After this, something even more magical happened. The man's body trembled violently for a few times, and then a fire suddenly lit up on his body. The fire instantly swallowed him, so that I could only see the light of the fire, but I could not see any "person" in the fire. Moreover, the fire burned extremely quickly. In the blink of an eye, the man was burned to ashes. No, it should have been burned to the point of not even being ashes. After the fire was extinguished, nothing was left in the yard, as if the man had never appeared from beginning to end.

My eyes widened. But Lao Chaitou seemed to have been accustomed to this kind of thing for a long time. He came to me like nothing happened, took out a piece of candy from his pocket and stuffed it into my mouth, and said, "Don't vomit! After sucking so much corpse gas, if you don't consolidate your essence and blood, you will have to become a little zombie tomorrow."

That piece of candy is bitter, even more bitter than the one I ate at Lao Chaitou's house last time, and my tears remained. Lao Chaitou looked at me and smiled: "Haha, you guys are still a little brave, you should be a product for this business..."

Before Lao Chai finished speaking, my father hurriedly came out of the house. When those things happened just now, he and his uncle were watching in front of the window. Now that they were getting to know the matter, they quickly came out to see what I was doing.

Lao Chai looked at my dad, sighed, but did not continue talking.

After dealing with my business, Lao Chaitou hurried back to the house. After entering the house, he didn't do anything big. He just heated up the five meat dishes prepared in advance. Seeing that there was still some meat left in the kitchen, he used radish, vermicelli and cabbage to copy two half meat and half vegetable dishes. Then he found the loose wine that my uncle had brought back from the town and started eating it voraciously.

Later, my father led me into the house and looked at Lao Chaitou's eating habits, and he was sweating. He usually looked like a master, but when he was eating, why... how did he have this virtue?

Seeing that my dad and uncle had both come in, Lao Chai Tou asked us to eat together. To be honest, although I always thought that my mother's cooking skills were good enough, the two best dishes that night were cabbage fried by Lao Chai Tou.

Later I learned that the cabbage fried by Lao Chai Tou is called Lao Chu cabbage. The method is not complicated. It can be eaten in a very small restaurant today. But at that time, this dish was difficult to eat even if it was in the town. Even if it could be eaten, it might not be as authentic as Lao Chai Tou.

That night, Lao Chaitou obviously drank a little high, and my father and uncle were both people who couldn't drink much. After drinking three or two cups, his face turned rosy.

Wine is indeed not a good thing, but at the wine table, it is often because of this thing that brings people closer together.

Whether it was my dad, uncle, or Lao Chaitou, I started talking too much that night.

They talked a lot that day, and I can't remember some of them anymore. I only remember my uncle asking Lao Chaitou, what was the thing that looked like a human just now?

In fact, this question is the biggest question in our hearts, but Lao Chai didn't take the initiative to say that my father and uncle didn't ask too much. At that time, my uncle also found an excuse and took advantage of the alcohol to ask this question.

Lao Chai Tou took a sip of wine and said with a red face: "Flying zombies, it's hard to explain if there are too many. You can understand it as a flying zombie."

I have only heard of zombies in the past, and at most I have seen them on TV, but I didn’t expect that they would appear in front of us today and they could fly. But aren’t zombies jumping around? Why does this look like there is no difference between walking today and living people, and they can fly!

My father and uncle were scared and surprised, but Lao Chaitou seemed to not want to explain more. Not only my father and uncle, but I was also curious and itchy.

I later learned that the reason why Lao Chaitou didn't explain at that time was not because there were any taboos. After all, it was nothing to say something like this, because even if I told it, most people just listened to it as a story and would not take it seriously. The reason why Lao Chaitou didn't say it was because he didn't want my father to know how dangerous his career was, and he was even more afraid that he would lose his mouth for a moment, and completely cut off his inheritance.

After ate for a while, my uncle asked Lao Chai again: "Uncle Chai, when I went to the town yesterday, Aiguo and I happened to see Juyi Village demolished. I looked at it and it seemed that you were there too."

Lao Chaitou did not respond to his uncle's words, but just kept his head shut and drank and ate food, as if he didn't hear it at all.

But my uncle has always been a very curious person. Not long after he was silent, he asked Lao Chai again: "Uncle Chai, you haven't said that... Fei Zombie, why did you come to Yangyang again?"

Lao Chaitou put down the chopsticks in his hand and said, "I told you before that Yangyang has a special physique and is prone to provoking these things. His destiny contains a pure yang energy. To be honest, evil spirits should not be willing to provoke him, but the eight characters are actually a pair of them..."

Speaking of this, Lao Chaitou seemed to suddenly remember something, and he stopped talking halfway through the conversation. No matter how Uncle Ren forced him to ask, he just stopped talking.

Until later, my dad asked: "Is the fate of a person with yang energy in his destiny light?"

Lao Chaitou had said to my dad before that my horoscope was light. Although my dad didn’t know how to tell bones and fortunes, I have heard some mentions in the past. In my dad’s understanding, once the horoscope is touched with the word “yang”, it will definitely not be light, not to mention that I am still a horoscope.

Lao Chaitou's face became even redder than before. He didn't speak, but just drank with his head.

After that, no one said a word. It was not until the pound of loose wine that my uncle brought back was found, and Lao Chaitou stood up and said goodbye.

Before leaving, Lao Chaitou said to my father: "Yangyang has a special physique. If you are in Yinshan and Yin, you will have something more troublesome to look at Yangyang. I am old and have many things that can be saved for a while, but I can't save you for a lifetime. Yangyang Dad, if you still believe me... move away, move to a place with a large crowd and heavy yang energy. The bus station on the east side of the county town should be the best place to go at present. Move as soon as possible." After that, Lao Chaitou stuffed a lucky bag into my father's hand.

It was late at night, and the moon was very round and bright. Lao Chaitou walked on the small road in the village with his hands on his back. The moonlight shone down and shone on his shoulders. I felt that he had suddenly grown a lot older, and his usual straight back seemed a little hunched that night.

My dad looked at the lucky bag in his hand, then looked at Lao Chaitou's back, and was silent for a long time before he led me back to the house.

Afterwards, when Lao Chai mentioned this past, he always said that fate is a very magical thing. In the past, one of his senior brothers said that he only had one disciple relationship in his life, but he was also destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be demanded. On weekdays, he was a person with a very strict tone. He might not say anything he should say, and he would not reveal a single word. On this day, Lao Chai thought that after my father saw Fei Zombie, the matter of accepting disciples should have been a foregone conclusion, but because of drinking, my father's trust in him became shaken.

In fact, what happened later proved that Lao Chaitou and I were not destined to be together, but that the fate had not come. One day, the inheritance of the Shuzheng lineage would still fall on my shoulders.

My dad finally believed Lao Chaitou's words and decided to move.

At that time, the family had no money. My uncle took out all his savings for our move this time. At first, my father refused to accept it, but my uncle said that with his situation, he would never have children in his life. Only my mother was left in the family. I was his nephew and his son. He must worry about my business, and he would also expect me to support him in the future!

My dad finally accepted my uncle's money, asked his relatives and friends to borrow some, and then he barely collected enough money for moving.

I remember that on the day of moving, my uncle kept sending us to the entrance of the village. He leaned against the telephone pole at the entrance of the village, waved to me with a smile, and shouted to me: "Study hard, don't always worry your mother!"

What I remember most clearly is my uncle's eyes, and that reluctance still exists deeply in my heart.

This time, Liu Shangang's father drove a van in the factory to deliver us, but the destination was not the train station, but the family compound of the Post and Telecommunications Bureau. At that time, the postal and telecommunications were not separated, and the family compound of the Postal and Telecommunications Bureau was the current old family compound of the Postal and Telecommunications Bureau.

It is said that my dad originally wanted to go to the bus station, but the bus station is very far from Beishijiao. If I move there, I will definitely transfer to another school. For my studies, my dad finally chose the post office family compound closer to Beishijiao.

This place was not chosen casually. My father asked someone to find an old lay Buddhist in the county town at that time, and gave me my birthday and horoscope, which made me calculate the auspicious place.

I still remember the person my father asked for the surname Zhang at that time, but I don’t remember his name, but I only remember my father called him “Xiao Zhang”. According to my father at that time, Xiao Zhang was a person with a very good life. Not long after he entered the market, he became the team leader and worked smoothly. He became the workshop director at the age of 25. Even when the factory had poor performance, the entire factory could not pay wages, but the workshop where Xiao Zhang was always busy. After a year, he had received a penny of salary and even a bonus.

Xiao Zhang and my father have a good relationship. After knowing something about me, he told my father that the reason why he was lucky was all due to the guidance of an old lay Buddhist in the county. Later, he asked my father for my birthday and horoscope, and asked the old lay Buddhist to make such a lucky place.

As for how Xiao Zhang knew about me, it was very simple. I have a friend who was born a chatterbox, and his name was Liu Shangang.

I told Liu Shangang about mine, and Liu Shangang told his father about it again. His father didn't know when he got too much wine one day, so he told Xiao Zhang about it again.
Chapter completed!