There was no water source in the mountains. When he returned to the mountains, Huang Jiu changed his form and took the big rooster to a place with water to deal with it.
I went to fetch a load of water and started cooking when I came back.
My second uncle helped me get some dry firewood and went back to the shed to sleep.
When the pot was boiling, Huang Jiu came back with the hairless and cleaned big rooster.
I stuffed the big rooster into the pot and simmered it thoroughly.
Huang Jiuhua transformed into Huangpizi, jumped onto my shoulder and said, "I met an old woman by the creek."
"Following?" I suddenly became alert.
The mountain is adjacent to the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and people from the village will not come up.
At this juncture, everyone around might be coming for Grandpa's coffin.
Huang Jiudao: "I didn't follow, but when I was handling the big cock, she kept looking at me from a distance. It's very abnormal."
"How about asking Shiwandashan to send some people over?"
"We'll see in a few days!" I really didn't want to cause any trouble to Xiao Cui.
I dug two fire pits, and after more than an hour, the aroma of rice and chicken came out of the pot.
Smelling the aroma, Huang Jiu squatted beside the stove eagerly, rubbing his hands impatiently.
I opened the rice cooker and took a look. The bacon stuffed rice was already sizzling and oily. I turned around and called my second uncle out to eat.
Huang Jiu couldn't wait to open the lid of the chicken stew pot, and his saliva almost fell into the pot.
I drove him away in disgust, took out the chicken with the lid of the pot and kept it cold. After three bowls of rice, I didn’t care about the environment anymore. I squatted in the mud and tore the chicken apart, leaving the drumsticks open one by one. I gave Huang Jiu and one to my second uncle.
"You three, can you give the old woman a sip of hot soup?"
Just as he was about to start, an old voice suddenly came from behind him.
I turned around and saw an old woman with a stooped waist and a piece of jute cloth hanging on her shoulders coming out from behind the shed.
Huang Jiu gnawed on the chicken leg and whispered vaguely: "She is the one who peeked at my beauty during the day!"
I looked at the linen on the old woman's shoulders, frowned slightly, and prepared to stand up to talk.
The second uncle pressed my shoulders and said: "Eat, little role, ignore her."
The second uncle picked up the bowl and handed me the chicken legs.
As a result, the chicken legs were still moving in my bowl. In the blink of an eye, they were in Huang Jiu's bowl. By the time I was about to grab it back, he had already licked it around with his tongue, grinning from the heat.
I angrily took a few mouthfuls of rice and glared at him, but kept staring at the old woman out of the corner of my eye.
The Goddess saw that we were not paying attention to her, nor was she talking. She just stood there, looking straight at us with a pair of white eyes under her messy white hair.
I felt uncomfortable all over and whispered: "Second uncle, she seems to be from the Song family!"
The last time I saw Song Laime outside his shop, the person who came to pick him up also had a piece of linen hanging on his shoulders.
The second uncle had just recovered from a serious illness and had a huge appetite. After eating the rice in several bites, he handed the empty bowl to me and said, "Whoever comes here now is an enemy of our Li family."
I added some food to my second uncle and gave him a chicken wing. I originally wanted to eat the second one myself, but looking at Huang Jiu's helpless look, I put it in his bowl again.
"Hey!" Seeing that we were completely ignoring her, the old woman couldn't help it anymore and laughed sinisterly. "If you don't agree, then the old woman will have to do it herself."
Hearing this, I stretched out my hand to touch the bloody thorn on my waist. My second uncle pressed it down and said, "If her finger doesn't fall on you, just pretend you didn't see it."
The old woman held a wooden stick and walked towards grandpa's coffin unsteadily.
I said nervously: "Second uncle..."
"Shut up and just do as I say." The second uncle glared at me.
Children in front of adults are really...
I picked up my rice angrily.
Watching the old woman walking towards grandpa's coffin step by step, I became nervous.
I quickly finished the rice in the bowl, wiped the oil from my mouth, and quietly placed my hand on the blood thorn.
After the old woman came closer, she raised the stick in her hand to knock on the evil coffin on Kun's throne.
Only then did the second uncle say coldly: "If you don't want to die, just get away."
"Hey!" The wooden stick in the old woman's hand stopped.
He continued to sneer "hehe" from his mouth.
After Huang Jiu finished eating the chicken wings, he greased his lips and said, "Old lady, I have a classic saying for you."
The old woman's response was still two sneers.
Huang Jiu stood up, hanging up his flower pants, cleared his throat with his hands behind his back, and shook his head and said: "Life is like making a phone call. Either you hang up first, or I hang up first."
"I advise you to be smart and pretend that the person you are calling is temporarily unavailable."
After Huang Jiu finished speaking seriously, something suddenly flew from behind the shed, and I subconsciously drew out the blood thorn.
But before I could block it, the thing fell next to my second uncle.
It's a wine gourd.
The gourd kept spinning after it landed on the ground, rubbing the soil underneath until it was smooth and flat.
The precision and ingenuity of the force are astonishing.
I looked in the direction from which the wine gourd flew, and saw a middle-aged man lying on the stone next to the shed.
He was wearing a long robe and dressed like an ancient scholar. He rested his head on one hand and held a wine gourd in the other hand. Facing the moonlight that had just emerged over the mountain, he said melancholy: "When the wine is at its strongest, , even if you don’t have a hint of drunkenness, the wine will be meaningless.”
"It's no longer interesting to be a human being when you can guess the outcome of everything you do. In life, you have to do a few stupid things. If you win, you will become famous, but if you lose, your life will not be in vain."
As soon as the down-and-out scholar appeared, the expression on the second uncle's face darkened. After the scholar finished speaking, the second uncle raised his hand.
The gourd on the ground suddenly flew up, spinning towards the fallen scholar.
"Who do you think you are, worthy of committing stupidity on my Li family?"
When the second uncle finished speaking, the down-and-out scholar had already caught the wine gourd.
He wanted to continue to sigh, but then as if he had discovered something terrible, a carp jumped up and said anxiously: "I have something to do today, see you another day."
"Farewell!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared from the spot.
Only a wine gourd was left.
The face of the old woman in linen clothes also became very ugly, and she was a little panicked. She stretched out her hand and pulled down the linen cloth on her shoulders. She shrank and hid her whole body behind the linen cloth.
A few seconds later, the sackcloth fell to the ground, and there was no one behind it, like magic.
Ran……
I looked around quickly.
Unknowingly, the moonlight was already in the sky, and on the path down the mountain, a man dressed all in black was walking slowly.
I just blinked, and there were four more people around him.
Followed by two on each side.
I thought my eyes were blurred, so I rubbed them in a hurry. When I looked again, the original four people had turned into eight.
After they got closer, I saw clearly that their clothes were exactly the same as those who were killed by lightning in my grandfather's graveyard, and I suddenly became nervous.
PS: There are three chapters every day, more than 6,000 words, and it will be over in one day after intensive revision. Asking for votes, asking for all kinds of things.
