Sunset.

The orange color rubbed warmly on an abrupt mountain mouth.

At the head of the mouth of the mountain, a lonely courtyard stood.

On one side of the courtyard is a dirt road near the cliff, and the courtyard wall made of branches is hung with green leaves, and several peach trees in the courtyard cross their abundant fruits across the courtyard wall to the roadside.

On the other side of the yard, there is a steep slope.

At the edge of the slope, a thick walnut tree stood, and a young man reading a book sit, a leisurely old man lay down, and a fat ox lay down.

The ox squinted and munched on the hay pleasantly.

The old man leaned on a recliner, held a dry smoking gun, stared at the figure of the young man reading not far away with cloudy eyes.

The young man's face was pale, his eyes were dark and bright, he was holding a Taoist scripture in his hand, and his expression was focused but there was a leisurely temperament.

Long.

Until the orange slowly dissipated, and a cool evening breeze blew.

The young man finally rubbed his sour eyes, put down the book and stood up, kicked and rubbed to the side of the scalper, reclined on the cattle's heavy back, and stretched his waist in satisfaction.

The old man knocked the soot in the barrel of the gun, took a long breath, and said:

"How's the book going?"

I know the words, but I don't understand the meaning very well. The young man leaned on the ox's back and replied wistfully.

"It's good to know how to read, it's good to know how to read. The old man groaned and sighed, "It's enough to know how to read...... Starting tomorrow, you can read a book on your own. Read the book a hundred times, and its meaning will be revealed. After reading more, I slowly understood. ”

"Huh?" said the young man in astonishment, "what about you, sir?"

"I'm going to build a road. The old man squinted and turned his head to look at the winding mountain road on the other side of the cliff.

"Isn't the road repaired, and how else is it going to be repaired?" the young man scratched his head.

"Cultivate along the way, and cultivate further. The old man raised the cigarette gun in his hand and pointed to the depths of the mountain: "Now this road has only been built from the foot of the mountain to the mouth of the mountain, and it has not yet entered the mountain. It's so dangerous in the mountains, there is no road, and it's inconvenient for everyone. ”

"Then I can repair it with me!" The young man looked disapproving: "You build the road in front, and I'll help you look at things...... Old yellow-backed stone. ”

The scalper beneath him snorted disdainfully.

"Hahaha!" the old man smiled happily: "The road is long, the road is long...... You're still young, don't be in such a hurry! This road is too far, I have to explore first to see if I can build a mile. ”

"Far away?"

"Far, very far...... Very far. ”

"Do you have to fix it?"

"The road is long, I will go up and down and seek. ”

"Sounds hard. ”

"The road is long and the line is coming. The old man smiled and knocked the dry tobacco pot in his hand: "It's difficult, it's hard, it's the most mysterious." Don't take a walk, don't talk. ”

"Why are you in such a hurry? The young man seemed a little uneasy: "We can wait for more people to build the road on the mountain." ”

"You also said you were in a hurry...... Hurry, hurry, tail walking. If the mouth of the mountain is full, you won't even be able to lift your tail. The old man smiled wittily.

The young man didn't know if he understood the meaning, he just scratched his head, smirked, and leaned over to pull the ox's tail.

The scalper glanced at him, his tail not moving, and his mouth still chewing unhurriedly.

Above their heads, the lush walnut trees were laughing and laughing in the night breeze.

The old man smiled, laughed, and suddenly his expression was stunned, and he stood up with great difficulty, and looked at the foot of the slope.

"What's wrong?" the young man jumped up and helped the old man, following his gaze.

A bare piece of loess is really monotonous.

"Aren't you going to follow me to build the road?" the old man turned his head sideways and showed a narrow smile: "Then you go and lead the way first, and see if you can recognize the way home." ”

As he spoke, his withered arm shook slightly.

The young man stumbled down the steep slope.

"Ah......h

In the empty world, only this long scream remained.

......

......

The early mornings of the northern summer are often shrouded in a thin mist.

Especially in the forest park near the river, the fog is a little thicker.

The runway along the Fenhe Park has a quiet river on one side and a lush willow forest on the other.

The willow grove is planted on an artificially piled hill and has been neatly repaired by the greening department. The fog went up the slope, and the higher it went, the thicker it became, and it looked very peculiar.

Suddenly, a black cat screamed, broke through the thick fog, and rolled down the small slope.

In the eyes of the morning exercisers on the track, this is a very normal thing. Perhaps it was the cats and dogs fighting in the woods, and the black cat was defeated and kicked down the hillside.

As a result, the black cat that rolled on the edge of the runway did not receive much attention.

The black cat lay on the slope for a while, stretching out its paws and kicking its legs, shaking its head and tail, as if it were crawling with fleas.

After a long time, it staggered to its feet and ran along the plastic runway by the lake.

Perhaps because of the gradual movement of the body, the black cat's running posture became more and more flexible, and the speed gradually increased.

Until it meets a familiar figure halfway through.

A middle school student with an armbag strapped around his arm.

The black cat's running footsteps came to an abrupt halt.

If middle school students notice the black cat's expression at this moment, they will definitely find the shock and confusion in its human eyes.

However, there are no ifs.

The young students were immersed in the cheerful music of their mobile phones, and did not notice at the first time that there was a black cat next to them that was covered with dark clouds and snow.

It's just that as time goes by, as the black cat repeatedly appears in his sight, even the most dull person will be aroused by the curiosity in his heart.

With curiosity, it is natural that there will be corresponding actions.

In this way, a middle school student with excellent character and academic performance was abducted by a black cat during a morning jog.

......

......

The black cat sent the middle school students into the ochre-yellow six-story building, and after taking a wistful look at the surrounding scenery, turned and leaped into the dense bushes not far away.

But when it made its way through the bushes, it found that it was nearly evening, and for some reason it was back in the willow forest on the dirt slope of the lakeside runway.

By this time the fog had lifted.

The thin clouds on the horizon slowly burned.

Burn up.

The clouds of fire began to burn from the western sky, becoming more and more intense, and burning closer and closer.

From orange, to orange, to red, to fiery red, and then slowly to bright red.

Bright red colors filled the field of vision, the sky and the earth were empty, except for this heavy bright red, there was no other color, a murmur that seemed familiar, but still very faint, slowly sounded, gradually noisy, until it filled the entire space, filling all its senses.

The small figure of the black cat stood in the endless flames, gradually distorting and deforming.

As if melted away in this deep burn.

Dull thunder rolled in from afar.

It's getting faster and louder.

Until the end, the rumbling thunder resounded throughout the world, and the burning world continued to collapse and destroy with the thunder.

The figure of the black cat disappeared completely.

Where it last rested, lay a sleeping young man.

"Boom!"

As the last thunder sounded, the sleeping young man was finally awakened.

......

In the dormitory, the sleeping Zheng Qing suddenly opened his eyes.

A scarlet trail appeared in his eyes, then faded away.

He muttered a few words and slowly closed his eyes.

I rolled over and fell back asleep.

In the moonlight, dense black hair was creeping between his bare arms.