The old thin man sat on a stone, he didn't know that he was dreaming at this time, but he thought it was true, looking at the jewels emanating from the palace in front of him, he was very envious, and he was a little reluctant to leave, even if he knew some of the situation inside.

But in an instant, I saw the palace very clearly, and when I looked closely, it was not a palace, but a tomb, and the tombstone was engraved with a huge word "come", perhaps because of this word, some unknown people came to this place from all directions like moths to the fire, and rushed to the tomb desperately.

Some people saw the tomb and were a little puzzled and hesitated, but many more people went in without the slightest hesitation......

The old thin sat quietly on a stone, looking at this terrible scene, he was really trembling, at this time he tried to persuade some people with good intentions, but those people seemed to be crazy, and did not listen to persuasion, on the contrary, for the old thin suggestion, directly gave a negative, some people even picked up a stone on the ground, without saying a word, the old thin head was broken, the blood flowed, very embarrassed.

The old thin fell down in a daze, and those pilgrim-like flows, across the Yalu River, stepped directly on the old thin body, and some people even used the old thin to block their own financial path, out of anger, unceremoniously urinated on the old thin's head, until the old thin woke up and choked, and then stopped.

"You can't go in." The old thin man shouted loudly, but everyone laughed at him, and some people said at the time that he was a madman.

At this moment, in a terrible north wind, a beautiful girl appeared, slender thighs, tall and tall, gentle in words, polite in style, looking at the old and thin can't care so much, without saying a word, she stepped forward, hugged the woman with the cheongsam, and wanted to stop her from moving forward.

However, this move was obviously quite inappropriate, causing people's criticism, at that time someone said, this person is a hooligan, shouted, onlookers are quite a few, some people directly to the old thin fists and feet, not only spit on his face, but even bite off a piece of meat on his body.

"Ahh The old thin screamed miserably, and fainted directly in pain.

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When the old thin man woke up, he found that he was just staying in his own room, looking around, there were no graves, everything was normal, but compared to the dream, he was no longer a fat man, but still a very thin person.

I can't sleep at this time, I have to go out and see, I want to sit on a rock and rest, smoke a cigarette, or look at the beauty of the starry sky.

In this winter, when the weather is fine, the starry sky is often very beautiful, it is simply clear, sitting alone on a rock, looking at it, the mood is not good, and of course, with a wisp of wind, it will disappear in an instant.

But at this time, the old thin is still a little confused, after many days, compared to before, he looks thinner, his right hand pinched his left hand, almost more than a lot, although he was a little thin in the past, but not so.

The old thin man stayed outside the door for a while, and at this time he felt that something was wrong, as if he should not stay alone in the wilderness and wind, as for why this was so, he still couldn't figure it out.

The old thin man slammed the door shut, the weather was very cold, and the night was dark, and even more so at this time, he must not stay outside any longer.

Seeing that the old thin man closed the door of the house, the vampire got out from behind a stone, approached the old thin man's side, and wanted to kick the door open, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was better to act rashly and stay quietly in some dark places.

The old thin man lay on the bed, his whole body was cold, and he almost wanted to get up and make a fire, but thinking that the night was deep at this time, it was inconvenient to do this, so he should lie on the bed honestly.

I don't know why, the weather has improved, not too cold, but on this night, it was really a little weird, it was already covered with two quilts, and the old thin still felt cold, shivering like sieving chaff in the quilt.

Unable to sleep, the old thin man had no choice but to get out of the house, because just now he seemed to hear a voice coming, could it be that there must be a thief, trying to plot his own treasure, otherwise, why would there be such a strange sound in the middle of the night?

The old thin stayed outside in the cold wind, and at this time he was weak, and he wanted to go into shock several times, but fortunately, he finally held on to it and did not fall down, otherwise, once he fell to the ground, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The moonlight is falling, and it's very beautiful, and at this time, it's nice to have a date with your own woman, to talk a word, to tell a ghost story, or to sing a song or something.

Thinking of these old thin people are already intoxicated, the empty wilderness, it seems that he is the only one left, suddenly, the old thin saw a tree, this tree was planted by the old thin himself, the prosperity of the past, at this time is no more, the leaves are falling, and those withered trunks at this time are gradually becoming a little ugly, cracked, some even dead, very ugly.

At this time, for some reason, a stone is getting smaller at a speed visible to the naked eye, a little smaller every few minutes, and gradually, thousands of pounds of stones, in less than an hour, can already be held in the hand to play, almost only the size of a human fist.

"What the hell is going on?" The old thin man couldn't understand, looking at the stone, he could have slept on it and rested in the cold, but by this time, it had almost become the size of a human eyeball, and it continued to get smaller.

The old thin man took a sip, kicked the stone, and prepared to go into his own house, after many days of hard work, he had to rest well.

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At dawn the next day, the old thin man was still sitting in front of his house, watching the people, most of them shepherd boys, driving cattle up the mountain.

After looking at it for a while, the old thin man didn't want to look at it, because he felt bad and weak, even if it was laborious to just sit, it was better to get into the house and lie on the bed more comfortably.

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The weather was very good on this day, and Hua Bo looked at the sky, and felt that it was a day of ploughing, and it would be a little difficult to plant the land on the mountains again, and in the coming year, he would think about eating bread or something.

Besides, these days, Hua Bo has always felt a little scared, as for what he is afraid of, where the danger comes from, it is really unclear for a while, it is better to go to the mountains to cultivate the fields, and save yourself from thinking about these messy things.

Carrying the plough out of the house, Hua Bo drove the ox up the mountain, but when he passed in front of the old thin house, the ox refused to go forward for some reason, and turned around, and fled in the opposite direction, but fortunately Hua Bo grabbed the reins of the ox, otherwise the ox might have run away.

After regaining his composure, Hua Bo let go of the reins of the ox, hurried, shouted, and headed towards the mountain, but for some reason, when passing by the door of the old thin house, one of the hind legs of the ox turned out to be so thin that it could hardly bear the huge body, and when he walked forward, he had to limp and limp, otherwise, it would hardly be able to walk.

And the cow's face is also a little perverted, it can almost be said that the existence of crooked mouth and eyes, it looks very ugly, as if he is deliberately grimacing at Hua Bo, and even a little ridicule.

However, Hua Bo, who had drunk some wine, did not pay attention to all this, and still kept shouting and walked towards the mountain.

It wasn't until he entered the field and cultivated that Hua Bo saw clearly that the cow's legs and feet were very inconvenient, almost lame, but the matter had come to this point, and there was no choice but to continue to plough the field, otherwise, what would he eat and what would he use in the coming year?

Originally, such a field could be cultivated in half a day at most, but at this time, due to the problem of cattle, it was ploughed until the night, and there was almost no way to see the road, and the task was still not completed.

"It seems that this year's income will be very small," Hua Bo sighed long, "I wonder if Xiaohua will starve because of this incident in the future, because the cow is useless?" ”

At this moment, the cow glanced at Hua Bo, and his very ugly appearance made Hua Bo almost angry, no, without saying a word, he stepped forward and opened his bow left and right, so that the cow's face was almost straight.

At the end of the year, people have been busy for a year and have a good income, and this flower uncle is simply hungry, and Xiaohua has become the hope of the family, ready to marry a family with a solid family, otherwise, it is possible to drink the northwest wind with Hua Bozhi.

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Let's say that the old thin still went out of the house that night, and wanted to stay outside, look at the moonlight, or listen to the sound of Xiaohedong, which is a very good choice.

But that night, for some reason, I saw the moon ring in the sky, which was originally a full moon, but when I looked at it, I found that the moon ring had become very small, so small that it had become like a star, and finally disappeared directly in front of the old skinny.

The night was very dark, and I didn't dare to stay outside, so I had to go into the house, but at this time, for some reason, I felt extremely uncomfortable and coughed.

I shook one of my hands and found that I was even thinner than before.

"If it goes on like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to live this day." The old thin man looked at his thin hand and sighed so long.

Not to mention my own hands, the stone that was placed in the house, the stone that was used to press the door, was so thin that it could barely hold down the door.

The old thin man gently picked up the stone used to press the door of the house, but it weighed about 3,000 pounds on weekdays, and he would never be able to pick it up, but at this time it was really a little weird, and he took it in the palm of his hand without much effort and threw it out.

"Looks like we'll have to find another stone tomorrow." The old thin thought so.

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