The wood was staring at those little yellow-headed things, gritting its teeth, looking up, unable to reach them, looking down, lest the cable suddenly break.
At this time, I suddenly heard a voice coming from below, which seemed to be my father talking.
Mumu lowered his head and took a look. Old Yang said loudly: "Gangzitou tells you, use a plane knife."
Plane knife?
Yes, how could I forget this unique skill of the Mu family?
The wood hung the body upside down, locked the calf twice with a cable, freed his right hand, and took out a shovel-shaped knife with a front edge from his arms.
This thing is a plane knife.
"Everyone counts, I'll kill whoever comes first!" Mu Mu swung his arm violently, and the planing knife with a round shape in front and back flew out. With a snap, Qin instantly appeared on the neck of the largest weasel standing in the front. There was a layer of bloodshot eyes, and the ghost fell down from the lid as if he was drunk.
The remaining cubs stared at the wood with dark eyes, then slipped into the cracks in the stone and disappeared.
Mu Mu took the opportunity and quickly got off the rope and reached the stone platform.
"dad!"
But at this moment, he saw his father leaning on Lao Yang's arm and closing his eyes.
Mumu wailed, held his father in his arms, and shouted repeatedly.
Gang Zitou used up his last strength, slowly opened his eyes, and murmured: "He Luo, our Mu family relies on the forest for a living. I know you don't like this business and want to go out. Go, this Mu Gang is really behind the times." But there is one thing, you can't fight with Mr. Huang anymore. Today, it was an accident. I just want you to be well By the way, when you leave, take the plane with you"
Before my father finished speaking, the hand holding the wood drooped and he closed his eyes completely. At the same time, blood flowed out from the corners of his nose and mouth.
Mu Heluo Taotao cried loudly and almost fell into coma.
But people cannot be resurrected after death, and their funeral arrangements still need to be taken care of.
Lao Yang tied up his father's body with ropes, and with the help of Uncle Wang and others, he finally pulled it up.
"He Luo, come up. You are a filial son, and you have to take your soul back to the old graveyard!" Lao Yang helped the sluggish wood up.
Mu Mu looked blankly at the weasel on the ground, stepped forward and pulled out the planer from its neck.
The thing is actually very simple.
A few days ago, the Mu Gang came into the mountains and started setting up camp.
In order to improve their lives, the team brought a dozen chickens.
But on the first day of camp, one chicken was missing and a few chicken feathers were left behind.
?It was obvious that this was the beast.
Mumu thought about putting it in a trap, but his father said that when cutting mountains and logging, it is taboo to kill animals. It was just a chicken, so he ate it.
Who would have known that the next day, the beast got even worse and took away three chickens in one go.
Mu Mu couldn't bear it anymore and put a wire trap behind his father's back. As a result, he trapped a weasel that night. But he didn't kill the weasel. He just hit it twice with a thorn stick and let it go.
I originally thought that a punishment would be enough, but I didn¡¯t know that the next night, all the chickens were killed. Moreover, those beasts did not eat the chicken at all, they just bit it to death, bled it, and then threw it openly in front of the cellar. The most disgusting thing was that they even got into the cellar and defecated in the iron pot.
Mu Mu got angry and stewed a few thighs with the killed chicken, then mixed them with rat poison and threw them around the camp.
That afternoon, a weasel foaming at the mouth was discovered not far from the camp.
After a few days, everything went smoothly, and Mu Mu thought that the matter was over.
But the night before yesterday, there were sudden bursts of strange screams outside, and Mu Mu was woken up. When he opened his eyes, he found that the mute was standing upright in the middle of the cellar with a kitchen knife, looking at the brains of his father and everyone else. What a whisper!
"Watermelon, big watermelon, my watermelon, one or two"
Then, as if he was crazy, he slashed at the kang.
Mu Mu could tell at a glance that he was possessed by evil spirits. He stood up and kicked the mute to the ground before the kitchen knife fell.
At this time, everyone woke up and held the mute down with all their hands and feet.
As the leader of the gang and the most experienced master of the gang, my father reached out and found three yellow hairs in the mute's hair.
"You go too far to bully others. If you don't teach me a lesson, you will only become more aggressive!"
After saying that, he wrapped the yellow hairs in yellow paper, cut a mahogany sword and nailed it to the wall. Then everyone spit on the yellow paper bag, and while spitting, they also said some curse words.
At this timeHearing those weird cries outside suddenly stopped and then disappeared.
After daybreak, everyone found three yellow-skinned corpses outside the door. They were all piled up into a ball shape and looked hideous in death.
¡°No, it¡¯s the day to open the mountain. Waizui, who was originally responsible for setting the date and telling the time, didn¡¯t come this year, so everyone decided to choose a date by themselves. Who would have thought that something like this would happen before the first tree was cut down today.
Mumu really thought it was an accident at first, but when he saw those yellow leather pieces hanging in the air, he understood that this was clearly another revenge.
My father said that he was not allowed to continue fighting with Mr. Huang.
Since ancient times, in this white mountain and black water, those who compete with the Five Immortals will not end well. The people in the Mu Gang also advised Mu Mu that this matter was probably God's will and there was no need to argue.
No matter what kind of sound it came from, Mu Mu heard it.
I took my father back to the camp and helped the locals save a coffin using the best red pine wood around.
With the help of the big guy, Mu Mu used a horse-drawn sledge to call daddy and sent the bones back to the old grave of Mu's family ten miles away.
In the dead of winter, there is no way to have a three-day funeral. There was no one else in the family, so Mu Mu personally took care of the whole process, and buried his father on the same day.
He was supposed to guard his father's mausoleum for three days, but everyone was afraid that he would freeze to death, so they dragged him forcefully and finally took him back to the camp.
After a sleepless night, he went to his father's cemetery at dawn the next day. There were still many things he had not said to his father. In fact, he didn't hate the Mu Gang, nor did he really want to leave Baishui Heishan. He just felt that his father was old and working too hard.
But what comes into view is a picture of dilapidation.
Since the great ancestor Mu Zhongyuan, the graves of all the elders of the Mu family have been torn down, the tombstones destroyed, and the altars trampled over. Especially my father's grave, which was dug open and the coffin was exposed. Thanks to the solid red pine wood, the coffin was still in good condition, but it had been scratched into disarray and was covered with dense paw prints. Countless filthy objects were thrown into the pit, especially weasel feces and urine.
Seeing this scene in front of him, Mu Heluo was completely angry.
He decided not to listen to his father's last words. He wanted revenge. He wanted to fight these beasts to the end. He not only wanted to kill them all, but also skinned them and cut their bodies into pieces. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com