Coarse cloth quilt, warm and sturdy, for Xiaohu, who has fled for several days and was seriously injured, it is simply a luxury to sleep in such a quilt, but his luck seems to be good, he slept in such a quilt for three days before waking up satisfied, and his good luck seems to be more than that, as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a big-eyed girl with two small pigtails looking at him curiously, as soon as he saw Xiaohu wake up, he immediately clapped his hands and said: "Oops! You've finally woken up, you've been asleep for three days, I almost thought you wouldn't wake up!"

"You...... Who are you?" the little girl looked to be no more than seven or eight years old, lively and cute, so that Xiaohu was not wary at all. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

As if she hadn't heard Xiaohu's question, the little girl turned around and ran towards the outhouse, shouting, "Mother, big brother has woken up!"

Xiaohu sat up, only then did he find that his whole body had been changed into a set of clean cotton clothes and pants, although it was quite old, but it was also very comfortable, the wounds of all sizes on the whole body had been carefully healed, and the forearm of the right hand was wrapped in white cloth and impermeable, although he could move freely, but he didn't feel it at all, and he didn't know what kind of injury he had suffered?

"You're awake!" The one who spoke was a quiet and beautiful middle-aged woman, who was brought in by the little girl just now, and saw that Xiaohu had sat up, and said, "It's just right, the porridge is also boiled, so you can have a little breakfast together." He turned to the little girl and said, "Xiaoyu, you take this brother to wash up, and then come to dinner." After saying that, he smiled and stepped out.

The girl Xiaoyu smiled and said, "You wait a while!" After a while, she brought a steaming wooden basin from outside the house, Xiaohu had already gone to the ground, and hurriedly said, "I'll come by myself!", then took the basin, scooped up the water from side to side, and said in her heart: "What the hell is going on? I was knocked unconscious by the strange man with the skull mask in the ruined temple, and I don't know how to use it, didn't you say that you were going to take me to hell......? Doesn't it look like it? Could it be that there was an accident on the way?" Just thinking about it, a pair of white and red hands handed over a snow-white cloth towel from the side, Xiaohu hurriedly took it, wiped it on his face, and said with some embarrassment: "Just give me an old one." ”

"Brother, don't be so outside!" Xiao Yu smiled: "You are my brother, we are a family, you are going to live here for the rest of your life, this cloth towel was originally your thing, why are you so polite!"

Seeing that the girl was extremely sincere, not like she was lying, Xiaohu secretly pinched her thigh, it hurt! It hurts! It hurts! It definitely doesn't mean that she is dreaming!

"Poof!", Xiaoyu couldn't help laughing when she saw Xiaohu's appearance, and said: "You're not dreaming, this is hell, if you have any curious things, just endure it first, because I'm still young and don't know much, it's a hellish ghost, you just ask me, I can't say anything, you eat breakfast first, wait for my dad to deliver it back, you just ask him well, he is an old ghost, he knows everything." ”

Hearing Xiaoyu say this, Xiaohu didn't ask, and silently followed her to the outhouse, the house was extremely ordinary, although it was simple, but it was clean and tidy, the middle-aged beautiful woman was placing the dishes and chopsticks, and when she saw them coming out, she said: "What's the matter, when your master comes back, you will naturally understand, let's eat first." ”

"Division...... Master! When did I even have a master!" Xiaohu was even more strange in his heart, the mother and daughter and everything in front of them seemed warm and peaceful, but this thing was strange everywhere, and then he thought about it, if the messenger of hell really wanted my life, he would just punch me to death, why did he do so many things? Besides, I am a fourteen-year-old child, and he can't get anything from me, so why should I be afraid?

Thinking about it, I didn't bother with these strange things, and looked at the table, there were five or six roasted steamed buns in the middle, pickled melon, two dishes of bean curd next to it, and white rice porridge with a clay pot, this hungry young man's throat seemed to have a small hand, trying to stretch out his throat and drag all these light and appetizing foods into his stomach.

Seeing Xiaohu's vicious eyes staring at the food, the beautiful woman was slightly happy and said, "Okay, you're welcome, do you want me to help you serve porridge, hurry up and do it yourself!"

When Xiaohu heard this, he endured **, first served a bowl of porridge to this beautiful woman and Xiaoyu, and then served a bowl to himself, drank a big mouth, but was burned, so he had to take a steamed bun first, break off a piece, and stuff it into his mouth.

Xiaoyu and her mother couldn't help laughing, pursed their lips and snickered, Xiaohu smiled awkwardly, and said in his heart: "After the accident at home, I haven't eaten a decent breakfast for many years, I can't imagine that this rare breakfast in the world has been easily realized in this hell, is this hell or heaven?"

An ordinary breakfast, without delicacies, but it actually added a touch of warmth to the young man's fierce and cold heart, which was Xiaohu's hellish career that he couldn't even think of when he was killed, and it unexpectedly opened in such a way!

After breakfast, Xiaohu originally wanted to help the mother and daughter clean up, but was stopped by the beautiful woman and said: "Men have what a man should do, and you have done it, so what do we women do?" ”

The moment Xiaohu walked out of the door, the fierce scorching sun made his eyes tingle, but he didn't feel a trace of heat all over his body, his whole body was exposed to the scorching sun of September without any cover, not only did he not feel hot, but the right half of his body was still cold from time to time.

"It shouldn't be malaria, but it's not right, if it's malaria, it should be hot and cold, what's wrong with my body?" However, except for the occasional chill, Xiaohu didn't feel anything else wrong, so he relaxed a little, looked around, and when he saw the landscape in front of him clearly, he finally couldn't help but say to himself: "This ...... This is hell, is this what hell really is?"

There are no cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods, no oil pot knife mountain, no heart-to-heart and lungs, and there is no legendary horror. In front of his eyes turned out to be a paradise, peaceful everywhere, the hard workers in the fields are working happily, a few naughty children on the ridge chasing the little flower dog laughing and playing, a few little daughters-in-law by the river are washing clothes in the raccoon yarn, where is the slightest horror scene, if this is hell, then I don't know how many people in the world will fly here like flies that smell blood, "if the living come out, the sky will thunder" The poisonous oath can be reissued? Who would want to leave such a place like "The Story of the Peach Blossom Spring"?

Xiaohu's eyes gradually became accustomed to the strong sunlight, his eyes opened to the limit, looking at this beautiful fairyland-like scene, and suddenly said softly: "This kind of life is really hell for me, if I indulge in this kind of life, how can I repay the insults I have suffered! Who else will clean up those wicked people! Someone else's paradise is my hell, I want to leave here, I can't live such a life!"

"Boy, nothing can be superficial. A red-faced man with a Chinese character face stood quietly behind Xiaohu at some point, and said flatly: "After I tell you the secret of hell, you will tell me whether this is hell or heaven!"

(Note: Some post-90s book friends on the Internet pointed out that the word "heaven" came from the West, and it was impossible to appear in the Northern Song Dynasty, first of all, I am very grateful for the seriousness of the book friends, but the "Altar Sutra" of the six ancestors of the Tang Dynasty Huineng clearly mentions: "All plants and trees, evil people and good people, evil laws and good laws, heaven and hell, are all in the air.") It can be seen that the word "heaven" has existed for many years before the Northern Song Dynasty. ）

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