I was out of breath, but at the end of my words, my tone was much heavier and extra cautious.
The village chief looked at me with a frown, but his eyes were full of doubts, and he suddenly said: "Li Yinyang, what are you talking about? What kind of gold does it belong to a dead person? It's from the gods?"
I was still out of breath, but the village chief’s words made my heart suddenly sink.
My eyes suddenly became quite suspicious, and I stared at him.
The village chief waved his hand again, frowned and said: "Don't worry, I will pay all the money you gave me to Feng Dagen and the others. I set the table just to bring happiness to the village. When you come, we will eat together." Let’s have a good time.” My heart completely sank.
This was obvious. The village chief didn't want to admit it and deliberately changed the topic.
I took a deep breath and calmed my breathing completely.
I stared into the eyes of the village chief and said word by word: "Village Chief, you know what I mean, you really don't dare to touch that big yellow croaker. If you take the money given by the dead, you have to take something back." "
The village chief was about forty or fifty years old. He suddenly squinted his eyes and squeezed out a lot of crow's feet. He smiled without warning: "Li Yinyang, I don't know what you mean. Do you want to get something from me?" Big yellow croaker? Where can I give you money?!"
After saying this, the village chief stopped looking at me and walked directly outside the courtyard.
My expression changed, and I raised my hand to grab his arm.
Unexpectedly, the village chief shouted in a loud voice: "Li Yinyang, what are you doing!"
His voice made my ears hurt.
Outside the yard, a large group of villagers came running in.
Almost everyone looked at me warily, with evil eyes.
My body was stiff, but I had to let go of the village chief's arm. It was obvious that if I still held on, these people would rush up and beat me next moment.
Although I gave Xie Xiaohua a vagina and salvaged the body of the man in the village, it still failed to change the way the villagers viewed me. At most, I changed my mind from a plague god who could be manipulated to someone who they were afraid of. Eaters of dead people.
"Li Yinyang, why are you holding on to the village chief?" Someone asked in a high voice.
At this moment, the village chief smiled and spoke again.
"It's okay, it's just a misunderstanding. Yin Yang heard Erbangzi with a bad head say that I picked up a big yellow croaker, so he came to me and wanted to share some money. The combined wealth of all the people in our village can't even raise enough for a big yellow croaker." Where can I pick up the yellow croaker? I’ve already made it clear, it’s none of Mo’s business!” The village chief’s words were full of kindness, as if he was explaining to me for everyone.
At this moment, some people in the crowd nodded again and again, and their voices also sounded admonishing.
He told me to take it day by day and stop thinking about getting something for nothing. Can you believe what Erbangzi said?
The village chief killed the pig with good intentions to bring happiness to the village. Wasn't it the bad luck I brought away that was washed away? Now I'm here to chase the village chief for money. What do I mean?
Of course, some people speak kindly, while others speak with anger.
From time to time, someone would say, "Don't mess around. Otherwise, let me get a little bit of fame and dissipate my bad luck!"
Everyone said something to each other, but in the end, there was nothing good to say.
Instead, the village chief came and patted me on the shoulder. With a kind face, he told me to stop thinking so much and go have something to eat with the others.
At this time, someone outside the hospital also came in and shouted, probably the pig-killing rice was ready, and told everyone to hurry out and serve the food.
The village chief raised his hand, coughed, and said: "Everyone has eaten and drank enough. All the remaining pork will be divided. Starting tomorrow, our village will be prosperous! Now Li Yinyang is fishing The corpse man can also receive yin! There must be a noble person in the city to ask for help! Then our village will also have good luck! Don't be biased against yin and yang anymore!"
After saying this, the village chief put his arm around my shoulders and walked out.
The villagers were whispering to each other as they went out.
It was probably me and the village chief Renyi who were talking about it.
I couldn't say anything more at this moment. The village chief had a non-acknowledgement attitude. The villagers didn't believe me and didn't even want to listen to me. I had no other option.
Soon we arrived outside. The village chief put his arm around my shoulders and took me to sit down at the table in the center. The people sitting at this table were all the senior people in the village.
Soon the chef at the flowing table began to serve the dishes. The steaming pig meat was marinated in water. The taste was really tempting.
The villagers were all hungry for meat, and no one spoke for a while. There was only the sound of swallowing and chewing.
I didn't move my chopsticks. I knew something was wrong and I was afraid that something would happen and I wouldn't be able to eat.
After the feast had dispersed, the village chief called on the chubby butcher to share the meat with the villagers.
At this time, no one paid any attention to me. I was restless here and there was nothing else I could do, so I decided to go home first.
I can't get involved in this matter, so I have to talk to my second uncle to see if there will be any problems.
I had just walked a dozen steps when another person caught up with me and called me to stop.
Looking back, isn't this the man Xie Xiaohua?
He ate with a lot of oil on his face, and he also carried a big pig's trotter on hand, threaded with a piece of straw.
"Little Li Yinpo, the village chief told me to give it to you, take it back and eat it whole!" He directly stuffed the pig's trotters into my hands, turned around and ran back without giving me a chance to refuse.
I didn't catch it at first, and the pig's trotters fell directly to the ground, so I quickly reached out to grab the grain and grass.
The villagers happily gathered around the pig butcher, while the one who took the meat happily went home.
Of course, many people looked at me with envy in their eyes.
I lowered my head and walked out of the village, paying no attention to anyone.
The sun is so strong now that it hurts my eyes.
Not long after, I arrived at the entrance of the village. I walked quickly, and most of the villagers were at the village chief's house. The entrance to the village, which usually had a lot of people during the day, was now eerily quiet.
There was a man in rags and dirty clothes beside the road. His head was also very weird and deformed, small and pointed, and his eyes were small and narrowed into a slit. He was holding a burnt black potato in his hand. , chewing until the mouth was full of black and burnt marks.
This man is the fool in the village, a fool!
I glanced at him, but he just raised his head and stared at me.
My eyelids twitched, but I soon realized that what he was staring at was not me, but the pig's trotters in my hand.
Walking towards the roadside, I came to Erbangzi and tried to keep my tone calm and kind: "Did you see the village chief get the big yellow croaker yesterday? Where did he get it?"
Erbangzi raised his hand and pointed to the other end of the village road.
That location made me tremble. Wasn't it the place where the dog was blocking the way last night?
"I understand. Here are the pig's feet for you. You can eat them." I handed the pig's feet to Erbangzi.
Erbangzi took it quickly, as if snatching it away. He held it tightly in his arms, and said in a low voice mysteriously: "The man is dead, he dragged it away."
His voice was extremely soft, and also filled with fear.
My heart skipped a beat, someone died? Who died? I asked Erbangzi again what else he had read and told me carefully.
As a result, Erbangzi suddenly jumped up. As if he was frightened, he ran towards the village like flying.
His movements were so strangely fast that as soon as I reacted, he ran all the way away.
I had no intention of chasing him, I just felt very surprised and confused, and my mind became even more unsettled.
Someone died last night? And was dragged away by the village chief?
Seeing another villager walking this way at the other end of the village road, I didn't want to look at other people's eyes, so I was anxious to tell my second uncle what happened and hurried back to my house.
After about a quarter of an hour, I returned home.
The second uncle hasn't come back yet, and the door of the house is closed.
I opened the door, went to the kitchen to get a ladle of water, and drank it. At this moment, I felt empty and hungry.
There were still some dishes left, so I picked them up and ate them. The dishes had been kept for a long time and the taste was a bit sour.
At this moment, I felt a little regretful that I didn't eat the delicious butchered pig dish.
After filling my stomach randomly, I waited for my second uncle at the door of the house.
People tend to feel sleepy when they are full, so I took a nap. When I woke up when I heard footsteps, the sky was already dark.
When I opened my eyes, I saw my second uncle just about to step over me.
"Why did you fall asleep outside?" My second uncle also glanced at me and asked me with a frown.
I stood up holding on to the doorframe and said I was waiting for him.
The second uncle hummed, and said he would drink some water first, and then talk to me. The ghost woman said a lot, and this matter could be big or small.
With that said, the second uncle went into the kitchen to drink water.
My heart was also pounding.
Just when I was thinking whether I should speak or let the second uncle speak first, in a blink of an eye, the second uncle walked out again.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said: "The hag said that after saying those words to the death-seeking dog, the death-seeking dog will come twice more, but these two times may not be him himself, in any case, someone will come. When our family asks for something, they can’t give him anything, not even saliva. No matter what he asks for, he always wants the Gu jade and the Yin-connecting wooden box in the end.”
"Also, you have to pay attention to what he wants to give you, and don't let anyone else take it. The dead man's money was not a big problem before, but after this stall, whoever takes his money, he will Get your life back!"
After a pause, the second uncle continued: "I also asked him how to get rid of the death-seeking dog. This matter is too troublesome. We may not be able to do it yet. Try not to develop in that direction."
"As for your mother, the ghost woman said it very vaguely. She is reluctant to leave now, and she doesn't want to harm you. She will even help you a little. It's just that people are people, and dead people are dead. You'd better not come into contact with her."
"Yin Yang, are you crying? So sweating? There's no need to panic, these two things can be easily solved." The second uncle frowned, reached out and patted my shoulder to comfort me.
I pursed my lips, but my heart sank to the bottom.
This has nothing to do with my mother. About her, it really didn’t scare me, and even made me feel relieved.
I'm just talking about the death-seeking dog... Whoever took his money after I said those words to the death-seeking dog will be killed!
Isn’t this village chief just waiting to die? !
I immediately told my second uncle about this.
After hearing this, the second uncle's face turned pale. He widened his eyes and cursed "Cao".
I immediately asked my second uncle, is there any chance of turning this matter around?
The second uncle immediately shook his head and said only three words.
"Don't dare to care!"
