There was no one in the wilderness, only the wind was blowing, and from time to time there was the sound of the stonemasons in the stone yard digging the tombstones, which was not too big, but at this time, it was extremely real. Uncle Feng didn't even dare to sleep, knowing that there was no one in that stone quarry at all, and there was a sound of digging stones from the nobody's stone quarry, the meaning of this, it goes without saying, it can really be said to be terrifying and abnormal, and it would be good to have someone to accompany him at this time.

I lay on the dilapidated bed for a while, I felt bored, and in the middle of the night, I was afraid that I couldn't sleep, but now I had to get up from the bed, and I wanted to go out, but because of fear and the raging wind, I didn't dare to go out. I had to lie down by the window, looking outside, under the faint skylight, I saw a thin figure in the stone field, bending over and busy from time to time, daring to love the sound of digging the stone is due to him.

After watching it for a while, Uncle Feng didn't dare to look at it, because he felt a little incredible, it was not that he had never been to that stone field, there was no one at all, why was there a thin figure haunting it? I don't understand, for a while, I don't think about these things, let's sleep, tomorrow, I have to leave this place no matter what, in the future, even if there is more firewood and more mushrooms on the mountain, it will not come.

Although it was windy outside, it was peaceful to stay in this room, and there was no discomfort at all, and at this time I gradually closed my eyes, because of the fatigue of my body, I ran around for most of the night, and I really had to take a good rest.

At this moment, the door suddenly opened, and there was a loud sound, as if someone was standing by the gate and inviting him to go out, the person's face was still not clear, his body was relatively thin, his face was gloomy and the sky was like rain, he didn't want to go out, but this person insisted on pleading, and it seemed too rude not to go out and walk around at this time.

Uncle Feng got up from the bed, went out of the door, covered it casually, followed the man, and walked forward continuously, and soon after, he stood on the stone field.

On the stone field, at this time, there was a thin old man who was constantly chiseling stones, and standing behind him was an old woman, wearing only one red shoe on her foot, and the other foot was empty, nothing, maybe stepping on something sharp or something, it was actually injured, and bleeding continuously.

"I told you to put my shoes in the place where they were," said the old woman in a red shoe, "but you were so good that you threw them away, you ...... Where the hell did you throw my shoes? ”

"I threw it in that piece of water, but by this time, after so long, I was afraid that I couldn't remember it for a while." Uncle Feng replied like this, his face was very frightened, he was afraid that the old woman would do something vicious and make her die without a place to be buried.

"But I can't find my shoes." The old woman was a little angry, so she took a sip.

"This ......" Uncle Feng was speechless for a while, his face was very ugly, and he didn't know how to answer.

Uncle Feng didn't dare to stay in that stone quarry, so he had to keep fleeing forward, but after escaping for a while, for some reason, he actually put on a red shoe, which he threw into that water. This is obviously a shoe that is not suitable for oneself, wearing it on one's own feet, for some reason, it is very uncomfortable, and if you want to successfully escape from this place, wearing such a shoe, it will definitely not work.

For a while, seeing that no one came forward to chase him, Uncle Feng sat on the ground, trying to rip off the shoe on his foot, and after picking it for a while, he inadvertently broke the red shoe. However, even if it was broken, it could not be detached from his feet, so he had to wear these shoes and keep running away.

After escaping for a while, Uncle Feng felt that he had stepped into a crack in the stone, and the red shoe was stuck, and it was absolutely impossible to pull his foot out of that gap at this time. But the pursuer is behind, if he doesn't pull his foot out, it's also a death, and he didn't hear the people behind him keep shouting, saying that they were going to kill him.

"Look where you're going." At this time, the crack in the stone actually spoke, which scared Uncle Feng so much, he looked at the sky, the night was still so thick, if there was someone with him at this time, it would be good, but how could this be?

While he was struggling in pain, the people who pursued him were in front of him in the blink of an eye. The leader, of course, was the old woman, who was also wearing a red shoe, and when she saw that Uncle Feng was stuck, she quietly stepped forward, grabbed his shoe, drew a knife, and wanted to cut off her feet together.

With a knife, Uncle Feng couldn't stop crying and calling his mother, and when he opened his eyes, he still didn't see anything, it turned out that it was just a dream. It was still raining outside, and the sound of digging stones could still be heard in the stone field not far away.

Uncle Feng looked at his foot, although it was not broken, but it was bleeding, a mouse bit his foot, at this time he was very angry, he stepped forward, and without saying a word, he was going to kill the mouse. But at this time, there was another voice not far away, the voice was very terrible, and it actually said that the mouse was his son, and Uncle Feng was not allowed to kill it.

"What?" Uncle Feng was still a little stunned for a while, "How can this mouse be your son?" ”

"It was my son, and because he was disobedient, I made it like this." So says the voice of God.

"But it bit me, no, my foot kept bleeding." Uncle Feng said a little angrily.

"Then it doesn't matter to me, you can't kill my son anyway, or I will kill you and sacrifice my son with your blood." So says the voice of God.

"Okay." Uncle Feng replied helplessly.

Just as he was talking, the mouse came forward again, and while Uncle Feng was not paying attention, he bit off another piece of meat on his foot, so painful that Uncle Feng didn't even want to live, so without saying a word, he rushed over and killed the mouse immediately.

"You killed my son?" God's voice asked.

"It's going to bite me." Uncle Feng replied with a bitter expression.

"You can't kill my son by biting you, and now you have to bring my son back to life, or else," the voice of God echoed in the night sky, "and it won't be long before you do." ”

Uncle Feng knew a little about medicine, boiled a bowl of ginseng soup at this time, and after taking it, he put some Yunnan Baiyao on the wound of the mouse, and soon after, but seeing that he woke up slowly, he lowered his head and licked his wound, and in the blink of an eye, he fled from here and hurriedly went out.

"That's pretty much it." God's voice came in from outside.

Uncle Feng breathed a long sigh of relief, still thinking about the shoes in his heart, worried that the god would be in trouble, so he took his own life.

"Forget it, those shoes are a little worn out anyway, and the old body is gone." God's voice reappeared.

"I'm sorry," Uncle Feng said apologetically, "I didn't know it was your shoes, otherwise I wouldn't have thrown them around." ”

Now the sky was silent, and the rain continued to fall, and the sound of the rain was no longer audible. Uncle Feng lay on the bed, he had to rest for a while, otherwise, tomorrow, if he wanted to escape and return to the deserted village, he was afraid that it would be impossible.

After a good night's sleep, when I woke up, I found myself lying on the edge of a huge mound, the vermilion gate was just a tombstone, I didn't dare to stay at this time, and kept fleeing, this wild and barren place, I really can't stay for a long time, otherwise, I don't know what unbearable things will happen.

Not long after, Uncle Feng found that he had come to the mountain where he had collected firewood, and his firewood was still placed next to the road.

For many years after that, Uncle Feng didn't dare to go up the mountain, even if there was no firewood at home, he didn't go to the mountain. There was really no firewood to burn, so Uncle Feng went to the river to pick up some to burn, and let him pass the time like this.

But for some reason, because the weather is very dry, it is impossible for the river to rise to a large water, and for a while, to get some firewood and grass is tantamount to a fool's dream, and it is absolutely impossible. Uncle Feng sometimes had to tear down his door panel and burn it.

But this is not a solution, in the long run, you must not starve to death here, but you dare not go up the mountains to walk, otherwise, in case of those things that happened before, what will be good?

One morning, Uncle Feng opened the door of the house and looked out, and saw bundles of firewood and grass placed in front of his house, which were better than the firewood and grass he had picked up on the mountains before. This made Uncle Feng a little moved, I don't know who was so kind, he secretly got some firewood and grass for himself, if he knew, then he couldn't thank others?

That night, Uncle Feng couldn't sleep, so he opened the door of the house and looked out, and saw a huge mouse haunting the door of his house, carrying firewood and grass from time to time. Uncle Feng then knew why there was firewood and grass in front of the door of his house, and everything was thanks to this thing.

However, when Uncle Feng went out, there was nothing to see in the night, and there was a pile of fine firewood and grass placed in front of his house, and nothing else was seen.

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