Shao Qiuzhi was lying in the room, coughing from time to time, and people didn't want to fix him at this time, the coughing sound was simple, and the whole room trembled for it. Some people even can't sleep at night because of the noisy people of the young autumn, and they often want to go to extremes, even at the cost of their lives, and end up with it.

Shaoqiu, as a person who reads, has no way to suffer from this hateful disease, and this disease cannot be cured in a day or two. I even want to leave it at that.

That night, when Shaoqiu was coughing, he heard someone knocking on the door, and the sound was so loud that it was incomparable to Shaoqiu's cough. Shaoqiu's days in the world are numbered, this is something that the people in the deserted village know, and at night, who is so unkind that he lies in front of his house and laughs incessantly?

Shaoqiu didn't want to listen to this voice for a while, but at this time, the doctor told him to live and recuperate, never overwork, and to maintain enough sleep is a big thing. But when this man knocks on the door, the sound is as loud as thunder, even if he is heartless and heartless, he should be sleepless.

At this time, I had to get up, open the door of the house, and see that the person standing outside was definitely none other than a bandit, and I didn't know why I came to the door again, wasn't it to see my jokes? At this time, it was June, and the heat of the day could be imagined, and the people in the ordinary deserted villages stayed in their own halls at this time, and there was no reason to go out.

"Come with me up to the mountains to harvest rice!" The black bandit stood in front of Shao Qiuzhi with a basket and said so. Of course, the bandits' actions are also helpless, if it weren't for the nightmare the night before yesterday, it was the two old ghosts who caught themselves and threatened them with knives, saying, in a few days, he will have a bloody disaster!

"Is there a way to resolve it?" The bandit asked in his dream.

"Unless......" the two old ghosts muttered.

"Unless what?" The black bandit asked anxiously.

"Unless you pull up the young autumn and go to the mountains to hunt grass together." The two old ghosts said with a smile.

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After listening to the words of the two old ghosts, the black bandit stopped sleeping, and immediately got up from the bed, then picked up the basket, walked to the door of Shaoqiu's house, and asked him to follow him to hunt he. Shaoqiu was sleepless all night, and at this time, he didn't have any strength, plus he was sick and coughed, so if he really went to fight, I was afraid that the consequences would be unbearable.

However, because of the bandit's insistence, it was inconvenient for Shaoqiu to brush his mind for a while, so he had to follow him up the mountain, but he still kept coughing on the way up the mountain, and even coughed up blood from his nose. But the bandits don't care so much, if they don't follow him at this time, it may be the bandits themselves who have an accident.

On the mountain roads of deserted villages, in the middle of the night, poisonous snakes are often infested. And the black bandit was too lazy to light a torch for convenience, so he could only ask Shaoqiu to explore the way in front for a while, even if it was a poisonous snake, it could only be Shaoqiu bitten.

The mountain road was already rugged, and Shaoqiu's eyes were still a little short-sighted, and he stepped on a long thing for a while, thinking it was a poisonous snake, and his mood was quite uncomfortable. And when I stepped on that long thing, there was still some pain in my feet, could it be that I was really bitten by a poisonous snake?

At this time, I want to see the wound, but there are no torches on this mountain road, all of them are just fireflies in twos and threes. But the glimmer of fireflies is not enough to see the situation on the feet, and I don't care about it for a while, but I hope God willing, so that I won't make a big deal happen to myself.

"Let's go!" When the black bandit saw Shaoqiu grinding on the ground, he kicked him in the ass, and did not go up the mountain as soon as possible, and did not take advantage of the cool to harvest the rice, once it rained, this would be indispensable. Of course, the main purpose is to save oneself from the scourge of blood.

And Shaoqiu, who could have supported it for a while with his own willpower, but how did he do it at this time, since he was bitten by a poisonous snake, and this venom didn't know where he was in his body for a while? If you don't deal with it early, it seems quite inappropriate.

"I can't walk." Shaoqiu said such a sentence to the black bandit, at this time, he really sat on the ground with his ass, and he didn't dare to go forward at all, for fear that if it was bitten by a poisonous snake, if he continued like this, he was afraid that it would be bad, and he would be tired and second.

"Why don't you leave?" The black bandit stepped forward at this time and roared like this.

"I ......" Shaoqiu originally wanted to say that he was bitten by a poisonous snake, but he was afraid that once he said it, it would make people laugh, so he didn't say a word for a while.

"Get up!" The black bandit kicked Shaoqiu's body twice at this time, otherwise it was not enough to make himself angry, if it wasn't for Shaoqiu, why would he have such a broken dream?

Shaoqiu had no choice but to get up from the ground, at this time he looked at the black bandit, and he didn't dare to do anything to him for a while, at this time his body was inferior to others, once he started fighting, of course he was not the opponent of the black bandits, not to mention that he was still a scholar. I didn't dare to say anything.

After threshing a load of millet on the mountain, the sun in the sky was also quite high, and it was about noon, under the scorching sun, the heaven and the earth were hot. Not far away, the plants and trees on a large mountain were ablaze, and where the fire passed, all the pieces were broken, and even the stones were reduced to ashes.

The road back is quite uneven, and it will be even more difficult if you pick up a load of grain, not to mention that Shaoqiu is still sick at this time. Of course, at first, he suspected that he had been bitten by a poisonous snake, but at this time, after dawn, he realized that there was no such thing, and there was no wound on his foot.

Maybe it's just a straw rope. But this is going back, and if this load of grain is picked back, the mountain road is so far away, and the weight of this load of grain is not a few, the black bandit called Shaoqiu for a while, and he himself just looked at a book that fell out of Shaoqiu's pocket.

Shaoqiu walked in front of him with a load of grain, because he was uncomfortable, he coughed from time to time, and the doctor's instructions also told him not to be too tired, but at this time, carrying this hundreds of pounds of grain, his nose was tired and bleeding for a while. However, the bandit tore off a page of Shaoqiu's book, rolled it into a paper tube, and stuffed it into Shaoqiu's nose indiscriminately, which made him continue to carry the grain forward.

It is not easy to climb the 8,000-meter-high slope with this load of grain, but if you don't climb it, the bandits may have to beat people again. There was no way, so I had to carry this load of millet and keep climbing up the mountain, several times, Shaoqiu couldn't stand it anymore, and even wanted to roll down the mountain.

Originally, there should have been some snow and ice on this mountain because of its high altitude, but here it is completely different, there is no ice or snow at all, and the stones, because they are closer to the sun, are even hotter than under the mountain. And the bandits, when they are tired of climbing the mountain, can still sit down and read a book or something, or if it is not good, they can also look at the distant hillside and see the pride of going east of the river.

But Shaoqiu is different, at this time, carrying this load of hundreds of pounds of millet, has climbed to more than 7,000 meters, but there is still the last more than 1,000 meters, and this last part of the journey is the most dangerous, many farmers are in this final stage, accidentally fell down the mountain, and ended up with no bones. And the clouds overhead, one by one, burst into flames, and it was possible that people's hair would have burned for a while, if it weren't for Shaoqiu's cleverness and wearing a green iron hat on his head, his hair might really be gone at this time.