There is a small village that is completely closed. However www.biquge.info the villagers inside don't know what "closed" is, because they don't have the concept of "open" at all.

Without darkness, people don't know the name of light. Without night, people don't know the preciousness of day.

There really is no night in this village.

When the sun is in the sky, it will also move, and it will be a day to twist and twist diagonally from this side to that side, and then come back again.

How can people sleep when they are so bright? Even if you close your eyes, you can see a red patch in front of your eyelids, and it's not comfortable to sleep. Do you have to pull the curtains down thickly? But there are no curtains for the plants and animals in the fields. Most of them still need to have dark nights to grow better.

That's why there's a need for a Cloud Sweeper. In the evening, spread out the clouds to make the night, and then sweep the clouds away in the morning, so that the villagers can have a normal work and rest.

After a day's clouds, the next day will become heavy, if you don't deal with it, it will become fog, if the fog gets thicker and thicker, it will affect normal life, so when sweeping the clouds, you should put away the clouds by the way, make a small group, make a rag for the villagers or something, the ability to absorb dirt is very strong*^__^*. After wiping the dirt, the dust will pull the clouds to the ground, and slowly the clouds will disappear. New clouds spring up again every day.

Why do new clouds spring up from the cloud springs? Where have the old clouds gone? The villagers don't think about it. It's as if they don't think about where they came from and why the sun doesn't go down.

That's how they lived since a long, long time ago, so they don't think about it anymore.

Until one day, the spring of clouds stopped spewing new clouds.

There are no clouds coming out, the sky is not blocked, it is always bright, some people suffer from insomnia, some people suffer from keratitis, and many more people have no obvious symptoms, but they are good at temper. As a result, there were group fights in the village for three days.

There's one thing I'm particularly happy about. This thing is called "snowflake", and it is a specialty of this village! It looks very similar to ordinary snowflakes, and it is also cold, but it is very large, which can be the size of a child's palm. It is light and fluttering, always standing in mid-air, not moving, so that people do not know whether it is better to use it as a plant or as an animal.

Just this plaything, I love to bask in the sun! The more you get it, the cooler it gets. I don't know where all the heat went.

These snowflakes are everywhere, and the villagers are annoyed and annoyed, forcing an idea: Hey, let's use these snowflakes as clouds to shade the sun, can't we?

They went to make a request to the Cloud Sweeper, and the Cloud Sweeper was crying: Can snowflakes compare to clouds? The clouds are still in the sky, okay! What about snowflakes? Everywhere, such a piece of blowing cotton wool is floating freely, and it is cold and freezing, where can it be collected, and the whole sky must be covered? Isn't that?

The villagers gathered at the door of the Cloud Sweeper to petition, and the Cloud Sweeper locked himself in the door with a black face and spun in circles. Turning to the fifth circle, he saw his daughter, and immediately happily stuffed the broom into her hand: "You go and deal with it!" ”

"What?" The daughter is very clear, "I'm tomorrow's cloud sweeper!" ”

That's right, in this village, the Cloud Sweeper is passed down from generation to generation. It is divided into "yesterday", "today", and "tomorrow". Those who have not officially assumed the responsibility of sweeping the clouds are the "cloud sweepers of tomorrow", those who have already taken on it are "today's cloud sweepers", and those who have passed away are "yesterday's cloud sweepers". The current Cloud Sweeper is in the prime of life, and he is "today's Cloud Sweeper". Day after day, every day is his "today". His daughter has always been the "Cloud Sweeper of Tomorrow" and has not been given the ability to sweep the clouds.

"I didn't tell you to really go to sweep the clouds." Today's Cloud Sweeper pushed his daughter to the door, "Tell you to deal with the people outside!" ”

That's right, because this girl is cute, even the freckles are cute, and the people in the village like her very much. Cloudsweeper felt that she was easily forgiven no matter what. Of course, she should handle this kind of troublesome matter!

The daughter went out and talked for a while, and the people outside dispersed, but the daughter did not come back. The Cloud Sweeper waited, and thought it was strange, so he went out to see. The daughter is not outside either.

He searched and searched, and saw that everyone was using various methods to collect the snowflakes. Oh, by the way, in that village, everyone knows all the spiritual power, although the level is not high, but it is quite easy to use it crosswise.

The Cloud Sweeper asks the person collecting snowflakes, "What are you doing?"

They replied: Your daughter has a point. We want to cover the sky again, so we all have to do something!

But where has my daughter gone? The Cloud Sweeper searched and searched, and found that she was holding a big broom, trying to tinker with the spring of Yunquan.

"Hey, be careful to break the broom handle!" The Cloudsweeper was terrified.

"......" the daughter looked at the broom.

Oh yes, he seems to be on the wrong point. The Cloud Sweeper jumped over and yelled again, "Don't smash the spring!" ”

Perhaps frightened by him, or rebellious and trying to prove to him that the fountain could not be spoiled, his daughter took a step back and poked the broom handle into the fountain again.

In the eyes of the Cloud Sweeper, the spring was punctured like a balloon, and blood splattered from inside, staining his daughter's whole body red.

In fact, a powerful force rushed out of the spring and shattered the girl's whole body at once.

Only her head remained intact, and she looked at the Cloud Sweeper, who seemed to be blinking, her eyes full of confusion.

The blood of the Cloud Sweeper poured up on his head. He lunged at him, sending all the attacks he could at the sudden current of power.

The people in the turbidity current, one by one, appeared, all of them were brown-armored warriors, caught his attack, and identified it: Hmph, the stubborn scum left behind!

The Cloud Sweeper didn't understand what they meant. They didn't want the Cloud Sweeper to understand, but after the identification was completed, they killed the Cloud Sweeper as well, and pointed the butcher's knife at the whole village.

The snowflakes, which were long and clouded from sight, as if frightened, flew into the sky together, and really formed a thick cloud, obscuring the sun, forming an eternal night.

The people in the village all died in that eternal night, and they never came out again.

And the girl, dressed in a red dress dyed with her own blood, laughed and raised her broom high like a scythe for mowing grass.

Manshu was right in the shadow of the scythe.

Mingjiao narrowed his eyes.

Manshu gritted his teeth and pinched the mantra.

I'm afraid she can't escape, she can give as many counterattacks as she can. It can't be too cheap, the other party is!

Su Sui pounced on her without saying a word and pushed her out.

Manshu didn't expect him to save her.

Behind him, a scythe-like shadow fell.