Happy little peasants

Zhang Hui and the others returned to the road, but Huan Chen did not follow.

Fu Yan said, "It seems that Saint Huanchen came here for more important things. It seems that the killing of Zhang Hui was accidental, so let's avoid him. He shouldn't come after him."

Zhang Hui thought about Huan Chen's arrogant style, and laughed at himself: "He probably thinks that he can kill me whenever he wants to kill me, so he shouldn't be in a rush."

A few people continued to walk to the west, because this place was in the valley, but it was not in the direction opposite the Long River. There were more and more residents around. When they walked along the most pedestrian road, they came to a lively little place. Town.Zhanghui feels that this place is very similar to Linshui Town. Although it is a lively place compared to the local area, it is actually closed. The locals have lived here for generations and there are few opportunities to go out, even if they are traveling There are people from Qi, Yan, and Beimang here, and they cannot change the unchanging life here.

They randomly found a small inn and stayed in. Zhang Hui saw that Meimei was interested in this strange place, so he let Fu Yan and Luo Yun rest in the store, and he walked slowly outside with Meimei.

The two of them involuntarily walked towards crowded places, thinking in their hearts that crowded places must be lively and fresh.

When I walked to Yilukou, I found that this place was more lively than other places. The people from that place seemed to gather almost half of the people in this place and set up all kinds of stalls.

After walking a few steps along a road, they found dozens of people in front of them formed a circle, as if they were watching something lively. They couldn't bear to leave the person surrounded by them, but they didn't dare to get too close. For fear of getting into trouble.

At this time, several dog barks were heard from among the crowd, with fear and alertness in the barking.

"Let's take a look too." Meimei is usually not nosy, but when she gets here alone with Zhang Hui, she feels that everything is worthy of attention.

Zhang Hui stood and looked in the middle, and saw a woman in her forties and hers eyes fixed on the dog opposite her. She stretched her hands forward, as if trying to take the dog away.

She was wearing old clothes that didn't fit, and her expression was a little haggard. Her two collapsed eyes were a little red, and her hair was a little messy. It seemed that she might have conflicted with others just now.

The dog was black all over, and its thin ribs could be counted clearly. It rushed towards the middle-aged woman, but the other end of the rope tied to its neck was held in the hands of a teenage boy servant.

The young servant strangled the dog's neck with one hand, and held a thick stick in the other to block the middle-aged woman in front of him. However, he did not dare to touch her with the stick, so he kept backing away.

Next to this servant stood his master. The man was in his thirties. He was born with fat head and big ears. His cheeks were bulging, and there was a mole on one side of his cheek. When the flesh on his cheek was trembling. The hair on the mole would also tremble. He looked at the middle-aged woman in disgust and stood aside with his hands down, not daring and disdain to stop the woman.

The servant saw more and more people watching the excitement, and was afraid that he would make a fool of himself next, so he wanted to drive everyone away: "What's so beautiful, no one can stop this mad dog going crazy, be careful to bite To you! This Yu is an ominous person, whoever marries or dies, her dog is also an ominous dog, even peeing at the feet of my boss’s stone lion every day. Today, I will get rid of this evil dog. There is nothing good to look at. Someone will come and kill the dog in there."

Na Yu didn't care about the eyes of the people watching the bustle next to her, neither explained to others to gain sympathy, nor did she cry to make threats, but just wanted to snatch the dog back with her own strength.

The host didn’t want to make the matter a big deal, and said impatiently: “Do not want to take it back, dog. Since you can’t control it, then don’t ask for it. If this is the case, I will pay you some money. Your dog is here." He took out some broken silver from his arms and handed it to Yu.

He originally wanted to calm things down and save trouble. He didn't know that this woman had an extremely tough attitude, and she refused to accept the silver in his hand, and even spit at him viciously.

"I don't want your stinky money. No matter how much it is, I want my dog." Yu stared at the man proudly. "And I don't plan to tie it up for raising, it can pee wherever it likes to pee. , You have done too many bad things and you have retribution, and blame the dog for urinating your feng shui. Are you ashamed?"

When Yu said this, the crowd made a few low ridicules.

At this time, two men walked out of the house and stopped in front of Yu. The young servant planned to lead the dog away. Yu tried hard to push the two people in front of her, and he had already taken out what he wanted to fight with them. Posture.

Looking at the eyebrows, he pulled Zhang Hui's sleeves, and whispered: "This aunt is really stubborn. It seems that she is really reluctant to bear her dog, and it's poor. Should we go and help her? "

Zhang Hui looked at his eyebrows promisedly, and was about to go forward through the crowd, but was hurried ahead by a white-robed physicist.

The man was thin, light-footed, and had a sparse goatee, but his appearance was extremely elegant and handsome. Although he was a little older, his abundance was enough to make him stand out from the crowd.

He smiled slightly and walked towards the fat master. His smile carried the confidence to see everything in the world. At a glance, he felt like a stranger in the world. He raised his palm and said softly, "Master, please slow down. This dog doesn’t need to be killed. The son is just afraid that the dog will urinate your Feng Shui, but there is a way to keep your Feng Shui from being affected by dog ​​urine.”

The master looked at this white-robed xiangshi with a well-established appearance, and expected that he really had a good way, and he happened to believe in these feng shui fate and the like. Now that such an expert is here, it is too late to ask for advice, so he compliments him. He smiled and said, "Dare to ask Mr. What's the trick?"

"You only need to do a little hand and foot on the stone lion of your house." The white-robed sage turned to the stone lion at the door, pointed at the stone lion, and said confidently, "But I am going to cast a spell, you all have to Get out of it, or you will hurt people."

As soon as the master heard that the white-robed photographer could still cast spells, he looked at him with admiration, and then motioned to the servant next to him to stop moving the dog, and to coax the crowd around him a little.

"Sir, please." He is looking forward to seeing what the expert is trying to do.

Meimei and Zhang Hui both stared at the white-robed Xiangshi, they both looked at each other and smiled, both instinctively that this person was going to make a big deal with everyone.