Qizhou

The shocking movement knocked open the doors of the houses along the road.

Hearing the voices of people outside the house, a few more courageous villagers walked out of the house, carefully looking at the two uninvited guests in the village.At this time, it wasn't long before the genius was completely dark, and it wasn't time to go to bed at all, but the villagers were afraid of rumors, and they didn't dare to go out at night. The whole Zhuxi Village was silent, as if they had fallen into a deep sleep.

All they saw was a large mass of red.

The man in red on the ground fell hard enough, and was lying on his back on the ground, wailing incessantly.But the standing one is slender and young, but his kicks are more and more ruthless, wishing to kick the man on the ground out of his way.Following the man's high and low calls, more and more villagers came out to watch. They gradually formed a circle, looking at the two people in front of them, no one dared to speak.

"What's the situation, what is this?" An indistinct male voice suddenly sounded, and the surrounding villagers immediately opened an opening, and a man in silk clothes came out of the opening, standing among the villagers in coarse cloth. very conspicuous.This man was not tall, with a round face, and he held a handful of peanuts in his hand. When he paced and squeezed into the crowd, he did not forget to peel the nuts slowly and throw them into his mouth.

As soon as someone spoke, the villagers also started talking.

"I don't know... I just opened the door and saw these two fighting together!"

"Zhusheng, hurry up and find your uncle, there is a fight here!"

"Ah! The fence of my house!" A shrill female voice suddenly burst out in the discussion, and everyone's eyes followed her exclamation, and turned to the fence that had a big hole smashed into it. The bamboo fence couldn't prevent the collision. Well, this man has a round body, rolled all the way down the mountain, and collapsed most of the fence.The woman opened her mouth wide, and before she had time to feel sorry for the fence she had worked so hard to build, her eyes were attracted by the empty bamboo frames in the courtyard. Her mouth opened and closed, choked for a long time, and finally burst into a more miserable cry : "My... my dried radish! Why are my dried radishes gone!"

When she shouted, all the villagers woke up, no, the ghost hidden on the mountain came to ask for tribute again!

The people who were sitting in a group just now scattered like birds and beasts, and each went back to their own yards. After a while, crying and shouting came out one after another.

"My bacon is gone!"

"Where's the corn I'm drying here, my big bunch of corn cobs!"

"Ah! My clothes! My clothes are gone!"

So when He Qizhou slowly slid downhill with a large bag of packed agricultural products in his arms, and walked into Zhuxi Village slowly stepping on the collapsed bamboo fence pieces, what he saw was a look of chicken and dog jumping, A chaotic scene.

"Excuse me..." He tried to speak, and the man in red on the ground was rolled three times by the boy's kick, and let out a howl full of anger like killing a pig.

"That..." He tried to speak again, a woman ran past him with a basket of fresh bamboo shoots in her hand, and kept saying, "No, no, please hide, the ghost is here to steal again up".

He stayed where he was for a long while, but he couldn't find a moment to interrupt.Finally, He Qizhou couldn't bear it any longer. He tried his best to raise the big tripod during practice, raised the package in his hand, and shouted: "This is a big bag of bacon, corn, radish, dried fish, shrimp, and cabbage head..." At this point , he took a sharp breath, and shouted: "Whose are all—!"

Those who fought stopped, those who ran stopped, and those who cried about the fence also shut up. All eyes were on him.

In the next second, black masses of villagers rushed towards him like a tide, and their non-stop mouths followed——

"My! My, my! My dried radish!"

"My vegetables! My heads of vegetables! Give me, give me!"

"Savior! My corn on the cob! I live on it!"

This Zhuxi Village seems to be completely different from the rumored one.He Qizhou was under the siege of many villagers. If he hadn't practiced kung fu all year round, he would have been pushed to the ground by this pair of outstretched hands, and he could even use his spare strength to roll onto the ground. lap.

"What kind of noise is it?" The villagers took back their things, and before their joyful smiles faded away, a deep voice came from behind them, and the joyous atmosphere was instantly washed away by half.He Qizhou looked in the direction the villagers looked back. A round-faced young man was walking towards the crowd with a dignified pace, following a man with graying temples.

Although the man was middle-aged, his eyesight was not inferior to others. He only got a few minutes closer and saw He Qizhou at a glance.The young man in white stood with his sword behind his back, his hair neatly crowned, and even though he was still holding a printed and faded furoshiki in his hand, there was a clear difference between him and the surrounding villagers at this station.The middle-aged man stepped forward with a smile, and offered a salute: "This young man is very face-to-face. I'm Xiazhu Wentao, the current village head of Zhuxi Village. I don't know if you are visiting late at night. Are you looking for someone or..."

The head of Zhu Village hadn't finished talking, and the round-faced young man behind him couldn't hold back his words: "Uncle, how can someone come to Zhuxi Village in the middle of the night? How long have there been rumors of ghosts in our village? Come in the middle of the night... I'm afraid it's a conspiracy. Want to steal something!"

As soon as he threw the stone, the pool of water that had finally calmed down boiled again. The villagers who had just snatched something back from He Qizhou raised their eyes and stared at him suspiciously, as if he was dressed so neatly at night. In order to come here and steal some corn...

"What Zhusheng said is true!" The woman who was crying over the fence wiped away tears, held the dried radish in her hand, and opened her mouth first, "Since the ghost in red appeared, no one dared to enter the village at night, neither of us Dare to go out at night, this young man is well-dressed, looking gentle, coming here at night... It is unreasonable! He must be stealing something!"

"Yup……"

"Sister Zhu Si is right..."

No one waited for the "thief" He Qizhou to open his mouth to defend himself, and the villagers continued to discuss on their own. It was the first time they saw him, and some people already began to imagine how he rushed to the three bunches of radishes in the village in the first place. Ten catties of bacon, crossing mountains and ridges, sneaked up to Zhuxi Mountain, then broke out from the fenced yard of Mrs. Zhusi's, and walked along with the whole village's agricultural products, waiting to go to the market at the foot of the mountain tomorrow, and then make a fortune.

"You also know that people are well-mannered and well-dressed—you have come all this way, is it just for your broken carrots?" The young man who had been watching for a long time finally made a sound, and he threw the half-beaten man in his hand into the crowd As soon as it was thrown, the villagers who gathered in a group saw the huge monster fall, and turned sideways one after another, and immediately made a space for him to lie down.

It was only then that they remembered that there were still two fighting beside them, but judging by their posture, the winner had already been decided.

The young man rolled up his sleeves, exposing his arms that looked like lotus root joints. He crossed his hands on his waist and raised his chin at the man on the ground: "Here, the red-clothed ghost you want."

Upon hearing the word "ghost", the villagers exclaimed again, but the exclamation was short-lived, because they found that the "ghost in red" not only would not jump up and hurt people, but instead looked embarrassed, He can see his face in the moonlight from the tall lanterns hanging beside him.It is true that the nose is blue and the face is swollen, and the mouth is almost crooked.

The round-faced young man called Zhusheng saw this man and immediately jumped up: "That's him! The red-clothed ghost is him!"

The villagers were taken aback, you look at me, I look at you.

The thin-armed and thin-legged Zhu Xiaoliu hugged his bacon, carefully approached him, and said, "Brother Zhusheng, you told me earlier that the ghost in red is a woman... and that anyone who sees her will be arrested." Let's go, why now..."

When Zhusheng heard this, he was furious: "When did I say these words! I just said... that there is a red-clothed ghost in the village, male or female. If I saw it, wouldn't I be arrested too?" !"

Zhu Xiaoliu was scolded, and his voice lowered a bit: "But...but we've all seen him now..."

Zhusheng simply ignored Zhu Xiaoliu's question, he strode forward, grabbed the collar of the person lying on the ground, and cursed angrily: "Oh! I see, it's you, who took advantage of everyone's fear of the red clothes When ghosts dare not go out, they dress up as red-clothed ghosts and enter the village to steal..."

He was halfway through cursing when the man who had been knocked unconscious by the young man woke up. The man slightly opened his eyelids, and recognized the person in front of him in a daze. He slowly stretched out his fingers and stammered, "It's bamboo... bamboo……"

"You still dare to call me a pig?! Do you know who I am? I am the nephew of the village chief of Zhuxi Village, the only son of the village chief!" Zhu Sheng waved his hand impatiently, slapped him in the face, and cursed. , said solemnly to Zhu Wentao who was beside him, "Uncle, I have seen this man before, he is from Yuhe Village at the foot of the mountain! I will teach him a lesson and throw him out! Let him never dare to enter our village again!"

Before the village chief agreed, Zhusheng grabbed the man and left in a hurry.

Watching this scene, He Qizhou felt that it was time to say something.He cupped his hands to the head of Zhu Village, and said: "In Xiahe Qizhou, I came from Chang'an to Bashu Zhuxi Village for this mountain."

Zhu Wentao asked: "For the bamboo on Zhuxi Mountain? Although the bamboo in Bashu is good, not everyone can have our bamboo weaving skills, and can turn them from bamboo strips into exquisite utensils."

"Of course it's not for this." He Qizhou smiled, and the moonlight hit his side face, adding a bit of tenderness to his smile, "It's for the monsters in Zhuxi Mountain."

As soon as these words came out, the villagers who were still chattering all fell silent.They looked at He Qizhou, the emotions in their eyes rolled from panic to shock, and then from shock to surprise.After all, Zhu Wentao is the head of a village. After hearing this, he only smiled slightly, and he sighed lightly: "Monsters... How can there be monsters in Zhuxi Village? There are so many businesses to do, if there are monsters, how can we?" Can you live so comfortably? The one that was dragged out by my nephew just now..."

"It's a fake."

As soon as these words came out, all eyes were drawn to the young man who spoke at the side.He was stroking a long mess of hair, combing the knotted hair neatly.Zhu Wentao was interrupted before he finished speaking, naturally he felt unhappy, he coughed and asked: "Mr. He, is this one with you too?"

He Qizhou waved his hand: "No..."

"Because I'm the real one." The five fingers of his right hand penetrated into the hair, and the young man used a little force to gather the hair, and gently pushed it to the back of his head.When he said this, his beautiful eyes were slightly curved, and the corners of his mouth were curled up, revealing a rather innocent smile.

But all eyes were not on that bright smile.

What they were looking at was the faint green light in his eyes, and the unstoppable pair of pointed ears in his curled hair.

The tip of the young man's ears moved, he grinned, his fangs were white by the moonlight, and he said: "I am the one who patrols at night, blocks the mountain roads, steals chickens and dogs, does all kinds of evil, you are not allowed to enter, and I will not let you out—— Great Immortal Fox of Zhuxi Mountain."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a deafening scream from the crowd, and the villagers ran away, rushing to the house in a hurry.As the head of the village, Zhu Wentao is no exception. No matter how prestigious he is, he is still just an ordinary person. How can he see such a scene!As soon as his legs went limp, he immediately collapsed to the ground, shaking like chaff.

He Qizhou didn't say a word. He drew out his sharp sword and stood in front of Zhu Wentao. He only slightly turned his head and told him, "Mr. Zhu stay hidden."

When he turned his head again, the young man had already rushed up on tiptoes, He Qizhou blocked with his sword, the fox's sharp nails brushed against the blade, and there were piercing clangs, the moonlight elongated the shadows of the two, He Qizhou's sword was extremely fast , the boy's skill is faster, and the confrontation between the two is straightforward, without any sloppiness.The young man accepted his tricks, took a step back, and said with a smile: "He Daoist, you have to look after the people in Zhuxi Village."

He Qizhou stood with his sword in his hand, and smiled at him: "Isn't it good?"

The young man tilted his head, half of his cheeks puffed up and then suppressed. He thought for a while, and finally said: "Zhuxi Mountain belongs to me. If you don't like them, let them come to the back mountain to bother me, and I will break them." ..."

Zhu Wentao sat paralyzed on the ground, perhaps because he was blessed, he dared to speak up: "You want... What are you going to do..."

The boy's fluffy ears trembled, and he said with a smile, "The chicken neck of the whole village."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and flew out towards the gap in the broken fence of Caicai Zhu Sisao's house just now.A bright red figure finally disappeared in the layers of dark green bamboo forest.

He Qizhou didn't chase after him either, he put away his sword, turned around slowly, and pulled up Zhu Wentao who was sitting slumped on the ground.When the two of them regained their footing, all the young and old in the village squeezed out of the house. With tears in their eyes, they surrounded He Qizhou and slowly extended their trembling hands towards him.Zhu Wentao was no longer stern, he finally held the white-clothed young man's hand tightly, and said in tears, "He son, He Daxia, He Daochang... Zhuxi Village, Zhuxi Village is saved! You are here, Zhuxi Village is finally here!" It's saved!"