Roland looked at the buns with a look of anticipation, after all, after a day of walking, people were sleepy. Baozi understood what Roland meant, and also felt that his legs and feet were sore, "Then go and take a look, buy you a bottle of soda." ”

The little girl jumped up and down and led the buns and Roland, entered the gate of the supply and marketing cooperative, and as soon as she entered the courtyard door, the little girl shouted, "Dad!" Guests are coming! After that, he went to play by himself.

The wooden door opened, and a man in a red sweater came out, and said lightly, "It's so late, it's closed." The man didn't seem to welcome them or let them in. Baozi pleaded, "We have been walking for a long time, and we are so thirsty that we want to buy a bottle of soda." The man looked at the bun and sighed, "Then you two come in." After that, he turned around and went into the house.

The fire was blazing, but it wasn't warm. On one side of the wall is a full-body shelf, which is full of daily necessities, the man opened two bottles of soda, put them on the glass counter and took out five cents for the "two bottles of three cents" bun, and the man looked for money with a blank face.

The man in the red sweater asked, "You two children, where are you going for the big night?" ”

Baozi replied politely, "Uncle, we are going to the River God Mansion." ”

The man in the red sweater was stunned, "What are you doing there?" You're going to go through a mass grave! ”

Baozi said, "It's a long story, let's go find an old friend." ”

The man in the red sweater shook his head and stopped talking.

Baozi tentatively asked the man in the red sweater, "Tonight, can you borrow a night at your house." The man in the red sweater seemed very reluctant, and he didn't answer, rubbing his hands and pacing in the room, as if making a decision, and only said after a long time, "You have thought about it, my family conditions are not good, and I didn't keep you to live." ”

Baozi said, "Hey, in the middle of the night, just have a place to live, tomorrow morning we are in a hurry, and we will leave before dawn." My sister and I slept by the stove. ”

The man in the red sweater didn't speak, and went busily on his own. At eight o'clock, he shouted, "Girl! Sleep! The girl obediently ran into the house, turned her head to look at Roland as she went, pursed her lips slightly, and went into the back room with a smile. The man in the red sweater suddenly seemed to remember something, and said, "Inside, don't turn off the lights." Ah, there's a newspaper here, so you can read it when you can't sleep. The man threw the newspaper beside the bun and went into the back room as if he was on his mind. Bao Zixin said that he had never seen such a cold and enthusiastic person, it was really interesting, he thought more thoughtfully than anyone else, and behaved colder than anyone else. Baozi and Cabbage Flower set up a marching bed around the stove and covered their bodies with military coats, ready to start sleep mode.

But the stove is burning very strong, but it's not hot!

The buns were so cold that I couldn't sleep. I can't help but toss and turn, alas, how can I not sleep, I am really sleepy, talking to himself, staring in confusion, he quickly entered a half-dreaming state, as if asleep, the little girl who picked up leaves flashed in his mind, "The teacher asked us to make a bouquet, saying that it will be used for sports." ..... "The teacher asked us to make a bouquet and said that it would be used for sports." .... Baozi suddenly sat up and saw Roland sleeping soundly beside him. Games? It's the end of October in the solar calendar, and it's impossible, all primary and secondary schools in the Northeast have held sports meetings before the National Day. On a cold day, which school will hold a sports day at the end of October? Baozi carefully recalled what the man in red said and did just now, and suddenly remembered the newspaper.

Baozi picked up the newspaper and flipped through it, this is an ordinary provincial newspaper, with no important information. Baozi didn't let go of a word of news, and finally saw such a small report in the crack news on the last page of the newspaper: "A small-scale forest fire occurred in Yonghe County, and the forest police and fire department have found out the cause of the accident." After investigation, it was caused by the indiscriminate connection of wires by Liu, a staff member of the Yonghe County Supply and Marketing Cooperative, and the supply and marketing cooperatives were burned, and Liu and his eight-year-old daughter Liu Moumou died due to excessive carbon monoxide inhalation, and the forest burned area ....."

"Roland! Get up! Baozi pulled up Roland, who was in a daze, and pushed open the door of the father and daughter, only to see that the fire in the door was soaring, the wooden roof had been burned through, and the beams of the burning house collapsed one by one, smashing on the ground and sparking, but he didn't feel any temperature, like watching a movie. Moreover, the house was empty. Baozi got up and ran to the window, opened the curtains, and saw the father and daughter both dressed in red, standing in front of the window, staring at Baozi. Baozi was so frightened that he took two steps back and pulled out the Sword of Victory and Evil, the two father and daughter were not afraid, they just shook their heads slowly, stretched out their fingers behind them, and retreated without moving.

Baozi thought that there was something hidden in this, and was about to open the door to ask, but saw the window shatter with a bang, and a giant centipede rushed towards Roland at a very fast speed with its teeth and claws. Seeing this, the bun swung his sword and slashed, the centipede was very keen, and the snake shook off its tail and knocked the bun to the ground with a snap. Roland had seen mummies, but he had never seen a big centipede, so frightened that his mother collapsed to the ground and could no longer move. The centipede stretched out two long crows and came up to clamp Roland's neck. Seeing that the situation was critical, Baozi got up and stabbed his sword on the centipede's tail, nailing the tail to the floor. The centipede turned around and bit the bun, and the bun jumped up, grabbed an oat with one hand, and fought with the thousand-legged monster. The bun is now a mortal body, without the slightest bit of inner Dan Xiangzuo, just an ordinary child's body, thrown by the strange centipede and rolled all over the ground, smashed the glass cabinet, knocked over the cupboard and chopsticks, and the bun hit his head full of blood, but he is like a bullfighter, no matter how the centipede jumps, he just doesn't let go of his hands.

Roland came to his senses, looked at the fire and the remnants of sparks, looked around, and found that there was a pine oil torch for night patrol in the corner, so he picked up the torch and inserted it into the furnace, but it just couldn't be lit, Baozi immediately understood Roland's intentions, and shouted "Hey!" Don't be busy! It's all a hallucination created by a ghost! You use a lighter! Roland came to his senses, hurriedly rummaged through his backpack for a lighter, hit the flint a few times, stabbed it, and the torch suddenly lit up. Under the light, seeing that the centipede had turned over and pressed the bun under him, the big mouth full of sharp teeth approached the face of the bun, and the body full of auxiliary claws wrapped the bun firmly, Roland couldn't care much about it, rushed forward and stuffed the torch into the centipede's mouth, and suddenly a smell of burning egg whites rushed out. The centipede's mouth was full of black smoke, and the smell of burnt paste was tangy, and it hurt so much that it shook off the bun, ran out from the way it came, and cruined into the reckless forest sea, and disappeared.

Baozi got up with a bone, and saw a half-meter-long centipede tail tied under the sword of victory and evil, and several claws on it were still moving. Baozi pulled out his sword and chopped his tail to pieces.

When the two walked out of the gate of the supply and marketing cooperative, and then turned back, there was no supply and marketing cooperative, it was a charred ruins, on the ruins stood a few pieces of wood that were also burned black, the collapsed shelves still had shapes, and there was a wood stove in the house, which was cold and full of ashes, as if telling about the tragic situation that happened here. Baozi put his hand in his trouser pocket, took out the two cents that the boss had recovered, and looked at it again, and it was two half-blackened birch leaves