Although this Shaoqiu was lying in bed, he was worried that the dog would knock on the door in the middle of the night, which was really more dangerous than a ghost. But at this time, Shaoqiu, in the face of this dog's provocation, can't do anything, it's nothing when he is in good health, but at this moment, his body has become like this, how to deal with this dog? Someone seemed to knock on the door, and when I listened quietly, there was nothing, could it be that a ghost was scaring me?

The ghost is not afraid, but he is afraid that if there is a bad person, at that time, it will be terrible. However, after a gust of wind, the knock on the door disappeared immediately, and it didn't seem to be a ghost, but the wind was knocking on the door. Deserted village, nothing can be heard at this time, only the sound of the small river going east, in the middle of the night, can be heard clearly, this sound at this time, it is really quite good.

Shaoqiu had another severe cough at this time, but with medicine, this disease probably wouldn't kill him, so he didn't care, and at this time the wind outside blew in. It's cold. But at this time, how can he go to the fire, absolutely not, because it's night, and if he goes to the fire like this, let people know, laugh at himself for being small, and maybe say that he has a nervous disorder.

So they did nothing. It's cold, it's not a big deal, and the lack of money for treatment makes him feel quite distressed. It seems that he will have to borrow some money from others tomorrow, but in this deserted village, he has no relatives, who to borrow from, and he has no property, and if others borrow it, he will worry that he will not be able to pay it back.

As soon as he thought of these things, Shaoqiu couldn't fall asleep, but he couldn't stop sleeping, otherwise, his body would be even worse.

At this time, it was raining heavily, and the sound of the rain was so terrible that it made people cry when they heard it in the middle of the night.

At this time, Shaoqiu was sleeping in bed, unable to fall asleep for a while, faintly heard someone calling not far away, listened carefully, but there was nothing. Maybe the wind is howling, and I mistakenly think that someone is calling, this person, sick, everything is not normal.

The deserted village, at this time, is really surprisingly quiet, the sound of running water in front of the door in this rainy night, once inaudible, and the sound of the eaves crackling. At this moment, there seems to be a knock on the door, but who else wants to come in this midnight watch? Shaoqiu didn't want to pay attention to it, so he closed his eyes, don't worry about these things, he has to get rid of his illness first. At this time, the knock on the door was still there, maybe it was the wind, but the wind wouldn't have such a strong force, which was strange. Shaoqiu got out of bed and walked to the door, regardless of whether it was cold or not, let's pass the knock first.

When I opened the door of the house, there was still nothing outside, only a very cold wind swept over, which made this young autumn's thin body tremble incessantly. It's so cold, you can't help but close the door, or you'll catch a cold, which won't be good.

Shaoqiu climbed into bed again, lay down, didn't care about being afraid, covered the quilt, coughed for a while, and then thought about Xiaohua for a while, and then gradually fell asleep.

But the thief did not sleep, but went out of his house, came to the door of this young autumn's house, and stood still, looked at the ruined house, and sat down on a stone. His knife was now reflected in the rain, with a dampness and cold, which made the knife smell even more frightening.

His knife flashed in front of the door of the young autumn's house, and then he walked along the dirt road in front of the door, and saw a grapefruit tree, and swung a knife at it, which made the grapefruit tree tremble for a while, and fell a lot of raindrops. "Mom, I'll kill you with two knives!" This voice kept echoing in this deserted village, but at this time, Shaoqiu couldn't hear it at all, and all he heard was probably the sound of rain in his dream.

When Shaoqiu woke up, he glanced outside, it was not yet dawn, it seemed that this day might not be bright, otherwise, why couldn't he see the sun come out after sleeping for so long? At this time, there was no sleep, so he lay on this dilapidated bed, and remembered his illness for a while, and the coughing kept echoing in the room, alas, it seemed that he might be dying.

I couldn't sleep, so I walked in this room without stopping, rummaging through the wardrobe from time to time, and suddenly found that there was still some money in the corner of the closet, and with this money, it would not be a problem to cure the disease. Shaoqiu was really happy at this time, no, taking advantage of no one, humming a little song to his heart's content in the night of this deserted village.

He walked out of the house, along the dirt road of the deserted village, and kept going, breaking the river, and walking further and forward, until he came to the foot of a great mountain. The sky is not yet bright at this time, but there is a temple at the foot of this big mountain, I don't know what this temple is for, Shaoqiu doesn't care so much, he walked in, and wanted to give the Bodhisattva in this temple incense or something. Incense was given to this temple, and Shaoqiu still walked forward, and at this time out of the mountain, in front of him was an endless desert.

This young autumn is sitting on the edge of this desert, dusty for a while, yellow sand is long, and I can't distinguish between east and west, north and south.

"What am I doing here in this damn place?" Thinking so, Shaoqiu wanted to go back, but at this moment, it seemed that a huge hand reached out from the desert and grabbed him. But when I looked back, I couldn't see anything, and the sky was gradually brightening, and then looking at the great desert, it was already clearly outlined.

"Go back and get a good night's sleep, otherwise you may not be able to get out of this great desert tomorrow." Shaoqiu said this to himself in his heart, and followed the way he came, and returned to his house.

When I came to the door of this house, I found that the door seemed to be open, but it was impossible to verify who opened it, and it may have been blown by the wind. But this wind can't have such a great power, it's a strange thing, but the things in this room are not lost, that's fine, the rest, whatever.

Although the things were not lost, they found that someone had entered his house, and this person Shaoqiu didn't know him, but he still entered his house. Shaoqiu looked at this person and was angry for a while, how could he be like this, he entered someone else's house without saying hello, what is this not a crime? But at this time, Shaoqiu couldn't manage so much, and he couldn't quarrel with people anymore, he was too sick to do anything, so what strength did he have to fight with others?

"I'm sorry, I'll put this hammer here with you!" The man said this to this Shaoqiu in an unquestionable tone, Shaoqiu saw that he was a craftsman, and it was inconvenient to say anything at this time. Shaoqiu was silent. Seeing that Shaoqiu was silent, the man put down his things and left, and when he left, he also put a big fart in this room.

Shaoqiu closed the door of the house, and the night was already not so thick at this time, and the sky might be about to dawn, but the trees in the distance and the houses near still couldn't be understood. After closing the door properly, he climbed into bed again, and had to sleep well, otherwise he might not be able to get out of the great desert.