The voice was soft, but I could hear it clearly, and as it kept coming out of his mouth, I saw the black thing, as if under some spell, and one moment choking the baby's neck, and the next in great pain it took its hand away.

I could only hear this child, crying and panting for a while, it was very strange, and this man was like a donkey, chattering incessantly, standing at this crossroads, constantly turning directions.

I don't know how many times he turned around before the black thing suddenly jumped up from the baby, jumped onto the road at once, turned around and ran into his yard.

At this time, the baby's crying was much quieter, and after a while, perhaps too tired, as soon as the crying stopped, the baby fell asleep in the man's arms.

At this time, the man sighed with relief, stopped chattering, and stopped spinning in circles, and at this time, I saw that a lot of sweat was already pouring out of his forehead.

When he saw that the child was asleep, his face was full of joy, and he gently held the child, turned around, and walked in the direction of his house. I hid in the shadows, and when I saw all this, I thought that the black thing was definitely not a good person, and I had to go and see.

So, I followed the man and walked softly. It's strange that the man had just walked into the yard when he had slept well, and the child cried again as if he had been pricked with a needle. Oh my God.

I hurriedly looked at the child in the man's arms, and saw the black thing, which came up from nowhere, stretched out its paws, and twisted the child's face with great force.

The baby was already very delicate, and where could he resist it, the cry and the scream rushed out of the room in shock.

The man held the baby in his arms, and involuntarily muttered again: "The Emperor of Heaven, the Emperor of the Earth, there is a night cryer in my family." The gentleman who passed by read it three times, and slept until the light of day......"

But he read it many times, and even the woman next to him read it, but the baby kept crying, crying, crying, until his little face turned purple, and he couldn't keep up.

It seems that this chatter is also divided into places, and it is particularly effective at that crossroads, and after a while, this black thing escapes from the child. And now in this courtyard, the black thing is still twisting the child's face as if he didn't hear it.

Seeing that the child was about to cry and turn his back on his back, I saw that when I didn't make a move now, while the man and woman were still nervously coaxing the child in the courtyard, I stretched out my right hand across the courtyard wall of their house, and silently chanted in my mouth. The index finger pointed at the black thing on the child's head.

I saw a flash of white light, and the black thing was hit by the white light, and it fell to the ground with a snort. As soon as I saw the door, I quickly clicked it again.

I saw this black thing on the ground, like an old hen, making a long series of gurgling sounds, and stood up on the ground and drilled into the hole in the courtyard wall.

As soon as I saw that I could outrun you, I picked up a half-cut brick from the ground and waited outside the hole. As soon as the thing stuck its head out, I slammed it down from the top until it softened like a living head.

I pulled the thing out of the hole in the wall, and it fell to the ground. I looked down and didn't expect it, although this thing looked like an old hen, it wasn't at all.

It looked like some kind of wild animal that ate meat, covered in black fur, with many sharp teeth in its mouth, but its neck was quite thin, and the head in front of it was like a garlic pimple. The body is not very big, but the two claws are hard and sharp, and it looks terrible.

I did this series of movements, and I didn't disturb the two people in the courtyard, because the child in their arms had stopped crying, gasped for breath, and fell asleep again.

As soon as the two men saw that the child was asleep, they followed him into the house with the picture in his hand. I was just outside, looking at this black thing that I had killed, and I didn't see it move for a long time.

I wanted to kick it away with my foot, but before my foot could touch it, this thing was stunned and rushed forward, trying to escape. I've been waiting for you, I've been silently reciting it for a long time, huh!

I tapped the black thing with my right index finger, and before it could get out, a white light flashed, and the thing was split in half. And the black blood flowed out.

I stood by for a while, and when I saw that the thing was completely dead, I got up, looked at the sleeping babies and adults in the room, and wanted to turn around and go home.

However, when I had just walked to the landlord of their bungalow, I did not expect that the sleeping baby suddenly opened his eyes, as if he had turned his head towards me, and a smile appeared on his face, and he closed his eyes again and fell into a deep sleep......

I was still a little uneasy, so I went around the yard of their house, turned around twice, saw that there was no movement, and went home along the West Road, just arrived in the yard, I heard the big rooster on the jujube tree with my crooked neck, flapped its wings a few times, stretched its neck and chirped, the sky was about to dawn......

As soon as I got home and got out of bed, sleepiness came at me like a tidal wave. I fell asleep on the bed, and I was finally woken up when there was a neem outside the window screaming wildly.

My parents had already gone to work in the fields, so I got up, washed my face, rinsed my mouth, ate something, and came out. The sun was still shining, so I found a straw hat to put on.

In our place, people usually return to their homes during meals or in the evening, and then the village will be full of people and full of vitality. During this time, most of the adults went to work in the fields, so the village seemed very quiet.

I saw that the sun was too big, so I went to the thorn tree and dug for a while, feeling that they were fluffy and a little silly.

The sound was very loud, and the sound, many of them were connected together, very sharp, like a chainsaw in my ear, sawing iron nails frantically.

I couldn't bear it anymore, and ran over and kicked a few times at a stinky tree, and a few screamed and flew away from the top of the tree, and I felt that the shrill sound was a little weaker, but after a while, the scream became violent again.

I hurriedly ran to the hemp tree in front of Sister Da Ling's yard, tore some hemp leaves, and stuffed them into my ears, and the sound was obviously much weaker. I only shook my head at the neem tree next to me, and I knew that there must have been a lot of knowledge on this tree.

Knowing this thing makes me love and hate at the same time. If there is no molting, it is called a monkey, this thing is fried in the pot, fished out, sprinkled with a little salt and five-spice powder, and it tastes quite delicious.