At this time, in front of Widow Liu's house, many people stood in the patio, saying that she was not, otherwise, the monk would not have hanged himself on the mountain. Widow Liu faced the reproach of everyone and did not dare to come out, for fear that if she came out, she would not be able to say that others, some unreasonable shrews, this would very likely poison herself.

It's better to stay in the house, at least no one dares to trespass into the house, and it is relatively safe to hide in a dark corner at this time, although it is bustling outside, but it is deserted in his house, and a cicada can almost be heard clearly.

People have made things difficult for Widow Liu, shameless, it has reached such a point that someone angrily banged on her door, but the door was closed, and for a while, if I wanted to go in, I was afraid that it would not work. People stayed outside and scolded a few words of mother, scaring and scaring Widow Liu, so they left quickly, not daring to stay for a long time, for fear that if it was not good, it would not be able to think about it, and it was not a matter to find a short-term view.

"It's because of her that she died, otherwise, why would someone be a good monk, so why would they find a short-sighted relationship?" Someone said this, and when he said this, he cursed another very ugly wild word, whistled, and left immediately.

"For such a person who lacks morality, it is best to stay away from my husband, otherwise let the old lady catch it, and you will have good fruit to eat." A spat like this, and then yelled in front of the door of Widow Liu's house, which frightened a man's courage at that time, and immediately dispersed, disappearing somewhere.

At night, after the monks were hurriedly buried, for a while, the deserted village was peaceful again, only the sound of chickens and dogs barking came in bursts, and people recalled these past events, and there was almost nothing left in their hearts except for a faint desolation.

That night, because the house was haunted, the bandit was in the middle of the night, when there was no one in front of the door, someone walked in front of the door for no reason, opened the door and looked out, except for the faint moonlight, but there was almost nothing. On this night, the bandit did not want to stay in his house, because it was very unsafe, and it was impossible to say that he was not afraid.

However, the people of the deserted village hated him to the core, and no one wanted to be his companion, and people would rather die than live with the bandits. Otherwise, at night, there would be no unclean things in front of his house, and even frightening things would be said that if he continued to live in the near future, his life would be affected.

However, there is no way to do it, because the bandits believe in fate, and what is destined can be reversed by manpower alone? I had to resign myself to fate, otherwise what else could I do?

One night, the moonlight was dark, and it would be nice to have a woman by his side on such a night, but the people of the deserted village were very unkind to him, and they couldn't wait to sleep on his skin and eat his flesh, and those women would rather marry some beggars and wanderers than follow the bandits.

In such a bleak night, the bandits had to live alone, otherwise, what else could they do? At this time, I wanted to sleep, but suddenly, I heard someone walking through the door of his house, and the footsteps were very clear.

The bandit felt a little strange, and even frightened, because he felt that there seemed to be a woman walking in front of his house, otherwise he would not have come out to look. When I came out, I heard the very crisp sound of a woman's high heels hitting the bluestone floor from my room. Smelling such a voice, I can't help but make the black bandit feel frightened, scared for a while, and a burst of ecstasy, because in such a night, it is also very good to have a woman to accompany him.

After soaking in urine, the black bandit got into his room, and the lights went out by himself at once, so he had to light the lights and see, in his own room, there was no one at all, but the footsteps just now, where did this come from? For a while, the black bandit couldn't stop scolding his mother in fright, and it seemed that if he didn't scold like this for a while, he would feel extremely terrifying.

After scolding for a while, the bandit stopped scolding, because he felt that the words he scolded were not even scolding others, but like scolding himself. From time to time, the lips are swollen, and I can barely open my mouth, and it is a little difficult to speak.

For a while, in the face of all kinds of situations alone, I still don't know what to do, and I can't escape, otherwise, if people know, they will laugh at themselves, saying that they are as timid as a mouse, and they are not a manly husband. The bandit would rather die than be ridiculed like this, but it is not appropriate to live in this place, because the night is so terrible that it is so terrible that he does not dare to live anymore, but he does not know where to go.

Let's say that Shaoqiu stayed in his room that night, sitting under a lamp, reading a book. At this time of life, there is no place to speak, people do not wait to see themselves, so they can only sit at the desk and talk about a few pages of books.

When I was reading a book, I suddenly heard someone knocking on the door outside the door, and the shot was very heavy, the door was broken, and I could hardly stand it, but fortunately, the man saw that it was not a problem, and broke the door of the scholar for no reason, and he felt that it was inappropriate. After beating the door for a while, Shaoqiu opened the dilapidated and somewhat old wooden door, and greeted him with a black bandit, who appeared in Shaoqiu's house at this time, but he wanted to change with Shaoqiu, he lived in Shaoqiu's house, but he wanted Shaoqiu to live in his house.

"I'm not going, I can't get used to living in your house, so you might as well invite someone else." Shaoqiu said.

But halfway through this, Shaoqiu didn't dare to say it, because the black bandit was carrying a gun at this time, in case he angered him, it was not a thing, and the people in the deserted village who died in his hands were not nothing. At this time, seeing that the bandit insisted on living in another place with him, he had no choice, so in order to survive, he had no choice but to do so.

Shaoqiu lived in the black bandit's house for a while, of course, if he knew that the black bandit's house was haunted, presumably Shaoqiu wouldn't have gone, right? Fortunately, I didn't know at this time.

And the black bandit lived in Shaoqiu's house at this time, and he also learned Shaoqiu's tone, and read the book in a low tone, not to mention, the black bandit read this book, and the people in the past listened to it and praised it. Those people who passed by stopped one after another, because it was the first time to listen to the bandits reading, and it was a little novel.

The black bandit read for a while, of course, this is indiscriminate, and even the book is taken upside down, Dou Da doesn't know a basket of characters, reading and reading, this is a little sleepy, for a while, no matter how much, lying on the desk, this fell asleep.

When the black bandit slept, there was a sound of rain outside the door at this time, and from time to time in the sky, there was a layer of fog, and the smoke was filled, and there was no acquaintance standing on the opposite side, let alone the people who were far away at this time?

In the fog, Hua Bo came to the door of Shaoqiu's house slowly, and at this time, he came here just to kill Shaoqiu by the will of God. Otherwise, once God says that the monk was killed by him, for a while, I am afraid that it will be bad, there will be some trouble, and even shooting is possible.

What's more, when I came here at this time, I also dreamed of it on weekdays, otherwise, it wouldn't be a matter to let this poor man take his daughter for nothing, right? Then he came to the door of Shaoqiu's house, and wanted to cut him a few times, so that he could get angry, otherwise, such a toad ate his daughter's swan meat, and he really didn't know where to vent his anger?

I didn't dare. It just so happens that the fog is thick at this time, and it is just right to cut off people, otherwise, you will not be able to make a difference, and you will offend the gods, and the consequences can be said to be very bad.

Of course, in ordinary nights, Liang Huabo didn't dare to do this, but who made the sky foggy, and this came to the door of Shaoqiu's house, and at this time, the door of the house, because it was beaten by the bandits, was already dilapidated, revealing a big hole, otherwise, no matter how thin Hua Bo was, it would not be able to get in.

As soon as he got in, in this fog, it was like a straw boat borrowing an arrow, and he slashed at this "Shaoqiu". All of a sudden, "Shaoqiu" woke up, and when he saw someone doing such a murderous thing, he didn't say a word, but roared, straight like a lion and tiger, and the smell made people change color.

"What are you doing with me?" The black bandit stood up at this time and asked Hua Bo.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding." Hua Bo was busy explaining.

"I misunderstand your size." The black bandit also got angry at this time, so he punched and kicked this Hua Bo, so that this Hua Bo was really crying and calling his mother for a while, and he immediately escaped and returned to his house.

The black bandit felt that Shaoqiu's house was unlucky at this time, so he also returned to his own house, drove Shaoqiu away, closed the door, and went to bed.

Shaoqiu returned to his room and closed the door, although the door was a little dilapidated, but after closing it, he really felt much safer. At this time, it was raining outside the door, and listening to the sound of the rain, it was really good.

And Hua Bo, because he slashed the bandits, stayed in his house at this time, restless, and wanted to escape, otherwise, once the bandits seek revenge, they would also slash themselves like this, which would be inappropriate. But the night was so deep that there was nowhere to go for a while, but staying in this place was not a thing.

The wind kept roaring, and in the roar of the wind, Hua Bo didn't feel sleepy, just opened one eye, afraid that this black bandit would break into his door from time to time, but what should he do then?

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