Chapter 162 Killing Pigs

Butcher Wei is very courageous. Most people's first reaction when encountering such a thing is fear.

He really cares about money.

Li Jun looked at this copper coin, Yinren's money?

Yin people's money is the copper money used by ghosts. The problem is that there is no underworld in this world.

It is nothing more than some mortals with stronger souls, who can communicate with ghosts and gods, and then solve some troubles of mortals.

These ghosts and gods are generally very weak.

"Master Immortal, please drink tea."

A crisp voice sounded, Li Jun raised his head, and a pretty woman appeared in front of him.

The woman was wearing pink silk, and a pair of beautiful embroidered shoes on her feet. She didn't wear socks, and her exposed insteps were white.

Butcher Wei glanced at the woman foolishly, and smiled naively: "Lady, go and get some delicious dishes. By the way, stew the pig's trotters left over from the morning, and prepare some wine. I'll treat Master Xian to have a drink."

"Hmm."

Wei Tuhu's wife covered her lips and smiled, and secretly glanced at Li Jun, her eyes were full of love, and her gestures were all kinds of coquettish.

Wei Tuhu's wife is very beautiful, white and clean, delicate and delicate, with small feet, and she walks like a weak willow supporting the wind.

Butcher Wei's height and body are different from ordinary people. Standing together, the two look like a giant and a baby. It's very weird. I don't know how the two of them live...

"Is my wife beautiful?"

Li Jun nodded.

Butcher Wei smiled innocently, and said proudly: "My wife was rescued by me, she is a very good woman."

"Nice woman?"

Li Jun recalled the look in the woman's eyes before she left, and felt a chill.

……

Wei Tuhu's house.

There is a pine table in the courtyard, three big men are sitting on the table, a woman is waiting beside it, it is Li Jun, Wei Hu, Wu De, the woman is Wei Hu's wife, Li Honghong.

Only then did Li Jun take a closer look at Li Honghong, and found that she was not only beautiful, but also young, definitely not older than her age.

Wei Hu is an old bachelor, at least 30 years old. It's not that Wei Hu's family is poor. In fact, how many poor butchers are there?
It's just that Wei Husheng is ugly, and he is engaged in the killing business. The most important thing is that his body shape is too different from ordinary people. Few women dare to marry because they are afraid of death.

"Master Immortal, this pig's trotter was killed last night. My husband-in-law was not willing to sell it this morning, so he kept it here on purpose. I stewed it with rock sugar. It tastes soft and glutinous. Master Immortal, please try it."

Li Honghong looked at Li Jun with a smile, scooped up the shiny pig's trotter with a spoon, and put it straight into Li Jun's bowl, her plain hand touched Li Jun's arm intentionally or unintentionally.

Li Jun frowned, and moved his arm away calmly.

"Thank you, I'm vegetarian."

Li Jun pushed the bowl away, Wu Deer understood it this time, and hurriedly helped Li Jun change a new bowl, Li Jun gave him a wink.

"Wu De, when you join my school, remember that you need to be a vegetarian for three months before you can formally learn art."

"Well?"

Just as Wu De picked up the shiny pig's trotters with his chopsticks, and was about to feed them into his mouth, when he heard Li Jun's words, his hands trembled in fright, and the pig's trotters fell to the ground.

Depressed, Wu De kicked the pig's trotters out, and Wei Hu's dog took it.

"Master Immortal, look at this saber."

While Li Jun was chewing on the vegetarian dishes, Wei Hu suddenly took out a broken knife from under the table, and smiled naively: "This is my family's ancestral knife, and it is also the matchmaker between me and my wife. Some time ago..."

Wei Hu told Li Jun.

Some time ago, he was on his way, missed the inn, and stayed at a farmhouse in the evening.

At night, the pigs raised by the farmer's wife kept screaming. After hearing that Wei Hu was a butcher, the farmer begged him to help kill the pigs.

If the pig screams for no reason, it means that the pig is sick. If the pig dies from the disease, the meat will lose its taste and cannot be sold at a good price.

You have to kill the pig before it's dead.

Wei Hu originally didn't want to kill pigs outside, but the peasant woman begged hard and took out copper coins, and the butcher Wei agreed softly.

After the agreement was made, the peasant woman went to the back kitchen to boil water and prepare pots and pans for butchering pigs. Wei Hu took out the butcher's knife that he carried with him.

A broken knife.

This broken knife was handed down by Wei Huzu. It killed thousands of pigs, and it was finally broken in half, so it was useless.

But when Wei Hu goes out, he is used to carrying this knife with him as a protective knife.

Now there is no other pig-killing knife around, Wei Hu is going to use this knife to kill pigs.

When he came to the pigsty, he saw a big fat pig huddled in the corner, with frightened and sad eyes, screaming and trembling.

Wei Hu's heart skipped a beat.

He had killed countless pigs, and this was the first time he saw a pig with such eyes.

Although Butcher Wei felt that he should not respond, he still led the fat pig to the rice field.

He is very tall, a big fat pig that can be subdued by a few ordinary people, but he can subdue it with ease by himself.

"Hmph, help~"

Wei Hu shook his hand, and the big fat pig took the opportunity to break free, but instead of running away, it just lay on the ground and howled, the tone of howling was like... help.

Wei Hu was startled.

He instantly understood that this fat pig was transformed from a human being, and that there was something wrong with this farmer, it was... a ghost.

Wei Hu took a deep breath and signaled Fat Pig not to bark. Fat Pig understood and nodded.

Wei Hu shielded the broken knife in front of his chest, and sneaked into the back kitchen with Fat Pig.

Sure enough, the peasant woman was boiling water, and the stove was filled with clothes, stained with blood. The peasant woman lit the clothes, pulled out a white thing from behind, put it in the stove, and lit it.

crackling.

Wei Hu was terrified.

It turned out to be a long-legged white bone with fascia and white flesh on it.

Wei Hu was also courageous and had a great sense of justice. His eyes turned red instantly, he took out the broken knife and rushed over.

"To die."

Wei Hu yelled and chopped it off with a single blow.

The peasant woman turned her head, stunned, a head rolled off, and the peasant woman's family in the next room heard the voice and asked who was it?

Wei Hu didn't say a word. After killing the peasant woman, he took the fat pig and trotted all the way. After running for about ten miles, Wei Hu stopped panting.

Fat Pig gently arched him, and turned into a young woman, Li Honghong.

Li Honghong told him tearfully that she was an orphan girl, she went to visit relatives, went to a peasant woman's house, and asked for a sip of water to drink, but unexpectedly...

After drinking the water, she became dizzy and fell into a coma. When she woke up, she realized that she had turned into a pig and was locked in a pigsty.

The peasant woman's family came to see her every day, fed her pig food, pointed at her, and discussed how to kill her for the New Year and share the meat.

Li Honghong was very scared.

After several days of panic, Wei Hu finally arrived. From that day on, Wei Hu finally had a wife.

After Wei Hu finished speaking, he took a sip of wine and smiled: "This is the story of me and my wife. I never thought that such a rough man like me could marry such a beautiful wife."

"Sir, why bring up old things?"

Li Honghong laughed coquettishly and said: "The concubine turned into a pig at that time, must be very ugly?"

"Neither ugly nor ugly, even if the lady becomes a pig, she will be whiter than other pigs, haha!" Wei Hu's expression turned pale.

(End of this chapter)

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