The rich are only richer, and the poor are only more miserable, it seems that this is an era when all the struggles are in vain, and those who live in a trance, what are they happy about, and what are they sad about? Is it just for Yuwang, or is it that distant and within reach?

In the mountains, there is only the primitive yuwang, and the survival that sticks to the backbone, if the people living in the reinforced concrete have lost the wildness of man, and the people here have picked up the wildness of man, and the evolution is even more crazy. They clearly understand that this world does not belong to them and never will!

Uncle Dao looked up at the sky, the blood made his eyes unable to see clearly, his body seemed to be emptied, and he even lost the strength to raise his head.

"That's enough." The woman said softly. This used to be the most beautiful voice that the knife had ever heard, Uncle Dao struggled, his expression was so hideous for the first time, this self who was poked in the back by countless people, really has the qualifications to be distressed by this woman who is even harder than himself?

Life will always break the so-called contentment, no matter how abstract it may be.

"Liu Shao, do you want to forget it like this?" Liu Blind said in a trembling voice, how can he say that he is also a gentleman in Qinglong Village, looking at the outsiders bullying the locals, even if he is not used to seeing this sister and brother on weekdays, his heart is full of remorse.

Liu Sheng turned his head, there was a hint of playfulness on his handsome face, some evil taste, which could easily make some good people scream and go crazy.

Blind Liu's heart beat again, staring at the red money scattered on the ground, and his eyes couldn't wait to pop out.

The panda waved his hand to the insatiable blind Liu, who was still taking care of it a second ago, smiled on his face, picked up the blood-stained tickets, didn't look at Uncle Dao, and left with a fart, his back was a little abstract, but he would never be poked at the back by this mountain.

"Blind Liu, I'm cāo your wife." Uncle Dao yelled angrily, but the blind man didn't even look back.

Just when Liu Sheng's panda was attracted by this unusually sharp sound, a sharp scissors stabbed straight at Liu Sheng's waist, if it weren't for Liu Sheng's nerves that were not ordinarily strong, he might have been stabbed squarely, even so, he was still cut by the scissors in the waist with a long cut.

Liu Sheng suddenly felt a hot pain in his waist, turned his head and glared angrily at the woman with scissors, inexplicably remembered the word rabbit bite when he was in a hurry, a nameless anger rose in his heart, and rushed straight up, snatching the scissors in the woman's hand, and the calm panda shouted, but Liu Sheng, who was in a hurry, didn't care what the panda said, gritted his teeth and stabbed at the woman, the strange thing is that the woman did not hide. It wasn't until the scissors entered the woman's body that Liu Sheng calmed down a little, looked at the woman's gradually pale face, and found that he had gone a little too far, but he didn't regret it at all.

"Raised by a son of a bitch, Lao Tzu fought with you." Watching this qiē Uncle Dao struggle to stand up, staggered a few steps, and his body fell down involuntarily, his eyes were red and he looked at the silent woman, and at the same time the woman was also looking at him, maybe she would rather die than lose that strength, maybe compared to this ugly location, this is the only dignity of this mountain.

"Liu Shao." The panda's eyes widened, although the word law is very shallow, but at least this is a human life.

Liu Sheng lit a cigarette, wiped the blood on his hands, and stared at the woman who fell at his feet, he wondered why this woman didn't shout, why was she so quiet in the face of death, the more he thought about it, the more evil Liu Sheng felt, it seemed that this woman was even more evil than the perverted Uncle Dao who was able to resist the beating, and finally seemed to comfort himself and said: "I know in my heart, now you go and send some money to that blind man, it's easy to seal his mouth, wait for Boss Zhuo and them to come down, don't mention this matter, pat your ass and leave, even if someone dares to investigate, can you find out to us?" ”

The panda nodded, left the courtyard, looked up at the gloomy sky, and hurried away.

"Take care of the mess for me, don't tell the mess." Zhao Xuemei looked at Uncle Dao and said intermittently, I don't know if it was Uncle Dao's illusion, when she mentioned the chaos, a smile clearly appeared on the face of this dying woman. It was a smile that seemed bright but broke people's hearts, Uncle Dao didn't dare to look at it, he didn't dare to look at this girl he liked, he didn't dare to look at the smile that kept him alive, and he didn't even dare to listen to what this woman said.

Zhao Xuemei is gone, there are not many simple stories, and even outsiders don't know how to describe what has been left in this life? Uncle Dao didn't know, maybe it was the red rope with long black hair, maybe it was the nameless wildflowers she planted, or maybe it was this neat and simple yard.

Liu Sheng looked at Uncle Dao who buried his head in the ground, his body kept trembling, and his clenched fist finally let go, he was a wolf-hearted dog, and he also did all kinds of evil, but he really couldn't find a reason to kill Uncle Dao, and he felt abstract when the word "weeding and eradicating roots" was placed here. In the end, Liu Sheng left the courtyard, feeling a little regretful, feeling that the ** in his heart was poured a basin of cold water by this silent and powerful woman.

"Mess, you have a good sister." Uncle Dao choked, his voice was extremely desolate, I don't know how long the gloomy sky finally started to rain, but it was bitterly cold.

Zhuo Lianhu and the five of them, who returned in vain, went down the mountain, and surprisingly found Liu Sheng and Panda standing honestly in front of the car.

"You're not looking for any trouble, are you?" Zhuo Lianhu frowned, if it was said that Liu Sheng Panda was waiting for them honestly after they left, let alone him, even Li Anshi, who had almost no city government, would not believe it.

And Liu Sheng was stunned, as if he hadn't heard what Zhuo Lianhu asked, as if this was the first time that Liu Sheng couldn't control his feelings in everyone.

"No, no, no, Boss Zhuo, where do we dare to make any trouble. Did you see a tiger up the mountain? The panda hurriedly helped to play the round and pulled the corner of Liu Sheng's clothes, Liu Sheng came back to his senses and smiled awkwardly, just now all he had in his mind was the face of the woman who was about to die, lingering like a magic barrier.

"I didn't see it, but I saw a strange guy." Zhuo Lianhu said perfunctorily, staring at Liu Sheng, who was distracted, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the black clouds in the sky seemed to be able to crush a qiē, Zhuo Lianhu inexplicably taboo the mysterious forest in the mouth of the older generation, got on the leading Hummer H2, and the rest of the people also got into the car and drove out of this small village. Among the villagers who watched the excitement, perhaps only Liu Blind understood that they left more than just tire prints.

The raindrops of beans poured down, which was a bit abnormal, but there seemed to be nothing that surprised them at the villagers of Qinglong Village who had seen this group of people, in their eyes, this group of city people was even rarer than the tigers that had always been elusive on the mountain.

The sound of rain covered up the behavior of Liu Sheng and his party, the blood of the woman, and the heart-rending scolding of Uncle Dao.

Zhao Kuangchao in the depths of the jungle, met a stranger in this unknown mountain, and it was a stranger who made Zhao Kuangchao feel dangerous, he knew what this meant, so he directly gave up the plan to continue to move forward to the depths of the forest, and turned back all the way, but he didn't expect to encounter the dizzy rain of this beater, in this case, going down the mountain, undoubtedly like sending him to death, if he encounters a mudslide, even if Zhao Kuangchao has eight legs, he can't escape, this is the power of this mountain.

The rain was so heavy that people couldn't open their eyes, and finally Zhao Kuang stumbled into a cliff, hoping that the rain would stop soon, and at the same time looked around, although Zhao Kuangran had lived in this forest for twenty years, but what he had seen was only the tip of the iceberg, and Zhao Kuangran touched it for the first time.

With a casual glance, Zhao Kuangran saw a clearing facing the cliff, surrounded by dense jungle, strangely where only a few scattered weeds grew, and even exposed dry soil in some places, which was not an ordinary mismatch with the surroundings, no wonder Zhao Kuangran noticed it at a glance.

Even so, Zhao Kuangran didn't think it was too strange, there are many things in this forest that make people feel inexplicable, such as the tiger that often roars, but has never seen the real body, and never leaves, to see this mysterious guy, is also Zhao Kuangran's biggest pursuit here, there are many strange things, and the people who live here more or less believe in ghosts and gods.

What is even more abrupt than this piece is that there is a small grave bag in the center of the clearing, the weeds on the grave bag are not generally lush, and there is a strange thing lying under the grave bag, because the rain is too heavy, Zhao Kuangchao is a little unclear, but this grave bag feels weird no matter how you look at it, and Zhao Kuangchao is inexplicably cold behind him.

Walking to the small grave bag in the rain, and when he got close to Zhao Kuangran, he was shocked by the scene in front of him in a cold sweat, this small tomb bag without a tombstone died on his stomach and died for many years, just by this skeleton Zhao Kuang estimated the size of the tiger, and he couldn't help but shiver.

Looking at the natural appearance of the tiger lying on his stomach, he should have died lying on this grave, evil, Zhao Kuangchao only made this kind of evaluation, his courage is not small, but in the face of this scene, he still has goosebumps. What made Zhao Kuanglan most curious was who was buried under the small grave for some years.

A roar broke Zhao Kuangran's thoughts, Zhao Kuangchao stared at the direction of the roar, although he felt that the voice was some distance from himself, Zhao Kuangran still arched his body, like an arrow that would be out of his bow at any time.

But it was just a roar, and it returned to calm, only the sound of the rain, Zhao Kuangran took one last look at the small tomb, and then rushed straight down the mountain despite the heavy rain. This tiger skeleton Zhao Kuang knew what kind of price he could sell, but he didn't dare to move, and he didn't want to move, some things seemed to be at his fingertips, but in fact he couldn't touch them, compared to this huge tiger bone, the most taboo thing for Zhao Kuang was this small tomb bag that didn't look amazing.