Shaoqiu vomited blood.
At this time, many people were standing in front of his house, and Hao Hua was leaning against the grapefruit tree, looking lonely. Shaoqiu, on the other hand, stayed in his room. After vomiting blood for a while last night, he had not gotten up yet and was resting.
People in the deserted village gathered together to discuss how to deal with it. It seemed that the reason why Shaoqiu was like this was probably because he offended the gods. Otherwise, why would he vomit blood? Could it be that the gods punished him? Haohua had long suspected that her daughter had been harmed by Shaoqiu. At this time, she was leaning against the grapefruit tree, listening to Shaoqiu's cough, and felt comfortable. Finally, God had eyes, so that this person received the punishment he deserved, otherwise his own Didn’t my daughter suffer in vain?
At this time, Master Gou also appeared in front of Shaoqiu's house, handing cigarettes to people from time to time and saying congratulatory words to each other. If Shaoqiu had not died, no one would have had a good life. And this is even more true for Mr. Gou. As long as Shaoqiu is finished, he no longer has to worry about him seeking revenge. Otherwise, he will not be able to live a peaceful life.
The black bandit accidentally fell down yesterday and fell from the roof of his house, breaking a bone. Could it be that he was like this because of Shaoqiu? If Shao Qiuzhi hadn't been studying, well, he wasn't studying. He must have been cursing himself. Otherwise, why would he have fallen off the roof of the house for no reason and broken his bones?
But, fortunately, God has eyes. Shaoqiu vomited blood and was about to die? Isn't this great? At this time, I came to the door of Shaoqiu's house and saw many people laughing and chatting with each other, congratulating each other that the person who had offended the gods was about to die. The gangsters even bought firecrackers from a small shop and set them off in front of Yu Shaoqiu's dilapidated house. It was very lively for a while, and Haohuayu even sang folk songs amidst the laughter of people.
The black bandit was unforgiving and refused to come out when Shaoqiu was seen. He hid in the house and seemed to be very afraid of people's laughter. Otherwise, why would he not dare to come out to see people? The black bandit didn't care so much at this time. He had just fallen off the house yesterday and his broken bones were still not healed. No, he was still walking with a limp, but he was more than enough to deal with Shaoqiu and his ilk.
The black bandit entered Shaoqiu's house and wanted to pull him out at any cost. However, when he saw Shaoqiu studying, he became even more furious. "Still studying!" the black bandit said as he came closer. Shaoqiu's side pulled him out of his house and stood in front of people for a while, as terrified as his grandson all day long.
"Black bandit, what are you doing? I'm already vomiting blood. I've already been punished by God. You can't mess around, you know?" someone said.
"I'm not messing around. This man made me fall off the house. Can't I get him on the house and then fall off too?" While doing this, the black bandit pulled Shaoqiu onto the roof. Qiu resolutely refused to obey, but the black bandit's physical strength was extraordinary, so he had to obey even if he refused.
In this way, Shaoqiu was put on the roof of his house by the gangsters. He stood with tears rolling down his face. He was still coughing, and it could be seen that he was actually vomiting blood. The black bandit was standing under Shaoqiu's house, and he kept shouting at Shaoqiu who was standing above him, insisting that he fall down from the roof of the house!
"Fall down!" The black bandit said as he stood up, but as soon as he stood up, he felt quite painful, and the broken bones made a snapping sound due to the tension. He hurriedly sat down, but if he didn't take revenge, the black bandits would not be human, so Shaoqiu would be thrown from his house.
Shaoqiu stood on the roof of his house, tears constantly falling down. The strong wind was howling, and many tiles were flying, but Shaoqiu was constantly vomiting blood in the wind. That was what he had watched all night long. books, tired. But people don't think so. People say that only those who offend the gods will vomit blood, and the gods will not bless bad people.
"Fucking Shaoqiu, you dare to fall in love with my woman, otherwise, why would you vomit blood?" Someone in the crowd shouted, and at this time, he also ordered the black bandit to throw Shaoqiu from the roof of his house. You can't come down, otherwise, they will kill him.
The black bandit was hunched over and wandering around in the crowd. When he saw someone, he wanted to stand up, but he couldn't. He couldn't straighten his waist. People respected the black bandit very much. When they saw that he had trouble walking, many people stepped forward to support him. They even asked their women to help him. They couldn't let this good man fall to the ground like this. I have to support him no matter what, even if I have a green hat on my head.
"Are you going to fall or not?" the black bandit roared. The voice was majestic and the intensity was unprecedented. The sky and the earth also changed color amidst the roar, and they were no longer as clear as before.
Shaoqiu stood on the roof of his house, with ropes tied to his body. He couldn't break free, but if he really fell down like this, it didn't seem to be a problem. He was not at fault, so why should he take it? What about risking his own life? However, the crowd was so angry that it would be impossible without falling. Just when Shaoqiu was about to fall, the black bandit stopped him again and said not to fall for the time being.
So, the flowery husband immediately walked up, grabbed Shaoqiu, and tied him up. It was impossible to throw him down even if he wanted to. "It's better now, no need to fall down." Xiaohua said as she was really happy for Shaoqiu.
At this time, the black bandit got a lot of sharp knives from somewhere and stuck them in the soil under the house. After a while, the house was surrounded by dense knives, of different lengths and shapes, but they had one thing in common. Point, that is extremely sharp! "Okay, okay, you can throw it down!" the black bandit said, twisting his waist and standing in the crowd again, with a proud smile on his face.
"Quickly fall down, otherwise, I will burn down your house down here." The black bandit shouted loudly.
"Don't do bad things in the next life." Haohua looked at the sharp knives scattered around the house and said to Shaoqiu who was standing on the roof of the house.
An elderly woman came forward and shed tears. Then she took out paper money and began to burn it for Shaoqiu. The black bandit immediately stepped forward and began to urinate on the burned paper money. In a moment, all the burning paper money was extinguished and scattered in all directions when the strong wind blew.
Shaoqiu looked at the people standing below. These were the people he was familiar with and had watched since he was a child. But why did he have to fall down at this time? I guess he shouldn't be studying, right? But is reading also sinful? No, it's not like that. Vomiting blood is because you have offended the gods. What a joke!
Shaoqiu didn't want to fall. He was a careful person and would never fall from the roof of the house. But if he didn't pretend to fall, the gangster seemed unwilling to give up. Alas! At this time, I glanced at the distance. Many flowers were swaying in the wind, but people were leaving, leaving for no reason. Did the gods and Buddhas in heaven really have eyes? Shaoqiu didn't know. He only knew that people were standing under their houses at this time, pretending that they accidentally fell down. This was really out of control. Shaoqiu looked at those sharp knives. The sun was still shining on the blades, piercing people's eyes, making them seem to see death waving.
