The fortune teller once said that I have lost my yin and lacked virtue, and God will not let me live too long! But I don’t believe it. I think it’s up to you to decide whether you want to live or die. How long can you live with this yin and virtue?
, and I have robbed several tombs, and they have something to do with each other...
My name is Chen Huafan, and I am exactly eighteen years old this year. However, when I should have been as young as a flower, I have lived like a flower (yes, that’s right, the one who holds the nose in Stephen Chow’s movie).
In terms of appearance, I am not bad either. After all, the name of Takeshi Kaneshiro is not for nothing. In terms of height, I am not short either. With a height of 1.8 meters, I can be considered handsome and graceful wherever I stand.
Today is still sunny and sunny. Although it is my eighteenth birthday, it cannot stop my work enthusiasm to "run business".
The breeze was blowing slowly, and in front of the door of a well-decorated two-story western-style building, there was a thin-skinned coffin that was extremely unsightly. Inside the coffin, I was crossing my legs, smoking a cigarette, and holding a cigarette in my hand.
Three days ago, I bought a copy of this cultural masterpiece for one yuan from the town. The title of it is very exciting - "The Unknown Stories of Ximen Qing and Pan Jinlian in Bed in the Golden Plum Vase".
Seeing this, some people may ask me why such a handsome young man came here dragging a coffin.
To be honest, I don’t really want to, but brother, I am now penniless and my family has no food, so I can only work in my old profession and make some extra money.
The tool I used to touch porcelain, the coffin, was brought back by my asshole father when he robbed tombs in the early years. Speaking of which, I was also puzzled. Other people's tomb robbers only robbed antiques, gold and silver jewelry, but my father was quite strange.
, directly carried the thin-skinned coffin back, saying it would be needed in the future.
It's a pity that until he disappeared three years ago, this thin-skinned coffin, instead of being his final destination, has become a tool for me to make money. It has always worked.
I was lying in a thin-skinned coffin with my legs crossed. Opposite me was the home of the richest village chief in our village. Last night I was punched by his son. If I don’t pay some medical expenses today, this coffin of mine
Just leave them at their door.
I got up from the coffin and stretched out energetically. Before I could say anything, the villagers surrounding the coffin burst into flames.
"Hey, Chen Datou is here again, for the fourth time this month." Some villagers pointed.
I rolled my eyes and muttered: "Nima, sir, have I eaten your rice?"
"No, this guy is shameless. He peeped at the village chief's daughter-in-law taking a shower, and got punched lightly. Then he went home and carried a coffin. You see, the village chief was so anxious when he lay there.
"The person who said this was Widow Liu, she was probably in her early thirties, she was a bit talkative, but her buttocks were very white...
"Are you not anxious? It is said that people from the town will come to our village in the next two days. Now Chen Datou has placed a coffin in front of their house, which would make anyone else look sad..."
The one who spoke must be Mazi Li, with a voice like a drake, but he happened to have a pair of sisters who are as beautiful as flowers. I like to go to their bathroom at night when I have nothing to do, and I often bump into the sisters in a panic.
Zhang ran out of the toilet.
The villagers were discussing my "glorious deeds" lively. Not only did I not mind it at all, but I actually felt very honored.
I sat lazily in the coffin, biting the last Plum Blossom cigarette I had left, and looking at the village chief’s new daughter-in-law intentionally or unintentionally. I happened to pass by their house last night and accidentally glanced at her.
While I was taking a shower, I got punched by the village chief's son of a bitch. Although the punch didn't even cause any bruises, it seriously affected my physical and mental health...
While the villagers were making noises, the village chief couldn't bear it and walked out of his house.
The village chief's surname is Zhang. He is a pot-bellied man with Mediterranean hair on his head before he is fifty years old. Although he is the richest in the village, he is secretly called the old bald man by the villagers.
As soon as the old bald man came out, he took a look at me who was calm and calm in the coffin, and suddenly he was sweating profusely.
"Chen Huafan, you've been waiting in front of my house all day and night. Tell me, how much money do you want?" said the old bald man.
When I heard this, I was happy and grinned: "Sure enough, the village chief is sensible, unlike your brat who knows how to bully the weak."
As soon as I finished speaking, the village chief's son, the little bald man standing aside, became unhappy.
His father is the village chief and his family is rich. Although he looks like a toad, he married the most beautiful girl in the neighboring village.
"Chen Datou, you are the only one who is still weak? Do you still remember that the year before last, Lao Wang from the next village mocked you, so you secretly dug up his ancestral graves? Also, our family raised a few shepherds last year.
Dog, it turns out that because of a fight with your rhubarb, you stewed our sheepdogs in hot pot, and I haven’t even settled the score with you yet."
The rhubarb in the little bald man's mouth is one of my dogs. He is lying next to the coffin, wagging his tail and sticking out his tongue, with an innocent look on his face...
The little bald man was so angry that he said, "Dad, I don't care about this kid. He can lie there as long as he likes. I don't believe he can stay here forever."
I held a cigarette in my mouth and patted the hanging rhubarb. I turned a deaf ear to the little bald man's words and made him gnash his teeth in anger.
The bald village elder couldn't stand it anymore. He had received news in the past few days that a team from the province would come here to collect news. If outsiders saw such a coffin placed in front of his house and complained, the village elder would
The black gauze hat will be affected to some extent.
The old bald man had no choice but to get close to the coffin and said kindly: "I say Datou, just give me a price for the medical expenses, and I'll find someone to help you pay for it, so you can go back to recuperate, right?"
"The village chief is right, but your son's old punch last night hurt me so much that it seriously damaged my body, mind and spirit. The medical expenses are huge."
"Just tell me the number and let's see." The old bald man said with a half-hearted smile.
I held out three fingers.
"three hundred?"
I shook my head, "Three thousand, which includes my medical expenses, lost work time and mental loss. But seeing that the village chief is also our regular customer, I will give you a 20% discount. Just give me two thousand, four hundred yuan."
alright."
The old bald man almost couldn't breathe. His old face twitched violently and he was about to cry. He didn't expect that after being touched by me so many times, he actually got a 20% discount.
"Okay, two thousand and four, two thousand and four, wife, bring the money over here."
The old bald man called his wife, and saw the old woman wagging her buttocks and slowly coming up to her. Her old face, which was painted whiter than the wall, was full of displeasure.
"Just two thousand, no more," said the old woman.
I rolled my eyes, "Only two thousand? Forget it, two thousand is just two thousand, but I have to get some interest on the other four hundred."
As I said that, I climbed out of the coffin, and while taking the money, I glanced at the two women from the old Zhang family, idle and ready to take advantage of them, but before my hand fell, the old woman from the old Zhang family
There was a rare shy blush on that wrinkled old face, which scared me so much that I tightened my anus on the spot. I quickly changed the target, turned around and patted my bald wife’s ass, which made the little daughter-in-law’s face suddenly turn red.
When the little bald man saw it, he was immediately furious, but this time he did not allow him to hit him with his old fist, and was scolded by his village elder father.
"Stop, you still think the trouble is not big enough? Take your wife back to the house quickly." The little bald man said displeased.
The little bald man had no choice but to swallow his anger and drag his wife into the house. Before leaving, I did not forget to tell him: "Comrade Xiao Zhang, when you have time, please cover the bathing place in your house more tightly, otherwise
It would be bad if others saw it."
The little bald man fell to the ground, cursing...
I glanced at the villagers watching the fun beside me. They quickly dispersed and went back to their homes without saying a word. Some of the little wives who were walking slowly were frightened when I went up to them and slapped them on the buttocks.
I screamed incessantly; the rhubarb behind me also followed my example, howling and yelling, making the chickens and dogs jump in a radius of 100 meters...
A few minutes later, just as I was pulling the thin-skin coffin and preparing to go home, the old bald man suddenly stopped me.
"What's the matter?" I looked back at the old bald man and found that the old guy was winking at me and smiling like a gay man.
"Datou, I have a nice errand and I wonder if you are interested in it."
"You must have nothing to do. Sorry, brother, I'm not interested. I'm going back home. I wish the village chief's family will have a son soon."
I was about to leave as I said that, but the old bald man didn't give up.
He shouted from behind: "Datou, a team of experts from the province will come to our place in the next two days to collect information and investigate. They still need a guide, so I have reported your name."
"What the hell? I'm not the only two-legged man in the village. Why do you give me my name?"
The old bald man came over quickly and said mysteriously: "That team of experts spoke to me through the phone. They don't want an ordinary guide. They want someone who is bold and has been in the cave. If I remember correctly, two years.
You must have entered that hole before..."
The cave mentioned by the village chief is actually a natural cave several miles away from our village. According to the elders in the village, there is an ancient tomb under the cave. However, no one in the village knows the details, because there is
A lot of people died.
Two years ago, I took Rhubarb to explore the cave once, but before I could get in all the way, Rhubarb barked and took me out. From then on, I gave up the idea of entering the cave again. I knew that even
A place that even Dahuang is afraid of is definitely not a good place to go...
I rejected the old bald man flatly, thinking to myself, you old fox, why don’t you ask your own son to go?
I was too lazy to pay attention to the old bald man anymore. After whistling, I turned around and left. The big yellow butt pulled the thin-skinned coffin and followed behind me.
The old bald man behind him shouted anxiously, "Big Tou, I don't know about other people, but I don't know about your family? Several generations of your Chen family were born as tomb robbers. The wife of your father, Chen Yingxiong, married back then."
, isn’t it because your grandfather Chen Junjie came here to rob the tomb..."
Before Lao Zhangtou could finish his words, I suddenly turned around and stared at him with cold eyes, which scared him so much that he couldn't help but tremble.
I said coldly: "If you mention that damn ghost's name in front of me again in the future, I will dig up your ancestral graves..."
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