Someone has invited a Taoist priest. The Taoist priest stood in front of Sasa, chanted words in his mouth, said a few nonsense words, and then took a bite to the ground. Seeing the Taoist priest like this, Sasa couldn't help but tremble, so he said that he was afraid, but he was more worried that the snot on the Taoist priest's beard would be thrown on his body.

The Taoist priest made a Dharma in the crowd for a while, glared at Sasa and Bad Dan with a pair of strange eyes, spit out a big mouthful of water on Sasa's body, and then threw the snot hanging on his beard on Sasa's body. Sasa wanted to scold his mother, but he didn't dare, so he had to be speechless, quietly squatted down his body, grabbed a handful of grass in the grass, and wiped away the snot that the Taoist priest had dedicated to him.

A woman crouched quietly on the ground, muttering something that echoed the nonsense of the Taoist priest. This is a nun, in her fifties, short in stature, although she is called a nun, but she does not practice in the temple. It's just that on weekdays, she likes to wear a small nun hat, so the bastard villagers call her "nun". At this time, the nun squatted on the ground, burning the paper very religiously, saying things that people did not understand very well, and when she finished speaking, she also took a bite on the ground like the Taoist priest.

When Xun was done on the earth, the nun did not stop there, so Xun reached Zaza's face. Saza was quite uncomfortable. It wasn't because the saliva choked on him, or because the water wet his clothes, but because he saw the nun's mouth full of yellow teeth. This made him quite uncomfortable. If the yellow tooth doesn't spit out water and stays where he should be, then it's fine, but this yellow tooth is restless, no, it comes out of the water, and it's on Sasa's face.

Sazar vomited.

A ray of sunlight came down, and it fell on the earth, and it fell on Saza and the bad dan. Their long, thin shadows dragged on the ground, swaying incessantly in the wind, like lights that were about to go out in the middle of the night.

"They have shadows." One man said so.

"yes, not a ghost." Another person said so.

So the people dispersed, left the wharf, went into their fields, and went to work.

Saza went into his own house, and in the midst of his father's angry scolding, he did not know what to do. Mother sat on the side, cutting vegetables incessantly, and there was nothing for Sasa who had not seen him for such a long time, as if Sasa was a dispensable person.

It was uncomfortable to stay in the house, so Sasa went out of the house, and alone, crossed the little river in front of the door, and went ashore, and came into a great desert.

The people who live in this village call this desert a strange desert because miracles happen everywhere in this desert.

However, ordinary people are not allowed to enter this great desert, legend has it that there is a group of vicious wolves in this great desert, at night, in the moonlight, they will come out of the wolf's den and harm people everywhere.

That was a long time ago.

One day, a child walked into the strange desert, perhaps out of curiosity, this child walked in this desert for a long time.

There are many cute things in the strange desert, such as seashells, such as all kinds of small fruits that can be eaten scattered throughout the wilderness. The temptation of these, for a child, is irresistible.

The child walked alone for a long time, and when he was tired, he sat on the ground, and in a gust of wind, under a round of sunset, he couldn't help but feel homesick.

However, he could no longer see his home, and when he looked in the direction of his home, he could only see a long horizon.

Gradually, the sun set. A gust of wind swept in, and a gust of yellow sand blew up and enveloped the child so overwhelmingly that he did not know what was going on in the east, west, north and south.

When the wind and sand had passed, the child planned to walk out of the strange desert and began to walk back in the bleak moonlight.

However, after walking for a while, he did not know where he had arrived and how to go. Now it's in trouble. He sat on the ground and wept uncontrollably, but it was useless to cry, so he stopped crying and walked slowly along the path he had taken when he came.

However, after walking for a while, I found that the footprints I had stepped on when I came had been blown flat by the wind, and there were no traces.

The kid didn't know what to do. At this time, not far away, a group of wolves slowly walked over with a howl. The eyes of the wolves were green, and in the night, in the howl of the wind, it looked so terrifying. The kid kept running. However, after a while, he found that the wolves were still behind him and had not been thrown off.

What was even more terrible was that the boy could not run, so he had to sit down and sit under a big tree, and when he saw that there was a land temple next to the big tree, he knelt down and kept prostrating himself to ask for the blessing of the gods. But the wolves didn't stop because of the child, no, the wolves kept walking, gradually, closer, closer.

At this time, a bright moon hung in the sky, and sprinkled light without ceasing, under the big tree, on the child's body.

The child sat quietly under the tree, wondering if he would die, if he died, if he would be swallowed by the dogs. He doesn't care so much anymore. He sat under the big tree, holding a knife that he used to go up the mountain to collect firewood, and at this time, it came in handy.

The boy kept praying in front of the temple of the land, brandishing the wood knife, ready to fight the wolves.

The howl of the wolves was nearer, right in front of the child's eyes, and the horror was self-evident for a child. However, the child did not panic, but stood under the sacred tree, officially preparing to start a war with the wolves. Perhaps, he can't kill the wolves, but the wolves won't swallow him so easily.

The wolf's eyes turned to him, as if to say to the child, "Surrender quickly, or you will die without a place to bury." At the same time, the wolves also saw the knife in the child's hand, and the knife reflected the moonlight, and kept shooting out a cold light, which sprinkled on the wolves' bodies, causing some of the old and infirm to tremble. The wolves were also afraid.