In winter, the nights get cooler, and the dark, dark night envelops the slightly dilapidated village.

The village is dotted with dark bamboo, and families live here.

In the northwest corner of the village, there was an ordinary blue courtyard, and in the faint starlight you could see the criss-crossing cobwebs, strangling this unusually dilapidated courtyard, and the howling and fierce wind outside the window washed over and over again the doors and windows that were about to fall, and the sound of squeaking and creaking was like someone whispering in the ear. Eat! Eat!

Looking through the half-tattered window, there was a small room with a table and stools. The table was full of pitted tables gnawed by ants, and on the table were a black teapot, a saucer, and a water cup, the lid of which was still gently pounding with the wind blowing in, and the table was shaking slightly, as if it would fall apart in the next moment.

Not far from the tattered table, there was a bed, no, it should be said that it was a straw bed full of straw, and on the straw lay a little boy, looking about eight years old, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, sleeping like he was drinking, and from time to time he muttered the corners of his mouth, as if to say something! It's like shouting something.

Suddenly, the boy's brows furrowed fiercely, his eyeballs rolled back and forth under his eyelids as if he had seen some incredible sight, and the expression on his face was full of fear.

A crying cry suddenly sounded, ah, it hurts, my legs, don't cut my legs!

The boy sat up suddenly, his hands clutching in the air, his legs kicking wildly, and the quilt on his body was kicked to the ground, but the boy's eyes were still closed.

The boy danced and moved for a while, slowly still, his eyelids trembling slightly, and opening them a little bit.

The boy's eyes were full of tears, and he muttered: Father, mother, Xiaozhu misses you, don't leave Xiaozhu, there are monsters who want to kill me. Woooooo

The boy cried quietly for a while, and his crying gradually sank, only to see him wipe a few handfuls on his face with his sleeves, and muttered in his mouth: Isn't it a nightmare, Xiaozhu, don't be afraid, you are eight years old this year, and you are a man. If there are monsters afraid of anything, just beat them away, otherwise, go to find the old gods in the mountains that Wang Erniang said to beat them, while speaking, he also viciously clenched his fists and punched a few small punches into the air.

After a few punches, Xiaozhu suddenly stopped his boxing posture, as if he was enduring something, his eyes secretly looked at the door from under his arm, his lips pursed slightly, as if he had any thoughts, his head shook a few times like a rattle, looked left, looked again, and suddenly Xiaozhu's eyes stared, and there were several large and small earth-colored clay pots in the corner of the room, which were used to make wine when Xiaozhu's father was alive, and it was filled with wine, because Xiaozhu was still young, and no one at home came, Aside from the occasional sip for some aunts and uncles who take care of themselves, there are a few cans left.

Xiaozhu thought for a while, turned over and got out of bed, quickly ran to the corner, obviously saw Xiaozhu picking up a clay pot with some difficulty, came to the table in the house, put the clay pot full of wine in his hand on the table, Xiaozhu stretched out his small hand to open the teapot lid, and then pulled the stool, stepped on it himself, leaned over to pick up the clay pot and poured wine into the teapot, Xiaozhu's strength was a little small, plus the clay pot was also a little heavy, when pouring it in, the shaking was too big, and some were spilled on the table, fortunately, the wine pot was not big, After a while, a third of the wine in the clay pot was poured out.

Xiaozhu put the clay pot on the ground, stood up and bowed and said: Father, the son is not filial, he wants to use this as a urine pot, and besides, the son is not timid, it is too cold outside.

After that, he pulled his pants down, took out a small Ding Ding and aimed it at the mouth of the can, and peed sizzlingly. After peeing, Xiaozhu patted his belly with satisfaction and exhaled, panicking this time.

At this time, a gust of cold wind poured in from the window, Xiaozhu shivered in his heart, and one possessed himself in front of the bed, grabbed the quilt that fell on the ground, lay down on the bed, covered the quilt on the small body, shrank his head in, and said: However, I am still very afraid, Grandpa Fairy is coming to help!

The quilt shook for a moment, and gradually came to a standstill.

In the early morning, the warm sunlight shone into the village, and the sound of the village slowly became louder

Xiaozhu woke up from the bed, rubbed his eyes, turned his head to look at the window, a white cloud in the blue sky outside the window was drifting endlessly, occasionally the wind blew away, and quietly changed his appearance to welcome the arrival of a new day.

Xiaozhu sat up, stretched his waist, and rubbed his arms with both hands quickly, cooing, a sound came, Xiaozhu looked at his stomach bitterly, and rubbed it lightly: Don't scream, I'm hungry too.

Xiaozhu picked up his cotton clothes, put them on his body, put on his shoes, came to the courtyard and looked at the sky and muttered: This day is good, but it is getting colder and colder every day, and he is about to freeze to death Young Master Ben

Xiaozhu casually washed his face, rubbed his clothes a few times, returned to the house, turned out a small hand-sewn thread bag from the straw, opened the courtyard, walked out of the house, and walked towards the center of the village.

This village is called Mozhu Village, named after the bamboo surrounding the village, the village is located with more than 800 households, living next to each other, there are many barren mountains outside the village, mountains are everywhere, an ancient river goes around the village, only there is a Canghun Avenue in the northwest leading to the nearest ancient city from the village, Wuyang City, the village basically does not interact with outsiders, it can be said that it is a wild village.

Xiaozhu walked on the path of the village, not far away, it is the most lively place in the village on weekdays, singing, selling food, small traders who came from far away to exchange for some special products, and the shouting gradually sounded.

Xiaozhu walked closer, looked at a steamed bun shop on the road, the heat of the steamer had been rising, the fragrance of the steamed buns was spreading, Xiaozhu had not eaten meat buns for a long time, thinking of this Xiaozhu's stomach rumbling again, he couldn't help swallowing and spitting, wanted to go forward, hesitated, and slowly grabbed his deflated money bag and walked forward.

The proprietress of the bun shop is surnamed Mo, with a single name and a flower character, she is very fat, with a round and chubby head, she should be called Fat Sister, but she likes others to call her Sister Hua.

Sister Hua has a very comfortable life these days, one is that the buns at home are selling better and better, and the other is that he can't see the little beggar who makes him feel bored for many days, and the buns that can't be sold have to be given to him every day to eat, this gift is several years, the most annoying thing is that his son because he doesn't even know his mother, and he still eats and drinks here every day, he can't say how much he hates, and he can't reprimand him loudly, so he can only sulk himself, and now he can't see him, even the business is good, thinking about it, he can't help humming a little song.

Xiaozhu heard the sound of music coming from the bun shop, and the corners of his happy mouth rose slightly, because he also knew that Sister Hua seemed to dislike herself recently, so she didn't come here these days, I remember that Sister Hua was very good to herself when her mother was there, when did she do this? But seeing that Sister Hua is so happy now, maybe she can give me two more buns to eat later!

A crisp voice sounded behind Sister Hua: Aunt Hua, are today's buns ready, I want two.

The chubby figure was slightly stunned, and when he heard the voice, there was a trace of helplessness on his face that turned his back, and there was a hint of indescribable whether he hated or hesitated. Turning around, I saw Xiaozhu standing in front of the steamer in a tattered cotton coat, and the corners of his mouth barely pulled out a smile: It's Xiaozhu, where have you been these days, I thought something had happened to you?

Xiaozhu saw Aunt Hua's expression change, and her happy expression gradually cooled down, and she whispered: The weather is bad these days, and I haven't come out at home.

Sister Hua said with a hint of disdain in her eyes: Then how are you living these days, you didn't come to me, eh, eat steamed buns, Aunt Hua is very worried about you

Xiaozhu lowered his head and said: I'm sorry, Aunt Hua made you worried, Xiaoshan is okay!

Aunt Mo frowned when she heard this: Thanks to you, I went out with you, and I am still delirious, and I have been lying at home and no one has seen me, I said Xiaozhu, where did you take him to.

Delirious?

Xiaozhu raised his head in a hurry and said hurriedly: How can this be, then I'll go see him now! Then he turned around and wanted to leave

Aunt Mo shouted: No need, what can you do with your child, what are you doing today, I don't have any extra buns for you here! Come back later!

Xiaozhu looked at Aunt Mo, who was about to get angry, and whispered: Xiaozhu is not here to ask for buns, but to buy buns.

Buy buns, hehe, okay, one copper plate and two buns, bring them!

Xiaozhu carefully opened the deflated money bag, looked at the only remaining copper plate in the money bag, stretched out his hand and handed it to the fat aunt and said: Here you go, fat aunt

The fat aunt looked at the copper plate taken out by the child in front of her and was a little stunned, slowly took it from Xiaozhu's hand, and then glanced at Xiaozhu again.

The child in front of him stood there with his nervous feet together, the cotton clothes on his body were tattered, and there were a lot of cotton wool floating outside, and the hole in the shoes was gently poked in, afraid that the soles would fall off in an instant, and the nervous red little hands were gently held, and the small eyes were shining, and he was looking at himself nervously, full of hope.

Hey, the fat aunt sighed slightly, didn't say anything, picked up a paper bag, packed four big meat bags into it, and silently handed it to Xiaozhu.

Xiaozhu saw Aunt Hua's movements, there seemed to be tears flashing in her eyes, she took the bun and said, "Thank you, Aunt Hua."

Xiaozhu turned to leave, and after feeling the gaze behind him disappear, Xiaozhu ran, but the appearance of running was crooked, looking hurried and pitiful.

Aunt Mo looked at the departure of the child in front of her, her eyes were a little sorry, she wanted to say something, her lips opened slightly, but she didn't know how to speak.

Fat aunt, bring me some buns to bring back to my mother-in-law to eat, a greeting interrupted Aunt Mo's contemplation, shook her head slightly, and responded: Okay, Brother Moyi, right away,

Xiaozhu hurriedly walked on a black bamboo path, and since he heard Aunt Hua say that Xiaoshan was delirious, he was a little unusually worried.

Xiaoshan is three years older than himself, and the two of them have lived happily together since they were young, and they have been taking care of themselves like an elder brother on weekdays, I remember going out to play crazy with Xiaoshan a few days ago, and somehow fainted in the mountains in the south of the village, and when they were found, they froze half to death, and almost died. And I seem to have a little problem, my right leg seems to have lost its senses, and in retrospect, I don't know what happened, thinking about those strange dreams these days, Xiaoshan is the friend I lost in the dream, but it was just a dream!

Knock knock. Xiaoshan, it's me Xiaozhu, are you there?

There was no echo, Xiaozhu knocked for a long time, and said angrily in his heart: Moshan, you come out for me, what's wrong with you, we are not best friends anymore.

Knock, knock, the door suddenly opened in front of Xiaozhu, and Xiaozhu took two steps back in fright.

Looking at his friends in the door, Xiaoshan found that Moshan's eyes were very scattered, as if he was looking at himself, and as if he was looking at somewhere else, in addition to this, he found that there was no difference from the previous Moshan, why did Aunt Hua lie to me?

Xiaozhu smiled and stepped forward, Xiaoshan, you scared me to death, why did you open the door without sound?

Mo Shan in front of him heard the voice, his eyes seemed to be condensed, and the dissipation in his eyes was gone, replaced by a gaze that had found something, so focused, looking at Xiaozhu.

Xiaozhu looked at the Moshan in front of him and didn't reply to himself, but he was happy to see his friend who hadn't seen him for half a month, and wanted to say hello with a hammer with his fist as usual, to express the excitement in his heart!

Who knew that as soon as the fist fell, it snapped and was held by Mo Shan.

Don't move!

Mo Shan's voice sounded a little hoarse and a little cold.

Xiaozhu looked dumbly and said: It's me, I'm Xiaozhu, you don't know me! No, the hot bun I just bought for you, your family, hehe!

Mo Shan glanced at the bun in Xiaozhu's hand, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and said with an evil smile: I know you are Xiaozhu, and you don't think I'm hurting enough?

Xiaozhu bowed his head gloomily, are you angry with me? I don't know what happened that day, I ,,,

Mo Shan stared at Xiaozhu, his eyes were indescribably weird, but he instantly returned to normal and said: I'm not angry with you, it's just that I don't want to see you in the future.

When Xiaozhu heard this, he couldn't help but raise his head and looked at Mo Shan dumbfounded, Mo Shan's expression seemed to be serious, definitely not the way he used to laugh.

Xiaozhu frowned slightly, and suddenly his eyes lit up and asked eagerly: Brother Shan, have you often had some nightmares these days, just some, uh, very scary kind.

The corners of Mo Shan's mouth moved, and the corners of his mouth pulled slightly and said: I don't know what you're talking about, get out, get out of my sight, let me see you again, and I will beat you to death with my own hands.

Xiaozhu opened his mouth wide and looked at Mo Shan even more speechlessly, but only saw Mo Shan throw him a back, and closed the door and returned to the house in a chic manner.

Xiaozhu looked at the door for a long time, his brows were tied into a dead knot, and he muttered: What is this!

Xiaozhu stood stunned at the door for a while, and suddenly shouted at the door: Dead Moshan, I'll come back tomorrow to see if you will kill me! Hum!