Let's say that Shaoqiu walked out of the house on this day and walked deep into the mountains, and the purpose of going there was nothing more than to collect medicine. In the depths of this mountain, it is really strange, and there are only a few herbs, what is so difficult to find.

For a moment, along the mountain road, the rugged path was full of cow dung sludge, and dotted stones were scattered among them, so that the feet would not be dirty when they stepped on it. After walking for a long time in the depths of the mountain, when I was tired, I sat down on a rock, rested a little, and waited for a breath before walking.

At this time, the sunset is gradually setting over the mountains. But the wind blew suddenly, and in the valley there was no reason to hear the sound of miserable weeping, and to listen to it, but there was nothing. Could it be that I misheard?

Shaoqiu climbed to the top of the mountain at this time, sat on a boulder, and saw that the sunset was falling little by little, and the terrible wind blew, and some dead trees in the sky were constantly fluttering, and they wanted to pounce on, and wanted to sweep this Shaoqiu down the mountain, but under this mountain, it was an abyss, if it fell, the consequences could be imagined.

And the howling of this wind is also strange, it is like a person crying, for a while in the depths of this valley, there is no sound of crying, if you listen to it carefully, you will know that it is all this wind.

The sky was now in a state of confusion, and it was even covered with stones, and in the midst of this great wind, fist-sized stones floated into the sky, wrapped up in the clouds, and from time to time fell from the clouds, and when they fell on the heads of men, the consequences were needless to say. At this time, Shaoqiu wore a tattered straw hat on his head, which was covered by a thick layer of grass, and he expected that this stone would not be able to help him.

And the straw hat of this young autumn had just been knotted, but now there was no wind, and the lawless stones and beams in the sky were not visible for a while, except for a few fiery clouds scattered, unpredictable, bizarre, and very lovely.

Staying on this big mountain, and there is no one around, and at this time the sunset is gradually entering the western mountain, and the waning moon in the sky is revealed, hanging on his head, as if he can touch it with his hand. And in this waning moon, at this time there seems to be someone coughing gently, accompanied by the sound of roaring, the wind blows, all gone, only himself, staying in this mountain at this time, and the sky at this time seems to be someone constantly scolding himself, who is scolding, but I don't know.

After collecting medicine for a while, the basket could no longer be filled, and he could not pick it anymore, so he sat on the stone again, looking at the western sky, and at this time the clouds in the western sky were like blood. After a while, there was a flash of fire in the sky, and a thunder exploded, and a tree standing beside Shaoqiu fell with a bang, and the leaves swept on Shaoqiu's body, cutting his hand for a while, and blood flowed out uncontrollably.

And the sky also began to rain, the raindrops were as cold as snow, hitting Shaoqiu's body, it really hurt to death, through this faint sky light, I found that the rain was not rain, but blood. At this time, in the western sky, the clouds were no longer clouds, red and bright, like blood, and for a while I did not know whether the rain was reflected red by the blood-like clouds.

It was inconvenient to stay on this mountain any longer, so Shaoqiu had to leave, and at this time, it seemed that someone grabbed his shirt and made him not move, and when he looked back, he found that there were no idle people around him at this time, and he was at a loss for a while, maybe there was something wrong with his nerves.

I walked along this avenue for a long time, and the mountain scenery in the evening was also quite beautiful, the flowers blooming on the trees were scattered with the wind, and this fragrance spread, which made the whole mountain rich for a while.

And when he walked like this for a long time, and in the second half of the night, he found that he had not yet walked out of the mountain, but returned to the original place, and sat down on the stone again, looking at the moonlight on the mountain. It seems that there is really someone who wants to leave himself on this mountain, but when he looks around, he does not see anyone, and he does not know what to do.

Sitting alone on this mountain, thinking back to the path I had just taken, it didn't seem wrong, so why did I come back here?

And on the back side of this mountain, there seems to be a woman calling, as if she has some serious illness, and when she has a seizure, she keeps humming, but on this mountain, at this time, except for Shaoqiu, who else is there?

Shaoqiu roared wildly, what a mess is all caused by his own psychological unhealth, otherwise why would this be the case?

And after such a roar, on this big mountain, it was quiet for a while, not to mention that I could hear the voice of the woman's call, even when the wind blew, it was gentle, for fear of alarming this young autumn. And how pale the moon is at this time, under the reflection of this moonlight, you can still see the dilapidated road clearly, when you go at this time, you don't feel that someone is holding you, and you walk along the road for a while, Shaoqiu knows how to go.

Shaoqiu stayed in his house again, and this deserted village, at this time, the lights were on, and under this night, the sound of the river gurgling east was endless.

After dinner, Shaoqiu lit the lamp again, and read a book alone under the kerosene lamp.

At this time, outside, someone walked on the road, who is it not Xiaohua? But when he walked here, he sang a song softly, and the beauty of this song once made Shaoqiu extremely happy.

Shaoqiu hurriedly opened the door of the house and walked out, and stood outside to look into the distance, and found that the little flower had gone away, not to mention seeing people, even if it was a shadow, there was no one.

At this moment, Aunt Hua appeared again, with a smile on her face that could make the most sorrowful person forget her troubles, and her voice was so good, it once made this young autumn really feel quite happy. And when this flower aunt walked in front of this Shaoqiu's house, she even handed over a piece of candy, and Shaoqiu was also reluctant to resist and took this piece of candy.

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Aunt Hua walked away, and Ling Shaoqiu stayed in this room, it was fashionable and didn't know what to do, it seemed that she could only read a book.

When Aunt Hua walked away, it was still deserted in front of the door of this young autumn house for a while, not to mention seeing people, and a small insect was gone.

However, in this coldness, someone was talking for a while, and when I listened quietly, it was none other than Hua Gu, and I don't know why she suddenly appeared in front of this Shaoqiu's house? She leaned her head to the broken paper window, and the face leaned against the broken place, and glanced inside, and the fashion was sneering for some reason.

Hearing this flower girl sneering, Shaoqiu was startled at this time, and then she also opened the door of this house, walked out, and stood at this door, wondering what this flower girl wanted.

And this flower girl was standing in front of the door of this room at this time, holding a big cucumber in her hand, and was munching it with a big mouthful, making a clattering sound, which was quite dirty, which made Shaoqiu blush for a while. Seeing that Shaoqiu was out of this room at this time, he slanted his eyes and glanced at it, and the smile on his face was still as beautiful as a peach blossom.

Hua Gu turned her back to herself at this time, and after taking a bite of the cucumber, she jumped again and jumped onto the road. Then someone came, and the cucumber he was holding in his hand was gone, and he ate it all into his stomach.

And Shaoqiu was inconvenient to follow others at this time, so he quietly slipped back to his room, sat down at the wooden table, and continued to read.