Tied to the thick wooden pillar at the mouth of the bowl, Xu Wensheng, who couldn't move, looked loveless, and even wanted to die.

"You let go of my dad! You let go of my dad......"

The half-grown little tiger blushed, and repeatedly rushed over and tore it, trying to let his father go.

But those villagers were willing to do anything, and they held this kid together, and they couldn't move either.

"Xiaohu, don't mess around, your dad has something unclean, I'm doing it for his good!"

Seeing that this bear child was still unyielding, the village party secretary immediately became angry.

He roared twice, and the bear child immediately coaxed.

The person who can be the village party secretary must be a wolf.

If you don't even have a little ferocity, how can you lead the villagers to make a fortune, otherwise no one will even listen to what they say.

Sun Wu practiced the palace maid, and this is the reason why Ci is not in charge of the army.

Xu Wensheng, who was tied to the wooden pillar, had a wry smile on his face, he still didn't understand what was going on.

"Da Xu, what are you doing outside? ”

Although the village party secretary should believe in science, he witnessed the strange things that happened to Xu Wensheng, and with his materialistic view, he can only blame it on unexplained evil things.

"I ......"

Xu Wensheng's expression stiffened slightly, and soon turned into a wry smile.

How so?

If you honestly confess that you and the people of the archaeological team entered the mysterious tunnels inside the ancient tombs of the ancient kings of Xixia, you don't need to say a second sentence, you have to clean up!

A place like an ancient tomb can sometimes be very evil, and the probability of being contaminated with something unclean and difficult to explain will be much higher than that of other places.

The people who excavated the tomb of Pharaoh Tutankhamun were not spared one by one, and until now there is no conclusive and scientific explanation, and it is even rumored to be the curse of the pharaoh.

So...... He opened his mouth and had to remain silent.

Does it work not to speak?

In the eyes of the elf-like village party secretary, just by Xu Wensheng's expression, he had already guessed eight.

He sneered and said, "Da Xu, since you don't want to say it, then don't blame me for making my own decisions for the safety of the village." ”

"You're breaking the law by doing that. ”

Xu Wensheng was anxious, who knows what the idea of the village party secretary is, most of them are not a good way.

Article 238 of the Criminal Law [Crime of Unlawful Detention] Whoever illegally detains another person or illegally deprives another person of his or her personal liberty by other means shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not more than three years, short-term detention, controlled release, or deprivation of political rights. Where there are circumstances of beating or insulting, a heavier punishment is to be given.

Now the behavior of the village party secretary is already illegal.

"Breaking the law? Hehe, you tell me about the law? Do you know that you are mentally ill? Yes, it's a scientific explanation for falling into evil!"

Who said that the village party secretary is uneducated, but he also graduated from a bachelor's degree, and he is not much worse than Xu Wensheng when he plays routines.

Although it is not illegal to kill mentally ill, in practice, they are usually killed on the spot, and it is very polite to be tied up like this.

“......”

Xu Wensheng now has an MMP, and I don't know whether to say it or not.

"Come, call the fourth aunt over and go to the ceremony. ”

The village party secretary beckoned, and an old woman dressed in bells and whistles walked over with a hippie smile.

"Da Xu, you'll have to bear with it later!"

The old woman, who was still holding a one-handed leather drum in her hand, nodded at Xu Wensheng on the wooden pillar, and then started dancing with her hands in her hands, with a grunt in her mouth, and a fast and slow drum beat in her hand.

“@#￥%...... amp; amp;*”

No one could understand what the fourth aunt was talking about, and it was estimated that even she didn't know it.

"Boy pee!"

"Don't!"

Poof, a jar of fishy liquid was poured on Xu Wensheng's body.

The fourth aunt, who was dancing the big god, still walked her own set of processes regardless of it, and collected 200 yuan from the village party secretary, so she had to do her job beautifully.

"Rooster blood!"

The old woman took the jar handed over by others and raised her hand again.

After Xu Wensheng was covered with urine, there was a large patch of purple and red.

This color is simply wonderful.

His son Dahu looked frightened, and he didn't even have the courage to pounce and stop him at this moment.

"Turmeric!"

"Glutinous rice!"

"Sanitary napkins!

Xu Wensheng was almost disgusted, he jumped and jumped, but he couldn't break free.

He shouted angrily: "This is feudal superstition, I want to report you!"

Before the howl was finished, he was put on his forehead by a sanitary napkin and sealed as a zombie.

Xu Wensheng, who smelled the foul smell in his nose, was so angry that he couldn't even speak, these people dared to really do it.

"Fart feudal superstition, this is called mass art, the city leaders often invite the fourth aunt to tour the performance, she is the most famous peasant opera artist in our township, I finally invited it, stay honest, wait for the exorcism, and then let you down." ”

The village party secretary pursed his lips and replied with a word.

"Yes, yes, yes, if you suffer hardship, you will become a master, and the evil demons will disperse, so don't run to unclean places in the future. ”

The conscience of heaven and earth, the fourth aunt can get at least 500 yuan for an appearance, but now she only charges 200, which is completely for the sake of the villagers, take a friendship price, and there are a lot of routines.

With Xu Wensheng's current appearance, not to mention demons and monsters, even people dare not approach, and the smell is simply incurable.

I have to say that the fourth aunt's operation is reasonable, at least if the Qingyao demon girl sees it, she will hide as far as she can, so that a Demon King of the Broken Tribulation Realm can take the initiative to retreat, which is enough to make a mortal feel proud of it.

So some traditional cultures still have a certain amount of truth.

The village party secretary and the villagers watched it with relish, and the former nodded and applauded from time to time.

is worthy of the fourth aunt, a traditional opera and dance artist of the masses, this posture, this position, is really ritualistic.

A mobile phone rang, and the people watching the play looked left and right, and found that it was not their mobile phone ringing, and finally their eyes converged on Xu Wensheng's body.

"Big Tiger, dig into your dad's pocket and take out your phone. ”

The village party secretary is also a bad person, instructing Xu Wensheng's son to take out his mobile phone, and at the same time signaling the fourth aunt, who has worked hard for a while, to drink saliva, rest, and give Da Xu a full set later.

The half-grown boy didn't understand anything, let alone his own father, and he didn't dislike it, he dipped a hand of boy's urine, took out his mobile phone, and connected it easily.

As if seeing a life-saving straw, Xu Wensheng screamed hoarsely.

"Help!!"

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Far away at the foot of Helan Mountain, Li Bai and Professor Zhu Chaoye, who were still besieged by heavy rain, looked at each other, what was the situation?

Professor Zhu Chaoye didn't bother to ask about snake scales, and asked directly, "Hey, Lao Xu, where are you?"

The big devil touched his chin, this retribution is still coming very quickly, why does the other party's voice sound extremely comfortable.

"I'm ...... Come and save me!"

Xu Wensheng hurriedly reported an address, for fear that if the other party didn't come, or if he came one step too late, he would die.

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