On such a rainy night, it seems that people can't sleep if they can't hear Xiao Mao's scolding, no, they all pour out of the house, sit under the eaves, and quietly listen to the movement outside. At this time in the past, with the whispering words of Xiaohe, Xiao Mao would come as promised, or sit on a stone at the bottom of the mountain, or stand alone on the top of the high mountain, and keep scolding the street.

Only by listening to Xiao Mao scolding the street, people can sleep with peace of mind, and there is still a faint smile before going to bed, it seems that as long as Xiao Mao is there, then he is not the worst in the world, and he can have a little arrogance, and besides, if there is anything that the deserted village does not deal with, such as ghosts and monsters, these unclean things, you can not be afraid, because there is Xiao Mao.

The existence of Xiao Mao is like a lightning rod, which can protect people's safety, and some terrible dirty things will only look for Xiao Mao's no, and they will never dare to do anything to people. But tonight, for some reason, people lay in bed, and for a moment, they felt that the deserted village was quiet, and they could not hear anything, and they could not hear the sound of the wind, the rain, or even the sound of the river going east.

People are very frightened for a while, and some people think of Xiao Mao, as long as Xiao Mao is there, then he will be safe, even if he is looking for a substitute for the dead, he will never find himself, because Xiao Mao is there.

However, at this time, I can't hear anything, Xiao Mao's beautiful scolding on the street, at this time, quietly, like a stone buried in the depths of a barren mountain, I can't hear it at all. All of a sudden, people were so frightened that they didn't seem to find Xiao Mao back, and if they didn't continue to scold the street, people's lives would not be able to go on.

The people of the deserted village all started up, and took advantage of the night to walk to Xiaomao's house, when the night was deep, the rain had stopped, and the beautiful sound of the small river was heard again.

Xiao Mao stayed in his dilapidated house at this time, and for a while, he couldn't move, otherwise, he still wanted to stand on the top of the mountain and continue his work of scolding the street, because fate was too unfair, not only did he have no woman, but at night, he often saw ghosts haunting, walking around his house from time to time, haunting his house and not knowing what to say.

Of course, because Xiao Mao is short-sighted, he doesn't know that this is some ghost who has just died cursing him, otherwise, according to Xiao Mao's temper, no matter how timid he is, he will be in a hurry.

This ghost is talking about some ghost talismans, as a normal person, how can you understand it? Only an old Taoist priest not far away understood how powerful this ghost curse was, but he didn't say it, because Xiao Mao was not a character at all, he died when he died, it was no big deal, and it was not worth dying for it.

Xiao Mao stayed in his dilapidated hut, facing the wind outside and the laughter of people, for a while, he could only pretend not to hear, and even put some mud on his ears, otherwise, it would be a little uncomfortable to hear the kind of words that ridiculed people to death, right? Tonight, I wanted to go out and continue my work of scolding the street, but for some reason, for a while, my stomach was very painful.

At this time, I saw the big rat I saw at Widow Liu's house again, and for some reason, I jumped from Widow Liu's house to my house. But I don't know why, I can't get up, up and down my body, there is no place that is not sore, and it is very difficult to open my eyes.

Therefore, for the appearance of this big rat, Xiao Mao can only sigh for a long time, there is no way at all, at this time I want to yell, otherwise, watching this big mouse is eating a small toe on his foot little by little, like this, it is not a thing, is it?

The terrible ghost outside the door, taking advantage of the night, kept cursing, for a while, between heaven and earth, it can really be said that it is a chaos, not distinguishing between east and west, north and south, reaching out and not seeing five fingers, and the rain at this time I don't know why, I don't dare to fall, otherwise, it really drenched this ghost, I'm afraid it's not appropriate.

A cow hit the ghost and passed, at this time I looked at the ghost, I was going to go, but I forcibly broke into the cattle pen, and wanted to steal some crops on the mountain, but inadvertently, I ran into a ghost, and I was very scared for a while, which scared me out of a big thing, and once I could speak human words, no, I kept shouting "uncle" to this ghost. The ghost knew that the cow's heart was not right, and he thought about stealing the crops, and for a while, he did not blame, but he was very encouraged, and even gave him a thumbs up, "Well done, well done!" ”

Sent away the cow, the ghost around Xiao Mao's dilapidated house, kept muttering something, this is only not far away Taoist priest understands, it can be said to be extremely vicious, originally wanted to stop one or two, but read that Xiao Mao was dragged by the water monster, some look down on this person, this dispelled this idea of redemption, sat on the side and watched, and even slapped from time to time to encourage the ghost's curse.

The sound of the ghost's curse became louder and louder, and the Taoist priest could hear it clearly, only Xiao Mao was in the dark, I don't know what was going on, but I just felt that my stomach was uncomfortable, and even pulled up my stomach, but I couldn't move at all, and let the big mouse keep gnawing on his toes. From time to time, my toes were really about to be bitten off, but there was no way, I couldn't move, I couldn't scream, I could only watch the big rat keep biting, eating away at my toes little by little.

At this moment, I saw a figure appear outside the window, and these figures flashed, and then they went somewhere. These people are those who came to visit the deserted village, and they want to hear Xiao Maozhi continue to scold the street, otherwise, at night, Nai himself will not be able to sleep! It is also for himself to have a good night's sleep, so he came in a hurry, otherwise, your feet do not step on the ground, in any case, even if this little hair takes eight sedan chairs to lift, he will never come.

These people gathered together in this dilapidated house, and looked by the light of the bean-sized lamp, and it was really surprising to see that a giant rat was eating the toes of the little hair, and for a moment they exchanged glances with each other, and then they left. In order not to disturb the work of the rat, when leaving, it is necessary to be silent, and the action cannot be lighter, otherwise, it will be inappropriate to disturb the work of the rat.

People are back in their own rooms, and they can sleep peacefully at this time, because of the existence of Xiao Maozhi, when they think of it, they will have a faint smile on their faces, otherwise, it is impossible to sleep peacefully at this time.

Xiao Mao faced this matter for a while, it was really sad, and gradually, he saw that his toes seemed to be about to be eaten, if he said it, what should he do? People will no longer look down on themselves.

But it's helpless, because at this time I can't move at all, of course, this is thanks to the ghosts outside, if it weren't for the ghosts who kept cursing, why did I get here? Of course, Xiao Mao will not see ghosts, only an old Taoist priest not far away sees it, but he refuses to say it, otherwise, in case Shuo Rat is driven out of his house, he will be healthy at that time, and he will disturb Widow Liu, which is afraid that it will be inappropriate.

Because the old Taoist priest is determined to win Widow Liu, how can he allow others to sleep soundly on the side of the couch, this matter is absolutely impossible, and he will never lend a helping hand, even if this little Mao is dead, it is also the same.

In the face of this big mouse, Xiao Mao wanted to scold the street again at this time, because it was too bullying, but no matter how he struggled, he couldn't scold, at most he just whispered two unspoken words, and when he said this, it could be said that there was no sound. Can't scare away this big rat.

In the face of this predicament, Xiao Mao shed tears, and soon after, seeing that his toes were gradually gone, the rat for a while, this slipped away, and he never dared to stay in Xiao Mao's house again, otherwise, there may be some unforeseen disasters waiting for him, why not leave early, never come again?

After the rat left, the powerful ghosts in front of the door also dispersed for a while, otherwise, it would be a matter of doing too many evils, in case God knew that once he was angry, it would not be fun. But don't worry too much, because Xiao Mao scolded the street, it turned out to be lawless, and he scolded the heavens with him, otherwise, no matter how powerful this ghost is, I am afraid that I will not dare to make a mistake.

After the rat left, Xiao Mao was able to move around again, and at this time he had the intention to urinate, and when he took off his pants and was about to pee, he found that his thing was gone. Maybe while he was asleep, the rat and mouse bit it off, right?

Soon after, Xiao Mao scolded the street again and night, listening to the sound of scolding the street, people hit the festival to celebrate, such a beautiful sound of scolding the street, it has been a long time. Many men, since Xiaomao no longer scolded the street, this is insomnia every night, unable to sleep, is about to find a doctor to heal, but heard that the doctor is also unable to sleep, so this has to be like this, otherwise what else?

is in the despair of life, and suddenly, I heard Xiao Mao scolding the street again, and this voice became more poignant and enjoyable than before. The people of the deserted village, it is precisely because of this little hair's scolding that they can sleep peacefully every night, and even when they do that with their own women, they have become infinitely powerful and hard.

One day, for some reason, some people think that Xiao Mao is scolding himself, of course, this is a drunken thing that he said after being drunk, why would ordinary people think so? Xiaomao didn't name him, why did he scold him, isn't this deliberately looking for trouble, what is the explanation?

The drunk, taking advantage of the drunkenness, plus his own woman, because he didn't study well, went to Luzhen every day to steal some things, such as flat shoulders, chairs, etc. His own woman followed the person, and went away with a person she had never known in her life, leaving only the drunk man in this empty room for a while, living a difficult life.

At this time, I heard Xiao Mao scolding the street for no reason, and I thought that I was dissatisfied with myself, so I ignored the sharp rise of the flood, threw myself into the river, crossed the river, this is Xiao Mao's home, without saying a word, while I was drunk, I beat this Xiao Mao, which was almost dead and alive.

Because of this, for a long time, people have not heard Xiao Mao scolding the street, in the days when there is no Xiao Mao scolding the street, for some reason, it is uncomfortable, it seems that such a day is not a day.

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