Tu'er, the white-haired old man, and his entourage hurried away. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info[燃^文^书库][]. [774] [buy]. (Library(7764)) The moon floated quietly from the treetops in the east, illuminating everything in silence. Tu'er looked around in the moonlight and saw that this place was not a wilderness. Along the way, Tu'er was so smoked by the fishy smell of the hijackers that his stomach was stirred, and he couldn't vomit anything if he wanted to vomit. At this time, Tu'er was exhausted: "Hey, fairy old man, rest for a while! "No, no. My little ancestor is coming soon. The old body was supposed to carry you, and you are not happy!" said the white-haired old man. Tu'er stopped talking, he held his breath and made up his mind to die. Suddenly, he smelled a strange scent, like the tranquility of a precious spice. He couldn't tell the difference anyway. "It's here, it's here. The white-haired old man hurried over and said to Tu'er. At the end of the road ahead, there was no village, only a large courtyard. Soon they came to a large house, and at first glance they knew that it was a large family. There are two large stone lions squatting outside the Zhu Gate, and there is a lane that can accommodate horse-drawn carriages to gallop in, which is quite imposing. The white-haired old man actually said, "Little brother, I'm really sorry, there is a carriage coming from the Yuanwai Mansion." But just now we walked on a rough path. So..."Tu'er didn't bother to pay attention to him. At this time, a housekeeper who was guarding the door came up and said, "Butler, is this the boy?" "Get out of the way! The white-haired old man didn't answer the family, and a few of them walked straight into the compound.

Tu'er followed the white-haired old man through two doors, and inside was a large room. When Tu'er looked back, the big bad wolf and the petite snow fox didn't follow. In the dim light, on the top of the steps stood a smiling old man in a robe embroidered with copper coins. He must have been waiting for them. The white-haired old man introduced: "This is our former member. Seeing Tu'er's expressionless face, the blue-faced old man smiled slightly embarrassedly and said, "This child has a very good character, I like it! And he led them into the drawing-room. Tu'er smelled the strange fragrance emitted by the green-faced old man's body, which was strong and unbearable. The interior of the house is really clear and elegant, and the gold wall is splendid. The workmanship and materials of the furniture are very particular, and they are all fragrant, which looks rich and luxurious. In the living room, there was a woman who looked like an old mother standing on the side. I saw a little black spot on her miserable white danger, but her face was expressionless. Zeng Yuanwai scolded the old mother and said: "Dead thing! The child is already in front of him, but he is still stunned, and his skin is itchy!" The old mother came to her senses, nodded vigorously, and came to serve Tu'er. Tu'er was startled and took two steps back: "What are you doing, don't touch me!" Zeng Yuanwai laughed and said, "What's the matter! It's boring, right, I have children here... I'll find a few children to play with you tomorrow, okay?" the butler who stood beside him had a look of doubt in his eyes, and he certainly didn't know what kind of medicine was being sold in his master's gourd.

That night, Tu'er pretended to be asleep and deceived the old mother. As soon as she left, Tu'er sneaked out of the house. In the courtyard, he tried to find a piece of soft land and escaped. Outside the house, the black rumbling was eerie, and the whole house was as silent as death. Tu'er couldn't help but shudder. He trembled and fumbled for a piece of land in the backyard, and was about to dive headlong, but he didn't want to..."Hold the mallet baby, what are you looking for in the middle of the night? Children have to be obedient! For example, when you are allowed to eat, you can eat; when you are allowed to sleep, you can not get up and run around, you know?! Come here, little baby! Hurry back to the house, do you hear me?!" Then he turned around and shouted: "Mother Wu, where are you dead? You are looking for death! You are a corpse by yourself? See that I don't take you." The old mother heard the sound and was three years old and rushed over in two steps. Frightened as if he had suffered a cold illness waiting to die, he lowered his head and shrunk his neck, trembling, and panicked. She didn't dare to look at the Zeng Yuan, stretched out her hand to take Tu'er and left, but Tu'er was immediately thrown off. Her cold, stiff hand made Tu'er shudder a few times, and ran into the house by herself. The old mother followed, and then she stood by Tu'er's bed and did not dare to leave for a moment. Tu'er's eyes widened, trying to drive away the wayward drowsiness and keep herself awake. However, his consciousness gradually blurred, and he eventually fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Tu'er was awakened by the noise of the chaos. He opened his eyes, startled. The old woman was still standing beside his bedside in the same position as last night, her face was still expressionless, but the little dark spots were more obvious. Tu'er didn't pay attention to her and got out of bed by herself. Go to the living room and see who is making a lot of noise. As soon as she entered the living room, Tu'er saw three or four children with their hair tied up in a bun on the top of their heads playing together. They seemed to be noisy and noisy. Tu'er felt that their movements were unnatural and stiff. There are some dazzling black spots on their faces, which look lifeless. There is no heartfelt smile at all. Tu'er thought to himself, could there be such a small goblin in the mountains? He felt his scalp tingle and shuddered. Tu'er turned around and wanted to leave, but it was too late. The children had surrounded him, pulling and pushing at him. He also chattered and babbled on words that he didn't understand. Tu'er was really scared. He cried out, "Dad, mother, where are you, I want to go home, I want to go home..."

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