Daughter-in-law

Chapter 196

"What story?" I crossed my hands, grinding my nails.

This yellow-skinned child is a demon, not a ghost, and it is a dead yellow-skinned child. This is the first time I have encountered this kind of yellow-skinned child. I have no experience at all, so I can't figure out how to deal with it for a while. story, I might as well listen to it.

I have yin qi to protect my body, and that yellow-skinned child knew it couldn't deal with me, so it stopped attacking and sat down on the table.

"This matter has to be talked about 60 years ago." Huang Pizi who was sitting on the table said slowly.

60 years ago, in Jinshui Village in the countryside of Jishui City, there lived a young man named Li Jinhuan. No one even came to propose marriage.

I listened quietly, knowing that the young man Huang Pizi was talking about was the old man in the room on the second floor. Now he is a top-notch rich man. I didn't expect that he was so poor back then.

The yellow-skinned child lay down on the table, narrowed its eyes looking at me, and then gently wagged its tail.

With its tail shaking, the space in front of my eyes began to change, and now I have left that room, but behind a small mountain village.

I smiled, this is just the illusion of that yellow man, and this illusion is not advanced, as long as I want to, I can use the Yin Qi in my body to break it, I know, that man is not trying to trap me, but Want to show me something.

There is a small forest behind the small mountain village. I took a look and saw that the village was dilapidated. It looked like a scene from a movie in the 60s and [-]s.

By this time it was evening, and the sun had set, but it was not completely dark.

A young man in coarse clothes hurried towards the grove. His clothes were all patched, his face was sallow and full of vegetables, his body was as thin as hemp sticks, and he couldn't even walk. Staggering, it looks like I don’t know how many days I have been hungry.

The man was holding a chicken in his hand, a big rooster with bright fur, struggling constantly in his hand.

The man carried the rooster, walked to the side of the woods, and knelt down with a plop. In front of him lay a yellow-skinned child. The yellow-skinned child was about the size of a puppy, and the fur on its body was slightly shaggy. Pale, it seems that the age is not young.

It's just that Huang Pizi lying on the ground is dying, skinny, and seems to be starving to death.

The man took out a knife in his arms, chopped off the head of the chicken, and then fed the chicken blood to Huang Pizi. Huang Pizi lying on the ground kept moving his mouth, and he recovered a little after a while. With strength, he actually stood up on the ground.

Huang Pizi stood up and yelled at the man a few times, as if talking.

The man knelt on the ground and kowtowed a few more times, and said in his mouth: "Huang Daxian, this is the rooster I stole. I saved your life today. I hope you will bless me in the future so that I won't be poor again."

The yellow-skinned boy looked at him, its eyes rolled, and it seemed to be thinking about something like a human being.

After a while, Huang Pizi raised his head, roared at the sky, and then swept his tail, and the tip of its tail fell off and fell to the ground.

Then Huang Pizi kept nodding to the man, as if telling him to pick up the tip of the tail.

The man understood what Huang Pizi meant, and excitedly held the tip of his tail in his hand, kowtowing non-stop.

The yellow skin that had lost a part of its tail seemed to have collapsed again, then picked up the rooster on the ground and walked directly into the woods.

Looking at the picture in front of me, I already understood that the young man is probably the old man on the second floor, and the yellow leather dog is the one in the portrait, and the scene in front of me should be the scene they met for the first time.

The old man back then was just a poor and white young man, and for some unknown reason, the yellow-skinned boy fell behind the village and was about to die. It was he who stole a chicken and saved the yellow-skinned boy's life.

Seeing that the yellow-skinned child is about the size of a puppy, and its hair has turned slightly white, it can be seen that it has already acquired the skills.

The man saved Huang Pizi, and Huang Pizi gave him the tip of his tail as a reward.

Grandpa said that some living beings can help people change their fortune after they have Taoism, but generally those who have enlightened intelligence will not do it, because it will affect their practice. The calamity will be more serious, and it can even make them irrecoverable, and their souls will be scattered.

That's why my grandfather wanted to cut off the tail of the yellow-skinned child who tempted me to worship.

The yellow-skinned boy gave him a part of its tail, which means that it is willing to share half of its own fortune with him. From now on, the fortunes of one person and one yellow-skinned boy will be the same, so that person will gradually make a fortune in the future, and finally become a rich man .

And Huang Pizi did this because the chicken back then used this method to repay that person.

At this time, I finally understood why the old man's house did not enshrine ghosts and gods, but a yellow leather child. It turned out that this yellow leather child gave him all these things.

But why is there only a soul left in this yellow skin, and why does it say that it wants to kill that old man?
At this time, the picture in front of me changed, and I had come to a villa. The villa had two floors and looked very luxurious. Through the outside window, I could see a family of three having dinner inside.

It was a mother and her son, both in their twenties.

At this time, a black car stopped outside the villa, and an old man and a middle-aged man in black walked out.

The two looked into the villa, silent for a long time.

The old man looked more than 50 years old, and his face was extremely familiar. He was the young man who gave Huang Pizi a chicken, and now the old man on the second floor.

Although he is only 50 years old, the old man's body is very bent and he keeps coughing. I can see that his life expectancy is approaching, and he has only a few days to live.

Looking at this old man, I couldn't help but wonder in my heart. Looking at him, he should have died back then, but I saw him today, and he is over 80 years old, and he is still alive and well. Why is this?

"Mr. Liu, have you made up your mind yet?" At this time, the middle-aged man in black said to the old man.

His speech was a bit weird, and his pronunciation was rather strange, not like the pronunciation that Chinese people should have at all.

Hearing that man's voice, my heart moved, he is a Japanese!

In Caomiao Village, I have heard Japanese speak, they have this kind of accent, and this man has yellow skin and black hair, plus his pronunciation when he speaks, there is nothing wrong with him being Japanese!

(End of this chapter)