Fifteen years have passed, and there is no trace of any houses in the upper reaches of the creek, and even under the repeated intimidation of adults, it is almost rarely visited except for some animals and birds, and it has become a forbidden area, both in real life and in people's hearts.

The young man stood by the brook, and at his feet there was once a thatched-looking hut, but now covered with white snow, and there was no trace of it.

The snow was very heavy, and it came with a strong wind, and in less than a while, the young man was covered in snow, and Yanran was a snowman standing alone in the cold wind.

A lonely willow tree by the river, covered with snow and lonely branches swaying in the cold wind, the young man looked at it for a long time and seemed to have a bright eye, he paced slowly, and then there were rows of footprints on the ground, but soon the footprints seemed to be smeared, and became without a trace.

He came to the bottom of the tree, looked around from side to side, and then squatted at the base of the willow tree and stretched out his pale hand to dig through the snow vigorously, and in less than a moment's time, his hand seemed to touch something and stopped, and then he reached into the snow pit as if he had discovered a new world, and then pulled it out, and a small wooden box that had been somewhat blackened leaked out.

The wooden box is about two feet long and about one foot wide, it is a rectangular box, due to some time, the wooden box has begun to rot, as soon as it comes out of the air, it will fall apart, and the sawdust will fall from the young man's hand, but the young man's eyes are quick, he grabbed it casually, and an artifact was re-grasped by him in the process of falling.

In the heavy snow, he slowly opened his hand, so that the thing appeared in his palm, it was a pendant made of fish bones, although it looks very simple, but every fish bone on it has been finely polished, and it will never prick people in the hand, and every joint of this fish bone pendant can move, pick it up and put it in the air, a gust of wind chases, this fishbone pendant is like a living, constantly twisting the body like a fish swimming in the water.

The young man stood by the river in a daze, holding the fishbone pendant in the air, watching it swim in the wind and snow, and some images seemed to appear in his mind that had once haunted him, when suddenly, a hot drop of liquid slipped out of the corner of his eye, fell into the snow, and then melted the snow into a tiny pit.

He quickly took back the fishbone pendant and put it in his arms, squatted down as if he had lost something, looking for a trace of a tear in the snow, but the tears had already evaporated, and there were still a little traces, and he stood there holding the snow that seemed to have residual warmth, trembling, as if crying, and as if he was angry.

It was by this creek, under the willow trees, that the young man waited quietly until the sky became dark.

At night, the daughter-in-law of Mu Debiao, a relatively wealthy family in the village, is busy working in front of the stove, preparing dinner, which is never allowed if it is according to the stingy appearance of Mu Debiao and his wife when they were young, after all, in winter, and there is no need to work, how can food be wasted!

But things have reversed over the years, and the couple has slowly lost the right to manage the family, for two reasons, one is because Mu Debiao's daughter-in-law is really tough, and she can be called a powerful character within a radius of ten kilometers, almost no one dares to deal with her, and they are afraid that she will cry, make trouble, and hang herself

But in this era of filial piety, this is not the main thing, the main thing is that Mu Debiao and his wife suffered a stroke five years ago and collapsed in bed and could not get up again.

In the kitchen, Mu Debiao's daughter-in-law was busy on the stove, and in the room, the elderly couple, who were nearly fifty years old, leaned motionlessly on the head of the bed and looked at everything in front of them. If you don't work, what kind of food do you eat, not only waste food but also waste fuel for lighting the lamp.

Mu Debiao didn't dare to say much, just glanced at the wife on the side, sighed deeply, the wife picked up the trembling hand and put it for a long time, and finally put it in Mu Debiao's hand, although she didn't say anything, but Mu Debiao knew his wife's thoughts, and a line of tears flowed down his cheeks from the corners of his eyes.

At this moment, Mu Debiao suddenly saw a figure standing outside the window, he thought he was dazzled at first, but when he looked carefully, he found that there was indeed a figure outside the window, this figure should not be short, standing there seemed to be looking at them motionless.

"Ru Niang, see if there's a figure over there." Ru Niang is the milk name of Mu Debiao's wife, although they are both old now, they have a good relationship with each other, and they are still very close in terms of title.

Ru Niang also looked at the window, and could see that there was indeed a figure printed on the window, very much like a figure, but if you talk about a human figure, it won't be so long and still motionless!

"Ah Lang, it shouldn't be a person, otherwise it would be so cold outside, he wouldn't have stood for so long!"

"Yes, yes, it's really windy and snowy outside, no one will stand under the window, and even the beggars should freeze to death at this time." After speaking, he slowly closed his eyes, for a thrifty person like him, he would only eat one meal at noon, and he would not eat a bite even if he was hungry at night, which was already used to it.

Although it was already night, how could these two people sleep, except for one meal all day long, they only had to sleep, but as soon as possible, such a boring and uncomfortable life, they did not have the slightest thought of dying, because this family did not worry about food and clothing, so that they did not enjoy enough life in the world.

Time is passing little by little, the sound of pots and pans in the kitchen is gone, this must be the son and daughter-in-law have eaten and returned to the room to rest, but the wind and snow outside have not stopped at all, and the sound of whistling and howling like a ghost and a wolf is blowing from the eaves and roof.

Mu Debiao's body couldn't move, but his eyes were flexible, and suddenly he remembered the shadow outside the window, so his eyes glanced out of the window, and he couldn't help but cry out in fright, only to see that the figure was no longer outside the window, but stood in the darkness beside the bed, this figure was less than ten steps away from him, although he couldn't see his face clearly, but Mu Debiao seemed to be able to feel the sound of the other party's even breathing.

Ru Niang was taken aback by his shout, her paralysis was better than Mu Debiao, at least one hand could be raised or dropped in trembling, she turned her head and saw Mu Debiao seeing the same scene, and this time he was very sure that in their room, standing on the edge of the bed

Then a person.

The door didn't open, the window didn't break, so how did this man get in, thinking of this Mu Debiao was so frightened that his whole body trembled, fifteen years ago, since the little boy died, he always had strange dreams, in the dream the little boy came out of the grave, and then killed him and ate his flesh, and later he spent five stones of grain to get a talisman from the great god, and then I don't know if it was a mental effect or a real miracle, and there was no more child in his dreams, Now that he suddenly saw such a sound and shadow, how could Mu Debiao, who was already suspicious, not be afraid.

"Mu Xiao, Mu Xiao" Mu Debiao was already panicked, but Ru Niang still saved a little reason in the panic, and immediately shouted her son's name loudly, but no one responded after shouting many times, so she continued to call her daughter-in-law's name, but still no one responded.

Ru Niang shouted while looking at the figure next to her, very strange, almost a stick of incense time has passed, this figure is like a wood carved clay sculpture standing there motionless, he doesn't seem to care about them calling people.

Ru Niang finally shouted that she was tired, and there was still no response from her son and daughter-in-law in the west wing, so she had to give up and look back at Mu Debiao, only to see that Mu Debiao's whole body was shaking like sifting chaff, and he forced his eyes, like an ostrich.

It's not a matter of such a long-term confrontation, so Ru Niang coughed lightly and asked carefully: "I don't know which strong man Your Excellency is, whether it is a lack of food and clothing, or because this winter is too cold and there is nowhere to hide, if Your Excellency is really in trouble, you may as well tell us, although I am also a poor family, but I am usually willing to give and tie the knot, if there is anything to help the strong man, I must do my best." ”

"Yes, yes, big ...... Big...... Chivalry, what you need is just say. Mu Debiao also followed suit.

The figure standing in the dark still didn't move, not even a posture changed, but Ru Niang seemed to see his big eyes looking up and down on them, she was now absolutely sure that there was a person in front of her, since it was a person, and he didn't hurt them immediately, then it meant that no matter if the other party robbed money or had any difficulties, there would be room for negotiation.

"Zhuangshi, if you don't believe it, just ask in our tassel village, our family is a good person, and what we usually do is to be kind and help the poor, and we have never hurt anyone." When Ru Niang said this, the figure in the darkness trembled suddenly, and then spit out a long mouthful of turbidity.

Ru Niang slept outside, and he could even clearly feel the cold brought by this turbidity, and even a faint fishy smell in this cold, but then the black shadow still returned to its original appearance.

The goal is already clear, it is a person, so hurry up and strike while the iron is hot, so Ru Niang said carefully: "Strongman, what do you need, just say it, as long as we can do it." After Ru Niang finished speaking, she immediately stared at the black shadow, ready to wait for him to speak and then find a way to deal with it.

"Is it okay to die?" The black shadow finally spoke, but the words seemed a little hoarse, a little emotionless, making people sound chills all over the body, and in an instant, the black shadow's voice just fell, only to hear a snapping sound, the window paper was blown by the wind, and a cold wind with snowflakes surging from outside.

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