It is said that on the coast of the East China Sea, there is a small country called Nanyan, which has eight counties and fifty-two cities. Fanyang is in its southwest corner, backed by Qinfeng, looking south to Weishui, is a small city that is not very famous.

When it comes to the cold winter of Lajiu, the wind and snow are all over the sky. Weishui is covered with ice for hundreds of miles. If you want to come to this place south of the Yangtze River, although it can't be called the four seasons like spring, it is rare to see this climate, and the heavy snow for days really takes the lives of many people.

The only pleasure may be those woodcutters who go up the mountain to chop wood, the city is short of firewood, this wood trade is getting easier and easier, the anger is that the manpower is extreme, can not collect all the mountains and plants.

There are also some money eyes turned over, helplessly overestimating their strength, frozen to death on the slope of the mountain, and became an ice sculpture alive. The family didn't dare to come to collect the body, wanting to wait for the spring to bloom and the snow melted a little, and then come to pick it up.

Pity those who are lonely, even if the rain and snow melt, they can only turn into spring mud, and they can't even find a place to bury them. It's really hard to earn a few copper smells, barely survive this winter.

Tan is fifty years old, there is an eight-year-old girl at home, the son has been recruited to serve as a soldier for five cold and summer, the daughter-in-law starved to death when the baby was born less than a year old, the old couple came back from work in a big family, the child's mother's body has been cold for a long time, and the girl was still eating milk when she died.

Tan Lao's wife is also a person who has half a foot on the coffin board. He wants his wife to be gone, and he has nothing to think about when he lives, and he is pitiful that there is a doll under the age of ten, even if he is going to go down, he still has some strength in his body, and he must be worthy of the child's father and mother if he wants to die, if he doesn't succeed, send the doll to the city, and be a maid of a big family, at least he will not starve to death.

The wind was tight on this day, and the woodcutters took their work early and returned to the city to escape the cold. Tan Lao and a few acquaintances were preparing to go to the shack to block the wind and snow, and smoke a few shisha to refresh themselves, but they didn't want to meet a hungry person halfway.

"It looks like a doll, thin and thin, pity this world!" sighed an old man who was traveling with him.

A young man continued: "The snow is mostly covered, and it is estimated that it has been cold for half an hour, and I don't know if I am freezing to death or starving." ”

"It seems that my father and mother died early, and wearing rags and rags can only be a life of begging. The bystander chimed in.

The crowd was about to get around, but they didn't want to starve but twitched.

"Mom, Dad, cheat the corpse!" the young man pumped harder, and jumped behind the old man.

Tan Lao glanced at him and said, "What a fuss." It's called mortis. Frozen!"

The group was more or less nervous. Recently, Fanyang City has not been peaceful, I heard that some people have encountered snow ghosts, covered in ice, looking like dried corpses, with a pair of dark blue eyes, and a cry like a duck that has been strangled by the neck.

"Old, here you are young and old, go up to explore the truth and open the way for your uncles and uncles. Another old man said.

The big man was a little worried in his heart, looked at the old man and then at the old man, picked up a fork and walked up, scolding and scolding: "The dead are not peaceful!

Look at the starving man again, still frozen there, not making a sound or moving, he can't see what he looks like, curled up in a ball covered by rags, and looks very desolate.

"Hey, alive, dead, give me a letter. The big one poked the ball cautiously.

The starvation still didn't move.

"I didn't respond, I should be dead. The big man looked left and right, and then turned back to the group.

Only then did everyone have the courage to come forward. After watching the starving man for a long time, the old man suddenly spoke: "It's strange, you see that although he is covered with snow, the snow has traces of melting." ”

Tan Lao also felt strange, and stepped forward to probe the hungry body with his hand, his face changed suddenly, and he froze on the spot.

The young man hurriedly said, "What's wrong with Dad?"

"Warm. Tan Lao looked at everyone.

Everyone was shocked, and the old man hurriedly said, "Hurry up and turn this doll over to take a look." ”

The starvation was turned over, but he saw a young man, who was only twelve or thirteen years old. Although his face is covered with dust, his eyebrows are clear and beautiful, not like ordinary people's Lang'er.

"Alive. The young man stepped forward and sniffed and said, "What should I do, save or not save?"

Everyone looked at each other, and I don't know who said: "It's good that this world can save yourself, how can you care about others." What's more, this doll looks weird, and it's not sure that it's still a monster. ”

Tan Lao's eyes widened: "Your mother is a monster." People are just dolls! Are you confused by listening to some gods and ghosts these days?"

"Those who give a hot mouth may be able to live. The old man continued.

Tan Lao turned his heart sideways, put a hookah on his back, picked up the young man with both hands, and said loudly: "Send it to the shed first, old man, get some hot porridge." ”

"Everyone's rations are very tight. ”

"Then count it as mine!" The young man in Tan Lao's hand was like a piece of paper, his hand trembled uncontrollably, and he said softly: "You kid can hold me up." ”

The shacks are not far away, and most of the people who rest here are working in the city, and the yard is relatively chaotic, but it is not bad to find a quiet place to shelter from the wind and rain. The arrival of everyone caused everyone to watch.

"Look at everything, I haven't seen a dead person!" the young man shouted, but he thought that something was wrong, and then looked at the old man's expression, his face turned green.

"I'll go find you porridge. Daddy, find a place to rest. ”

"What's the matter! The old man knocked on the young man's head and said.

Tan Lao leaned against the grass shed and put the young man down, and the young man's body froze completely. He hurriedly took off his padded jacket and covered him. But the young man's expression did not change at all, and he was quiet as if he was dead.

"Is it really dead?" said the big man for no reason.

The old man looked left and right and said, "It's not like that." Dead people are not like that. ”

Tan Lao ignored the two of them and covered the young man with all his might. After a while, the boy shook violently.

"Alive?"

The young man's expression became very painful, and the purple qi from his neck drilled into his head. Suddenly, the young man's eyes opened suddenly, and two cold rays stunned everyone. But just a moment, the boy fell asleep again.

The big man trembled and said, "Have you two seen that those eyes look like snow ghosts?"

The old man pondered for a moment, patted Tan Lao's shoulder and said, "Old ghost, this doll is weird." ”

The expression on Tan Lao's face was not to mention how ugly it was, he barely controlled his emotions, and said lightly: "Let's take a look first." ”

"What are you doing with this kid like this? The old man said, "It's not our trouble to die halfway." ”

Tan Lao looked at the young man, opened his mouth slightly, and said: "One thing, I have been holding back and not saying it, two days ago, I received a notice from the city, saying that there is a letter from my son." ”

"What! Erdanzi has news? What's going on?

Tan Lao ignored him and continued: "I died on the way, I heard that he died of starvation, no one paid attention, on this snowy day, it became an icicle, I don't know where the pestle is." ”