After returning to the village, start chasing the mountain from binding Emei

Chapter 77 Have you seen the crested snake?
I searched the kitchen and only found two bowls of leftovers.

"Just eat it. I'll take you to the banquet tomorrow."

Chen Yang touched Heihu's head. There would be a banquet at Song Daneng's house tomorrow, and he had been invited two days ago.

The black tiger seemed to understand. It tilted its head to look at Chen Yang, then simply stopped eating. It whimpered twice and went back into the firewood pile.

Are you saving some food for a big meal tomorrow?

Chen Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He had to get up early tomorrow to help at Song Daneng's house, so he ignored Hei Hu and went to bed after washing up.

……

Song Daneng managed to escape death this time. So many people in the village risked their lives to look for him, and Chen Guoqiang was seriously injured. The villagers are a society of human relationships, so this banquet had to be held no matter what.

When the village holds a banquet, neighbors are usually asked to help. Song Daneng's family hired a chef who specializes in making banquets, so there is not much for them to do. The women help wash dishes and pick vegetables, while the men move tables and chairs and set up the venue.

After finishing their work, they would gather together to chat and play cards, waiting for lunch.

There weren't a lot of people, only about ten tables.

yard.

Chen Jingzhi and Mr. Song were chatting.

"You don't know how dangerous it is. The wild boar king is as big as a buffalo, and its skin is so thick that even a gun can't penetrate it..."

Mr. Song described in vivid detail what he encountered in the mountains, with a pipe in his hand, taking a puff from time to time.

"Second Master, why didn't you say it was as big as an elephant?"

After Chen Yang moved the table, he had nothing else to do, so he picked up a stool and moved over.

"Cough cough."

Mr. Song laughed dryly, "To be honest, it's all thanks to Chen Yang. Fourth brother, your grandson is incredible. If it weren't for him, I'm afraid we would all have died in the mountains."

He didn't mind Chen Yang ruining his plan. Mr. Song looked at Chen Yang, his cloudy eyes full of approval.

Chen Jingzhi smiled in response, "Just praise him, he will be at a loss."

"I'm not praising him. It's all thanks to him that this kid Da Neng was able to come back alive this time. In our village, how many people have entered Mixiangou and can come out alive?"

When Mr. Song said this, all the old people at the scene nodded repeatedly in agreement.

For them, Mixiangou is a completely forbidden area.

Song Kaiming was also here. When he heard this, he looked at Chen Yang.

He seemed like he wanted to say something, but ultimately held it back.

He has a bad temper and a strange personality. He doesn't get along with many people in the village, so even though he came today, he just sat alone in the corner.

"Xiaoyang, it's a pity that you don't come back to farm with all your strength..." Mr. Song joked.

"Second Master, what are you thinking about? Xiaoyang is a college student."

"Yes, Xiaoyang is tall, handsome, and fair-skinned. How can we country folks compare to him?"

"Xiaoyang, do you have a partner?"

……

A bunch of old people were chatting, but the tone of the conversation changed. Chen Yang felt very uncomfortable. He shouldn't have come to join in the fun.

"Grandpa, let me ask you something."

After everyone laughed for a while, Chen Yang finally took the opportunity to ask Chen Jingzhi, "Do you know a person named Qinzhou?"

"Qinzhou?"

Chen Jingzhi was stunned for a moment and looked at Chen Yang in surprise.

I gave a brief account of what happened last night.

After Chen Jingzhi heard this, his thin face was full of surprise. "He said his name is Qinzhou?"

"He didn't say that." Chen Yang shook his head, "He just asked me to ask you if you still remember a person named Qinzhou."

"What does that man look like?"

"He is about sixty years old, thin and small, with a pair of slanted eyes." Hearing this, Chen Jingzhi frowned.

"Slant eyes?"

Before Chen Jingzhi could say anything, Mr. Song next to him spoke up, "You are talking about Qin Waiyan, right? How many years has he been dead?"

Chen Yang looked at Qin Zhou in surprise, "Second Master, do you know him?"

"Ah."

Mr. Song took a puff of his pipe and said, "I learned how to kill pigs from your great-grandfather for a while. He often came to our village at that time. This guy is dishonest and stole my corn..."

"Corn? Have you forgotten that? During the collective movement, this grandson ran to the pumpkin field, hollowed out the pumpkins, and defecated inside. I still remember the shocking scream from Aunt Liu when she cut the pumpkin open..." An older man next to him took over the conversation.

What is this operation?
Master Song was afraid that Chen Yang didn't understand, so he gave a detailed explanation, "Cut off a piece of this old pumpkin, hollow out the inside, and then put the cut part back. After a while, it will grow back..."

Chen Yang's face twitched, "Second Master, you don't have to explain it in such detail."

"Oh, you said he must have been dead for many years..."

"Well, I heard it was buried in a coal mine..."

……

The villagers were full of gossip. After being reminded by Mr. Song, they seemed to remember everything. They were all older people, and many of them knew Qinzhou.

Your words and my conversation quickly formed an image in Chen Yang's mind.

This Qinzhou is extremely evil.

Chen Jingzhi sat nearby, just listening, without expressing any opinion.

As we chatted, it was already noon.

After the firecrackers, the banquet began.

Chen Yang and Song Kaiming sat at the same table. Perhaps because Song Kaiming was not very popular, there were not many people at the table.

"Where's Huang Can? Why didn't he come?"

Chen Yang was a little confused. It was impossible that Song Da Neng did not invite Huang Can, but he had not seen him this morning.

Are you so passive when eating?

Song Kaiming shook his head. "He went up the mountain with a bunch of stuff early in the morning, saying he was going to Ant Hill. I don't know what he was doing."

"Oh?"

Chen Yang raised his eyebrows. Ant Hill?

Maybe he went to catch black ants?

Song Kaiming glanced at Chen Yang and asked, "Did you see that thing?"

"what?"

He was not a good talker and his voice was not loud. It was noisy at the scene and it was hard for Chen Yang to hear clearly without pricking up his ears.

Song Kaiming said, "That cockscomb snake!"

When those three words were mentioned, Song Kaiming's expression changed slightly.

That was a shadow that had been lingering in his heart for many years.

Chen Yang was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I did see a lot of snakes, including two king cobras, but I didn't see the crested snake you mentioned!"

To be honest, Chen Yang had no specific image of what a crested snake looked like in his mind.

Maybe it was some kind of poisonous snake, maybe he had encountered it in a snake den, but he didn't pay attention.

After all, he was so bloodthirsty at that time that he killed more than 400 poisonous snakes. It was possible that the one Song Kaiming mentioned was among them.

"Uncle Kaiming, it's been so many years. The snake you mentioned may be gone for a long time!" Chen Yang knew that this was a knot in Song Kaiming's heart.

"Ah!"

Song Kaiming just chuckled, "You haven't encountered it, so you don't know how terrible it is. It's not comparable to crossing a mountain!"

At this point, he paused, "Huang Can told me about your experience in the ditch. You are lucky that you didn't encounter it. Let me tell you a fact. Although the mountain passers-by are powerful, they cannot control the snake group..."

(End of this chapter)