Naruto: My Fist is the Last Word

Chapter 804 Peek through

After a while, Xu Xiangqian said to the people next to him when he went to the hut once: “Look! I was right then, this time another person died in the village.”

Those who listened retorted: “The person who died was not from the village.

Xu Xiangqian said: “Although he is not in the village, Lao Wang is dead. It has been a principle since ancient times to kill and pay for his life.

The listener was persuaded, and ran to tell another person how clever he was and where he expected to die. After passing one by one, just changing the name of the prophesied person, so the whole village began to agitate.

“That prediction has come true again!”

“What prophecy! That is a curse!”

“Curse! Three people die every holiday season!”

Suddenly, the threshold of the temples of the village was stepped on, and the incense burner could not be inserted many incense sticks, and the burning smoke of paper money billowed up.

The human heart is a sailing ship without a rudder.

In the days when Dahong Village was shrouded in panic, someone introduced a character. The man dressed in ordinary clothes, like a sharp sword, and the hillbilly was awed by all the people who saw him. He introduced himself: “My last name is Lu, Lu Changfeng. I am from Hudi.”

Lu Changfeng first calmed the hearts of the villagers with a few words, and then directly asserted: “This is a sinful curse! Because you don’t have compassion, because you don’t do anything evil, because you don’t believe in gods, so you suffer from God’s abandonment. ”

The listeners were all trembling, their knees softened, and they immediately crawled before Lu Changfeng’s eyes. Lu Changfeng didn’t want people to bow their heads. He said that he was not a god, but an ordinary people.

“But I have a plan to solve the crisis in Ru Village.”

Lu Changfeng’s plan was simple and clear. Three people were going to die in the village, but Wu Dabing has not yet died, so as long as Wu Dabing can be rescued, the curse will be broken.

The villagers thought about it carefully, and the plan made perfect sense.

“The key is how to save Wu Dabing. If you want to save Wu Dabing, there is only one way to change longevity. What is longevity is to change the lifespan of others to him. There is a requirement to change lifespan, which is to contribute to lifespan. Must be born in the same year, the same month and the same day as Wu Daying.”

It was too difficult to find a person according to this requirement. Dahong Village was the size of a palm, and the population was declining. After over and over again, I found a person who was born on the same date as Wu Daying, but his birthday was not right.

At the door of Wu Daying’s house, a few strong men hurried to the village head and Lu Changfeng, one of them said:

“Report to the village chief and Mr. Lu that there is no person born at the same time, the same month and the same day as Wu Daying in the village’s genealogy.

“How can this be good!!”

The village chief crouched, his frosty beard trembling as he spoke.

“Have you searched it all?” Lu Changfeng asked, frowning.

“I’ve searched it all. Several of us have checked it five times ten times, and I wish I could make another person out!”

“How can this be good!!” the village chief said anxiously.

“Yes! I know who it is!”

Suddenly an excited cry sounded. Everyone looked over and was talking about a short acne-faced man. His eyes flickered and said, “Has everyone forgotten that there is still an outsider in our village!”

“who is it

“Oh-yes yes yes! Mr. Zhuang Chengbing!! Does anyone know the birth date of Mr. Zhuang?” everyone said in unison.

The moon has risen, and the yard is big and clean. In the yard, Zhuang Chengbing was sitting on a small stool, with bamboo strips jumping between his fingers.

The chicken fell asleep. The duck stopped barking. The chickens and ducks don’t know, they will have a new home tomorrow.

There was a loud noise outside, and the voice grew louder and louder.

“Ha–Mr. Zhuang, you are making chicken coops!”

Across the fence of the iron gate, Police Zhuang Chengbing saw several heads appearing in the darkness. He put aside his work and walked over. The village chief and two young men in the village came.

“The village chief, it’s so late, what’s the matter?”

“Mr. Zhuang, I’ll come to you to discuss some things, please trouble you.”

“Are you in such a hurry?”

“Yeah! Anxious! The whole village is waiting for you in a hurry!”

“wait for me?”

The village chief asked about Zhuang Chengbing’s birthday, and Zhuang Chengbing answered, and the two young men next to him immediately became happy.

“Okay! Great!” “The village chief said happily.

Then the village chief told Zhuang Chengbing the ins and outs of the matter.

“Are you willing to help Dahong Village?” The village chief’s turbid eyes stared directly at Zhuang Chengbing.

Without saying a word, Zhuang Chengbing was as quiet as a three star in the sky. The dog next door barked, and slowly fell silent.

……For flowers………

“Have you gone to the hospital?”

“Go! What kind of people’s hospital Wang Daying’s eldest daughter and brother took him to, they didn’t find out what happened!”

“why?”

“No money. It’s blood cancer, it can’t be cured!”

“If the doctor can’t cure it, can the gods cure it?” Zhuang Chengbing said indifferently.

The old village chief was silent, his ears were red.

The clouds covered the moon, and the surroundings plunged into darkness. The two young men who followed held their breaths, and did not dare to take a mouthful of the atmosphere.

The old village chief took out a cigarette and a lighter in silence, and handed one to Zhuang Chengbing. Zhuang Chengbing said, I don’t know how to smoke. So the old village chief lit a fire by himself.

00…….

Taste rubbish click–

Fire teeth beating in the wind, extinguished, ignited again, and extinguished.

The old village head finally lit a cigarette and smoked it quietly. The moonlight drank again, and the white smoke melted into the night.

“Mr. Zhuang, can you take a step to speak.” The old village chief said.

Zhuang Chengbing nodded, then walked in to fetch the key, opened the iron door, and let the old village chief come in. The two young men waited outside the wall wittily, and after a while, they also smoked.

The old village chief finished smoking a cigarette, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and extinguished the flame with the sole of his shoe.

“Sir, I’m not a fool! I’ve lived for most of my life! What story I haven’t heard! Can advanced cancer be cured? It’s a joke!”

“It depends.”

“Wu Dabing is dead, but he won’t die for a while.

“That’s not enough. Why do you want to make trouble in this famous hall?”

“Human hearts! If you don’t comfort them, they won’t give up! What a curse! What a life-changing! We are very clear in our hearts, everything is unreliable!”

Zhuang Cheng looked at the old village head coldly, who kept blinking when he spoke. It was obvious that he had lied.

I am afraid there is still an unknown reason that makes him run and toil.

The village chief waited quietly, but he did not dare to look directly at Zhuang Chengbing. Zhuang Chengbing’s eyes seemed to have a kind of majesty, the same majesty as the patron saint on the posted poster. In the darkness, the old village chief’s legs tremble uncontrollably, and his lips tightened. His heart thumped and thumped wildly. Husband,