And this white-bearded old man followed behind me, and I looked east and west like Grandma Liu in front, and felt that everything in this courtyard was fresh and strange, and I kept jumping and jumping.

And the old man with the white beard followed me quietly, without saying a word, nor coming up to pull me, nor showing me the way ahead. I don't know how many yards I crossed, but I came to an antique courtyard, which was different from other places.

In the middle of the courtyard, there was a flower bed, but instead of planting a single flower, it was surrounded by some long strips of marble, and there was a tree that looked very old, but it was summer, and not a single leaf had grown from this tree.

I saw something strange about this tree, so I looked under the tree around this flower bed and circled around it. I saw that under the tree, there seemed to be a large hornet's nest, and in that hornet's nest, there were countless white young bees that were about to hatch, and they were constantly chupating.

I see a little scalp tingling, this thing, at this time, is really not much different from maggots. I thought it was very strange that this wasp couldn't build a nest, so it had to run to the roots of other people's trees to build a nest and settle down.

But even if you have made your home here, why don't you go out to collect honey? Because I see that the edge of this huge hornet's nest is crawling with skeletal bees that look very scary.

This skeletal bee is much bigger than what I've seen near my house. The circles of red and black lines on their bodies are particularly terrifying, and these skeleton bees are huge, and their entire bodies are at least as long as the middle fingers of long-term people, especially the stinger on the tail, which is extraordinarily impressive!

When I saw these poisonous wasps, none of them ran out to collect honey, but they crawled on the roots of the tree, and kept sucking the sap of the tree.

As soon as I saw it, this vicious skeleton bee, why are you so ruthless, I couldn't help but stretch out my right index finger, lightly clasp it on my forehead, and silently recite it in my mouth at the same time, whew!

Seeing that, my abdominal cavity was filled with air in an instant, and then it seemed to turn over the river and the sea, my mouth could no longer control it, and a cloud of air flowed out of my mouth, and as soon as the air flow came out, it turned into a green ghost fire, and sprayed towards the root of the tree.

What I really didn't expect was that this ghost fire actually seeped directly into the skull honeycomb under the tree, and it just surrounded the skull honeycomb, burning so fiercely that it burned until these skeleton bees with long stingers turned into ashes one by one, and the huge skull honeycomb slowly turned into ashes, and the ghost fire disappeared.

As soon as I saw that the old tree had nothing left to suck its sap, I felt a sense of relief. Unexpectedly, the white-bearded old man behind me smiled and clapped his palms, walked up to me, and happily said nothing, pointing to the tree, making me look intently.

I saw that the tree seemed to shake without the sucking of the endless poisonous bees, and in a short time, the dead tree slowly grew leaves.

When I saw it, I didn't expect it to be so amazing, I almost had to jump. The old man with the white beard took a leaf from the tree, and while I was not looking, he took my left wrist and put it on my wrist.

It just so happened that the leaf was wrapped around the purlin that looked like a long black worm. I just looked at the dead tree, and in the blink of an eye it was full of leaves, which were swaying gently in the breeze, and I felt that I had been pushed by this old man with a white beard, and I suddenly lowered my head, and I woke up.

When I woke up, I saw that the bowl of garlic noodles in my hand was still firmly held, and the mouthful of noodles in my mouth was still there.

When I finished eating the noodles, I hurried into the east room, and while my grandmother was still chattering with her head down, I saw that the low clay statue on the altar seemed to wink at me, and then returned to solemnity.

I didn't care, so I went over and pulled the corner of my milk's clothes: "Milk, I'm done eating the noodles." ”

My grandmother saw me coming to her, and felt that I had scratched her, and felt a little annoyed, so she stretched out her hand and pulled on my arm that was pulling her clothes, and before she could pull my hand off, my grandmother shouted again: "Xiaoliang, look, look, the black worm in your hand is gone......"

Only then did I raise my wrist to take a look, and sure enough, the swollen black purlin in my hand had really disappeared......

This time, the long black worm left on my wrist by the person who claimed to be my aunt with a strip of white cloth was eliminated like this, and I resumed running around every day.

A few days later, early in the morning, the loudspeaker on the West Road began to call again. This time, I told people to keep putting the big poplars. At this time, the people became excited again, pulled up the rack car, loaded the tools, and set off.

It seems that the scars are healed and the pain is forgotten, what about these people. So, on the big road, there was a scene of crowds of people, and when the trees were put down, there was a sound like the sky was cracking, and people stretched their necks to look.

In a few days, the two rows of poplar trees, which were originally tall and big, were about to disappear from people's sight. That night, I saw that there were still a few poplars that had not yet been brought down, so I ran there alone, caressed the poplars, and stood there, like a dumb melon, quietly listening to the sound of the wind moving the leaves.

The hairy moon came out and fell quickly, and I saw that the last frame car was also pulling the severed branches and disappeared, so I slowly turned my head and walked down the road to my home.

I thought I was just staying for a while, but by this time, the night was already deep. I looked at the devastated tree pits that had been dug up, and felt sorry for a while, these trees didn't know how many years they had grown to be so thick, just like that, a few days of work were swept away, and I was so disappointed.

I walked very slowly on the road, and when I was almost to the edge of the puddle in all directions, I realized that a group of people had come in front of me, I don't know when.

When I saw it, it was not normal for people to pass by on this road at night, maybe this person was in a hurry to go home. I didn't even think about it, so I leaned on the side of the road and let the family pass first.

Because this road is not wide, and these large poplars have just been brought down, the road surface is even more narrow. Whether it's a tractor, a bicycle, or even a walker, I don't want to get in the way of people, so I try to lean on the side of the road as much as possible.

However, I didn't pay much attention to it, and as soon as I leaned to the side, I stepped on one of my feet, and I fell into the pit.