When Shaoqiu heard this, he didn't dare to say anything more, and if he continued to say this, he might cause himself to be killed.

The deserted village was calm again, and Shaoqiu still stayed in his dilapidated house, listening to bursts of beautiful singing from nowhere, but this singing was not a good thing for him, but in this leisure and boring time, let's listen to it like this.

At this time, he thought of his parents again, but he didn't know where they went, every time he thought of this, Shaoqiu's mood was quite bad, why did his parents leave him? Of course, he didn't know about this, but he knew that his parents didn't like him because he didn't use it, which made his parents quite angry when they saw him.

At this time, a huge wind blew from the sky, and this wind swept by, and this deserted village seemed to see nothing for a while, and the world was in chaos, and it was impossible to see the east, west, north and south.

Shaoqiu hurriedly hid in his own house, although this house is small, but he can still hide from the wind and rain, no, as soon as he hid in the house, his body was much warmer.

Shaoqiu turned on the light, sat alone in the room, and looked at the book, and by this time, he would be in a better mood, and he would no longer be quite annoyed by the troubles of the day.

At this time, he heard someone outside knocking on his door again, and when he opened the door, he couldn't see anything, but the wind kept knocking, as if he was telling him something.

"It's really strange, I heard someone knocking on the door, why did I open the door and see nothing?" Shaoqiu thought so, but this was also in vain, maybe he heard it wrong.

After dawn, Shaoqiu carried the hoe up the mountain, wanting to go to the mountain to hoe the weeds, yes, the weeds in the field are also growing too fast at this time, and if you don't hoe and hoe, the crops will be lost.

However, when he walked to the mountain, he found that his crops were missing for some reason, and he was still hoeing here yesterday, and now it is gone.

Shaoqiu had to sit on the stone at this time and keep crying, the crops were gone, which would be difficult for him in the future, but what could he do?

"Who cut my crops, what is going on, and I have not offended anyone, so why should I do this to me?" Shaoqiu sat on the stone and thought like this, if there were no crops, thinking about the days to come, Shaoqiu couldn't help but burst into tears, "What kind of day am I called!" ”

Shaoqiu just sat on the rocks, letting the tears continue to flow, washing the earth, and then mixing into a river and going crazy eastward.

"Well, if you want to do this, then don't blame me, I'm going to go and pull up your crops too, and see if I starve to death or you starve to death!" Shaoqiu kept running on the mountain road while thinking about it, and those who didn't know thought he was sick and crazy.

He was standing on the edge of a large rice field, looking at the green rice, how could he bear to pull them out? He had no choice but to sit by the rice and shout incessantly to the sky, but the people of the deserted village had long been accustomed to his shouting, and they did not take it to heart, let alone sympathize with him.

"You have to compensate me for my rice, otherwise, I won't follow, and I will never give in, if you don't believe it, let's see!" Shaoqiu thought so in his heart.

Shaoqiu walked back from the mountain, and when he returned to his house, he found that there was not much rice and grain in his house, and if he continued like this, life would be difficult.

However, he still has some money to buy at the market, and the thought of this brings a faint smile to his face.

It's raining, it's raining like a night, Shaoqiu just sits in front of the window, looking out and confused, for a while, regardless of east, west, north and south.

In this night, Shaoqiu wants to go out the door and take a look outside, it is best to go up the mountain, sit in the mountain temple, and listen to the sound of rain hitting the fallen leaves.

In this night when no one was around, Shaoqiu was holding an umbrella like this, alone, no one cared, and no one held a grudge, walked towards the temple on the mountain, and walked to the mountain, he saw a person sitting in the temple, with something beside him, and when he saw this Shaoqiu coming, he went straight down the mountain, and disappeared like a smoke.

And in this temple, there is still a thing, wrapped in cloth, I can't see the thing in the cloth, but I think this thing should be an extraordinary thing, faintly revealing a cold atmosphere, which is terrifying, especially on this barren mountain where no one is around.

When the man had run away, he found that he did not seem to be terrible, so he turned back and sat down in front of the cloth bag, still busy as if there was no one in his eyes.

The man was quite dark-looking, quite thick, with a large knife on his back, and a fierce face on his face, and he didn't look like a good bird.

The man opened the contents of the cloth bag, and it was a human head, the blood had not yet dried, and the eyes were not closed.

"Damn, are you still fierce, do you dare to beat Lao Tzu?" The black man's face was full of flesh, and his eyes kept shining with an indescribable light, which made Shaoqiu dare not look at it, as if he looked at it like this again, he would be like the human head on the ground.

The black man is not another person, it is the black bandit, at this time, I don't know where to find the enemy he has been chasing for many years, take his head, and at this time in the quiet night when there is no one, alone in this mountain temple to play.

The black bandit was in this mountain temple, and he whipped people on the head with a leather whip, as if he was not so angry, and he really didn't dare to look at this Shaoqiu at this time, but he had to look at it, and he didn't dare to leave, for fear of annoying the black bandit, and he might not be able to live.

Shaoqiu left, quietly, I knew that this was the case, I really shouldn't have come up to this big mountain, let alone this damn mountain temple, now it's okay, I shouldn't see this.

"Don't go, since you're here, we're a family, and if you leave, you'll have to eat this." The black bandit stared at Shaoqiu viciously, blood spurted from his eyes, and he shook a knife in front of Shaoqiu.

"Please, you bury this, I don't feel very good when I see this thing, hurry up, damn it so grinding!" The black bandit glanced at this Shaoqiu, and his eyes were full of blood.

"I don't dare, if people know about this, I'll die, you better bury it yourself." Shaoqiu said to this bandit.

"Damn, you'll go if you tell you to, so long-winded, do you want to die?" The black bandit roared and sprayed saliva on Shaoqiu's face.

"Oh, my stomach hurts, shall I go and poop first?" Shaoqiu said to this bandit.

"Go ahead,, that's so long-winded." The black bandit roared again, causing the gods in the mountain temple to tremble with fear.

Shaoqiu deliberately walked to the edge of a cliff by the mountain temple at this time, this cliff is not too high, if you jump down like this, it is estimated that you will not die, and you can escape this difficulty, so you will jump down.

Shaoqiu jumped down, although he deliberately pretended to scream very miserably, but he still didn't seem to be able to hide the black bandit, he rolled down a large stone from it, fortunately the stone didn't press this Shaoqiu, just bounced off his head, and rolled down without stopping.

"Damn, don't run, otherwise, Lao Tzu will have to kill you, you know about Lao Tzu, this makes people know, don't you kill Lao Tzu?" The black bandit roared like this and pounced straight down from above, the knife in his hand was so bright that Shaoqiu, who was lying on the ground, was so frightened that he didn't even have the strength to get up at this time.