Hua Bo walked on the road of the deserted village with a load of cold potatoes, I don't know what happened, it was obviously a load of stones, but in his eyes, in an instant, it became a beautiful cold potato. Originally, I wanted to go to Luzhen to sell these "cold potatoes", so that I could buy some dowries for Xiaohua in the future, otherwise I would enter other people's houses, because the dowry was not much, or it was not good, and people looked down on it, but what should I do?

It's also strange, those stones seen on these roadsides, in the eyes of Hua Bo, have become "cold potatoes", at this time busy to pick up, soon after, the burden on the shoulders became very heavy, once to the point of not moving, and even when I saw these "cold potatoes" to the extent of crying.

"My mother," Hua Bo looked at such a large load of "cold potatoes", and couldn't help but call out to his mother at this time, "How can this be good." ”

Because the burden was too much, Hua Bo's flat burden couldn't bear the pressure, and in an instant, it broke off, and even turned into powder, so that Hua Bo could no longer pick the "cold potato" that these stones became.

There is no way, for a while, Hua Bo had to sit helplessly by his "cold potato", and the rain kept falling in the sky, at this time I don't want these things, too heavy, if it is not far from home, it is still good to say, but the distance between this place and his own house, to say the least, there must be a hundred or ten miles. Not to mention people, even if it is a cow, it is very difficult to carry these stones into his own house, and it may even be suffocated by shock due to overwork.

After picking for a while, it really didn't work, Hua Bo put down his burden, and in desperation, he had to sit on the side of the road to rest, looking at the small river going east, and in the river, for some reason, there seemed to be a voice singing poetry in a low voice. And the weather became extremely hot for a while, and I walked a long way with such a heavy stone, and at this time, I am afraid that it will not be possible to take a bath.

Besides, at this time, there seems to be a stinky fish floating in the river, although it is very stinky, but it is surprisingly big, such a stinky fish, if you can pick it up and dry it, and put more condiments such as chili peppers when frying, it should be very good. Hua Bo for a while, regardless of so much, jumped into the small river, and in an instant, he swam to the stinky fish, but at this time, I don't know why, maybe Hua Bo is really too back, even if he touches a stinky fish, in his eyes, it actually swims, splashes stabs, burrows into the depths of the river, and is already gone.

"Damn," Hua Bo muttered to himself, "It's obviously a dead fish, but Lao Tzu just touched it lightly, why did it come alive and disappear?" ”

Hua Bo is very unwilling, he usually catches fish by himself, even if it is a live one, it can be caught, once it is caught, it will not be able to run away no matter what. But today, for some reason, it turned out that it was impossible to catch a rotten dead fish, if this word was spread and let people know, then it would not be laughed at the big teeth?

Hua Bo was unwilling, at this time into the river, by the moonlight, really saw a very large live fish, and this live fish did not know what's wrong, it seemed to be sick, kept spinning on the river, dizzy, as if not willing to live in the river anymore, but to go to the sky. Hua Bo chased after him, but at this time, he was very worried about his burden, once there were any bad people who wanted to murder their own licensed goods and steal their own "cold potatoes", but what should they do?

I didn't want to chase the big fish that I couldn't find in the north, or my own "cold potato" was important, so I didn't chase it, and in an instant, I returned to my own burden, because by the faint moonlight, I saw a person wandering secretly, and the sneaky look was very suspicious, as if I wanted to hit my own "cold potato" idea.

When he was about to swim back, the big fish jumped in front of him again, and seemed to be able to reach out and catch it. He swam towards the big fish with all his might.

But at this time, for some reason, Hua Bo felt extremely weak up and down his body, and his legs began to twitch for a while. Not only that, but at this time, Hua Bo wanted to sleep very much, and then closed his eyes, as if the river was his bed, and wanted to sleep well for a while.

After all, it took a long time to pick a stone, and at this time, it would be a lie to say that it was not difficult. Coupled with the inability to swim to the shore, for a while, I felt that I had to stay in this river and rest for a while, and it was not possible to close my eyes and dream in this river at this time.

Hua Bo gradually sank into the river, and under this river, where the stones were mixed, in an instant, a small temple-like house appeared, and for some reason, although this house was very small, but it looked very similar to his own house, it was born in a mother's womb.

When Hua Bo sank into the river, he didn't forget what day it was, it was half of July, and at this time, hundreds of ghosts were infested, and in the river, there were water ghosts dragging their feet. But why did he sink into these waters and not even want to go back?

All of a sudden, in a vague and hazy situation, Hua Bo wandered in front of the door of his house, originally thinking that the door was very small, if you go in, if you are not afraid of touching off a layer of skin, it is not impossible, but such a small room, once you enter, in case you can't get out, or stuck by the door, how to do it?

"Am I mistaken?" When Hua Bo put his head into his own door, he thought for a moment, "Is this really your own house?" ”

Hua Bo actually sank in the river, and for some reason, maybe he was too inauthentic, otherwise, why did he see a house under the river at this time, and this house was very similar to his new house? Hua Bo originally wanted to go in and take a rest, so he kept shouting to Aunt Hua, asking Aunt Hua to pick up the load of "cold potatoes" not far away into the house, otherwise, if it is placed in a desert where there is no one, not only will it rain heavily, but the thieves will also calculate.

I don't know why, in the small house like a land temple under the water, Hua Bo shouted softly at this time, Aunt Hua came out, and it was similar to the Aunt Hua in her own family, but she felt a little smaller, and she lost a lot of weight, and for a while, Hua Bo didn't believe it, could this be her own woman?

Hua Bo is still a little sober-minded, and he feels that this place seems a little weird, and he doesn't want to stay in this place, so he has to go back. But at this time, I found that the house was full of gold, and I saw some jade and agate in a small corner, and for a while, I no longer had any nostalgia for the "cold potatoes" on the shore, and I would rather die than stay with these treasures, and no longer want to guard the "cold potatoes" that can't be sold.

After entering, Hua Bo found that for some reason, although the house was under the water, there was no water in it. And this place, and the newly renovated house, it is exactly the same, luxuriously decorated, and the walls are inlaid with a lot of gold and jade vessels, and a cow's head is simmering on the stove of the hall house, constantly emitting bursts of tempting fragrance.

For a moment, because the river outside seemed to be coming in, and he was afraid of wetting these things, he closed the door of the house, which was a huge red door, and this door was made of silver, and it was very valuable. At this time, he gently closed the door of the house, and sat alone in this room with a bright and clean window, and his heart was very useful, and he was happy, and he wanted to find someone to talk to, so he kept calling out Aunt Hua's name.

But after shouting for a while, there was no one at all, and after walking a few steps at this time, I found a small paper figure standing in the darkness, with a smile on my face, but it was not my own woman? Hua Bo stepped forward and kissed his woman's face, he hadn't seen him for many days, and at this time, in a critical situation, he was really happy to see his woman for no reason.

Hua Bo originally wanted to stay in this small palace for the rest of his life, but inadvertently, he remembered his "cold potatoes", and if he didn't transport them into his house at this time, I am afraid it would not be possible. Originally, I was extremely worried about the heavy burden in my heart, and I was afraid that I would not be able to pick it into my house, but I didn't think that my house was in this place, and for a while, I was really happy.

Then he went out of the house, but after going out, he found that there was a big water outside the house, and it was turbid, and he could still see the fish infested, and Hua Bo moved very fast, no, he got a fish that swam past him, and there happened to be a willow branch beside him, and he tied a knot under the willow branch, and then passed the willow branch through the gills of the fish, and carried it in his hand for a while, ready to leave.

"Damn, it's a temple," Hua Bo said, looking at his little room, "I'm glad I came out, otherwise it might be over." ”

But at this time, Hua Bo found that his wallet was missing, probably lost in the small temple, so he wanted to go in and get it back, but at this time, after a wave, the small temple disappeared in an instant. Hua Bo had no choice but to surface, and when he looked outside, the moonlight was like water, and when the water and the sky met, he saw that his burden was still placed on the bank of the river, waiting for him to pick it up.

Finally swam to the bank of the river, Hua Bo was already unable to move, and his whole body was constantly trembling, and if he stayed in the river like this, something bad might happen. I wanted to rest by the river for a while, but I was worried about my "cold potato", afraid that if a thief stole it, what should I do, and my family would go to drink the northwest wind in the future?

Crawling to the side of his own burden, Hua Bo didn't even dare to open his eyes for a while, for fear that he couldn't bear the too heavy blow of life, in case someone stole his "cold potato", leaving only an empty basket in front of him, then what will be good? Hua Bo was lying on his side of his burden at this time, not daring to open his eyes for a long time, not afraid of 10,000, just in case, if he couldn't see his "cold potato", then his life seemed to be over with the theft of "cold potato".

Let's say that Zhang San is also a night walker, walking and walking, and suddenly, he saw Hua Bo lying on the side of his burden with his eyes closed, and for a while, he was very angry. Because for some reason, Hua Bo once peeped on himself, and he inadvertently passed by the door of his house that day, and Hua Bo spit on people's faces for no reason after seeing Zhang San.

If it is ordinary phlegm, it is nothing, but this phlegm is very dirty, and it is spit on Zhang San's face, and for a while, it can't be wiped away, and it can't be wiped off. Zhang San had no choice but to leave the thick phlegm on his face, went to a remote corner, and went on a date with his girlfriend. His girlfriend found that Zhang Sanzhi was not hygienic, otherwise, there would be no phlegm on his face, so after vomiting for a while, he proposed to break up and followed another man who had a grudge against Zhang San.

Zhang San's entry into Lu Town this time was just to look for that man, and after looking for a day, he saw that it was dark and night, but he still didn't give up, and he had to find the man who had an enmity with him. But in the end, I stopped, because I couldn't find it at all, and I saw that it was night, and it was the Midyear Festival, and it was very haunted, and I wanted to stay in the hotel, but because of this incident, I didn't plan to live in the world.

Otherwise, Zhang San would not have walked alone on this desolate path on the night of the Midyear Festival. He simply wanted to end his life by the hand of a ghost.

After walking for a short time, I met Hua Bo, and when I saw him with his eyes closed, I remembered for a moment the phlegm he spit on his face, all of which was due to him, so I kept slapping Hua Bo.

"Who hit me?" Although Hua Bo was beaten, he didn't dare to open his eyes, for fear that if he couldn't see the "cold potato" he had worked so hard to grow, he might not be able to bear the big blow psychologically, and once it collapsed, it would not be good.

Zhang San kept slapping Hua Bo, and if he didn't breathe, it wouldn't work. If it weren't for this person, why would he be alone in this wilderness, and he wouldn't even want to live at this time?

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