In the middle of the night, the moon was almost covered by dark clouds, leaving only a sliver as big as a fingernail hanging on the dark sky, and everything was dim.
Like a discouraged creature in the jungle, Chen Xiong came to the back of Changping Village in the dark with a full body of rage.
He found the pile of firewood that Chen Hu had marked and hid it. Then he put two fingers into his mouth and imitated the nightingale and called three times.
Two short and one long.
Soon, a figure sneaked over from behind the wall of a house not far away.
"Gugu...Gugu..."
The man also called twice, simulating the call of a cuckoo.
Chen Xiong felt happy and quickly appeared from behind the pile of firewood.
"Uncle Wangfu, I'm here!" Chen Xiong shouted in a low voice and waved.
The figure over there quickly came over here. When he got closer, Chen Xiong found that the person in front of him was wearing black clothes, a black cloak on his head, and a beard on his face.
There was no moon, it was dark everywhere, and Chen Xiong couldn't see clearly the facial features of the person in front of him. He only knew that he was a middle-aged man, and his facial features were somewhat similar to those of Wang Fu with a good memory.
"Who are you?" Chen Xiong asked, still a little wary.
The visitor pulled down the cloak on his head a few times and said: "Nephew Chen Xiong, I am your Uncle Wangfu. Your eldest brother just left me last week and we have discussed our actions at night. Why, you are not Chen Xiong? You don’t know?”
Facing the middle-aged man's surprised question, Chen Xiong shook his head.
"Of course I am Chen Xiong, but you... are you really Mr. Wang Fu? Why do you look a bit different?" Chen Xiong asked.
Wangfu laughed, "You silly boy, it's been ten years. Uncle Wangfu, I haven't taken the elixir, how can you not grow old?"
Chen Xiong thought about it too.
If it weren't for Wangfu, others wouldn't know the secret codes for these connections.
"Chen Xiong, Uncle Wang Fu hopes that you and his son will come back and be proud of me!" Wang Fu in front of him continued.
"In the past few years, I don't know how much I have been bullied by the people from the old Yang family in the village,"
Wangfu said nonchalantly, and raised his finger to point at the scars on his face.
"Look at this scar, it's because Yang Ruoqing hurt me last year and put me in jail."
"The prison also sent me to work in a quarry, where I was beaten."
"If I hadn't met your father and your elder brother in the quarry and saved me, I would have been beaten to death by the bad guys in the quarry!" Wangfu said.
Chen Xiong grinned, "If we hadn't met Uncle Wangfu in the quarry, our father and son would not have known that Yang Ruoqing and the others were so arrogant in the village now. They drove away our Chen family and became kings and hegemons in the village. We came back here specifically to deal with them!"
Wangfu nodded repeatedly and held Chen Xiong's hand excitedly, "Savior, nephew Chen Xiong, you are really the savior of your uncle Wangfu!"
"Uncle Wangfu, what's on your hands? Why are they sticky?" Chen Xiong withdrew his hand and rubbed his palms, which were sticky.
Chen Xiong habitually lowered his head and sniffed the thing in his hand, smelling a salty and sour smell.
"Hey, stop sniffing, that's snot. I was bored to death waiting for you over there, so I picked my nostrils for fun," Wangfu said.
Chen Xiong quickly wiped the thing in his hand on the pile of firewood aside, his face full of disgust.
Wangfu said: "Hey, we farmers are not that particular. Let's go, nephew Chen Xiong. We won't waste any more time. Let's act quickly!"
Chen Xiong turned around and got down to business.
"Okay, Uncle Wangfu, please lead the way!" Chen Xiong said.
Wangfu nodded and walked in front. As he walked, he turned his head to follow Chen Xiong, who was walking behind him and looking around: "The great famine is coming. Many dogs in the village have starved to death. The few remaining dogs will all be killed tonight." I drugged him and knocked him down."
"Hey, nephew Chen Xiong, you can come with me safely and boldly. I guarantee there won't be a dog barking."
"When this operation is successfully completed, we will set up a big pot to stew dog meat and eat it to reward our brothers!" Wangfu said again.
Chen Xiong, who was full of vigilance, relaxed a little when he heard these words.
He followed Wangfu through the village.
I sighed to myself, in the past ten years, the village has really changed a lot.
"Look, nephew Chen Xiong, the yard over there used to belong to your family. Later, your uncle sold it to a couple from out of town. They renovated the yard."
"Nephew Chen Xiong, look over there. Those several renovated courtyards are the homes of Baozhu Yuzhu and his brothers."
"In the past few years, their brothers have made a lot of money running the transportation team with Yang Ruoqing. I have marked the wealthy ones in the transportation team at the entrance of the yard."
"Let us brothers search according to those marks later. There must be something!"
Wangfu introduced this to Chen Xiong while walking, but Chen Xiong couldn't see it with his eyes and couldn't hear it with his ears.
After going round and round, the two of them arrived at the entrance of the village. Wangfu stopped and pointed in the direction where the road extended outside the entrance of the village.
"Nephew Chen Xiong, look, the green tiles and white walls on the left side of the road, the most luxurious big courtyard is the new home of Yang Ruoqing and Tang Yazi. Their family has always been rich. I heard that in the backyard there are rooms decorated with They are all rice, food, supplies, gold, silver and jewelry.”
When Chen Xiong heard this, his eyes shone brightly in the dark night.
"Fat Sheep, Quack, once we finish tonight's vote, all of this will be ours!" Chen Xiong thought to himself and clenched his fists.
Wangfu took Chen Xiong to the door of Yang Ruoqing's yard and said to Chen Xiong: "According to what I have secretly noticed in the past few years, the richer these people are, the more mean and stingy they are."
"Because they are rich, the door locks in their homes are all specially made and cannot be opened by ordinary thieves, so let's not go to that trouble," Wangfu said.
Chen Xiong sneered: "I came here to kill people and set fire, not to visit relatives and friends. It doesn't matter whether the front door can be opened or not!"
After saying these words, Chen Xiong rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the high courtyard wall next to the gate.
The courtyard wall was very high, but Chen Xiong was tall, like a big black bear. He stood there, leaned down and made a ready-to-go action, and in the next moment he rushed forward like a black cannonball.
With a leap of his body, he grabbed the top of the wall with both hands, and then kicked hard on the wall with both feet. Using the momentum, he jumped up to the top of the wall and sat astride the high wall.
"Well done to nephew Chen Xiong!" Under the wall, Wangfu said excitedly, stroking his hands.
However, Chen Xiong, who was sitting astride the wall, said nothing.
"Nephew Chen Xiong, what's wrong with you? Why don't you say anything?" Wangfu asked in a low voice.
At this time, Chen Xiong, who was sitting astride the high wall, was in no mood to speak.
Why?
Something in my crotch is about to break.
If it had been anywhere else, he would have definitely yelled out loudly. Who the fuck is this guy who stuck bamboo pieces on the wall?
It hurts, it hurts! pain! !
Say important things three times! ! !
