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Chapter 3358 Mu Heluo 3

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    Mu Heluo reburied his father's grave alone, but he knew that this matter was not over yet.

    Outside the customs, everyone knows that yellow skins are arrogant and evil. If you mess with them in one generation, they will hate you for three generations.

    If I guess correctly, they will come again tonight.

    I had heard earlier that a hunter in the Gala River area accidentally killed a yellow-skinned man.

    Later, after the hunter died, his grave was buried nine times. In other words, those yellow men made trouble nine times before finally allowing the hunter to be buried in peace.

    The wood returned to the cellar calmly.

    As soon as Lao Gangzi Tou died, the people of the Mugang dispersed. Several people were packing their bedrolls and preparing to go back.  Several others are also preparing to defect to other wooden gangs.

    The best friends of Lao Wangtou and Gangzitou saw that Gangzitou's body was still cold and they were about to disperse. They couldn't help but cursed: "Times have changed, people's hearts are as thin as paper, right? Old Gangzitou just now  A day after he was buried, you all started to argue and break up? Are your consciences eaten by dogs? Erzhu, let me talk about you first. You are a foreigner. You had no house, no house, no land. If Gang Zitou hadn¡¯t arranged for you that winter, you  I will freeze to death. And Lao Wai, that year when I rolled down the mountain, you had to carry the pole back in thigh-deep snow. Have you all fucking forgotten?"

    Lao Yang also said at the side: "We old forest people are most particular about truth. Let me tell you, you have indeed gone too far. No matter what, we have to burn the head of Lao Gangzi seven times. You leave now,  Is it a bit like that or something"

    "Lao Wang, Lao Yang, we don't have to leave. Now that the leverage is gone, we don't have anyone to take the lead."

    "That's right, we can't forget our past kindness, but we have to make money to live."

    "I would rather stay, but now that the Great Immortal has made trouble, we can't do this job. What if it's our turn again one day?"

    At this time, the mute suddenly slapped the table and stood up, holding a kitchen knife in his hand and roaring angrily.

    Old Wang sighed and muttered: "Mute, please stop making noise. Is that great immortal so easy to deal with? Go ahead and make a pot of pimple soup for Mu Mu. He came back from the cemetery early in the morning and hasn't eaten yet."

    "No need!"

    Mu Mu, who had been silent at this time, stood up and said loudly: "Listen to me, everyone, give me seven days, and I will definitely handle my father's affairs. The Coffin Liang Zimu Gang cannot be disbanded. Without Gangzitou, I  Come and carry it, I will carry it if you are short of food and clothing, and all the work will be on me. In a word, from now on, Liang Zimu has the final say for me, and he will never open a mountain to worship the mountain god."

    Having said this, Mu Mu glanced at the crowd and said: "Now, if you still want to leave, come to me and get three days' salary. If you don't want to leave, you can eat and sleep."

    Lao Wang hurriedly asked: "Eat and sleep? Don't you work?"

    "I won't do it. Didn't I tell you, give me seven days. You can do whatever you want during these seven days, and the working hours will be paid!" Mumu said coldly: "I'm going out to the mountains today and I'll be back later."

    Everyone looked at a young man who was only sixteen or seventeen, as if overnight, he became a big and small guy.  They originally planned to leave, but for some reason they put down the quilt because they saw in the child's eyes what the old man looked like when he was young.

    No, it seems that there is a bit of fierceness in the calmness.

    Mumu and Mute drove the tractor out of the mountain, and went to the agricultural marketing station outside the mountain to buy four bags of aged fertilizer.  I went to the town to replenish the diesel fuel for Mubang and came back near the afternoon.  After coming back, he and the mute have been playing around in the warehouse.  No one knew what he was doing, but before evening, there were already dozens of palm-sized brown paper bags in the warehouse.

    Lao Wai went to the warehouse and secretly told everyone that there was a strong smell of nitrate in the warehouse, and the words ammonium nitrate fertilizer were written on the pocket on the floor.  In those days, all villages organized their own firecrackers to open mountains and fire cannons. Everyone knew that this wooden boy was speculating on dynamite.

    Erzhuzi also muttered: "This wood is in a hurry. I just saw that he took out the old cannon barrel that Lao Gangzitou had before and polished it shiny. When he came back from outside today, he also had an extra iron crossbow.  .¡±

    After hearing this, three or four people didn't even eat dinner, so they quietly picked up their luggage and left.

    The remaining dozen or so people were also a little distraught.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????mbOUT off and said ??wait seven days, it turned out that he was going to have sex with Mr. Huang.

    Isn¡¯t this taking your life?

    Those who are backdoor to ask for life are fighting with Huang Erye. Can you fight?

    But the mute threw the bowl on the table, pointed at everyone's crotch with a kitchen knife and made a circle.??Go out in disdain.

    Lao Wang smiled bitterly and said: "The mute is scolding us for not having a crotch! That's right, we are not afraid of a child, so what are we afraid of!"

    Everyone thought that since Mu Mu wanted to take revenge, he would definitely pull everyone together to do it.

    Who knows, after dinner, he just put on his canvas bag, put on his otter skin hat, and went out alone, carrying his gun and crossbow.

    Mu Mu first rubbed himself with dried mugwort, so that he could get rid of his strange smell.  Huang Pizi's nose is very sharp, otherwise it would be easy to smell that he is around.  Before it was completely dark, I chose the best shooting position around my father's graveyard and lay there for two hours.  A distance of twenty to thirty meters, for him who grew up in the mountains, he could hit wherever he wanted!

    Sure enough, as soon as the moon rose, seven or eight weasels came chirping.

    Like children, they kicked up their hind legs, raised their front legs and walked on tiptoes. Then they circled the tomb twice, deliberately walked to the tombstone, and all peed on it.

    At this time, Mu Mu first set up the crossbow, pointed it at the yellow leather that was standing on top of the tomb bag, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

    The sound of the iron crossbow was not loud, and the crossbow arrow accurately shot through the head of the yellow-skinned animal.

    The rhubarb skin rolled down from the grave bag, and the remaining few flocked around it.  However, they were used to being arrogant and did not leave. Instead, they looked around with wide eyes and squeaked wildly, looking like they were clamoring.

    The wood was unhurried, and then the old shotgun barrel was replaced, and the dead yellow leather was used as the bullseye, and the most fatal shot was fired.

    A nest of yellow skins will kill you instantly.  Only the one near the edge was still alive after being shot in the bloody thigh.

    In fact, this is a life left intentionally by the wood.  He had to leave one alive to report back, because he also wanted to play with a bigger one.

    Mu Mu walked over and watched Huang Pizi struggling and staggering away. Instead of chasing him, he skinned the dead Huang Pizi one by one in front of Huang Pizi and hung them on the branches.

    As for the remaining Huangpizi¡¯s body, of course he took out an ax and chopped it into pieces right in front of his father¡¯s grave.

    He knew that the yellow-skinned man had not left yet and was watching him from a distance.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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