Grandpa is gone, and grandpa has left many indelible memories for Zhong Kui. He looked back at his grandfather's lonely house in three steps and looked back at the mist of nightfall. Maybe in a few days, that house will become a home for rats and cockroaches, or someone else will be able to repair it and become someone else's sheepfold or something.

Along the way, Zhong Kui felt a beam of strange gaze, scanning from a hidden position. He was like the focal point of the night, scratched by a pinprick gaze.

Zhong Kui knew that under the yellow mud walls in the shadows, there were some ill-intentioned people. These people rejected him and saw him as a stranger completely. Once upon a time, he also asked his father many times curiously why these people looked at him like this. Dad said that it was because of him, that doing work was a way to cut holes for the dead, so others would look at them in a different light.

When Zhong Kui heard his father's explanation, he comforted his father instead; What others think, that's someone else's business. We can't live in the shadow of other people's eyes and go our own way, we must not care what others think and think.

Thinking of his father, Zhong Kui quickened his pace. In the future, I can't be naughty anymore, and I have to honor my father.

In the end, it is the child's heart, and he was crying bitterly just now, which will make him think that his father may be waiting for him to eat at home, and maybe he also bought fragrant steamed buns in the market for him to eat. The gloomy mood suddenly brightened, and he was bouncing all the way home, and he collided with several big children who were coming towards him.

I don't know if these children intentionally or unintentionally, the first person to knock down Zhong Kui was the half-grown boy in front of him who was wearing an off-white cardigan and looked stunned with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

Just because Zhong Kui was a freak in other people's mouths when he was a child, he couldn't integrate with these children. So I don't know these children very well, and I don't know them.

At this time, the leading eldest child in front of him was like a wall, blocking Zhong Kui's way. There was a cynical look on his face, and after squeezing his eyebrows for a while, he was looking at Zhong Kui with playful eyes.

The older children look at Zhong Kui and look like monkeys watching a circus show. When he bumped into Zhong Kui, not only did he not apologize, but he also picked up his hand slowly and carefully. Pouted his lips and said in a provocative tone: "Freak Little Evil Star, kill your grandfather, who do you want to kill?" ”

In other words, Zhong Kui is not a bad breed, he did not retreat, he just looked at the other party who was close at hand so angrily. To the provocateur, he asked sharply without fear: "What do you want to do?" ”

The eldest child, who was a head taller than Zhong Kui, looked at the little one who was reaching his chest with contemptuous eyes and disdain, and laughed loudly: "Haha! You'll find out what we're up to later. As he spoke, he raised his hand and grabbed Zhong Kui's hair and lifted it up vigorously.

Zhong Kui frowned in pain, lifted his foot and stomped on the toes of the eldest child.

"Wow!" The eldest child, screaming, immediately picked up the foot that was sore and danced a one-legged dance.

Seeing this, the other children all rushed up, some grabbed Zhong Kui's sweatshirt, and some pulled his ear chakra...... The scene was chaotic, with shouting and slapsticks.

The children pushed Zhong Kui to the ground, stamped and kicked wildly, and then dispersed in a commotion.

And not far away, Zhong Kui was good, with a peaceful demeanor, quietly watching the children play, and quietly watching them disperse. Finally, looking at the tall, half-grown child on the ground who hadn't stood up for a long time, he said to the air around him, "He's injured, right?" Why don't you help him? ”

The tall and half-grown child is very depressed, obviously he pressed Zhong Kui, why did these little bastards smash on themselves. "Shhh It hurts. He grinned and whispered. Then he slowly tried to get up, and at that moment, his eyes froze.

Just now, he clearly remembered that Zhong Kui was within the range of their siege, but now he was standing a few feet away from him, glaring at him angrily...... And there was really a green glow in his eyes......

"Ghost ...... Yes! The frightened voice, dragged on with a trill, echoed for a long time in the mountain village where the night was getting darker.

Saying goodbye to the two friends, Zhong Kui hurried home. Walking, walking, he scratched his head, feeling that the two friends just now seemed to have some hint, or wanted to tell him something. But if you think about it, it doesn't seem to have that meaning.

Zhong Kui paused, frowned and pondered for a moment, a little annoyed. The heart said: Forget it, I have to go home quickly to see if my father has come back.

The house was empty, messy, and no one looked like it existed. Seeing all this, Zhong Kui suddenly panicked.

"Daddy......? Don't scare me. Zhong Kui's immature voice looked sad and lonely in the room. Why? Could it be that something really happened to Dad? He looked at the empty room, and his eyes fell on the mutilated portrait of the old ancestor.

In front of the portrait, it seems to be kneeling and worshipping his father.

"Daddy......" Zhong Kui took a step forward and shouted. The figure in front of me disappeared without a trace, except for the portrait swaying in the wind.

A cold wind blew behind him, and Zhong Kui was never afraid, except for the nightmare he had at his grandfather's house, of course. At this point, he was scared, especially when he turned his head to look out of the door of the black hole. He trembled in his heart, as if he felt that there was something outside the door, something bad was peeking at him.

Dad, where did you go? Why not go home? Zhong Kui plucked up the courage to close the door of the hall. muttered silently in his heart, raised the flickering kerosene lamp, and entered his bedroom.

Cracks abound in the walls. There are still colorful rags stuffed on the opening, Zhong Kui heard his father say that in winter, it is very cold in the house, so these cracked openings must be plugged, so that the cold wind and chill will not come in through the opening. His fingers caressed the dusty rags, and the corners of his eyes moistened.

Zhong Kui didn't sleep soundly that night, and when he just closed his eyes, he heard a sound from the hall. There was the sound of sighs, the crunch of cigarette pouches against that large square table, and the sound of footsteps that only Dad had to walk to.

The night blinked, and ghostly eyes peeked at the lonely child in the house. He was so tired that he fell into a deep sleep. In the dark, a pair of big hands that come and go gently wipe away the tears from the corners of the child's eyes.

The early hours of the morning came quickly, and the birds were jumping on the branches and chirping happily. The sound of birds seeping in through the wooden lattice window was in the ears of the sleeping Zhong Kui.

The first thing Zhong Kui did when he woke up was to see if there was anyone in his father's room. When his heart pounded and he pushed open his father's door, he felt a sense of loss that he had never felt before. Slowly devouring his weak will, there was a kind of expectation in his heart countless times, he hoped that his father would suddenly appear at the door, even if it was to scold him or slap him like last time.

The sky is unpredictable, and what was bright at first suddenly becomes gloomy and low. This abnormal climate is like an invisible pressure, adding a sense of heaviness to Zhong Kui's heart.

Walking out of the room, I looked up at the gloomy clouds, there was a little cold dripping on my face, and I looked closely at the drizzle that turned out to be falling from the sky. The drizzle was like silk mixed up in the boundless darkness, which made Zhong Kui's heart even more melancholy.

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