At the strip of cloth on the table, I was so angry that I trembled a little, I really wanted to find a branch to smoke fish balls, this little cub had a meal, I missed one thing, no matter how psychic these evil spirit crows were, they are still crows, as long as they are crows, they all eat carrion!

All the efforts for cleaning and prevention were in vain, and I calmed down and didn't blame her, so why bother, the fault was only that I was not careful enough and did not think about it.

In this way, the whole gentle slope was completely sealed, and even the fish balls were locked in the house where I usually lived and grounded from going out, allowing her flying broken birds to chirp in the sky, and even throwing stones to the grass hut on the roof, let them go, the big deal is that Lao Tzu will expel the fish balls to the "paradise", and take you beasts to plague the creatures there, so that I can live a peaceful life in peace and comfort.

This thought was by no means a momentary thought, but I really thought about it all night, yes, weighing the pros and cons, and don't forget, there is still our rabbit nest and so many sweet wild fruits in the "paradise", and these our necessities cannot be moved in a short time, and I am not willing to let this little cub take that group of beasts to spoil everything I have accumulated there for the past few years.

But if you continue to keep her and let her and those broken birds come around, what bigger trouble will it cause if you can't keep it, this time it's dysentery, but next time?

The moonlight shone down the fence blocking the door into the earthen house, and I had a headache when I thought about it, although I told myself in my heart: don't think about it, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, but I can't sleep with my eyes closed.

Just as my consciousness was slowly blurring like a dream, suddenly, the moonlight outside my eyelids dimmed, and it seemed that someone was approaching me, yes, I could even hear the sound of this person's breathing getting closer and closer to me.

Isn't that the dead man? He's really not dead?

A chill hit the back of my neck at the back of my head, and my eyes were still closed, and I didn't dare to open them, lest I startle the snake. My feet suddenly curled up and kicked hard in the direction of the breath, and then the handcuff under the grass pillow was copied into my hand.

The moonlight under the bed sprinkled on a person, she lay on her side, struggled hard several times, seemed to want to stand up, my pupils adapted to the dim light in the room, until she stood up to recognize, under the loose hair, it was the half of the Sichuan girl's face that was burned to the side of the horror, at this time, she was looking at me upright, or looking in the direction where I was, she was half blind.

Hurriedly helped the naked woman to sit on the edge of the bed, took the opportunity to adjust the angle at which she was standing, tried to make her face face to me as intact as possible, and asked softly, "What's wrong with you?" The tone was very gentle, and since the afternoon, her expression has been a little wrong, and I am afraid that if I ask stiffly, this woman who can no longer withstand the blow will not be able to accept it.

"Chuan is very sad", she choked up and spoke in the local language, only "Chuan" is Chinese, because that is her name.

"You're not him," she said, pausing as she spoke, tears streaming down her eyes.

These simple words made me speechless for a moment, there must have been something wrong that made her notice, but what went wrong?

"He... He's dead... Chase your enemies... Fight.. Dead, he's... Warrior, understand? I took her hand, held it in the palm of my hand, and lied to her word by word in a broken native language, and frankly said, where is there a better lie in the panic? It's only where to make it up, but when I say this, I feel against my will, what kind of warrior is that grandson! I bet if you really encounter an enemy, you must run faster than me.

Sister Chuan's forehead was pressed against my chest, tears fell on my legs one by one, and the incessant sobbing sound seemed to make people hear the sound of inch by inch in her chest.

"You... With me, henceforth... No more affliction will befall you", I paused and continued: "Tomorrow, I will take you.... Go to the burial .. he".

I don't know how I jumped out of the last sentence, maybe to gain trust? Or to comfort the lonely woman in front of her.

"No more suffering? Is this what the wood god told you? She slowly raised her head and said to me.

"Yes, this is the will of the wood god, his name is Old Tan ......".

On this night, the bursts of crying came only sadness and memories.

Well, I have to say that in order to round this panic, Lao Tzu pulled the fish balls and grinded for half an hour before convincing her to cooperate with me, and the price was to immediately lift her confinement and let her go out.

And the other actor, hehe, a whole bowl of Moutai was marinated in rabbit meat by me, not even the fire, with blood handed to the balls, I know that he likes raw meat and does not like to roast, although the taste of raw meat is a little strange, but looked at me suspiciously, and then turned around to hold the meat in his hand and bite it, I was afraid that the wine was not strong enough, and he swallowed it in the water bowl with a few taels, until he vomited all the bile, humming and not making a sound, and had fallen asleep.

I have to say, everything is so coincidental, I said before, Dandan deliberately avoided the Sichuan girl, never talked to her, and even our regular dinner, he just squatted in the corner with a clay bowl to avoid communicating with people in front of the Sichuan girl, for fear of being recognized.

But such a coincidence, I didn't expect it to last for a long, long time, until the day Dan Dan died many years later, he wanted to open his mouth to say something to Sister Chuan, but unfortunately, he had lost the ability to speak.

That's it, on this sunny afternoon, I took Chuan Meizi to the beach, the sea water will obscure the signs of Dandan's life, after all, he is not dead, he is still alive.

In the seawater, I guided the Sichuan girl's fingers to touch and caress Dandan's cheek, while observing Dandan's reaction at any time. While praying that you don't drown or choke to death, while praying that Comrade Sichuan Meizi will touch it quickly, don't be so grinding, after all, human life is at stake, in the end, I had to desperately pull away the woman who had lost her voice and cried and pressed down on the beach, taken over by the fish balls, and I was busy rushing into the sea water to pick up the balls that were about to choke out, and it took a night to let him get over this breath, but there was no way, this was his own doing, for this matter, Lao Tzu didn't even feel a little guilty.

Of course, Dandan didn't know anything about it, only saying that he was sick and dying. And my explanation to him was: "This is the end of eating raw meat, this is Lao Tan's punishment".

However, he still fell ill, and he never pretended to show me, because he couldn't pretend to be sick, it was dysentery, although I was wary of this, and even told Yuyu to let the evil spirits who ate the flesh of the dead leave the island temporarily, but we still fell into the trick, but I didn't expect that the first to fall was the last to return that day.