Shaoqiu's rush to get back a huge stone in Lu Town spread for a while in the deserted village, and people talked about it, and those who didn't know why didn't think Shaoqiu was stupid, and even more, they thought that the reason why Shaoqiu was like this was completely showing off his strength. And this is a great shame for a scholar.

And on this day, the black bandit also knew that Shaoqiu got a huge stone from Lu Zhen, and the two hundred pounds of stone was easily carried by Shaoqiu to his house, which made the black bandit quite surprised, not only the black bandit, even if it was a cow from a deserted village, it seemed that he was also silently calculating in his heart at this time, and he must be careful when he encounters this guy Shaoqiu in the future.

The bandit was bored in his house that day, so he wanted to renovate his cowshed, otherwise, when it rained, the cattle would not be able to live in peace, and he would not have a good time. And if you want to renovate the cowshed, then you have to get some boulders to make the foundation, otherwise, the foundation is not strong, and the ground will shake.

And the bandit himself disdains to do these heavy jobs, and he doesn't have so much strength at all, when he is struggling with his brain and doesn't know what to do, he suddenly remembered Shaoqiu, why not ask him to carry a stone for himself? Thinking of this, the black bandit said "yes", and he was very proud that his brain could think of problems.

However, as soon as the bandit's plan came out, he was abused by his mother-in-law, how can he practice a scholar like this, he said at the time that if the bandit did this, he would divorce him in the future, but the bandit is a stubborn person, he will never take these words to heart, and his decision to ask Shaoqiu to carry the stone is so decided.

On this day, it was another snowy day, it was really cold outside, and this deserted village was once cut off from people, and at this time, the sound of the small river going east could not be heard, only the wind was constantly whistling, as if it was roaring and scaring the people in the deserted village.

On this cold day, if Shaoqiu doesn't stay in his own house, where can he go, and stay in this dilapidated house, no one can talk to him, and just read. After reading the book for a while, and then looking at the shadow reflected on the wall, it was already so haggard, even if it was not pitiful to him, and the wind outside was also pitiful for himself, no, they rushed in from the outside, as if they wanted to touch the shadow of Shaoqiu, is this the way the wind comforts people?

After reading for a while, Shaoqiu opened the door of the house at this time, on this snowy day, it is also quite good to enjoy this snow scene, and at this time, the snow on the grapefruit tree outside the door is falling, this sound is also good to listen to at this time.

But when Shaoqiu opened the door of the house, he was dumbfounded for a while, there was a person standing outside the door, this person was not someone else, but it was a black bandit, I don't know why he came here, could it be that he wanted to play tricks on himself, but today, where else can Shaoqiu let people play tricks? He seemed to be unable to stand the tricks of others any longer, and the wind was howling constantly, and the clouds in the sky were unpredictable, and under this black cloud, the black bandit stood, and there was still a cigarette in the corner of his mouth.

"Go and carry the stone for me." The black bandit said that there was no expression on his face at this time, and this tone was also unquestionable, his fists were clenched, and if he did not agree, he wanted to beat him to death with random punches.

"This ...... I ......" Shaoqiu didn't know how to answer, but he knew that he couldn't go, and he was not the one who carried stones for others, and he didn't dare to go against the will of this bandit.

"Are you going?" At this time, the black bandit pulled out a knife from his back, although this knife is not as good as the long knifeman's, but it is not short, if he stabs it, he probably can't stand it.

"Well said, well said." Shaoqiu had to come soft, and he couldn't fight hard with this bandit, otherwise, he would very likely die here.

So, Shaoqiu followed the black bandit, and on this snowy day, he kept moving along the ancient road of the deserted village, and the heavy snow on both sides was already so deep that it took a lot of effort to pull it out when he stepped on it. And this black bandit was still lying on a wooden board at this time, and a rope was tied to this plank, but he didn't want to walk, so he lay on this plank, and threw the rope to Shaoqiu, asking Shaoqiu to pull himself forward.

Shaoqiu could only glance at this time, but he didn't dare to let him see it, otherwise, the knife would not be vegetarian. Shaoqiu had no choice but to pull the black bandit on this snowy day, and kept walking forward, and these two feet were sometimes trapped in the slush and could not be pulled out for half a day, at this time he was really exhausted, but he did not dare to say the word "no".

"I can't pull it anymore." Shaoqiu put down the rope at this time, and said that he wouldn't pull it anymore, even if he killed himself, he couldn't pull it down like this at this time, and if he pulled it like this, would he still have someone?

At this time, the black bandit was not sympathetic, and roared, and the air wave washed away a lot of snow, and this Shaoqiu was also frightened at this time, so he quickly pulled up the rope and crawled forward. At this time, there is no strength in the whole body, and if you don't climb, you can't pull it anymore, and you will inevitably be beaten by this bandit again.

Shaoqiu had no choice but to stand up, tie the rope to his body, and pull it forward, and at this time he even wanted to pull it to the edge of the cliff, and simply end up with this black bandit, what is the point of living like this? However, Shaoqiu is a scholar after all, and he doesn't dare to have this courage, if he has this courage, the bandits will never look for him, and the reason why the bandits are looking for him is also because of his cowardice and cowardice.

Finally pulled the black bandit to the door of a house, this house is the black bandit's, and at this time, the black bandit woman came out of the house, and when she saw this Shaoqiu, she didn't know why she had a smile on her face, and this Shaoqiu didn't dare to look at it at all, and she didn't even dare to stay in front of her house.

And at this time, the black bandit got off the car, patted the snowflakes on his body, smoked a cigarette, and didn't say a word to this Shaoqiu, he went directly into his house, and soon came out again, and also took a basket in his hand, which was not much different from Shaoqiu's own basket.

"Take it!" The black bandit dropped these words, and walked along the ancient road of the deserted village with this Shaoqiu, and walked for about an hour until he reached the foot of a stone mountain. These rocks had been mined by stonemasons and there were still large pieces of stone that would have been quite good if they had been transported to their own house to make a cowshed.

The sky was still snowing, snowflakes were falling, and for a while, the leaves of the leaves, and some of the leaves of the winter crops, were covered with snow. And in this heaven and earth, the wind is still roaring, some small stones are blown up, and after constantly flying in the sky, they fall again, and many of them fall on Shaoqiu's head at this time, and the blood on this head is constantly flowing down at this time, and it is quite a mess for a while.

And the black bandit didn't care about this, but he loaded these huge stones into this basket one by one, and after filling it, he asked this young man to carry it on his back and pull it into his house. And this young autumn was quite reluctant, these stones are too big, if this is carried on the body, not to mention such a big snow, even if it is sunny and cloudless, it will not be able to carry it. But this Shaoqiu remembered the knife of this black bandit at this time, if he didn't carry this stone, this knife would be stabbed down, not to mention myrrh, even if there was medicine on his body, he would never be able to live.

There was no way, Shaoqiu had to carry the stone on his back and keep walking, and these two legs seemed to weigh thousands of pounds at this time, and it was quite difficult to move every step, not to mention that this black bandit sometimes had to sit on the "car". The magnitude of the difficulties can be imagined.

Shaoqiu was originally a scholar, and at this time, he carried this stone on the ancient road of this deserted village and kept moving forward, and when there were people, the black bandits always wanted to catch up, showing that they were rich and powerful, and the people who saw it did not speak for Shaoqiu at this time, but they gave a thumbs up to the black bandits, and when they looked at this Shaoqiu, their eyes were very disdainful. Shaoqiu is helpless, he is a scholar, and he can't beat this person, so he has fallen like this, but what!

When he was halfway through it, Shaoqiu really couldn't pull it, so he sat on the ground, gasping for breath, and then he could easily sit on the snow, even if he was soaked all over his body, he felt quite happy.

"No, this can't be pulled anymore, if you pull it like this, you'll die." Shaoqiu looked at his hand and said, this hand also began to bleed at this time, and this blood, for the bandits, does not seem to matter, his purpose is to quickly pull these stones into his house.

Shaoqiu put down the huge stone at this time and ran forward desperately.