Last night, I was very light when I went out, and there was no noise when I came back. Zhang Wei snored in the next room, so I quickly went back to my house and forced myself to sleep.

I have never stopped doing this in life these days, and I obviously feel so sleepy.

Even so, Zhang Wei and I followed the sunshine to Uncle Wu's house the next morning. The rooster crowed and the wild soul returned. Uncle Wu should have been back at this time.

The yard was very quiet. We searched everywhere and finally found Uncle Wu in the room on the east side. At this time, his face was pale. His baby's big makeup box was thrown to the ground. He fell on the pile of quilts beside the kang and was just upside down!

I didn't take off my clothes or shoes, which scared Zhang Wei and I quickly stepped forward, holding Uncle Wu's upper body, and I reached out to test Uncle Wu's breath, because now Uncle Wu's face was as yellow as the paper money burned for the dead, and his lips were even white and bloody.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Wei was so anxious that he almost cried. He shook Uncle Wu's body with a nasal tone. As soon as I reached out, I asked Uncle Wu to slap him aside, "Howling, I'm not dead yet."

When he made a sound, we both breathed a sigh of relief, but Uncle Wu's current condition was obviously not right. He usually yelled so hard that he could make his eardrums, but today he was like a cat's meow, with a gentle and gentle expression.

"Uncle Wu, are you injured? What happened to you last night?"

I immediately thought of our division of labor last night. Obviously something happened to Uncle Wu, otherwise Uncle Wu's face would not be like this now.

Uncle Wu didn't say anything, and reached out and pulled out ten dollars in his pocket and handed it to Zhang Wei, "I'm so tired that my uncle, I'm going to buy ten dollars in purse. I'll have a delicious bite to save my life!"

Zhang Wei stood behind Uncle Wu. He didn't notice anything and smiled. He ran away after taking the money. He really thought that the world was peaceful.

But when I was facing Uncle Wu, I saw that his movements were a little stiff when he moved his arms. During this period, he shrank in pain, and the muscles on his entire face were thrusting.

Zhang Wei left, and we were left in the room. I asked without hesitation, "Uncle Wu, what did you encounter yesterday? Did you hurt somewhere?"

Uncle Wu stopped hiding, leaned against the quilt behind him, let out a long breath, and moaned, "His grandma's love is so painful. It seems that your Uncle Wu is really old!"

At this time, the village’s bun shop has just opened. It will take at least twenty minutes for Zhang Wei to come back. He has to wait for the buns to be made and then steam them. We still have some time to talk.

Uncle Wu looked at me steadily, "Sanman, have you dealt with Ye Xu?"

"Well, I used a copper plate to dip the blood of a chicken to help him change his substitute, and the paper boat sent the soul to the Wude Death City."

Uncle Wu reluctantly showed an encouraging smile and praised, "No, it's really good. Your Uncle Wu may not do better than you in doing this. I will probably beat Ye Xu, that bastard, to the point where he left half of his life. He threw it on the paper boat. I feel like you are going to be a big success!"

I was a little embarrassed to be praised, and I scratched my scalp awkwardly, "I'm still far from Dacheng, but I'm so impressed."

Uncle Wu sighed and continued, "Sanman, our village must have something big to do. You have seen Uncle Wu like this now. Yesterday I was trying my best to trap those guys, but it won't be long. Recently, our village will not be too quiet because of those guys. You have to be prepared. Uncle Wu can help you now. It's not too much, and I'm struggling to move now."

Uncle Wu's hand covered his chest, his face pale, as if it was a little more serious than before. I didn't dare to delay, so I helped Uncle Wu take off his shoes and gently moved his body, so that he could lie on the kang more comfortably. He pulled the quilt to cover him before sitting anxiously on the kang.

"Uncle Wu, what's going on? I didn't see this little Taohong when I met you? How could you hurt you? Why don't I call a taxi and go to the hospital!"

Uncle Wu always looked calm and did not take anything seriously. I remember when I had to hide from the danger of death in the house, he could climb up to the nearly three-meter-high courtyard wall of my house in just a few steps. Now I feel like I have no backbone when I call me like this.

"It's useless to go to the hospital. One is that the yin energy enters the body, and the other is that a few ribs have been broken. When the hospital comes, the doctor can only ask people to keep them on the kang. It's better to be at home."

Because of the movement just now, Uncle Wu was obviously in great pain. After a while, he opened his eyes and said weakly, "Sanman, Uncle Wu has a big event to entrust to you now. You must listen to what I will say next."

I knew that what Uncle Wu said later should be about something related to Xiao Taohong last night, so I immediately sat down and listened.

Unexpectedly, Uncle Wu still had the intention to joke and said regretfully, "We, the man and I, don't think of leaving the village recently. There are still many big jobs waiting for us outside. It seems that we have no chance to get this foreign money!"

I felt sorry for the money I had not made, so Uncle Wu turned back to the topic, "You may not be fierce when you meet this little Taohong, but we can't stand it. In addition, you still encounter it during the day, so it's probably because you are here to step on the plate."

"You Uncle Wu asked about this matter very well. There are not many elderly people in the village, and no one mentioned this matter."

"It's almost a hundred years..."

When I heard Uncle Wu say this, I knew there was something hidden in the matter, so I listened quietly.

At that time, it was not as good as it is now. Our village was a place with a better life in the village, and there was also a rich man. This year, the rich man's son got married, and the whole village was busy helping the rich man's family celebrate.

The rich man was also happy and spent a lot of money to invite a play troupe from a faraway place to liven up. That night, almost all the young and old village watched the show at the old stage not far from the rich man's house in the village.

Everyone rarely listens to operas, so it’s so fun.

The opera troupe finished work and left with the ocean of appreciation. However, the village that had just left during the day was almost at night, and it was almost time for the night to return.

The rich man was also surprised at that time and was about to ask what happened.

I saw a fire dragon made of torches winding from Fengyang Mountain in the distance, with bursts of shouts and laughter.

It was a group of bandits entrenched in Fengyang Mountain who were killing people without blinking. They actually came over.
Chapter completed!