C223 Buy a Fist

I laughed dryly and said to Uncle Tang, "Are we on the same side? That doesn't seem to be the case, does it? "

Uncle Tang sighed, with an aged look on his face: "I know you look down on me. But no matter what my goal is, I have raised the Little Tang Wei to this big, right? Everyone's heart is made of flesh, how can I not have any feelings for her? If I really only use her as a shield, what would I do with her at school? "

"When I brought her up to this age, I ate, wore, played, and used her. What have I done to her? I understand that girls need to be rich. Do you think I'm rich or not? "

I didn't say anything. I kept thinking, "Since you killed her mother, no matter how rich you are, it's useless."

Uncle Tang seemed to have guessed what I was thinking and continued, "I am indeed responsible for Third Sister's death. But that wasn't my intention. You saw what happened that day. I was playing mahjong and couldn't care less about anything else. Even if you tell me that the Japanese are coming, I might not be willing to leave the card table. "

I smiled and patted Uncle Tang on the shoulder. Uncle Tang immediately smiled, his smile had a sense of happiness from suffering, and was gratified that he had finally obtained recognition.

I saw that Uncle Tang was so excited that tears were about to fall, but I kept smiling. It was good enough for me to keep smiling, but inside I was cursing: Fuck, crocodile tears.

I have never forgotten about Uncle Tang giving us poison tea. If not for this incident, I might really have been tricked by him.

One was someone who had murdered two people in order to keep a secret, while the other was the boss of a gang. He said he was a good man and he was never cruel, and I wouldn't believe it even if he were beaten to death.

Right now, the Uncle Tang still has some use, so I had to rely on him to find the Earth Temple in the eyes of the ghosts.

Uncle Tang is very talkative, or perhaps he was intentionally trying to get close to me. He said a lot of things that he didn't care about. He said that his life should have been decided more than ten years ago. Being able to live for so long could already be considered earning money, so he didn't feel too sad to die.

When a man takes his heart out with you, you are easily moved and think he thinks you are one of his own. In exchange, you might as well have taken his heart out and taken his lungs out. Fortunately, I didn't fall for the Uncle Tang's trick, so I was always on guard against him.

After that, the Uncle Tang also sensed that I was a bit wary of him. He sighed and stopped talking. After a while, he started to talk about how hard it was to walk on the Road to River Styx.

I was a little impatient for him to continue blabbering at the side, so I took the initiative to find a topic. "My fellow villager, the soul in Hu Dali's body, is it yours?"

Uncle Tang nodded his head: "That's right, mine."

He embarrassedly smiled and said, "Actually, I myself know that I offended Third Sister, so I might have died that day." If I offended a living person, then that's fine. At most, they would kill me. However, it's not the same if you offend Third Sister. She's an evil spirit.

"I've been thinking of a way to make this soul of mine be cunning. It just so happens that your fellow villager came over, and I just happened to notice that he's missing one Soul, so I lent him my own Soul. "

I curiously asked the Uncle Tang: "If you lend him your Soul Depth, what benefits do you get?"

The Uncle Tang said, "There are too many benefits. If I was killed by Third Sister, I would be scared out of my mind. I have at least one soul left on this earth. Maybe I can rely on this in the future? It could be said that they have prepared a backup plan for themselves. "

When I heard this, I suddenly felt a strong sense of uneasiness: how was he going to make it through?

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that something was wrong. After Hu Dali obtained this Soul Depth, he did indeed become a little smarter, but his entire person seemed different from before. He fell in love with drinking, and fell in love with a conversation, looking like a bastard no matter how I looked at it.

Could it be that his new actions were all brought about by the Uncle Tang? If that was the case, if something really happened to the Uncle Tang, would his resolve control Hu Dali's soul? Even fusing with Hu Dali's soul, taking his body and soul as his own?

The more I think about it, the more possible it is that I have to find Hu Dali and bring him out when I leave this damned place.

Just as my imagination was running wild, two figures appeared in front of me. The two men were standing at the side of the street, engaged in a fierce battle. One of them was big and tall, covered in fat. The other was small and weak.

The tall and skinny youth was pressed down on the ground. He raised his fist and continued to punch.

I couldn't stand it any longer and shouted, "Hey, what are you doing?"

Uncle Tang tugged at me: "Ninth day, it's better to not cause too much trouble. Don't worry about it."

It's a pity that I can't do anything about it. The tall one turned his head as soon as he heard my voice. He grinned and said, "Another one for a beating."

I noticed that both the man and the person being beaten were ghosts.

He was a long man, and in two or three steps he was right in front of me. He looked me up and down a few times and said straightforwardly, "I'm going to give you ten punches. One Mint for one fist, do you want to exchange? "

I reached into my pocket and pulled out a stack of paper money. Only then did I realize that I really received the paper money from Mr. Zhao.

When the ghost saw my Mint, its eyes immediately lit up and it shouted, "Give it to me!" Then, he snatched away my Mint.

"Do you still hit me?" I asked.

As the ghost counted the money, he absent-mindedly said, "Forget it, since you have so much money to pay me, I'll let you off this once."

I said, "No. I will buy you a punch with just one Mint. I'll buy it all in ten pieces. Now that I've given you at least a hundred, don't you owe me ninety fists? "

The ghost was stunned. "What does it mean to owe you ninety punches? You want me to hit you? "

I swung my fist. "Your calculation isn't good. Did the physical education teacher teach you? "

My fist hit him squarely in the jaw. Even the sturdy looking Tie Ta couldn't stand this position. The ghost wailed in pain and fell to the ground, face up.

If it was any other brat, they would have fainted by now.

The ghost struggled to get up, but now he was seeing stars. How could it be easy to get up? Besides, I wouldn't give him that chance. I hurried over and stomped my foot on his head.

The ghost screamed and my foot fell again. This time, he had stepped on it. Half his face was swollen.

Uncle Tang said in praise, "I would have definitely used you as my junior if I knew you a few years ago."

I said, "No, I'm not that kind of guy."

Uncle Tang looked at the unrecognizable ghost at my feet and said, "No, no, no, you are perfect."

The ghost said with difficulty, "Is it Brother Tang?"

Uncle Tang exclaimed: "You know me?"

The ghost cried out, "I am scrawny monkey."

As soon as I heard they knew each other, I stopped. I'm not trying to give face to the Uncle Tang, I'm just curious about the relationship between the two of them.

Uncle Tang walked over to scrawny monkey and looked at him carefully. He nodded and said, "That's right, he looks like scrawny monkey. However … "Why are you so fat?"

scrawny monkey snickered, wiped the blood off his face and said: "There's nothing I can do, after I die I'll eat better than when I was alive, after a while, won't I get fatter?"

Uncle Tang said in bewilderment, "That's not right, I remember you are an orphan. You no longer have any relatives in your family. Where did you get this incense from?"

scrawny monkey said, "I don't have one myself, but I can steal others'. Brother Tang, I've discovered that in this place, whoever has the toughest fist will listen to him. "No one cares at all."

Uncle Tang nodded in agreement before turning to me and said, "Ninth day, this kid is my brother. He followed me before. For my sake, can you spare him this once? "

I nodded with an indifferent expression. Since I can't kill him, I'll have to let him go. Do I have to continue beating him up? I was too tired.

scrawny monkey and Uncle Tang were old friends, and the two quickly became very friendly. From time to time, the two of them would whisper in low voices. I couldn't hear them clearly, but I was sensitive enough to believe that what they were saying had something to do with me.

I began to be alert. Now that the Uncle Tang is alone, he might not need me anymore. Maybe he would show his true face.

The two of them chatted for a while, then turned around and walked over to me.

Uncle Tang smiled at me. scrawny monkey also smiled at me. For some reason, I felt that their smiles were particularly fake.

I also smiled. I really wanted to be a bit more sincere. But I also knew that my smile must have looked even more fake.

There's no helping it, I'm just a person who doesn't know how to fake things, so I can't pretend to be sincere.

After walking for another half an hour, the scrawny monkey pointed to the front and said, "There it is."

I saw that we had reached the edge of the Cypress City. There was a shabby house there, standing alone. I don't know what this house is made of, except that it's small and very shabby.

scrawny monkey walked over and pushed the door, causing a wooden door to fall down. I saw that it was only a few square meters, and there was nothing but dust.

I curiously asked, "This is the Earth Temple?"

scrawny monkey nodded: "Yes. After I died, I vaguely heard a voice telling me to come to this place. "

Uncle Tang also agreed, "That's right, I heard it too."

Then he smiled at me. "The ninth day, of course. This is the room. Let's go in."

He went in, but he didn't move, so I didn't move. I said, "You go in first."

Uncle Tang laughed and used a weird tone to speak: "Ninth day, Uncle wants you to go in, you can go in."