Li Lao Er took a look and saw that the other party was not satisfied, this time its all over, thinking that rather than being tortured to death by you, he might as well die himself. Thinking of his glorious past ending up in such a situation, Li Lao Er picked up the broken pieces on the ground and prepared to slash his wrist, when suddenly he felt something hit him on the back of his head, turned around and saw a roasted chicken leg with a bite taken out of it lying on the ground behind him...

  Li Lao Er suddenly felt that this was the heavens helping him! With the roasted chicken as an offering, it should be enough. He wiped away his tears with a joyful heart and piled the roasted chicken into the broken bowl. A voice from behind said: "Hey, hey, my things he cant eat, nor dare to eat, thats for you to eat."

  "Who?" Li Lao Er turned around with the kerosene lamp, and on the other side of the archway, he saw a disheveled person lying on the stone slab, holding a wine gourd in one hand and half a roasted chicken in the other, pointing at himself.

  Across the few meters of road, Old Man Li could smell the sour stench on the other persons body... How long hadnt they taken a bath? This madman, he had seen him before, normally not greeting each other, no interactions, why did he come here today? Isnt he supposed to be living in the cowshed?

  Li Lao Er looked suspicious, and the crazy Taoist continued to gnaw on a piece of meat, muttering: "Good-hearted people give quick meat, love to eat or not, deserve to be unlucky!"

  Li Lao Er was a well-known figure in the Jianghu when he was young, not particularly famous, but at least had blood on his hands. He had been through three dynasties and if it werent for this matter, he might have become a hero of the era. Although he is old now, the foundation of his youth is still there, which is something that comes from birth. He bent down to pick up the roast chicken on the ground and glared at the mad Taoist: "When inviting someone to drink, one must have the demeanor of an inviter, Im not begging for food!"

  "Haha, still a bit temperamental, eh!" The crazy Taoist showed off his yellow teeth and waved the wine gourd in his hand as he stood up and said: "Old buddy, come on over and sit down, Ill treat you to some wine and chicken!"

  The rivers and lakes have their own style, although he is old, but that momentum is still there, after humming softly, he walked to the side of the mad Taoist and said: "Take it!"

  The mad Taoist handed over the wine bottle, and Li Laore took the gourd and poured it into his mouth, gulping down half a bottle in one go. Seeing this, the mad Taoist panicked, jumped up to grab the gourd, and scolded: "Youre so shameless, I told you to drink and you drank like that!"

  Li Lao Er is also a good drinker, its been many years since he had no money and no wine, and he didnt care about him, only taking care of himself drinking, which made the Taoist so anxious that he jumped his feet: "Enough!!!!!! Leave some for me!" After finishing, he snatched back the gourd and shook it against his ear, then squinted at the wine gourd with a somewhat heartbroken mutter: "Too shameless, drank so much from me all at once!"

  Li Lao Er wiped his mouth with his sleeve and let out a loud shout: "Bring it here!"

  That mad Taoist hid the wine gourd in his bosom and said: "No! You want me to drink it all up!"

  Li Lao Er turned his face away and said: "How petty!"

  That mad Taoist wouldnt take that lying down, and with a glint in his eye said: "Whats wrong with being petty? Are you honest? Youre also drinking my wine!" He hugged the wine gourd and circled Li Laersan again, sizing him up from head to toe and saying: "I think you must have some trouble, and its been going on for a long time."

  "Am I in trouble, or am I in big trouble? How did you know?"

  That mad Taoist turned to Li Lao Ers back, and suddenly kicked his calf. Li Lao Ers ankle hurt, and he knelt down with a thud. Before he could open his mouth to cry out in pain, he felt the clothes on his body being pulled off.

  Li Lao Er was stunned by this sudden scene and shouted: "What are you doing?!"

  The voice had barely fallen when he felt a chill on his back, and a bloody smell mixed with stench rushed to his nose. Before he could react, something was stuck on his back again, and the bleeding wound immediately felt blocked, and his clothes were also put down.

  That crazy Taoist priest helped up the inexplicable Li La Er and said: "What did you used to do?"

  "Farmer."

  That mad Taoist suddenly changed his expression from just now, looked straight at Li Lao Er, and there was a kind of irresistible severity in his eyes: "You didnt tell the truth, youre not a farmer, but doing something that cant be seen by people!"

  Li Lao Er was almost sixty years old, seeing the madman in front of him who was a bit younger than himself, with some dissatisfaction said: "What I do has nothing to do with you?"

  "It has nothing to do with me, but it has something to do with you. You have a corpse aura and a kind of Gu poison on your body. In recent years, you have been under the control of others. Every full moon night, your chest, back, and soles will ache, repeating over and over again. If you dont get rid of it thoroughly, your life wont last long."

  Li Lao Er heard this and knew that the man was indeed talking about himself. He understood that he had probably encountered a superior person. His ancestor, who was skilled in "palm reading", had also learned from a master, which is why he possessed this skill of grave robbing. He thought to himself that there was no need to hide it anymore, so he lifted his clothes and revealed the red thread on his chest, saying: "Look!"

  That crazy Taoist priest was also shocked and took a deep breath, saying: "So ruthless!"

  "Sir, is there a way to resolve this? To be honest, when I was young, I committed manslaughter and killed a local warlord. I escaped from Henan and came here, seeing that there were some business opportunities to be had, so I made up my mind to stay. However, things didnt go as planned, and my older brother got involved, and now he often appears in my dreams, asking me to come here on the 1st and 15th of every month to make offerings, or else he will torment both of us."

  Although my brother and I are separated by life and death, we are both at the mercy of others. Alas, these years have been filled with natural disasters and human calamities, and I really cant come up with anything decent to offer as tribute. I reckon there isnt much time left either. If it werent for your call, I would have given up long ago."

  "Dead? You think you can escape by dying? Ill tell you, even if you die, youll still be controlled by him. So, go back tonight and stick this talisman on your chest." The mad Taoist then handed Li LaEr a yellow talisman with cinnabar symbols drawn on it.

  Li Lao Er took over and asked suspiciously: "Does this work?"

  The Taoist stared at him and said: "You talk nonsense, if you dont want to die, stick with me, Ill go to your house tonight!"

  "Then well have to go up the mountain later, the team asked me to find those things for them..."

  "Stop looking! Just say Im ill, if you keep searching, your whole village will be finished!"

  For the whole day, Li Lao Er was pacing back and forth in his own home, the thick scab on his body had already started to fall off, he could only use toilet paper to constantly wipe it away. However, today was different from before, that mouthful of wounds didnt even feel painful when touched, those two red lines were about to connect soon.

  In the late afternoon, when we were working on handicrafts, the villages loudspeaker suddenly sounded. It was the voice of the village branch secretary shouting: "Tonight, after dark, all households must close their doors and windows. We have received a message that a small group of saboteurs has infiltrated to disrupt our production plan. The higher-ups have sent people to investigate, so no matter what sounds come from outside, do not open the door or turn on the lights. That is when we will be capturing the saboteurs..."

  After finishing reading the manuscript, Old Branch Secretary wiped the big sweat on his forehead, bent his waist and laughed at the crazy Taoist who was picking his teeth with his second leg raised: "You see, are you satisfied?"

  That crazy Taoist got up, grabbed the teapot on the table, took a mouthful of water and said: "If anyone runs out and something happens, youre responsible!" He opened the door, and the Taoist stumbled out, humming a little tune, leaving behind the branch secretary who was sweating profusely, his mouth pressed against the microphone wrapped in red cloth, repeating what he had just said. He didnt let up, took a deep breath and said: "Anyone who doesnt close their doors and windows tonight will have their work points deducted, anyone who does will get an extra work point!"

  The whole village was in an uproar, this is a good thing that has fallen from the sky, just sleeping at home can earn a work point. Those men repeatedly reminded their wives, as soon as they finished eating, to immediately go up to the kang. Some of those mischievous children were even tied up with ropes by their families, afraid that they would run out and cause trouble at night...

  Tonight, Hongcun village is quiet, the sky has not yet darkened, and every household has already closed their doors and windows. Some curious people peeked through the window to see what the special agent looked like, but only heard a man singing in a low voice at the head of the village: "Heaven is so heartless, my life is lost, I will return to the nine springs! I ran around, my heart was broken, where can I find my loved ones? I cried bitterly, my sorrow cannot be stopped, how can my lonely soul rest?! The high ridge is difficult to climb, but my loved ones spirit is looking back! I called out, my heart has been torn apart, its hard to calm down the hundred boiling emotions. Tears, tears, what can I rely on? Summoning the soul, but it doesnt come, and my heart is hurt... Calling out, where can I go? The heavens and humans are separated by a long distance; sorrowfully, what am I thinking of? My loved ones spirit, dont look back! Dont look back, ah, dont look back, child, child, tears choke me..."

  An old man heard this and immediately twisted his grandsons ear, who was sneaking a peek, saying: "Cant look! Cover your ears, dont listen!"

  "Grandpa, why is he singing so beautifully!"

  The old man picked him up and rushed into the inner room, saying: "Little ancestor, dont listen, this is a soul-calling song!"