If the woman in front of her has a fly in the ointment, it is naturally the hands full of calluses and chilblains, and even the face does not show the wind and frost of the years, she drank all the water in her hands and stood up, rubbed Hua Qiubai's little head, and urged him to taste the brewing spring in his hand.

After a little throat, Hua Qiubai noticed a strange breath, and when the northern kite confirmed its safety, he swallowed the letter suspiciously, "This water is really sweet." ”

"That's not it, we all use it to make wine, and the more fragrant the spring, the colder the wine!"

"Remember to go to the ancient morning market tomorrow. Finally boiled her away, pulled out a few crumpled yellow papers from his pocket and arranged them around Lao Huai according to a certain rule, with the last one in place, they were also self-hidden, these talismans were prepared by Chen Youliang before leaving, which was a lot of effort he wasted a lot of effort to rush out of the work overnight in order to prevent trouble, and then sneaked into the place where she took water, scooped a scoop and brought it back.

The deep silence of the night Liao people, the chaimen did not hear the dog barking, the blue sky did not see the cicadas, the world stopped completely, only Hua Qiubai turned on the light here and looked weak, this is a kind of incompatible atmosphere.

"You can make a composition of this water. Hua Qiubai took out the freshly scooped water from the storage space and handed it to the northern kite beside him, and he buried himself in the information of the Dugu morning market, but after some painstaking solitude, he was still full of fog, and the light curtain at the beginning of the sky stabbed his eyes, and he covered a pillow and lay on the head of the bed for a while, until the old man picked him up.

When he went out and looked up, Fang looked like six or seven o'clock, the street of the town was already crowded with people, and the man dragged him out against the crowd, so that he had a little respite, "This is the king of the mountain?" Hua Qiubai, who had no love, pointed to the flow of people in Haohao soup and asked.

Looking around, all kinds of strange costumes are dazzling, "Although the treasures in the mountains are not few, but robbing the king of the mountain or something is just a gimmick to deceive outsiders on the Internet, and most of them are here to have a good time." ”

"Alipay has received 1,000 yuan. The man's face stiffened with a smile and continued to lead him forward.

"Alipay received 5,000 yuan. ”

He was deflated for a moment and said, "Master, you spare me, I really don't know anything." ”

"You're talking. The corners of his mouth were raised, and there was a slight evil look in his eyes, and he looked like he had succeeded in his conspiracy.

"I really can't say it, if I say it, how can you let me stay in this town anymore. ”

Shaking his fingers, pointing to a person wrapped in zongzi, the sky is not cold but tightly surrounded, no matter how meticulous you are, you can't see an inch of the person's skin, coincidentally, a group of people in the same clothes behind him are fully armed, they must have been professionally trained, "That group of people must know why they came, you are naturally not a secret, and the consequences of doing such harmless things naturally have nothing to do with you." ”

"Alipay received 50,000 yuan. ”

Hua Qiubai pressed his ear to him, and said in a throat: "What's more, as long as I can get what I want, the benefits I can give you are enough for you to live comfortably for a lifetime." ”

"Anyway, no one will provide for me to support my old age, so that my old bones can enjoy my old age in peace, no matter what he is, it's all!"

A playful smile appeared on Hua Qiubai's face, and he listened to him tell the secret of this as he walked, unlike the crowded street where most people poured in, the road it led was empty, "The ancient festival is the Halloween festival on our side, and unlike most places, the habit here is to open in the morning. ”

"Getting to the point!"

"If this alone doesn't attract so much attention, it all started more than fifty years ago..."

I still remember the early spring of the 20th year, when Yefang was still revealing new shoots, and the sun was rising as usual, if this world has nothing to do with people, I can't see any difference, but who can figure out God's heart?

I can't say my name, I only know that I am the origin of the world, and the reason why I am making this monologue is not because this time has left an indelible imprint on my heart, life is too short to live a satisfying life, but God is unwilling to fulfill people's wishes:

The new coronavirus has quietly descended on this unsuspecting town, destroying people, things, and things here, young people don't want to stay in this kind of place, new things have a fatal attraction to them, and gradually there are only some old people with yellow hair to depend on each other on this land.

This can give it the opportunity to take advantage of the situation, and face this group of fish on the anvil that lacks resistance and immunity to be more unscrupulous and unrestrained, and the town has changed its appearance, seeing this sudden wave they seem powerless and overwhelmed, roaring and roaring until they have exhausted their strength, and they begin to shift their consciousness to tobacco and alcohol for recreation, which is undoubtedly worse in those troubled days.

Later, the heavens seemed to be blind to their irresponsible attitude, and continued his tragic slaughter of the entire town, and since then the town has been foggy at night, and the white moonlight can no longer be seen. Watch it gallop like a wild horse on the fragile slopes of the city, death crushing in the monstrous sound of the flood, licking people's waists unbridledly.

Looking back, the town has long been devastation, it really doesn't look like a human habit, but in this case, there is a baby who rises to the challenge and falls to the ground, but the heavens seem to be unaccustomed to it, and he is full of thoughts to put him to death, and he does not want anyone to escape his clutches in such a situation.

In order to protect his life, one of his parents was washed away by the flood, and he saw that he was gone, and the other was hit by a falling rock, and lost his life at that time, and he slept soundly in the swaddling clothes, drifting along the current, and was always picked up after a long time.

No one knows how long it rained. There was no change in the clouds, no mood to look at the watch, only these people were left to shiver behind the sturdy house, shivering all over their bodies as if they had no strength to scream, and the little girl who was holding him was momentarily blindfolded and threw him into the water, and the ghost weather was just a little more restrained, and the old woman on the side could not bear it and trembled and trembled to fish him out of the water, and the Russian thunder was surging as if to scold her for this behavior of fighting with the sky, and the old lady slipped her feet at that time, and her head was on the horns and whimpered.

Heaven has always had an attitude of rejoicing in what is happening, and people seem to recognize this, and no one dares to touch this freak anymore, leaving him to fend for himself, only to know that he has returned to this place with the flow of water.

Not long after he was thrown aside, a forest deer hissed through the sky and pierced his ears, and the old man with angry teeth seemed to have met an opponent, and the sky was still the same cloudy appearance, but at least there was light, and the colorful halo from the forest deer enveloped the earth in an instant, and people also found a trace of comfort and warmth in the cold and biting water, and they all kowtowed and cheered to the savior-like forest deer to offer the most sincere thanks.

Crashing out of the forest, he was full of ease on the city wall, looking at the human figure below the mountain, raising his proud head, announcing his arrival, which was an unforgettable picture of the group of dying ghosts underground.

Lin Lu saved the town, although it sounds inexplicable, but it was only from the heavy rain that it appeared, and the disaster that came out of thin air disappeared in such a ridiculous way, this supernatural phenomenon cannot be explained by science.

"The moon can only be seen at night on the ancient festival. "It's as if someone has cursed the town, and the moon is never seen again on normal days, and of course people don't care, but they seem to love life even more.

Since then, there has been no catastrophe in the town, and there is no longer a time when the auspicious rui in the mouth has appeared, so that except for the people in the town, the outside world thinks that they are crazy and stimulated.

"Once the woodcutter went into the mountains to chop wood and found deer antler velvets! It is the same in color and shape! And then every year in the evening of the ancient early festival, this kind of sacred object appears in the mountains, that is, the king of the mountain in their mouths!" the man's face was full of excitement, and his hands kept rubbing.

"I've seen molting, but I've never seen molting. Hua Qiubai, who had listened to the story for a long time, finally got to the end, and floated out a sentence faintly.

"Or maybe it's a deer!"