, gray, somewhat bright.

He found himself in a ditch one meter five or six deep. Nearly a meter later, it took him a lot of effort to climb out of the ditch.

When Li En jumped out of the deep ditch, he found that the cluster was a basin, and he was in the deepest part of the basin. He looked up, climbed over the hill and saw the house of the old man with the white beard. He knew that every time he went to his house, he would always see a basin next to it.

Li En was overjoyed, and just as he was about to walk with his legs, his nerves seemed to wake up, and he suddenly felt pain all over his body. It seemed that there was a snake coiled around his head, and when he touched it with his hand, he was sticky and sticky. Li En grabbed it and looked at it, it was blood!

Regardless of it for now, Li En gritted his teeth, lifted his leg full of wounds, and moved step by step, walking towards the mountain.

As soon as he arrived at the top of the mountain, Li En fell headlong. I was weak, and I let my body roll down. Spun around, he realized it seemed to be bright. The sun is out.

When he opened his eyes, he smelled a foul smell.

He struggled to his feet. When Lee saw a grass hut in front of him, he almost cried.

The door was open, and he cried out, "Grandpa, grandpa." "No one answered.

Li En walked in and saw that the whole house was covered with cobwebs, and a ray of sunlight shone through the cracks in the roof, turning the layers of cobwebs into a white gauze tent covered with dust.

Lee En regretted that he had died, and he shouldn't have come to this place of the hell.

He used to see the old man sitting at the table by the window reading the parchment rolls when he came.

He didn't notice looking out the window.

Bones!

A pile of white bones lay on the table, and the pelvis was still sitting on a bamboo chair. Scattered leg bones were messily propped up on the side of the table.

A large expanse of sunlight came from the open window of the bungalow, illuminating the bones more and more brightly. On the table, under the skull, a yellow scroll glistened.

Li En was bold, protected his eyes with his arms, and did not let the cobwebs fall into his eyes, and slowly passed next to each other.

Lee pulled the yellow roll out from under a pile of bones. It is a cowhide roll that is slightly transparent in the sun. There is something drawn on the scroll, it is a mountain, the top of the mountain seems to be gone, and it seems to be a snow-capped mountain.

Li En gradually remembered that the white-bearded old man had been with him, and after that, there was no way out, so he went to find a mountain, a snow-capped mountain, which was next to the village, not far, because he could see it very clearly, it was very far, and that was because the road was extremely long.

Li En thought it was an old man talking nonsense, who knows what it means. Now, he seems to understand.

Li En rolled up the cowhide roll and put it in his arms.

Since the villagers did not allow him, and the old man died, this place could not stay any longer. Li En secretly hated in his heart like an adult.

As soon as he stepped out of the house, he smelled the stench again. He didn't know where it came from. He turned around and saw something black and oppressive in the air, and the screams were terrifying. When he looked up, he saw countless crows and eagles.

It turns out they're all here. What are you doing here?

Just as Li En was thinking, the old man's grass house suddenly collapsed. An open space behind the house was unfolded in front of Lee.

The clearing is full of corpses!

Li En saw that not far away, the patriarch was standing on a high place, arms outstretched, as if calling or praying something. The eagle landed on his head and pecked at the meat. But he didn't move, he was dead.

The flock of eagles and crows swooped down on the ground. A black cloud covered the ground with corpses.

Li En's hands trembled and his feet went limp. Get down on your knees. He finally understood that the patriarch's words, "Kill him, kill him...... killing him would save the whole village.

However, he did not die, the whole village died. Lee wanted to cry, but couldn't. The wounds all over his body ached violently, and it seemed as if one of the wounds had been ruptured.

Lee En was on his knees, his head buried in his legs. He felt a gust of wind coming down on him.

He jerked his head up and saw several large eagles swooping down on him. The vicious eyes were like the eyes of the patriarch.

Li En was frightened, quickly got up, turned around and ran.

Run in the direction of the snowy mountains.

Hundreds of years later, at the foot of the snow-capped mountains, on the same village, a town called Lausanne flourished.

Merchants gathered, and department stores were sold. Many young women are already wearing colorful cheongsams, carrying a chic bag on their shoulders, and strolling around with high heels on the soles of their feet, twisting their tight big butts.

As soon as they arrived at the crowded bazaar, they would send out a series of swords, and by the time they squeezed out of the crowd, the clothes on their buttocks were distorted and wrinkled.

In a teahouse where the red paint has faded to reveal a mottled white, some men drinking tea bend over teacups, elbows against the railing, looking at the twisting and pinching of the distant buttocks, hehehe, hehe, hehe.

In front of another window in the tea house. A man with reading glasses, put the pot on the table, took off the hat with one free hand, scratched his smooth scalp a few times with his hand, put on the hat again, picked up the pot, and squinted his eyes while smoking, watching the women passing downstairs.

Downstairs, a groping pig hand was pulled by a middle-aged woman. The woman slapped the man in the face and slapped him several times. The man tilted his head and let her hit. One hand kept groping for the woman's chest, grinning with teeth.

The woman was so angry that she grabbed the tie of her handbag and smashed it on the man's head, and said hatefully: "Let you saddle your old lady, I have to chop off your rascal's hand." ”

The man spread out his hands and threw himself at the woman again, laughing lewdly, "You chop, you chop." The woman's breasts were attacked again, and she was so angry that she began to cry.

A girl with two long braids next to her, seeing that her fists were useless, picked up the broom from the stall next to her and hit the man.

Xu was in pain, and the man made a few "oops" and hurriedly hid aside.

The man escaped from the crowd and ran away, but the girl did not chase after him. He dropped his broom, came to the weeping woman, took her hand, and walked out of the crowd.

"Fuck off, look at what! Men are not good things. The girl pushed one or two people away and squeezed out of the crowd.

"Roar, the girl is very fierce. "A tall man. His face was strangely white, even his hair and eyebrows were white, except for two black eyeballs and two rows of yellow teeth that were exposed, and he was dressed in white. Everyone called him the big white man.

"It turns out that the carving master is good at this. "The reading glasses upstairs are talking to the big guys.

The big white man looked up and arched his hand: "Well, it turned out to be the stone shopkeeper of the second hall." If you don't go to Hualou with such a good sun today, how can you bask in the sun here. The crowd in the bazaar laughed.

When the reading glasses heard it, they were very angry. He sank his face, "It's such a good sun that doesn't go to Hualou, so I want to bask in the sun." ”

The big white man's face changed when he saw his reading glasses, and he deliberately said to him, "Are you always out of the ocean?" If you don't, tell my brother, I'll have a treat today, and ask Ya from Hualou to accompany us to play." Is it a heads-up or a three-person dance? Is it an old man's cart or a train?" Haha, the people in the market laughed when they heard this, and all of a sudden, the people in the market began to gather over to see the excitement here.