The moonlight was half-asleep and half-awake, and the night seemed to be a layer of gray mist.

On such a night, there is no night breeze, and it is dull and uncomfortable.

Chen Bao'er slept in the firewood room, and Zhao Xishuang hugged him half of the old quilt very uninterestingly, saying that the water vapor is heavy at night, and it is easy to get damp after lying down for a long time.

It's strange, obviously in the morning, she was still shouting that the weather was dry and dry, but at this time she said that the humidity was heavy at night, so drought, where did half the moisture come from, Chen Baoer was just about to make fun of her, but suddenly reacted and sat up: "Your mother is asleep? If you let her know that you are coming to me again, you will inevitably scold!"

Zhao Xishuang tiptoed beside Chen Bao'er, crossed his arms on his knees, looked around for a long time, and his voice was a little nervous: "My aunt just fell asleep, you better leave now!"

Chen Bao'er's face was full of doubts: "Just because I stole your chicken?" But they didn't punish me, and your father also told us not to go out!"

Zhao Xishuang was a little anxious: "You think my father is too good!"

Chen Bao'er smiled: "Perhaps, you think of him too badly!"

Zhao Xishuang listened, but slowly lowered his head, a little lost: "If that's the case, it's fine!"

After being silent for a long time, she raised her eyes, looked at Chen Bao'er, and said word by word: "I used to have a sister! When I was very young, my father gave my sister to the adults in the county to be a little wife in order to be an errand boy, and in less than three months, my sister died.

Even my aunt knows that you stole my chicken, and my father is a bad person, how can he not know?

Even if I know that you are a thief, I sent someone to meet a thief, and I have always had the only reason to catch and beat the board, where may I leave you in my house, and I talked to you with kind words, I don't understand, I just think that like my father, a person who is willing to send his daughter out in order to be an errand should not be so kind to people, not to mention, you are not related to my family, ......"

Zhao Xishuang said to himself, but Chen Baoer's brows jumped uncontrollably, and his palms were sweaty, but he still asked: "I hurt you to be beaten, and you still have to think about me?"

Zhao Xishuang curled up: "When I was beaten today, you could have walked away by yourself, but you didn't! Although you are a thief, you are not a bad person!"

Chen Bao'er's expression became solemn for the first time, and he said very seriously: "It's that I underestimated you, but what you said makes sense, I may really think of your father too well, he may come to arrest me soon, I have to go!"

Hearing Chen Bao'er say this, Zhao Xishuang finally pulled out a silly smile: "I'll open the door for you, be careful, don't wake up A-Niang!"

After that, Zhao Xishuang trotted on tiptoe to open the door for Chen Bao'er.

As soon as the door opened, I heard Zhao Xishuang exclaim, and the loud slap made Chen Bao'er, who was following behind, a little stunned for a while.

As Zhao Xishuang fell to the ground, a few torches were stuffed into the door, and sparks fell with a beep.

Chen Bao'er was pinched by a pair of iron hoop-like hands, and then a torch poked into his face, and Chen Bao'er's forehead was hot, and the fire caught fire, and Chen Bao'er also saw the face that was close at hand, it was the sturdy man who spoke to him in the daytime.

"Phew! almost bad Lao Tzu is a good thing!" Zhao's father spat at Zhao Xishuang on the ground in disgust, then turned his head and raised his hand to paste a portrait in front of Chen Bao'er's face: "Little thief, do you recognize this portrait?"

Chen Bao'er raised her hand hard, brushed aside the portrait, her cheeks were tightly clamped, and she spoke a little hard: "You should have known it a long time ago!"

Father Zhao sneered and said, "A hundred miles away, which errand doesn't know you?"

Chen Bao'er sighed: "I am uncomfortable with your hoop, for the sake of me being so gullible to you today, it is better to let go of me first, I will not be able to run away after all!"

Father Zhao snorted coldly, and only greeted: "Copy!"

So, a few other men rushed over and tied Chen Baoer's hands and feet with iron chains.

Chen Bao'er glanced at Zhao Xishuang, who was covered in loess on the ground, wiping his eyes and crying, with a complicated expression, he turned his head and asked Zhao's father: "What you said during the day are all fake?"

Father Zhao stared at Chen Bao'er, his eyes were full of playful abuse: "Spring plowing and autumn planting, it is the time of farming, and the people are not allowed to go out casually for three days, such a legal text, even you think it is ridiculous, and the government will not be stupid enough to move such a legal text!"

Chen Bao'er licked her lips: "So, even those ridiculous words about me being rescued by monsters and carrying water by drought are also lies that you made up to stabilize my mind, right?"

Father Zhao smiled: "That's not true, you were originally going to be sent to Jingzhou to be executed, those conscripts who were guarding you were indeed made up in order to shirk their responsibilities, I just told you the original thing!"

Chen Bao'er said: "During the day, you took me alone, why bother to go back and move the troops, in case I run away, wouldn't you be in vain!"

Father Zhao said: "First, I am even more sparing my life, since I am a demon boy, who knows if the rumors are true or false, if you are really as evil as the rumors, wouldn't I lose my life in vain! Even if you really run away, I'm just doing nothing, and moving troops is just for the sake of two phases!"

Chen Bao'er's eyes suddenly became hot, full of grievances: "You have always been like this, there is a great drought in the sky, and I will become a demon boy! I escaped halfway, and I became rescued by a monster in your mouth! You have always been like this, you will only be like this, don't ask the common people to ask the ghosts and gods, whether there are monsters in this world, it all depends on your mouth!"

Zhao's father waved his hand: "The monster said, although it is ridiculous, what can it do with me? After all, it is you who dies, are you a demon boy, is it important? In the grave to be burned tonight, it is you who can't be buried, you must know that recently, hundreds of so-called drought graves have been burned in the 100 counties of the state capital, and when they are dug out, they are just a pile of broken bones, and there is not even a shadow of a monster, therefore, according to Zhao, whether it is a demon boy or a demon grave, whether it is true or false, as long as you can coax the people to rest assured, you will not die, does anyone care?"

After that, Zhao's father didn't seem to want to say more to Chen Bao'er, so he only yelled back at the trembling woman in front of the house, and scolded Zhao Xishuang on the ground: "Lose money and goods!"

He sent one of his subordinates to pull an iron chain and led Chen Baoer out.

Chen Baoer thought that he would be taken to the county jail, and then sent to Jingzhou, where he finally died.

But later I found out that Zhao's father and his party took him to the south of the village, and walked for about two hours, until they saw the looming mountain shadow on the bank of the long river, Chen Bao'er realized that these people still came to burn the grave.

When she got closer, Chen Bao'er saw the torches dotted in the forest, and thought that there were no less than thirty people.

The forest is very deep, the branches and leaves are tight and you can't see a little night sky, when Zhao's father walked over, someone flattered him: "Boss, I found it, the demon tomb has been found, you hurry up and send a word, the brothers are waiting to finish the work and go back to sleep with your mother-in-law in your arms!"

Father Zhao pointed at Chen Bao'er: "Look at it, this is our great merit, it was seen by the group of rice buckets in Chongzhou, and we have to come to rob people!"

The man nodded yes, but Zhao's father didn't know where to bring out a basin of black dog blood full of fishy smell, and splashed it on the low grave bag, or because it had been dry for too long, the basin full of blood splashed on the grave bag, not much flowed, but all of it seeped into the soil, and after the blood seeped clean, only dense spider web-like cracks were left on the grave bag.

Someone said: "This day, it's so dry, the dead can't hide, you see, the grave bag is all out of the cracks!"

Chen Bao'er watched silently, looking at everyone here, and the dead air that began to envelop their faces at some point.

Chen Bao'er bent down with great effort and pulled a handful of dead grass on the ground, and found that the roots of the grass were as black as ink, and even the soil exuded an indescribable smell of decay.

Chen Bao'er looked at the lonely grave carefully, the grave bag did not grow grass, it looked like a dead dog, and it was full of Jedi patterns, it can only show that in the coffin buried underground, the death gas has reached an extremely dangerous level!

If people are contaminated with these dead gases, sooner or later they will die of strange diseases, before Zhao's father claimed to have burned a hundred and ten graves, and then remembered Zhao's father's sick face, Chen Baoer secretly covered his mouth and nose with his hands, as for the so-called monster, Chen Baoer did not believe it after all, although, when he was young, his blind grandfather had already firmly engraved this word in his mind.