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Chapter Nineteen: Huangpizi's Revenge

Mingyue of the Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/   The latest work of the great master Xiangnan Xiaoxiaosheng! One summer, he and the villagers went down the centipede to the river on the mountain to fry fish as usual at dusk.

When passing by the large peach forest, a weasel suddenly jumped out of the quiet forest and fled to the river. Judging from its size, it seemed quite big, especially its brown tail, which was long and old. I think it was a while ago.

Lao Jintou was also a good player when he was young, especially his skills in flying stones, which were quite accurate.

Seeing the weasel jumping out of the woods, the big guy was startled. He immediately picked up a persimmon-sized bluestone from the ground in anger and threw it at the back of the big wensax.

In the flash, it barely hit the weasel's back, making it scream with a "high" scream and roll into the grass beside it.

Everyone could not help but cheer up when they saw Lao Jin's head hit. Someone with a quick-witted and quick-witted man hurriedly walked to the grass and opened the grass to look for the weasel. Unfortunately, the grass was a bit messy, but there was no trace.

Everyone searched everywhere patiently, but there was still no gain. There was no trace of weasels in the huge peach woods. After searching for them all, everyone could only curse and fish by the river.

In the late 1990s, in the western Hunan region, many farmers had a lot of torpedoes at home, which were specially used for fish frying.

The ecological environment at that time was very different from now. There were fish, shrimps, turtles and frogs everywhere in the river. At night, you could catch several kilograms of wild frogs alive.

Anyone throwing a torpedo in the river can blow out several big and plump grass carp.

Now, due to the destruction of the chemical industry and air pollution, the ecology has experienced great problems, not only reflected in the air in cities, but also in many rural environments.

The scene of green and cute everywhere no longer exists. In the harvest year, you can no longer smell the fragrance of rice flowers, and you can no longer hear the sound of frogs on summer nights. In the seven or eight stars, you can see the bamboo huts next to the stream bridge, but steel forests.

Fortunately, my hometown still maintains a good folk customs and a relatively good living environment, and stilt houses can be seen everywhere, which indirectly preserves a pure land in my heart.

When Lao Jintou and his group arrived by the river, the sunset was about to set in the west, and only half of the sun was still stubbornly staying in the sky, emitting one of the few rays of light shining on the earth.

The guy found a relatively calm river surface, then pulled a handful of corn on the river surface. Soon, a group of fish that came out to feed in the evening quickly gathered over and scrambled to swallow corn. The scene was so cheerful. Of course, they might not know that, but they were cunning humans and ruthless torpedoes waiting for them.

One of the young men saw that the fish had slowly gathered, and quickly ignited the torpedoes skillfully and threw them out quickly. The torpedo drew a beautiful and elegant arc on the river surface, and then fell to the place where the fish in the river were the most common.

With a loud "boom", the torpedo exploded at the moment of entering the water, blowing the fish that came to forage up the sky. After a wave of water rolled, seven or eight fat grass carp suddenly floated on the water surface, and several grass carp that had not been killed also floated on the water surface and quickly revolved, probably because they were making the final struggle.

When everyone saw the first shot, they received the goods like this. They took off their clothes, jumped into the water with bare shirtless and laughed happily, and caught the fat grass carp one by one.

After a while, after the water surface was calm, Lao Jintou also removed a handful of corn on the water surface, and then stood calmly on the river bank, waiting for the fish to gather again.

The sky gradually darkened, and this silent and quiet atmosphere seemed to have stopped.

Fortunately, in the blink of an eye, the fish gathered on the water again, fighting for food.

Seeing that the time was right, Lao Jintou skillfully took out a torpedo, lit the fire seriously, and prepared to throw it into the water.

However, just as the torpedo was lit by Lao Jintou, a sharp and rapid scream suddenly came from the grass behind him, hitting Lao Jintou's heart.

The old man was so scared that he couldn't help but turn around and look around. He suddenly found that the weasel that he had just injured was squatting in the grass behind him, looking at him with a resentful look.

Seeing this, Lao Jintou suddenly felt a trace of fear in his heart.

But at the same time, the torpedo he had just lit had its lead burned. Before Lao Jintou turned around, the torpedo suddenly exploded in his hand. The powerful firepower directly shattered Lao Jintou's left hand palm, leaving no residue behind.

The young man who came to fish with him was stunned by the scene in front of him. It was not until Lao Jin rolled on the ground in pain that the big guy woke up from the shock and hurriedly lifted him up and ran towards the herbal doctor's house in the village.

In the quiet dusk, a huge weasel stood firmly at the place where the old golden head was injured just now. The afterglow of the sunset imprinted its shadow as long as it was. In the quiet air, if it weren't for the smell of blood just now, no one would have thought that there was a tragic explosion here just now.

Because the treatment was quite timely, and the Miao doctor at that time did have a few tricks. In short, Lao Jintou's life was saved, but the palm of his left hand could never be restored. Since then, he has become disabled.

He was probably only twenty-five or twenty-six years old that year.

Due to his disability, he did not marry his wife again. Because he was good at catching snakes, he could earn some money by catching snakes. Therefore, although he had been lonely in the past ten years, he was still quite happy.

However, as he grew older, his temperament became more and more strange and even a little disgusting.

In recent years, I have basically stopped interacting with the villagers. I just live alone at the foot of Longtou Mountain and live alone, and I don’t know what to do all day long.

So in the hearts of the younger generation, he is very mysterious, which is why I am particularly looking forward to going to his house to explore tonight.

One Yang, One Yang, come out and catch fireflies with us. Will you go? The monkey's voice sounded outside the yard.

I pretended to look at my grandfather with innocent eyes, then looked at my grandmother, and then said weakly, "I want to catch fireflies with monkeys and the others, can I?

Are you full? When you are full, go play with monkeys and the others. But you can't come back too late and don't run around. Do you know? Grandpa casually told me that it might be because what happened in the village has a headache recently, so he has not had much leisure to control me recently.

OK, I just went to catch fireflies and I will be back soon. I answered Grandpa with a calm expression, but in fact I was already happy.

Remember not to go to places that are too dark, be careful of snakes beside the grass, and don’t get close to places that are too high, do you know? Grandma is more careful.

I got it, grandma, you are so long-winded, I left. After that, I ran out to the yard happily.

Yiyang, it was coming out so soon, I thought your grandfather was going to interrogate you again. Monkey and Tianhong stood under the tree outside the yard and asked me sarcastically.

I interrogated you, I am not a prisoner. I choked the monkey and then said to myself, "But grandpa seems to be very busy recently, and he doesn't even care about me. I don't know what he is busy with...

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