The fan-shaped area creates a powerful terrain that can shrink, and the shape of the cage is even smaller and larger, so when the fish rush into the cage inside the net in a panic, it is difficult to find an entrance and leave calmly. Baidu search literature network, more good free reading.

But how to get the fish to take the bait, looking at the clear river water, Ah Qiang rubbed the headband on his skull, and it was difficult to understand how a fish could be so stupid.

The stream at the lower end of the river trickle delicately, and the whole surface of the river has been frozen into a mirror, but it is as hard as a stone slab, and many leaves that have fallen with the cold wind have been embedded in it when they touch the surface of the water, and the unfrozen water below the surface of the river is still rushing forward, like a never-ending ice dragon smashing straight away.

When the cold chill spreads from the leaky straw sandals to the soles of his feet, Cuong is even more convinced that he will never be able to catch a fish.

But the next moment, the words of the cloth-clothed young man broke his cognition, and when Ah Qiang rubbed his frozen ears with hot air, he heard the young man say quietly: "This ice is indestructible, everyone step on the ice with me and step into the other side of the river, I will use wooden sticks to make a few signs, then everyone only needs to stand in the marked position with wooden sticks, and stir the surface of the river." ”

The cold wind was even more chilly, and after the cloth-clothed boy finished speaking, he raised his legs with a stick and stepped into the entire mirror-like ice surface.

The biting cold eroded Cuong's persistence little by little, and looking at the transparent river under his feet, his heart grew more and more worried, and it almost made him dare not take a step at all, as if as long as he moved a step, he would fall into this bottomless ice cave, and maybe he would be like a leaf in the ice, frozen in it forever.

As Cuong pondered, the trickle under his feet seemed to grow louder and louder, almost to the point of a charming face.

His persistence was gradually dominated by fear, and the abyss under his feet was getting closer and closer to him, and the stick in his hand was like a medium that pulled him into the water, and he suddenly thought of a lot at this time, thinking of the warm fire in the broken temple, and thinking of the half steamed bun picked up by the roadside, although the broken temple could not completely shelter from the cold wind and rain, although the half of the steamed bun picked up was contaminated with sand, but compared to everything here, it was much better.

It seems that as long as you can survive for a while, everything can still last.

Gradually, Cuong has walked slower and slower, and he has even completely lost his way, and there is only one thought in his mind, which is to leave here, leave this terrifying ice, and return to the place where although it is leaky and hungry, but can rely on everyone for warmth, and live a life without a meal.

That's also much better than the death that is about to be faced now.

The creek is as wide as three zhang, and when the cloth-clothed boy and his group crossed the river, they found that Ah Qiang had stopped in place at some point, and it seemed that he had lost his way.

Walking on the ice is difficult, not only to pay attention to the weakness of the ice under your feet and the ability to take advantage of it, but also to beware of the danger of slipping and falling, so generally passers-by will follow the path of the predecessor to make a foothold, so that not only can pass efficiently, but also ensure safety.

At this time, Ah Qiang's situation is very dangerous, he has unconsciously deviated from the route that the group has set foot, and looking at his confused posture, it seems that he does not see the weak ice surface of the beloved in front of him at all, if he only steps on it next, he is afraid that he will sink to the bottom of the river in an instant.

"Ice cave, be careful"

"Brother Qiang, don't go forward, be careful"

At this time, everyone realized that something was not right. Baidu search literature network, more good free reading.

"Ahh

At the time of danger, the cloth-clothed boy couldn't think too much, he threw it hard, and inserted the long stick in his hand into the ice, and the person had already rushed to Ah Qiang, who was about to step on the ice and fall into the river because of his stumbling.

The distance of three zhang was almost instantaneous under the impact of the young man in cloth, and he slapped his backhand palm through the ice around Ah Qiang, and jumped into the icy river.

The cloth-clothed boy tensed his muscles when he fell into the water, but fortunately the temperature in the water was much higher than on the shore, so after a short adaptation, he quickly dived into the water.

But when the boy in cloth jumped into the river, he realized that saving people was not so easy to save.

Even if there is no floating ice to obstruct the view, there are many fragments of branches in the river, which is not only difficult to save people, but also difficult to protect oneself.

Tick

The droplets of water dripped down, getting closer and closer, and in the blink of an eye, they were about to fall into the eyes of the cloth-clothed boy, and he secretly said badly, as soon as his eyes were closed, the water droplets were cold.

If you fall, you're really going to die, I've done my best, I'm really going to die, and I'll admit it.

Thinking like this, the cloth-clothed boy felt his body lean back, leaving the steep stone wall and falling far away.

His face was so peaceful that he wasn't even ready to scream.

There seems to be nothing wrong with a person dying quietly here, in addition to the disgust of the cold river water, there are more likes, there are flowers and grasses, there is a spotless sea of clouds, there are gorgeous and colorful pools, and there is an inner world of one's own.

It's just that I seem to be a little lonely, and the outside world is warm and cold, and I haven't tasted it yet, so how can I die like this

In a trance, there seemed to be a small hand caressing his cheek, soft and warm.

Is this heaven, the young man in cloth remembered a dream he often had when he was a child.

In the dream, the blue sky and white clouds, the green meadows, sheep running, cattle walking. He was lying on the grass with a group of children, with newborn buckwheat grass in his mouth, watching the migratory birds flying by in the sky, and in the distance by the stream, his uncles were happily fishing, and his aunts were busy doing laundry, all with satisfied smiles on their faces.

The sky was dark, the sky was full of stars, and it was quiet and serene.

From time to time, there are children around the adults stretched out their strong and powerful hands, glowing with the warmth of the lamp, holding their children, greeting and saying goodbye to themselves, until the side is deserted, the stars are no longer shining, and the cold fog begins to strike, he got up leisurely, spit out the buckwheat chewing in his mouth, and walked to the simple thatched hut as if nothing happened, and wept quietly.

He was a child who had been picked up, and although the eldest grandfather was the head of the village, he still couldn't change anything, and after he made a few mistakes in a row, his aunts and uncles began to pull him aside and tell him the rules and regulations that belonged only to him.

You can't compete with others for Trojan horses, and you have to give fresh fish soup to other children, because he is the oldest, and you must know how to be polite and humble; We must take the initiative to take care of farm work and all kinds of miscellaneous housework, and our younger brothers and sisters are too young, so we must love and be considerate of the young.

He can appreciate the kindness of these uncles and aunts, but he also wants to get his own share of the care he deserves.

Now a palm flashed in front of him, warm and comfortable, how could he miss Changge

Even in heaven, he held on tightly and never let go.

This is like a video that has not yet been pieced together, and the meaning of what it wants to express is not yet known, so Qiu Xiaobai can only watch quietly.

Fluffy, what is it, is there a woman in Tsing Yi floating in front of you?

The cloth-clothed boy grabbed it and held it tightly in his hand, and suddenly heard a scream, and there was a sharp pain in his hand, and when he opened his eyes, he found himself on a stone bed.

Underneath him was a cold slate, and he wasn't dead yet

Changge shook his drowsy head and slowly straightened up, there was a shallow wound on his wrist, which looked like it had been bitten by a mouse, with only three small blood-red holes.

"I don't know which senior came to the rescue, can I show up" The young man in cloth spoke sincerely, and he couldn't answer for a long time, so he turned his head to look around, but he didn't find anything strange.

The cave is bright and spacious, and it looks ethereal and silent, and you can see everything around you at a glance, where it looks like there are people

Thinking like this, without thinking for a moment, the flowerbed shook slightly, and out of it came a small and elegant fox, covered in white fur, crystal clear, and endearing.

This is a magical and spiritual white fox, and the cloth-clothed boy dares to promise that he has never seen such a sharp fox skin at the house of the old hunter Uncle Wang next door.

Its eyes are wise and narrow, with red dots at the corners of its eyes, long pointed ears, and slow and methodical steps, all of which show its appearance to the young man in cloth.

The white fox walked very elegantly, so it walked very slowly, so as it walked, it found itself in the air, and then its expression changed from indifferent to slightly, uh, and it was angry

The cloth-clothed boy got up and lifted it, interrupting its cosy and bewitching steps, its fur was as soft as he had imagined, and the white and flawless fur made him love it even more, and he flipped the back of his hand and fumbled it.

It feels the same to the touch, and it looks like it's just grabbed it.

The fox struggled left and right, its four hairy paws fluttering back and forth, very uncomfortable with such a vacant state.

"Have you seen anyone else here," the young man in cloth smiled, gently touching its belly.

Although he was puzzled by the white fox that appeared here, he didn't want to believe that the white fox who was playing with the palm of his hand at this time would save him.

The white fox struggled to no avail, so he simply stretched out his body, not angry, and shook his head with big eyes, moving his hands and feet in his clenched hands, and did not look at him at all.

"Well, I'll give you something to eat." It's rare to see such a spiritual little guy, the young man in cloth has a smile on his face, and he takes this opportunity to set up almost.

Putting it on the stone platform, the cloth-clothed young man took out a handful of wild plums and spread them on it, gently touched its head and continued: "You are so close to me, you are not afraid of life at all, you should be familiar with me, during this coma, thank you for taking care of it, you can rest assured, I will not hurt you." ”

The white fox seemed to understand whether he understood or not, glanced at the young man in cloth, lowered his head and sniffed the red fruit with his nose, grabbed it with his front paws, put it on the ground again, and played.

"I don't know when your master will come back, and if he is hungry, he will eat this sweet and delicious wild fruit first."

Carelessly fiddling with the wild fruit in his hand, where can he still take care of the hunger in his belly, it is dark outside, Changge finally escaped death, but in a blink of an eye, he was even more worried about Grandpa Bai outside.

It is really rude to enter this cave and smash this flower garden again, but the owner of this house is not there, and he is in a hurry to get out. How do you think of a way to ask for forgiveness?

Pick more fruit and apologize to the master, but this is someone else's mansion, and it's not so embarrassing to borrow flowers and offer Buddha, no, no, otherwise it's okay, anyway, no one knows that I've been here.

"But how can there be such a person" The cloth-clothed young man shook his head in disgust, really ashamed of these thoughts.

Looking at the scratches of the wild fruit on the ground that were coiled by the fox, the young man in cloth was overjoyed

Wouldn't it be better if he hadn't left a message for this master, and he would come to the door again to apologize when he had time to do so

The young man in cloth thought of the method, and his face suddenly became cheerful, but he took the branch and didn't know what to write on the ground.

The remote mountain village is poor and poor, and I don't know a few words at all, although I am more eloquent and articulate on weekdays, but it is really difficult to write properly.

He rubbed his head, looked at the windblown vines above the stone wall, and was stunned, and looked ashamed for a long time, and finally wrote down two words.

A boy in cloth.

"What are you looking at, this guy" Seeing the white fox probe popping out, the cloth-clothed young man was even more dissatisfied, and grabbed it and said angrily.

He finished writing with great difficulty, and as soon as he wiped his sweat, the fox threw away the fruit of play, jumped down and sniffed with his nose, and began to pick up the earth with his paws, seeing that the gesture was to bury the words.

It doesn't seem to work, this fox is more insidious and very spiritual, no matter what he keeps, he will erase it.

"It's only been a while, why are you moving again?"

The cloth-clothed young man looked at the white fox in his hand helplessly, and made a few grimaces, trying to frighten the fox, who knew that it was not afraid at all, but came back to the same set just now, but annoyed himself, so he had to put it down.

The white fox landed on the ground, his steps were light, he stretched his waist leisurely, as if he had lost interest, grabbed a fruit with his front paws and played, and looked at the young man sitting on the ground from time to time.

The cloth-clothed boy grabbed his hair, his face was bitter, there was really no rut, there was no exit from this place, and the cliff was extremely dangerous, how could he go up

The white fox played for a while, as if he felt sleepy, his eyes opened and closed and came over to look at the young man in front of him, and pushed his paws softly, and three red fruits rolled into Changge's eyes, and it raised its front paws, actually signaling Changge to play with it.

"It's okay for me to play with you, then it's okay for you to tell me the way out Your master lives here, then you must also know the exit" It's better to find out the news from it, seeing that it is very familiar with this place, the young man in cloth rolled his eyes and nodded in agreement.

"You don't have to be so ruthless, little fox"

The white fox turned a deaf ear, pulled the three fruits and turned around and left, which was so wise that the cloth-clothed boy could not imagine.

"You're too smart, aren't you?"

The cloth-clothed boy was discouraged, got up and chased after him, grabbed a few wild plums from the stone platform and followed him, this was his dinner, looked up at the sky, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Tonight, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out.

The white fox walked very slowly, and behaved like a human being, and the cloth-clothed boy followed it to the suspension bridge, and it was actually looking at the sea of clouds

It's incredible.

"That's it, I'll play with you, I don't want you to point me out, it's okay."

Throwing fruit into his mouth, the cloth-clothed boy sat on the suspension bridge, his right hand squeaked and hooked the white fox, and they looked at the scenery in front of them together.

The sea of clouds is churning, but the night is not coming.

This place seems to be different from the outside world, and the cloth-clothed young man was secretly surprised, holding the white fox's right arm and unconsciously clamping it a lot.