I Am A Snake, Teaching A Bunch Of Ghosts Is Very Reasonable

In the fall of the year when Fei was six years old, the town school took a long break because of the dedication festival.

Tsing Yi leads the big yellow dog to fish on the banks of the Taiping River every day.

hook is a curved hook, but there is no bait on it.

so from beginning to end, Tsing Yi did not catch a single fish.

nine is the pole of the number.

dedication festival is a total of nine days.

kowtow to the sacred tree every day for nine hours in a row, in order to ask the gods to grant the nine blessings and well-being.

On the first day of the festival, the town is empty, and the Shenmu Forest is so quiet that it is almost a little eerie on weekdays.

except for the ‘ghosts’, every sacred tree is crowded with people, like a sea of flies drowning corpses.

Half of the families come out early in the morning and then at noon, most of them are businessmen from well-to-do families in small towns.

after all, nine copper plates a day, eighty-one in nine days, for these merchants, it is a hair on the body of nine oxen.

poor people have no money, so naturally they can only kowtow honestly.

On the first day, the town’s 450,000 inhabitants, a total of 679 people, spent nine hours, including Xiaobudian

Tsing Yi one by one, count clearly.

Six hundred and seventy-nine people, from early morning to noon, then to sunset, to mid-moon.

until the second half of the night.

More than 600 people took advantage of the moonlight, supported each other, limped out of the Shenmu Forest, and walked across the covered bridge.

“Fuck, nine hours!” I couldn’t get out of bed for at least half a month. ”

“Alas, day after day, year after year, so busy that I can’t even get nine copper plates.”

“My knee is numb and painful, I feel like I was being bitten by ten thousand ants, and Ming’er won’t come to death.”

“My wife passed away last year, I buried her doll, I have enough food and clothing, it should be enough.”

“Be a man, don’t be too greedy, one life is one.” Even if the dead father Tuo Meng knelt in front of me and kowtowed, Ming’er would not continue. ”

On the second day of the festival of dedication, only seventy-nine people remained who continued to enter the sacred wood forest to kowtow.

a total of thirty-one people in nine hours.

On the third day of the festival of dedication, six more people continued to kowtow.

on the fourth day, there is only one person left.

fifth day, one person.

sixth day, one person.

The night is dark and the stars and moon are dim.

On the seventh day, at about three o’clock in the ugliness, Tsing Yi stood at the gate of the fenced courtyard, quietly looking at the small man who supported his thin body with his elbows, climbed out of the Shenmu Forest little by little, and climbed over the covered bridge.

“The bell and drum of the sixth dynasty, it should be enough~”

Tsing Yi said to himself.

On the seventh day of the festival of dedication, the sky has just dawned.

Xiao Budian, who had slept for more than two hours, walked out of the town tremblingly, walked across the covered bridge, and walked into the Shenmu Forest.

“VI… Isn’t it enough?! ”

“Don’t want those legs?!”

Rao is a land immortal, who has witnessed the rise and fall of dynasties, and has seen too many births, old age, illness and death, sorrow and joy, and he can’t help but be slightly moved.

……

noon.

Qing Yi led the big yellow dog to the town.

“Sir is here, please sit down.”

a little girl in an emerald green skirt, quickly wiped the clean tabletop, wiped the wooden stool, and poured a cup of tea for Tsing Yi.

“The old rule, salty, put more green onions, not coriander.”

“Okay.”

tender white tofu is crushed with wooden chopsticks, sprinkled with fine salt, drizzled with sesame oil, and garnished with chopped green onion.

Tsing Yi takes small bites and eats elegantly.

tofu stall business is quite hot, and it is a meal, so there are many customers.

“I heard that the Zhao family gambling house specially opened a bet for the Chen family kid in Wuyi Lane, did you bet money?”

“What money to bet?” Which kid? ”

“The new bet of the Zhao family gambling house, bet on the kid named Chen Mengfei in Wuyi Alley, whether he can kneel for nine days.”

“I have seen that little ghost, as thin as a bamboo pole, and has been kneeling for six days, and today is the seventh day.”

“Seventh day?!” My God, go crazy~

” “I went to the gambling house just now, and the odds of the Chen family’s new bet are simply crazy.”

“bet on one copper plate, as long as the Chen family boy can kneel for nine days, he will get thirty-seven copper plates.”

“This is only the seventh day, and tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the odds will skyrocket.”

“I think you guys are crazy, if that kid doesn’t kneel for nine days, you can’t die?”

“The most important point, do you think the Zhao family will let the Chen family kid kneel for nine days?”

“What you said, just bet one or two less pictures.”

“Let’s trust Mr. Zhao, after all, businessmen care most about integrity.”

“I heard that many people borrowed lambs and staked all their wealth, I am really afraid that the kid will not kneel for nine days, and the gamblers who lose the red eye will eat it one by one.”

On the seventh day of the festival of dedication, Xiao Bu Dian kneels for nine hours.

people who can kneel for nine days cheer.

the eighth day of the festival of dedication, Xiao Budian as always.

After nightfall, Tsing Yi hung a wooden sword from his waist and walked out of the fenced courtyard.

glanced deeply at the dark Shenmu Forest, Tsing Yi walked across the covered bridge and walked towards the town.

he wants to reason with Old Master Zhao in Wolong Lane.

……

moon is like frost and snow.

Tsing Yi, who was walking on the bluestone long street, suddenly looked stunned.

In the dark alley, accompanied by the sound of crackling, a demon crawled out.

No.

not a ghost.

just a woman who looks like a demon.

woman broke two legs and, like her son, supported her body with her elbows, little by little, crawled with difficulty.

Tsing Yi saw that the woman was still carrying a saw behind her.

woman apparently did not expect that there were still pedestrians on the streets at night.

Zhen lowered his head lightly, and said ‘sorry’ softly to Tsing Yi.

woman slowly climbed in the direction of Wolong Lane.

three lacquered pupils of Tsing Yi shine.

like seeing a phoenix with a broken bone.

woman with thin shoulders, carrying all the aura of Qingping Town for nearly three hundred years.

Tsing Yi hides his figure and follows closely.

……

town of Wolong Lane, the Zhao family mansion is brightly lit at night.

“Sir, crazy, that group of gamblers are crazy, almost smashing pots and selling iron, all bet on the Chen family kid can kneel for nine days.”

“It’s the eighth day, and that little ghost really doesn’t care about his two legs.”

“Sir, tomorrow is the last day, really let the little ghosts kneel, we will lose blood.”

Zhaofu butler said worriedly.

“calm~” IDX=”89″> Old Master Zhao, who was dressed in brocade clothes, tasted fragrant tea and said indifferently: “Do you think I will let that group of crazy fools get their wish?” ”

butler asked: “Master means…”

“91”> a sinister smile appeared at the corner of Old Master Zhao’s mouth, “Shenmu Forest is outside the town.” ”

“The whole forest is only that little ghost.”

“It’s normal to be eaten dry and wiped clean by jackals, tigers and leopards.”

“A bunch of skinny bones, how can you kowtow?”

“Knock less than nine days, aren’t we the ultimate winner~”

“96”> butler extended his thumb, “Sir, high!” ”

a subordinate suddenly entered the main hall and bowed to Old Master Zhao: “Sir, there is a woman outside asking for a meeting, saying that it is Chen Mengfei’s mother-in-law. ”

“Chen Mengfei? Chen family boy! ”

Zhao Huairen’s eyes flickered for a while, and said, “Please come in.” ”

……

after half a blaze of incense kung fu.

looking at the Chen family woman with yellow skin wrapped in thin bones and only upper body, Zhao Huairen and Zhao Butler looked at each other, both stunned.

How did this woman raise her son?!

“Old Master Zhao, concubine Nanjinping, Wuyi Lane Chen family Chen Nan clan.”

woman has a soft voice and bright eyes.

Old Master Zhao, who had always looked at the pariah with his nostrils, arched his hand at the woman, “I don’t know what is the matter of Chen Nanshi’s late night visit?” ”

woman whispered, “The concubine body wants Old Master Zhao to dispel it.” ”

“My son’s note.”

Old Master Zhao smiled lightly, “Chen Nanshi, do you know how hot your son is these days?” ”

“To put it mildly, it almost touches the hearts of most of the residents of the town.”

“Too many people staked almost everything, everything, for your son.”

“There is only one last day left on the festival of dedication, and you make me pay attention.”

“Those angry gamblers will devour me alive.”

woman smiled toothlessly and said, “I heard that Old Master Zhao likes to gamble, why not have a fight with a concubine?” ”

“Oh?!”

Old Master Zhao suddenly became interested, “How to gamble?” ”

woman rolled up her trouser legs, revealing half-amputated thighs that were not yet the thickness of an adult’s forearm.

“Please ask Mr. Zhao to see, how long can this left leg of the concubine be?”

“Just guess.”

Old Master Zhao stared carefully.

adult female, with thighs about 15 inches long.

the woman’s thigh is truncated in the center, and there are more than 7 inches left.

“between 5 inches and 10 inches.”

Zhao Huairen replied confidently.

“Master Zhao, you guessed wrong~”

“> woman smiled and said, “The correct answer is less than half an inch.” < p idx="127"> the woman untied the saw on her back.

in front of Mr. Zhao and the butler of Zhao’s mansion, place the serrations at the base of the left leg.

instant.

flesh is torn and blood is red.

clicking sound poured into the ear hole like crazy.

Old Master Zhao and the butler, two pairs of eyes and four pupils, suddenly shrunk to the size of a needle tip.

Zhao Huairen has seen too many cruel and tyrannical murderers.

like a woman, don’t say it, don’t even hear of it.

the clicking sawbone sound was creepy to listen to Zhao Huairen.

woman’s eyes, bright and calm.

face is not distorted in the slightest.

just frowning slightly.

“Enough!”

Zhao Huairen waved his hand, “You go, I will eliminate ~

” the woman put away the saw stained with blood, minced meat, and bone chips, lowered her head lightly, and said softly: “Thank you~”

looking at the thin back of the woman who was gradually moving away.

butler trembles double-stranded, trembling like a sieve.

Old Master Zhao stretched out his hands, and his palms were moist.

“ruthless~”

“really ruthless

!”

……

Ps: Around half-past eleven in the next chapter.

thanks to several Taoist friends for their large tips.

because of the need to go to work, so it was written in a hurry.

and other Saturdays and Sundays for gift-giving friends.

the rest of the questions are said in the next chapter.

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