Chapter 167 The Story or the Accident
If you can't conquer a male lion, then put it in a cage, grind its claws and teeth, and pull out the tiger's teeth, making it a humiliating existence among male lions, and it can only be watched in a cage.

The idea is very good, but it ignores the danger of the process, and there is also a dead body.

Xu Zhen looked at Song Yan with his eyes closed, thinking about whether he needed to submit a resignation application.
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Qi Yue looked at the black font on a white background that took up the entire screen, and she was in a bad mood.

Alexander Ding also comforted her intimately: [Don't worry, as long as the little white flag is not for you, nothing will happen. They usually don't give others the little white flag casually. 】

Qi Yue was even worse, not afraid that the other party would not be able to comfort others, but that the other party's reverse comfort would be too scary.

That little white flag was clearly given to her.

Alexander Ding: [Guest, do you have any questions? 】

Only half an hour later, the self-proclaimed "well-informed" expert wanted to fish.

Qi Yue swallowed the non-existent saliva, and asked him: [This is the only end for the recipient? 】

[Theoretically so.I have been studying folklore for so many years, and I haven't met anyone who can still stand in front of me after receiving the little white flag for a month.Not many people have received it in history, but it cannot be ruled out that it has changed its meaning during so many years of evolution. 】

Qi Yue held down her trembling hand: 【You mean that there were people who received this kind of small white flag in history? 】

Ding: [Yes, you are not mistaken, there are, and there are many. 】

Qi Yue slumped on the sofa weakly, so after she received the little white flag, let alone a month, it has been four or five months now, and it is unreasonable that she is still slumped on her sofa.

Yes, unreasonable, she shouldn't receive the little white flag and be safe.

Qi Yue picked up the phone again, raced against time and continued to ask: [What meaning do you think it will become after so many years of evolution? 】

Ding: [It's probably a kind of mark. After all, I haven't heard of anyone receiving it, so I really don't know. 】

After hesitating for a moment, Qi Yue told the story of receiving the little white flag.

She frantically edited the content, focusing on what happened to her in Cangshan, mainly telling him about the two little white flags.

Ding's remark was changed to "The other party is typing" and then changed back to a remark. After repeated several times, his message finally came: [You mean that you not only received the small white flag, but also received it twice, and after the More than four months and you are still safe and sound? 】

The service attitude is really good, I still don't forget "you" when I am so shocked.

Qi Yue replied to him: 【I suspect you are delaying time. 】

Man:【. . .How can it be, how about this, tell me your story, I won't charge you money, I will refund it to you. 】

Qi Yue: [That won't work, my time is also time, two hundred per hour. 】

Ding: 【.Why are you like this? You take advantage of others. 】

Qi Yue: [Forget it. 】

The other party was silent for a while, and then sent her a 200 yuan red envelope.

Qi Yue quickly accepted it, and replied: [You just said that you want to refund the money. 】

Ding: [#¥%@¥¥¥¥¥#¥@&%&*]

In the next second, she received another red envelope from this gentleman.

Qi Yue looked at the content of the page, and even felt amused in the tense atmosphere, and unconsciously raised the corner of one lip.

She confiscated the red envelope, and she also had labor fees from the other party. One oil painting cost hundreds of thousands, and one manuscript was tens of thousands. An hour was enough for her to accept an order.

Seeing that she confiscated the red envelope, Ding didn't urge her, and didn't even mention it, as if he was afraid that she would take it again if she remembered it.

Qi Yue: [What do you want to ask? 】

Alexander Ding: 【Everything, everything about you in Cangshan. 】

Qi Yue thought back on what happened, and then wrote a small composition.

While typing, she recalled what the gentleman told her about the little white flag, and felt that there were many invisible people in the originally quiet and empty room.

Qi Yue shuddered and focused all her attention on her phone.

Qi Yue typed nearly a thousand words, which took half an hour.

Alexander did not reply to her after receiving her small composition, and Qi Yue also turned to the front to see the messages and pictures the other party sent her.

The little white flag on the picture looks exactly the same as the two she received, so Qi Yue deliberately took it out of the study for comparison. After learning that this thing represents death, she dared not look at it again glance.

Little White Flag originated from a supernatural story. According to folklore experts, the story is told as a story, but the events are the prequel of the story.

And the origin of this story is a true story.

The great river has been around for 4000 years, and floods have often occurred in history.During the Tang Dynasty, there was an auspicious omen of elephants going north, which was considered by the people at that time to be a symbol of the prosperity of the country. In fact, it was more caused by the climate. The climate became warmer, the temperature difference between the north and the south decreased, and the river increased during the flood season. flood.

And that story happened 300 years after that period. On a rainy night, the flood broke out and the lives were devastated.

When the story begins, it is a happy event.

Yizhitong had a cousin aunt, and the aunt found a relative. When the wedding date came, Zhitong's grandfather took Zhitong to marry him, because her natal family was far away from her husband's house, and planned to stay at her husband's house for one night before going back to her own home.

At night, it started to rain. It was light rain at first. The child cried and refused to stay, so he asked his grandfather to take him home. His grandfather advised him: "Just stay for one night, and go back to your home tomorrow."

Zhitong insisted on not staying, crying and throwing temper tantrums. The grandfather loved Zhitong, and finally couldn't stand Zhitong's crying. He took an oil-paper umbrella from his husband's family and took Zhitong back to his home. On the way, the grandfather asked Why do children not want to stay for one night?

The childish boy replied: "I saw a small white flag on everyone's back, and I was afraid."

Grandfather just being a child is an excuse he made up at will in order not to be scolded at home.

The people who accompanied the wedding and the natal family lived in the husband's house, and only their grandparents and grandchildren returned home.After returning, the rain became heavier and heavier, from drizzle to downpour.

When the climate gets warmer, the flood season is extended, and this kind of rain has not been rare, so no one thinks there is anything strange about this rain.

Knowing that the next day, after the rain had passed, the small river on the other side of the ravine was flooded. When the flood season came, the small river flooded and became a large river, and there were corpses floating on the muddy river.

Those who died were those who were called "carrying a small white flag behind their backs" by children. The newly married man and the married girl all became floating corpses floating on the river bed.

That rain took the lives of more than 2000 people in the entire village. Except for some scholars who went out to do business or obtained fame, no one survived.

And that village is Mucuo Village.

Later, those who survived by chance returned to the village, built houses and plowed the land, developed again, and developed Mucuo Village into a small-scale village. The little white flag became an evil thing they used to curse. They also swore to seal the village from now on. Don't go out anymore.

Qi Yue is a staunch Marxist and a materialist who has been baptized in Marxism, so she didn't believe this story at first, and always felt that this so-called folklore expert probably just found a story with a supernatural color to scare her .

Ding said, "You probably won't believe it, but a child's eyes are cleaner than anyone else's. If it wasn't for fear, why would he go home in a rainy night?" 】

(End of this chapter)

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