. Let’s go. Since someone has temporarily taken over this matter, let’s go around first.
Let's see what the feng shui of this place is like.
When we walked around the village of Lin Sanshui's daughter-in-law Wang Yuanyuan, the Feng Shui terrain here was not very obvious. Feng Shui, in addition to the well-known thing of hiding wind and gathering water, there is also a more familiar saying, Shan
The owner of Ding Shui is responsible for wealth. In other words, if you are close to the mountains, your people will be prosperous, and if you live near the water, your wealth will be abundant and your official career will be smooth. However, the topography of Wangzhuang is similar to that of Linjiazhuang, and there is no big Feng Shui pattern to speak of.
There are no big mountains, let alone big rivers. If this terrain is in the eyes of Heisan, it is definitely a little bit, and he will not come here to fight at all. Without famous mountains and rivers, and without a good Feng Shui pattern, there is basically nothing big.
Ancient tombs exist, and as long as the ancients were rich and powerful, most people believed in this.
So after going around for a while, I don’t mean that a very professional Feng Shui master couldn’t see anything at all. Not only me, Hei San, and Fatty couldn’t see anything. Without a big Feng Shui pattern, there wouldn’t be anything.
There are no treasures, and there are no haunted houses.
Maybe there was a person here who was causing trouble, and the passing master built a place to suppress it. He also found a random place, and he always used Feng Shui patterns to explain something. Black Three Ways.
We can only explain it this way. After wandering around and finding nothing, we once again returned to the place where Lin Sanshui disappeared. Only this time, the dance has begun. The old lady in her eighties was there.
While pretending to be crazy, he jumped around and muttered words. In the past, I thought this was quite the same thing. But now, I see it, it is completely funny. It is no different from a child playing house. Watching one thing alone, in fact,
It still depends on how big your field of vision is.
What’s even more funny is that after dancing for a while, the old lady suddenly screamed loudly and fell to the ground frothing at the mouth. When I saw this, I almost laughed. This is basically a country witch.
The usual method of the magic man, the great God of Jumping, if you have a minor illness, you can just survive it for a while. If you have a serious illness, just pretend to be a difficult kid. I guess the old lady can't handle this, so she just pretends to faint. This
I won’t say whether Humanoid is really capable, but at least his acting skills are definitely excellent.
Don't laugh, something is wrong. The fat man looked at the old lady and said.
I wondered why something was wrong. I had seen this kind of thing too many times.
The old lady was dead. The fat man's face changed suddenly, and he rushed in facing the crowd. He now has the body of Lin Erdan, and is still as strong as an ox. I even suspect that this is because the fat man has not wanted to follow Erdan for a long time.
The reason why the egg-replaced soul came back is that when he seized the body, he also took away the divine power that was the same as his innate abilities.
He pushed through the crowd and ran all the way, rushing directly in front of the old lady. He pinched the old lady hard, but it seemed to be useless. The fat man simply carried the old lady over and pressed her with his knee.
The lady's stomach pounded on her back, each punch was harder than the last. After three punches, the old lady, who had just been unconscious, lay on Lin Erdan's body and vomited.
All the spit out was black water, which was called a stink. Several of us standing on the outside could smell this smell. It was a smell even worse than the smell of corpses.
The fat man's face was full of frustration. After such a busy time, his face was also covered with sweat, and he said: It's no longer possible, we can't save him.
In our eyes, the fat man was pretending to be Lei Feng this time, and he ran over to save this pretending old lady. Who knew, after the fat man said that he could not be saved, the crowd suddenly started talking.
Who is this guy?
The grass seems to be Lin Erdan from Linjiazhuang. I have seen this guy before.
There was a man in the crowd with a slicked back hair and a suit that was not very decent. This outfit made him a bachelor in the eyes of rural people. It was at this moment that he suddenly stood up and shouted at the crowd.
He shouted: "Everyone saw it, this is the man who beat Mrs. Wang to death with three punches. Don't let him get away."
When I saw something was wrong, the crowd immediately sharpened their knives and headed towards the fat man after the man shouted. When I saw it, I was anxious and annoyed, so I picked up a shovel by the roadside and started
I rushed into the crowd, and when the big guy was caught off guard, I slapped him to the ground with a shovel. I raised the shovel like a machete and cursed angrily at the remaining villagers: Who the hell is this?
Dare to come here
Linjiazhuang has fought with other villages before. I know that there are two strategies in fighting in the countryside. One is to completely suppress the momentum, and the second is to capture the thief first. For example, the Lin family in the past
Zhuang, whoever knocks Lin Sanshui down is the winner. Who else has the courage to rush forward? I took both of them at once. I thought I could completely suppress them, but unexpectedly my arrogance was still strong.
I didn't perform well, so I got hit on the back of my head.
When did the people from Caolin Village dare to come to Wangzhuang to bully others? In a blink of an eye, the villagers rushed forward. That Wang Yuanyuan was shouting loudly over there, but who would listen to the words of a woman? In the blink of an eye, a scuffle broke out.
Seeing the melee, Hei San and Lin Erdan over there also immediately joined the fight. There were also men and women in their 30s and 40s present. Wangzhuang is a big village, but there are so many people, it can't stand up to the fierceness of our people, especially
It's Fatty. In the past, Lin Erdan only had a treasure trove of brute strength but couldn't use it. Now that his body is controlled by Fatty, he will fight left and right in the crowd and beat these brats to the ground. Even if
People in the village kept joining the fight, but our side was still completely victorious. Until the police came later, four people actually singled out a village, beating them and calling the police.
A police car came, and a fat police car and a thin policeman got out. As soon as they saw the police coming, the villagers who were knocked down by us began to cry and howl, wishing that others did not know that they were beaten by the four of us, and wanted justice.
The impartial people's police will deliver justice.
Hey, Brother Wang. I said hello to this man from afar. I really don’t know his name. I just know that Lin Sanshui once called this man Brother Wang. I can’t call him Uncle Wang because he is from the countryside.
It’s not easy to calculate at all. As soon as I saw this person coming, I felt relieved. Jiuliang is still at my house. I’m still afraid of the police from the town police station.
It's you again, what's going on? Brother Wang asked pretending to be angry.
Brother Wang, I took a step to speak. In front of the villagers, I also had a mischievous mentality. I directly handed him a cigarette, took the policeman aside, explained the whole story clearly, and added: Jiuliang is still at my house.
Well, I guess I'll be here soon. Brother Wang, please wait. Let's have a meal together at noon.
"You mean Sanshui is inside, and there are more than a dozen people trapped inside," said the policeman.
Yes, why don't you say I'm angry? You didn't see that fat man in Linjiazhuang. It was the god I invited to be Lei Feng, but in the end we were almost beaten. Can you not be angry? I asked.
You can't beat all the men in a village to the ground. Forget it. I beg you, Brother Wang, if I call you Brother Xiaofan. You must handle this matter well. There are more than a dozen lives.
If you are good to me and handle this matter well, I will definitely thank you very much in the future. The fat policeman cupped his fist at me.