One day, Shaoqiu walked up the mountain again with a hoe. After a busy day in his field, when the sun was in the western sky, he had to go back again, but before he went back, he had to go to the top of the mountain to collect firewood, otherwise he would have no firewood to burn when he returned.

When they reached the top of the mountain, there was no one left, and most of the people had already returned to their homes, or gossiped with their women, or worried about firewood like this young autumn. And on the top of this mountain, there was no one for a while, it seemed that only this Shaoqiu was alone, and in the depths of the dense forest, it was extremely eerie and terrifying, he originally wanted to get some firewood, but after seeing this gloomy atmosphere, he didn't dare to go.

He just sat on the top of the mountain, looking at the sun that was about to set, and then he thought of Xiaohua again, but he didn't know what she was doing at this time. Are you worried about the firewood as you are?

This is a slope, there is a dense forest growing on this half-hillside, and few people dare to enter it on weekdays, and this young autumn, as a scholar, does not dare to go in, especially when the sun sets. However, after all, Shaoqiu is a person who reads, and he doesn't pay much attention to these rumors, he just sits on this mountain, who can do anything to himself?

Glancing at the sunset in the west, the sun was about to set, and someone seemed to be shouting something at this time in the sky, and when he listened carefully, he couldn't hear anything, maybe he heard it wrong, right? The evening breeze was blowing, a little cool, and his body also felt cold at this time, Shaoqiu stood up and wanted to go back. But when he stood up, he planted it, and rolled towards the depths of the dense forest, and I don't know how long it took, when he woke up, he found that it was already pitch black around him, and he could barely reach out to his fingers.

"Where am I?" Shaoqiu asked himself, and after carefully looking at the surroundings, he found himself staying in the depths of this dense forest. And beside him, there was also a coffin at this time, which was as black as ink, which made him tremble with fear at this time.

He wanted to get up, but his body seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and he couldn't stand up, so he just lay on the ground, although it was wet, but there was nothing he could do. And facing this thing alone in this dense forest is a bit unbearable anyway. And he didn't know why he fell from the mountain when he was so good, what the hell was going on?

In the depths of the dense forest, it is really dark, the sky does not shine in, even if there is a moon outside, there is not the slightest in this dense forest.

At this time, I was so frightened, and there was no one to keep me company, so I just lay on the ground, but the ground was covered with moss, and it was not very dirty. I was finally able to stand up, and when I looked up at the surroundings, I found that the coffin that had been standing at the beginning was gone.

Shaoqiu didn't dare to stay there, and he didn't dare to go down, because in the valley below, there were even more unbearable things in the legend, and he couldn't go down at this time, and he couldn't go down if he died. He had no choice but to climb to the top of the mountain, and finally climbed up, and found that the firewood he had placed on the top of the mountain was gone.

I returned to my house empty-handed, cooked food, and stood outside the house, looking at the mountains in the distance, and this deserted village was also quite brightly lit at this time, and people probably gathered together to talk about the things of the world and the north and the south, and for this Shaoqiu standing in front of his house, he would not pay attention to it at all.

At this time, there was a woman standing on the other side of the river, stretching her neck, constantly shouting to herself, facing this woman, Shaoqiu had no choice but not to listen. The woman standing on the other side of the river shouted for a while, and for some reason, she called out the Grim Mountain again, and on this Grim Mountain, there seemed to be people crying constantly.

Shaoqiu immediately closed the door of the house, and when he entered the house, the woman on the other side stopped shouting, and the faint crying of the woman from the Grimu Mountain disappeared for a while. Shaoqiu opened the book at this time, turned on the light, and read the book again alone.

At the door, the wind howled, and a stone struck his house, making a loud noise, and then it rolled down somewhere.

Shaoqiu didn't understand who would stand on the other side and shout at himself in the middle of the night, he didn't want to pay attention to it, and he had to go up the mountain to work tomorrow after sleeping. But he couldn't sleep anyway, and the shouting on the other side did not decrease in the slightest, and it seemed that he would not give up if he did not shout.

Shaoqiu had to walk out of this door at this time, and there was no light in the deserted village at this time, but the sound of Xiaohe going east kept drifting, and it was desolate and speechless when I heard it. Fortunately, however, the moon was sprinkled and the stars were like fire, so that the road would not be invisible. He then walked out of the door of his house, and went on and on, and went down the river, and stood on this side of the river, trying to hear who was calling him.

After standing for an unknown amount of time, I found that there was no one on the other side of the river, and it seemed that I was too careful, perhaps I heard it wrong. But how can it be wrong to hear it clearly?

"Shaoqiu!" The man on the other side of the river began to shout again at this time, but Shaoqiu was quite hesitant for a while about whether to respond, but he felt that if he shouldn't, wouldn't it be too rude?

"Ugh." Shaoqiu saw that the man was shouting hard, so he replied.

And when he heard someone respond to him, the person on the other side stopped shouting at this time, and this Shaoqiu was not ready to cross the river, but returned to his house, and stood in front of the door of the house at this time, wanting to sleep, but he had no sleep.

However, at this time, he was not in a good mood, and suddenly remembered the legend of the old man in the deserted village, saying that he heard a stranger calling him, especially in the middle of the night, and he couldn't respond. And he responded to people for some reason, I don't know if it's a good thing?

He was standing in front of the door of this house at this time, and he didn't dare to fall asleep for a while, for fear that something would happen that was afraid of people, and what could he do if he didn't sleep at this time? No one spoke to him, and in this deserted village, the night at this time, it seemed, was so dark.

At this time, if there is someone to accompany you, you may not feel so afraid, but at this time, who can accompany you? There is no one left, so I can only accompany myself. And the heavy snow was constantly falling outside the door at this time, and Shaoqiu didn't dare to stay outside, so he went into his own room and sat in front of the dilapidated desk, at a loss for a while.

"Whatever, maybe I heard it wrong, what are you afraid of, I still have to go up the mountain to farm tomorrow." Shaoqiu said to himself.

At this time, it was already cold, and he couldn't make a fire, because since he lit a fire last time and was beaten by the black bandits, Shaoqiu didn't like fire very much, and if he was beaten again, it would definitely not work. Outside, the snow was already falling, and the branches of the trees that could not bear the snow kept falling and coughing.

At this moment, he seemed to hear a woman on the other side of the river calling himself, and he wondered why she was calling herself in the cold on this snowy day. Don't worry about him, Shaoqiu climbed into bed at this time, and didn't dare to sleep, just listened quietly, listening to the voice of shouting people dancing with the wind, and at this time, the sound of Xiaohe going east also came, making this deserted village even more desolate at this time.