Records of Strange People and Strange Events in the Old Mansion

Chapter 161 Deception

The weasel was frightened by Huang Doujiang's death and was left with only half his life. But when Zhu Shanzi told Huang Qiukui that he could not do anything rash to the main house of the old house, as the spirit of the old house was still there, he suddenly jumped up and accused Zhu Shanzi, scolding him for deceiving them all the time.

Zhu Shanzi waved his folding fan and asked coldly, "How did I deceive you? Who are they?"

"You know how you deceived me. They are naturally my wife Huang Doujiang and my daughter Huang Qiukui." The weasel answered confidently.

Zhu Shanzi laughed, pointed the folding fan in his hand at the weasel's forehead, and asked: "Did water get into you? Is Doujiang your wife? Is Qiukui your daughter? Have you not woken up yet?"

"I'm sober. Doujiang and I have slept in the same bed for so many years, so she is my wife. Qiukui was raised by me with great effort, so she is my daughter." The weasel showed no sign of weakness.

Zhu Shanzi laughed even louder: "Hahaha, sleeping in the same bed for so many years? Think about it yourself, has Doujiang slept with me more often or with you? Also, you worked so hard to raise Qiukui? You're not embarrassed to say this and you're not afraid of biting your tongue. All you do is dig holes all day long. Where did you get the money to raise Qiukui? Wasn't it me who paid for it? Did I use my connections in the provincial capital to send Qiukui to the provincial capital? Otherwise, how could Qiukui be where he is today?"

"Zhu Shanzi, aren't you confessing yourself? It's obviously you who has been deceiving me, deceiving me to dig holes for you day and night, deceiving me to find treasures for you. In fact, you have been sleeping in the same bed with Doujiang, and you have known that Qiukui is your daughter." The weasel was so angry that he clenched his teeth and clenched his fists.

Zhu Shanzi still smiled: "Weasel, if I don't deceive you, who else can I deceive? Who told you to be a weasel? Aren't catching mice and digging holes your specialties? Don't worry, considering that you have dug holes for me for so many years, I will treat you well and will not let you die in the hole."

"Zhu Shanzi, do you mean to make me die in the hole? Don't even think about it." The weasel hated Zhu Shanzi so much that his whole body was shaking, but he had no other skills except digging holes, so he didn't dare to fight Zhu Shanzi to the death.

Zhu Shanzi raised the weasel's chin with the folding fan in his hand and laughed: "Weasel, you are smart, but I said that I will treat you well because you have dug holes for me for so many years. Isn't there your tomb in the West Hill? I will have someone drag you to the tomb, and the tomb will have its real owner."

"You don't need to treat my father well. My father will treat me well because I am his daughter." A rough voice sounded in the front yard of the old house. When the voice came, Huang Huacai stood in front of Zhu Shanzi majestically. A pair of big hands stronger than cow legs poked Zhu Shanzi's nose and scolded him: "Zhu Shanzi, don't worry, I will let you, an old thing, report to Xishan first. Don't you think it's a waste that your tomb has been empty there?"

"Huang Huacai, others can't do anything to you, so don't think that I can do the same." Zhu Shanzi poked Huang Huacai's nose with the folding fan in his hand and was about to attack.

Huang Huacai was not afraid at all. Before Zhu Shanzi could make a move, he stroked Zhu Shanzi's white beard with his right hand and stroked Zhu Shanzi's folding fan with his left hand. He shouted, "Zhu Shanzi, are you qualified to compete with others? You can't even compete with the fairy's eight dogs and eight badgers, and you still want to compete with others?"

"Hey, hey, hey, Huang Huacai, a gentleman uses words, not fists. Even if he uses fists, he will use proper moves, and not despicable ones. Let go of my beard and give me back my folding fan." Zhu Shanzi didn't expect that Huang Huacai would pull his beard out of the blue, and he almost cried because of the pain.

Huang Huacai held Zhu Shanzi's beard tightly with his right hand, and poked Zhu Shanzi's crotch with the folding fan in his left hand, cursing: "Gentleman? You are not even a gentleman? Even the wild wolves in the North Mountain are smarter than you. You are telling me the right way? If you hadn't reminded me, I would have forgotten to use your dirty tricks to deal with you."

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts..." Zhu Shanzi's crotch was poked by Huang Huacai with his folding fan, which caused him unbearable pain. He bent down and retreated unconsciously, forgetting that his beard was being tightly grasped by Huang Huacai, and the pain became even more excruciating.

Huang Huacai grabbed Zhu Shanzi's beard even tighter with his right hand, and used the folding fan in his left hand to continuously and fiercely poke Zhu Shanzi's crotch. Zhu Shanzi couldn't bear it any longer, and fell to the ground with his back facing the sky. Huang Huacai didn't expect Zhu Shanzi to fall to the ground, and he didn't have time to stop himself. His fat body fell with Zhu Shanzi, and pressed firmly on Zhu Shanzi.

"It hurts so much, it hurts so much!" Zhu Shanzi howled under Huang Huacai.

Huang Huacai had already pulled out Zhu Shanzi's beard with her right hand, and the folding fan in her left hand was still in her hand. She stood up from Zhu Shanzi and stuffed the beard in her right hand into Zhu Shanzi's mouth. She continued to poke Zhu Shanzi's crotch with the folding fan in her left hand, cursing as she poked: "I told you to scream, I told you to scream, did you scream more when you were happy than you are now?"

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts..." Zhu Shanzi's howling turned into wailing, and the wailing turned into sobbing, until he was completely silent.

Still not satisfied, Huang Huacai continued to poke Zhu Shanzi's crotch with his folding fan, cursing as he poked: "Scream, scream, why don't you scream? Old thing, coffin stuffing, scream if you have the guts, scream."

"Huacai, stop poking him. I'm afraid he might be poked to death by you. If he is really poked to death, it will be difficult to deal with." The weasel came over to persuade Huacai.

Huang Huacai stopped poking Zhu Shan with her folding fan, looked up and shouted at the weasel, "It's better to die. What's the problem? Drag us to the West Hill together."

"Hua Cai, he, he, he is really dead." The weasel leaned over and touched Zhu Shanzi's nose, and took several steps back in fright.

When Huang Huacai heard Huang Weasel say that Zhu Shanzi was really dead, he threw away the folding fan in his hand, spat heavily on Zhu Shanzi's face, and stood up from him, cursing: "Isn't he very powerful? You are so weak, it's meaningless."

"Sister, you beat my father to death. I will not forgive you, and my brother will not forgive you either." Huang Qiukui said to Huang Huacai viciously. She had been sitting beside Huang Doujiang's body. Huang Huacai was beating Zhu Shanzi, and she did not dare to stop her, nor did she want to stop her. She always thought that Huang Huacai could not beat Zhu Shanzi. Unexpectedly, Huang Huacai actually beat Zhu Shanzi to death.

When Huang Huacai heard Huang Qiukui say that she would not forgive her, the anger that had just subsided rose again, and it was even greater than before. She kicked Huang Qiukui to the ground, pointed her big hand at Huang Qiukui's head, and cursed: "You won't forgive me? Well, then I won't forgive you first. Huang Qiukui, you scumbag, San'er, if you didn't say that, I would still want to forgive you. Since you won't forgive me, then I won't forgive you."

"Sister, I am your sister, dear sister, you must forgive me, forgive me." Huang Qiukui's face turned green when she saw Huang Huacai, and she spoke in tongue twisters. She was so scared that she trembled all over and regretted saying such words. As a sister, Huang Qiukui knew Huang Huacai's personality very well. Once she got angry, she would not be afraid of anyone and would fight you to the death, especially when she cursed you in tongue twisters, that was when she wanted to fight you to the death.

The weasel also knew the personality of the day lily, so he hurried over to persuade her: "Daily lily, no matter what, Okra is your sister after all, your biological sister, so just forgive her, just forgive her."

"My own sister? My own sister born of the same mother? You, weasel, are you a cheapskate? Is she related to you by blood? How did she and Zhu Shanzi deceive you? Have you forgotten everything? You weasel, you weasel, why are you pretending to be a big shot when you are not a wolf? Okra, Okra, aren't you Boss Huang? You're scolding me? You're scolding me?" After scolding the weasel, Daylily scolded Okra. While scolding him, he suddenly leaned over, pressed his fat body on Okra's delicate body, and stretched out a pair of big hands to tightly pinch Okra's neck.

"Sister, sister, sister..." Okra was soon strangled by the daylily to the point of being on the verge of death. Its fair face turned purple, and its two long legs kicked a few times and then stopped moving.

"Go to hell!" Just when Daylily was about to strangle Huang Qiukui to death, Zhu Shanzi, who was lying straight on the ground, suddenly jumped up, knocked Daylily under him, stretched out his pair of bones and no flesh hands, and tightly pinched Daylily's fat neck. His nails, which were longer than his fingers, were deeply embedded in the fat on Daylily's neck.

Seeing that Huang Huacai was about to die, a man rushed to Zhu Shanzi's back regardless of everything, raised a kitchen knife and chopped at Zhu Shanzi's back without thinking.

No matter how good Zhu Shanzi's kung fu was, no matter what kind of moves he had mastered, he was still a flesh and blood body, how could he withstand the fierce chopping of a kitchen knife? He tilted his head and fell to the ground. In theory, Zhu Shanzi should be able to detect in time that someone was trying to chop him from behind. Even if he couldn't detect it in time, after the first chop, he would never allow that person to chop him a second time. With his skills, he could subdue that person with a turn, or even kill him.

But age is not forgiving, and he had already been tossing and turning for a whole night and a day. Just now, Huanghuali pulled his beard and poked his crotch. Blood was dripping from his chin and his crotch was still in unbearable pain. He finally woke up with great difficulty.

Huang Huacai rubbed her bloody neck from being pinched by Zhu Shanzi, took a few deep breaths, flipped over Zhu Shanzi's two thighs that were still on top of her, and got up from the ground cursing, "Humph, you want to strangle me to death? Never think about it in your next life. Fatty, thank you, I'll have an extra meal tonight, and a bigger one."

"Add more food, add more food, it's a must." Fatty Zhu threw away the kitchen knife in his hand and went to check the injury of Huang Huacai. Huang Huacai opened the fat hand that Fatty Zhu stretched out and cursed: "Do you think we have won? It's too early. The weasel is still gasping for breath, and the okra is still gasping for breath. Pick up the kitchen knife quickly and go and chop him and her." "He is your biological father, and she is your biological sister." Fatty Zhu seemed very embarrassed, but still bent over and picked up the kitchen knife.

"My biological father? Huang Doujiang is dead. Who can be sure that he is my biological father? Maybe even Huang Doujiang has forgotten which man I am fathered by." Huang Huacai gave the weasel a disdainful look.

The weasel looked at the murderous Huacai and the kitchen knife in Zhu Pangzi's hand, knelt on the ground with a plop, and begged for mercy: "Huacai, I am your biological father, I really am your biological father. At that time, your mother didn't dare to do anything reckless, and your father hadn't dug the hole yet, and I was watching her all day. You must be my offspring, you must not kill me, you must not kill me, you must not kill me."

"Look at how cowardly you are. You're even worse than my fat man. Don't worry, I won't kill you for the time being. I haven't asked you questions on behalf of the fairy yet. However, if you don't tell the truth, I will definitely kill you." Daylily went over and kicked the weasel.

Huang Qiukui interrupted, "Ba Xiang is already dead. Why are you still asking questions on her behalf? Why are you risking your life for her?"

"Oh, you're still alive? Fatty, why haven't you killed her yet?" Huang Huacai glared at Fatty Zhu fiercely.

Fatty Zhu hurriedly explained: "Hua Cai, she is your biological sister, my sister-in-law."

"Your sister-in-law? Do you also want to be a half-wife like the butcher? Well, I will fulfill your wish now. Go and be her husband. Don't forget to kill her after you are done. That's what I asked the weasel." Daylily walked in front of the weasel.

The weasel was still kneeling on the ground. When he saw Huacai coming over, he kowtowed to her and begged for mercy: "Huacai, I really am your biological father. It is absolutely true. You must not kill your biological father. If you do, you will be struck by lightning and thunder, and you will..."

"What happened to you? Let me tell you, God is under the control of the fairy's father and mother in heaven. Whoever the fairy tells you to hit will be hit, and whoever the fairy tells you to hit will be bombarded. I tell you, next time I ask questions on behalf of the fairy, you have to answer honestly, otherwise, you will be punished by heaven and struck by lightning immediately." Huang Huacai stood in front of the weasel with his hands on his hips, looking majestic.

The weasel knelt on the ground and trembled, saying, "Hua Cai, Badger Fairy is dead, really dead, you don't have to work hard for her anymore."

"Bullshit, how could a fairy die? Even if all the people in the world died, the fairy could not die. Let me ask you, where is the treasure house where Lan Yu hides his treasures?" Daylily kicked the weasel to the ground.

The weasel lay on the ground and trembled as he answered, "I don't know. I don't know."

"You don't know? How could you not know after digging the hole for so many years? If you didn't know, why would Zhu Shanzi want to keep you alive? Why would the Willow Spirit want to cooperate with you?" Daylily stepped on the weasel.

The weasel glanced at Okra secretly and stammered to answer the daylily: "If, if I, I don't, don't pretend to know, know the whereabouts of the treasure house, Zhu Shanzi, Zhu Shanzi will kill, kill me, and you, your sister will not, will not save me."

"She won't save you? Were you really killed by those fake fireworks last time?" Daylily glanced at Okra.

The weasel nodded and said, "Can you, can you move your feet away? I'm so angsty and can't breathe."

"Coward, are you still a weasel? You are only played by mice all day long." Huang Huacai removed his foot from the weasel, went over and kicked Huang Qiukui to the ground, and asked sternly: "Do you know where the treasure house is?"

"I don't know even more. I only heard about this treasure trove from my mother and father." Huang Qiukui answered with her head lowered. She didn't dare to look at Daylily directly.

Huang Huacai kicked Huang Qiukui again and asked, "Which father told you that?"

"Of course it's my biological father, him." Huang Qiukui raised her hand and pointed at Zhu Shanzi who was lying straight on the ground.

The day lily spat fiercely at the okra and cursed, "You bastard, you deserve to be the mistress."

"Sister, my biological father knows where the treasure is, and he is the only one who knows. As long as you save him, I will definitely let him tell you where the treasure is?" Huang Qiukui took the initiative to show goodwill to Daylily.

Daylily kicked Huang Qiukui and said, "You wish for me to save him? No way. Fatty, let's go and have a bigger meal."

"Okay." Fatty Zhu followed Huang Huacai to the backyard. When they reached the back door of the old house, Fatty Zhu lowered his voice and asked Huang Huacai, "Are you going to let them go just like that?"

"Didn't you say that he is my biological father and she is my biological sister? How could we kill my biological father and my biological sister?" Huang Huacai walked out of the old house without looking back.

Fatty Zhu caught up with him and asked in a low voice, "So you don't even want to know where the treasure house is?"

"Are you really curious about where the treasure house is? Are you trying to please me by staying with me just to get the treasures that Lan Yu hid in the old house?" Huang Huacai stopped and just walked to the front door of the old house.

Fatty Zhu didn't expect that Daylily would stop suddenly, and he bumped into Daylily and almost fell on the steps. He managed to steady himself, rubbing his round head while answering: "Yes, yes, oh, no, no."

"Is it or not?" Daylily stared at Fatty Zhu with a pair of cow-like eyes like copper gongs.

Fatty Zhu took several steps back and answered in a mosquito-like voice: "Yes..."

"Louder!" roared Daylily.

Fatty Zhu knelt on the ground with a plop and begged repeatedly: "Hua Cai, I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong..."

"It's good that I'm wrong, it's good that I'm wrong!" Huang Huacai kicked Fatty Zhu hard. Fatty Zhu rolled down the steps at the front door of the old house without even a grunt and rolled into Taiping Pond.

There was a series of "puff puff" sounds coming from Taipingtang, and a thick smoke rose.