(1) In front of me is a small mountain village full of greenery, full of birds and flowers, a fairyland on earth.

However, it is such a fairyland-like place, but there is still a discordant tone coming out, and I saw that four brightly dressed little boys were chasing a ragged little boy at this time.

"Catch this poor ghost, don't let him run away!"

"This poor devil has robbed us of our sugar, we must catch him!"

"Everyone, hurry up, don't let me catch this poor ghost, or I won't be polite!"

"After you catch him, everyone must beat him hard!"

Four brightly dressed little boys laughed and chased after the ragged little boy in front of them.

I saw that the little boy who was running crazy in front of him was bare, with a pair of little black feet, and his clothes were patched and patched, and his little face was covered with black sludge.

His two little hands were clasped tightly together, as if grasping something, his face was very frightened, and he ran forward desperately, although the small pebbles on the ground hurt his feet, but he still did not dare to stop.

Eventually, a small rock protruding from the ground tripped the boy to the ground.

With a thud, his whole body fell in front of him, but his hands were still deadly separated, although his jaw was already bleeding.

The four little boys who were chasing after him immediately ran forward and surrounded the little boy who had fallen to the ground.

"Poor ghost, give me back my sugar!" One of the bald boys shouted at the ragged boy.

The little boy in ragged clothes clenched his teeth tightly, refusing to let go, and his two little black fists clenched tightly together, as if they contained a rare treasure.

"Little poor ghost! Give me back my sugar! The bald boy began to dirty the boy's hands, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not break his hands.

"Hmph, since this poor ghost can bear it, then let's beat him hard and see how long he can endure it!" The bald boy shouted at the other three friends with a wicked expression on his face.

The other three little boys, only the bald boy, were the first to follow, and when they saw that the bald boy had kicked the ragged little boy with his feet, they all followed, and they all got up and kicked at the ragged little boy.

The boy clenched his fists tightly from beginning to end, holding them in his heart, and his whole body was curled up in a ball, at the mercy of their beating.

Maybe it's because of the children, after all the children beat for a while, they were so tired that their backs hurt and they were panting, and it was a little difficult to even speak.

"Okay, don't beat this poor ghost again, he'll die if you beat him again!" It was the bald boy who spoke, and the other boys immediately stopped.

The bald little boy spat on the dirty-faced little boy's body, and said in extreme disgust: "Bah, don't let me see you poor ghost again, or the next time I see you, I'll beat you once!" ”

"Alright, let's go, don't pay attention to this kid, let's go play somewhere else." Another little boy who also seemed to have some authority said.

The four little boys spat at the little boy who was curled upside down on the ground, and then ran forward happily.

After a long time, the little boy curled up on the ground gradually stood up, and then slowly opened his hand, only to see that his hands were tightly grasping a candy that looked very delicious.

"Damn!" The little boy in ragged clothes cursed suddenly, and then waved his hand and threw the candy in his hand towards the four little boys who had disappeared.

The candy arced through the air and then disappeared into the sky.

(2) Night, a quiet night, the silver light is poured on the sign of the Aoyama City History Museum in front of my home.

In the quiet of the night, the Aoyama Historical Museum exudes a mysterious and unique cultural charm, as if it is a world that has been produced for thousands of years.

There was silence, and the great history museum in front of him also fell into a deathly silence, and a small sound could still be heard.

Although the lights in the museum are on, the overall light is still very weak, and a museum security guard still checks every item in the museum with a flashlight in his hand, and when it is confirmed, he moves on to the next artifact.

Speaking of the source of this next cultural relic, it is really not small, he is the first emperor of China, the first emperor once used a sharp sword in the war site, it is the treasure of the Qingshan City Museum, how many people come to the Qingshan City Museum to see its style.

Therefore, the entire Qingshan City Museum is also extremely protective of this sword with special significance, without the consent of the dean, no one is allowed to approach this sword for five steps, even they, the night guard staff, have to observe from a safe distance from this sword.

After checking that there were no problems with the sword, the night guard security guard breathed a long sigh of relief.

In fact, as long as this sword is fine, the rest will be symbolically checked.

Some people say that this sword of China's first emperor has the ability to subdue demons, and it was once snatched by the ancient Taoist sect and the yin and yang factions, but in the end it was not without a place to go, until the national government found this sword in the process of opening up the river.

Because the price it has is incomparable to all the treasures in the museum, so the night guard attaches great importance to this sword, after all, if something goes wrong, he can't afford it anyway.

The night guard took a flashlight and looked around, but there was nothing unusual, so he turned off the flashlight and came to the museum's security room.

As soon as he pushed the door open, he immediately heard various voices coming from inside: "Lao Zhang, is the inspection finished, if the inspection is completed, hurry up and follow it, we just lack one of the three." ”

"Haha, this time I want to win all of them, it's impossible for me to lose so badly every time I play!" The night watchman named Lao Zhang looked indignant, quickly wiped his face from the faucet next to him, and then sat down on the table with them and built the Great Wall.

After a few moments, there was a shout from the security room, and there were all sorts of technical terms that were confused.

However, halfway through the game, the museum inspector named Lao Zhang felt a little urgent and said to the other three people: "I'm sorry, I'll go to the bathroom, you three play first." With that, Lao Zhang ran out of the security room with his pants.

Almost as soon as it was discharged, in an instant, Lao Zhang felt so refreshed that his body was refreshed, and the yin system of his body was gradually getting rid of at this time.

"Wow, that's so cool!" Lao Zhang grabbed the work of his lower body, shook it a few times, put it back in his underwear, and then pulled the trouser chain and left the bathroom.

Just as he walked towards the security room, there was a loud banging behind him, as if something had been broken.

Lao Zhang's whole person was suddenly startled, and his eyes stared straight at the direction where the voice was coming, only to see that the direction was pitch black, and its location happened to be where the thousand-year-old sword was stored.

Lao Zhang suspected that the chattel was in vain, so he hurriedly ran back to the security office, picked up the flashlight and was about to rush out. "Hey! Lao Zhang, you don't play anymore, it's so late, what else are you going to do! One of the security guards immediately asked a little unhappily when he saw that the old man was going out.

Lao Zhang put on his hat and said, "Let's not talk about it yet, I heard a voice in the museum just now, I'll go see if it happened, otherwise it might be troublesome." ”

"yes, then I'll go with you!" Saying that, the security guard is also going to exorcise the demon together.

Lao Zhang knew: "It's okay, it should be said that nothing will happen, it may be that some rats have broken into the museum, I will come when I go, you can help me stack it." As he spoke, Lao Zhang put on a hat and walked up with an electric baton.

After coming out of the office, Lao Zhang strode towards the interior of the museum, I don't know what the reason is, and he was panicked.

First of all, Lao Zhang pointed a flashlight at the entire naturalist and didn't find anything special after scanning around.

Then when Lao Zhang pointed the mobile phone in the direction of the sword, he was suddenly shocked, and his whole person was suddenly stupid, only to see that the huge window was intact, and the thousand-year-old sword of the Qin Emperor inside was nowhere to be found.

Lao Zhang hurriedly ran to the location of the exhibit and looked inside with wide eyes, but to his horror, there was no trace of manipulation outside, but what was surprising was that the Qin Emperor Sword inside was gone!

Just when Lao Zhang was puzzled, a burst of footsteps suddenly sounded in the deathly silent museum, clear and powerful.

Every footstep echoed clearly in the morning of the museum and sounded in Lao Zhang's ears.

Lao Zhang hurriedly looked for his footsteps, but saw a black patch in front of him, and he couldn't see anything, but when Lao Zhang squinted his eyes and looked closely, his whole person was suddenly startled.

With a thud, Lao Zhang's whole person fell to the ground, his eyes staring straight ahead.

In the darkness ahead, a vague and tall figure was slowly walking out, and with each step, I heard the sound of heavy footsteps and the sound of armor scales rubbing against each other.

A moment later, the dark shadow came out and appeared in the dim light, and Lao Zhang's eyes immediately widened, and his eyes were full of terror and panic.

The tall figure that had emerged from the darkness reflected his shadow on the wall, and it held a sword tightly in both hands, and then raised it high.

With a snort, a strong light stirred up, and I saw the sword in the shadow instantly slashed.

At the same time, the entire museum was filled with Lao Zhang's terrifying shouts............