The black bandit was still operating the tower crane on the other side of the river that night, but the sound was so loud that it made it impossible to sleep. But the gangster doesn't care about so much. For his own benefit, he even sacrifices the rest of others. Who dares to say anything wrong about him at this time?
Shaoqiu read a book amidst the huge noise, and had nowhere to go for a while. Although he had been busy during the day, when he was bored at night, he had no choice but to read. After reading the pornographic novel that Aunt Hua gave me for a while, I felt that it would be a waste of time to continue like this, so I stopped reading and continued reading the "Historical Records".
Shaoqiu stopped reading pornographic novels, and for a moment he no longer felt so guilty. However, at this moment, he heard footsteps coming from outside. The footsteps of the person coming were very familiar to Shaoqiu. Isn’t it Aunt Hua who is here?
"Cut your head off and die..." Aunt Hua cursed when she left. Of course she was scolding Shaoqiu, but why did she scold herself?
Shaoqiu was reading "Historical Records" at this time. For the moment, he didn't pay attention to the curse words. He just ignored them and continued to read his book. And outside this deserted village, for some reason, the black bandit drove the tower crane very bravely, roaring from time to time, as if he wanted to fight someone desperately.
Of course, when I heard such a loud roar while reading, as a person who reads, I have a sensitive mind, and I was a little scared for a moment. What if the black bandit got stuck somewhere and came over to chop me with an axe? It can also be said to be quite terrifying. The black bandit had two axes, and he was grinding them in front of Shaoqiu's house from time to time. At this time, listening to the roar of the black bandit, he suddenly thought of his two axes, and he didn't know what to do.
This was really difficult for Shaoqiu. At the same time, he had to read a book and at the same time, he had to prevent the black bandit from hacking him. For a while, he was almost unable to do both things. Therefore, in order to read a book, Shaoqiu was not afraid of being killed, so he ignored the gangster. If the gangster couldn't think about it for a moment and really rushed over, he would only count himself unlucky.
At this time, Shaoqiu was startled again, because the black bandit shouted on the other side of the river. I wonder what unexpected event happened that surprised him so much? After yelling, I heard him slap himself or someone else, and then he cursed, "I'm going to fuck your old mother!" I bet he was bitten by a mosquito, otherwise Why is this so?
Even if the mosquito wasn't killed, it was frightened to death when it heard such a terrifying roar. However, after the slap, the black bandit kept shouting "It's over". Because the blow was too violent, his hand might have been broken for a while. Otherwise, why would he ask anyone to treat it?
At that time, a doctor in the deserted village heard the black bandit's summons and did not dare not go. When he got to the black bandit's side, he found that it was not a serious problem. It was just that he had beaten him too hard and was a little red for a while. Just rest and you'll be fine. But the black bandit insisted that the doctor apply some herbal medicine for him, otherwise he would not be able to sleep well tonight.
"You're fine. You don't need any treatment. You'll get better on your own." The doctor replied. After hearing what the doctor said, the black bandit couldn't say anything for a while, so he continued to open the tower crane.
Shaoqiu stayed in his room and didn't care about the outside for a while. He just read his book. At this time, Aunt Hua walked past the door of his room again and kept talking to another person. Although the voice was not loud, But you can hear it very clearly. Moreover, the voice was quite mysterious. As soon as he heard this, Shaoqiu didn't want to study for a moment. He felt that he was sitting under the light, year after year, and his life was not like life. What was the point?
After a busy day in the mountains during the day, I felt a little sleepy at this time. I was going to go to bed after reading a few pages, because tomorrow's work will be quite heavy. It's impossible without a good rest.
While he was thinking this, Shaoqiu heard a woman shouting outside, seemingly asking him to go somewhere to talk to her or go on a date in the mountains. However, after listening carefully, I didn't hear any sound. Could it be that I heard it wrong?
Moreover, hearing this voice is quite strange, and nothing unexpected has happened in my house, so why would something evil appear at that moment? However, Shaoqiu has never done anything bad in his life. Although he was a little uncomfortable for a while, he was not afraid.
After a while, Shaoqiu had already read some books, but at this moment he heard Aunt Hua running past the door of his house with a smile. The dexterity of this voice was really rare in a deserted village. Anyone who heard it couldn't help but There are people who are not confused by it, and Shaoqiu is no exception. I don’t know what happened tonight. I couldn’t read the book after reading a few pages.
Shaoqiu stopped reading for a while, so he opened the door and stood in the patio outside. Facing the desolation of the night, he really didn't know what to do. Thinking that I was alone here with no one around me, I burst into tears for a moment, and I couldn't help but cry loudly.
In a dark place, Shaoqiu heard a woman laughing. Hearing such a sound, Shaoqiu was fascinated by it and even wanted to follow the sound. However, after listening for a while, there was no sound again, and a gust of wind blew over, causing Shaoqiu to get into his house again.
The black bandit was afraid that Shaoqiu was secretly harming him. At this time, there were many Taoist tools placed around his tower crane. He even put a pig there, just in case there were any ghosts or ghosts. Harm yourself. Every time before he went up to the tower crane, he would burn some paper money to pray for the blessings of the gods. Otherwise, he would not dare to go up the tower crane because he was afraid that Shaoqiu would recite a spell. If he came down with a few spells, he would die unexpectedly. Quite worthless.
He stayed on this tower crane not so much to make money as to deal with Shaoqiu, because I don’t know who told him that Shaoqiu might have some plot against his wife. Of course, Shaoqiu will not Dare to do anything, but after death, that may not be possible. Most likely sleeping with his wife.
It was probably because of these words that the black bandit planned to deal with Shaoqiu for a while while he was still alive. Otherwise, he couldn't give his wife away for nothing, right? Therefore, the tower crane was deliberately placed on the other side of the river. The loud voice was enough to disturb the peace of the deserted village. If Shaoqiu wanted to study, this would probably not be possible unless he was quite unintelligent. It is impossible to read this book.
Moreover, when he was operating the tower crane there, he even had to get a loudspeaker. When the voice was shouted, the black bandit's voice was already majestic enough. With the addition of this loudspeaker, everyone in the deserted village was temporarily disturbed. And because Shaoqiu was the first to bear the brunt, it was impossible to study. But what would he do if he didn't study on this beautiful night?
Sometimes when Shaoqiu was reading about a black bandit, which was originally a description by the author, the black bandit thought that Shaoqiu was scolding him or making fun of him, so he stayed on the other side of the river and shouted at himself with a loudspeaker. He even scolded his own ancestors. Shaoqiu couldn't bear this kind of thing for a while, but he didn't dare to say anything.
While the gangster was scolding Shaoqiu, he somehow fell down from the tower crane. Due to the unstable foundation of the tower crane, it fell from the high river bank together with the black bandit. For a moment, its survival was uncertain, and its life or death was uncertain.
People in the deserted village came to the door of Shaoqiu's house one after another, thinking that Shaoqiu was a god and they did not dare to offend him. Then some people kept saying good things to him. And that night, Aunt Hua, for some reason, even cried when she passed by her house. Maybe she encountered some trouble. Otherwise, why would she cry when she walked in front of her house?
At this time, some people, because they were inexplicably afraid of Shaoqiu, thought he was some great god, and even called him "Grandpa" when they walked past his house at night. Of course, Shaoqiu did not listen to these words or answer them, he just read his own book.
After the black bandit was rescued, he didn't care about the tower crane for a while. Saving his life was more important at this time, so he quickly returned to his house, of course being carried away. At this time, I was lying in my room, thinking of Shaoqiu's reading, and felt that his reading was somewhat famous. Otherwise, if I had laid a very solid foundation, why would I have fallen from such a high place?
Although he was lying in his own room at this time, he still refused to give up. He even wanted to get up and kill Shaoqiu. Otherwise, why would he be so angry? However, after crawling for a while, it was quite difficult to get up from the bed, even to the point where it was difficult to move.
The black bandit's hatred for Shaoqiu at this moment is so strong that he can almost eat him. This is so vicious that he wants to curse himself to death and then seize his wife! How can there be such a truth in the world!
People in the deserted village went to the black bandit's house one after another to visit him, and some people took the opportunity to say that the black bandit fell because of someone. "Who?" the black bandit asked. But that person felt that he could only stop talking at this point, otherwise, if a person's life really happened and he would be involved in some way, it would not be a good thing.
"Who else could it be? Of course it's the one from our village..." someone said.
"That scholar..." Someone tried to smooth things over for the person in front.
"Curse me?" the black bandit asked. But no one answered the black bandit's words, so he had to think about it on his own.
People stayed in front of the black bandit's house for a while, and had to leave for a while. After they had said everything they wanted to say, the rest of the matter could only be seen by the black bandit. The black bandit roared and tried to get up from the bed, then rushed into Shaoqiu's house and struck him with two axes to vent his anger.
However, the black bandit finally endured this and let's talk about it when he gets the chance. Now that he is injured all over his body, what should he do? The deserted village was now much quieter without the roar of the gangster's machine. People had been busy all day on the mountain, and at night they could have a good sleep.
