When the big insect first appeared, the other men immediately dispersed. The woman had almost run away, and only Fengying was left to deal with the big insect. They met together again outside the bamboo forest. They refused to enter the bamboo forest no matter what. They didn't even dare to stay on the mountain for a moment longer. They were afraid that the big insects would eat up Fengying and come out to seek misfortune on them.
A group of people went straight to the foot of the mountain crying. People along the road glanced sideways, wondering whose family was having a funeral today. It was such a big procession, and so many women in the village were mourning with them. About half of the women who originally went to the mountains to cut bamboo still had half left at home.
Li Chuyi and Zhaodi are not at home. Ye Xiaochai, who has some brains, has always been in Fengshan.
This large number of women returned home and started crying with all their voices. The howling was as miserable as it was, and this formation immediately frightened the other half of the village girls. They looked at the dozen or so village girls with disheveled hair and tearful eyes. They were obviously very frightened. However, after asking them about it, they all just cried and couldn't speak clearly.
Soon Yi Niang was also alarmed. Yi Niang came out and saw that there was a mess of porridge under the camphor tree. There were many people talking, some were just crying, and they didn't know what happened.
Yi Niang looked in the crowd several times and found that only the eldest sisters in the village were back, but neither the third brother nor Uncle He Baozheng came back. Is it possible? . Did they encounter another accident in the mountains?
The only backbone of Yi Niang is Liang Chuan. As soon as there is any trouble in Liang Chuan, she can no longer sit still. She grabbed one of the village elder sisters who came down from the mountains and asked, "What happened in the mountains? Why didn't Third Brother and the others come back with you?"
When the eldest sister saw that it was Yi Niang, she couldn't hide the matter sooner or later. She cried a few times and then told the story: "In the mountains...the big insects in the mountains have come out!"
big. . Big bug? As soon as Yi Niang heard this, she fainted. .
Damn it, the man in this family just had an accident on the mountain, and the woman in the family can't let anything happen again. When everyone saw that the artist was fainting, they all stopped their mourning activities. Several people worked together to carry the artist to the stone bars in the yard. Some went to get salt water, and some pinched people, hoping that the artist would Be strong and don't irritate her too much. .
Everyone poured water on her and pinched her, and the artist slowly woke up. It was okay not to wake up. As soon as she woke up, she started crying. She cried so hard that her heart was broken. She was completely different from the formal mourning of these village girls. Different, everyone else is moved by it.
"Last time, the third brother said that he encountered a big insect in the mountains. My wife did not persuade him not to go up the mountain again. Finally, something happened in the mountains. I really deserve to die..." Yi Niang took all the responsibilities on herself. , everyone felt even more sad after hearing this.
I don’t know who started to lead the rhythm: "Yi Niang, the dead cannot be resurrected. The most important thing right now is to go to Xinghua to report to the officials and let the officials find Sanlang's body. We also have to build a mourning hall here, Sanlang's body." The body has a destination when it comes back..." After hearing these words, Yi Niang almost fainted. She was now in a state of chaos, and she would only nod in agreement with anyone who said anything.
Two women volunteered to go to Xinghua to find officials, and some of the others began to look for white elegiac couplets, really preparing to build a mourning hall. Others sat around under the camphor tree and began to cry.
Speaking of which, Liang Chuan was very strong in carrying the big insect. He carried it all the way from the mountain to the foot of the mountain. When he couldn't carry it anymore, He Baozheng and Ni Hu chopped and chopped to make a simple stretcher. The four young people made a stretcher. One of them carried the corpse of the big insect, while He Baozheng and Ni Hu carried Liang Chuan and came to the He family's ancestral hall.
Liang Chuan was exhausted and fell asleep on the stretcher. He Bao was leading the way when he heard a group of women crying under the big camphor tree in the distance.
Nihu saw the big camphor tree from a distance and said with emotion: "I haven't been to your village for decades, and you have become the guarantor here. The tree is still so lush, but we are all old. Hey, you guys Someone seems to have died in the village, so many women are crying under the trees?"
"No, I haven't heard of anyone's death when I went out in the morning. Alas, this thing will either never happen. When it comes, all the trouble will come. Let's go over and see who has died. I have to help you later to take care of the funeral."
He Baozheng and the others carried the big insect and Liang Chuan in a very large formation. When those with sharp eyes saw the dead big insect being carried, they immediately beat gongs and drums to publicize it everywhere. This kind of lively event is a rare occurrence in a hundred years. Who knows? There is a hero who fights tigers, but it has been a new topic for decades.
A group of Luocheng masters were horrified to see such a big tiger being carried back by He Baozheng and several others. Liang Chuan was so tired that he fell on the stretcher. Zhao Fafa was worried that something unexpected happened to Liang Chuan and the project was on hold. He hurried over to ask a few questions. He Baozheng explained it and took him over.
Fengying's hair was disheveled and her face was covered in blood, but she was very happy to be able to return home alive. She threw herself into the crowd with a joyful smile on her face. Everyone was busy crying, and no one noticed that Fengying was back. As soon as Fengying spoke in a loud voice, several people looked over and were immediately frightened to death by Fengying. They thought that if they threw Fengying on the mountain and left her alone, Fengying's innocent ghost would come back to claim her life.
Yi Niang was righteous and not afraid of this, but he looked at the group of people behind him, carrying two stretchers. On the stretcher in front, it was his husband, motionless. . . His vision went dark, the sky was spinning, the sky was dark, and the earth was dark, and he fainted immediately.
Everyone watched Sanlang being carried back. He was obviously dead. Some of the women began to cry, "The water flowing thousands of feet will eventually enter the sea, and the people who traveled thousands of miles will eventually fall into the earth. Damn you big insect. Poor Sanlang. You just left him like this." Xia Yi Niang left on her own..."
One cried, all cried, one howled, all of them howled, a group of women all cried at the top of their lungs. He Baozheng was stunned, Fengying was stunned, and even Liang Chuan, who was half asleep, was awakened. He quickly got off the stretcher and asked the crowd: "Who is dead?"
He didn't notice that Liang Chuan had spoken, but he still cried. When Liang Chuan saw that no one was paying attention to him, his anger sank into his dantian. He mustered up enough energy to yell out: "Stop crying!" The voice rolled out, like thunder from the sky, and he could even hear the echo coming back from the distant mountains in the distance.
Everyone was shocked and took a closer look, hey, isn't this Saburo? He is also here to claim his life! Okay, three more were stunned. .
When Yi Niang was confused, she suddenly heard Liang Chuan's voice, and her eyes suddenly opened. It was really her Saburo. Fearing that it was an hallucination due to excessive longing, she pinched her thigh and felt a burning pain. It was really not an hallucination.
"I asked you, what are you all doing here howling in mourning? Don't you all want to work anymore? If you don't want to work, just go home and farm. If anyone keeps crying, get out of here!" Liang Chuan was annoyed by these noisy voices the most. Hearing this made me angry, and I got angry immediately.
"Sanlang, you encountered a big insect and didn't die!"
"You are so eager for my death, aren't you!"
"Sanlang is not dead, the big insect is dead!" The good news spread quickly. Everyone surrounded Fengying to know what the situation was. Some went to surround He Baozheng, who was People who witnessed the whole process vividly told the story of the tiger hunt from beginning to end.
Some people went to touch the huge dead tiger. They said that the skinny camel was bigger than the horse. The dead insect still had a great visual impact. The bold ones would occasionally touch it a few times, but the timid ones would not even touch it. Dare to touch. Only after touching the dead tiger did everyone truly believe that what He Baozheng said was not a lie!
"Yiniang, go order some food and drinks. We just met some heroes on the mountain. Thanks to their help, this big insect was successfully carried down the mountain. I want to entertain them well." Liang Chuan's words impressed Hu Shui and several young hunters. Feeling a little guilty, Liang Chuan carried most of the mountain road back alone, so they only put some effort into this short section down the mountain.
When Yi Niang saw that her man had returned safely, her strength returned instantly. She felt happy in everything she did. Moreover, her man had killed a tiger. How majestic it was. This was a big name. She took Yang Xiu with her. Went back to the kitchen to cook.
No one has the intention to do any more bamboo weaving today. He Baozheng dismissed all the people. Today is a day off. Everyone goes back to have a good rest and come back tomorrow to continue doing it. With everyone talking about the heroic deeds of San Lang in fighting tigers, the village girls led by Fengying, a big-mouthed man, began to spread the word about Liang Chuan's great deeds crazily. When they told it, it was really thrilling. It was deified quite a bit. The fact that Liang Chuan killed the tiger started to spread in all directions, just like the number one scholar in his family.
The bearded man had nothing to do after the Lantern Festival. He stayed in the county office all day doing nothing. The weather is nice these days. I was sitting in the side room with a teapot and humming a tune. I happened to hear two government servants come in and report: "Dutou, there are two old ladies from Fengshan outside looking for you!"
Li Chengfu spat out a mouthful of tea. He didn't even know when he had two good friends in Fengshan. The two servants looked at Li Chengfu lustfully and said, "Li Dutou, the taste has become heavier."
Zheng Fucheng rewarded each of them with a finger chestnut and told you to talk nonsense. Generally, people from Fengshan would only come to him for one reason. .
As expected, the two women cried when they came in. After being beaten hard by Li Chengfu, the two women timidly told the story about Liangchuan being attacked by a big insect. They were not present at all at the time, but the story was so exciting that even this dignified lady Xinghua's head was shaken.
Li Chengfu was scolding in his heart, you are a bitch, you go everywhere to cause trouble, even dare to mess with the big insects in the mountains, now you are so serious that you will lose your own life, poor me, I still have to risk being swallowed by the big insects. I will take the risk to collect the body for you, you motherfucker. .
