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Chapter 422 Qin City God (Part 1)

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    ? On the surface of the Shiqiao River in the middle of the night, the steaming mist floats.  Cover the hairy moon in the sky.

    Under the crumbling black hills, a few torches were flickeringly lit.  The trails are intricate and intricate, and there is a thatched hut in the small fenced yard.  Snow-white garlic braids and fences are hung on the windows, and a reddish-brown portrait of Yu Lei Shentu is pasted on the chapel door.

    "Aim~"

    There is the sound of cat's claws scratching the door panel, which is not very noticeable in the silent night.

    "Squeak~"

    As soon as the door was loosened, a black shadow sneaked into the door while taking advantage of the hazy moonlight.

    "I told you all, don't come to me these few days! You have to survive the first seven of that dead ghost."

    Inside the room was a coquettish woman in her thirties with full brows, with makeup on her eyebrows and eyes, hot cheeks, and a red bellyband stretched high on her chest.

    In front of her is a tall and strong man, with sunken cheeks, a catfish mouth with a flat nose, and a few sparse mustaches of dog oil on his lips, revealing such a disgusting greasy smell.

    "I have endured it for several days, and I can't bear it anymore! Even if the sky is falling today, we have to have a good time!"

    The two hugged each other, and they looked like dry sticks and raging fire.  The tall and ugly man buried his head on the woman's neck, gnawing and biting, with an anxious expression on his face.

    The woman suddenly pushed the man away, leaving wet marks on his neck.

    "I just sent that dead ghost away, and sent all the people in the village away. You come here at this time. If Li Zhengbao and the others come across you, you and I will not live. Besides, people die seven times and come back to their souls. This is the first three."  There are gods in the ruler, I feel flustered. You should go back!"

    The woman dissuaded her in a low voice, but the man refused: "Go back? I won't go back today, even if it's a big day. Then Jia Wu is a wimp alive, and I'm still afraid of him when he dies? Come on! Kiss baby."

    "Yeah~"

    The woman screamed, the man hugged the woman, threw her on top of the straw mat, untied the coarse coat with two strokes, and the two fought on the bedside, showing a passionate attitude of adultery.

    During this beautiful scene, there was a sudden knock on the door, which scared the adulterer into a cold sweat.

    "what happened?"

    The man screamed.

    The woman had sharp eyesight and quick hands, lifted the mattress to cover the man, put on a lotus-colored short gown, and walked out with embroidered shoes. She didn't forget to dip her finger in her tongue and wipe it on her face, and said softly, "Come here."  It's the middle of the night, who is calling the door. Did Mrs. Sun pull something down?"

    As she spoke, she looked through the moth-eaten door opening, but she couldn't see the face, only saw the man carrying two catties of pig's head meat in his hand, as if he was visiting.

    The woman glanced at her mouth, pulled the latch, and almost scared her to death when she looked up!

    His dead ghost husband, Jia Wu, stood outside the door with a pale face.  Both legs are full of mud, and the facial features are appalling!

    "Sister-in-law"

    "Oh my god, there are ghosts!"

    The woman's legs softened and she sat down on the ground. The adulterer was buried under the quilt and was flustered. When he heard the yelling at the door, he suddenly became angry and rushed out of the quilt to pick up the hoe for doing farm work.  , ran to the door and didn't look good, just a photo of the head.

    The "Gui Jia Wu" who returned to his soul was suffering from pain, rolling all over the floor with his head hurting, and the pig's head was also stained with soil.

    The adulterer doesn't care about that much, he beats her head and face, and the woman came back to her senses, where is the shadow of the ghost?  How could he be beaten so hard that he ran around like a mouse.

    When she regained her composure, she realized who this person was. She turned her mind three times, but she didn't stop the adulterer, and rubbed her hair to watch the person being beaten.

    After a while, that "Gui Jia Wu" had blood marks all over his head and hands, and his begging voice dropped, and the woman said leisurely: "Okay, okay, stop beating, it's not a ghost, it's my little uncle Jia Liu."

    "What, what Jia Liu."

    roared the adulterer.

    "Don't panic, he is a fool, and no one will believe what he says."

    The woman came up, raised her face and glanced coldly at Jia Liu: "Jia Liu, why are you here?"

    Jia Liu was beaten to the brink of death. He couldn't distinguish between tears and blood on his face. He covered his face and looked at the woman, and stammered, "Here, give it to brother."

    He scrambled to pick up the ashes-stained pig's head, and presented it to the woman as if offering a treasure.

    He bought it with the little money he got in exchange for herbal medicines all over Jiaozhou. Usually, his brother and sister-in-law would not let him in. A few days ago his brother Jia Wu contracted tuberculosis and died.  Although Jia Liu is stupid, he can still think of buying something to commemorate his brother.

     With his mind, he can't understand who this shirtless man with a fierce face is standing next to his sister-in-law in the middle of the night, and he doesn't understand why he was beaten. He doesn't feel anger, only fear, and some unreasonable things  The expectation of warmth.

    "Um."

    The woman lifted the pig's head with two fingers, turned around and entered the bedroom, took two ingots of broken silver from the drawer, hesitated a little, and dropped another ingot.

    "Six, don't say that the sister-in-law doesn't care about you, you can take this money and make a dress or something, but you should remember one thing, you can't tell anyone about this matter, listen to me.  "

    The adulterer also came over and said in a vicious voice, "If you dare to say a word, you will die!"

    Jia Liu looked at the woman: "I think, meet me, my brother."

    The woman looked at him with a smile: "Your brother is asleep, you can't see him."

    "I, I think"

    "Where is so much nonsense!"

    The woman's face suddenly changed, making Jia Liu tremble with fright.

    "In short, you remember, keep your mouth shut!"

    After finishing speaking, the woman winked at her adulterer, then threw Jia Liu out of the door and locked the door tightly.

    "Are you really all right? I'm afraid that this silly boy will do something bad."

    "Forget it, he talks too much, no one will listen, and he has no place to live. Maybe he can survive this winter."

    The wanton talk of men and women fluttered from the old wood.

    The piece of broken silver was thrown into the soil, and Jia Liu, whose face was covered in blood, was in a daze, feeling as if something was filling his chest, as if it was about to overflow from his mouth.  But he, who was born stupid, didn't know that it was an emotion called anger.

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    The night is getting darker and darker, the moon in the sky is dim, and amidst the chirping of owls, bats of all sizes are standing upside down under the eaves. This is a dilapidated City God Temple, a plaque has fallen off, and only a Qiong character can be seen.

    Jia Liu walked into the ruined temple with a deep step and a shallow step, and fell on his own haystack without moving.

    Ever since he set fire to his house and emptied it, he has been living in this Town God's Temple.

    Although Jia Liu was born stupid, he never had any intention of harming others. Since he moved in, he has put away the decorations in the temple.  The statue of the city god is used as a tribute incense, not because he has the idea of ??worshiping gods and Buddhas, but because he read books when he was young, and the teachings left by his husband.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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