The continuous progress of modern science and technology has formed a natural barrier between urban and rural areas, and although the two can be infinitely close, there are essential differences. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

People living in the city and in the countryside can easily distinguish between a piece of clothing, a word, and an action.

The logic of thinking has gradually evolved with the changes in the living environment, and although the support of rural areas is being carried out, the results achieved are not too significant.

For people living in rural areas, they are not willing to accept the help of the current stage of high technology, and they yearn for the most simple way of life.

A point of hard work, a point of harvest, enjoy the income of their labor to let themselves get the most down-to-earth life, they just want to let themselves spend their lives peacefully.

And this is only the thinking logic of a small number of rural people, and there are many people who are trying to respond to national policies to get rid of the title of rural people as much as possible.

And the above-mentioned rural reluctance to be helped, in a remote mountain village, is not uncommon, and in their environment, high-tech equipment is almost non-existent.

Carrying his own hoe every day, working in the field, although sweating, but the beauty gradually derived from the heart is irreplaceable by modern machines.

It is now the coldest time of winter, and there is no trace of the villagers in the fields, only the crystal snowflakes flying in the sky.

At the moment, many people in the village are enjoying the warmth of the stove on their own kang, and several families eat some dry goods together, play cards, play chess, and live happily.

Their self-sufficiency is reflected in them, and their children now play in the snow despite the cold.

The snow is crumpled into the shape of a ball and gradually falls on each other's cheeks, and the moment of pain is accompanied by a chill, which is a feeling that people expect during a snowball fight.

Happy times are always short-lived, I don't know how long they played, but by the time the children heard their families call them to eat, the sky was completely covered in darkness.

Back at home, taking off his clothes that had already been wet from the snow, the child sat at the table, enjoying the hearty meals on the table, and salivating in his mouth.

"You kid knows how to play around all day, hurry up, wash your hands before you eat. The mother's reminder made the child stick out his tongue slightly, pretending to be funny.

In this regard, the mother has long been surprised, but her eyes have always been focused on the child's body, and at the moment when the child got up, a red scar suddenly appeared in front of the mother's eyes.

This was revealed when the child's scarf was inadvertently dropped, a piece of crimson flesh missing, probably due to the colder weather, and the blood around it had already clotted.

But even so, that kind of calm picture still left an indelible scar in the mother's heart, and the pain of the scar immediately catalyzed the tears in the corners of the mother's eyes.

"Child, you, how did you get this wound on your neck?" The mother's voice became the focus of everyone in the room in an instant, and everyone's eyes were now focused on the child's neck.

When the crimson scar appeared in everyone's eyes, everyone's heart couldn't help but chuckle, although this scar was a little strange, it seemed that someone had seen it.

"Kid, did you run in the direction of the back hill while you were playing in the snow, and did you go to the river to play?" asked one of the elderly men with wide eyes.

When the child saw this, his face turned white with fright, and then the howling and crying appeared along with the tears, which resounded throughout the room.

"Say it quickly, say it quickly, have you gone to the river in the back mountain to play, say. The elder did not estimate the child's crying at all, and continued to ask questions one after another.

No one in the house stepped forward to curb the other party's questioning, because when the elder said the words "back mountains and rivers", they immediately understood the origin of the scar.

"I, we went, but there was nothing on the river. The child explained disappreciatively, but everyone in the room became nervous.

No one could eat well at dinner tonight, and everyone's mind was reminding of the strange face and the terrifying story from before.

This story revolves around a woman, and the butterfly-shaped scar on the child's body also happens to deal with the curse left by the woman's death.

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Everything that passes away with the wind belongs to yesterday, and everything that remains through the wind and rain is future-Margaret Mitchell.

After dealing with the three-meter strange man case, the police station gave the members of the crime team a holiday, after all, it was close to the Spring Festival, and these comrades should also go home to see their relatives.

However, Ziwu and Xiaoli are both hard-working people, and there are no relatives at home to visit, so the Spring Festival every year is basically spent by the two of them in the office.

Now, Lin Rou has sent an invitation to the two of them, asking them to accompany Lin Rou back to their hometown to find their grandparents for the Spring Festival.

Lin Rou's own parents had already gone back a month ago, and if Lin Rou hadn't been busy with work, she might have followed her parents back directly.

Regarding Lin Rou's suggestion, Ziwu and Xiaoli agreed without thinking about it, anyway, the Spring Festival is the same every year, and there is no novelty, so that the two of them are no longer looking forward to the zero o'clock of the Spring Festival.

And this year, maybe follow Lin Rou back to her hometown for the Spring Festival, and there will be some more unique changes, at least the lively and lively appearance can meet the picture that the Spring Festival should have.

Seeing that these two guys agreed to themselves so simply, Lin Rou really regretted it, could it be that these two had already had this plan, and Lin Rou's proposal happened to give them a reason.

Hey, but it's nothing, anyway, two more people are just two more pairs of chopsticks, maybe these two people can come up with something more special Spring Festival program?

After reaching a consensus between the three of them, Ziwu and Xiaoli bought a train ticket back to their hometown with Lin Rou, and when Ziwu was about to step on the train, a cold snowflake slowly fell on the back of his hand.

"It's snowing again, and this year's snow is really a lot. A cold wind blew Ziwu's cheeks, causing a faint emotion to sprout in Ziwu's heart.

And the special charm mixed in this emotion is something that Ziwu is not aware of, and he may not even know that the place he is going to this time will be an idyllic countryside full of mystery.

In the countryside, strange and bizarre things are happening at this moment.