In the middle of the night, the room filled with the smell of blood fell silent.

The woman raised her head, her fierce gaze softened, and she said softly: Xiangxiu, are you back?

"Mom, you're scared again."

When the girl had finished speaking, she got up and picked her up.

"Little brother, you also get up."

The girl crouched in front of me, held my hand, and tried to pull me up.

Her dress is a little rustic, but her delicate face is beautiful and beautiful, like a fresh and holy white lotus.

I tried to stand up, but my legs were stiff and I couldn't get enough energy.

"Yo, what's wrong with the little brother? Get up. ”

The woman walked briskly, and I jumped up with a stir.

"Don't come here, stay away from me."

As soon as I remembered Fang Cai's murderous appearance, I took a few steps back.

"Mom, you go back to the house first, I'll talk to my little brother."

The woman, seeing that the room was covered with scarlet blood, seemed to understand something, sighed, said an apology, and walked out.

"Little brother, please don't blame my mother, she also has no choice."

Her nephrite hand held me, and she cried out "little brother", which made people feel pity.

"W, what the hell is going on?"

"Little brother, sit down, I'll take your time."

Looking at the white cat soaked in blood on the ground, smelling the pungent smell of the house, I frowned and said: Go to the courtyard and talk.

"Well, good."

She dragged me and led me to sit down on a stone bench in the courtyard.

"Wait a minute."

After speaking, she ran back to the house, picked up a handful of yellow apricots, scooped them, put them in a bowl, and placed them on the stone table.

"Little brother, you can taste my yellow apricots, pure natural deliciousness."

I touched one and threw it into my mouth, and it tasted sweet and sour, very pure.

"Well, it's delicious, thank you."

"You ......"

I interrupted her and said, "We are the same age, let's be commensurate with you, I am from the countryside, and I can't be polite."

"Giggles," she smiled and said, "You...... You're a reasonable person, my mother...... Alas.

"I asked, is there really your father's ghost in the first house I lived in. Also, why did your mother say that the white cat was sinful and wanted to torture and kill it? ”

She lay on the stone table, with a few clear bean tears in her eyes, her mouth flattened, and said: Our family is a villager near Nongye Mountain, and when my father was alive, his and my mother's greatest wish was to open a farm yard at the foot of the mountain.

After years of hard work, five years ago, my family finally built a yard, which is now a farmhouse.

However, late one night the year before last, a murderous incident happened that no one expected.

That night, our family was in the courtyard to cool off, and while we were talking and laughing, a weak little white cat slipped in.

Looking at its pitiful appearance, my dad took pity on it, took it in his arms, and fed it some food.

Suddenly, the white cat roared, raised its paws and scratched my dad's face, and with a struggle, he ran away without a trace.

At the time, we were surprised, but we didn't pay much attention to my dad's injuries.

After three days, my dad began to vomit non-stop, and in severe cases, he vomited blood. At the same time, patches of frightening red spots appeared on his body, and the whole person began to become delirious and talking nonsense.

After being taken to the hospital, the doctor said that he had cat-scratch disease, and the virus that had seeped into his body was too much to be saved.

A month later, my dad passed away.

Within a few days, my mother's temperament changed suddenly, and she would grit her teeth and stomp her feet with hatred when she saw something white, and she would kill a white cat nine times out of ten when she saw it.

She thinks that my dad was kind enough to feed the white cat, but the white cat killed him, so they are sinful and deserved.

Every year these days, my mom gets sick, and the only one who can recognize me is me, so I'll stay in the farmhouse and help her through this disaster.

Unfortunately, I went out in the afternoon, and when you came to my house, the neighbor's uncle hurriedly told me, and I rushed back without stopping.

"Does your mom kill a white cat every night?"

"Not necessarily. A few days ago was my father's death day, and the bitterness in her heart was stronger than usual, and the anger on her body was heavier than usual, and she would kill one every day these days. ”

After listening to her words, I had an indescribable feeling in my heart.

She held her cheeks, looked at the yellow apricot in the bowl, and said, "As for the ghost of my father in the house you said, I have heard other tourists say it, but I have never encountered it." If he really becomes a ghost, I am not afraid, after all, he is my father, and I miss him so much.

She pillowed on the back of her hand and began to cry again.

"Okay, Xiangxiu, don't cry, people can't be resurrected after death."

She wiped her tears, smoothed her hair, and said with a smile: Little brother, what is your name?

"Wang Hua. What's your last name? ”

"Blue ...... My name is Lan Xiangxiu. ”

Well, another good name.

I yawned, my eyes wet and sleepy.

"Brother Xiaohua, you can sleep in my room tonight."

"Is it appropriate? I can also lay on the floor in the courtyard. ”

"Giggles, the mosquitoes in that courtyard are so happy, sleep in my room."

I had no choice but to lie down in her room.

Before going to bed, she washed my blood-stained shirt and hung it outside the hospital.

The boudoir of the girl's house is fragrant and elegant, charming and soulful. Soon, I fell asleep again.

After only two hours of sleep, the alarm went off.

After washing up and leaving the house, Xiangxiu was standing outside the door with a smile and handed me the dried clothes.

"Xiangxiu, why did you get up so early?"

"I couldn't sleep, so I sat in the courtyard all night."

I blushed and said guiltily: It's really hard for you.

"You're welcome, you must have something to do when you get up so early, go get busy."

Before I went out, I looked back at her and said, "Say hello to your mother for me."

"Well, welcome to my house again for a chance."

"Okay."

I cast her a warm, charming smile that I found intriguing.

A cigarette, yesterday's driver came as promised.

After getting in the car, he asked curiously: Dude, where did you stay last night?

"Oh, the mountain breeze is clear."

"Huh?"

He screamed and stopped the car.

I looked at him with a smile and said, "You drive, let me tell you about their family."

I relayed the story that Xiangxiu told me last night, and I deliberately hid the ghost. After all, even I don't believe it.

He could not help but sigh: Alas, it seems that hearsay is really not advisable. When I go back, I'll tell my brothers, don't harm the reputation of other people's stores anymore.

"Well, okay, I'll thank you for Xiangxiu and her mother."

"Ha, do you have a crush on other people's girls?"

"No, don't talk nonsense, it's just a one-sided relationship."

After saying that, I couldn't help but think about Xiangxiu's appearance and laughed.

Facing the cool wind and looking at the scenery of the mountains, the car circled around the steep mountain road.

When we reached the top of the mountain, the temperature turned cold, and pieces of light and pure white clouds steamed overhead, curling gracefully.

After half an hour of walking, the car stopped in front of the gate of Nongye Villa.

After getting out of the car, the driver handed me a business card, exchanged a few words with me, and left.

After walking a few steps, I was discouraged by a noble and luxurious picture.

On the periphery of the villa is a dense layer of red brick walls, on which cyan glazed tiles are lined up. The yellow gate in the center is more than ten meters high and about six meters wide, and two majestic white marble lions crouch outside the door. A few towering ancient trees with lush branches grow in front of the door, looking dignified by vicissitudes.

"Squeak", the door opened, and a waiter in a straight suit stood at the door, respectfully saying: It's Wang Hua, right?

I paused, said "um", and walked up.

"Inside, please."

Under his guidance, I entered this large manor house with a magnificent appearance and a prosperous interior.

It was still early, and red lanterns were hung on the avenues and paths in the village. Looking at it from a distance, it seems to have returned to the Tang Dynasty thousands of years ago, which is very antique.

I entered another door, and in front of me was a three-story circular building, which was brightly lit and had fog drifting out of the haze.

Seeing my amazement, the waiter proudly said: This round building is our hot spring garden, and the warm soup in it is produced from the authentic mountain spring, which can nourish the body.

"Can I enjoy such high-end treatment?" My heart blossomed.

Walking further in, every twenty or thirty meters, there will be one or two black-clothed bodyguards with majestic expressions.

At the edge of a babbling spring pond stands a huge open-air booth.

At the booth, more than a dozen plump young girls were dancing with joy in their eyes.

The waiter smiled and said, "There will be a performance in the Zhuangzi at noon, and the girls are rehearsing closely."

I looked at him a few times, and I couldn't get enough of following him.

Suddenly, he patted me on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, I'll take you where you need to go."

"Where to go?"

"yes, okay."

I answered with joy.

Along the way, I turned around and saw a large exhibition hall with expensive sports cars, an elegant tea garden with the sound of a piano, a large racecourse with the neighing of horses, and a colorful greenhouse with rare flowers.

The whole manor is like a fantasy kingdom with endless fun.

After another walk, it was more deserted, and from time to time there was a foul smell.

In front of a dark shed, the waiter smiled and said, "Your place has arrived, go in and have a look."

"Okay, thank you."

Without thinking, I opened the iron door and walked in.

As soon as I entered, a fishy and choking smell and a spicy and dazzling hot sensation rushed in.

Suddenly, a manic and high-pitched pig cries rang out in the house.

"Whoa...... Lulu ......"

There was a "clang", and the iron gate was locked from the outside.

My heart rose to my throat, and I ran to the door, banging on the iron door, and shouting: You have brought me to the wrong place, let me out.

"What are you yelling for? If you call again, they will throw you down the mountain. ”

"I am not here to suffer, I am ......"

"Stop, 'Ride a Thousand Miles Alone', right? The first level is to dance with the pigs. I warn you, don't shout, or I'll do what I say, and I'll let you out early tomorrow morning. ”

After the waiter finished speaking, he twisted his waist, pouted his buttocks, hummed an ugly tune, and walked away without looking back.

"Dancing with pigs? Fuck it. ”

Squatting in the doorway, I buried my head in my arms and curled up in a ball, crying red with hatred and fear.

Inside the pigsty are all big black pigs, fat and strong.

When they smell the breath of a living person, they lean over the fence and lean towards the door, and from time to time they burst into a frenzy of anxiety.

I crouched motionless in the doorway, pretending I was dead.

During this time, there was a cheerful singing and dancing sound in the silent village, and I leaned against the iron gate and eavesdropped for a while.

In the afternoon, a swineherd came to feed the black pigs and brought me a plate of unpalatable meals.

When I thought of escaping, the swineherd said leisurely: "Young man, I have been trapped here for thirty years, and I can't escape."

The sun came and went, the sky was blue and dark, and the night sank.

Soon, snoring began to sound in the pigsty, and the lights in the room went out without warning.

My body began to shiver, and I curled myself up smaller, but still unable to resist the cold erosion.

I thought to myself: "The first step in "Thousands of Miles to Ride Alone" is to find rabbits. After such a sleepless toss and turn, how can you have the energy to deal with it tomorrow?

Thinking of this, I stood up, shook my sore-numbed legs, lit up my phone, and walked around the shed.

With a "bang", a black pig screamed and pounced, hitting the iron rod of the ring door with a crisp sound.

The pigsty suddenly exploded, and more than a dozen black pigs followed wildly and drank wildly.

My heart was pounding, and I covered my mouth and nose with my scalp on my head and walked in.

At the end of the pigsty, I saw a dark yellow grass blanket on the ground, and a dirty white quilt was thrown on the blanket.

I bent down to pick up the quilt, and a smell mixed with a variety of stenches hit my nose, and a puff of acid rushed up my stomach like a mountain and a sea, climbed up my throat, and squirted out of my mouth and nose.

"No matter how uncomfortable it is, I have to get a good night's sleep and replenish my energy."

I took off my shirt, tore off a lock, and tied it around my nose and mouth to keep out the stench.

After lying down, I pulled the quilt over my body and squinted my eyes.

Although the stench has been reduced a lot, it still invades the nose and stirs the stomach and abdomen.

I should not have suffered such a thing and suffered such a sin, but what is the way to do it?

However, compared to the tragic deaths of those in the Colosseum, I was lucky.

Perhaps, tomorrow will be better.