I live in Miao Village[GL]

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Xue Yi laughed a few times in embarrassment, and Aunt Zhenhua knew that she had said something wrong, so she even poohed several times, "Mr. Xue, I'm sorry, look at what I said, it's all feudal superstition, don't take it to heart, I've heard nonsense about those things."

"It's okay, I don't believe this." Xue Yi glanced at the barrage that only she could see, and the barrage was full: [Anchor, look at what is behind you. ]

Xue Yi smiled secretly, the barrage is really not a big deal, he grasped the key point from Aunt Zhenhua's unclear words, "Aunt Zhenhua, before me, was there a party secretary who came here to teach?"

"That's right, Fang Zhishu is from the city. He came from far away. He caught up with the educated youth. He came here for two years. He taught and healed diseases. Then he went back, but within a few years, He is here again, this time he will not leave, he led us to open up wasteland and plant trees, pave roads and build bridges, everyone in the village likes him, and chose him as the village party secretary."

Xue Yi faintly thought of something, and asked, "What's the name of this village party secretary?"

"Fang saves food."

"Fang Cunliang." Xue Yi smiled, thinking that I guessed it right, and said to Aunt Zhenhua, "I guess, after he went back in 78, he went there for four years and came back in [-], right?"

"Yes, Mr. Xue, you are amazing, how do you know?" Aunt Zhenhua was curious.

In fact, not only she is curious, but the audience in another time and space are also curious.

Xue Yixiao said: "I saw a piano in the school, engraved with 'December 1982, 12, Shanghai Hongkou Stored Grain'. There was a space for a word, so I guessed that this piano should be brought by a person named Cunliang from Hongkou, Shanghai on December 17, 1982. Of course, it is also possible that he is from Hongkou, Shanghai, or that the piano was brought in Hongkou, Shanghai. Made in Hongkou, Shanghai, just now I heard you say his name is Fang Cunliang, so I thought of it."

"Yeah, why didn't I expect that, Mr. Xue, you are as smart as Fang Zhishu. I believe that in a short time, everyone will like you as much as Fang Zhishu."

"Well, haha, yes." Xue Yigan replied with a smile, always felt that these words were strange, like Fang Zhishu, wouldn't he be killed by Granny Qiao early like him, right?

Xue Yi finished her meal and went back to her bamboo building for a lunch break in a low mood. Seeing that she was depressed, the audience seemed to be frightened, so they stopped tricking her to look back and asked worriedly: [Anchor, are you really scared? ?]

"No, I just think that Fang Zhishu is so great. For them, Shanghai in this era is a very prosperous and lively metropolis. Many people are too crowded to have a house there. He actually came from Shanghai to this place. Coming from a remote village, it's really great."

[Is it really just like that? I think you're not in the right mood. ]

"What's wrong? Let's just tell the most bizarre story. The sores and pus are healed as soon as they meet the sun, but they start to hurt again when the sun is gone. If this is true, people in this era don't know what's going on. , don’t you guys know? I think the so-called Gu looks like a kind of bacteria, a kind of bacteria that is extremely infectious but extremely sensitive to light. It can cause the situation that Aunt Zhenhua said, but whether it is true or not depends on No one knows."

Xue Yi saw that the barrage looked like it used to be, and spread his hands and said, "Are you all modern people?"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard Aunt Zhenhua's heart-piercing crying from outside, and ran out of the window to see that Aunt Zhenhua was holding Chengwen, followed by a group of people who were walking and cursing.

"What's the matter, Aunt Zhenhua?" Xue Yi ran down in a hurry, and before he could get to Aunt Zhenhua, he saw Wang Chengwen's hands hanging in front of him with several red envelopes, the tops of which were yellow and looked like they were festering.

"Chengwen, why are you so disobedient? I told you to stay away from that dead woman. You just didn't listen. You just went out for a while, and it became like this. How can you tell me to tell your dad? I'm just you Son, if something happens to you, how can I live, ah..."

"What's going on?" Xue saw that Brother Jin was also hugged by an adult, his left face was red and swollen, and he was unconscious. His heart sank. How to ask, just cry, don't speak.

Hearing Aunt Zhenhua's cry, everyone felt terrified. Brother Jin's father frowned, "Let's go find Grandma Qiao. If she doesn't save my son, I'll fight her."

Chapter 8

A group of people hurriedly walked towards Grandma Qiao's house. Grandma Qiao lived in a mountain valley far away from human habitation. Her residence was not a stilted building where residents often live here, but a moss-covered stone house, half of which was built in the rocks and half luo|It is exposed outside, the surroundings are abnormally humid, the sun is not seen all year round, surrounded by miasma, and there is a faint sound of snakes spitting out snake letters, all in all, it is strange and abnormal.

The angry villagers became more and more frightened as they walked, Xue Yi looked around carefully, almost everyone of the Miao people believed in Gu, but few really understood Gu.

The most courageous father, Brother Jin, stood outside the door and said, "Grandma Qiao, my son bumped into you accidentally. I was the one who couldn't discipline you well. Since we are all of the same clan, and he is your sister's grandson, let him take his life." Bar."

[Damn, even the grandson is harmed. ] The barrage is full of shit.

Xue Yixin said that it's not just my sister's grandson. I heard that some Hmong people failed to raise Gu and were controlled by Gu, and even their own sons and grandsons were harmed. Once the Gu works, the relatives will not recognize it.

[So exaggerated? Raising Gu until the family members are gone, what are they trying to do? Didn’t they know when they raised Gu?]

Xue Yixin said: "Who knows, it is said that Gu can bring great luck and benefits to those who raise Gu, so many people are willing to take risks, and some people think that they can control Gu and will not be backlashed, and some people live It has the special function of raising Gu, and you can't get rid of it even if you want to."

[so amazing!]

[Who is the person who popularizes science in red and bold above? He knows a lot. ]

[Yeah, how to make it red and bold, could it be turned on?]

Xue Yi looked at it and frowned. Why did the words I thought in my heart appear on the bullet screen? I was puzzled for a while, and the live broadcast system prompted: "When the points reach 10 points, the function of automatically converting brain waves into text is activated. The anchor can decide whether to display it on screen, the system is set to display by default."

"So that's the case, can I automatically convert the content I think into text and display it on the bullet screen? Then I won't have to talk into the air like a crazy person in the future." Xue Yi is liking this live broadcast system more and more.

Back to reality, Brother Jin's father begged for a long time, but there was still no movement in the house. Aunt Zhenhua thought of something, stopped her tears, and said, "Oops, I beg the Gu girl to save people. I want a chicken, a duck, and a bucket of rice." Just ask, we came empty-handed, the Gu girl will not see us."

Others only thought of this after hearing the words, yelling at themselves for having no memory, forgot, and didn't know what to do for a while, but fortunately, Grandma Jin arrived later, and the people behind brought a few chicken ducks and put them in cloth bags. I bought several buckets of rice.

Grandma Jin rushed to Brother Jin and cried for a while, then stood up, ran to Grandma Qiao's door, and begged for a long time, but seeing no response from inside, she began to curse, "You murderous ghost whose husband died, you I'm not doing well, and I can't see others being good, I'm just this grandson, and you're killing me, what a poisonous heart!"

Aunt Zhenhua heard what she said was her own heart, and cried again. Wang Chengwen was placed on the ground with only a piece of clothing under it. He looked thin and haggard, with a small purple face and weak breathing. Cracked and pus flowed out.

"That won't work." Xue Yi shook his head, taking advantage of the confusion of the crowd, checked Cheng Wen's wounds, praying in his heart that he could find one or two wounds, "Is there a doctor in the barrage, let's see what's going on."

Although Xue is very curious about the Gu skills of the Miao people, she firmly does not believe in any Gu skills, especially if two lives are at stake, she must not just watch them die. 10/133 First page Previous page 89101112131415 Next page Last page