The gangsters went to Lu Town again. Because Lu Town is so prosperous, no one can resist its temptation. If they don’t go and see and talk to those romantic women, it seems that this is not perfect for the gangsters. , I always feel like something is missing. Because of the difficulty of life, the black bandit had to sell the only hen in the family in order to get some money to buy some rice. Otherwise, starvation would not be a problem.
However, it was also because of the bad luck that the hen looked like it was going to die or even be sick. Otherwise, the gangsters would not have sold it. Wouldn't it be nice to use it to lay eggs for yourself?
He was originally a very honest chicken, but when he got Lu Zhen, maybe because he saw the world or something, he became excited for a moment and flew away at that time. After fluttering among the crowd for a few times, when he went to look for it again, he couldn't see anything. Fortunately, the black bandit was a rogue man and "robbed" a chicken that was originally owned by someone else and was much larger than his own. "Come over.
"This is my chicken!" The black bandit was very angry. He had lost something and had to find a way to get it back. He couldn't just suffer the loss in vain. Otherwise, when he returned to the deserted village, people would laugh at him. of.
"You young man, I obviously just brought this from home to Luzhen, how come it became yours in the blink of an eye?" The old farmer originally wanted to hit someone, but when he saw the black bandit The man is tall and the horse is big, and he is like a tiger with a strong back. If he fights with him, he may not be able to please him, so he softened his tone and said so.
"What I said is mine is mine, what? You don't accept it?" the black bandit said.
"Okay, you're cruel, I don't want it anymore, it's bad luck for me!" the old farmer said, leaving these words behind, wiped the corners of his eyes with the corner of his clothes, and walked away silently.
But at this time, someone came over, and this person didn't look like a kind person. When he walked in front of the black bandit, he originally wanted to fight with him, but seeing that the black bandit was tall and powerful, he could not be bullied. , and could barely hold back for a while. "What are you talking about? This chicken is yours?" the strong man said.
"What I say is mine is mine. What can you do to me?" The black bandit was still unreasonable. At this time, he even quietly touched the back of his butt. When he had nothing to do, he would always carry a knife on his back. , in some nooks and crannies, as long as the knife is drawn out, the beautiful woman can let the gangster do whatever he wants because of fear. Not only that, with this knife, once you find a rich person, just put the knife across his neck, you can almost make wind and rain.
Hearing what the black bandit said, the strong man did not dare to say anything for a moment, because he was very strong. Since the chicken was said to be his, what else could he say at this time? "Okay, okay, since you said it's yours, then my father's chicken is yours, okay?" The strong man was also a sensible person. Knowing that the gangster started to touch the knife on his butt, he The hero did not want to suffer the immediate loss, so he changed his tone and was not as domineering as before.
Of course, if someone hadn't used magic, why would his chicken have disappeared for no reason? At this time, he got a chicken, and this chicken was even bigger than his own. Looking at the chicken, he felt black He couldn't help but smile. However, when people in Luzhen saw this black bandit, they did not dare to approach him for a moment, fearing that this man would rob them of the trivial things they had earned with their own blood and sweat.
The black bandit walked into a shop at this time. This was a rice seller. The black bandit had no money at this time. All his property was just this chicken that he got with his own strength. I am going to exchange this chicken for some rice.
But when he saw the gangster coming, the shop owner actually started to close the shop. Even though he had just opened his shop and it was a time of huge crowds of people, if he closed the shop at this time, if this happened on a normal day, people would definitely say that he was crazy. . But when he saw the gangster coming, the owner of the rice store immediately closed the door, and because he was in a hurry, he accidentally pinched one of his fingers while closing the door.
But the rice store owner didn't care about this, and he didn't care whether it hurt or not. He tried his best to pull his finger like this. Good guy, he pulled it out. But when he looked at the finger, he was brave enough. The blood It really flowed out like a spring. But for the rice store owner, this is still nothing. He feels lucky for himself, because being able to get rid of this gangster is a great blessing, isn't it? And what does it mean to be injured like this?
The gangster had no choice but to walk towards the pier, because since the store was closed and no longer open for business, how could he force it to open? I had no choice but to go to the pier to see if there was anyone selling rice. But I looked left and right. Among the people coming and going, I still only saw some people selling shit. As for the rice seller, I didn't see it yet. .
But fortunately, among these people selling shit, there was even an old woman, who mistakenly thought that this place was a place selling rice. This was of course because her eyesight was not good, otherwise, why would she be in such a dirty place? Where to sell rice? The black bandit originally wanted to exchange his chicken for the old woman's rice. Although the rice looked a bit like millet, with a little bit of selection, it could still be used for cooking.
"Sell Miha!" the old woman shouted when she saw someone coming.
At this time, the black bandit stopped. He originally wanted to exchange his chicken for rice, but after thinking about it, wouldn't it be better if he stewed the chicken for dinner? At this time, he had a sense of surprise, and even took advantage of the old woman not paying attention, and snatched it from others.
The old woman moved too slowly, so she might not be able to catch up with the gangster. No, when the old woman just stood up, the gangster had already jumped on the big boat, and the boss of the boat was also very good at doing things to help the tiger. Just tap the pennant on the pier, and the boat will sail. At this time, almost all the people on the pier had dispersed, leaving only the old woman squatting on a cold stone and crying non-stop. The rice she saved through frugality would be taken away by others!
When the black bandit took the boat back to the deserted village, he couldn't help humming a ditty for a while. It was better now. He had chickens and rice. He didn't panic because he had food in his hands. He could even take a look at the beautiful scenery of the deserted village. However, when he walked to the door of his house, he was dumbfounded for a moment. His house was burned down by an unknown person.
This house was passed down from ancestors. It is said that my ancestors suffered a lot for this house, and even suffered bullets and knife attacks. Moreover, this house can be considered magnificent in this deserted village, but how could such a fine house be burned down while he was away? Is this what humans do?
Although there are quite some unclean things in this house, every night, you will always see some things that you shouldn't see. Even on a rainy night, the gangster went out to use the toilet, but after he went out, in the toilet I heard an old man coughing. But when he actually got into the toilet and took a look inside, he saw nothing.
Although there are all these unclean things, this house is still quite good. I don't know how many winds and rains it has shielded me from, and even because of this house, the sinister intentions of many villains have been wiped out. What a nice house this is, but how could it be burned down like this? It’s fine if I don’t let myself see it. Once discovered and caught, the gangster couldn’t help gritting his teeth at this time. Don’t blame me. You're welcome!
At this time, it started to rain nonstop, and for a while, he was too embarrassed to go to someone else's house to take shelter from the rain. This was a shame for the black bandits anyway. Being soaked in the heavy rain, staying in this ashes, and feeling cold all over, it would be great if this house still existed.
"Okay, you burn my house, as long as you don't let me see it, otherwise," the black bandit started coughing again after saying this, "otherwise, I will cut you into pieces. part!"
There is no other way. The black bandit can only huddle under a big tree. Otherwise, staying in this wilderness is definitely not an option. However, when the black bandit huddled under the big tree, there was no thunder in the sky, and lightning started to start. Of course, you can't stand under the big tree when it thunders and rains. This truth is generally understood. People may know this, but this black bandit does not understand. Although the sky was flashing with thunder at this time, he was lying under the big tree and fell asleep.
Not long after he fell asleep, the black bandit felt a sharp pain in his thigh. He saw a cow rushing over and pressed its horn on his thigh, and he woke up from the pain. But when he woke up, he saw that there was no cow, just a shadow of a person flashing in front of him, and then he disappeared to nowhere.
Someone cut himself in the thigh! I don't know where I offended someone, but at this moment, while I was sleeping, I killed myself and stabbed myself.
"Damn it, this is why misfortunes never come singly and blessings never come singly." The black bandit muttered.
Then he crawled out from under the big tree and wanted to chase the person who had slashed him. However, due to his thigh injury, walking was extremely inconvenient. Not to mention running away, it was good to be able to stand up. Moreover, it was raining heavily at this time, and there was constant thunder, and the ground was slippery. If you wanted to walk well on this road, you would have to fall down.
Even so, the black bandit still stood up and wanted to chase his man, but that man had already disappeared and passed away like the wind. At this time, another sound was heard from behind, and the big tree caught fire due to thunder and lightning, and the tree body was broken. At this time, it fell down, suppressing the black bandit.
