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When Han Qing returned to Lao Song's house, he wanted to get one thing: the sharp knife.

It was the first time he had left home, alone outside, and deep down he felt a wave of fear and unease. Especially the moment he saw the red brick house isolated on the mound, he thought of himself, he thought of himself like this house, lonely and helpless, and he didn't know when the mound would collapse. He said to himself in his heart: Han Qing, you need to grow up quickly, overcome fear, and learn to be strong! Therefore, at the moment when Wang Jingyao handed him the key, although he hesitated, he still took it. But he didn't notice that at that moment, a trace of worry flashed in Wang Jingyao's eyes.

The three of them walked back to the front of Song's courtyard, and Uncle Song stopped and said, "I'll go get some wine and food and come back, and you two will go back to the house first." ”

As soon as Han Qing was about to say that there was no need to be so polite, Mia hurriedly said: "Yes, Han Qing, you go into the house, I also have some things, I will come back in a while, you wait for me!" ”

Han Qing looked at the backs of the father and daughter walking towards the village, and suddenly felt a sense of nervousness in his heart. Will the two wicked people, Lao Pimple and Du Fatzi, give up? After all, I have no relatives and no reason here.

When he entered the house alone, he saw the pile of food and drink on the kang, and thought to himself, why did Uncle Song still buy it? Seeing that the sharp knife was still on the edge of the kang, he grabbed it without thinking about it and stuffed it into the backpack on the kang. The dark coins in the bag are very delicately printed, Han Qing wants to keep them first, and find time to burn them for his deceased mother. When she thought of her mother, Han Qing didn't feel a sour nose and almost burst into tears. He thought that if his mother was still here, he wouldn't be where he is today. Then I remembered my father Han Dalin, who dreamed of making a fortune all day long, driving around in the newspaper, which was quite hard, and most of the wages he earned were bought lottery tickets, and he never won the jackpot. He would often see his dad sitting in front of the TV waiting for the lottery, and most of the time he would be depressed. Sometimes he will shout: "Mom, there are two missing numbers!" Han Qing always wondered, why do people who want to get rich always pass by with good luck?

Han Qing sat on the edge of the kang in a daze, and then unconsciously lay down on the kang head and fell asleep. When he woke up, he felt that his legs were a little sore, and he estimated that he had been sitting on the edge of the kang for too long. When he saw that the two had not returned, he got up and walked out the door with his backpack. As soon as I walked out of the courtyard gate, I saw Mia running back from outside in a hurry. He was also carrying a plastic bag in his hand.

"Where are you going? Can't you wait until you're done eating? Mia panted, "I went to the grocery store and bought you toiletries and towels." ”

"Thank you, I'll do it myself, I'll always cause you trouble." Han Qing took the plastic bag with his hand.

"I know it's not very convenient for you to live in my house, but aren't you afraid to live alone in the mound house?"

"I'm a big boy, what are you afraid of? Actually, to be honest, I quite like that house! Later, when I have the money, I will buy it. Han Qing was very unimpressed.

"Y-You still like that house? You, you don't know the truth, and if you did, you wouldn't have said that. Mia said in a low voice.

"What? Is it still haunted? I'm not afraid of anything! Han Qing smiled.

"Forget it, don't talk about it. Actually, there's nothing to be afraid of. Mia stopped talking and continued to follow Han Qing forward. She thought, as long as you stay, no matter where you live.

Han Qing has been living in the East House with Lao Song in the past few days, and Mia has been living in the West House. It's actually pretty good, but what makes Han Qing really unbearable is Lao Song's snoring, which can be said to be earth-shattering and crying, making it difficult for Han Qing, who likes to be quiet, to fall asleep all night.

The two quickly walked through the woods and up the mound. Han Qing took out the key and was just about to open the door, when Mia suddenly pulled his arm and said, "Wait a minute, why don't you think about the stove on this cold day?" I'll go and fetch you some wood and halberds. ”

Han Qing took a few steps back and began to look for a ladder in the courtyard. He thought, this Uncle Wang is really good, why don't you put the chopped wooden halberd in the yard? Is it because you are afraid that someone will steal it? Besides, it is so inconvenient to put it on the roof in this winter, and it is inconvenient to take it at home! However, Han Qing walked around the courtyard and didn't see the shadow of the ladder. It seems that Wang Jingyao must have hidden the ladder. It is estimated that he didn't expect that this child from the city would really live in his house. Or maybe he's already packed up his home and isn't going to live here?

"Quick! Get out of the way, don't hit you! ”

Hearing the voice above, Han Qing looked up and saw Mia standing on the roof, holding a piece of wooden halberd waving at him.

"Mia, how did you get there?" Han Qing was very surprised that this little girl actually went to the roof without him noticing.

"Ahem, isn't that easy? I'll tell you later! ”

Soon, a bunch of wooden halberds were thrown into the yard by Mia. Then I saw Mia squatting on the eaves and leaning down, and before Han Qing could react, she had already quietly landed beside him.

"I didn't expect you, you're so powerful!" Han Qing said sincerely, he now looks at this little girl differently.

Mia smiled and didn't say anything more.

Han Qing opened the door, and the two began to hold the wooden halberd into the kitchen.

The fire was soon lit, and the east room was filled with warmth. The two sat down on the warm kang and began to chat.

"Tell me, how did you do that?"

"Do you mean going to the house?"

Han Qing nodded.

"Haven't you seen a martial arts movie? That's a light work! Hee-hee......" Mia laughed.

"Can you teach me?" Han Qing asked very seriously.

"Teach you? Okay, but you have to apprentice! "Mia is also serious.

"Good! Apprenticeship is apprenticeship! Han Qing got up and made a bowing motion.

"Don't, don't, I'm kidding. However, if you really want to learn, it will take time and you will have to suffer a little. Can you do it? Mia asked, tilting her head.

Han Qing thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, no problem!" ”

"Let's go, it's almost noon, let's go back to my house for dinner!"

"I don't want to eat, I really want to get a good night's sleep right now. You know, Uncle Song's snoring is really ......" Han Qing yawned.

"Hee-hee, my dad has been sick with this for many years. It's okay, you can sleep well in the afternoon, and I'll call you when dinner is ready. Mia got up and pushed the door open.

Han Qing followed, and as soon as she walked to the stove, Mia suddenly stopped, pointed to the door of the West House and said, "Han Qing, you must remember that you must not open the door of his West House." Really, you have to remember! ”

Looking at Mia's serious appearance, Han Qing nodded inexplicably.

After sending Mia away, Han Qing went back to the house and locked the door, stood by the stove in the kitchen to observe the door of the West House, and saw that there was no glass window on the door, it was a whole wooden door. The door is tightly closed, as if sealed, what will be inside? So mysterious? He subconsciously walked to the door of the Westinghouse, grabbed the white steel doorknob and moved it manually, without twisting. He felt a cold, biting chill pass from the doorknob to his whole body, making him shiver deeply. Han Qing still refused to give up, turned around and went out of the outhouse door again, walked under the window on the west side, and found that all the glass in the west room was pasted with blue and white patterned paper, and nothing could be seen in the house.

Forget it, Han Qing thought, maybe it was the house that people used to store some frozen goods. Why do you care so much?

He turned and walked into the house, locked the outhouse door, and entered the east room. He first added a few more pieces of firewood to the stove, then took off his shoes and down jacket, went to the kang and took the futon from the lace wooden cabinet, spread it on the kang haphazardly, and his body collapsed. These things he had experienced in the past few days were difficult for his young mind to bear. It was even said that it made him feel physically and mentally exhausted. What he needs most now is a good night's sleep. When he wakes up, think about what he needs to do!

The flames in the furnace were red, jumping, and creaking. Han Qing felt that his body was warm, his eyelids began to be sticky, and he soon fell into a deep sleep.

At this time, the sky outside was overcast again, and soon there were snowflakes again.

I don't know how long I slept, Han Qing suddenly felt something pressing on his body, making him unable to move. He wanted to shout, but he couldn't. I only felt that my eyes seemed to be open, and I vaguely saw a person sitting on the edge of the kang motionless. The man was dressed in black and had long black hair, but his or her face could not be seen clearly. Han Qing hoped that this person could come over and push him so that he could wake up. But this man just didn't move! Han Qing wanted to raise his foot to kick this person, but he felt that his hands and feet were sore, and he didn't have any strength. In an instant, a sharp sense of fear filled his body.