Chapter 163

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Sure enough, the ink burned: "One day, the landlord's son committed another crime."

"This time, he molested a girl next door in the mill, just in time for the hapless cowboy to run into."

Chu nightning: "...Is it possible to let the child top the bag again?"

"Hey." Mo Ran smiled, "That's it, congratulations, you will tell stories too."

"……I go to sleep."

"Don't, it will be over soon." Mo Ran said, "This is the first time I have told a story to others, so you will give me a face."

Chu nightning: "..."

"This time, I have to let the cowboy do the top job. Because the girl couldn't bear it, she committed suicide by hitting the wall. But the cowboy is not stupid. People who die have to pay for their lives, and it is impossible for him to die for the landlord's son." Mo Ran said, "He didn't want to, the landlord's son locked him and the dead girl in the mill, and then ran to report to the official."

"This cow herder has a bad track record. When he was a child, he killed the county magistrate's dog for no reason. Later, he stole the guest's snuff bottle. This time he actually jianyín the people's daughter. He was caught with all the money and the stolen goods."

Chu nightning opened his eyes wide: "... Then what?"

"Then, he stayed in prison for several months. In the autumn, he was sentenced to death and sent to Xingtai on the outskirts of the city to be hanged. He followed the execution team in the field ridge, and suddenly saw someone killing someone not far away. Cow. He saw it at a glance, that cow, the one he kept since he was a child, is old and has no strength to go to the ground. But the old cow also eats grass, and only eats grass and does nothing, how could the landlord be willing Raised. It worked for them all their lives, and at the end they were going to kill it and eat its flesh."

Speaking of such cruel things, Mo Ran was not sad, and said with a smile: "But the cowboy grew up on the back of a cow. He said a lot of whispers to it, and fed it with cow grass, when he was wronged. Holding it by the neck and crying, he treats it as his only relative in the world."

"So, he knelt down and asked the prison boss to let him go and say goodbye to the old cow. But the prison boss naturally didn't believe that people and animals would have any feelings. He felt that he was playing tricks and didn't allow it."

"……and then?"

"Then? Then the cowboy was hanged to death. The cow was also killed. Hot blood bleeds all over the place, and the people watching the lively dissipated coldly. The landlord's family ate beef that night, but the beef was too old. It's always stuck between their teeth. They eat a little, and they don't like it, and they all fall down."

Chu nightning: "..."

The ink burned over and looked at him with a smile: "It's finished. Is it good?"

Chu nightning said: "Go away."

"The first time I made it up for myself, I cried. You are so hard-hearted that you don't even shed tears."

"It's you who spoke too badly..."

The ink burned and laughed twice, took the shoulders of the younger brother, and touched his hair: "There is no way, your brother has this ability. Well, the story is over, let's go to sleep."

Chu nightning did not say a word, after a long time, suddenly asked: "Ink burning."

"Call Senior Brother."

"Why tell cows to eat grass?"

"Because human beings, like cows, have to eat, and in order to eat, they have to do a lot of things. If you can't do it one day, no one will care that you are alive."

Chu nightning stopped talking.

What was heard in the courtyard were the small sounds of those who took refuge, and occasionally there were one or two ominous ghost whistles coming from outside the barrier.

"Ink burns."

"Oh, if you don't understand, call me brother."

Chu nightning ignored him, but asked: "Is there really this child?"

"No." The ink burned for a while, and then suddenly smiled, and the pear vortex was very beautiful. He rubbed the little guy into his arms and said gently, "Of course it was made up to trick you into playing. Be good, go to sleep."

Unexpectedly, after a while, I heard a commotion in the courtyard.

Someone shouted angrily: "Looking for the son, looking for the son! The son is busy, how can I take care of your business? Clear the corpse for me! Do you know that those with blue spots on their bodies will be corpses!! Do you think Kill us?"

This sound was like a thunderclap in the dark night. When the word "corpse" was heard, everyone burst into flames, and those who fell asleep for a while sat up and looked at the noisy place.

The ink burned the little junior brother behind, glanced at it, frowned and whispered: "Huh? Is that the person at noon?"

The one who knelt on the ground and was reprimanded was the boy named Xiaoman at noon. He was still wearing the strong clothes he had worn during the day, but his spirit was completely different.

His whole body seemed to have taken time out, and he only hugged the body of his adoptive father. The nails on the body had grown a lot, which was a precursor to the corpse. When the others saw it, they retreated one after another. The steward of the prefect's mansion was scolding him sharply.

"Your father is my colleague, and I feel bad when he is killed. But how can it be? You were hungry last night, and he ran out to find food for you. You are so tired that your father is dead. Are you still tired of us? ?"

Xiaoman knelt on the ground with disheveled hair and red eyes: "No, no, I'm not... Daddy, Daddy. Please, let me see Young Master, Young Master has a way to prevent my father from picking up his corpse, I want to Dad is buried well, please don't...don't dismember him...uu..."

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