Difficult to do

Shi Fang sat up and moved his arms to touch the gradually expanding black spot on his chest, and gritted his teeth unwillingly: "Is it really not enough?"

Before he finished speaking, Shi Fang suddenly stood up and ran out the door. The bamboo forest outside the door swayed with the cool wind, making the sound of waves.Shi Fang looked around hesitantly, but the black spot under his hand would not stop and expand because of the sudden movement.

Shifang had no choice but to go back to the bamboo hut again and use his cross-legged kung fu to suppress the black spot.

In the Li family village.

There is a willow tree in front of the ancestral hall, and under the willow tree is a pink boulder.The willow tree grew lush and green in the gap between the boulders and fluttered in the wind.

The threshold of the ancestral hall is very high, with 49 [-] steps ascending slowly, and the huge black door is closed with a gilt tiger head doorknob.

Inside the door is a courtyard, facing the courtyard is the main room. In the main room, there are eight chairs and eight flower stands with glazed ivory eight treasures and four seasons flowers on them.

Facing it is a portrait of a man embroidered on rice paper.The man is tall and dressed in Ming Dynasty clothing, and his next door is an altar table with seasonal vegetables, fruits, desserts and other tributes.

Eight men sat on those eight chairs, each with a ghost.The man in his early forties with a slender face and curved eyebrows picked up the teacup in his hand and took a sip: "Tell me, everyone, Zhu Shangwu will be back tomorrow."

A chubby man patted his stomach and stood up: "The patriarch wants my brother to go out and become an official this time, so I have to ask the cousin for help."

The white-haired man on the side coughed dryly, and said in a displeased tone, "I told you how to entertain that kid Zhu Shangwu, not what you want. Why haven't you made any progress after being the village chief for three years!"

The fat man was overwhelmed by the old man, and he was neither angry nor anxious at all: "Uncle didn't mean to want the young master to give him more benefits, why don't you just want to get rid of all the beautiful ladies at home as soon as the young master arrives? Come here for a meeting."

"Shut up." The patriarch's face turned dark and he said to the village chief angrily: "I asked you to prepare to pick up Zhu Shangwu's things, not to ask you to beg for food."

Hearing this, the village head drooped his head unwillingly, and said in a low voice: "My wife said that there are five cooks and long-term workers in my family."

The white-bearded old man stood up immediately: "My house is not where I live."

Afterwards, several people expressed their opinions separately, and then the patriarch said: "Since everyone has made plans for what should be released, I hope you don't go too far, and restrain yourself when you see someone." As soon as he finished speaking, the patriarch stood up and walked towards the inner room.

The inner room was mostly occupied by rows of oil lamps and tablets. The patriarch took incense and bowed to those tablets before walking towards a door curtain.

Opening the door curtain is a yard, in the middle of the yard is a circular stone step upwards, on top of the stone platform is a row of small jars, all of which are pasted with notes, which seem to be names, and the mouth of the jars is sealed by red eyes They were just placed there in piles, and water accumulated in the bottom round platform, and a golden-headed, red-eyed tortoise in the water looked at the patriarch motionlessly.

Seeing the tortoise raising his hand towards the steps, the patriarch shouted loudly: "Tomorrow there will be a distinguished guest, everyone from the Li clan will welcome you!"

As soon as he said those words, there was a loud noise through the round stone steps like an echo in a valley, and everyone in the gourd-shaped Li Family Village knew about it.

Li Hu dragged his father to toss around the house, and when he heard the voice, he immediately said: "Father, the young commander of the Zhu family is coming."

Li Hu's father was covering his stomach, with cold sweat on his forehead and his calf trembling constantly: "What are you doing, pack up your things quickly, we will leave this ghost place tonight, and Dad will go to Gucheng to beg for you. Daughter-in-law, ouch..." As he spoke, he ran into the hut again, clutching his buttocks.

Li Hu felt bad, after all, it was the place where he grew up, but after seeing the money, he immediately lowered his head and cleaned up the pots and pans at home with joy.

Late at night, a man and a woman hid in the bamboo forest south of the ancestral hall and played.The woman's tone was ambiguous: "My good brother, please forgive me, I can't take it anymore." Her wrists were drooping on the man's shoulders, and her feet were entangled around the man's waist.

The man pressed the woman to the ground: "I don't think you think that way here! Sure enough, it's more exciting to do it outside than on your cowardly husband's bed. Well..." The man pushed hard again, and told the woman to bow Her back was bent, she was panting constantly, and the sweat dripping from her forehead carried the smell of rouge powder and men.

Suddenly there was a whole noise in the bamboo forest, and the man stopped.

The woman was still looking at the man obsessively, and the man's eyes were directed towards the swaying bamboo forest, and a few people under him exerted force, making the woman almost roll her eyes as if she had no backbone.

The man was relieved now, he slapped the woman out, whispered something in the woman's ear, lifted his pants, and disappeared into the forest with a murderous look on his face.

"The moonlight is so beautiful, don't you plan to stay and take a look?" The man stood in front of the man who had just peeked away and said coldly to him.

The man took two steps back and looked at the person who came: "I won't tell Li Bu, let me go, I'll pretend I didn't see anything."

The man who came was so blinded by the moonlight that he could only see the light and shadow: "Oh? But that's not what your crotch said. Why don't you let me help you satisfy your hunger? Is there anyone in your family who can't satisfy you? Yang Miao."

The man immediately opened his eyes wide, covered his crotch with his hands, watched the man's face getting closer and swallowed: "Really?"

The man smiled and nodded at Yang Miao, and suddenly pulled out a snake-like dagger from his sleeve and stabbed directly at Yang Miao's chest.Yang Miao was stabbed unexpectedly, turned around and ran away in shock.

The man grabbed the dagger and drew it out, blood gushing out immediately.

The man put the dagger on the tip of his tongue and licked it. A piece of Yang Miao's heart was inlaid in the hollow cylindrical blade, and then the meat, fat and skin were divided into it.

Yang Miao was not in the mood to see what the man was doing, but ran desperately into the deeper forest.

The man followed closely behind in a calm manner. After seeing the man tripped by the stone, he made a few sharp gestures at Yang Miao's neck.Let it slowly bleed to death.

Seeing that Yang Miao was dead, the man shook his clothes indifferently, turned and left.

Shi Fang looked at the disgraced two who came back after dark, looked at the pots and pans in their hands, and said, "Why is it taking so long?"

Shi Bing scratched his head in embarrassment: "I have used all my strength, and this is my fastest speed."

Shi Fang looked at Feng Jiu who had lost her embroidery, "What's the matter with you?"

Feng Jiu glanced at Shi Bing shyly, then lowered her head and said, "In Gucheng we met a landowner who robbed the women of the people. It was Shi Bing who beat those people away." Her cheeks were slightly red.

Shi Fang was a little unaccustomed to the strange aura between the two of them, so he stood up pretending to be calm and pointed to the pots and pans, "Tomorrow morning, Feng Jiu and I will eat broth."