Staying in the house, it was raining heavily outside, and I wanted to go out to see and talk to the stone sculpture, but at this time, it was impossible.

But what kind of dream is that dream you just had? Uncle Feng didn't know, but he felt very uncomfortable, he was afraid that this dream was true, so what was the point of living in the world?

The night is still very rich, there is no dawn at all, it is still far from dawn, Uncle Feng lay on the bed, he had to do this, because of the soreness all over his body, he couldn't rest well, he didn't relax in bed, I was afraid that it wouldn't work.

At this moment, the door creaked open, and a faint ray of moonlight poured in, and fell in front of the window, and the moonlight, which was like a girl's eyes, spread on the ground, and once plated the tables and benches with silver, and was extremely lovely, very beautiful.

was reluctant to leave his house, but he was really helpless, he didn't go out to have a look, in his heart, he just couldn't be down-to-earth, especially after seeing the shadow of Widow Liu. Yes, Uncle Feng saw the figure of Widow Liu again, still lying on the broken grinding disc, almost naked, fortunately in the night, no one saw her charm, otherwise, Uncle Feng might not want to live.

On the hill not far away, there was still a beautiful lady standing, saying something to Widow Liu from time to time, asking her to do something, otherwise, what might happen.

Uncle Feng walked to the millstone and wanted to talk to Widow Liu, but he couldn't, Widow Liu didn't listen to him, she still lay down, humming bursts of songs from time to time, which was very good, at least to Uncle Feng.

There was a small abandoned house next to the millstone, and there were people living in it, but it was not Shao Qiunas, who was constantly reading books at this time, and was very attentive to any events that happened outside, as if he had nothing to do with him, but when he heard the beautiful singing voice of Widow Liu, was he really not moved at all?

The moonlight was very bright, bathed in the moonlight as clear as water, and Widow Liu was in a good mood, and her singing voice was still fluttering, so that the young man who stayed in the room could hardly hold it back for a moment, and wanted to come out to say something to him, and even ......

But the boy didn't come out after all, just stayed in his room silently, and just turned a deaf ear to everything that happened outside, otherwise, what else could he do?

The high moon wheel walked across the sky, and under the sky, on the hill, the beautiful lady sat on a clean stone, and said something to Widow Liu, and she had to sing loudly, and very loudly, otherwise it would not be enough to disturb the young man's study.

When Uncle Feng saw this scene, he felt that it was a little cold this day, and lying on that grinding disc again, I am afraid that it is not a thing, and in the long run, it will definitely be bad for the health of the body. I wanted to persuade Widow Liu, but at this time, I found that I was still staying in front of my house, far away from it, and people couldn't hear what she said, but what she said!

Even for the words of the lady standing on the top of the hill, Uncle Feng couldn't hear clearly, but he felt very sorry for Widow Liu in his heart, so late at night, he had to lie on that grinding plate, once he caught a cold, I'm afraid it's not okay?

Uncle Feng was very fond of Widow Liu, and when he saw her lying on the grinding plate, if he lived in that room, he would not have to rush over and carry her into that room, and then form a pair with her......

However, Uncle Feng didn't live in that dark room, and he was very envious of the flickering lights in that room and the sound of reading, and even wanted to kill the boy for no reason.

Once the boy died, presumably Widow Liu would no longer like him, and it would be wonderful to be favored by herself, to be with him every day and night, and to see the magnificence of the moon rings and clouds in the sky together.

The night was very deep, except for the gusts of wind, almost nothing else could be heard, in this silence, there was a quiet voice of Widow Liu's singing, especially like a heavenly sound, listening to Uncle Feng was in a good mood, and the dirty bird gas that had accumulated in his chest in the past was gone with the wind in an instant.

The lady standing on the mountain was missing for a while, and there was no one in that place at all, only a stone sculpture, but didn't you see someone standing next to the stone sculpture just now, why can't you see anything at this time?

If you can't see it, you can't see it, Uncle Feng thought so, at this time, with Widow Liu's singing, everything is beautiful, the loneliness and despair of the past have become so perfect at this time.

At this moment, suddenly, Uncle Feng saw the young man walking out of the abandoned house, the lights flashed, and then went out, leaving only a faint moonlight sprinkled between the heavens and the earth, and stepping on the poetic moonlight, the young man stood in front of the broken millstone.

Widow Liu may have fallen asleep, and she doesn't know anything about some things that happen around her, let alone resist, even if someone kills her at this time, it can only be killed.

The young man gradually came to Widow Liu's side, but at this time, for some reason, Uncle Feng found that the grinding disc was dodged for a while, and he actually moved some distance back, and he was very afraid that the young man would come to his side and do something hurtful to himself.

Uncle Feng's hanging heart finally let go, I am afraid that the young man will rush forward regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, if he hugs Widow Liu, Uncle Feng's heart will die, and a person with a dead heart will still live in this world, even if he lives a very nourishing life, it is meaningless, right?

Fortunately, the grinding disc escaped far away, and the young man pounced into the air, not far away, for some reason, bursts of laughter for no reason, the mountains and rivers were also laughing at this time, and Uncle Feng couldn't stop laughing.

But the boy was not reconciled, and he could not pounce, and then he pounced forward, and the millstone jumped back, and dodged again, so that the young man's chin fell on a stone, and it broke, and it continued to ooze blood, and when it looked in the moonlight, it was extremely miserable, very pitiful.

Uncle Feng stood in front of the door of his house, for all this, it seemed a little weird, a small grinding plate, how could he have this kind of ability, he could move on his own, know how to dodge, it is really the biggest in the world, there is no wonder.

Watching the grinding plate flee, Uncle Feng stroked his palms and laughed, fortunately with the blessing of the Bodhisattva, at this time, he remembered the stone carving on the hill, and he had to burn some paper money for it, otherwise, it seemed that it was not enough to bless Widow Liu Yu Wanquan.

While thinking so, Uncle Feng went out of the house, did not take a few steps, and immediately stood in front of the stone carving, at this time the moonlight was good, immediately burned paper for it, after finishing the matter, quickly left, returned to his own house door, originally wanted to sleep, but worried about the safety of Widow Liu, had to continue to stand in front of the door, but saw that the young man at this time rushed forward again, almost hugged Widow Liu.

This is really a very frightening thing, no, Uncle Feng was shocked into a cold sweat, almost fainted, Rao held on, still fell on his heels, and when he stood up again, he found that the young man was already standing in front of the millstone.

But it doesn't matter, a piece of clothing fell from the sky, just covering Widow Liu's body, otherwise, by the bright moonlight, the naked Widow Liu may be completely exposed in front of the young man, and I really have to thank the clothes that fell from the sky, the Bodhisattva blessed, and let Widow Liu escape a catastrophe.

It was an almost sacred garment, red, and carved with some very solemn patterns, which must have been feared by tigers, leopards, and jackals. But for some reason, the young man didn't take the God-given garment seriously at all, but still rushed forward, and took advantage of the quiet night when there was no one to hug the widow again, and when the sky was lonely and the moon was like frost, they split into pairs, and flew like wings.

Uncle Feng can't see it, he is really bold, and he dares to disobey the will of God, such a person is ashamed of himself even if he is a heinous person, at this time, his heart is very unpleasant, but he is far away, and the whip is beyond his reach, and he sighs in vain!

I can only pray for the blessing of God over and over again in my heart, don't let this young man jump up, otherwise, this may really be a great shame for Uncle Feng, and he doesn't even want to live.

While thinking like this, the young man jumped on the millstone without saying a word, and lay down with Widow Liu, and in view of the obstruction of the god-given garment, he tore it to pieces at that time, scattered it like a flower, turned into a gust of wind, and passed away quietly.

Uncle Feng was very scared at this time because he was jealous and worried that something would happen to Widow Liu, so he roared wildly, wanting to stop the young man from doing shameless things, because the young man was killing his soul with a knife, how cruel and vicious!

However, the young man didn't care so much, he threw himself on Widow Liu's body, and slept tightly with her, and saw that some of the stars in the sky were also shaky for a while, and some of them fell down, because the fright was too strong!

Uncle Feng yelled, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that there was nothing, still lying in his room, and he had a terrible dream again.

When I went out of the house, I looked into the wilderness a few times, but I couldn't see anything at all, and the people in the deserted village, at this time, all fell asleep, and it seemed that they were the only ones who wandered in the depths of the night, and they didn't know where to go for a while.

At this time, I can't pounce on the young man and kill that Shaoqiu, otherwise, it's not enough to let out a bad breath. But after thinking about it, it's just a dream, what's the fuss, although so, but after all, this heart is a little uncomfortable, always thinking of finding a reason to rectify Shaoqiu.

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