The head of urban peach blossom

Chapter 67 That fat paper... It's you!

At this time, some villagers wanted to explain, but Director Fang waved his hand domineeringly: "Don't tell me unreliable things. What kind of monsters and ghosts are all paper tigers. They only deceive simple-minded people like you."

As soon as these words came out, the villagers all sank.

Who would be happy to hear this?
I wanted to refute, but Director Fang shouted: "Where's the body? Where is it? Let me see!"

There is no justice under power.

Under Director Fang's dominance, the villagers could only temporarily give up lighting the fire and lead him to the pigsty.

But at this time, Hua Xiaolou looked at this guy's fat butt with a bit of mischief, and thought to himself: This guy should really be locked up in a pigsty, and he might sell for a good price.

"thump!"

As soon as the thought was finished, a dull sound was heard - "Fat Pig" actually fainted.

Shocked!
"Director Fang, what's wrong with you?"

"Are you okay?"

"What did you see?"

Several villagers stood aside and howled, but no one came up to help him.

In the end, it was "Fat Pig" who recovered by himself, rolled and moved seven or eight meters before struggling to get up.

His body was covered with firewood, grass roots, and dirt... as embarrassing as he wanted.

The crowd laughed.

"Well, Director Fang, there are two cows over there that also died."

"Yes, the death is exactly the same as what you saw just now."

"vomit!"

As soon as the villagers finished speaking, the fat man vomited immediately.

There was a stench mixed with alcohol, and the villagers hurriedly covered their noses.

"Mad, it's disgusting..."

In embarrassment, Director Fang scolded angrily to cover up.

Then he waved his fat hand again: "Since the death status is the same, I don't want to watch it. According to my judgment, this is clearly someone who deliberately killed someone..."

Immediately, some villagers yelled in disbelief——

"Director, this doesn't look like being murdered."

"Right, the old man has lived for six to seventy years, and he has never seen such a strange thing. It is probably the work of ghosts."

"That's enough, are you going to be the official, or am I the official?"

Director Fang became furious and yelled at the villagers: "You say you are simple-minded and don't admit it. Since ancient times, murder and arson have been much more clever.

From this point of view, it is a habitual criminal who killed someone and deliberately dried the corpse with something to make you feel fearful.What age is it now? "

Seeing this guy is so domineering, Hua Xiaolou couldn't stand it anymore.

The important thing is that this is not a child's play. If the villagers don't take measures, Taoyao is likely to come and harm others.

So, he stood up.

"That fat paper... yes, don't look around, it's you!"

After confirming that the boy was really calling him, Director Fang was so angry that his face was livid, and his fat body trembled wildly.

He's fat and he knows it.

But being pointed at and called to the face by a hairy boy of unknown origin, his majesty was completely swept away.

"Brat, who are you? Ah? Do you understand what respect is? What is quality?"

"Hahaha!"

Hearing words like "respect" and "quality" come out of this guy's mouth, Hua Xiaolou couldn't help laughing.

"Fat Zhi, you deserve to talk about respect and quality? When you come, you don't ask indiscriminately, just say that the villagers are simple-minded. As a village cadre, your face turns red from drinking in the morning. You talk about quality with me?"

"it is good!"

These words made a young man in the village excited, and he lost his mind for a moment, and he cried out loudly.

Director Fang, on the other hand, stroked his chest angrily, panting heavily.

"you you……"

"What am I?"

To deal with this kind of flies, you can't fight and kill them like you deal with gangsters.As the saying goes, order tofu in brine, and one thing will drop one thing.

So Master Hua straightened his waist, put on a majestic look, and took out his small notebook and shook it: "Look clearly, I am... Xiao Hua from the Propaganda Department of the Municipal Party Committee!"

This name was just mentioned casually, but as soon as it was said, Head Hua regretted it.

Because he suddenly remembered that this name is a bit weird... It always feels like the name of a dog.

But the words have been exported, and it is hard to take back...

"Xiao, Xiaohua? From the Propaganda Department of the Municipal Party Committee?"

As soon as such words were uttered, Director Fang couldn't help shivering, and the alcohol was completely awake.

His complexion changed in a second like the face changing in a Sichuan opera, his fat body trembled wildly, and they were all crowded together, even his eyes were hidden.

The waist also bent down.

"Aha, ahaha, so it turned out to be the leader of the city... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my name is Fang Ren, and it's a pleasure to meet the leader Xiaohua here..."

While talking, he trotted a few steps, wanting to shake hands like a pug.

For a fly of his level, the Propaganda Department, the Organization Department... are all floating clouds.As long as you come from the city, it doesn't matter what level you are, in his eyes you are a big cadre.

"Okay, don't be too polite!"

Facing this pair of greasy hands, Hua Xiaolou was lazy to touch them.

Fangren?

I got mad and turned you into a flat man!

He slowly put away the small notebook, cleared his throat, and assumed the demeanor of a leader: "Xiao Fang, I asked the villagers to come up with the idea of ​​lighting a bonfire..."

"Ah? Is that so?"

Director Fang quickly turned his head and yelled: "Light it up, light it up quickly. We must fully respond to the leader's call, let the inextinguishable flame be passed on from generation to generation, let a single spark start a prairie fire, let..."

let what?
He really couldn't write any more, and the ink in his stomach was limited.

"Crackling!"

The bonfire was successfully lit and crackled cheerfully.

At this time, Hua Xiaolou said slowly: "Xiao Fang..."

"Leader, I'm here, I'm here, just tell me if you have anything to do."

"I asked the villagers to light bonfires to drive away the evil spirits here. We must believe in science, but we must also learn to think outside of science."

"That's right, that's right, what the leader said is too reasonable, let Fang be like that, like that... Boil the kettle on the top, and the toilet suddenly opens..."

Huaxiaolou was in a mess in the wind.

Nima, how did this fat pig become the village director?
Lazy to care about.

"Also, that corpse, including the two cows, is definitely not man-made, but some kind of strange creature. Our enemies are very cunning and good at disguising, so we must make the villagers more vigilant..."

"Yes, yes, keep your eyes open, be vigilant, and never let a bad guy go!"

"Ruzi can be taught!"

Head Hua patted Director Fang on the shoulder "kindly", and said earnestly: "Xiao Fang, I will leave the responsibility of leading the villagers to you, and I have to go to other villages to inspect the work."

"Snapped!"

Director Fang immediately stood at attention: "I promise to complete the task!"

Not long after, Hua Xiaolou explained to the villagers, then turned and left, heading towards the mountains.

He had to hurry to find Taoyao's whereabouts.

If this thing goes to another village to suck up a few cows, pigs, and people, what a goddamn horse... Maybe the vitality will be restored.

Must rush time!

Not long after he left, several groups of people came to the village one after another, asked some questions, and left in a hurry.

These people, of course, had learned of the strange celestial phenomenon that occurred in Wuding Mountain, and came to find out.

Of course, there are also hidden guesses among them, who are ready to sneak in and subdue the monsters in order to obtain huge benefits...

(End of this chapter)