Chapter 39: The Dissolute Lady (11) There was a disturbance at the chicken feast...
Chicken slaughtering banquet is an old custom in the town.
It is said that every year on the tenth day of the eighth lunar month, the King of Hell would send his little ghosts, disguised as chickens, to gnaw on the foreheads of evildoers as a punishment.
Therefore, at this time of year, if you see bite marks on someone's forehead, you will assume that person is a bad person, and the neighbors will avoid him from then on.
But as time went on, it was inevitable that someone would cause trouble. If he made an enemy with someone, he would take a chicken and peck at the person's head at night to create a reputation as a "bad guy".
As the years went by, this matter became true and false, false and true. Later, a bold mayor came. He was very annoyed by this chaos. He didn't care whether the legend of the King of Hell was true or not. He had to put an end to this chaos. So every year on the tenth day of August, the town would hold a chicken feast, claiming that all the chickens sent by the King of Hell would be slaughtered, and no one would do evil in the town.
Everyone said the mayor was crazy and even dared to offend the King of Hell.
On the day of the chicken feast, a tower-high wooden ladder was erected on the street, and on the top of the ladder was a bloody chicken head, which looked like it had just been slaughtered. It was red and blood was flowing down its neck.
Drop by drop, it dripped onto the ground, forming a red dot.
The townspeople gathered below, pointing and talking, not daring to get close. No one dared to confront the King of Hell.
Zhang Ruochen hid in the crowd and watched coldly. Liu Binghai held a torch in her hand and stood horizontally beside the chicken head. The flame on the torch climbed higher and higher. She looked like a proud general in the air.
"Today's chicken feast is about slaughtering all the gossip in town. With the chicken head next to me at the head, we must put an end to this corrupt trend in town."
After he finished speaking, he picked up a live chicken beside him and chopped off its neck with a knife.
The iceberg dropped the chicken body and everyone screamed.
Someone below shouted, "You woman are crazy! You even dare to cuckold the chicken sent by the King of Hell!"
Although this woman is known for her arrogance in the town, she doesn't even take the King of Hell seriously and is truly arrogant.
Liu Binghai wiped the blood from his hands and said calmly, "What about the King of Hell? What about ghosts and gods? If you disrupt the peace of the town, you must be killed."
After saying that, he picked up a chicken and chopped it down with his knife again.
Everyone gasped.
The mayor stared at the drifting ice sea.
Hidden in the crowd was Zhang Ruochen, dressed in black. The child next to him tilted his head to look at him and gently called out "Master of the Manor".
Zhang Ruochen winked slightly, and the boy stopped talking.
In the afternoon, the town was blasted with winds, carrying residual sand and the smell of the earth. Drifting ice killed more than a dozen chickens in a row, their heads falling to the ground and blood splattering everywhere. The townspeople became increasingly speechless.
"Today's chicken feast is to tell everyone that some of these tricks that harm others should be put away, so as not to cause trouble for yourself and upset others."
Her tone was calm, without any criticism, and she glanced at the people below. Everyone was looking at her, looking at each other, and saying nothing.
Everyone felt that this lady was becoming more and more daring, even doing something as unlucky as challenging the King of Hell.
I wonder how much silver the mayor gave to the lady.
"Madam, how much silver did you receive? The more you do this unlucky thing, the bigger the disaster will be." said a middle-aged man in his forties.
Liu Binghai smiled slightly.
Zhang Ruochen frowned and looked at the platform.
"I'm no longer a lady." Liu Binghai said, "Besides, this isn't bad luck."
If there is any bad luck, it is the King of Hell who is at fault.
He rushed into her recklessly, and it was hard to say who was more worried.
The sun gradually set, and the town became extremely quiet at night. The little boy walked beside the drifting ice sea, with his head tilted up, looking at her all the time.
"Just say it if you have something to say." Liu Binghai said.
The boy said, "A man has been looking at you today."
Liu Binghai: "Don't say it's your big brother Zhan again."
Boy: "No, I'm wearing black clothes."
Liu Binghai looked calm and said nothing. He walked to the next alley and turned to walk towards another small street.
The boy followed beside her, "Sister, where are you going?"
Liu Binghai: "There are still chickens left to be slaughtered."
The boy shouted, "Anything else?"
Liu Binghai didn't answer him. Instead, he turned to him and said, "You can bury those chickens you just killed later."
After saying this, he took out a few pieces of off-white paper with some runes prepared in advance on them. "Whether they are the soldiers of the King of Hell or the generals of others, they are still dead. It's pitiful to be involved in this matter. Bury them properly and burn these runes together."
In my next life, if I can be reborn as a human, it would be best if I don’t allow myself to be manipulated by others.
Little Mole nodded and said, "I'll do it later, don't worry, sister."
Liu Binghai nodded and walked forward again. He paused and turned back. His sleeves were tightly grasped by a pair of black hands. His eyes were sincere and pure, but also a little cunning. "Sister?"
What happened again...
Little Mole bit her lower lip with a sly look on her face. "Sister, are you still thinking about the brother in black today?"
Brother in black?
hehe……
Liu Binghai twitched his lips and said, "That pig..."
Forehead.
Xiao Zhi didn't expect that her usually calm sister would speak so vulgarly today.
Liu Binghai counted on his fingers.
If you do a lot of unlucky things, you can generally understand some metaphysical things, but this is not metaphysics.
The little mole asked, "What are you calculating?"
Liu Binghai calmly put down his hand and exhaled, "Let's calculate how many pounds of fat can be produced if it is stewed."
Small mole...
Liu Binghai left him behind and continued walking towards another small street.
Turning the corner, I heard a few women talking about the lady of the tea shop. Although she had done something unlucky today, she looked very proud of herself and didn't look like a divorced woman at all.
"I heard that she asked to be divorced herself."
"This woman is always unexpected. Who would take bad things so seriously? As a woman, there are always things she can do."
"What else can I do? Do that kind of thing? Hahaha..."
The two women closed the door of their room with the washed clothes in their arms.
They are sisters-in-law.
Little Mole snorted, "They don't understand. Even bad things have their own benefits."
"What's the benefit?" asked Liu Binghai.
"It helps others ward off bad luck and increases your own blessings."
Speaking of complacency...
Continuing forward, approaching the He family, a smug rooster was pacing around proudly.
The cockscomb is upright, facing the loess and the back is up, with two red claws firmly grasping the ground.
Seeing Liu Binghai coming back, Jitou looked at her with his eyes shining.
If you look closely, she's a bit arrogant.
Chicken Claw paced twice, as if looking for some sense of existence.
Liu Binghai ignored it, turned around and pushed open a wooden door in front of him.
The movement was sudden and the little mole was startled by her.
The big rooster from the He family also shook its comb excitedly.
The wooden door opened, and Xiao Zhi took a look at the scene inside. His expression suddenly changed, and he whispered, "Sister..."
Liu Binghai patted Xiao Zhi's shoulder and smiled.
In front of me is a colorful chicken, which is very beautiful.
But it only looks half-life.
The wound on the neck was neither deep nor shallow, and bloody bubbles were gurgling out. The rooster tilted its head and looked at the person who came with cold eyes, looking like a chicken with backbone.
Liu Binghai bent down, reached out, grabbed the comb, and lifted it up.
Little Mole: "Sister?"
The big rooster of the He family also came over and looked at the little brother in front of him strangely with pity in his eyes.
Liu Binghai smiled and said, "It's extraordinary. The mayor said that you specifically make things difficult for the unmarried girls in this town. Is that true?"
Oh my, it’s still a chicken that is greedy for beauty.
This chicken has already caused trouble for 28 unmarried girls in the town.
According to the custom of the chicken feast, it should be killed alive on a high rack.
But the town killed it half to death, leaving the drifting ice sea to question.
He felt that this woman was a bit evil. If she were to ask him about the secrets behind the chicken, maybe the truth would be revealed.
Those 28 girls were bullied in the same way, with a heart-shaped peck on their buttocks.
I don’t know how this chicken sneaked into someone’s house in the middle of the night. Each peach heart is bright red and very beautiful.
Legend has it that the King of Hell punishes those who do evil by hitting their foreheads, but these 28 girls did nothing evil, and what’s more, they were bitten on the buttocks.
And this chicken is so handsome.
Liu Binghai grabbed it and looked at the chicken, "I recognize it."
Um?
Little Mole was stunned.
You even recognize a chicken?
Liu Binghai: "Last time I went to the Xu family dye shop to stack corpses, I looked back at the jungle on the way. Do you remember?"
The little mole thought for a moment and said, "I seem to have some impression... could it be this?"
Little Mole looked surprised.
Liu Binghai smiled faintly.
After stacking the corpses that day, she heard a burst of noise from behind the jungle. She turned around and saw a small animal disappearing in the woods. She couldn't see its shape clearly, but she remembered its colorful appearance.
Probably a chicken that likes to stalk.
If nothing unexpected happens, will there be a little heart drawn on her butt as well?
Since she became close to the mayor and took on the job of preparing the chicken banquet, I'm afraid some people are unhappy with her.
Liu Binghai held the chicken and looked at it for a while, then smiled and whistled.
The rooster opened one eye listlessly.
"Those 28 girls' butts, do they smell good?"
Liu Binghai smiled, as if he had already smelled the fragrance of the beautiful girl's butt.
The rooster ignored her, shook his feathers, and seemed to be even sleepier.
Legend has it that the King of Hell sends some strange chickens every year to punish some strange people. These chickens come from the people, but they will be labeled with the King of Hell's logo. The logo is that they all have strange shapes and changing colors. The richer the color, the more it represents the King of Hell's gravity, and the richer the color, the more experience it represents.
Therefore, any chicken with strange colors on the street will be considered the right-hand man of the King of Hell, and even the owner will be respectful to them, for fear that they will be pecked on the forehead and labeled as bad guys if they are not careful.
The colorful chicken in front of you pecked the buttocks of 28 virgin girls. Because they were pecked on the buttocks by the chickens, those virgin girls were once labeled as "unfaithful to women". Not to mention getting married, it was even difficult for them to live as human beings.
It is said that in broad daylight, a girl was pecked on the butt by this big colorful chicken and ran around the box, she was shocked and terrified. Being pecked by a chicken means that you are not a good person. For a young girl, being pecked on the butt by a chicken, what a reputation it would be!
The girl was being chased by the chicken and was running around in panic. The onlookers were pointing and talking, saying things in obscure and cunning ways.
The girl's parents were also angry. This was their daughter's reputation, but they dared not disbelieve the rumor, so they went home and interrogated the girl thoroughly. The girl was in tears and her parents were in tears too.
The girl kept explaining, "I didn't do anything, I really didn't do anything."
However, rumors are an obsession that is deeply rooted in the hearts of ordinary people. Although she looks innocent, the eyes and tongues of the people are not easy to deal with.
Everyone saw with their own eyes that her butt was pecked by a big cock and she ran all over the place, so how could it not count?
Then, the big colorful rooster pecked several girls one after another, each one more beautiful than the other.
All the beautiful girls in this town have become a nuisance in an instant, but the mayor refuses to believe it.
What if one day my daughter is also pecked by this chicken?
I just want to give it some color.
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