Hua Hu saw a barren mountain.

The mountain was covered with yellow-brown earth and stones, and there was not a trace of green. There was an equally tawny road coiled around the mountainside, in other words, it was not a road at all, but a collection of footprints of many people.

She heard the sound of snoring, this was Rui Dongman's perspective, and it was she who made the sound.

Rui Dongman's vision was a little bumpy, and she seemed to be running this mountain road.

It was getting dark, her steps were heavy, and there was a commotion in the distance.

- What about the children? Don't let her run!

- Turn this mountain upside down, and dig it out!

In a narrow cave, you can see flashlights flashing on the mountainside diagonally opposite, and the sound outside is getting closer. The girl shuddered and reached out and clung to a stone next to her. She held the stone to her chest, as if ready to fight with whoever found her.

At this moment, the dark sky outside was torn open by the white light, and the raindrops fell cracklingly. The girl heard a series of hurried footsteps, and in a few moments, a chubby figure appeared in front of the cave.

The fat man lowered his head and burrowed into the cave, not noticing that there was another person inside.

The girl held up the stone and threw it at her.

- Oops!

The fat man screamed, and he dodged the stone with agility, but his head hit the wall of the cave and bared his teeth in pain.

- This ...... Whose child are you? What's going on?

The girl didn't speak, she breathed heavily.

The fat man looked at the girl, then at the flashlight outside, listened to the noise of the crowd, and seemed to understand something.

- This cave is too obvious, you come with me.

The fat man stretched out his hand to the girl, who hesitated, but by this time the footsteps of the crowd had reached the mountainside, and it was too late to run.

She reached out her little hand and grabbed the big soft hand.

The fat man led her out of the cave bent over, he carried a large bag, and swayed as he ran, and he didn't know what was in it or who he was.

He ran out of breath, so it didn't take long for the group of flashlights to catch up with them.

The group of people were all covered with meat, and they blocked in front of the fat man, pushing him hard.

- Sneaky! What the hell!

- Brother, in a hurry, it's raining, and I'm looking for a place to hide. Did you know that there is a village down the mountain?

- Hurry?! How can you rush to the middle of the night three watches, barren mountains and mountains!

The fat man panted and pulled out a pile of paper money, charms, cinnabar, and a cowbell that shook people's hearts when he shook it.

- Brother, we are dementors and corpses, and we can't see the light.

When he had finished speaking, he sprinkled the paper money into the sky, and the paper money fluttered down in the rain, making the mud white.

- Phew! Bah! Bah! Bad luck! Let's go!

One of the leaders said with a vigorous spittle.

This is the custom of the people in the mountains, when they encounter unclean things, they have to spit to ward off evil spirits, which is not quite the same thing as spitting on the ground.

- Wait!

Just as the fat man was about to breathe a sigh of relief, another man with a scar on his face beckoned to stop everyone. He stepped forward, circled the fat man twice, and then tugged hard at the fat man's big pocket, but it was light and fluttering, and there was nothing big in it.

Scarface asked suddenly.

- Have you ever seen a little girl?

- How old are you? Where?

The fat man asked rhetorically.

- So high. Seven or eight years old, with two pigtails and a cloth bag on his back.

The fat man looked down for a moment, then nodded.

- I have the impression that when I was going up the mountain, I met it at the foot of the mountain. I asked her whose child she was, and why she didn't come home when it was almost dark, and she ran so fast that she disappeared after a while.

Scarface frowned and pointed to the bottom of the mountain when he came.

- Big brother, let's go over there!

The fat man was in a hurry.

- Brother, you haven't told me where to hit the point!

- Walk forward!

Everyone went away with flashlights, and Scarface looked back from time to time, but the fat man continued to be alone, he carried a large bag on his back, and continued to walk towards the front with a staggering step, until he reached a clear sight, and he was still walking alone.

When he turned around the mountains and bent until he could no longer see any more people, the fat man said, "Come down."

The little girl trembled and crawled down from the clothes on the fat man's chest, and the fat man's big belly instantly became much smaller.

- Are you homeless?

The fat man asked.

Her eyes flickered, and the little girl nodded.

- Then follow me to the north and south, I still lack an apprentice.

- Are you the kind of person who chases away with corpses?

- Sort of, do anything.

The fat man smiled and walked forward.

- Can a dead person really go?

The little girl caught up with the fat man and asked after him.

- How so? Dead people are like dirt, thrown on the ground and lying down, and when they are drenched in the rain, they are a pile of mud, how can they walk?!

- What should I call you?

- Wu, call me Old Wu. What's your name?

- Dongman, Rui Dongman, my mother said that I was born in winter.

- Where's your mother?

- Dead, it's raining a lot, she's turned into mud.

- Tell you, I'm an immortal person.

- What is immortality?

- just won't die. I used to be sick, but when I was dying, I got better, and you say, should I live forever?

- Pretty much. But it's hard to be alive all the time. My mother said that to live is to suffer.

- She is guilty, I am not, I walk the rivers and lakes, unrestrained, unconcerned, one person is full, the whole family is not hungry, what a free day! Follow me, and from now on, you will be my apprentice.

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The fragment flashed, and it was a bleak scene again. The wind is not very strong, but the whole world is full of loess. A small village lies in the yellow sand, and outside the village is a crushed asphalt road, and the asphalt road is lined with markets.

Wu Fatzi wandered around the market with Rui Dongman, Rui Dongman took a fancy to a scarf, Wu Dabao took out a pile of dirty wool tickets, handed them to the vendor, and then handed the scarf to Rui Dongman.

- I am in my teens, and I have to take care of it well, and I can't let the wind blow my skin.

Rui Dongman wrapped it in a scarf with his head and face. She picked up a small mirror on the stall and looked at it, and there seemed to be a flash of light in the mirror, and a handsome and green face was reflected in it.

Wu Dabao heard the noise not far away, and there was the laughter of young people from time to time, so he pulled Rui Dongman and rushed over. He saw a thin man lying on the ground, his hair disheveled and his face surprisingly small. Several young men were beating him with impunity.

- Youkai! Rubbish!

- Kill you!

Wu Dabao rushed over, he looked at the face, and hurriedly opened his arms to stop the young people.

- Can't fight!

- Turtle grandson! What are you doing here?! Dare to protect this two-faced monster?

Wu Dabao took out the magic weapon in his big pocket.

- I'm a mage, a mage who collects monsters!