The left eyelid jumps and the right eyelid jumps.

The above sentence is full of feudal superstition folk sayings, and Song Yong did not believe it in the past few years.

The reason for not believing it is actually very simple: he has suffered a big loss in this regard.

Back then, he was in the legendary Baoqing College, and after finally graduating successfully, he originally found a good job in the urban area of Baoqing City.

However, just as he was going to work.

The ex-girlfriend who finally split his leg encouraged him to say that he could make a difference from his part-time job, so why not go home and open a restaurant franchise store by himself.

Being your own boss and making a lot of money is the best choice.

At first, Song Yong was also a little hesitant about this suggestion, mainly because he knew that their old Song family's family background was too thin.

The money to open a store, for other middle-class families, losing it is a lesson.

But for the old Song family, if they really lost such a sum of money, it would be a really nerve-wracking thing.

Just when Song Yong was undecided, he happened to encounter the symptoms of a wild beating of his left eyelid during that time, and finally this symptom and ancient rumors made him make up his mind to go home to find Lao Tzu Song Jiefang and take money to open a store.

Then, naturally, the hard-pressed young man lost all his money.

Then, I owe someone a lot of debt, and my girlfriend has become an ex-girlfriend.

Therefore, he is already a young man who has suffered a big loss, and after that, he has completely scoffed at the statement that his left eyelid jumps to wealth and his right eyelid jumps to disaster.

It is considered absurd and has no scientific reason.

However, when even the time and space passage and time-travel, witchcraft, secret arts, and other things that are more unscientific and more feudal and superstitious are also encountered by him one by one.

Since last night's dinner, his right eyelid has been beating a lot.

In Song Yong's heart, his emotions also became unusually uneasy.

Looking out of the nest, the heavy snow that could be called a blizzard continued to fall, and he still felt that those wild people were going to appear soon......

Can freeze to death, at two o'clock in the middle of the night.

Song Yong, who was asleep, shook his whole body like an electric shock without warning, and sat up from the bed suddenly.

Such an action,Shengsheng will be hugged by him to warm each other's gardenia girls.。

It was also thrown out of the way all at once, and the 'DUANG~' suddenly hit the earthen wall of the ground nest and woke up alive.

"Brother Yong, are you okay, is there something uncomfortable?"

The poor girl woke up after being knocked out, and after the initial short period of confusion, she didn't care that she was knocked on the head, but asked Song Yong with such concern.

And the answer from Song Yong is like this:

"It's okay! I woke up after a nightmare, I didn't get knocked anywhere, didn't it hurt, did it swell? ”

Gardenia: "......"

Rubbing or something, it's just a little joke between a lonely man and a woman in a lonely and lonely night.

The girl who had been kneaded quickly curled up in the warm animal skin of the saber-toothed tiger and fell asleep with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

It's just that when the girl fell asleep completely, Song Yong had no intention of continuing to sleep.

He lightly dressed himself in a wool sweater, a winter jacket and boots, and even a sheepskin cloak, a full set of cold equipment.

When he put on the hood on his cloak, Song Yong only had a pair of eyes and a mouth and nose exposed.

After doing the above actions, Song Yong, who felt that he was already as bloated as a ball, had the courage to go out.

With a flashlight on his electric baton, he walked out of the nest......

Because of the inexplicable strong sense of uneasiness in his heart, it was close to twelve o'clock last night, and it was Song Yong who fell asleep in a daze.

Now, after only three hours of sleep, it is natural that I am far from getting enough sleep.

The problem is that he didn't have a nightmare at all just now, he was woken up by being scared.

In fact, it should be that at that time, he felt a huge danger in the dark, and it was enveloping him with a head and face.

At that moment, his poor right eyelid was about to jump into a motor.

In such a situation, where can he sleep, and the reason why he didn't tell Gardenia is just that he doesn't want this girl to have more unnecessary worries.

"I'll go! It's so cold. ”

lifted the door of the nest, the animal skin curtain that was hung up, and Song Yong, who walked out of the nest, suddenly emitted such a feeling in his mouth after seeing everything in front of him clearly.

I saw that between the entire heaven and earth in front of me, an overwhelming snow was falling as if it was tilting towards the earth.

At the same time, the cold wind like a knife cut kept blowing towards him, even if Song Yong was already in a bloated state of wearing a ball at the moment.

But under such a cold wind, there are also some chills all over the body.

Hell this temperature, I'm afraid it can be minus 30 degrees.

Such a terrifying low temperature is simply full of malice for Song Yong, who grows in the southern region of the modern plane and often does not see a few snows in a winter......

Under the heavy snow, Song Yong walked towards the position on the city wall.

It was only a few minutes and a short distance, but it was already a layer of obvious white snowflakes on top of Song Yong's cloak.

After Song Yong cautiously followed the slippery ladder and climbed to the top of the city, a vigilant voice whispered in Song Yong's ear:

"Stop, password?"

At the same time as the voice sounded, Song Yong could feel that a few spears and two bows and arrows were already full of bowstrings, and they were aimed at his circumference, and he could be beckoned at any moment.

Faced with such a scene, Song Yong was not surprised.

Because this means that in this bad weather, these guards who keep vigil under them still maintain the necessary vigilance.

Instead of hiding in shelter from the wind in the city walls, warm up in the roasting fire.

"Tear the onion, return order?"

After answering the password that tonight was formulated by himself, and that it must be changed once a day, Song Yong also asked rhetorically.

Then, from the opposite came the familiar answer of the spear:

"The password is correct, reply to the order: see Lin!"

Seeing that the other party had lifted his guard, Song Yong hurriedly walked a few steps and walked into a temporary wooden house at the head of the city, which was for the guards on duty to shelter from the wind and rain.

On each of the four walls of the city there is such a room.

Otherwise, no matter how durable the primitive people and natives are like big animals, they will not be able to withstand the cold wind blowing for an hour under the motionless head of the city.

At this time, except for the spear and a few other people in the cabin, they were guarding the fire and roasting the fire.

In addition, there is an indigenous hunter with a telescope that can see at night, vigilantly observing the situation from a distance from a small window in the wooden house.

It's a pity that the visibility tonight is not very high, and after this overwhelming snowfall, I really can't see far.

After lightly kicking the spear's body, asking it to get out of the way and roast himself, Song Yong also squatted in front of the fire.

And the spear that was kicked by him didn't care, but asked Song Yong:

"Brother Yong, you said that in such hellish weather, you have to bring a stick when you go out, and those wild people shouldn't come, right?"

After hearing this, Song Yong did not speak immediately.

Instead, he took off his gloves, laboriously took out a pack of soft white sand from his coat pocket, and gave one to each person.

This is the intention to talk to these people about the necessity of the savages' immortality, the necessity of not letting down their vigilance at any time, and the necessity of guarding the work.

After all, it's not a thing to educate these guys with big soles.

Sometimes it is better to do ideological work tactfully, but it is still better in terms of practical results.

It's just that when the cigarette in Song Yong's mouth didn't have time to light in the fire in front of him, an unprecedented sense of crisis hit his mind.

Suddenly, he stood up desperately.

After rushing out of the wooden house, he poked his head out of the battlements of the city wall and looked outside.

Then, a terrible cry that Song Yong almost tore through his throat resounded throughout the outpost: "Everyone carries weapons, all go up the city wall as fast as possible, and the enemy will attack ......"