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Zhang the butcher in the town died. He had not been seen for seven days, so a distant relative went to look for him, only to find that Zhang the butcher had already died on the way back from his nephew's house.

Butcher Zhang died in a very miserable way. His body was covered with wounds and had rotted away in the field, almost unrecognizable. His lower body had been gnawed by something, revealing the white bones.

The old yellow dog he raised was also missing. People speculated that it was the old dog of Zhang the Butcher that became a spirit and killed him. They also said that the old dog ate human flesh and blood, gained spiritual wisdom, and could transform into a human form, and might harm people again in the future.

A few days later, not far from where the butcher Zhang's body was found, there was a sudden stench. Passers-by pulled aside the grass and saw that it was the butcher Zhang's old yellow dog that had died there.

Due to the hot weather, the dog's body had already rotted away, and maggots were crawling out of its belly, covering the surrounding land.

The townspeople said that the dog had eaten human flesh and blood and would be punished by God. They also said that the old yellow dog had become a spirit and was faking its death to escape, and would later become a butcher and harm people.

But Dr. Pan from the He family said that Zhang the butcher was beaten to death and thrown into the ditch. The dog also had several broken bones, probably from the fight with the criminals. The criminals also rummaged through Zhang the butcher's clothes, as if they were robbing him of money.

Butcher Zhang's nephew said that his uncle had put a few large steamed buns in his pocket before he left, ready to eat on the road. But before he was halfway there, only a few crumbs of the steamed buns fell out of his pocket. Could he have really been killed by the vicious refugees?

Most of the townspeople stopped saying that Zhang the butcher was killed by a dog and started talking about the bad luck of raising a dog. If raising a dog was not a bad omen, how could such a strong man be murdered in the wilderness?

But some people still insisted that the wound on the butcher's head was forged by the dog spirit in order to put the blame on others. The dog's corpse was also a deceptive illusion, and it had already changed into another appearance to continue doing evil.

The story became more and more outrageous, but no one knew who was responsible for Zhang the Butcher's death. After his nephew came and shed a few tears for Zhang the Butcher, no one mentioned the matter again.

The number of refugees coming from the county town increased day by day, wandering around the barren land like ghosts, and fewer and fewer townspeople went out.

Without Zhang the butcher, we can't eat pigs with hair on. No one has slaughtered pigs for more than ten days, and both pig farmers and pig eaters are extremely anxious. Fortunately, there is still a pig butcher in the town who has mastered the skill of castrating pigs since he was a teenager.

He can not only castrate pigs, but also mules, donkeys and even chickens.

The rooster in Chen Yu's house was getting bigger and bigger. Not only did he wake people up early in the morning, but he also chased the hens around. Seeing the rooster with so much energy and nowhere to vent, Chen Yu was thinking about asking him to castrate the chicken.

After thinking about it, he decided to give up. It was too inhumane to have a beautiful wife but be powerless. They were both males, so why should males embarrass males? Despite this, Chen Yu still hated the rooster for waking people up in the morning, and he had to pluck a feather from it every day.

There was no butcher in the town, so this butcher volunteered to help people butcher pigs. He even asked him to butcher the three pigs needed for Old Master Wang’s birthday banquet. He was the one who castrated these pigs, and now it was his turn to butcher them. He had become a one-stop service provider for pigs.

The old man of the Wang family will hold his 90th birthday on July 28th, and the head of the Wang family personally came to Chen Yu's house to deliver the invitation. Calculating the time, it was exactly seven days later.

On the day of the birthday banquet, Chen Yu brought a ginseng that was about 40 years old. It was not suitable for him to give away mundane things, gold and silver utensils, and of course, he could not give them to him even if he wanted to.

After much thought, it is most appropriate to give some tonic medicine to celebrate the elder's birthday. The age cannot be too old. The oldest medicinal material in Chen Yu's space is more than 200 years old. Moreover, it is rich in spiritual energy and has abundant medicinal power. If you say it is a thousand-year-old spiritual medicine, people will believe it. After all, they have never seen it before.

There is no need to give gifts that are too precious, so as not to arouse suspicion. If the age is too young, it will not look good. About 40 years old is the most suitable, and the efficacy is enough for 60 or 70 years.

Chen Yu arrived relatively early. He went out for a dinner party and stayed on the street for a while. Except for the Shan family, the other five big families were all in a row on North Street.

When they got to the door, the doorman smiled and accepted the gift, noted it and let Chen Yu in. There is no custom of singing at birthday banquets here, firstly, so as not to disturb the birthday person's rest, and secondly, if someone's gift is not decent enough, it will lose face and offend others.

The doorman was none other than He Qiao, the old man of the Wang family, and his grandfather.

The post-natal warrior was willing to come to celebrate the birthday, so he was naturally treated with the highest level of hospitality by the Wang family. The head of the Wang family personally accompanied him in the living room, and He Qiao stopped being a doorman and served tea and water to his uncle and the guests.

The head of the Wang family is the eldest grandson of the old man, and his father has passed away. The guests gradually arrived, but the old man of the birthday party never showed up. It turned out that the old man of the Wang family was unable to move around, so he was resting in his room and would come out to meet everyone after the birthday banquet started.

The head of the Wang family said he was sorry, and Chen Yu responded that it was okay. The heads of the five families came together. After a while, the head of Chengyi Martial Arts School, Xu, also came with his eldest disciple Liu Yinglong and his son Xu Xiru.

Among his eight direct disciples, seven were from the six major families, and only the eldest disciple Liu Yinglong was the son of a farmer in the mountains.

The five senses of a monk are sharp, and even if it is a small jade bottle, Chen Yu can sense that it contains some kind of medicine. This bottle contains the ointment made by Master Xu using his own secret recipe and bear bones, which is mainly used to repair injuries left by warriors accidentally during hard training. Hearing that Old Master Wang is unable to move, he also worked hard.

Everyone was present, and the Wang family went to the room to carry the old man out. As soon as he came out, Chen Yu found that the old man's face looked a little strange.

First, the great-grandchildren of the Wang family came to pay their respects. Forty or fifty of them stood up in a hurry. Some were married, and the oldest one was holding his son and one daughter.

Then came the Wang family's head, most of whom were middle-aged men in their forties or fifties. They asked the servants to present a newly made coat, made from the bear skin from last time. The weather was hot, so they only gently put it on the old man.

The old man's face was full of smiles. When it was the turn of the uncles of the Wang family head, a group of old men in their sixties and seventies, to stand up, Old Man Wang suddenly tilted his head and fell on the chair.

When the doctor hired by the Wang family hurriedly arrived, he said that the old man had lived to a ripe old age and passed away.

A happy event suddenly turned into a funeral, and all the descendants of the Wang family cried together. It was a happy funeral for Old Master Wang, who turned 90, but it was still sad that he died at his birthday banquet.

It was obvious that the dinner could not go on, so the head of the Wang family apologized to everyone and asked everyone to take their gifts back. Next, each branch of the Wang family and close relatives would take turns to keep vigil for the old man, so they would not be able to entertain you all.

The Wang family is a big family with a lot of wealth, so they don't lack these things. The old man is gone, and it would be rude to leave gifts behind. Everyone picked up their gifts and left, and before leaving, they did not forget to comfort the head of the Wang family.

When Chen Yu returned home with the ginseng, the moon was already hanging on the top of the jujube tree.

Well, I have to eat rice with soy sauce again tonight.