The next morning, when the mist after the rain had not yet cleared, Yuan Yu dragged his somewhat tired body out of bed early.

I filled the rice bowl with water from my own rice bowl. The firewood at the bottom of the stove was a little damp, and Yuan Yu could only keep blowing the straw that led the fire with his mouth, and the firewood was burned, and his little face was also smoked.

Yuan Yu's family originally had a few acres of land, but Yuan Yu's age could not take care of it, so after the village discussed, it was planted by others, and Yuan Yu was given some rice every year as rent.

Of course, there are some relatives, but after Yuan Yu's father stumbled and fell into the river, those relatives who were already lukewarm were very strange and "disappeared" at the same time.

The pot sprayed hot air to the corner, filled the porridge, ate the eggs, and Yuan Yu sat in front of the door boredly, thinking over and over again the dream that he didn't remember last night.

When Hu Fei ran over sweating profusely, Yuan Yu was holding the pen in his hand and writing on the stone one by one.

didn't close the door of his yard, so Hu Fei ran straight in, took Yuan Yu's hand and ran out: "I'...... My dad is back......"

Hu Fei was out of breath when he spoke, and he also faintly cried.

Yuan Yu was dragged by Hu Fei's arm all the way and ran forward, but his expression was a little dazed.

After running for a while, probably too tired, Hu Fei stopped, rubbed the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand, choked and said, "Xiaoyu, my father is dying...... I'm going to be like you......"

When I arrived at Hu Fei's house, the small place was already crowded with people and making a lot of noise.

At the door of the house, it was very strange to hang the quilt tightly, and the bedding with black and white faces was like mourning.

Some people were whispering, and some were secretly looking at the snakeskin bag on the ground.

Hu Guocheng's face was sallow, lying on the bed, his eyes were dull, and there was no color.

When Hu Fei pulled Yuan Yu in, the discussion in the room was lowered, and the eyes looking at Yuan Yu were more or less strange. Occasionally, he would treacherously point at Yuan Yu and muttered something.

Yuan Yu suddenly became a little at a loss and hesitated to go out.

But I never thought that the crying woman beside the bed suddenly rushed over like crazy and slapped away Hu Fei's hand holding Yuan Yu, and pointed at Hu Fei in an angry and weird tone: "Little bastard, no one plays with this debt collector, can you bear it?" Brought bad luck to our house! Disobedient, you bring this debt collector home again, you have to hope that your father is dead to be clean, you ......"

Yuan Yu raised his head violently, his eyes shining.

"What do you see, you are not allowed to enter my house in the future, do you have to hurt Ah Fei like you, are you willing?"

In front of everyone's eyes, no one knew how unforgettable such words would leave on a ten-year-old child.

raised his head, and once again hung down weakly, Yuan Yu's shoulders were shaking, he didn't dare to look at the eyes of the people around him, those strange eyes were full of abandonment and disgust.

"Hey, look at it, yesterday my iron egg was kind, and he was almost beaten by Ah Fei, today is good! Look, I'll just say that this little debt collector is with whomever he is ...... bad luck with."

Tie Dan Niang raised her eyebrows and expressed yesterday's unhappiness.

Yuan Yu's brain was buzzing, and the world was spinning in front of him.

And Hu Feisheng on the side blushed, and made a move that surprised everyone, he waved his fist and smashed it on the legs and arms of Tie Dan Niang, as if pouring all his strength, and roared like a little beast: "You poisonous tongue girl is a debt collector, and your whole family is a debt collector......"

Hu Fei was beaten out by his mother, with a red slap mark on his face.

And, of course, Yuan Yu.

Under the wild jujube tree not far from the river, Yuan Yu, who had been silent, whispered: "Ah Fei, go home to see your father, I'll go back!" ”

The river breeze blew on the face, blowing down the mottled forest shadows in a place.

After Yuan Yu finished speaking, he lowered his head and left without looking back.

Hu Fei behind him shouted loudly: "Xiaoyu, you are not a debt collector...... Daddy Wang, who brought my dad back, said that my dad was called by the wild cats of Mao'er River......

When it came to Mao'erhe, Yuan Yu, who left with his head down, paused slightly.

He knew that place.

It's a river, but now it's just a ditch with a bit of water.

More than 20 years ago, it was indeed still a river, but during the famine, people who died of starvation had no coffins to bury, so they threw them in, and when they lost too much, the small river that was not wide broke off inexplicably.

The bones of the dead were crookedly exposed, and the stench of decaying corpses could be smelled every few miles, and if they smelled it, they would get sick.

Later, the cadres of several villages got gasoline, chose a day when the sun was poisonous, and put a fire in it, and the fire burned in the river for a day and a night, and the bones of the forest were invisible.

Father Wang in the village remembers this incident most clearly.

It's just that to everyone's surprise, the corpse smell is not smelled, but there are a few years in that place that some wild cats always gather there at night for some reason.

The black wild cats all over their bodies panicked.

The old people in the village said that cats belong to yin and like yin, and like to stay in places where yin is strong.

And maybe it's in a place where the yin qi is heavy for a long time.,Such cats will be black and weird.,Folk rumors say,These,Most of them are soul-attracting cats sent by the underworld.,Walking at night is cut off and can't be encountered.。

Whether such a statement is true or not, no one knows.

Yuan Yu also didn't know.

However, Yuan Yu wanted to take a look.

Because no one wants to be called a debt collector, Yuan Yu doesn't want to, especially when Hu Fei roars and says: "Xiaoyu is not a debt collector!" ".

Alone back in the deserted and dilapidated courtyard, Yuan Yu didn't go out all day, and Hu Fei didn't come.

The only difference is that after the events of the day, when the people in the village pass by the door of Yuan Yu's house, they will go far away......

When the moonlight came out of the clouds, Yuan Yu, who was dressed in patched clothes, rummaged around the dilapidated home without saying a word.

Dark clouds cover the corner of the crescent moon from time to time, and such a night is called a black moon.

Like the hairy moon, such moonlight is the main evil.