HPDBC Chapter 1322: It was General Fu Hu who did it!
Chapter 1322: It was General Fu Hu who did it!
Chapter 1322: It was General Fu Hu who did it!
It was already dark, but over there in the desolate land, the wild foxes were still howling, making the villagers panic.
Tong Youfeng took the lead and asked every family in the village to send a man to his house to discuss things.
Old Zhang Zhang Xinglong also came. Zhang Xinglong wanted to invite these people to his house for the meeting, but his house was an old one and the room was very small, so it couldn't accommodate so many people.
Seeing that most people had arrived, Tong Youfeng cleared his throat and said in a pretentious tone: "Dear fellow villagers, I believe you all know why I summoned you to my house tonight."
"Isn't that nonsense?" Zhang Xinglong pointed out the window and said sarcastically, "Who is deaf with all the howling outside? Who doesn't know?"
"Old Zhang, stop talking!" Tong Youfeng pointed at Zhang Xinglong and said, "This is my home. If you don't want to stay, get out."
"Why should I go out?" Zhang Xinglong was dissatisfied, but Tong Youfeng pointed at his feet and said, "This is my home! Why do you say that?"
"Your family, you specially called me here..." Zhang Xinglong still refused to admit defeat, but was stopped by his neighbors on both sides.
"Come on, Uncle Zhang, you two should stop arguing." Someone advised Zhang Xinglong, "It's already this late, why are you two still in the mood to argue? This guy made us so worried that we couldn't even eat dinner."
"Brother Sun, you and my sister-in-law have to eat." Tong Youfeng advised the person who had just spoken, "Around four o'clock in the afternoon, Xiaoquan and I, along with his nephew and his nephew, the four of us went to the fox's land."
As soon as Tong Youfeng said this, everyone's eyes were focused on him.
It is already 88, and Mangliutun is not rich anymore. There are only two guns in the whole village.
One is an old foreign cannon in Qin Guangquan's hand, and the other is a No. 32 double-barreled shotgun in Tong Youfeng's hand.
"We haven't gotten close yet." Tong Youfeng continued, "But judging from the foxes, they definitely haven't come to our village."
"Yes!" Zhang Xinglong was unwilling to let Tong Youfeng steal the show, so he found the right opportunity to interrupt and said, "I went to every household. No one in our village kills foxes, so they can't take revenge on us."
"It won't work if there isn't one!" As soon as Zhang Xinglong finished speaking, someone else said, "These foxes have been howling all afternoon, and they made my heart beat fast."
"That's right." Someone echoed, "This is so scary, who knows how long it will last? Brother Tong, why don't you and Guangquan take two shots at it."
"That won't do!" Zhang Xinglong jumped up, pointed at the man who had just spoken, and said, "Have you forgotten? What did that old woman Han say? You must not use a knife or a gun, or else you will beat it today, and it will come to harm you later."
Everyone present had experienced what happened more than ten years ago. After hearing Zhang Xinglong's words, everyone was silent.
"Hey?" Zhang Xinglong turned his head, pointed at Tong Youfeng with his chin, and said, "If you ask me, if it doesn't work, we have to find Old Han."
"Come on, how much does that cost?" Tong Youfeng said, "I heard that if you go to Old Mrs. Han's house now, you have to pay ten yuan to enter the house."
Normally when visiting someone's home, you have to bring some gifts.
When you go to the house of a spirit medium to have things done, you have to take money out of your pocket as soon as you enter the house and put it under the incense burner in front of the shrine.
This money is called the house-raising money.
Twenty years later, twenty dollars was enough to get a job as a clerk in the city.
For something like Old Han's, ten dollars is a sky-high price these days.
"Ah?" Zhang Xinglong was startled and asked in surprise: "Why is it so dark?"
"Then what are you thinking about..." Tong Youfeng's face suddenly changed before he finished speaking.
Even inside the house, he could hear the howling of the foxes getting louder and closer.
Everyone stood up, Tong Youfeng took down the double-barreled shotgun from the wall and shouted, "Everyone follow me!"
At this moment, the gun is the person's courage!
Seeing everyone following Tong Youfeng, Zhang Xinglong stamped his feet anxiously, but he had no choice but to follow them.
As everyone was walking towards Tunxi, the calls of the foxes changed.
Everyone only heard the sound of foxes coming from the south of the village, and Tong Youfeng led his men south again.
But before they had walked far, the fox's howling sound moved to the east of the village.
Only then did everyone realize that the foxes were circling the village.
Instantly, everyone felt a chill down their spine.
"Let's go! Follow me!" Tong Youfeng made a prompt decision and decided to lead everyone west.
Zhang Xinglong raised questions, but Tong Youfeng said that two legs could not catch up with four legs, so they could only block the foxes in advance.
Tong Youfeng was quite capable. When he led his men across the village and out from the west, the howling of the fox not far away suddenly stopped.
There were more than thirty people in Mangliutun, and they didn't even have a flashlight. They all held torches. The light couldn't illuminate very far, so they couldn't see what was hidden in the darkness in the distance, but they felt that countless things were moving in the darkness.
Tong Youfeng took the lead. He crouched with his waist bent, holding a double-barreled shotgun in both hands and walked slowly forward.
Everyone else followed Tong Youfeng, and as the crowd moved forward, pairs of brown eyes appeared in the darkness.
Everyone felt their scalps tingling. Tong Youfeng, who was walking in the front, clenched his teeth and his cheeks were tense.
He mustered up his courage and slowly raised the shotgun in his hand, but heard Zhang Xinglong's voice behind him: "Don't fight!"
Tong Youfeng was startled and turned back to look at Zhang Xinglong.
Tong Youfeng also experienced what happened that year personally, but that year there was not even a single gun in the entire Mangliutun.
Now he has a No. 32 double-barreled hunting rifle, and Qin Guangquan also has an old foreign cannon. Tong Youfeng believes that even a fox spirit would be afraid of firearms, not to mention that these foxes are not yet powerful enough.
But at this moment, Zhang Xinglong said: "After you finish the fight, if anything goes wrong, it's your fault!"
After Zhang Xinglong said this, Tong Youfeng hesitated for a moment and no longer had the idea of shooting.
Tong Youfeng had no idea what the result would be after firing the shot. His family was considered well-off in Mangliutun, but they did not dare to invite disaster or cause trouble.
The crowd had no choice but to stick pine torches into the snow.
From the time they left the village until now, the fox has not howled once.
But when everyone returned to the village and Tong Youfeng's home, the shrill sound of a fox was heard again in the west of the village.
Everyone was silent; they all had their own thoughts in mind.
But they were more afraid, afraid of being retaliated by the fox. They were all poor, and their families had no ability to deal with risks. A small change could make them unable to turn their lives around.
The anxiety made people uneasy, and some people were complaining in a low voice, complaining about the bad deeds of those who killed the fox.
At this time, Zhang Xinglong frowned and said, "I went to the toilet at noon today and heard a dog barking in the west. Is it someone leading the dog to chase a fox?"
As soon as Zhang Xinglong said this, Qin Guangquan suddenly raised his head and shouted, "It was done by Fu Hujiang!"
I am not feeling well today, and I am two thousand words short of updating. I will make up for the 4,000 words tomorrow morning.
(End of this chapter)