The autumn wind blows, the winter wind arrives again, and in the blink of an eye, it is half of spring and autumn, and when the new year is turned, the mountain town is now covered with a large area of snow. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The proud sun was rising, and the mountains of ancient trees had long since stripped their leaves, and layers of snow were pressing on the branches. The grass is withered and yellow, and the ground is covered with the heavy snow that had fallen last night, and if a person steps on it, the whole shoe can completely sink into it.

In front of a piece of withered grass brushed by the wind and snow with a little winter frost, a small thing with gray fur drilled from the cave, melancholy ears, flashing smart eyes, looking down and sniffing the withered grass around him, has always been a hare, the most common kind of rabbit in the countryside, the movement is vigorous, the body is half a meter long fat hare, in the countryside mountains that no one cares about, has always been a frequent visitor to the crops. Some agricultural products planted underground are often harmed by them, and now, this winter, many small town residents in the mountain city are planting ginseng herbs, making a crop that has just driven the economic development of the town in the past two years.

These rabbits living in the mountains have no natural predators, so the activity is very rampant, if a few years ago, there were falcons, but after a few years, many people outside the mountains hunting, almost killed the falcons in the mountains, to this day, in this mountain city, falcons have basically been counted as a rare species.

Even though it's winter, the sun in the sky is shining warmly.

Quiet as a virgin, moving like a mad rabbit, this sentence is the best word to describe them, the hare is different from the captive rabbit, if you provoke it, the rabbit will bite.

The fields ahead were covered with a thick layer of snow, and it was empty and desolate. Occasionally, only a few dead grasses broke out of the soil, and under the cover of wind and snow, their leaves were half-concealed, and each plant had four or five leaves, and the withered yellow leaves were slightly green.

There was no one in the field in front of him, only the sparrow overhead flew overhead, and the hare, which had been lying still, suddenly stepped into it, extremely fast, jumped out on both legs, and dived into the field, and then in front of a somewhat high and abrupt snowdrift, one paw kept shaving the snow, and after a while, I saw that it dug a hole, revealing two completely withered plants under the snow, the same four or five leaves, but the branches were a completely dry color.

The paws continued to dig down, and the soil below was slowly dug out, revealing roots like white radish, but it was not a radish, and all the ginseng planted in this field was some mountain ginseng, and the leaves were at least four or even five ginseng. It's just a pity that these medicinal herbs are now going to be ruined by this rabbit.

Animals are always vigilant when foraging, because they want to prevent being attacked by other animals, which is very common in the primeval forest of nature, almost by the instinctive reaction of an animal, but in front of us this rabbit can not see this, because there is no natural predator, plus humans have no way to take it, so let these rabbits move freely, over time, develop this rampant image.

But today, it is very stupid to appear, because someone has already paid attention to these stupid lawless rabbits precisely because there is no meat at home for the Chinese New Year.

Unbeknownst to the rabbit, in a small earthen kiln on the edge of the snow, a young man squatted in front of a pile of firewood roasting sweet potatoes that had just been dug out of the ground.

The crackling sound of firewood, the crackling of a few branches, and the splashing of sparks from time to time.

I want to ask who this young man is, but he is out to fight the jungle.

The fire burned for a while, and all the firewood had turned into charcoal, and the fire gradually became smaller, and a thick smoke burst out. With the cold wind blowing outside, it gradually drifted out of the kiln.

Feng Xiaoyu took a branch and poured the fire twice, and poked out two burnt black sweet potatoes from a pile of charcoal, because of the weather, the sweet potatoes cooled quickly, and after a while, they were not very hot.

Removing the charred sweet potato skin on the outside, revealing the golden flesh inside, there is still a hint of fragrance in the air.

The red lips bit down lightly, the good-looking embroidered eyebrows frowned slightly, and the expression of enjoyment and satisfaction appeared on his face again.

"It's so fragrant, the sweet potatoes in other people's fields are better than their own."

After two or three strokes, after eating the sweet potato in his hand, there was some heat in the slightly cool fasting, and he gradually wandered around the body.

At this time, a strong wind suddenly blew outside, blowing in the face, blowing out a little residual flame, blowing wind and light rain on his face and feeling pain.

"Okay, it's time to go out and have an event, and I hope there will be something next."

Feng Xiaoyu tightened the down jacket on his body, pulled his hair behind his ears, buttoned his hat on his head, lowered his head and picked up the bow and crossbow he was scooping up beside him, walked out of the kiln, and walked towards the field outside.

It is still the snow field before, planted with ginseng herbs, and the Sipin mountain ginseng buried deep in the soil in front of me has been dug out and eaten more than half by the rabbit, as long as it is taken outside to buy. At least you can make a small amount of money, which is better than being a rabbit's ration.

Just when the rabbit was holding the root ginseng with its two paws and gnawing wildly with her two big teeth, I saw that the air was frozen, and a cloud-piercing arrow was shot from the side and back, and the rabbit was keenly aware of the danger, but because there was no containment from the Emperor of Heaven, its reaction had become sluggish.

In this way, in endless remorse and despair, the arrow pierced its body, and the arrow paper ring was nailed into the underground earth.

A hundred meters away, a man with a brand-new bow and crossbow in his hand, stepping on the thick white snow, leaving deep shoe prints in the same place, walked towards the prey. The surrounding land is planted one after another, and even in winter, the villagers of the town will grow some crops so that the fields will not be wasted.

The ground is covered with frosty cabbage, so the wind and rain can't break into it. Walking along the path of heaven and earth, there are some small but thorny plants growing on the earthen wall on one side. The leaves have withered and fallen off, and there is a thick layer of frost and snow on them.

Feng Xiaoyu casually picked a dozen red round fruits from above, very small, a little smaller than the fingernails of the little thumb, opened his mouth and threw one into his mouth, and suddenly Feng Xiaoyu squinted his eyes, sweet and sour taste, especially just frozen by ice and snow, so it was very refreshing.

This is a wild fruit that can only be found in the mountains in the wild all year round, sour jujubes.

Walking along the path to the seemingly flustered, snow-covered land, the wind and rain stepped on the snow, and the sound of friction under his feet remembered a sound of rubbing, and walked to the place where the prey was.

looked at the fat rabbit that was killed by a long arrow under his feet, and then looked at the five or six mountain ginseng that had been spoiled under his eyes.

"This land seems to be the land left by the dogs at the entrance of the village, and the loss is really big."

Feng Xiaoyu stepped forward and pulled the arrow out of the soil, looked at the rabbit strung on it, and laughed happily.

"System, look, I'm amazing, isn't it? With a bow and arrow in hand, I have it all over the world, and no animal can escape one of my cloud-piercing arrows. ”

Waiting for his answer, there was silence at first, and then the voice of the system appeared. "Host, please put away your clumsy performance, your skills are not even a scum in my eyes, when will you catch up with Hou Yi and come and talk to me about this again."

"You're too unkind, let me compare myself to that demon, and wait until I live until then."

"Don't be discouraged, one day, if you plant Houyi, you can learn the mystery of the bow and arrow from him."

"It's not easy to grow fairy grass, it's been three months now, the second fairy grass still hasn't bloomed, and my patience has not been worn out much."

"Forget it, let's go down the mountain with the prey first......."

Nearly in the evening, the sound of vigorous firecrackers sounded everywhere in the mountain town, and the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke could still be smelled in the air on the road of the entire mountain town.

Chinese New Year's Eve welcomes their ancestors home, you can see it everywhere in the town, incense candles are burning outside the doors of every household, and there are unburned coins flying everywhere in the sky, if it were not for the Spring Festival stickers on every household, hanging lanterns, residents burning incense on the road, and the festive atmosphere on the street, all make people mistakenly think that it is the Zhongyuan Winter Clothes Festival, which is commonly known as the Ghost Festival.

The location of the ancient house where the wind and rain live is remote, located on the halfway waist of the hillside, surrounded by a desolate field and a few ancient trees, no one lives nearby, because the location of the ancient house is superior, from the door of the ancient house to the bottom of the hillside, you can see a brightly lit scene, the small villages and towns under the mountain are in full view.

The sky is already dark, there is silence all around, a few ancient trees on both sides of the path in the distance, because the sky is not lit by moonlight, in this dark situation, it is easy to disturb your vision, and see those ancient trees as a few black figures with teeth and claws, wandering on the path.

A string of firecrackers was lit at the door, crackling and exploding, and the wind and rain covered his nose and walked out with a plate of incense wax paper watches.

In the corner of the side of the entrance of the ancient house, Feng Xiaoyu knelt on the ground to greet the ancestors. In front of him, a candle was stuck in a pile of sand, lit with three incense sticks, and the wind and rain were burning a pot of dark coins at the moment. The cold wind kept blowing the flames, blowing the half-burned black and gray coins in front of him to run away.

"Grandpa, it's the New Year, it's time for your old man to go home......"

Another gust of wind blew from behind him, blowing out the candle alive.

Feng Xiaoyu took the lighter and lit the candle again, hurriedly stirred the burned coin twice, poured tea on the ground, picked up the things and hurried back to the house.

The leafless willow trees outside the door of the old mansion swayed their branches in the dark night, and a wind suddenly blew, and the wind blew away the burnt coins and yellow watches in the corners of the house, and turned into bits of dust and scattered in all directions.

In the dark night, only the sound of chanting came from the temple in the town below the mountain. The mountain is still silent, with a black canopy, lonely old trees, and winding paths.

A gust of cold wind blew, and one or two dark coins were blown by the cold wind from the sky, just like that, a strange scene was staged in front of it, a white figure slowly appeared on the path in the distance, walking between the shadows of the trees on both sides, I don't know where it came from, I don't know where the starting point is, but its goal is very accurate, and the white shadow gradually walked to the old house in the dark.

Dressed in a long paper gown and shroud, the figure is an old man with a gray face. Walking to the front of the old mansion and looking at the closed red lacquered wooden door, the old man entered directly through the door, and his body turned into a phantom and disappeared into the house.

The old man looked like Muna, walked directly into the main room, and saw the spiritual seat and incense placed on the main table. The figure flashed and went directly into the center of the spiritual position.

At this time, Feng Xiaoyu walked in with a bowl of food from outside and put it in front of the spiritual seat, picked up the yellow watch and incense candles, lit and kowtowed, and was about to get up, when he suddenly looked up and saw an old man in a black shroud bowing his head greedily sucking the incense burning in the house.

Feng Xiaoyu saw the man's face clearly, and sat directly on the ground, with his mouth wide open, looking at the man in horror.

"Grandpa!!"

Hell yes........