The three big wild boars were tied with pig's trotters by the villagers with hemp ropes. They carried their backs on their shoulders and carried them all the way to the locust tree at the entrance of the village. Near a unique red wall, black tiles and bricks and stone house with unique families. The person in charge was quite prestigious. He looked around and chose a boy from the Wang family to knock on the door.

Before he got close, the person couldn't help but tremble, and goose bumps suddenly appeared on the back of his neck. He felt cold and extremely scary, but because he was asked by everyone, he had to step forward with a stolen forehead.

Wang Hongren, the head of this house, is good at using knives and has great strength. He is called up. He just woke up and was confused. He got off the bed barefoot, put on soft cloth shoes, stepped on the back of the shoes, pushed the door out with a yawning, and found that the morning light was dazzling, so he washed his face with the cold well water, and then became a little more energetic.

Listening to the tribe members, Wang Hongren was secretly surprised and suspicious: "The wild boar that lured and killed the crops, Yunyan from the fourth house of the Xie family? I didn't expect that the boy was so stupid that he had this thought!"

However, he was just the begging of his relatives, thinking that there was nothing wrong with his own people anyway, so why bother to hate the tribe in person and follow the flow and happily played a guest appearance as a butcher.

He walked to the knife holder, picked up the sharp knife as long as a ruler, sharpened it a few times on the whetstone on the side, and went out the door and came near the pig-killing stool in front of the locust tree.

Wang Hongren looked at the three big wild boars placed side by side on the table, and poked their left index finger over and pressed them on the pig's neck.

"I've died long ago and I'm not angry at all!"

However, there must be a scene of pig killing, at least follow the rules.

Wang Hongren held the knife handle in his right hand, taking a deep breath, and as everyone gradually surrounded him and was about to watch the fun, he realized that he had done it and suddenly took action.

"Crack!" Wang Hongren took action very quickly. The white knife entered the red knife and pierced the necks of the three big wild boars in almost no matter what. He scratched up and down and cut open a larger gap.

Unfortunately, few of the villagers present had the knowledge of experts. They stared at the pig-killing stool, their ends were raised high and concave in the middle, and they could only see very little pig blood, which was dripping like a yellow dog peeing.

The old clan hurried to the scene. Seeing that there were so few pigs, he couldn't help but shake his head, and casually called a few people to come over, and carried them away and painted them with a layer of pigs' treasure pot.

Wang Hongren smiled discontently, changed into a handy mountain-opening axe, and came to the pig-killing stool again. With a glance at the position of his attack, he saw a flash of snow-bright axe light, and the position was extremely accurate, which was the joints.

With a plop, an extremely huge pig's head broke with its neck and rolled down to the pig's stool, and was held by a clever boy with a wooden plate covered with red cloth.

The boy picked up the big pig's head and put it aside, looked at the wild boar's triangular eyes, and suddenly felt inexplicably nervous. He quickly clamped a piece of red paper with a piece of red paper, pressed it on the door on the top of the pig's head, and nailed it with an iron needle.

Wang Hongren did this, and then cut out two axes. The pig's heads he cut were steadily caught by the clan's young man. Then, someone was responsible for taking over the job that was broken.

According to the old man of the clan, the largest wild boar was carefully slashed and pulled apart, and then went into the water with three pigs to make pig-killing vegetables for the whole village. After washing the other two wild boars, hundreds of people steamed the pots in four-sea trunks. They were sent to the ancestral hall in the evening. Three animals were sacrificed to the king and thanked everyone for their ancestors, and then handed them over to the princess to the prefect.

No one can tell you about this arrangement, and you can't make any mistakes.

Xie Yunyan did not go to the locust tree at the village to watch the fun. Instead, the boys from the Lanzi Help worked hard and forgot about "Cousin Yunyan" for a while, and no one reminded him.

At this time, Xie Yunyan looked at the money-breaking house, and thought that there was a lot of rain in Xiangyin in spring. Even if it didn't rain yesterday, sooner or later, the weather would not be good, so she quickly borrowed a long ladder from her neighbor's house.

Later, Xie Yunyan went up the mountain to make a load of pig grass, and changed a haystack from his brothers. After they were spread, they were dried wheat straw. They were clamped with two bamboo sticks with vines and woven into tightly arranged grass.

Then, Xie Yunyan stepped on the long ladder to the roof, hung the grass row with hemp rope, dragged it to the damaged area of ​​the cottage, and carefully repaired it.

Xie Yunyan is also a strong laborer. After working hard, most of the morning passed.

The rice water was not in the morning and his stomach was roaring hungry. Xie Yunyan touched his shriveled stomach and suddenly smelled a tempting fragrance.

"Gu..." Xie Yunyan's stomach let out a string of thunder, and she couldn't help swallowing her saliva, smelling the smell until the ground was right.

It turned out that the helper who was preparing to kill pig vegetables at the village head after noon, barely poured two kilograms of blood sausage, washed a pair of pig lungs, and cooked them together with the thick pig buttocks and a few kilograms of pickled beans, and cooked them softly and cut them into scattered pork crumbs, and was about to start a handful of meat.

Xie Yunyan happened to catch up with the good times. She politely thanked her clan members for the invitation from the chief, and walked directly to Wang Longxiang and sat with the boy from the Lanzi Gang.

Everyone looked at each other and smiled. A bench where the two of them were sitting, forced to squeeze out the empty seats for "Cousin Yunyan".

Xie Yunyan picked up the rice bowl and looked at the large pot of meat dishes in front of him, mostly fat and thin buttocks, and the ground was soft and soft. He stretched out his chopsticks and trembled, and quickly handed out the supper to catch it and took it back together.

Xie Yunyan took a deep breath, smelled the fragrance, stuffed it into her mouth, ate the fragrance, and chewed it for two bites, and his eyes lit up.

The white-cut buttock-tip meat comes from the wild boar that is thirsty and thirsty in the mountains and forests and hungry to eat fruits. The taste is also ordinary, just mix it with cold toppings and dip it in water.

Xie Yunyan tasted the taste, after savoring it for a few times, he identified the serious fat, rinsed it with hot soy sauce, first put chopped ginger rice to remove the fishy smell, pressed the wild boar meat game, and then cut fresh perilla into shreds of cold and astringent to enhance the flavor.

This is not the best white-cut dip water, but it can satisfy everyone present's taste and is the most peaceful and honest.

Xie Yunyan ate a piece of blood sausage without adding a lot of starch. She felt that she was not used to it, but found that the taste was unexpectedly tender and smooth.

"It's so cool! It's so fucking fun!"

Xie Yunyan couldn't help but speak out loud, but expressed the voices of most people.

The boy from the Ranzi Gang felt much more comfortable. "Cousin Yunyan" lost the mysterious aura of unfathomable mystery, but instead had a little more human spirit.

Xie Yunyan ate 70% full in this meal, but she didn't continue to eat it. The same is true for others. It can be seen that Wang Xie and everyone else's branches have declined and their family education is still there.

Xie Yunyan suddenly had a whim. He shook the front limb of the half of the axe trapped by the beast. He pondered for a moment, picked up a few pieces of pig lungs with chopsticks, a piece of buttocks with meat, wrapped it in oil paper, put the chopsticks down, and said, "Everyone, use it slowly!" and walked out of the table.

The boy from the Lanzi Gang didn't care. Apart from Wang Longxiang, who was determined to recognize him as his brother-in-law, he greeted him casually and followed him.

"Aesthes are all very revenge! The earth energy of Wulong Mountain is inexplicably strong. If you can create a good fortune, even aesthes will have a chance to become a spirit!"

Sure enough, Xie Yunyan arrived at the back mountain, and the forelimbs caught by the beast had disappeared.

"Every drink and every peck will have a predestiny! It depends on the fate or disaster! I am not afraid of trouble, nor will I cause trouble. If I want to reconcile, please receive this sacrifice!"

Xie Yunyan made a clay pot, put a bag of oil paper, and did not take it apart. After silently praying for blessings, he turned around and left.

Even though there were loud noises coming from behind, he did not look back.

After a stick of incense, Xie Yunyan returned to the scene. The oily paper bag was torn apart, and the oily food inside disappeared.

"There are gods three feet above my head, and all the ghosts and gods in the past testify: since you have received this ceremony, your grudges are clear, and you cannot escape the fate, but you cannot avoid the disaster! I have suffered it alone, so don't involve others!"

Xie Yunyan dealt with the last hidden danger, breathed a sigh of relief, went home to continue tidying up the thatched cottage, and took care of the vegetable fields in front of and behind the door.

Unexpectedly, the scene just now was not only witnessed by Wang Longxiang, but also seen by several tribe members in the village. Their expressions were slightly moved, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

Later, the clan elders ring the bronze bell in front of the ancestral hall and summoned the whole village to the ancestral hall to worship. Later, the princess Tai presided over the pork.

When it was Xie Yunyan's turn, Wang Taigong, whose hair and beard were white, pointed at him in public: "The wild boars in the mountains and forests harmed the crops, so the villagers naturally wanted to get rid of them quickly! But no one did it!"

Wang Taigong divided two large pieces of pork tenderloin for Xie Yunyan and smiled and said, "The people in the village are all warriors, you are a hero!"

Xie Yunyan bowed and thanked, "Thank you, Taigong! The wild boar has been removed, and the beasts dare to go down the mountain. Yunyan strives to make new contributions!"

When Wang Taigong heard this, his attitude couldn't help but smile. The sound of the incense and candle was shaking, and the altar trembled slightly. The fire swayed back and forth, causing Taigong's figures to sway, like ghosts and gods dancing wildly.

Xie Yunyan was secretly surprised: "What a deep inner energy! Even I was hidden from me. Wang Taigong is a great master!"
Chapter completed!