The fat man holds the sword in his right hand, with the back of the sword facing backwards and the blade facing left and right; The right foot took a big step forward, the right hand was behind each other, and the left hand pointed the sword at the ghost, and shouted in a momentum: "Return!" "Waves of air rushed in.

The tiger lay on its stomach on the ground, cutting cracks in the ground and retreating; And the ghost couldn't stand it, and was blown away directly into the sky, only to see an abyss mouth appear in the sky, with countless sharp teeth in it, making a big laugh, and then making a deep inhalation appearance, sucking the ghost into his mouth, his lips were still squirming, and he seemed to be a little excited, and finally turned into a thin black line and disappeared.

When the fat man came back to his senses, the tiger had disappeared, the fat man placed the wooden sword on his back, and continued to move towards the depths of the mountain, he knew where all the buried justice was, and he was almost there.

……

Everywhere there are lonely spirits and wild ghosts wandering in the mountains, the green of any plant is completely gone, and the black ash stands on the ground, and the ground is as hard and absorbing as obsidian, as if it has come to hell, and there is no breath of life in sight.

Those lonely ghosts have their own forms, and I saw a wild ghost smell the smell, and seemed to find a trace of life around him, and chased after the anger. Just as this wild ghost discovered, other wild ghosts also found it, and this vitality was like a few drops of water added to oil in this dead air, and it attracted a large number of lonely ghosts.

They drooled and headed in the direction together.

Looking ahead, a huge crater with a radius of more than 3,000 meters came into their eyes, and in front of the huge pit, they looked like ants.

Until they fixed their eyes, a fat man with a wooden sword on his back, he looked at the giant crater and seemed to be a little pensive.

He seemed to feel it, turned his head to look at the group of people, stretched out his arms and sang, "I want to fly higher..."

If there are people who don't know at this time, they will definitely think that the ghost is chasing the fat man, and the fat man is not complete and suicidal.

At the moment when the fat man jumped, the feeling of weightlessness strongly stimulated the fat man. Listening to the whistling in my ears, there were all kinds of women on the walls, they were planted on the stone wall like flowers, and they made seductive gestures to the fat man.

The fat man was stunned for a moment, and the nosebleed suddenly remained; A small hand with white jade skin emerged from the fat man's heart, and he gently stroked the fat man's heart...

The fat man paused, gasped, and gradually calmed down, with a wry smile on his face.

"Wen Yao, don't be like this..."

"Hmph..."

The fat man twisted his waist and took out the floating dust and rolled it up to one of the women on the stone wall, the floating dust slowly became longer, and the fat man's speed slowed down.

The woman on the stone wall suddenly cracked open from her waist, and a bloody mouth bit the floating dust, trying to bite the floating dust off. I saw that the floating dust was gathered into a knife, and it was extremely sharp and directly cut off the woman's waist. Then he continued to cling to another woman...

As time goes by, the deeper it falls, and the light does not reflect in, and the fat man's heart becomes heavier.

Just when the fat man's hands were a little sour, the fat man finally saw the bottom of the pit.

The fat man pulled the floating dust, stagnated in the air, and then slowly fell to the ground, rolling up the tail of his uniform.

The fat man looked around, and there was a faint glow of flowers around him, and the flowers of the other side surrounded a clearing, and in the clearing there was an old man, the wrinkles of various times were engraved on the old man's face, and the exposed arms were like dry branches; The old man sat in a black rocking chair.

The old man was quiet and peaceful, gently stroking the head of the little girl lying on her lap. doesn't seem to care about the arrival of the fat man, an outsider.

Listening to the old man with his eyes closed, humming softly, in this hollow valley, there was some silence, some echo.

This is the ballad of her hometown.

The fat man looked at the old man with a smile on his face, and he saluted the old man and sat cross-legged on the ground.

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I, Yang Yuqing, am an authentic rural person.

Maybe it's a little remote and backward, and the people in the village are a little ignorant.

Life in the countryside has always been so boring. When the farm is busy, help the family to plow the land, remove insects or water; When the farm is not working, I make an appointment with a group of friends to play in the field.

We got a group of friends to the mountain stream, and we used a broken, useless dustpan to place between two rocks, and we knew that it would not be long before a few fat fish would be caught in the trap we had set.

At that time, we didn't know that there was such a thing as parasites, but we still didn't dare to show it to our elders.

Because the elders in the family will immediately release them, give them away, or throw them away.

Maybe after killing the fish, you can indeed add a dish, which can replenish the body or something, but because of the deliciousness of the dish, the rice you eat will also increase.

Listening to the elders, there was a drought in their generation that was very serious, and many people died in the village, and the elders said it with a little fear on their faces.

From that time on, no matter whether the harvest was good or bad, the family would store some grain in the cellar or other ways to store it, so that the food could be stored for a long, long time.

When we finished setting the trap, we laughed out loud in the field, and you chased after me; is often like a martial arts hero, stipulating that you are a good person, I will play the villain, stage a 'thrilling' martial arts duel, and finally elect the leader of the martial arts alliance.

When the game was over, we were in a clearing, and the leader instructed who was going to prepare hay, who was going to prepare wood, and who was going to take out the traps.

I came to the stream, took out the trap, and a large fish and a few small fish were suspended on the surface of the water, I held the lid of the trap tightly, put a few small fish into the water, and took a large fish to the open space where the firewood was prepared.

Another man stole a few vegetables from a nearby vegetable patch and took an iron pot with him.

Some light fires, some wash pots; Some wash vegetables, some kill fish.

Soon, the water boiled in the pot.

We put the fish down, and finally the vegetables down, and we saw that the soup slowly turned white, and a strong fragrance wafted out of the pot, and we couldn't help but swallow our saliva.

Finally, there was the sharing of food, where we each ate the fish and drank the fish soup, and at that time there was no MSG or other seasonings, just a little ginger and a little salt. 、

After eating, we had a little fun and went home.

……

I cautiously came to the door and carefully pushed the door open.

The house was a little messy, my father was sitting on the table, holding the second pot head in his hand, and he didn't look at me and asked, "Where did you go?" ”

I whispered, "I'm going to play with my friends..."

"What, be louder..."

I was so frightened that I kept my head down and didn't dare to speak.

When my father saw that I did not speak, he continued to drink and eat.

I was glad I drank some fish soup on the sidelines, but this fish soup didn't seem to have many calories, and it didn't take long for my stomach to growl.

And my father turned a deaf ear and continued to eat, ignoring me who was standing at the door of the house......