It was getting late, the sun was long gone, and the black clouds were pressing overhead, and a large area of black and dark seemed to be about to rain.

Yue Xueshan was in a hurry slowly, he was holding the loquat that slipped through the orchard on the road in one hand, and then just spit out the still hot kernel from his mouth with the other, the sweetness of the loquat meat soaked into his heart, and he felt in a good mood for a while, shaking his head and humming a small tune.

But this day turned out to be a change.

Yue Xueshan frowned, he squinted at the sky, and muttered in his mouth: "The northern black clouds are pressing, it seems that today is about to commit a water evil." ”

As he spoke, he looked left and right, trying to find a place to shelter from the rain.

The country road leads into the distance, and there is no end in sight. On the left is a deep forest, on the right is a vast wasteland, and a little further away there seem to be houses looming, and a small river runs in between, only a single-plank bridge passes.

Yue Xueshan hesitated for a moment, then quickened his pace and walked towards the single-plank bridge.

The light rain was already falling, and the little bit of crystal immediately stuck to Yue Xueshan's head, and from a distance, it looked like he had just drilled a sugar pot. He hurried slowly, and finally climbed the edge of the bridge, and climbed up and up.

"My taro! It's a pity... What a pity! ”

A rustic sigh came from the front, and an old farmer in a hat and a cloak was lying on the other side of the single-plank bridge, looking into the water with his head hooked. Next to him was a large basket full of large gray turnips that were not slipping into the mud.

Yue Xueshan looked into the river, there were many duckweeds floating on the dark green water, the rain cut through the river like fine needles, and many long-legged water fleas jumped around.

The surface of the river is like a mirror, but the underwater is deep and untouchable.

"Old man, did you fall into the river?"

Yue Xueshan accosted casually and slowly walked to his side.

The old farmer turned his head to look at him, raised his eyebrows and sighed with a twitch at the corner of his mouth: "Oh young man, why are you so young, I am a taro!" How many big taro, raw and raw, are worth a lot of money in the market! ”

Yue Xueshan sighed, picked up the big radish from the back basket and looked at it, it was really different from the white radish, the skin was very rough, and the remaining stems on the top were red and beautiful.

"This taro must be very fragrant to eat, how much money is it?" Yue Xueshan asked with a smile.

The old farmer didn't answer, still sighing.

Yue Xueshan patted his robe, "Old man, don't look at it, you can't get it, I'll buy you one, it's important to do business and make money quickly!" ”

"I'm the biggest taro! I'm afraid to press it, so I deliberately put it on top, who knows..."The old farmer cried with a sad face.

Yue Xueshan couldn't cry or laugh, and was about to speak, but he heard a thunderclap on the ground, and the sound of explosion resounded through the sky. Immediately after the thunder, the light of day darkened, and night fell suddenly.

A large expanse of white on the surface of the river was silently covered with a thick fog.

Yue Xueshan frowned and blinked, pinched his fingers, and muttered in his mouth——

"There is a wooden bridge on the water, and the lower ridge is on the Xun, which is a sloppy. There is rain on the bridge, and it is sleepy. It seems that this bridge is strange, and I am afraid that it will change after a long time, so I need to find a stable place quickly... Elderly! He shouted to the old farmer, "The heavy rain is coming, don't stand here, hurry up and find a place to shelter from the rain!" ”

Yue Xueshan said as he stepped forward to support the old farmer and urged him to move forward.

The old farmer looked at the river and sighed, but finally lifted the basket with the help of Yue Xueshan and carried it hard, then turned around and walked under the bridge. Yue Xueshan followed closely behind him and asked, "Old man, what is the place in front?" ”

Another thunderclap.

Yue Xueshan saw that the old peasant's back suddenly darkened and brightened, as if he had disappeared and reappeared, and a sense of foreboding suddenly appeared in his heart.

"The front is..."The old farmer only answered halfway, then turned around, and Yue Xueshan looked behind him almost at the same time.

Both of them felt a chill coming from their backs.

It was already completely dark, and the surface of the river, which was clearly visible just a moment ago, had completely melted into the night, and only a very vague silhouette of the single-plank bridge remained.

The fog on the surface of the river is like cotton wool at this moment, so thick that it can't be dissolved, as if it can be grasped with your hands, and a very strange black gas looms and hides in the meantime.

"Old man, is this what you dropped?"

A deep voice came out.

Yue Xueshan saw that the white mist was actually separated to the left and right like flowing water, and a thick black shadow appeared in front of the two. It floated in mid-air, black as ash, and looked like it was wearing a tattered cloak, with nothing below its waist.

In front of the black shadow hung three spherical things, which were constantly tumbling with the black qi, and it was impossible to see what they were. The black shadow waved his knuckles like withered branches, pointing at the round fairways—

"Look, which one did you drop?"

Yue Xueshan was speechless with his mouth half open, and the loquat in his hand fell to the ground.

The old farmer behind him didn't react, Yue Xueshan coughed, and said in a low voice while looking at the black shadow: "Just say it's not, tell him to go and fish again." ”

The old farmer still didn't speak, Yue Xueshan raised his elbow and wanted to poke him, but he only heard a bang, like something heavy hitting the ground, and then a trembling voice that was worse than a ghost screamed howl-

"Hell!"

Yue Xueshan was silent.

He smiled awkwardly at the shadow, turned and began to pull the old farmer who had collapsed to the ground. The taro rolled to the ground, and he slipped on it, almost hitting the bridge pillar.

A smell of urine hit his nostrils, the old farmer's eyes were straight, his face was like white paper, his hands were still digging on the ground, and his mouth was indistinctly pronouncing his mother, ghosts, and monsters, as if there were signs of unconscious.

Yue Xueshan patted his cheek on the one hand, and pinched his middle man on the other, "Old man, don't patronize the and pee, now you know, you can't litter, especially in this wilderness, there are too many porcelain touches now!" But then again, all cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods are paper tigers, and we are all heroic and upright, afraid that it is a bird! Ay... I said, why are you farting again? …”

"Which one did you drop?"

The black shadow accentuated his tone, and Yue Xueshan felt that his head began to roar. He didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly raised his head to watch the black shadow's every move.

I saw that the three round balls that were originally hidden in the black qi gradually approached the two of them, slowly revealing the true face of Lushan.

Yue Xueshan gasped.

That's three heads!

The flesh and blood of the face on the far left are blurred, and Bai Sensen's facial skeleton can almost be seen, and the long black hair is entangled and draped between the flesh and blood, and it is still dripping with blood.

The one in the middle looked like a middle-aged man, with shriveled skin and an uneven surface, like a moldy potato.

The one on the far right is the most bizarre, with light black hair, picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and a very serene expression, if it is not empty from the neck down, it really looks like a sleeping beauty.

! It's not going to be...

Yue Xueshan looked at the people in a daze, and his heart was not good.

"Don't get dizzy," Yue Xueshan shook the old farmer, "Get up and choose one, if you don't choose, you will die!" I'm convinced, you can get this thing if you drop a taro, are you dropping taro or human head?! ”

"My human head taro," muttered the old farmer in a coma.

Yue Xueshan rolled his eyes: "What a broken name is this!" ”

"Which one did you drop?"

The dark shadow was still asking repeatedly.