My master is the coffin

Chapter 251 The owner of the corn field
We have a good impression of my cousin. The last time I came to the abbot's house, my cousin was quite enthusiastic, and he was busy with food and drink.

This time he actually listened to the words of outsiders to plot against us.We really can't say anything other than sighing "I'm so confused".

Wushuang patted his cousin on the shoulder with sympathy: "Cousin, we are so familiar. If something happened to the abbot, you should tell us the whole story. We are also cultivators, why didn't you come to us and believe in that god?" A mysterious person?"

The uncle said: "I wanted to find you too. But the man told me that you can't cure my nephew's disease, and if you offend the monster, my nephew's life will not be saved. This is the same as after being kidnapped. , there is no reason to call the police.”

We looked at our cousin helplessly.Old people are stubborn.no way.

The sloppy Taoist priest asked his cousin: "What are you going to do now? Do you still want to send us in?"

The cousin shook his head: "I always fooled you once, but I really don't have the shame to lie to you a second time. I'd better look for other cultivators, in case there are one or two people who don't have a bright mind and are fooled by me. Let's see if we can rescue the eldest nephew."

The thin man lay on the ground and didn't speak for a long time.Suddenly, he said to me: "Xu You, my cousin is getting old, and I can't understand some things. But we all know that the mysterious person has no good intentions."

I nodded: "Everyone knows this. We have to rely on us to save the abbot, but how should we save him?"

The thin man sat up suddenly, his gaze was burning like a torch: "Whose land does this belong to?"

I also reacted immediately: "This well is in the cornfield, the owner cannot possibly not know."

The thin man slowly stood up from the ground, putting his hands on the sloppy Taoist priest's shoulders: "Cousin, whose land is this? Take us to see it."

The cousin looked reluctant: "You have to intervene in this matter? What if my eldest nephew is harmed?"

The thin man stared angrily, and shouted: "How many of us, let me tell you, we have been to the underworld, and the king of Hades has been killed. What can't be done about such a trivial matter?"

The cousin didn't believe the thin man's words at all, but after being yelled at so harshly by the thin man, he didn't dare to say anything more.

He looked around and said, "This land seems to belong to the old Chen family."

The thin man asked, "Dasheng Village?"

The uncle nodded: "Yes, from our village."

The fat man cheerfully asked: "Isn't your village known as the descendants of Monkey King? Why isn't the surname Sun, and the surname is Chen?"

The cousin said: "This kid is an outsider. He moved here later. He also rented this land from us. He has a different surname from us."

The thin man nodded: "Take us there."

The cousin prevaricated: "Aren't you going to rest for a while? I think you are all injured."

The thin man shook his head: "There's no time to rest. Let's go."

When we reached Dasheng Village, my cousin seemed to have given up.He began to ask us: "When will my eldest nephew be rescued?"

We shook our heads and replied, "I don't know."

The cousin looked sad: "I don't know how long he can last down there."

The sloppy Taoist priest suggested: "Otherwise, we'll hire hundreds of NO.80 people to dig up that land directly. Then, I don't believe those monsters can cause any big waves."

Uncle waved his hands again and again: "No, no. What if I annoy them and kill my eldest nephew?"

The thin man also nodded: "The well is a few meters deep. And there is a village buried underneath. The well is an entrance, in the wilderness, the real village. It is likely to be under Dasheng Village. If you dig it all If we do, the workload will be too much. It may even have to demolish Dasheng Village. Not to mention whether this work can continue, even if we have the financial and material resources, the Public Security Bureau will have to come to the door. A few monsters ran out and injured a few people. All of us can't eat and walk around."

We discussed all the way back to Dasheng Village.He arrived at the door of Lao Chen's house without stopping.Because the abbot is still trapped below, we are worried about him and dare not waste time.

Old Chen's family is very dilapidated, and it has been a long time. It can be seen that it is almost extremely poor.

Their house has no gate.It is a wall surrounded by remnants of bricks, and it is considered a yard.There is a gap in the wall, even if it is the gate of the courtyard.

We walked in through the gap.The yard was found to be uneven.There is a lot of garbage scattered on it.There are weeds growing among the garbage.

The thin man blinked, then looked at his uncle again: "Are you sure there are people living here?"

The uncle nodded: "There should be people living there. This kid goes to the canteen to buy wine every now and then. We've all seen it."

We nodded, and walked towards the main house over the thorns and thorns.

The cousin shouted as he walked, "Old Chen. What are you doing?"

No one spoke.

The uncle persisted and continued to shout: "Old Chen, what are you doing?"

A muffled thunderous roar came from the room: "You bastard's crooked neck. It's not yet dawn, what do you think I can do?"

The cousin grinned, obviously feeling very embarrassed, and then he suppressed his anger and said, "I brought you a few friends."

Old Chen bangs, as if his fist hit the window: "Get out, I'm still naked. You took the wrong medicine, and introduced a fart friend in the middle of the night."

Wu Shuang smiled: "This old Chen seems to have a bad temper."

The uncle said in a low voice, "I'm drunk, I must be drunk."

The sloppy Taoist priest asked his cousin: "What should we do? Wait outside, or..."

The cousin pointed to the room: "It's all here, wake him up." Then he walked into the room carelessly, as if he was very familiar with Lao Chen.

A few of us followed our cousin into the house.As soon as I entered the door, I smelled a strong smell of alcohol.

Uncle groped on the wall for a while.Then I heard a crackling sound.

The fat man said, "Cousin, why are you digging at the wall of their house? The house is already crooked, and if you dig it again, it might collapse."

The cousin said angrily: "What are you picking on the wall? I'm looking for their switch."

After more than half of the wall peeled off, the cousin finally touched a rope.Then a pull.A light bulb went on in the house.

I turned my head and looked around.Sure enough, there was a person lying on the bed.naked...

Wushuang turned his face away and scolded angrily: "You shameless, you really don't have any clothes on."

The cousin urged Lao Chen: "Put on, put on. We have something to ask you."

Lao Chen got up from the bed, holding a wine bottle in his hand, and said very rudely: "Who are you? You came to my house in the middle of the night. Those who engaged in family planning back then would not dare to be so stupid."

The cousin took a piece of torn clothes and wrapped it up for Lao Chen.Then he asked him with a serious face: "Old Chen, tell me the truth. What's the matter with that piece of land?"

Old Chen Zui stood up sleepily: "Ground? What kind of place? You've offended me and buried you all in the ground..."

I sighed: "This kid is drunk, it seems that he can't ask anything."

The sloppy Taoist priest shook his head: "Not necessarily, what if he speaks the truth after drinking."

We want to sit down and question Lao Chen.But there was nothing else to sit on in their house except the bed.

I try to sit on the edge of the bed.But that bed was damp.Disgusted, I backed up again and again: "Old Chen, did you pee on the kang?"

Old Chen was furious: "Fuck your dog. Is this a bed of urine? This is wine. Jun Moxiao, who is lying drunk on the battlefield, since ancient times... since ancient times..."

The thin man walked over and patted his bare shoulder: "Okay, don't pretend you're not drunk at all."

Old Chen swayed: "Yeah, I'm not drunk, buy me some more wine."

The thin man sneered: "Buy another wine? Do you pour it on the bed after buying it?"

Old Chen half-closed his eyes and looked at the thin man standing under the dim light: "Fall on the bed? Why did you fall on the bed?"

The thin man looked at him coldly: "You haven't drunk at all, and I'm afraid you don't know what it's like to be drunk. You're trying your best to pretend to be drunk, but it's a little too much."

Old Chen suddenly wandered over, shaking the wine bottle in front of the thin man's eyes: "Am I not drunk? Take a look at what this is?"

The thin man hadn't spoken yet.Old Chen's eyes suddenly became sharp.With a wave of his hand, the wine bottle slammed on the thin man's head.

There was a muffled snap.The bottle was broken.

The thin man was stunned, and fell backwards.At the same time, Lao Chen rushed out.Quickly fled to the outside.

The skinny man had a big cut in his head and was bleeding out.He covered his forehead with his hands, and kept yelling, "Catch him. Don't let him run away."

The fat man knew his own strength, and he couldn't run fast with all the fat on his body, so he didn't move at all.Stay with me and Slim.

Wushuang and the sloppy Taoist chased after each other.

The uncle was obviously frightened, and kept asking the skinny man, "How are you? Do you want to bandage your forehead?"

The thin man shook his head, covered his head and squatted on the ground for a while.Then he rubbed his hands on his neck a few times.When he let go of his hand again, the blood on his forehead had stopped.Although that wound no longer bleeds.However, half of his face had been stained red by the previous blood stain, which looked very hideous under the light.

The thin man asked his uncle, "Is this old Chen the mysterious man who was looking for you?"

Uncle Biao shook his head: "It's definitely not. I've heard Lao Chen's voice for many years, and I can recognize it as soon as I hear it."

We waited in the house for a while, but the three of them never came back.

I took advantage of this time to ask my uncle about Lao Chen's situation. I asked him, "Where is Lao Chen's family? Is he a bachelor?"

The cousin said: "It's hard to say. For so many years, he has been living by himself. But sometimes we meet him and chat. He always brags about how beautiful his wife is and how fertile. Maybe he had a family before, but I don't know why. Yes, the family is gone, and he moved here by himself."

(End of this chapter)