Chapter 47

Wan Sanqiang also has a stubborn temper, so he snapped: "Oh, what a fool! Isn't this blind? I didn't come to see a doctor, I'm not sick! I was fetching water from the edge of the well that day, and Mr. Cong came from the underworld. He came back from the underworld, passed by there, and asked me for a drink of water, but I really didn’t see it! I’m an ordinary person, how can I see the real soul of this old man! I’m here to make amends to this old man!”

"Oh?! Are you Wan Sanqiang from Pianpoyu?" Someone asked curiously.

"Ang, what's the matter? Yes, what's the matter! I, Wansan, forcibly refused to change my name and surname! What's wrong!" Wansan's stubborn temper came up.

"Oh, you really are Wansanqiang, tell me, what happened that day?"

"Oh?! Did you really fetch water from the well that day?" Everyone coaxed Wan Sanqiang around, asking this and that, wanting to know the details of Wan Sanqiang's experience that day.

Everyone scrambled to ask.Did you hear the rustling of leaves?Is there anyone else?I even asked if there were cats and dogs nearby, how high the old man (the sun) was, whether it was windy, whether there were clouds, etc.

In the end, everyone came to the conclusion that Wan Sanqiang was the one who witnessed the passing of the Fourth Emperor, and he should be given priority to see the Fourth Emperor, without queuing.

Wan Sanqiang carried two boxes of flavored snack boxes, followed the soldier, from the west end of the camp to the east end of the camp, and all he saw were people queuing up.

Some came from Liangchufu Street, some came from Changshan Jilagachuan Road, some came from Maoer Shanchuan Road, and some came from Delejichuan Road...these people from Jiuchuan and Eighteen Branches gathered together.

When passing by the small empty market in the Gong's compound, he saw Xie Zaihao selling fried soybeans and fried Maoka.

He thought to himself, when the armor grows, it is the brain (flexibility), and every small seam has to be squeezed in to make money.

Arriving at the Cong's compound, Wan Sanqiang was taken aback by the situation in front of him.

The whole yard is surrounded by soldiers, and there are two soldiers who are in charge of inspection at the door.

The person who came was allowed to enter the yard after being touched by the two soldiers.

The soldier who led Wan Sanqiang and the two soldiers at the door muttered for a while, and then signaled Wan Sanqiang to enter the courtyard.

When I entered the courtyard, I met a few people who had just finished their treatment, and I heard them arguing——

"Oh, according to the Four Emperors, I can live to be 80 years old!" A person said happily.

"Ang, mine is not short either, it says I can live to 75!" The other one was also very happy.

There was another one who didn't make a sound, and they asked him, and he burst into tears: "Oh, you said that I have suffered a bloody disaster recently!"

Wan Sanqiang listened to them talking and thought to himself, this is for seeing a doctor, or for fortune-telling!

Following the long formation, Wan Sanqiang came to the small pharmacy in the courtyard of Cong's family.

Just as Wan Sanqiang was about to go in, he was shocked by shouts from inside.

"Ang, you are not sick and come here to me? I am a doctor, not a fortune-teller!" He listened to the four emperors shouting inside, "Please come back, please come back, you! Tell the outside, if you want to fortune-telling and ask your life span , Ask good or bad luck, go to the temple, don't come into my courtyard!"

It seems that the usually gentle and gentle four emperors are really angry.

Wan Sanqiang tiptoed in with a snack box, just in time to be seen from the Fourth Emperor who had just lost his temper.

The four eyes met, they were stunned from the Four Emperors, and the scene in the dream immediately appeared in front of them, the Wansanqiang on the edge of the well, the cool well water...

Wan Sanqiang came in and made eye contact with the Fourth Emperor. He was so frightened that he knelt down on the ground, crying and said: "Mr. Cong, don't you blame the villain, I really didn't see you that day! Ordinary people, how can I see your true soul! You always forgive me!"

Seeing Wan Sanqiang from the Four Emperors, he was taken aback for a moment, then immediately came to his senses, and hurried over to help Wan Sanqiang up.

"Oh, Lao Wan, Lao Wan, get up quickly, how can I blame you for this matter."

As soon as Wan Sanqiang listened to what the Fourth Emperor said, he immediately smiled through his tears, and wiped his tears and said: "Ang, I knew that Mr. Cong is a good person, and he is not a small-minded person (narrow-minded)."

The two of them said some polite words again, and before leaving, Wan Sanqiang insisted on accepting snacks from the Fourth Emperor.

Since the Four Emperors couldn't resist, they asked Hou Zhang to go to the kitchen to get a chicken that Bao Yixian had confinement, and gave it back to Wan Sanqiang.

Wan Sanqiang happily walked out of Cong's compound with the chicken in his hand.

When passing by those long queues, he saw those pairs of eyes casting envious glances, and he was very happy.

Since the Four Emperors lost their temper and said that they would no longer accept people who asked about life expectancy and good or bad luck, the number of people who came to the field to see a doctor gradually decreased, but another storm came again.

The person who was reprimanded by the Four Emperors for the bloody disaster was captured by the soldiers within two days.

It turned out that he was a village guard who ran back from digging trenches at the front line of Qingyang Mountain.

The Southern Army dealt with the fleeing rural guards according to military law and prepared to shoot them.

During the execution, some of the onlookers who had been bullied by the township guards said: "Oh, it's cheap to shoot him. They did things that don't have a butt hole. They did too much. Picking people with a saber is called picking people."

It sounds right to the soldiers, it’s good to pick people, so save bullets, bullets are so expensive now.

As a result, the soldier picked him up with a saber, and his blood flowed into the small river.

Killing is like a set of lighted firecrackers. Once one of the fuzes catches fire, the whole set of firecrackers will go off one by one.

Picking out the members of the township protection team this time seemed to ignite the long-standing grievances in the hearts of those who were bullied by the township protection team.

The grievances exploded in an instant, and the entire Chilechuan Jiuchuan Shibacha had incidents of picking and guarding the township team members.

Those village guards who dug trenches from the front line and sneaked home were all reported by neighbors and dragged to the river beach to be picked.

Their blood flowed from the ditches to the Chile River.

People suddenly discovered that the people in this valley not only know how to farm, but also kill people, and kill people in various ways.

On Weizigou Chuandao, a village guard who sneaked home was dragged to the beach by soldiers of the Confederate Army.

A village guard from Taiyanggou Chuandao returned home, but no one in the village reported it to the Southern Army. In the middle of the night, the villagers tied him to a big tree in the mountain.

The next morning everyone went to the mountain to see that this man had been ripped out of his internal organs by the gangsters, and he was ripped out to death.

The scariest way to kill people is Feng Dahammer, the blacksmith in his subordinate kitchen.

He was once dragged to accompany him when the village guards were picking people, and he was full of resentment in his heart.

When a village guard was executed, he came up with a sledgehammer in his throat.

Confederate soldiers threatened him with guns, but he was not deterred.

Feng Dachui swung the sledgehammer and threw it at the head of the village guard, knocking down the wooden stakes that tied him down.

He took advantage of the opportunity to smash the man's head, and the onlookers "coaxed—" came up, and shouted beside him: "Oh, smash! Smash him hard! Smash him, a bastard! Good! Good!".

Feng Dahammer smashed the man to death, but he still couldn't get angry. The sledgehammer kept hitting the man's body for an hour, until the body of the village guard was smashed into meat paste.

That night, dozens of gangsters gathered on the river beach to grab meat sauce and fight in full swing.

When it was dawn, some trustworthy people went to the river beach to watch the excitement, and found that the man had left, and the man's body was only left with some bones and dregs.

From then on, Feng Dachui also went crazy, wandering around Daxigou River with a sledgehammer all day long, shouting "Ang, I smashed you to death! I smashed you to death!" from time to time.

Many people avoided him when they saw him, lest the sledgehammer hit their heads.

(End of this chapter)

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