After Yu Sheng shouted again, seeing them standing still, he walked over curiously.
Following their gaze, Yu Sheng saw a person floating in the clear river water among the standing water plants.
He was face down, drifting slowly in the water.
A group of water monkeys swam around him.
Finally, a little water monkey got bold and stepped on his back, jumping for joy and shouting.
"It's not like you were the first one to stand up and become the Monkey King. Why are you happy?" Yu Sheng said angrily.
He waved his hand and asked the water monkeys to drag the man ashore, "I'll give you peanuts to eat later."
When the water monkeys heard that there would be something to eat later, they immediately got busy.
One group pulled to the left, another group pulled to the right, and a group of little water monkeys stood on the man's back, waving cucumbers to cheer him up.
"Hey, let me tell you why there are fewer and fewer cucumbers in the vegetable garden these days. I bet you stole them." Yu Sheng said angrily.
It's okay to steal. The key point is to steal cucumbers that are slightly longer than your finger. It's too immoral.
The little water monkey is not ashamed, but proud.
He waved the cucumber to Yu Sheng in a showy way, and just as he was about to open his mouth to eat, the water surface broke open, and a fish with sharp teeth bit off half of the cucumber in one bite, then fell into the water and swam away again!
The cucumbers in the inn have spiritual powers, and not only they like them, but the fish also like them.
This fish must have been thinking about it in the dark for a long time.
Half of the cucumber was lost, and the little water monkey was furious, pointing in the direction of the fish and scolding it with a "chirpy croak".
Still not satisfied, the little water monkey placed half of a cucumber on the person, waved to all the water monkeys, and jumped into the water to chase after the fish.
None of the water monkeys following him followed him, and even a little water monkey picked up the half of a cucumber and started chewing it.
The little water monkey was chasing after it. The fish in front stopped, biting a cucumber, showing its ferocious teeth, and looked back at the little water monkey.
The little water monkey waved his hand...
The surrounding is very quiet.
He looked back and saw that no one was following him, so he kicked his legs, turned around and ran back.
The fish was so proud that it was shaking its head and trying to swallow the cucumber, so it didn't notice that the water tanker whirling around behind it was stirring it up.
As for the little water monkey, when he got back on the man's back, he saw that his companion still had half a cucumber in his mouth. He was furious and started to quarrel.
Not only were they arguing again, but the two groups of water monkeys who were pulling people down below were also arguing.
One group pulls and the other pulls to the right, so of course it can't be pulled.
At this moment, the people on the left blame the right, and the people on the right blame the left. It’s very noisy.
In the end, they even started fighting using the man's back in the water as a platform.
After the water monkeys were beaten down, they climbed up and continued to beat them, like dumplings for a while.
"What a damn Biao." Yu Sheng said.
These water monkeys have forgotten all the important things.
And the two little water monkeys who were fighting for cucumbers were squatting on their backs, holding each other's heads, shivering.
I don’t want to do it for the rest of my life.
The body was motionless, so he was probably dead. It was a hot day, and the body would easily become smelly. Once your hands got on it, it wouldn't be gone for a long time.
He looked around and saw the weasel standing beside him watching the fun.
"You go down and try?" Yu Sheng said.
"I can't swim, and even if I could, I wouldn't be able to drag them. Even if I could, I wouldn't dare to mess with these water monkeys," said the weasel.
This group of water monkeys, regardless of the internal fighting at the moment, will be united when they continue to face the outside world.
Yu Sheng could only pat the little rice pail and said, "Go and I will make you an old goose head later."
As long as there is food to eat, it is the duty of a small rice pail to go up mountains of swords and seas of fire.
He stumbled down the embankment, threw himself into the river with a bang, and ran towards the people in the water with a dog paddle.
The water monkeys were still fighting on it, and the little rice pail pulled the man's hair and swam towards the shore.
The water monkeys didn't notice that the person was moving, but they continued to climb up on their backs, fighting each other.
"I'm going, what are you doing?" Ye Zigao saw that Xiaofantong hadn't come yet, so he came out to look for them.
Seeing the little rice pail dragging the hair of the people in the water, Ye Zigao felt pain for the people in the water.
"What's going on?" Ye Zigao asked.
"I don't know. I just found him in the water. He has a flute on his back. He shouldn't be from our town." Yu Sheng said.
The people in the town are not so leisurely and elegant.
Ye Zigao nodded.
He saw the small rice pail parked on the shore, turned around and clamped the head of the person in the water with his hands, and suddenly felt an ominous premonition.
"Hey, don't..."
Halfway through Ye Zi's words, Xiaofantong threw the body up and flew high over their heads.
"I fucking knew it!"
Ye Zi Gao brushed off the water drops on his head and looked around, "Hey, where is the body?"
The open space behind was empty.
His hair stood on end, and he approached Yu Sheng, "Shop manager, no, it's not a corpse scam in broad daylight, right?"
So damn evil.
"Your eyesight is so useless, over there." The weasel pointed at a tree not far from them.
Ye Zigao leaned over and took a look. Oh my god, the body was thrown directly onto the tree and hung between the branches at a weird angle.
"Are you still alive?" Yu Sheng asked.
"It was possible just now, but now..." Weasel shook his head, "It's probably going to be quite overwhelming."
"Hezhu, you mean to say that Xiaofantong killed him?" Yu Sheng said.
Just as Weasel was about to nod, he suddenly saw Xiaofan Tong standing behind him and said hurriedly: "Of course not, I mean, he must be dead now."
The words just fell.
"Ahem!" The man on the tree moved, spat out some water, and there was movement.
Yu Sheng glanced at the weasel, and several people walked towards the tree. They saw that the figure on the tree was still at a strange angle, with his face facing behind.
"Mom, is this a fake corpse?" Weasel asked.
"I have to ask you, aren't you weasels the best at making people fake corpses?" Ye Zigao said.
This is real.
In villages, weasels often possess dead people and pretend to be corpses, thereby extorting money.
"You have to be careful when trying to trick a corpse. We generally don't trick corpses like this, otherwise we might accidentally twist our own necks," Weasel said.
"Do you have a sprained neck?" Yu Sheng said.
"Hey, who are you looking down on? I'll show you..." As soon as the Weasel finished speaking, his neck moved, and he made a snapping sound.
"Old Huang, isn't it true?" Ye Zigao looked at him, "Are you serious about your dignity?"
"What if we, the weasel, are sincere?" The weasel tilted his head and said, "Quick, help me, turn your head."
The little rice bucket wanted to help, but the frightened weasel hurriedly hid, "Don't worry, I still want to live for a while."
"Hey, where is the car and where are the people?" Mother Hu called from far away at the door of the inn.
He got his things ready, but the car was missing.
When the weasel heard this, he tilted his head and ran towards the door of the inn, "Hey, where's my car?"
No one answered him.
The weasel could only ask the old beggar sleeping next to him, "Hey, old man, where is my horse?"
"Don't make any noise. I just dreamed that shopkeeper Yu was flattering me and preparing a large table of delicious food for me." The old beggar turned over, smacked his lips, and continued to sleep.
The weasel looked around and couldn't find anyone else, so he could only threaten him: "If you don't tell me, I'll fart."
The old beggar immediately sat up and closed his eyes with a greedy look on his face, as if there was a table of delicious food in front of him that would disappear as soon as he opened his eyes.
"You are so wicked. I have to make a nice table of food smell bad." The old beggar was dissatisfied.