There lived a well-known rich man in the town, his name was He Shicheng, and he was known as He Dashanren.
He has a wealth of wealth and thousands of acres of farmland. He has done many good things by building bridges and repairing roads. The most famous thing is that this man loves to adopt orphans who have been abandoned without fathers and mothers, and treats them as his own.
On this day, the sunset hung lazily in the sky, and the golden sunshine filled the earth.
Squatting on a tree outside the courtyard of Widow Wang's house in the eastern suburbs of the city was a kind-hearted young man.
Although his facial features are not very delicate and handsome, there is always an irresistible soft light between his eyebrows and eyes.
The golden sunshine shone on the side of his face, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and he looked amiable, but he held a small toothpick in his mouth, making tut-tut sounds from time to time.
Night gradually came, and the surrounding colors began to become darker and darker.
The rough wooden door in the courtyard was pushed open with a creak, and an elegant young woman came out with a swaying slender waist.
"Widow Wang's appearance is really getting more and more enchanting, tsk tsk."
The young man made a loud noise, and the kind and soft light on his face became even more powerful.
The young woman known as Widow Wang closed the door and locked it, and then moved a large wooden basin out of the house. There were some gaps on the edge of the wooden basin. There were also two rows of cheap vegetables piled up against the west wall. It looked like her life was not that affluent.
When the night got darker, the young woman finally slowly took off her clothes and stepped into the wooden basin to take a bath.
The young man's eyes were more friendly than before, as if he was contemplating the most outstanding work of art in the world.
The young woman scooped up a ladle of water with a wooden ladle and poured it down from top to bottom, making a gurgling sound.
"Oh, this body and this face are so beautiful that it's dazzling."
The young man was slightly startled. When he turned around to take a look, he didn't know when a gray-haired old man was sitting on the tree branch behind him.
"Old man, do you understand women?" the young man asked.
"I don't understand, I just want to see." The old man took out a wine gourd from his pocket, unscrewed the stopper and poured two sips of rice wine into his mouth.
"Can you give me a few sips? Beautiful people and good wine, that would be pleasant enough."
The old man was not stingy either. He threw the gourd to the young man and asked the same question: "You also know how to drink?"
"I don't understand, I like to drink." The young man followed the old man's example and took two sips. He wiped his mouth and said, "The taste of your wine is really strange.
It’s more fragrant than my father’s cellar. I can’t tell that you, the old man, are quite wealthy.”
The old man chuckled and didn't answer.
At this time, the young woman had already stood up from the barrel and began to scrub her legs.
"Straight! White and straight!!" The young man smiled faintly. I am afraid that this young man is the only person in the world who can peek at others taking a bath and still look upright and awe-inspiring.
"Little guy, how old are you? Do you have any dreams?" the old man asked seriously. His saliva had already soaked his front.
The young man looked back at the old man, and then he noticed that the old man's clothes were in tatters and full of oil stains. He looked like a beggar.
But where did the beggar get such fine wine?
"I'm fourteen. My biggest dream is to ask Widow Wang to be my wife when I grow up. I'll give you this wine, but I won't drink it anymore."
The young man was a little angry and threw the wine gourd to the old man.
"Then why?"
"I don't drink stolen wine." The young man curled his lips.
"Haha, my wine is not stolen, it is home-brewed. Just drink it with confidence." The old man wiped his mouth sloppily, and the black cuffs left a black mark on his face.
"Ang, is that right? That's okay.
Widow Wang has finished washing, it's time for me to go back. You can take a walk by yourself."
The young man turned over and jumped down from the tree. He cleverly avoided a small pit under the tree roots. He seemed to be familiar with the road. This was probably not the first time he was peeping. He quietly came to the door of Widow Wang's house and stepped out of his arms.
He took out a few coins and stuffed them into the crack of the door, then ran away like the wind.
Soon, Widow Wang opened the door, bent down to pick up the copper coins, her cheeks flushed. She lowered her head and smiled, then turned and entered the house.
It is usually not easy for poor people to take a bath once every seven days, but Widow Wang loves beauty and takes a bath once every three days.
Three days later, the boy came to peek again, and this time he met the dirty old man halfway.
For half a year, every three days when I came to peek, I would meet this old man. The two gradually became familiar with each other and talked about everything. Especially women, they were the favorites of the two guys. Every time they talked about sex,
All the time, they were all elated.
The old man also asked the young man why he always gave Widow Wang a few coins.
The young man replied very decently, because Widow Wang's life was not easy. Then he continued to watch people taking a bath.
The seasons have changed, the weather has gotten colder, and the intervals between Widow Wang's baths have become longer and longer. The boy also sees the old man less and less often.
Finally, the day came when Widow Wang took a bath and was peeped at.
The young man and the old man met again.
"Boy, my old man is leaving. I've been getting along well with you these days, so I'm going to give you a gift before I leave."
The young man smiled and shook his head: "Just go and come. No need to give gifts."
"Do you like my wine?"
"Of course I like her. Sometimes after a long time, I still miss her very much."
"Well, let me make a bet with you. If you win, I will pass on the brewing method of this wine to you. You will be the only one in the world.
But if you lose, you must promise me something. Do you dare?"
The young man chuckled and said, "I don't dare. Who knows what you want me to do."
"My bet is related to Widow Wang. You don't even dare to bet on such a trivial matter?"
The young man thought for a moment: "It's really related to Widow Wang? That's okay. You tell me how to bet."
The old man smiled happily: "Let's bet whether the Widow Wang knows who gave her the copper coins. I bet she knows."
The young man laughed loudly when he heard this: "No one knows about this except you. You lose."
The old man smiled and shook his head: "That's not necessarily true." As he said that, he turned over and jumped off the tree and walked straight towards Widow Wang's house.
"Ah? What are you going to do, old man?" The young man was frightened and hurriedly pulled a branch from his side to block himself, for fear of being discovered by others.
Bang bang, the wooden door of the yard was knocked.
After a while, Widow Wang opened the door and came out and looked at the old man curiously: "Do you want something to eat? I'll get some for you."
"No, I'm just here to tell you something. The person who often stuffs coins into the cracks of your door is He Xiaoqi, the adopted son of He Dashanren, a wealthy man in the west of the city.
Haha, hahahaha."
After saying these words, she ignored Widow Wang's dumbfounded expression and walked away laughing.
"Hey! Old man, you're being ridiculous!" The young man angrily walked around the woods and caught up with him, grabbing the old man's clothes.
"Why did I cheat? If you lose, you lose. Did we say you can't snitch? Do you, a manly man, want to cheat?" the old man asked with a smile.
The boy was speechless for a moment, it was true that there was no rule.
"Then since I won, you have to promise me something. This thing is very simple. You have just turned fourteen now. Within eight years, you have to pretend to be a fool.
If you can do it, do it. If you can't do it, admit that you are not a man. It's up to you."
After the old man finished speaking, he staggered, hummed a little tune and left, and he never appeared again for a long time.
Well... Damn it! Whoever is not a man can just pretend to be stupid, who can't do it anymore!
The young man gritted his teeth, ran all the way home, climbed to the roof and was so cruel that he rolled down from the top and fell unconscious.
"Oops! Xiaoqi fell from the room!!"
A little girl passing by happened to see this scene and shouted in panic.
Soon there were people surrounding him, all busy sending He Xiaoqi to see the doctor.
These people are all children adopted by He Dashan, both boys and girls. He Dashan has done many good things in his life and is famous, but he has no children. Many villagers feel unfair for him. Some people even burn incense in the middle of the night.
pray.
He Xiaoqi fell from the house and became a fool. This incident was like a thunder exploding in the air and spread quickly throughout the town.
He Dashan was very anxious. He called famous doctors from hundreds of miles around but could not take a good look at He Xiaoqi's illness.
Originally, He Xiaoqi's reputation was very good in the He family, but since he became a fool, no one is willing to play with him.
Gradually, his residence became more and more remote, and he was increasingly ostracized by everyone.
He Xiaoqi used to be a popular figure among He Dashan, but now he has made a big turn. He finally lived in a side house outside He's house. Few people came to visit him all day long.
From a famous person to a neglected "outcast", He Xiaoqi became more and more taciturn and unwilling to deal with others.
Whenever the whole family gathers for dinner on the 1st or 15th day of the Lunar New Year, He Xiaoqi is always the last one to be called. By the time they arrive, the dinner is almost over.
Even his favorite girl fell in love with He Laosan.
He Xiaoqi was angry in his heart and put all his resentment on the old man who made the bet with him. But if he lost, he lost. If it wasn't eight years later, he would have to keep pretending to be stupid.
When he had nothing to do, he began to dig tunnels underground and play pranks. Every night, he would quietly leak out to scare his brothers, sisters, and younger brothers, making everyone in the house so panicked that they thought they were haunted.
Time flies very fast, and in the blink of an eye, the eighth year has arrived. He Xiaoqi is exactly twenty-two years old this year, and there are still three months before the end of the bet.
But at the same time, strange things began to happen frequently in this town.
First, some people's poultry and livestock were lost, and then it evolved into missing people.
The government officials who handled the case came several times, but in the end nothing was gained. They even lost a few of the government officials who handled the case.
For a time, people in this town became panicked. People said that some monster had come to eat people, and every house was closed and refused to come out until night.
He Xiaoqi has been going to watch Widow Wang take a bath every now and then. It has to be said that time has made people grow old, and wrinkles have appeared in the corners of Widow Wang's eyes.
Time flies, and the deadline for the bet is getting closer and closer, but the number and speed of missing people in the town are getting faster and faster.
For some reason, He Xiaoqi always had an inexplicable feeling in her heart, as if this strange thing happened by chance, just in time for the bet to come.
He didn't know if there was something hinting at him, but he couldn't figure it out.
People in the town began to move away to other places, and there were fewer and fewer people.
Finally, it's the last day of the bet, and I can stop pretending to be stupid tomorrow.
But on this day, everyone in the town suddenly disappeared.
When someone rushed back in a panic to report the news to He Dashanren, He Dashanren gathered all the men, women, old and young from the whole government together for a meeting.
The location is in the backyard garden.
"Do you think we will move away?"
"Maybe, maybe not."
"By the way, did Xiao Qi shout?"
"Hey, I forgot. Let's go right away."
When people came to the back garden, they were all dumbfounded.
The trees were tied with white nooses and hung with dead people. If you look closely, you can see that they are all villagers who have disappeared from the town, numbering in the tens of thousands.
In the garden of Nuo Da, there was silence. A whistling night wind blew, and countless corpses swayed in the wind. The sight of it scared all the people in He's house to paralysis.
"Everyone is here?"
There were two people standing in the middle of the yard, one was He Dashanren, and the other was a woman I had never seen before. The clothes they wore were very strange and they had never been seen before.
"This...this..."
He Laosan was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, and his smelly urine flowed all over the floor.
He was pretty good, but some people were frightened and fainted, and many others lay in the flower pond and vomited wildly.
"Brother, let's start." The woman laughed wildly.
At this time, He Xiaoqi was hiding behind a tree and was terrified. He Dashan, who had always been kind-hearted, was regarded as his biological father and the benefactor who adopted him, but his features turned ferocious, as if he was looking at everyone as if they were watching someone kill him.
Like father and enemy.
What's going on? What's going on? He Xiaoqi can't believe his eyes. Could it be that these dead people were all killed by He Dashan?
Impossible, this is absolutely impossible! Everyone in the town has received help from He Dashanren. He Dashanren, who treats his fellow villagers just like his own family, would never do such a thing.
But the facts did not allow He Xiaoqi to judge. He Dashanren had already pulled out a snow-white long sword from his waist.
Every time the sword was swung, a head fell to the ground.
Everyone finally started screaming wildly in fear and running away in all directions.
But He Dashanhao seemed to have suddenly learned a very advanced kung fu, and his body kept flashing in the back garden, killing someone every time.
The woman then started digging a big hole in the back garden.
"Senior brother, as the saying goes, the ruthless way is ruthless. You have been practicing the ruthless way for thousands of years, and you have never made a breakthrough.
Junior sister couldn't bear to see you struggling, so I taught you such a wonderful trick, you have to thank me."
He Dashan laughed heartily and replied while harvesting people's lives: "Of course. We have many outstanding disciples of the Fantasy Sect, but I should be considered one of the best. Let me owe you a favor, it is better than you owe me.
Human relationships are much better."
"The ruthless way is to kill all lovers in the world. I have been anonymous for so many years, not only helping people, but also adopting so many children.
I have devoted almost all my efforts to them, and I treat them as if they were my own children. My affection is very deep.
Now that I have killed them, I can truly understand what ruthlessness is and what the great path is."