Chapter 55: Why am I so unlucky?
Faced with people's admiration, Old Man Su felt guilty but also excited.
Anyway, the tiger is dead!
Looking at his rusty spear with almost all the hair falling off, and the huge tiger with smooth and shiny fur, Old Man Su felt relieved when he was revived.
"Haha... thank you for the compliments, thank you... Actually, I didn't do anything..."
Old man Su rubbed his face, his face flushed red, and he couldn't stop smiling.
"Brother Su, don't be so modest! You took down a big tiger with one shot, how can you say you didn't do anything?"
"That's right! If you didn't do anything, wouldn't we be too embarrassed to face anyone?"
"That's right! Haha, Uncle Su, you don't know, Goudan was so scared that he peed his pants just now..."
As soon as this voice fell, several people around secretly squeezed their legs together.
Their pants were also wet.
Li Goudan, whose name was called, flushed red in the face and shouted angrily, "Wang Xiaoer! Stop talking nonsense! You peed your pants!"
"I'm not talking nonsense! If you don't believe me, just look, his pants are still wet!" Wang Xiaoer shouted with a laugh.
Everyone looked at Li Goudan's pants.
Li Goudan wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
Such a ferocious tiger was afraid, but he was weak in the legs and accidentally released the flood. Can you blame him?
"I'm not the only one like this. There must be others who are scared to pee. If you don't believe me, take off your pants..." Li Goudan simply gave it a go and dragged down whoever he could.
As he spoke, he pulled down someone's pants.
"Fuck! Get out of here, you bastard!"
"Li Goudan, get out of the way..."
While everyone was dodging, they pulled up their pants and kicked Li Goudan with laughter.
Some people laugh, some people cry.
"Dad! Dad, how are you? Wuwu... Don't scare me..."
A heart-wrenching cry came from afar, which immediately stopped the laughter.
Only then did people remember that the tiger had suddenly jumped out and bit several people.
The cheerful atmosphere froze and everyone ran towards the crying sound.
I saw a boy of about fourteen or fifteen years old, lying on a man covered in blood and crying.
"They are from the Stone Village next door." Someone said.
"Alas! It's Zhang Dalang from our village." Someone nearby limped over, clutching their bleeding arm, and said, "His family was already struggling, how are they going to get by from now on?"
After saying that, he looked at the boy crying on the ground with a miserable face.
Most of the people who were bitten by the tiger just now were from Shitou Village.
At this time, they still had fear on their faces, supporting each other and walking over with staggering steps.
Some of these people were bitten by the tiger on their arms, some on their legs, and some on their buttocks...
In short, there was blood, but it was not fatal.
There was only the middle-aged man lying on the ground, half of his leg was bitten off by the tiger, his eyes were closed, and he had fainted.
Everyone was shocked, their faces filled with sympathy and compassion. They hurriedly helped to bandage the wound, and made a simple frame with local materials and put the person on it.
When the village chief saw that most of the people in Shitou Village were injured, he was glad that the people in his village were lucky. He quickly called two strong men to help carry the people back home.
The people in Shitou Village saw that all the people in Daliushu Village were gathered together and had killed the tiger. Then they looked at the people in their own village and saw that they were in such a miserable state. They couldn't help but wonder in their hearts, why is all the good luck concentrated in Daliushu Village?
Why are the people in my own village so unlucky!
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