The wind poured in through the broken walls, and I felt cold on my body. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info They're all exhausted these days, it's time to find a place to rest for a while.

Regardless of what it was, at least it didn't threaten them yet, Jin Yang and Jin Mantang used a bamboo mat to cover the hole in the wall to prevent the wind from pouring in, so that the wind in the house was much less.

The two of them each found a straw mat and slept on it, turning it over and over but it was difficult to sleep. This should be a group of people in the mountains, I wonder where they are now? Maybe they'll be back in the evening, maybe they'll go to visit their relatives. Who knows?

They could still hear the wind around them, it was cold, and although the wind was only against their skin, they felt like it had penetrated deep into their bone marrow. Jin Mantang got up again, blocked the door with a table and stool, extinguished the candles, and then returned to the straw mat, and fell asleep in a short time.

When Jin Yang woke up, he was in a daze, and his surroundings were almost pitch black, and he couldn't see his fingers. The house was not very tight, there were many tiny holes in the roof, and some starlight penetrated to tell them that they were not living in endless and hopeless darkness.

At this time, Jin Yang faintly heard a sound of footsteps outside, the sound was very sparse, walking and stopping, sometimes loud and sometimes small. Jin Yang listened attentively, thinking that the owner of this family had returned, so he immediately turned over and said, "Second uncle, is someone coming back?" ”

Jin Mantang didn't respond, Jin Yang was a little strange, presumably the second uncle slept too soundly, Jin Yang shouted softly again, Jin Mantang still didn't respond.

Jin Yangxin said that if he was really too tired, he wouldn't have heard his words, so he reached out and touched it over there, and the exposed straw mat was empty, and there was no figure of him. Jin Yang thought in his heart, where did Jin Mantang go? It's weird to leave it here alone.

Jin Yang got up, felt the table, and felt the candle and the fire fold. Jin Yang lit the fire, lit the candle again, and walked around the house, but did not see Jin Mantang's figure. Where did Jin Mantang go? His fire fold was also left, and it stands to reason that he would not go out.

Could it be that the footsteps outside are his? But I'm not too sure. Jin Yang moved the table away and opened the door. It was pitch black outside, too, and the wind was blowing softly outside, and the branches of the trees were swaying in the wind. The shadows of the surrounding trees were hazy, and their shapes galloped freely in Jin Yang's mind.

Jin Yang sometimes imagines it as a dancing girl, sometimes as a devil, with a big mouth, it seems to be walking towards this side, and sometimes it is thought of as something strange, Jin Yang is so cranky, his heart is extremely uneasy.

Jin Yang tried his best to search for the source of the footsteps in the distance, but the footsteps suddenly disappeared, Jin Yang watched for a while, and was about to close the door and go back to sleep when he heard Jin Mantang's voice coming from afar: "Little Jinzi, wait for me." ”

This voice made Jin Yang unexpected, like a thunderbolt ringing in his ears, Jin Yang suddenly turned around, only to find that Jin Mantang was standing on the side, Jin Yang held the light of the candle on his face, from Jin Yang's angle, his face looked very strange. Jin Yang asked, "Second uncle, what's wrong with you?" Don't stand next to scare pedestrians on foot? If you don't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you doing when you get up? ”

Jin Mantang sighed and said softly to Jin Yang: "I woke up in the middle of the night, as if I heard footsteps outside, and I didn't disturb you, I was worried that you were too sleepy, so I wanted you to sleep a little longer." I got up and looked, and then I went outside, but I heard footsteps everywhere outside, coming from all directions, and when I listened carefully, sometimes it was like a sea of mountains, and sometimes it was faint and flickering. ”

Hearing Jin Mantang talk about this, Jin Yang felt that he was in a similar situation to himself. It's just that Jin Mantang seems to hear more footsteps than Jin Yang, and Jin Yang can only hear a series of footsteps.

Jin Yang picked up the candle and looked into the distance through the faint light of the candle, but he couldn't see what it was. Looking at it, he was a little sleepy, Jin Mantang yawned, and said to Jin Yang: "I'm too lazy to care about it, the soldiers will block it, the water will be flooded, and the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge." ”

Then he went back to the house, shut the door, and lay down on the mat. Jin Yang lay down on the straw mat next to him and extinguished the candle, when suddenly the sound of messy footsteps came again, and this time it was very real.

Just as Jin Yang was about to call Jin Mantang's name, he heard a sudden noise on the grass over Jin Mantang, it should be that he turned over, only to see him come to the door at a very fast speed, pull open the door vigorously, grab his short knife, and stand at the door, Jin Yang also followed him up, and the footsteps were all around them.

They listened for a while, wondering if there was something wrong with their hearing, and they felt that the footsteps didn't look like footsteps, they were everywhere. Jin Mantang said to Jin Yang: "I understand why you didn't find so many footsteps when you came out just now, maybe these footsteps saw the light of the candle and retreated." ”

Roughly understanding this, their eyelids were as heavy as lead, and they could not hold them any longer, so they lit the candles and went to sleep. Since the candles were lit, the footsteps could no longer be heard, and they fell asleep.

At dawn, the surroundings were still immersed in a fog, and the sun had not yet shown its head. The red color of the sky became more and more obvious, and the two woke up. The night was peaceful, and the spirit was much better. Jin Mantang moved to get the fire fold, but suddenly shouted at Jin Yang: "Did you lose the fire fold yesterday?" ”

Jin Yang said: "Didn't you put it on the table all the time yesterday? As soon as the words came out, I looked at the table and saw that there was no fire fold on the table at all, so I looked around, but I still couldn't find it.

Jin Yang carefully checked it, and not only the fire fold was gone, but also the candle.

Jin Mantang patted his head, and Jin Yang suddenly panicked in his heart. If neither of them took it, where did the fire fold and the candle go? Yesterday, while they were asleep, it was amazing that the thing could take these two things without them knowing.

The door was not opened, and the windows were locked from the inside, with no sign of being opened. Jin Yang is not afraid of zongzi, but whoever sees this kind of thing that can't figure out the details, no matter how bold he is, he can't help but break out in a cold sweat. So the two of them almost sang a double reed, you and I said a word, and I took care of my own courage.

Jin Mantang said: "Could it be that there are ghosts here? ”

Jin Yang wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to him, "Where is there really a ghost?" We are great proletarian revolutionaries, how can we believe in ghosts and gods? ”