The green-haired lynx's body fell to the ground, its limbs twitched a few times, but finally there was no movement.

It's just that the old bastard's mouth is still biting my wrist.

It took a lot of effort to pull its head off the arm and kick it into the stove.

I quickly pulled open my sleeves, only to see that the flesh on my wrist was turned outwards, and there was a smelly black gas above the wound.

I just felt weak all over, and I collapsed on the ground.

Bang!

Suddenly the door opened with a clang, I was trembling all over, and raised the black knife reflexively.

A gust of cold wind blew, and I quickly got up and climbed to the edge of the kang to protect the ever-burning lamp.

But the candlelight flickered for a while and was blown out.

At this time, I saw Mr. Sang strolling in from the door with an iron string bow in his hand.

"It's already the fifth watch, and the auspicious time in Hades has passed. It's okay to do nothing."

At this time, I saw that Mr. Sang's body was stained with a lot of blood, his hair was slightly disheveled, and his clothes were damaged in many places.

It can be seen that this night was anything but easy for him.

I looked out the door and saw that the sky was already turning white, and the two goats in the sheepfold began to bleat.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and the black knife in my hand fell to the ground.

Mr. Sang looked at the wound on my wrist with a mocking look on his face.

"Hey, you lost the lottery! Do you want me to call an ambulance for you?"

I curled my lips helplessly.

"Master Sang, do you still have any sympathy?

That green-haired lynx might be poisonous, I feel bad now, maybe I will go with Grandpa Zhou later."

Mr. Sang glared at me and kicked me in the butt.

"Don't worry! It's just that I've been contaminated with some death energy. Get up and move around, and you'll be fine in a while.

You were born in the belly of a blue-scaled python, and you have had fetal poison since you were a child. There are probably not many things in the world that can poison you to death.

Stand up for me quickly, we have to bury your Grandpa Zhou before the sun rises."

I looked confused.

"In such a hurry, even if Grandpa Zhou left before midnight, he was still three days old.

According to funeral customs, we have to stay one more night, right?"

According to folk funeral customs, if a person dies in the middle of the night, he or she will be buried for three days. In fact, the person can be buried only one day later.

If someone died after twelve o'clock, it would be three days before the funeral could take place.

Mr. Sang stroked his beard.

"It doesn't have to be so troublesome. There are two main reasons for burying the body before the funeral.

On the one hand, they worry about false death and burying a living person by mistake; on the other hand, they give the deceased a chance to fulfill their unfinished wishes.

Your Grandpa Zhou has expired and has nothing to worry about, so naturally there is no need to bury the body.

Now that the auspicious time of Hades has passed, if we can bury him before dawn.

Only then can he help his anger to dissipate in heaven and earth, wash away all the depravity, and regain a new life.

In the future, those evil spirits and ghosts will naturally stop trying to take advantage of him."

After Mr. Sang's explanation, I nodded slightly.

Since Grandpa Zhou is gone, it would be better to let him rest in peace as soon as possible.

The early morning sun shines down from the top of the mountain, and a new layer of soil is added to the tomb in the back mountain.

I knelt in front of the grave, kowtowed three times, turned around and left with a smile.

Life flies by for decades, like a train that never looks back.

There will be many people getting off at every stop. Whether you want it or not, they will disappear from your world forever.

Winter passes and spring comes, and everything revives.

The spring sunshine is warm and warm, and the entire Laolingou is full of vitality.

Mr. Sang held a large rusty iron tea vat in his hand.

He leaned on the rocking chair, closed his eyes and meditated, and hummed a few songs from time to time.

The big black dog lay at Mr. Sang's feet, enjoying the sunshine and snoring. It was a very comfortable life for one person and one dog.

"Master Sang, these herbs were dried yesterday. Why do they have to be dried again today?"

I kept waving the iron crawler in my hand and spread the herbs flatly on the patio of the yard.

The air in the mountains is humid, so herbs need to be taken out and dried frequently. This is what I do most often.

"You also ate yesterday, why didn't you miss a bite today? Do you think that the twelve-and-a-half yuan subsidy is so easy to get, so I have to find something for you to do!"

Mr. Sang took a sip of tea, not even bothering to raise his eyelids.

Laolingou Forest Farm is located in the hinterland of Daqin Mountain, with lush vegetation and rich medicinal herb resources.

Every once in a while, Mr. Sang will take me into the mountains to collect herbs. After drying, the collected herbs can meet the needs of the forest farm, and the excess can be sold to the local supply and marketing cooperative.

"Master Sang, the weather is fine today, why don't we go for a walk in the mountains.

I heard that there are a lot of string dragons in Jiezi Ridge, let's go dig them back."

Dilong is an herbal medicine that promotes blood circulation and removes blood stasis. It is a hot commodity among medicinal materials. When dried, the supply and marketing agency buys it for 85 cents per kilogram.

Although going into the mountains to collect herbs is not an easy job, it is better than staying in a forest farm doing nothing.

"It's really worthless for a bunch of people to worry about you like this. When you discover Ganoderma lucidum, the Wild Ginseng King will come and tell me about it."

The corners of Mr. Sang's mouth raised slightly, as if he was too lazy to talk to me. It seemed that he had no intention of sneaking out for fun today.

Just when I was bored, there was an engine roar outside the yard.

A silver-gray Santana parked outside the yard, and a middle-aged man wearing toad glasses and slicked back hair pushed open the door.

"Is anyone home?"

"Is there anyone at home? Why don't you come in?"

Mr. Sang glanced at the other party and replied angrily.

The middle-aged man took off the toad mirror and instead of being angry, he showed a smile on his face.

"You must be Mr. Sang! I, Liu Jin, run a furniture factory in Baishi Town, and I am a regular customer of our forest farm.

Nice to meet you."

Liu Jin had a silly smile on his face and stretched out his hand towards Mr. Sang.

"Selling furniture? You're in the wrong place. If you want to discuss business, go to the factory. This is the medical station."

Mr. Sang put down the tea jar in his hand, but was too lazy to pay attention to the other party.

Liu Jin retracted his hand with an embarrassed look on his face and explained patiently.

"No, no...I came here specifically to see you, Master Sang, today."

"Looking for me? Why are you looking for me? I don't have money to buy your furniture."

Liu Jin showed a wry smile.

"Master Sang is joking. If you want furniture, I can give you a few sets for free."

"No, no reward for no merit. Boss Liu, if you have anything to say, just say it."

Mr. Sang narrowed his eyes and waved his hand impatiently.

"Sang Ye is indeed quick to talk, so I won't beat around the bush.

In the past few years, my Liu family's business has plummeted, our home is in trouble, and our animals are restless.

I suspect there is something wrong with the ancestral grave, so I would like to ask Mr. Sang to help take a look."

"Who asked you to come to me?"

Mr. Sang tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest and looked towards Liu Jin.

Liu Jin smiled awkwardly.

"A few days ago, I heard that Party Secretary Lao Wu had resigned, so I went to visit..."

Mr. Sang couldn't help but scolded: "I'm talking about why the old bird keeps screaming so early in the morning. I bet it's Wu Dahai, the old Bideng."

When you retire and enjoy a happy life, you still don't forget to cause trouble for me."

thump!

Liu Jin knelt down and begged with tears in his eyes.

"Master Sang, for the sake of old Party Secretary Wu, please help me! Once the job is done, I will be rewarded heavily."

Mr. Sang quickly helped Liu Jin up with a smile on his face.

"Boss Liu is so polite, that's what I've been waiting for.
Chapter completed!