Between heaven and earth, in the dark, there are always some unspeakable things happening. I can't tell you anything. It's full of incomprehensible principles.

For example, a farmer who has slaughtered livestock for a living, once he has been in this kind of work for a long time, after ten or twenty years, he may still be an ordinary person in the eyes of ordinary people. However, as soon as pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep approach, they will let out a cry of fear, their legs tremble, and the butcher can do whatever he wants with one hand.

The common people said that it was because of the evil spirit, which made the beasts feel afraid. But no one knows what evil spirit is.

Rumors of this kind of thing mostly occur in rural areas. On top of that, there's something else that's just as intriguing. There is a cultivated villager, because the value of frogs is high after all, a catty can be sold for dozens of yuan.

Every year, when the frogs chirp all over the fields, he will go down to the fields with a flashlight to catch frogs. Every year, for more than ten years, I don't know how many frogs were sent to the vegetable market by him.

One day, he came home with a net of harvest, and as soon as it was dark at night, he listened to the sound of frogs outside the house, which was noisy and lively, and the peasants went out to take a look, only to see that the whole house was surrounded by frogs, and outside was a small black shadow that could not be seen at a glance.

The farmer kowtowed and begged for mercy in fright, and finally under the persuasion of the old mother, he quickly burned the paper candle, and under the promise of kowtowing and begging for mercy, the frog outside the house retreated and disappeared cleanly, and the farmer did not catch the frog from then on.

There are many supernatural events, most of which come from the mouths of companions and the elderly, or have been experienced by themselves.

As for believing it or not, Duan Fei didn't believe it anyway.

The little friends in the dormitory were still talking about ghosts and ghosts, and the slightly obese fat man had a nose and an eye, as if it was the same as the real thing, and said to a few people in the lower bunk, "Don't believe what I said, this is all real people and real things." Especially the butcher, the yellow dog in the vegetable market was scared when he saw it. ”

"Cut." Duan Fei said in disbelief, and turned his face to look at the domestic animation on his mobile phone again. Staring at the screen with blazing eyes, he concentrated on it, and he didn't care about the little fat man who was in love with him.

"Oh, you really don't believe it."

"Painting the Bad People of the Rivers and Lakes" This is a conscience drama, and it has become popular among many netizens, and the evaluation is also rising. has attracted the attention of most people, and Duan Fei is no exception, and he also likes this style of martial arts anime.

Although it's good-looking, it's just too short, and it's only a long time for an episode. Duan Fei finished watching it in a while, and he had to wait for another week for the next episode.

Idle, sighed. got into the quilt, fell into a deep sleep after a while, and began to dream of butterflies in Zhouzhuang.

The moonlight enters the water, and the cool breeze is still there. In the middle of the night, when everyone was sleeping peacefully, a strange fog appeared and shrouded the small dormitory.

The fog was weird, as if it were a supernatural event that had occurred in one of the 100,000 whys. With an unknown mystical power.

After a while, the fog dissipated, and for a short time it disappeared as if it had never appeared, leaving no trace.

In the dormitory, everyone was still lying on steel beds. I still slept sweetly, and there were one or two snoring sounds in the dormitory from time to time.

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The night passed, as if it was yesterday, Duan Fei gave a hitch and slowly woke up.

When I opened my blurred vision, I was confused when I just woke up, and I was touching my head with a headache, and I was secretly wondering why I had a headache, and I saw that what I saw in front of me was a broken beam.

"What is this place?"

Duan Fei touched his head without feeling a little strange, it was sore, as if his mind was sore and sore, as if he forgot to cover the quilt when he was sleeping, and his mind was sore.

"This isn't a dormitory!" Duan Fei looked at the unfamiliar environment and was suddenly shocked. In front of him was a beam made of tree trunks, and a tattered stone statue stood in the center of the house. It's completely different from a dormitory made of steel and concrete, as if there are two worlds.

"Where is this, where am I?" Duan Fei reacted at this time, his mind suddenly cleared, and at a glance, this was a bedroom, and suddenly it was a ruined temple.

Duan Fei hurriedly stood up, but fell down one by one. Sit on the ground with a butt. At a glance, the hands and feet were short, the fair-skinned blows could be torn, and a dirty tattered dress was put on the outside, like a little beggar.

"I've become a child?"

Duan Fei stared at his hands, stunned. His mouth opened wide, as if he had become demented. My brain was even more blank, and I couldn't say anything.

Having said that, anyone who encounters such a strange scene is unacceptable for a while.

At this moment, an indescribable sensation emerged from my mind, coming from the depths, like a lightning bolt. Duan Fei, who hit directly, sobbed his hands and feet, his mind was dizzy, and he fell unconscious again.

A string of light footsteps sounded outside the house, and a little girl walked in, and the little girl saw Duan Fei who was spread on the ground, and shouted, "Brother." ”

He shouted several times, but no one answered. The little girl knew that the situation was not good, and hurriedly stepped forward to push the boy, shouting in a hurry.

"Brother~ What's wrong with you~ Don't scare Xiaokui, Xiaokui is so scared."

When he opened his hazy eyes again, Duan Fei understood what was going on. Brother Affection is also catching up with the social trend, this is a crossing.

Or crossed over to a child, a little boy of eight or nine years old. His parents died of illness not long ago, and the only blood left was shed on the streets, and he became a glorious little beggar.

Not only that, but the little boy also has a child daughter-in-law who grew up, and now he has become a little beggar, begging on the street every day to survive.

The so-called rather than a peaceful dog, not for the troubled world.

"Damn the way of the world." Duan Fei sighed. Holding on to his weak body, he rolled over and sat up. The sound of turning over spread, and I heard a sound of footsteps on the side.

A little girl saw him wake up, and she came forward to hug him and sobbed, still saying in her mouth, "Brother, you finally woke up, I thought you didn't want Xiaokui anymore." Whining. ”

"What's the situation?" Duan Fei was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted. Gently patted the little girl's back, comforted and whispered, "How come, how can I not want Xiaokui, my brother just slept." Isn't that waking up? ”

"Don't cry, good."

"Woo~" he said, and the little girl's cry became louder. It was like being greatly wronged, crying with a snot and a tear.

"Don't cry, don't cry, my brother is here." Duan Fei hurriedly calmed down, and while speaking softly, he gently patted the girl's back.

This little girl is his child daughter-in-law, because she is still young, she has been called her brother and sister since she was a child. At that time, the parents said that when the two of them reached the age of 15, they would let the two get married, but God did not fulfill people's wishes and passed away early.

The boy's name is Lancet and he is nine years old. The little girl's name is Zhong Xiaokui, she is ten years old this year, but she is one year older than him.

After a while, Zhong Xiaokui's voice quieted down, after all, she was just a little girl, and she calmed down under Duan Fei's reassurance. No, no crying, no fuss.

"Zhong Xiaokui, why is this name so familiar, but it is the same name as Zhong Xiaokui among the bad people who paint rivers and lakes."

Duan Fei said secretly, the girl's name reminded him of anime. Thinking about it again, I don't know what kind of world this is. Are the parents okay in another time?

Melancholy, Duan Fei silently looked at the moonlight outside the house. Outside the silence, there are ancient buildings walking through the street, and at this hour, due to the curfew, there are no pedestrians on the street, only the occasional sound of bamboo watching.

Zhong Xiaokui walked over, holding a broken bowl with a gap in his hand, carefully holding the bowl, and said to him, "Brother Liudao, drink saliva." ”

Duan Fei turned around when he heard the sound and said with a smile, "Didn't you say it, you have to call Brother Duan Fei in the future, don't call it Liudao." ”

Zhong Xiaokui opened her curious eyes and said cutely, "Why, isn't my brother called Liudao." ”

Duan Fei shook his head and said, "That was before, and now we have all become little flowers, change our names, and start everything from scratch." ”

"Oh," Zhong Xiaokui said as if he didn't understand. The small face looks extraordinarily cute.

After a while, the sky became even darker. In the distance, there was the sound of bamboo tubes. It was already the second watch day, and Duan Fei didn't know what time it meant, but the feeling from his stomach told him that he was hungry.

The child is already hungry, and he can only eat a meal at a time of long-term irregularity, and he is in a coma for a long time, and his body is even weaker.

Go back to the nest and lie down, and turn out a missing bowl, and there is a steamed bun in the bowl. Duan Fei hesitated, but he couldn't help but pull half of it open, and half of it was left, swallowing the dates, the cold taste was like chewing a piece of crisp wood, and it was really like chewing wax.

This cold-noodle steamed bun was begged for by Zhong Xiaokui from outside during the day. Eating in your mouth is like chewing wood, but your heart is a hot stream.

Duan Fei couldn't imagine that a ten-year-old girl would beg on the street, in this troubled world of war and poverty, how many people would be treated unfairly. He didn't dare to think about it, and when he remembered this scene, he couldn't help but cry.

Duan Fei turned his head and looked at the little girl sleeping peacefully on the side. Zhong Xiaokui was quietly falling asleep, her dirty little face was covered with dust, and she looked a little dirty. The little face pouted, as if he had dreamed of something, and it looked cute.

Duan Fei smiled inadvertently and clenched his small fists. It's like having made up some kind of decision.

He stepped forward and softly tightened the tattered cotton jacket that Zhong Xiaokui was covering. so that they can sleep soundly.

The padded jacket was a quilt as black as mud, which had not been washed for a long time, and there were a few small holes in it that made him wonder if he could still keep people warm and not be blown by the cold wind.

"Poor girl, poor world, poor beings."

Duan Fei also lay down on the side, lying next to Zhong Xiaokui. But he didn't dare to sleep, there was only one quilt, and in this dark and windy night, he didn't even know if he would wake up if he fell asleep.

The feeling of sourness in the mind is still vaguely there. It made him feel particularly uncomfortable. Like a cold, he now seriously doubts that it is not this pit father's willow knife that is because of this cold qi entering his body, so that his soul is possessed in his body.

Duan Fei stared at the beams of the roof. Thoughts fly.