The tall one was shorter than me, raised his neck, his eyes widened round, and he looked at me nervously.

"Isn't this the person? Is that high-end, elegant and upscale?" Yang Shujun said strangely, "Why are you living here?"

Miss Bai whispered, "Uncle Yang, why are you talking?"

Yang Shujun smiled, licked his lips and said, "It just so happened that the fish was salty before. Brother Da Shang, do you have any water at home?"

Gao Da Shang looked at Yang Shujun nervously and swallowed.

"Don't worry, we are just here to take the excuse to take a break, not to ask you for the compensation that Village Chief Zhao gave you." Yang Shujun said.

Only then did I understand why Gao Dashang was so nervous when he saw us. After hearing what Yang Shujun said, Gao Dashang raised a thin hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He forced himself to smile and said, "It's water, come in."

The room was dark and very simple, with portraits of Lenin, Stalin, and Chairman Mao sticking on the wall. The paper was yellow and moldy, covered with dust, and a broken fishing net was hung in the corner. What was extremely inconsistent with the simplicity of the room was an old man sitting on a broken stone stool under the portrait, tearing a roast chicken with crispy skin and tender flesh and oil.

The old man was very focused and devoted, his cheeks were covered with oil and were bulging. There was a shrunk and broken pot on the edge of the pot, and there was a half-chewed roast chicken on the edge, which should be tall and tall. Depending on the situation, the roast chicken should have been bought by the father and son with the money given to them by Village Chief Zhao. I couldn't help but feel sad.

Seeing us coming in, the tall father panicked, and the roast chicken slipped out of his hand and fell to the ground. Yang Shujun hurriedly explained to the old man that we were here to rest and ask for water to drink. The tall father nodded tremblingly, picked up the roast chicken in his arms in his arms, then grabbed the half of the roast chicken on the edge of the pot and picked up the broken pot and handed it to Yang Shujun. Only then did we notice that there was a small pot of water in the pot, and a layer of oil floating on the water surface. Miss Bai and I looked at each other and smiled bitterly, thinking that it could be drunk? Yang Shujun stared at the pot and swallowed, "Hehe" and said, "I... I suddenly no longer thirsty."

Although the unpleasant smell in the room mixed with the scent of roast chicken was a bit nauseous, I thought to myself that I could learn something about Gaojia Village through the father and son, so I didn't rush to leave. I gave the old man a cigarette and chatted with him for a while, and the old man gradually became less nervous.

I changed the topic, "Uncle, why don't you live on this river beach and go to the village? What should I do if the water floods during the Yellow River during the flood season?"

"If you come up, just set up a shack on the embankment." The old man sighed.

The old man seemed to be unable to smoke cigarettes, and his hands holding the cigarette were unnatural. He took a sip and said, "The villagers don't let us live."

"Why?" the three of us asked in unison.

Gao Dashang told us that his grandfather was in the back, and his father took his grandmother's surname Gao. After his grandmother died, their family lost their status in Gaojia Village. At first, they were rejected and bullied everywhere. Later, the people from Gaojia Village simply drove them out of the village. Gao Dashang had no choice but to build a stone house on the river beach, and the family lived here, leaning on the Yellow River to fish in a livelihood.

"Damn, people in Gaojia Village think they are so precious, right? They are just that broken place is xenophobic." Yang Shujun said, "I think living on this river beach is better than living in their village."

"How come your wife dies?" I asked.

"My wife..."

Gao Dashang's father coughed, Gao Dashang kept silent.

"Oh..." the old man sighed, "Washing clothes in the river, I was accidentally swept in by a vortex, rushed down (downstream) for several miles, and I was already exhausted after I caught it..."

There is no doubt that the old man did not tell the truth, and we did not expose him. I asked the old man about the customs of Gaojia Village. The old man said that Gaojia Village holds an ancestor worship ceremony every two months, killing pigs and sheep. When worshiping ancestors, they can participate as descendants of the Gao family and eat with a banquet.

"How do you think this tall wife died?" I asked in a low voice after coming out of tall grandma's house.

Miss Bai shook her head, "You don't even know anything, Qimen magician, how can we know?"

"The Qimen Sword is not omnipotent." I smiled slightly, "Besides, I am not a coroner."

"Oh, this family is also very pitiful." Yang Shujun sighed.

In the afternoon, we found a quiet place on the river beach, pulled some grass and slept for a while. When we woke up in the evening, we saw the sunset covered the west, and the red sun hung on the river in the distance. Miss Bai stood by the river with her hands in her chest, as if it had melted into the glow. I couldn't help but look at it. As Miss Bai said, "Little Hei, come back", I came to my senses and saw that the black dog was actually ducking water in the river, arching and arching, and plunging into the water. After a moment, he crawled out with a fat and big carp in his mouth.

"Hey, this dog can catch fish, it's so amazing!" Yang Shujun also woke up.

The carp weighs five or six pounds, so we gave Xiao Hei the fish head. The poor Xiao Hei was swollen by the fish's struggle.

As the sky gradually became dark, and when it felt like the time was almost over, we decided to set out to save the fox in the village. Yang Shujun said he would not go, and he followed him and didn't know whether to save the fox or we saved him. We asked Xiao Hei to stay with him to protect his safety.

After taking the bag of magic weapons, Miss Bai and I climbed over the river bank. The moonlight shone on the bare fields, empty everywhere. After a while, we came to the reed marsh. The reed marsh at night looked very mysterious, filled with all kinds of subtle sounds.

Bypassing the reed marsh, we came to the village. The village was very quiet, with earthen houses standing in the moonlight, giving people a feeling of being back before liberation. When we arrived at the village branch, we hid behind a big tree and looked at the yard. I saw that the room where the fox was kept was dark and could not hear any noise. There were two straw mats at the door. Seven or eight villagers were sitting on the mats and chatting while smoking dry cigarettes. The fire was flashing and dark.

"What should I do?" Ms. Bai asked whispered.

"Look first and then talk about it."

After waiting for nearly an hour, the hands that Ms. Bai and I held together were sore and numb. The villagers were chatting louder and lowered, and they seemed to be sleepy. I really couldn't think of any good way to rescue the fox if I didn't fight with these villagers.

"So, I'll lead them away, you go in and save the fox." I said.

"How to induce?" asked Ms. Bai.

I bit my lip and thought for a while, and whispered, "Come here."

"Hey, are you tempting them or me? You have gone so far." said Miss Bai.

I smiled and looked around and saw a collapsed house not far away.

"come over."

I pulled Miss Bai to the yard covered with weeds in front of the house.

"Why are you here?" asked Ms. Bai.

"No one will find out here. Miss Bai can put on my makeup with peace of mind."

"Putting makeup?" Miss Bai frowned.

"Yes." I smiled, "Hurry up, use your makeup box to put on a ghost makeup. The more terrifying the better. I can see if I can scare the villagers away."

"You really have it, okay... Oh, don't move around, otherwise how can I draw for you?"

"Shh, just a little bit..."

After finishing the painting, Miss Bai took a few steps back, then covered her mouth and stomach and smiled violently.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Self-see it yourself, hahaha..."

Take the mirror from Miss Bai's hand and I looked at the moonlight, "Wow, I asked you to paint ghost makeup, why did you paint me like Sister Pomegranate?"

"Yes, very good. As soon as the beautiful and peerless pomegranate sister appeared, all the villagers fell under your skirt, hooked and hooked their fingers and they all followed you, hahahaha..."

While laughing, Miss Bai put on makeup for me again. I changed her coat with her. She wore mine and I wore hers.

"Don't swell your coat to me."

"Don't worry." I smiled.

After laughing, I pulled out a piece of yellow paper, tore it into strips, gritted my teeth, and said, "How is Geng? He looks like a ghost?"

"It's so fun, I want to dress up too!" Miss Bai's childlike innocence became enormous.

I took out the yellow paper from my mouth and said 'tsk', "Sir, don't make trouble with me."

"I kick you to death, you are a little friend..."

After Miss Bai also put on a ghost makeup on herself, the two walked back. As they approached the village branch, they took light steps.

"I'll explore the way later, then count one, two or three, and we'll jump out together." I whispered.

I looked around and picked up a brick and threw it into the village branch yard. The brick fell to the ground and made a "thump".

"who?…"

"Who?"

Miss Bai and I hurriedly bit the yellow paper. After counting one, two, three, the two jumped into the yard one by one, one by one, and jumped, and "Wuliuliu" in our mouths.

"My grass!"

"My mother!"

The villagers shouted and ran away without a trace in an instant. The moon also hid in the clouds.

"Sister Pomegranate, this female ghost is here to guard it. You can open the door to save the little fox." said Miss Bai.

"Ou'er!" I made a gesture.

The door was not locked at all. When I pulled it horizontally, I pulled it down. I pushed the door open and came to the room. I was in a daze. The fox was curled up in the corner of the wall. When I saw me coming in, I hummed a few times, and two slender, green eyes were glittering at me.

The fox was quite heavy, with his legs and feet tied. It took me a lot of effort to pick it up. While humming, the fox raised his wet mouth intimately and rubbed against my chin.

When I got outside, I saw Miss Bai jumping around in the yard.
Chapter completed!