I swear, this is the friendliest look in my memory that people in the village have ever had. After all, it was Lang Hongyi and I who found the eight lost people.
Most of the people in the village gathered near the village chief's house, and the nurse and barefoot doctor from the health center who specialized in javelin from the sports school were also there. Not far from here was the somewhat old and dilapidated old stage in the village.
The monkey fool was lying on the stage without being too dirty, laughing and giggling towards the place where people gathered. Standing in the shadow was actually a coffin boy in a black cloak.
Even Uncle Wu came to the stretcher in an unexpected way.
Everyone gathered around the people who had been missing for two days and whispered, but they were timid and did not dare to step forward. After all, those people still had a layer of dead paper clothes on their feet that were strangely stuck on, and their faces were so smeared.
It's hard to tell, it's very eye-catching to see.
From my position, I can clearly see that the gatehouse of the village chief's house is now completely dark, as if there was a fire here last night.
"What's up, Sanman, you two are bravely injured? Can you still move?"
I rolled my eyes and looked at Uncle Wu who was coming over. He was sitting in an electric wheelchair that didn't fit him at all. His fingers were manipulating the direction control lever on the armrest. There was no worry about us at all on his face.
, but rather like a naughty boy who got his beloved toy.
It made me want to get up hard and give Lang Hongyi a kick on the stretcher next to me.
"Did you do this?"
I asked, and Lang Hongyi replied from the side, "It's not bad, but it's a pity that the two of us were neglected."
With a happy look on his face, Uncle Wu turned the high-end wheelchair again and moved it into the one-meter-wide gap between our two stretchers. "Master Lang, this thing is really good. I want to thank you. It's really thoughtful."
"Uncle Wu, you're welcome, just use it smoothly!"
While they were still chatting here, the village chief, the barefoot doctor, and the family members of the missing people gathered around.
The village chief began to ask questions on behalf of everyone, "Lao Wu, the doctor can't see what's wrong with those people. Is this person alive or dead? Please think of a solution quickly!"
Uncle Wu raised his head and looked at the villagers who were so anxious that their faces were covered with sweat. He smiled lowly and said, "It's hopeless now. You have to look for me urgently to find a solution. Sanman and Master Lang rescued the people. If any of you said thank you, there is still hope."
Who has the eyes to ask the doctor to come over and check on their condition? Ah!"
This is a naked accusation, and I don’t blame Uncle Wu for being angry. After we entered the village, the stretcher was thrown on the ground, and no one took care of it. Although I was arguing with Uncle Wu just now, I also had some complaints in my heart. These people at least
Take us back to my house.
This abandoned corpse was not left in the middle of the road!
The village chiefs who asked what Uncle Wu said were all ashamed. Knowing that they were negligent, they asked Uncle Wu to take action and called the barefoot doctor to check Lang Hongyi and me.
Uncle Wu was now like a lone general. He stopped the movements of those people with a wave of his hand, "In this moment, send the people home first. You can send all the injured to the health center. I will be free later."
Say it again!”
This is not that Uncle Wu is trying to get Joe, but that these people must know the decisive role played by the makeup artist in these strange events. Otherwise, when those evil spirits come up with something in the future, our good-intentioned help will still be questioned.
I understand that in fact, what Uncle Wu did today was mostly to help me and change the villagers' view of me.
Uncle Wu led the way, followed by the village chief and the barefoot doctor. In the middle were several villagers carrying the stretchers for me and Lang Hongyi. No one else asked to follow, but Monkey Fool and Coffin Boy were walking far away.
Heading in the direction of my home.
Finally, I returned to my own kang. It was much safer and more comfortable than the makeshift stretcher with two poles and a gauze tent.
Lang Hongyi was taken to the room next door. The barefoot doctor checked our body and finally determined that it was all flesh injuries and muscle strains. He would be able to get off the ground after a few days of rest, and Uncle Wu felt at ease.
He and the village chief were sitting on chairs in the pawn room, and the bedroom doors on both sides were open, so both sides could hear them clearly.
"It's better to be young. These muscles, bones, skin and flesh have been tortured better than an old man like me. How about it? I heard that you two overturned that evil girl's temple last night?"
While Uncle Wu was talking, the sound of a lighter sounded, and after several blasts, I smelled the fragrance and the smell of cigarette smoke. I knew that Uncle Wu was probably offering incense to my grandfather, so I smoked it along with him.
Looking up at the ceiling, I took a long breath before replying, "The things that should be destroyed will be destroyed, and the things that should be sent away will be sent away. Whether the temple still exists or not will be the same."
"That's great. You're a formidable young man. Let me tell you, Uncle Wu, what kind of things are there in that place?"
Obviously Uncle Wu knew about the evil nature of the Girl's Temple, but he had never been there, otherwise he wouldn't have asked me this question.
With my personal safety guaranteed, I felt so comfortable that I wanted to just lie down and not get up. I closed my eyes by mistake and rambled on about what happened yesterday.
When Uncle Wu heard that I used a two-and-a-half-dollar iron cross to trigger thunder and hit the ghost-married girl, he laughed so hard that he couldn't breathe. He kept saying "Ouch". It was probably because he was laughing so arrogantly that he broke his body due to the shock.
The place.
But the laughter still did not subside, "Okay... I didn't expect that the girls of the Ye family are also women. Old man Zhou, you heard it. Those eight young people came back alive, but it was all thanks to San Man and the two of them. What's more,
Forget about that hapless son of yours, you have to remember this affection for me!"
When I heard Uncle Wu yelling at the village chief, I thought of the tragic scene I had just seen at the village chief's gate, and asked curiously, "Did something happen in the village yesterday? That gate..."
"Hey, speaking of this, it wasn't your mahogany brand that saved their family. Otherwise, as the village chief, you could still sit here and talk to us. You would have gone to the health center to fight for beds with those eight people early in the morning.
Got it!"
My Taomu Anjia card, it seems that Uncle Wu discovered his little trick.
"Last night, when the moon was in the sky, a strange wind came from outside the village. It must be the gang of brats from the advance team who were preparing to welcome the bride. They rushed to the door of the groom's house and were suppressed by your mahogany sign."
Uncle Wu obviously still felt like he wanted to go on at length, but a cold and flat voice gave a concise and concise conclusion, "The ghosts gathered in the dark fire, and the Taomu settled in the house."
Uncle Wu actually smiled, "Yes, that's the thing. You saw it just now. The green will-o'-the-wisp burned all night, but the door of the village chief's house didn't collapse. This is the power of Taomu Anjia's brand. You little girl want to
It’s quite thoughtful.”
I understood. It turned out that there was a person with a relatively low presence outside, and the coffin boy was also here, but he never made a sound.
"I really have to thank you all. My family and I can be fine thanks to these gentlemen." The village chief spoke very politely, probably because he was still worried about what happened last night.
But there is another thing he is more worried about, "Lao Wu, brother, I still ask you for the following things. My Zhou Xi and the eight young students in the health center can only inhale but not exhale, and they can't scream."
Wake up, what should I do?"
I didn't see the exact appearance of the eight people who were made into paper figures. Only after hearing this did I know that there were more than eight people, and that Zhou Xi also looked like that.
Regarding this matter, Uncle Wu didn't mention a word, but actually stretched out his hand and said, "Taomu Anjia Pai, sincere benefit of one hundred and twenty-five dollars!"
This means to settle the bill first. Uncle Wu is indeed my Uncle Wu, so awesome!