Chapter 44: Strange Feeling
I wondered in my mind whether the person in front of me was sick.
But judging from the way he is dressed, he certainly doesn't look like a rich man. For someone who can live in such a luxurious house, it is impossible for him to dress as simply as the man in front of him.
I saw him chattering non-stop in front of me and I didn't bother to say anything more.
"You are not Boss Wang, right? Then I will go find your boss and ask you to inform him."
At this moment, I was more curious.
His eyes fell into the yard, and he wondered how could pigs be raised in such a clean yard.
"what is your job?"
He suddenly asked me.
"Boss Wang called someone to kill the pig."
He was startled, his expression changed slightly, and then he said, "Come with me."
He walked in front and I followed behind, one in front and one behind. At this time, I found that the man in front of me was a little hunched and very thin. After walking for a while, we really came to a pigpen.
However, the environment here is rather gloomy as the sky gradually darkens.
There were some pigs in the pigsty. I looked at them and asked casually, "Which one do you want to kill?"
After we arrived, none of the pigs in the pigsty made a sound.
The man stared at me and said, "Just pick one."
I nodded, too lazy to say anything, but I didn't take action immediately.
After all, before I start, I have to ask about the wages first. When I went to slaughter pigs with my cousin before, I also met people who didn’t pay after slaughtering the pigs and doing the work.
The next thing I asked about was the wages. After I finished asking about the wages.
He was quite straightforward and took out a stack of red bills from his pocket.
I took a quick look and it cost at least tens of thousands of dollars.
My eyes widened immediately, and I thought to myself, is this guy too rude? He just gave me so much money directly?
But I also know that I can't take what's not mine.
“Did you give too much?”
He had a faint smile on his face, "It's okay, just take the extra ones. It's just the end of the New Year, just treat it as a gift for a good time."
He turned and walked away, and his walking posture was a little strange. When I came to my senses and wanted to say something, he had disappeared in the yard.
I didn't waste any time, took out the butcher knife, and glanced at the group of pigs in the yard.
Looking at so many pigs, I was a little confused for a moment and didn't know which one to choose.
I roughly counted them and there were about fifteen pigs in total.
I walked towards them step by step with the butcher knife in hand, wanting to see which one to attack.
What I find strange is that when I walk forward, I always feel like someone is staring at me, like these pigs.
When I slaughtered pigs in the past, basically when I went over with the butcher knife, some pigs would start screaming.
I learned the skill of butchering pigs from my cousin. I am usually quick, accurate and ruthless. After I learned how to butcher pigs, my cousin rarely did it himself. It was basically me who carried the butcher knife and did it myself.
Usually one knife can kill a pig.
I stared at it for a while and finally chose a pig in the corner. When the pig felt my gaze, it subconsciously retreated and curled up in the corner.
I thought to myself, is there something wrong? Why do I feel like this pig has some spirituality?
And its eyes seemed to be sending out messages, which were somewhat different from the pigs I had seen before.
But I quickly reminded myself in my heart, am I not a fool? What can a pig think? I couldn't help but laugh at myself in my heart, I have been slaughtering pigs for several years, why am I still hesitating?
"Brother, I'm sorry. Please be a human being in your next life."
I opened the door and prepared to get the pig out. I walked forward grabbed the pig's ears and pulled it out. The pig still didn't scream, but it was struggling hard.
I tried very hard but still failed.
I was so tired that I was out of breath. I thought to myself that it was a good thing that the owner of the house was not here. Otherwise, he would definitely think I was unprofessional if he saw me wasting so much time killing a pig.
I looked at the pig that was fighting me, so I had to say directly: "Since you won't come out, I will have to do it inside."
I took the butcher knife and was ready to cut in with the white knife, but at this moment, I suddenly found that the pig's pupils suddenly dilated and stared at me.
This gradually gave me a bad feeling.
Something was wrong. I had already decided in my mind that this pig was not an ordinary pig. It even gave me a rather weird feeling.
For a moment, I was actually a little afraid to do anything.
This is the first time I have had this feeling in the five years I have been slaughtering pigs, and the uncertainty in my heart has become even stronger.
As night fell, the surroundings became increasingly darker. I knew that if I didn't take action now, it would be difficult to deal with it when it became completely dark.
I gritted my teeth and walked forward, cutting the pig with my knife.
Without any screams, the pig fell to the ground.
All the tools were ready, and I started to bleed the pig and deal with it.
I don't know why, but while I was dealing with the pig, I felt very uneasy.
After I had processed the pig a little, it was already around ten o'clock in the evening. After I was done, I was about to leave, but before leaving, I had to talk to the owner and say hello.
I walked towards the door. I originally thought that it would be difficult to find someone in such a big house, but I didn't expect that the process of finding someone would be much simpler than I thought.
As soon as I went out, I ran into the man who was hunched over before.
After I greeted him, he looked at me and said, "Is it really handled?"
I hummed and said, "You'll know for yourself if you go and see for yourself."
He also stood there without moving, with a somewhat weird smile on his face. This smile made me shiver uncontrollably.
He waved his hand and said, "Don't look anymore. I believe you. You can go now."
I nodded and started walking forward. After taking a few steps, I suddenly felt like there was a pair of eyes staring at me from behind. When I turned around, I saw the hunchbacked man standing behind me, staring at me.
I looked at him strangely. He didn't say anything. He leaned against the wall and waved at me, indicating that I could leave.
The smile on his face hadn't faded yet, but he looked frozen.
I nodded and walked outside. When I reached the door, I actually felt a cold sweat on my back.
I got in the car and didn't think much about it. I drove the pickup truck towards the city. On the way, I also wanted to call my cousin and tell him that the matter was settled.
The call was made, but no one answered.
I was still wondering where my uncle had gone.
After thinking about it for a while, I still couldn't figure it out, so I simply stopped thinking about it and stepped on the accelerator to drive towards the slaughterhouse. However, while driving, I always felt a chill on my back, and the back of my head seemed to be stared at by a pair of eyes...
