Hua Bo was holding this ghost thing at this time, and it seemed that in the deep night, there was still some light, and this light was mysterious and mysterious, so that the shrewd Hua Bo was also confused. And the weight was quite heavy, and in his hand, it was as if he were holding a piece of gold, and it was extremely cold, and I did not know what the intention of "the man" was to give this thing to himself.

The man said that he was a ghost, which was a bit reluctant, but in fact he was just some evil people, who were alone in a deserted village at this time, and all they wanted was some possessions. And such evil people, all what people think and think, is quite clear in their hearts, at this time they know that Hua Bo is jealous and hates Shaoqiu, the reason is, of course, that Shaoqiu pointed his finger and thought about Hua Bo's daughter when he was tired, originally Hua Bo didn't know much about it, but after listening to the evil man's words, he also remembered it in his heart for a while.

"Since you are so unserious, then you can't blame Lao Tzu." Hua Bo said this, and at this time he carried the heavy stone up the mountain, and at this time he walked to the mountain, and some trees suddenly gave birth to a terrible wind, poisonous snakes and beasts, strange flowers and plants, etc., after seeing this thing, they all avoided it, for fear that they would see it for no reason and bring disaster to themselves.

It's also a strange thing, it was originally a very good moonlight, for a while, the moon actually fell into the West Mountain, and the West Mountain collided with a spark, once reflected the red sky, if it weren't for Hua Bo's confidence that there was a god blessing in his life, what kind of courage did he have to stay alone on the mountain in this fashion? The waning moon fell instantly, at an incredible speed, and suddenly a fire ignited in the West Mountain, the fire was blazing, once reflecting Hua Bo's face, and in the nearby graves, someone could be vaguely heard crying, although the sound was not loud and erratic, but it was real.

Thinking of this, Hua Bo knew how powerful this thing was, the man told himself to bury this thing in the wilderness and remote poisonous snake haunted place, as long as he had this thing, Shaoqiu would never think about his daughter again in the future, and at night, even if he dreamed, he was afraid, and he would never think about a woman, even if this woman was a beautiful girl. Hua Bo looked at this thing, once this is buried, and it is buried in a weird and terrifying place, as long as this thing is buried for a month, then it will have an effect, and Shaoqiu will never think about women again.

"You don't have to blame me, you ziwei every day, thinking about Lao Tzu's daughter so unbearable, don't punish and punish you at this time, let you see what the rules are, this is okay, isn't the world in chaos?" Hua Bo said, but after saying this, he gave a terrible oh ho to the sky, and this buried the black thing in the gloomy forest, and it is said that in the middle of the night, the place where the burial is often infested with evil dragons, and some people say that they have seen the old man who has been dead for many years in that place.

It is also strange to say, after burying that thing, and then look at the sky, there is a beautiful moon ring hanging in the sky, the moonlight is as clear as water, clear and elegant, bathing in people's bodies, so that people have no distractions, all auspicious and happy. The howling of the wind on the mountain just now was already quiet, the sound of cold insects chirping could be heard gradually, and the mottled shadows of the woods under the moonlight were scattered, making people want to stay on this mountain and not want to go back in time.

At this time, because of his own sin, Hua Bo turned out to be because of the ziwei of Shaoqiu, of course, this can also be said to be a big bad thing, at least for his own little flower, once this word spreads, the consequences will be unbearable. Thinking that the reason why he is like this is just for his daughter, and this can also be said to be the responsibility of a father, Hua Bo sat on a stone for a while, looked up at the sky, and looked at the moon, the moonlight was charming, just like the girl he loved when he was young, although the girl was married away from home and had not seen her for many years, but at this time when she thought about it, she was still a little worried.

I don't know if that girl, after so many years, has her life been okay, has she had any hardships in life, encountered lawbreakers who made things difficult for her, and was wronged, can she find someone to spit out her heart, gossip about wine, and pour it into her heart? At this time, he sighed for a long time, and thought of Xiaohua again, his daughter is so beautiful, but who is Shaoqiu, who actually wants to seduce his baby daughter, and even wants to go back and cut him three times while he is not paying attention!

However, thinking of the thing he buried just now, with this thing as a disaster, presumably the days after Shaoqiu will not be much better, and his daughter, even if she regrets it in the future, but when she sees Shaoqiu's poor and depressed appearance, she is afraid that she will give up and no longer miss it so much, right? "Mom, let's see if you want my daughter in the future?!" Hua Bo stood on the mountain, soaking urine and talking to himself.

But as soon as these words came out, a strange wind blew from somewhere, and among the trees on the mountain, there seemed to be thousands of troops and horses, who were in the middle of the battlefield at this time, killing each other. But when Hua Bo turned around and opened his eyes, he couldn't see anything, and the wind gradually became quiet, which made Hua Bo wonder if the place where he was buried was an ancient battlefield?

Hua Bo buried the thing, and at this time returned to his room, and closed the door, and it was already dark outside, and the sound of chickens crowed one after another, and it seemed that it would not be long before the day would be dawn. And outside, for a while, for some reason, it was already the sound of rain, and the cold and desolation were mixed with a trace of the old man's cough.

A few days passed, and everything was fine. Shaoqiu just stayed in his own room, and when he was bored, he read poetry and played the piano, and his life was not bad.

But on this day, the sky was originally very clear, it can be said that there were no clouds, and in the blink of an eye, it was a stormy storm, and it felt like the end of the world was coming. Shaoqiu had to dispel the idea of going up the mountain for a while, because staying at home, it was really safer, recently I often heard that there are quite unknown things on the mountain, there are children because they don't listen to adults, go up the mountain alone, but so many days have passed, and they can never come back.

It is also for this reason that Shaoqiu had to stay in his own house, never dared to go out, and the wind was strong, everywhere he passed, the roof tiles were broken, broken bricks and bad trees were scattered all over the ground, walking on it, it can be said that there is no place to stay, a little careless, this will even hurt his feet. But in such a bad weather, Hua Bo walked up to him, saying that there was something important to discuss, with a smile on his face, and he was amiable.

"What is the matter with Uncle coming?" Shaoqiu asked.

"The temple on the mountain is broken, and for a while, there is no one to man, so I want to invite you to come and demolish the temple, and then ask the craftsmen to build a good one." After Hua Bo said this, he handed over another cigarette, knowing that Shaoqiu had lung disease, but it was still the case.

"This ......" Shaoqiu groaned quite deeply, because he was just sick, and his body was still extremely weak, so he was afraid that something would be inappropriate, and he would be ugly at that time, so that Xiaohua would not look down on himself, and it would not be good.

"It's okay, you just need to stand on that dangerous wall and smash it with a hammer, and the salary will not be less for you." Hua Bo said.

"Okay, but I can't go today, I haven't eaten yet, and if I go to do that heavy physical work, I'm afraid I won't be able to go hungry." Shaoqiu replied with a smile.

"No, because the project is catching up, or if you miss today, there will be no better day to tear down the wall, otherwise, it will be a mistake." Hua Bo smiled and handed over another cigarette, Shaoqiu coughed and took it, so he had to light the match again, light it, and smoke it.

Shaoqiu arrived in front of the ruined temple and looked at the building, the walls were already falling, and after surviving the wind and rain for so many years, it was time to retire. There are not a few other people who work, but Hua Bo has to do the dirtiest and most tiring work by himself, what is the purpose of this move?

With such a question, Shaoqiu climbed up, standing on this broken temple at this time, the wall was already a little damaged, but because it was built with cement, it was very firm, and he wanted to use a hammer to break it, how could he do it without more than a thousand catties of strength? At that time, one person, probably arranged by Hua Bo, stood behind him as a deputy, but when he saw the height of the wall, he didn't even dare to look below, so he didn't dare to stay on it, lying on the wall, crying in fright, and didn't dare to move.

Yes, standing in such a high place, as long as you are a little careless, the probability of falling is quite high, and the day before Shaoqiu, because of walking at night, was bitten by a dog, the wound is still there at this time, plus there is no food, at this time I want to do this job well, I am afraid that it is a little difficult. Not to mention anything else, it is already quite difficult to pick up the hundreds of pounds of hammer, and it is impossible to use this hammer to smash this wall and demolish this broken temple!

However, when he was about to slip down the wall, because he had to go down, no one dared to stand on such a high wall, which was a hundred meters from the ground, and the wall he was standing on could only accommodate the lower half of his feet. And his deputy, lying on the wall at this time, was so frightened that he cried because one of his shoes had already fallen and smashed underneath!

At this moment, a gust of wind blew in the sky, and a black cloud rose in the sky for no reason, pressing on people's heads, like a mountain, which made people breathless for a while. At that time, his deputy, because he was afraid of death, kept shouting "Dad" and "Dad", only Shaoqiu, at this time, walked slowly, although the wind was blowing, he still picked up the hammer and smashed it into the broken temple.

Suddenly, Shaoqiu was afraid, if the temple was demolished, would it offend the gods at that time? Thinking of this, I had to be a little scared for a while, because the existence of the gods is pervasive, and those who offend the gods, no matter how powerful they are, can be said to have no good end.

However, since it is Hua Bo who wants to do this by himself, for the sake of Xiaohua's face, in order to get Xiaohua, it is nothing to suffer these hardships. Then he kept picking up the hammer and smashing the wall. At this time, Shaoqiu felt that his stomach was quite uncomfortable, so he covered his stomach, wanting to put the hammer down, and then lay down on the wall to rest, but the wall was so small that it was outrageous, how could he lie down?

His deputy, at this time, had already climbed a long way, and gradually did not know where to slip away. Shaoqiu also wanted to slip away at this time, but his stomach hurt for a while, and he didn't eat, and he didn't have any strength all over his body, so he didn't know what to do.

And the feet have become extremely heavy, and with such a large hammer on his shoulder, it is impossible to walk well on this hundred-meter-high wall at this time. But Shaoqiu still didn't give up, in order to survive, and for the sake of Xiaohua, he could only walk step by step, trying to find a place to go down, because at this time the rain didn't stop falling, and if he wanted to work hard at this construction site, it was impossible.

When Shaoqiu woke up, he found himself lying in his room, a small light in the hall was on, and Hua Bo was by his side, shushing and asking for warmth. "Are you awake?" Hua Bo asked.

"Where am I?" Shaoqiu asked.

"In your own home." Faber replied.

"How could I be lying on this bed, and I can't move my legs, oh my God, what the hell is going on." Shaoqiu shouted.

"You fell off the wall because the wind was too strong." Hua Bo replied calmly.

After saying this, Hua Bo walked out of Shaoqiu's door, and when he left, he didn't forget to close the door. And Shaoqiu was lying alone in his room at this time, facing the depth of the night, and the heavy rain kept falling, and his heart was desolate, and he didn't know what was going on.