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Standing on the high chair, I could not get enough of it for a long time.

The thin piece in his hand was like metal, cold and hard, shining with a faint luster.

However, this light is cyan.

"This is scale"

In my backpack, there is an identical snake scale, a gift from Grandma Mu Bai from the cursed Yueyuan Village.

At the time, I didn’t know why she put the snake scales in my bag.

By now, I'm even more confused.

I jumped off the chair and hurriedly took out another snake scale from my backpack for comparison.

Although the outlines of the two scales are not exactly the same, the same cyan luster and the same aura clearly indicate that they come from the same creature.

Suddenly, many questions came to my mind.

Why do the Tang family and Grandma Mu Bai have the same snake scales?

What is the mystery behind these cyan scales?

My mind is in turmoil.

I subconsciously turned around and looked at the two photos.

The two old men remained expressionless.

However, the incense in the incense burner was extinguished before it burned out.

They couldn't give me an answer.

I was stunned for a while, quickly put away my scales, bowed to the deceased photo, then restored the table and chairs, and left the Tang Family Villa.

Grandma Mu Bai gave me the snake scales.

Tang Huiru also asked me to come to another courtyard to collect snake scales.

I can't imagine any connection, but I'm sure it's not just a coincidence.

The Han family is looking for snake scales.

And I have had one for a long time. Strictly speaking, I have become their enemy without knowing it.

Therefore, there is no need to take another piece.

What I have to do now is not let the Han family know that I have been to the Tang Family Courtyard.

Return to Balong Village quickly.

The village is still very lively, and twenty tables have been set up in the open space in the center of the village.

The children were having fun, the adults were busy here and there, and the elderly people who were unable to help sat on the side drinking tea and chatting.

The aroma of food came from the kitchen where the banquet was being prepared.

Just looking at this scene makes me happy.

But when I recall the words of the pig butcher, this harmonious picture changes.

I scanned around and didn't find the pig butcher in the crowd.

"Isn't this the young man who celebrated Grandma Long's birthday today? Come and sit down, you're welcome."

"That's right, the weather is hot, let's sit and drink tea, and have a birthday banquet together later to get lucky!"

"Country people don't have much etiquette and etiquette, so don't be polite."

Old hands stretched out towards me, and the old people with friendly and kind smiles greeted me to come over and rest.

This is really too enthusiastic for a stranger.

I don’t know if it’s a psychological reason, but I always feel like there’s something terrible hidden under their smiles.

After thinking about it, I went over.

Because of the Pig Butcher, I want to know more about him.

"How old are you, young man? Are you married?"

"I'm over twenty, but I still haven't found anyone yet."

I chatted with them all the time, and they were very concerned about my life-long events.

"This can't be done. For a young man like you in our village, the children are all running around. You have to hurry up."

"I didn't find the right one." I said perfunctorily, thinking in my mind how to bring the topic to the pig butcher.

"You city people just think too much. If you ask me, that's all there is to life. It doesn't matter whether you are good-looking or not. The most important thing is that you are a virtuous, down-to-earth person who can manage your family."

"You can't say that. You can't be vague about starting a family. It's a lifelong matter. Whoever you meet is destined to be fate."

"You know, then you should tell this young man's fortune to see when his marriage will come."

"Forget it, young man, tell me your birthday and your birth date, and I will tell you your fortune and convince them old guys!"

My brows twitched slightly.

Several people sang in harmony, and the fox's tail was finally exposed.

"Thank you very much, uncle. My birthday is..." I gave a fake birth date.

Several old men looked happy, but it was not obvious.

The old man who wanted to tell my fortune shook his head, pinched his fingers and muttered, "What a good sign!"

"Young man, your marriage line has already emerged, but it's just not there yet, so it's easy to miss it."

"Oh, what should I do?" I pretended to be worried on my face, but actually I was smiling secretly in my heart.

I have long been used to Wang Laizi deceiving others, but their three-legged cat skills are not enough.

"Either you are lucky! It just happened to happen to be the 100th birthday party of our Granny Long. The blessing of the birthday is this fire! As long as you stay for the birthday banquet, I guarantee that your marriage will be stable and you will become a happy family."

The old man patted the table and said, and other old people followed suit.

"That's great, I'm really lucky!" I said with a smile on my face.

After chatting for a while, they exchanged glances. One of the old men said he needed to go to the toilet and left in a hurry.

I pretended not to know anything and talked to them about common things, and finally brought the topic to the pig butcher.

"I heard that pig slaughtering in rural areas is very particular. The pig butcher in your village is very skilled. He has been doing this for a long time, right?"

"It must have been more than ten or twenty years. His father-in-law passed down the skill to him. He learned it very quickly. He killed a pig as fast and well as he had done it for the first time, as if he had held a knife before."

The old fortune teller knocked the ashes from his cigarette. In order to stabilize me, they were willing to say a few more words to me.

"I heard from Aunt Gui that both his father-in-law and his wife died of strange illnesses. Didn't he remarry after all these years?" I asked again.

"He didn't mention it himself, but no one dared to marry his daughter to him. When he first came to the village, Long Po said that he was a lone star of evil, destined to kill all his relatives."

"But his father-in-law didn't believe it. He said he encountered a thief who robbed money on the road. If this young man hadn't helped, he would have died long ago."

"In order to repay his kindness, I married my daughter to him and passed on my pig-killing skills to him. In the end, he killed me."

Several old people shook their heads.

"Actually, he is quite pitiful. Who is willing to kill his own relatives?" I said with some sympathy, "What did he do before? It must be extraordinary to be able to fight off money thieves, right?"

"I don't know about that, he didn't say anything. But it looks like he has some kung fu, and his body is very strong and strong. He has never been sick since he came to the village for so many years."

Who is this guy who knows kung fu and kills pigs with a knife?

"I've always heard you call him the pig butcher, but never his name. What's going on?"

"When you ask, I realize that we really don't know his name."

The old man smoked a dry cigarette and thought carefully.

"I used to hear his father-in-law call him Zhang Heming. When his father-in-law died, we called him Pig Butcher. Over time, everyone got used to it."