When the broken bridge was bombed, the deserted village suddenly became an uproar. People said that this gangster had the courage to take advantage of others. How dare he do such an outrageous thing?
After the black bandit blew up the broken bridge, he quickly returned home. He knew for a moment that he might have offended the gods and might die soon. However, otherwise, it would be difficult for the old boatman to explain to him.
But that night, when the black bandit fell asleep early, he saw in his dream that the old boatman appeared again, standing in front of his house. He did not speak, but kept singing a funeral song, saying that the black bandit was about to die. arrive.
"Didn't you always ask me to repair the broken bridge?" The black bandit was puzzled and asked in confusion, "Why do you talk like that again?"
"I asked you to repair the broken bridge, but I didn't ask you to blow it up." The old boatman condemned in a reproachful tone.
"But the broken bridge has already exploded, what should we do?" the black bandit asked in fear.
"Go to hell." The old boatman dropped these words and hurried out of the house. Before leaving, he didn't forget to scold him for a while.
At this time, for some unknown reason, a gust of wind suddenly blew up in the sky. The strong wind howled and blew, and some stones, iron tools and other things fell from the sky. Some stones even hit the black bandit's head directly, causing him considerable damage. frightened.
When he woke up from his dream, the black bandit came out of the house and stood in the darkness. He wanted to think about this matter carefully. He blew up the broken bridge for no reason, offended the gods, and also offended the people in the deserted village. The crime is not small. From now on, I am afraid that I will not live long.
After leaving the house, the strong wind was still howling and blowing. The river was roaring with waves, and the waves kept beating the stones on both sides. The broken water splashed in the sky, reflecting the pale moonlight, and it was very How miserable.
At this time, the black bandits heard bursts of crying coming from the broken bridge. It seemed that an old woman was crying. However, when they blew up the bridge, they found that there was no one around. Why did they hear someone crying at this time?
The black bandit wanted to go to the broken bridge and have a look. Otherwise, his anxious heart would not be calmed down. Even if he was lying on the bed, he would still not be at peace.
I kept walking towards the broken bridge. When I got there, under the pale moonlight, I still couldn't see anything. I could only faintly hear bursts of crying. Who was hiding somewhere and crying? For a while, I couldn't see anything. Not sure.
Normally, as long as the people in the deserted village slightly move the stones on the broken bridge, even if it is just a small stone, it is a very serious crime, and at least they will have to be hacked a few times. If it is serious, they may be directly punished. Just die.
But this gangster didn't just move a stone on the broken bridge. He actually blew up the entire bridge. Such behavior was simply outrageous. Even if he was cut into pieces by a thousand cuts, it would be easier for him. .
I sat quietly by the broken bridge and listened to the woman's cry. It was dark at night and the place was not very clean, so I couldn't stay any longer. Otherwise, something might happen. Plus, the sky was blowing. There were strong winds, and many stones fell from the sky. Among the rain of stones, there were quite a few terrifying human heads.
The black bandit did not dare to stay by the broken bridge and went back immediately. Otherwise, something might happen. And once something happened, the people in the deserted village would definitely not help him. Maybe, they might even take advantage of the situation. , there are also some people who beat them with a rake.
Several days have passed in this way. The black bandit originally thought that if he committed such a big crime, something big would happen, and it would be possible for him to die without a burial place. However, for some reason, after so long, he didn't know what happened. Nothing happened at all. Is this the old boatman lying to himself, or are the people in the deserted village lying?
The black bandit didn't know. Anyway, he felt that he had committed a heinous crime and that he might not be able to survive in the future. After thinking about it, he felt that he should do something. Otherwise, even if he was under the Nine Springs, he would not be able to rest in peace.
Let's say that the thin man felt quite uncomfortable after coming back from the mountains that night and needed to take a good rest. At this time, his woman was also very virtuous and busy, either making tea or burning some for herself. The water for washing feet made me feel really distressed when I saw this thin man.
At this time, I was sitting in my hut and closed the door, because I felt that I had done a lot of bad things to this gangster in the past, and I was afraid that he would get into my house and harm me and my woman.
Originally, I wanted to go to the broken bridge to offer sacrifices to the gods. Otherwise, the crops planted might not yield a good harvest in autumn. Don’t the families who offer sacrifices have abundant crops and adequate food and clothing every year?
I also have to go and offer sacrifices. Even if the broken bridge has been bombed, I still have to make sense of it. Otherwise, the crops planted may not be harvested, and it will be bad if the work is in vain.
Besides, if you have done something evil to a gangster and are afraid of retaliation, it is also good to pray for the protection of the gods. Otherwise, it will be bad if the gangster rushes at your door and beats you to a bloody head. , after all, in terms of fighting, there are few people who are the opponents of the black gangster, and I am even less of his food.
After worshiping at the broken bridge, when I came back, the night was already very dark. His wife went to bed and the deserted village became quiet at this time, and almost nothing could be heard.
The thin man sat quietly in the hut, relying on the protection of the gods in his heart. He was not too afraid of the gangsters for the moment. Once something happened, God would naturally bless him. How could the gangsters get away with him?
After washing my feet, I closed the door and prepared to go to sleep. It was getting late and I could almost smell the crow of the cock.
But then I heard someone knocking lightly on the door of the house. Who was it? He was so ignorant and bothered me in the middle of the night. How could he not be educated?
I didn't want to take care of it at first, but the man roared, his voice was very powerful, and he faintly exuded a majestic aura. As soon as he heard it, he knew that the person who came was a gangster. He couldn't afford to offend him. The thin man immediately opened the door to the house. Open it to welcome the entry of the black bandits.
"Are you here?" the thin man asked weakly.
"Here we come." The black bandit roared.
"Where is your wife?" the black bandit asked straight to the point.
"My wife is lying on the bed." The thin man answered truthfully.
When the thin man's wife heard that the gangsters were coming, she originally wanted to get up, but for some reason, she shed tears at this time. It seemed that she had been greatly wronged, and she felt like committing suicide in her heart.
I originally wanted to get up and talk to the black bandit. After all, compared with the black bandit, my husband is too young. In those aspects, he is far inferior to this black bandit. But for some reason, thinking about this black bandit's unprovoked intrusion When you enter your own house, you don't treat yourself as an individual. Can you not be heartbroken at this moment? Women with thin men even have thoughts of suicide.
After the thin man exchanged a few words with the black man, he climbed onto the bed and lay down with his woman, leaving the black man sitting quietly at the table, drinking wine.
Not long after, the black bandit was so drunk that he even fell unconscious. He collapsed on the table and fell asleep for some reason.
"Let's run away." The thin man's woman proposed. Facing this powerful gangster, as a weak woman, it seemed that this was all she could do.
"No need to run away. I went to the broken bridge at night and offered sacrifices. I believe the Bodhisattva has his own arrangements and will not cause us to suffer." The thin man said confidently. After saying this, he started coughing again and kept running around for many days. , obviously already suffering from some kind of disease.
Seeing the black bandit sleeping, the thin man and his wife carried him to bed, and he immediately left the hut and went up the mountain to live in a melon shed, waiting to escape this disaster.
After the black bandit woke up, he looked at the bed where he was lying on the thin man. He knew that he might have drunk too much. Fortunately, there was no one around and he hadn't done anything yet. Otherwise, the sin might have been serious.
I originally wanted to leave that hut, but I thought that I didn't have much time left, and I was going to die anyway. Why not do something with this thin man's woman? Even if I die, I will be a happy ghost, right?
But it didn't work. I didn't see anyone. I don't know where that beautiful woman was. Otherwise, I would have wanted to sleep with her at this time.
Since he escaped, there was nothing he could do about it, so he had to leave the hut and return to his own house.
After returning, the black bandit immediately started to bleed from all his orifices for some unknown reason. He lay on the bed and was really unable to move, but he did not die immediately.
It rained continuously outside, the sound of rain pattered, and everything gradually became blurred in the sound of rain. Not to mention that no one heard the black bandit's call for help, even if there was a thunder, the people in the deserted village When people hear it, it is impossible to be afraid.
The black bandit once wanted to get up, go out of the house, find someone, and that would be fine, but for some reason, he could not move at this time, and could only lie quietly on the bed, living in pain.
"Damn, I'm really going to die." The black bandit let out a long sigh.
But I don’t want to give in. People like the thin man can live happily, how can I die just like that?
At this time in the deserted village, amidst the heavy rain, people closed their doors one after another, but no one went out. Even a child stayed quietly in his room on this day, showing no interest in the world outside. .
No one went out, and even if there were, it was some people who were not very clear-headed and could even be called stupid. They had to go out of the house for no reason for some trivial matter, and ignored people's advice and went for a stroll. turn.
Among these people, there were two fools. They walked out of their houses and turned a deaf ear to the advice of their family members, unable to listen at all.
The second fool appeared in front of the black bandit's house.
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