The story of the farmer fighting the devil

in ancient times, in the days of slavery, there was a farmer who worked at his home, working hard, so the lord loved him very much.

the lord once said to him, "if you can give me two silvers or you can take away the devil from the mud, i'll set you free." the farmers thought, "it's hard to get silver, but it's good to get rid of the devil." he went to the blacksmith and asked the blacksmith to wring his lashes with wire.

the blacksmith did it for him.

he took this horse whip to the lake.

when you get there, you squeeze it with mud.

and suddenly the devil came out of the water and asked him, "what are you doing here, man?" the farmer said, "oh, i'm going to build a temple here.

you see, the pillars are ready." it's a sticky pole.

the devil said to him, "you will never make it here.

we'll strangle you!" as soon as you're done, go to the bottom of the lake and report the devil.

the lord said to the elder, “go and say to the farmer who intends to build a temple here: if he can beat you, we will leave the lake, and if you defeat him, he will leave.” the old ghost drilled out of the lake and said to the farmers: “our king said that whoever wins the lake belongs to us.” but the farmer said, "i'm sure you're better off than me and you're better off fighting my grandfather, he's old and full of moss and he's lying in the woods." the lake is a forest.

the elder believed him.

they entered the woods and saw a bear lying under the bush.

the farmer said to the elder ghost, "my grandfather is lying there, you fight him, and if you can beat him, you'll fight me." the devil went to the bear and touched him with his claws: "hey, get up, let's fight!" the bear jumped up and grabbed and bit, and the devil broke free.

he jumped into the heart of the lake and said, "damn it! can't beat him! i had a fight with his grandfather, who was old and full of moss, but i couldn't fight him -- he wouldn't let me live if i fought him!" then the lord sent another hunchback to fight the farmer.

the hunchback came out of the lake and said, "well, whoever blows the whistle, the lake belongs." the farmer said, "but you blow first, you blow me again." when the devil whistles, the leaves fall.

and the farmer said, "hey, i'm gonna blow it, but you're gonna blindfold it first, or i'm gonna blow it, and your eyes are gonna pop out." the hunchback blindfolded his eyes with a handkerchief.

the farmer put up a whip on his neck, and the kid beats up and rolls into the heart of the lake, and he says to the lord of the devil, "it's impossible for him.

he doesn't care when i whistle; but when he blows, my eyes almost fall out."