Thank you for the peach blossom fan of the cloud maple tree, and thank you for the courage to continue writing......

If she had to stay in the wilderness to rest, she would have been able to keep all the delicious bacon on her own, and the smell of this thing could not be concealed, and she might be able to summon the wolves in the middle of the night.

After drinking a breath of water at the foot of the mountain, Ah Hua began to trot, she had never been a mother, and there was no elder around her to advise her, so she let her temperament go, but the ball in her stomach was steady, and she didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

The sweat is very lush, Ah Hua is addicted to taking a sauna, every sweat pore on her body is wantonly opened, and occasionally she wipes it with a cloth towel, and the few remaining shriveled red acne on her face also fall off silently.

Sometimes that's the case, the more you care about it, the more unrelenting it is, you are not in the mood to take care of it, it feels bored, and it takes the initiative to roll rough......

The sweat on her body was wet layer after layer, and when Ah Hua could distinguish the outline of Nanshan Village, it was still dark at night.

When I got here, I didn't need to worry about being attacked by large wild animals, and tomorrow's big gathering would not be delayed, Ah Hua put her mind at ease, and she didn't go into the village in a deserted way, and stored her bags on the old trees outside the village, and she only grabbed a change of clothes, and groped her way to the river.

The season is the Mid-Autumn Festival, the night is cold, but the fat girl who is uncontrolled can continue to take a cold shower secretly, rub the river mud as a bath bean, and even wash her head thoroughly in the leeward place.

The moon rises, it is very round, very big and bright, and Ah Hua remembers that it seems that tomorrow's five major gatherings are the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15.

She wore her long hair and washed her dirty clothes by the river, before she put on embroidered shoes with cowhide bottoms and walked back to the old tree.

Wet clothes hung from the treetops, smoked fur was high on the branches, and Ah Hua tied herself with a safety rope and closed her eyes.

The bright moonlight shrouded through the gaps in the leaves, half-brightly and half-extinguished on her fat white cheeks, her head slanted out of the branches, and her long black hair hung straight down, swaying gently in the night breeze.

There was wind, only a thick slanted jacket was used as a quilt, Ah Hua's breathing was even, and there was no discomfort at all.

I have to say that the wild Chai He Niu'er is really tenacious.

Ah Hua is dreaming, a long sweet dream.

In the dream, a little Lori came out of her belly, cute and beautiful, stretching out her hands and calling "Mother Hug", followed by two money leopards who shook their heads and tails......

But what's the matter with the sound of running and shouting in your ears? Who is so immoral? When the sky is still bright, come to disturb people's dreams?

The fat girl had just had a sweet dream, but the villagers who got up early had already come out for a stroll, sleepy-eyed passing by the old trees at the head of the village, guess what?

"Wow, whoa, whoa—", the old man only screamed in his heart, and fell on his back.

Hazy, with humanoid objects floating on the old tree, and long hair, hanging from the tree, swaying in the wind, who is not afraid?

Then, the movement is very big.

The same villagers who found the whereabouts of the old man, called friends to come to the rescue, pinched the tiger's mouth and finally gave him his life back, the old man pointed to the front in horror, "Mother-", "Sadako" shape scared a few more.

Ah Hua rubbed her eyes and tried to sit up, but in the sight of the "audience", a headless ghost-like hair disappeared in an instant, and a certain woman reached out on the tightly blocked branch to touch the dried clothes to see if they were dry.

As a result, the headless ghost's hair disappeared, and the headless human form disappeared in plain sight.

"O god of foreheads---......-

A large number of honest people fell at the entrance of Nanshan Village, and there are still a few people left.

"Oh no, Nanshan Village is ghosted, headless ghost-".