In the afternoon, when Lu Tu came out of the coal boss's office building, it was almost dark, and he had an extra check in his tunic pocket.

The amount on the check is not five dollars, not fifty thousand, but a full hundred thousand.

Fortune telling, fifty-five thousand, that's just the starting price, the other party can rely on his own money and humiliate him, then he doesn't mind knocking on the bamboo bar a few more times.

In addition, the coal boss also asked him to be his consultant, not to work, but only responsible for receiving a large monthly salary.

He made it clear what he meant, he would rather raise the road soil for nothing, and he raised it.

This fortune teller knows too much, and he is quite willing to gag him with money.

In a white Beverly car on the side of the road, a young man came out, stepped forward, and helped the road soil into the car.

That was Lu Tu's apprentice, and every time he went out to tell fortunes, he was driven by the apprentice.

Lu Tu, who has been engaged in the metaphysical industry for many years, only tells fortunes to the rich, his fortune-telling methods, from ancestral secret techniques, and the street magic sticks, liars are different, he relies on his true skills.

The secret technique was passed down from his ancestor to his master, and the master finally passed it on to him.

He is now a very famous fortune teller in this city, many rich people line up to beg him to tell fortunes, he is not short of money, he relies on selling heavenly opportunities, when he makes a lot of money, he is never afraid of retribution.

He even dares to raise a disc immortal, what else is he afraid of?

It's just that the famous Master Lu, like ordinary people, also has a secret in his heart.

At the beginning, when he first entered this city, he was just a hairy guy with no reputation, in this industry, fame is very important, no one believes him if he is not famous, he begs to tell fortunes to others, and people ignore him.

Of course, for fortune tellers, in addition to fame, there is also one point that is crucial, that is, seniority, seniority, to put it bluntly, age, the older you are, the easier it is for others to be convinced.

A hairy guy in his twenties, going to tell someone's fortune? The picture was too illusory, too unbelievable.

He is too young, when he debuted, he was just 25 years old, in his bones, he is a knowledgeable and true master, those old-fashioned magic sticks, compared to him, one is on the ground, the other is in the sky, but no one believes what's the use?

For a while, he was so poor that he almost couldn't even take care of food and clothing, but he was unwilling to go out to set up a stall to tell fortunes, he felt that it was too lowly.

So he deliberately pretended to be blind.

More than ten years have passed, and now he is thirty-seven years old, from the hairy boy who no one believed back then, to a mysterious blind fortune teller.

When someone asks him, he will say that he was blind because of the leak of the heavenly secret many years ago, and this will undoubtedly make people more convincing.

If people lose one sense, the other sense will become much more sensitive, everyone knows this truth, and people also guess the road and soil.

People who do business will believe in this to some extent, they believe in him, and they believe in his dexterous hands.

Mysterious and profound, this is the impression that Master Lu left on most people, and by giving people a look, he began to come into contact with the circle of the rich.

Gradually, he only told fortunes to those rich bosses, and even some bosses from Hong Kong sent helicopters to pick him up, just to invite him to dinner and tea.

Leaning on the back seat, Lu Tucai took off the pair of sunglasses, and felt a little relieved, the car started, crawling slowly in the alley, and the blurred figures on both sides crossed his eyes like flowing water.

Gradually, he began to recall, to recall a dream of his childhood, no, it was not a dream, it was the most real and terrifying memory he had personally experienced, only now that he thought about it, it became as distant as a dream.

North of the Northeast, in the winter forest, he was only 9 years old at the time, and his uncle led him to hunt, from his village, a two-hour tractor ride to the forest.

That day, the sky was clear, the snow was waist-deep, the air in the forest was exceptionally good, cold, with the smell of tree roots, the surroundings were quiet, the uncle held the shotgun, walked in front, the road soil followed closely behind, stepping on the uncle's footprints, and the little hand that was red from the cold was still holding a branch.

After walking around the forest for most of the day, they only caught a few wild sparrows, and the uncle touched his gray beard, hung the sparrows around his waist, and took Lu Tu's hand and walked in the direction of home.

At this moment, a gray-yellow shadow flashed in the snowdrift in front of him.

It may be a hare, and the rabbit is the hardest to encounter at this time! The uncle didn't say a word, raised his gun, and hit it without aiming.

"Boom!"

The gray-yellow thing jumped up and fluttered, and fell into the snow, and the uncle was a little excited, and rushed up a few steps to take a look.

It's not a rabbit, it's a fox, Lu Tu saw the uncle's body at that time, his big hand holding the shotgun, after seeing the fox, actually started to tremble.

Uncle hit a little fox with gray fur all over its body, and only its tail was yellow. Its eyes were still open, and it stared at the uncle with a resentful expression, and blood kept gushing out of its wounds, black blood, and melted the snow.

There is a legend that has been passed down from ancient times to the present, and this legend itself has gone through too many years of corrosion, and it has begun to mold, and it is uncomfortable to smell and listen to, but you can't forget it.

Legends, the terrifying legend about the fox fairy, the fox fairy is psychic, ever-changing, can do magic, the Tao is deep, and can also hook people's souls, give people Gu, fox fairies rarely take the initiative to harm people, but once they harm people, they will not stop until they die.

In the rural areas of Northeast China at that time, children were naughty, and adults told them stories about fox fairies, which scared children so much that they couldn't sleep at night.

There are many old hunters who rely on the forest to eat, more foxes alone, fox skins are valuable, in short periods, a whole fox skin, the income from selling can make a family at least half a year without worrying about food and clothing, black fox skin, white fox skin, flower fox skin, are all valuable, but there is only a fox with a coat color, hunters will never dare to fight, even if they hit it to sell, no one dares to accept it.

What coat color? Gray hair, not gray hair, white gray kind, and a fox with a yellow striped tail, that is the symbol of the fox fairy!

The small one that Uncle Lu Tu hit is this kind of coat color!

At that time, he shot the little fox to death, and the uncle didn't know if it was because of the cold, or because he was too scared, and Lu Tu saw the uncle's tall body, standing in the snow and constantly swinging.

Lu Tu couldn't understand it, he didn't understand how the uncle was good and what kind of swing he played, but he also vaguely guessed something, he watched the uncle shake his hands and bury the little fox in the snow, burying it, and his mouth was still chattering.

When I got home, the sky was already dark, and in the winter of the Northeast, it was dark very early, and Lu Tu still wanted to go back and go to the plow with a few wild children from the next house, but he was directly locked in the house by the uncle with the collar.

The uncle locked the door of his yard, carried the gun, and entered the house with a nervous face, closed the big iron door tightly, and reached out to use the tongs to dial the charcoal fire in the furnace, shaking his body and pulling, the more he dialed, the more the fire in the furnace became stronger, but the uncle's body trembled even more.

Uncle is a standard Northeast Orion, when he was young, his wife ran away with someone, and he has been guarding the single, Lu Tu's childhood was spent under the care of the uncle.

Seeing that the uncle was still trembling, Lu Tu couldn't help asking, "Uncle, what are you shaking?" ”

The uncle ignored him, added some firewood to the stove, and went to worship the Lord of the Land, a wooden shelf, standing on the wall in the middle of the house, on which sat the Lord of the Land.

The uncle said while bowing: "Lord of the land, bless us, please bless us...... So that the fox immortal can't enter our house......"

Lu Tu stood aside, listened, and immediately understood, and then, he also began to be afraid, and he also learned from his uncle, trembling all over.

He remembered the village next door, an incident that happened not long ago, a large family of more than a dozen people, overnight, disappeared inexplicably, leaving only a place of fox fur and commotion, this is a real thing, people are gone, leaving only the big black dog watching the yard, lying in the middle of the yard, bones, and flesh have been sucked dry, leaving a pair of black dog skin, connected to the dry head, stained with blood on the yard ground.

Some people say that those who disappeared have been hooked into the forest by Fox Daxian and can no longer come out.

Now, Uncle Lu Tu also glued to this thing, and the bullet from the old shotgun, after passing through the little fox's body, lay in blood, and still had its eyes open, looking at the uncle and uncle with resentment.

It's too small, it shouldn't be Fox Daxian, at least that's what Lu Tu thinks, he hopes that this matter can pass like this, he thinks so, his uncle thinks so too, after worshipping the Lord of the Land, the uncle began to cook, he cleaned up a few wild sparrows, stewed with half a pheasant, put wild mushrooms, stewed all over the house.

After a full meal, the uncle went to lie down on the kang.

Outside the house was dark, snowing, black snow, the wind blew the windows creaked, Lu Tu lay on the warm kang, in a daze, and had a dream, in the dream, the fluffy fox, staring at him with red triangular eyes, staring straight at him, and then, more and more hair, dense hair, more foxes, surrounded from the darkness, staring at a pair of blood-red eyes, staring at Lu Tu resentfully.

He wanted to run, but he couldn't, and those things surrounded him with their yellow tails, and he fell into a sea of red, dense triangular eyes, and he didn't dare to guess how they would retaliate against him.

They are not human, but they are much more vicious than humans, in fact, the most vicious nature in human bones is left over from these primitive animals.

He smelled a fox smell, and he woke up suddenly, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that his crotch was wet, and he was urinating.

It was quiet outside the window, and there were signs of brightness at the beginning of the day, and the uncle was lying not far from the road, still sleeping soundly.

Suddenly, a foul-smelling commotion came into Lu Tu's nose, where did the commotion come from? The commotion in the house, whoever smells the smell will never forget it for the rest of his life.

This commotion is too pungent, it's not the smell of Lu Tu Urine Kang, absolutely not! He groped, climbed down from the kang, and saw a black and yellow cloth on the ground at the door.

The style of the yellow cloth is too ancient, like a cultural relic hidden underground for tens of thousands of years, exuding the smell of decay, there is no such thing in his uncle's house, so where did it come from? Lu Tu was a little curious, so he picked up the yellow cloth and opened it to look at it.

On the front of the yellow cloth, crookedly, a row of black-brown characters is written.

Although Lu Tu is only 9 years old, he can already read some words, but how he reads the words on the cloth, how unfamiliar he is, looking at it, he can only barely understand a few.

Gradually, he felt that these words were not written by people.

"Pull, ruler, since" This is the word Lu Tu recognized, he was too curious, so he went to call the uncle to see.

Uncle was woken up by Lu Tu, first rubbed his eyes and yawned, just half of the beating, he smelled the fox in the house, his body was like electricity, jumped off the kang suddenly, pulled the yellow cloth in Lu Tu's hand, and looked at the window.

There are two rows of characters written on the yellow cloth, the first row, there are only four words, which read:

"Hunger forbids Walla ......"

The second row is a little longer:

"Hungry ruler against self-......"

The words on the yellow cloth were read by the uncle with great difficulty, and after reading it, the uncle looked puzzled, he stared at the black and brown words on the cloth, and put them in front of his nose and smelled them.

The smell of blood, the strong smell of blood, when you have a nosebleed, you smell it, you can't forget it.

The writing is too crooked to be illegible, like a blind little man, hiding in a dark corner, written with a face of unpredictable malice, what is this, spell? Who wrote the mantra? The uncle rubbed his eyes, and read it in a whisper to the yellow cloth again.

This time, even Lu Tu vaguely heard something.

"I'm coming tonight!"

"I'm going to eat your baby!"

Lu Tu translated them and told them to the uncle, and when he said it himself, his scalp exploded, and then he burst into tears.

When the uncle heard this, the hair on his whole body stood up, his gray beard turned upward, and the yellow cloth slipped from his hand to the ground, and he didn't care to pick it up, he only stretched out his big hand full of calluses, and went to hug the road soil, while comforting him:

"Don't cry, don't cry, what are you afraid of with an uncle?"

He held Lu Tu's hand, trembling.

Fox Daxian, it's coming tonight! Come to these two uncles and nephews, come to ask for their lives!

Dirty ...... It's coming from another world, and it's going for revenge! Avenge its dead children.

"I'll eat your child......"

That means that if the uncle kills its child, then it can only relieve this monstrous hatred by eating the road soil with its own mouth.

No one knows its means, but if it can send these two sentences, it shows that it is absolutely sure!

Before breakfast, the uncle put the yellow cloth in his leather jacket, and then carried the gun and went out with Lu Tu, he had to go out, and he didn't worry about leaving Lu Tu alone at home, so he carried him out on his thick back.

Uncle has friends, in the village, outside the village, Orion friends of all religions.

He was unwilling, and he didn't dare to face this fear alone, the fear that came from the vicious, mysterious fox fairy.

This is a day, in the evening, more than a dozen people, plus five or six shotguns, rolled snowflakes, rushed into the courtyard of the uncle's house, the road soil was sandwiched between the adults, followed by two big wolf dogs, sticking out their tongues, panting, they stretched out their fluffy heads, gently pushed Lu Tu's back, and pushed him away.

Everyone's face showed a murderous aura, which can overwhelm the murderous aura of fear, and it is rumored that the fox Daxian said that one is one, and said that he will come tonight, then it will definitely come tonight.

This is a war between hunters and dirty things, if they want to know it, tonight, they will be in the uncle's house, and it, and the fox fairy to the death!

The gate of the yard was locked, and someone untied the two half-man-tall wolf dogs they were carrying, and let them patrol the yard.

After that, the hunters hugged the uncle, and they all entered the house, and everyone had not only the guy, but also wine and meat, and set up a large table, and the people put away the killing intent for the time being, and began to talk about the wine.

It should be the wine to strengthen the courage.

In the house, the fire was red, and the men, old and young, a room full of men, sat around the clay kang, drinking wine, bragging, and telling about their most dangerous hunting experiences.

They didn't realize that the sky outside the house was completely covered in night.

In the middle of the night, when the hunters had drunk their wine, they all stopped, and some of them got up and put all the wine on the table in the cupboards, and they had to restrain themselves and stay awake to cope with the fear that would come at any time.

Lu Tu grabbed a handful of peanuts in his hand, sat in the anti-corner, and listened to one of the fat uncles with a Chinese character face tell a story, everyone was listening, and the spitting stars told by the fat uncle flew around:

"Fox Daxian is a fart? I got lost in the mountains, and in the middle of the night, I bumped into a blind bear, and that thing is no more powerful than the fox fairy......"

As soon as Uncle Fat was halfway through his speech, someone came out to expose him:

"Lao Liu, don't talk about that useless, and bear blind? The last time I went hunting with you, a rabbit came out of Nagada, and you were so scared that you peed your pants. ”

Everyone listened, they were all laughing, Lu Tu was also laughing, the night was already deep, but the room was still hot, the uncle sat alone against the door, wiping the gun in his hand, gradually, he had begun to forget the fear of the fox fairy.

At this moment, two rapid dog barks suddenly came from the yard.

Uncle made a gesture, the house was quiet for a moment, it was late at night, it was dark outside the house, at this time, this season, it was not dark and people hid in their homes, no one, why did the dog bark?

The rapid barking of the dog, which lasted only two or three times, quieted down for a few seconds. Suddenly, there was a sharp wail from the courtyard.

The dog hunter could hear that it was a cry for help from the dog, and as soon as the wailing passed, the yard returned to dead silence.

Everyone listened with their ears pricked up, inside the house, outside the house, even the needle fell on the ground, and they could hear it, and some people wanted to resist and open the door to take a look, but they were persuaded by the uncle.

The uncle held the gun and stared at the iron gate tightly, and after staring at it for a long time, his face was a little distorted, so he turned around and made a gesture to Lu Tu.

Uncle is not at ease with Lu Tu, although Lu Tu is now surrounded by those hunters in the middle of the kang, he is still not at ease, only Lu Tu is in his arms, where he touches and can see, he can feel at ease.

The fox may have come, and it has only one goal, and that is 9-year-old Lu Tu!

It's going to eat him! Revenge on its children!

Lu Tu hurriedly got off the kang, hid behind the uncle, and also looked at the door, and the uncle's and nephew's hearts were raised to his throat.

Squeak...... Squeak! Suddenly, something scratched the door with its claws, and that piercing sound, in such a quiet night, sounded so infiltrating!

Squeak...... Squeak! The door continued to scratch, and the thing scratched outside the door for a moment before stopping.

The uncle sat at the door, holding a gun in his hand, the muzzle of the gun was aimed at the iron gate, his palms and forehead were sweaty, but he still felt cold, biting cold, and the cold hairs on his body stood up.

When did it get so cold in the house? The uncle twisted his head slightly and looked into the crowd on the kang.

Next, a scene imprinted into his eyes made him almost suffocate!

Those hunters who were originally around the kang, talking and laughing, are now actually ...... Actually, all of them lay down horizontally!

More than 20 years have passed, Lu Tu now looks back, feeling like a rain stone in the river, he has experienced too many years of water baptism, many things, many people, many details, he can't remember clearly, but on the night of twenty-seven years ago, the night of the fight against Fox Daxian, the uncle's expression at that time, when he saw the reinforcements he called, the expression after lying down in the blink of an eye, Lu Tu will never forget.

There were too many expressions written in that expression, Lu Tu was still young at the time, and he couldn't read those expressions, he hid in the uncle's arms, raised his head to look at his face, the uncle's face was dark, after years of wind and sun, the folds on his face were as if they had been carved by a knife, and the gray-white beard around his neck was wrapped around his neck.

Uncle is a man of few words, he is honest, duty, but strong like a stubborn stone, a stubborn stone that hides his difficulties and worries, he is an example for Lu Tu from childhood to adulthood, but now, such a person, the face that was once weathered and numb was twisted into a ball of horror, doubt, and helplessness.

Frightened, suspicious, and helpless, this is what Lu Tu realized when he grew up and recalled that night, and the uncle's expression at that time.

The rescuers called by the uncle, all lay down in the blink of an eye, life and death are unknown, a second ago, they were still sitting on the kang, looking at the big iron gate with a nervous face, if I remember correctly, there were a few young men inside, and they couldn't help jumping off the kang to open the door, but fortunately they were persuaded, but the next second, these people were like stacking zongzi, all of them fell on the kang.

What happened? They don't know themselves, and Uncle and Lu Tu don't know that there are too many things that can happen in a second.

Drunk? It's impossible, they drank very little, according to the amount of alcohol that those wild men in the Northeast drank at that time, the little thing they drank was not wine at all, at most it could only be said to be a little fun, wine, meat, peanuts, they were all stained, Uncle and Lu Tu were also stained, they were fine, but they just poured?

It's suffocating.

He remembered that one year, the uncle took him to the reservoir to fry fish, the earthen explosives, after bursting in the water, splashing the waves of water sprayed a few people high, a fishy smell of water droplets, smashed the road dirt all over the face, not long after, one by one fish stared at the eyes, turned their white bellies, and floated to the water.

Lu Tu put his body in the boat at that time, watching the uncle catch fish with a net, and now, he thinks that those uncles lying on the kang are no different from the dead fish with white bellies on the water back then.

Thinking of this, he hid in his uncle's arms, wowed, and cried.

The strange sound of claws scratching the door had long since stopped, and the house was quiet and scary inside and outside, and the tender cry of the road soil seemed so abrupt and helpless in this quiet night.

The uncle's hand is still holding the gun, the muzzle of the gun is pointed at the thing on the other side of the iron gate, the uncle has never been a timid person, if this thing is aimed at him, maybe he is not so afraid, but now, that thing, by name, said that he wants to eat his child, the uncle's child is only one, that is Lu Tu, Lu Tu is his nephew, but he is closer than his own son.

Now, the uncle has no reinforcements, and the friends he called are lying there in the unknown, and he is the only one left in the world, facing the darkest and most resentful thing alone.

Something that came to his child for his life.

How could he not be afraid?

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Fear!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!