Go back to the valley to farm

Chapter 658 Horror Story Night

Li Junge turned out the white sugar, mixed it into the wild fruit bowl, then sealed it with plastic film, and said to Wei Wei: "This thing is very simple, mix it with sugar and let it sit overnight, and put it in the pot tomorrow, add fruit wine, water, and boil it The stickiness is jam."

After speaking, he looked at a bunch of bamboo shoots and said, "This one has to be disposed of tonight."

After speaking, he opened the two kimchi jars, made an empty jar as much as possible, filled it with bamboo shoots, and said: "This is how the sour bamboo shoots are soaked. Next time you bring a duck, then you can make a duck pot with sour soup."

Then add some water to boil the alkaline water used to cook the noodles, throw in the bamboo shoots and start cooking.

After a while, I saw a head protruding from the outside, it was Zongba: "Jungle, where do you get the ashes?"

Li Junge asked: "Why do you want plant ash?"

Zongba said: "Fertilize, didn't you use plant ash and silt to make nutritious soil to grow vegetables in the show?"

Li Junge smiled: "Hey, remember so clearly? You don't need to do that here, you can just turn over the ground and plant it. Have you all done it?"

Zongba proudly said: "We are eighteen arhats!"

Li Junge just thought it was funny: "It's only been a long time since I went up the mountain, and even the gangsters have come out? How about calling the Eighteen Scholars? Let's go and have a look."

When I came to the house, I saw that a vegetable garden made of bamboo fence had been tidied up. The fence was half the height of a person, with a firewood gate open. It looked really similar to the one made by Li Junge in "No Man's Island".

Even turned the ground over.

Li Junge said: "It's amazing! There are so many people and strength, so let's go to the dam in front and have a bonfire party!"

Today the boys were practicing martial arts behind the house and piled up a lot of firewood.

Each person carried a bundle of firewood to the dam, and Li Junge directed everyone to set up a bonfire frame, stuffed straw and twigs in the middle, and lit the fire.

Back in the kitchen, put the bamboo shoots into a large basin, rinse them with cold water, take them out with a large dustpan, set a small basin in front of each person, and tell them to tear each bamboo shoot into eight strips from the bottom.

Throw the coriander root picked today, fat sea, and some white tea wood chips into the teapot, put it on the fire and burn it.

Weiwei put a plate in front of everyone, put some peanuts, halva, dried fruit, etc. in it, and everyone sat around, eating, drinking and chatting while working.

There are also many things to play, such as idiom solitaire, antiphonal songs, drumming and flower performances, it is a joy to play.

After a while, the flower was passed to Li Junge.

Leaning back against Dadai, with white dogs beside him, walnut lazily grasping grains of salt on his head, Li Junge tore shredded bamboo shoots in his hand, and said in his mouth, "How about I tell you a fairy tale... "

The moonlight is not clear tonight, and there are dark mountains all around. Except for the bonfire light of the research station, there is no light in the whole mountain.

From time to time, there are all kinds of strange noises in the woods.

The atmosphere alone is very good.

So Li Junge began to speak in a deep voice: "The Chinese believe that all things with nine orifices, or some lucky animals and plants, and even utensils with human faces painted on them, can absorb the energy of moonlight at night. Over time, you will have a soul, open your mind, be able to grow limbs, be able to move, and even get some magical powers, becoming a so-called spirit monster..."

"I don't know what year and month it was, but such a strange thing happened in the Li family's old house in Xiahe. When the girls get up to go to the toilet at night, they often find someone peeping outside. Through the door under the partition door Through the gap, you can see a pair of feet wearing straw sandals standing outside."

"Several servants discussed in private, we must catch this lustful man and hand him over to the master for justice."

"One day, a servant girl met this peeping man again, so she broke through the partition door and jumped out, grabbing the man's trousers."

"But when she looked up, she was so frightened that she fainted with an 'ow' sound!"

Li Junge's "嗤" was so shrill that half of the eighteen arhats jumped up in fright.

Before he calmed down, Li Junge said again: "So this guy..."

Suddenly he slapped his thigh, and there was a loud slap: "No head!"

Now the rest of the Arhats also jumped up in fright.

"I saw that man with his upper body naked, his complexion dark and shiny, with one eye on one side of his chest, and where his nose should be, there is a long slit under his eyes, where his belly button should be, but instead he has a big black mouth." , there are a few big black teeth scattered inside, and every time you take a step, there will be a 'boom', 'boom' sound in your stomach..."

It can be said that Li Junge grew up in various horror stories in his childhood. Children in the city grew up watching cats and mice and listening to Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tales.

But if the children in the country let their grandma tell stories, they will most likely be Mrs. Xiong, the chicken foot god, the chisel demon, the toilet god, or Huang Daxian and Hu Daxian. God made love and beauty.

There are too many such stories in Li Junge's stomach, and Li Junge is also a good storyteller. He vividly rendered the headless monster making trouble in the old house of Lijiagou, and pulled a group of people into a terrifying and bizarre situation. night.

"...It wasn't until later, when the Li family was renovating the old house, that a servant accidentally broke a water tank in the kitchen, and the water in the water tank immediately turned bloody and spilled out, and people discovered that the water tank did not know When did the bear draw facial features on the back...Since then, there have been no headless monsters in the old house..."

After a story was told, the people sitting in a circle looked at each other, their faces turned pale, and they fell into the pit again. How could this be a fairy tale?
Zongba was the one who rolled into the cemetery when he was stealing youth. He was particularly timid and immediately protested: "Jungle! You are scaring people again! This is a horror story, not a fairy tale!"

Li Junge was not convinced: "Then why ducks in your country can talk, mice are bigger than dogs, and they have been featured in movies and TV shows! Did we Chinese say anything?"

Zongba covered his forehead with his hands: "You're talking about Mickey Mouse and Donald Duck. Is that the same thing? What they preach is friendship..."

Li Junge said: "I also have a story that promotes friendship! Let me tell you another one. Well... it was the old house of the Li family. There was a Xinuang Pavilion back then. People who lived in it would die inexplicably the next day. The family members said that it was haunted. ..."

"There was a scholar who didn't believe in evil, and refused to listen to dissuasion, so he stayed in it..."

"Although the scholar is bold, he doesn't dare to sleep, so he lights a candle and reads a book."

"In the middle of the night, I heard a knock on the door outside the attic, and a voice asked in a low voice: 'Heijia man, Heijia man, is the scholar in the pavilion asleep?'"

"Except for the scholar, there is obviously no one else in the room, but I heard a voice from under the bed reply: 'Huangqiu man, Huangqiu man, the scholar in the pavilion is not asleep yet, go back to the east pavilion first, and you will come back later.'"

"After a while, there was another knock on the door outside the attic, and another voice asked: 'Heijia man, Heijia man, is the scholar in the pavilion asleep?'"

"The voice in the room replied: 'Red Crown Man, Red Crown Man, the scholar in the pavilion is still awake, go back to the back wall first, and come back later.'"

"The scholar didn't dare to sleep anymore, he just hoped to stay up until dawn, but the candle was getting shorter and shorter... It seemed that it was still early in the morning, but the candle was about to go out. At this moment, suddenly! A gust of wind is blowing... Ouch, I am in a hurry to urinate, I need to go to the bathroom first!"

A group of people were listening intently, when Li Junge stood up suddenly, startling the crowd again.

Wei Wei was so angry that he grabbed Li Junge: "Kill you broken dog! Don't leave until the story is finished!"

Li Junge said: "People have three urgencies, how can we delay! Let go quickly, I will come as soon as I go..."

After a while, Li Junge turned back slowly and saw a group of people looking at him quietly and eagerly, and said, "Huh? Are you still waiting to hear the story? The first half of the story is scary, and the rest is nothing."

"In the back, the scholar tried to stay up until dawn and took his master with him. He first went to the East Pavilion to find an old yellow-haired cat, then went to the chicken sinus under the back wall to find an old rooster with red crowns, and finally returned to the West Nuan Pavilion. A palm-sized black scorpion was found in a crack in the wall next to the bed, and it was chopped down with a few swords, and then the Li family's old house was peaceful for a while..."

Wei Wei rested her hand on her forehead: "Why did the Li family's old house offend you and make up so many scary jokes? What's the meaning of calming down for a while, which means there are many such stories in the future, right... besides, this has nothing to do with friendship. Does it matter?"

Li Junge plausibly said: "Why doesn't it matter? What is the highest state of friendship? Blessings are shared, and difficulties are shared! You see, the three monsters first ate people together, and then they were knifed together. Although the rivers and lakes are full of waves, friendship is a small boat." Never turn over..."

Then tonight inexplicably turned into horror story night.This alone is not enough, every time Li Junge finished telling a story, he began to pass the flowers by beating drums, and the person who got the flowers had to deliver the flowers to the place he designated by himself.

After the next story was told, the drumming began to pass the flowers again. The unlucky ghost who got caught had to go and get back the flowers that had been placed before. After everyone had seen them, they would send the flowers to another place designated by Li Junge.

Then, Li Junge was so bad that he didn't need it. After talking about the toilet god, people would definitely send flowers to the toilet.

After talking about the mirror demon, people have to send flowers into the bathroom.

After talking about the snake demon, well, the place where the ropes are piled up in the warehouse is a good place.

And most of all, no!May!open!lamp!

The story is indeed fascinating, but it is also frightening. When I listen to it, I am surprised and amazed. In one round, a group of people are in pain and happiness like this.

After playing until late at night, Li Junge said, "It's almost time? It's time to go to bed! How do you live tonight?"

The Eighteen Arhats were almost going crazy from fright, and huddled together: "We live together."

Li Junge went into the warehouse, opened a large plastic sheet and spread it on the floor, took out the quilts kept by the forest rangers here, put them on a few beds, threw a few more quilts on them, and said, "You don't need to take off your clothes, just make do with it." Let's go all night. Don't worry, there are Bai Da and Da Hua guarding them tonight, no ghosts and snakes can get close, get a good night's sleep, and we will go down the mountain after breakfast tomorrow morning!"

Back in the main room, only to find that the three uncle Yaoshi were drunk.

Put the three of them on their backs to rest in the guest room on the second floor, Li Junge asked Wei Wei to go to bed first, put away the shredded bamboo shoots, buried dozens of potatoes under the ashes of the bonfire, and put the shredded bamboo shoots on the bonfire pond to surround them. Only then did I return to the room where the college students slept, and find a corner to rest against.

(End of this chapter)