However, even so, Shaoqiu still didn't dare to open the door, just sat at the table, looking at the already dilapidated book. This must not be opened randomly, because it is rumored that there are robbers, and if something goes wrong and lives are at stake, who can not be afraid?

After a long time, the knock on the door was gone, and I stayed here for a while, and only my slender shadow accompanied me.

And when he was bored, someone was talking outside the door, and when he heard this voice, Shaoqiu knew who it was. Isn't this Aunt Hua, this fashion and still appear here, what is it for?

Aunt Hua was talking to her daughter Xiaohua in a reproachful tone, and when she heard this, Shaoqiu was in a good mood, and at this time she really wanted to rush outside and have a good chat with her, but she didn't want to move for some reason, maybe God didn't allow him to go out, right?

As soon as Xiaohua walked to the door of this Shaoqiu's house, for some reason, she couldn't walk, so she stood in front of the door of her house and smiled. And as soon as he heard this laughter, Shaoqiu's heart was already happy at this time, there had been no woman's laughter in his ears for a long time, and when he heard this laughter, he really felt that the world was extraordinarily beautiful.

And that's not all, this little flower seems to be urinating in front of her house at this time, as soon as she heard that voice, Shaoqiu was not in the mood to read for a while, pointed her ears, and at this time she didn't care about any books, but she just wanted to listen to that beautiful voice. However, Xiaohua did not enter the house, but after soaking in the urine, she kept talking to her mother and left.

"What's going on?" Shaoqiu thought so in his heart, but he just thought about it, what else could he do?

After Xiaohua and her mother left, there was no sound in front of the door of this young autumn house, only the wind kept blowing a leaf, and then it didn't know where it was going. And the snow is still falling, and the night in this deserted village makes people feel extremely cold, but even if it is so cold, Shaoqiu still has no fire to roast, so he has to sit in his own room, letting the wind continue to blow in through the broken window, teasing his thin body.

Outside, however, there seemed to be another voice, and it was low, but it was palpable to be very felt, who must be standing outside his room, for the whole room was cold. He felt uneasy, if he didn't open the door again, what if it was a gangster, wouldn't it be too incomplete to sleep in this room?

He opened the door of the house, and there was really a person standing outside at this time, it was the legendary robber, but for some reason, the people in the deserted village did not think he was a robber, and those who could speak and speak regarded him as the chivalrous man of this deserted village, so many people respected him, including Shaoqiu.

He killed people, but he killed bad people, isn't this to eliminate harm for the people? And as soon as this Shaoqiu saw this person, he was not in a good mood, and he didn't dare to think about women presumptuously. Because this robber is said to have killed a person who bullied a woman, and thus became a famous knight in this deserted village. However, as soon as he saw this chivalrous man, Shaoqiu was not in a good mood, and he didn't dare to talk to him, nor did he dare to stay with him, so he had to watch from a distance, and even had to close the door of the house after taking a look.

The wind outside was too cold, mixed with snow, and the sound of the river going east was constantly coming at this time, drifting in this dilapidated house, making the already lifeless house even more desolate.

However, even if the door was closed, Shaoqiu was still worried about whether the person outside was gone at this time, it was better to go, if he didn't leave, what could he do?

"Open the door!" The knight began to knock on the door, it seemed that it was snowing heavily, and there was nowhere to go, so he probably wanted to spend the night in this young autumn house.

Shaoqiu didn't dare not open the door at this time, so he had to open the door of the house, and the robber outside took advantage of the wind to come in at this time, patted the snowflakes off his body, and sat on the side and smoked silently. For a while, the room was full of smoke and miasma, which made the already sick Shaoqiu cough incessantly.

The robber sat silently on the side, as if thinking about something, and did not look at the young autumn, nor did he talk to him, but kept smoking. After that, he pulled out a knife from behind his back and kept gesturing in his hand, as if he wanted to kill someone, but as for who to kill, he didn't seem to have thought about it.

Shaoqiu wanted to read at this time, but it was probably impossible, but he had to stay here, because the robber would definitely not allow him to go out, and he was afraid that if he went out and reported the case, it would not be good. About this, the robbers, of course, understood.

The heavy snow outside was still falling at this time, and the deserted village could not smell anything for a while, except for a dog barking in the distance, distant and desolate. Someone walked by on the road, and the footsteps were hurried, probably not estimating that there was such a dangerous thing in this dilapidated house, and after leaving the sound of stepping on the snow, it disappeared into the vast night.

After the man left, for a while, almost nothing could be heard outside the dilapidated house, and the rustle of snow sounded really poetic in the middle of the night. But what's the use of this, Shaoqiu is not in the mood to listen to this, his life is in danger at this time, who still has this Yaxing?

The robber stood up at this time and came to Shaoqiu's face, glaring at a pair of vicious eyes, as if he wanted to swallow Shaoqiu alive with these eyes. In the face of these terrible eyes, Shaoqiu didn't dare to speak, and he couldn't look more, for fear that he would force this robber and harm his own life.

"Reading a book?" The robber asked softly.

"Hmm." Shaoqiu had no choice but to answer like this.

"Can you lend me this book?" The robber asked, in an unquestioning tone.

"Just look at it." Shaoqiu said.

The robber stayed in this Shaoqiu's house and read for a long time, and it was not early in the night, and this Shaoqiu was also yawning, if he didn't sleep, he would definitely not be able to bear it.

"Believe it or not, I stabbed you?" The robber asked.

"Yes." Shaoqiu replied, he was in a rather sad mood at this time, and it seemed that tonight might be his own death.

The robber put the knife on this Shaoqiu's neck at this time, and Shaoqiu held the book, of course, it was impossible to read it at this time, but in the face of this terrible robber, he didn't know what to do.

At this moment, there was another knock on the door, as if someone was standing there and wanted to come in. However, Shaoqiu didn't open the door, just stayed in this room pretending to know nothing, facing this knife-wielding gangster, at this time, all thoughts were lost, but he didn't know when he would die.

The door was not very strong, and after the man outside knocked a few times, the door opened by itself, and it was none other than Hua Gu who came in. And when I saw this, I wasn't ready to come in at this time, and I wanted to slip away. And the robber was quick at this time, and knew that if he let Hua Gu out, he would definitely die, so he took a step forward and grabbed this Hua Gu in his hands, so that he could not escape at all.

Then the robber closed the door of the house, and for a time there were three people locked up in the dilapidated house. And as soon as the robber saw this flower girl, his eyes lit up at this time, and it seemed that he hadn't touched a woman for a long time. And when Hua Gu saw the knife on Shaoqiu's neck, tears also came out, but it didn't help much, just just looked at it like this, otherwise?

The robber put down the knife at this time, sat down on the side, and then looked at the book again, but did not allow Hua Gu to go, otherwise, he would have killed her. And after saying this, he sat down again, quietly, smoking a cigarette and reading a book.

"You two are doing bad things now! I want to see it. The robber said, and when he had said this, he stayed aside and laughed again.

Shaoqiu knew what was going on, he thought of Xiaohua at this time, and at this time, Xiaohua's face appeared so delicately that Shaoqiu was almost intoxicated at this time. And just then, he heard Xiaohua follow her mother past the dilapidated house, and as she passed by the house, she kept saying coquettish words, and her mother reproached her earnestly.

"Hurry." The robber said this, squinting at them.

Hua Gu was forced to take off her pants, and at this moment, countless torches were lit up outside the door, making this deserted village almost as bright as day. And the robber also rushed out at this time, and did not dare to stay in this dilapidated house any longer.

Seeing that the robber was gone, Hua Gu lifted her pants and looked at this Shaoqiu, as if she was fighting for his opinion, do you want to continue? Shaoqiu didn't dare to stay in the house at this time, and went out, standing in the crowd, it seemed that he would never dare to stay in his house again. And this flower girl saw Shaoqiu leaving, and she didn't dare to stay there anymore. She also came out and walked towards her house.

And in this deserted village, at this time there was hardly anything to hear, and the people were carrying knives at this time, chasing and killing the robbers, and the robbers did not dare to stay in this deserted village at this time, and took advantage of the night to flee without their lives.

Shaoqiu returned to his room, turned on the light, and read the book again.

Outside, Xiaohua was talking again, and she also glanced in the direction of this Shaoqiu, as if she was worried about his safety. After seeing that Shaoqiu was safe and sound, he jumped away happily.