World Tibet Bureau

Chapter 427 Don’t argue with unruly people

The next day we played mahjong again.

In the evening, Fourth Master Ni came back to report that today there were still six people pulling the trolley down the mountain to buy groceries, but the personnel had been changed. Since there was no other place to go to Dongchan Temple, we still took the same road as yesterday.

I replied: "Okay!"

Daylight the next day.

I asked San Heizi to get a four-wheeled cart, and then went to the manhole to get some fertilizer, put it in a bucket on the four-wheeled cart, and went up the mountain in the afternoon.

Fourth Master Ni, Lu Cenyin and Wang Tu were staying at the hotel.

On the way, Sanheizi was a little confused and asked me what I was doing with these things. It smelled so bad.

I replied: "When they carry the cooked food up the mountain, we will block the road and overturn and stink their food!"

Sanheizi's eyes widened when he heard this.

I asked, "What's wrong?"

Sanheizi laughed naively and said: "Boss, you are too poisonous! People are like iron, and food is like steel. If you don't eat for one meal, you will starve..."

I replied: "How can I not eat even one meal! I have to starve these bastards for several days in a row before making the next plan!"

"By the way, let's pretend to be farmers farming on the hillside this time. The procedure is to start a dispute with them on the hillside and only take away their food. Don't fight!"

Sanheizi replied: "It depends on whether I can hold it back..."

I glared at him.

Sanheizi swallowed and fell silent.

We went up the mountain and found a place under the shade of a tree to lie down.

Their heads were covered with farmers' sun hats.

Listening to the chirping of birds and the hissing of insects nearby.

I didn't feel nervous at all.

On the contrary, there is a sense of relaxation and comfort for no reason.

Sanheizi held a dog's tail grass in his mouth and said: "Boss, I used to watch "Water Margin" to outwit the birthday plan, and I envy them! Now I feel like I have traveled through the scenes in it! It's so cool!"

The scenes are indeed somewhat similar.

But the methods are different.

This time, we mainly draw lessons from the fighting methods between the two armies.

Cut off the enemy's logistics first to arouse suspicion.

Then lure the enemy to take the initiative to come down the mountain to attack.

Finally, we went straight to Huanglong quietly.

The success or failure of things.

The key actually lies in the second step.

We waited until nearly five o'clock in the afternoon.

Under the golden sunset.

Not far away, I saw six strong men pushing a four-wheeled cart up the mountain at the foot of the mountain.

I kicked Sanheizi who was snoring next to me: "Stop sleeping, get up and work!"

After hearing this, Sanheizi climbed up, took a look down the mountain, and immediately started running to the field next to him to hoe and cut grass.

I also followed him in hoeing and mowing the grass.

When Sanheizi saw this, he looked very speechless: "Boss, this is so uncharacteristic of you! I am hoeing the ground, you should use a manure spoon to pour fertilizer!"

I turned to look at him without saying a word.

Sanheizi immediately threw the hoe: "Understood!"

He honestly took a long manure scoop and began to fertilize the ground.

Although I have never done farm work.

But I can't help but act like it.

Before Sanheizi became a farmer, he was an out-and-out farmer. He burned fertilizer like a goddess scattering flowers. Every time he watered the fertilizer, he said a few auspicious words in the dialect of Henan Province.

"One spoonful of Suntian meets the occasion!"

“A spoonful of bountiful crops!”

"One spoonful of warehouse is full of steamer!"

"..."

I don’t know if this is the custom among farmers near Funiu Mountain to go to the fields.

It is estimated that there is a high probability that the lines were added by Sanheizi thespian.

The six brothers who went up the mountain didn't notice anything unusual.

They just looked at us expressionlessly and continued to push the four-wheeled cart past us.

I gave Sanheizi a secret wink.

suddenly!

Sanheizi's feet slipped, and the long manure spoon in his hand, filled with a large spoonful of fertilizer, fell from the air, all on the group of people.

Stinks.

Several goods were suddenly stunned.Sanheizi got angry instead, climbed up from the ground, pointed at them with a long stick and a manure spoon and shouted: "Are you blind?! You didn't see that I was fertilizing, and you wasted a spoonful of good fertilizer!"

It is simply arrogant and unreasonable to the extreme!
Two of them turned pale and wanted to rush over and beat San Heizi.

But one of them had an ear for trouble and shouted loudly to them: "Don't compete with the unruly people, don't make any mistakes, and go up the mountain!"

Everyone looked extremely angry, gritted their teeth and endured the stench, and actually planned to continue going up the mountain.

Is General Pan so strict in governing the army? !
How can you tolerate this? !
Before I could wait, I continued to signal to Sanheizi.

Sanheizi has already begun to add drama to himself!

His expression became even more furious, and he took the manure spoon and slammed Zhao Feng Er's head with lightning speed.

Zhaofeng Er was caught off guard, screamed miserably, and fell to the ground.

Sanheizi was cursing loudly, while holding a excrement spoon at Zhao Feng Er and began to hammer furiously: "Who the hell are you calling a treacherous person?! There is a son of a bitch who was born without a father to teach him, and his mouth smells worse than my excrement." ! I will beat you to death today!"

"click, click, click"

The spoon was smashed to pieces.

Zhao Feng Er's forehead was fucked until it bled.

My head is full of dirty things.

After being stunned for a moment, the other five people around them couldn't stand it anymore. They shouted loudly, showed daggers in their hands, and rushed towards Sanheizi with a huff.

When Sanheizi saw this, he looked horrified: "My dear mother, these gangsters are going to kill people..."

He swung the manure spoon with his hand.

Sayazi ran towards the mountain.

They all ran to catch San Heizi.

All that was left was covering his head and howling incessantly, Zhao Feng Er lying on the ground.

No one came to catch me.

I also pretended to be frightened when I saw the fight, threw away the hoe, turned around and ran towards the dung truck, dragging the dung truck and running wildly.

In panic.

I slammed the dung truck against their four-wheeled cart.

"Oh!"

Two cars cross.

Turned over at the same time!

There was a "click" sound.

All the food jars in the car were smashed.

The dung bucket was also overturned.

Meals and dung buckets intertwined.

When they saw this, their faces became distorted, they yelled and cursed, and three of them chased me.

I see it has been successful.

He started running wildly down the mountain.

Sanheizi had already gotten into the woods.

ran for a while.

Finally got rid of them completely.

There is no need to worry about San Heizi.

Although this group of people had been on Dongzenji Mountain for several months, the terrain was definitely not as familiar as Sankuroko, so they would not be able to catch him.

really.

I just finished smoking a cigarette at the appointed place.

Sanheizi ran over panting.

"Damn it! They are trying to fight for my life, and they are chasing me to the death!"

I wonder if I can avoid risking my life.

Dongzenji Temple is located in a corner of the countryside.

There is a market in Chuopigou down there, which is not open at all at night.

According to Mr. Pan’s caution.

It is impossible for them to go to farmers or restaurants to buy food.

Even if they temporarily decide to go to the supermarket in the city to sell it, they will go up and down the mountain tonight and drive into the city. It will take about four hours to go back and forth. Not to mention that they may not be able to buy it in the city. Even if they can buy it, they will do it temporarily. After cooking and tasting, wait twelve or thirteen hours. It will be eleven or twelve o'clock tomorrow night before they can actually eat.

I speculate.

These forty people will all be hungry tomorrow!

I said to Sanheizi: "Great job! Let's do it again tomorrow!"

Sanheizi frowned and said, "You still pick on shit?"

I replied: "No, I'll try something cooler tomorrow!"

(End of this chapter)