It was dawn, the sun was creeping up over the horizon, and the rooster in the courtyard was clucking and clucking.

The wind in the early morning was slightly cool, accompanied by the sun, and fell on Su Changqing.

Su Changqing was standing bent down under the big banyan tree in the courtyard, holding a shovel in his hand, and was constantly digging the ground under his feet.

This time, he was going to dig up the books from the ground.

He had hidden these books for decades, and now he doesn't know if the wooden box outside has rotted or not.

He's been digging for some time.

Because it had been so long since then, he couldn't remember exactly where he was buried except vaguely remembering that he was buried underground.

Therefore, he could only keep digging around the tree.

Luckily, it's still early, enough for him to get it ready before he goes to work.

The leaves were next to him, wagging their tails as they toiled to dig into the ground.

Originally, it was a lawn, but now, the lawn here has been turned up, revealing a dark brown dirt, which looks extremely miserable.

After digging for nearly an hour, Su Changqing almost wondered if he had buried this wooden box, when his shovel finally touched a hard thing, this thing was hard, and when the shovel knocked on it, it could still make a "bang" sound.

It's going to be dug up!

Su Changqing was secretly surprised in his heart, wiped his sweat, and worked hard to dig the land again.

With hope, he dug the ground even harder, and after digging for a while, a wooden box that looked like a strong trace of time appeared in the big pit.

patted the wooden box with his hand, and Su Changqing tentatively picked it up.

It's heavy.

His hands were bruised, his face was flushed, he couldn't lift it in one breath, he slowly picked up the wooden box, and then pushed it out of the pit little by little.

Call......

He let out a long sigh of relief, and there was a blackness in front of him.

Climbing up the dirt pit with difficulty, Su Changqing sat on the mud and gasped for a few breaths before opening the wooden box.

The crate was unlocked, so he patted the dirt on the crate and opened it.

Because the sealing of this wooden box is quite good, except for the yellowing of these books, they are basically well preserved.

It's just that some of the pages of these books are inexplicably glued together.

After turning out a few copies, Su Changqing pushed the entire wooden box under the bed in the bedroom, and then ran to the yard to refill these big pits.

After filling in the pit, it was almost time to go to work, Su Changqing hurriedly drank some water, held the erhu and a book, and quickly walked towards the teahouse with light skills.

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The night wind gusted and made people panic. The shadow of the room was elongated, and it looked like it was dancing with teeth and claws.

Soon the day passed, and tonight the moon was bright and the stars were thin, and the night was quietly falling, taking away the hard work of the tired people for a day.

Li Yang wiped the sweat on his forehead with a towel, and he was in a particularly happy mood.

Now that he has cut down the tree that is blocking his house, he will be able to start work tomorrow.

The thought that he would be able to build a small four-story house for his father right away brought a smile to his face.

Back in the old dilapidated house, Li Yang turned on the light, planning to sleep well after watching TV.

It was exactly seven o'clock, and it was the time when the news broadcast began.

The dim light was bright and dim in the house, because the lamp was hanging from the roof, so when the wind blew, it would sway constantly.

Moths flew in through the window and lay on the light bulb, and a slight sizzling sound could be heard from time to time.

He turned his head and accidentally saw his own shadow, flickering on and off as the light bulb flickered.

I don't know why, he inexplicably thought that when he was a child, he would often use gestures to imitate the shadows of animals, and then have fun.

Thinking about the fond memories of his childhood, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a smile.

The old father, who was in the other room, had already fallen asleep, and as if he had thought of something, he crept to his father's room and helped him cover the quilt.

He is a filial son, when he was young, he went to work in the big city with the people in the village, this part-time job, is a full ten years, in these ten years, he has a wife, and a son, it can be regarded as a happy family, but every time he thinks of his old father living a hard life in his poor and white hometown, his heart will be whipped by ethics and morality.

So he came back at once, intending to build a new house for his father.

I'm going to lay bricks tomorrow.

He thought to himself, yawning involuntarily.

Let's sleep.

Li Yang rubbed his eyes a little worriedly, his face didn't wash his teeth or brush, he just fell straight on the wooden bed, and suddenly, the snoring sound shook the sky.

And next to him, in the old TV, there are still today's news headlines.

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The night is deeper.

The autumn wind ripples in circles in the air, and the leaves are blown to the ground.

Li Yang fell on the narrow wooden bed, his eyes closed, as if he was wandering in a dreamland.

The window was not closed, and the wind from outside quietly poured in, making the window rattle continuously, and it sounded like a storm was coming.

He was asleep soundly, when suddenly a cup on the table was hit by a violently blown curtain and fell to the ground with a "snap".

Li Yang was awakened by this voice, suddenly shuddered, and suddenly got up from the bed.

Whew......

He gasped for breath as if he were having a nightmare.

The electric light above his head kept flickering, pulling his shadow to the old elder, and he looked bleak.

Wiping his sweat, Li Yang just turned his head, but he was startled by the sturdiness, and he almost lost his soul.

I saw that on the dim wall, the shadow that belonged to him was getting longer and longer, and then, this shadow actually stood up from the ground!

Li Yang was so frightened that he fell off the bed and fell to the ground, his legs trembling with fright.

I saw that the shadow was pressing towards him step by step like a person, and it walked without sound, but it seemed to be walking on the tip of his heart, and he was almost faint with fright.

"No...... Don't come here!"

The last trace of sleepiness in his mind disappeared completely, and he lay on the ground, shouting loudly, but his legs trembled.

Run, run, run!

Come on!

His heart was screaming, and his eyes were almost bursting out.

Finally, he stood up with a rolling belt, and immediately wanted to grab the door.

It's just that no matter how fast he is, he can't be as fast as this shadow, only to see that shadow with lightning speed, quickly, pushing him into the corner step by step!

"You...... You—don't come here!"

His hands trembled, his legs softened like mud, and he watched the dark shadow expand in his pupils.

Finally, the shadow grew bigger and bigger, and finally, it swooped down on him!

！！！

！！

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Li Yang sat up from the bed abruptly and looked around, the cup on the table was not broken, the light above his head was still swaying, and the wind outside the window was blowing very gently. There was also a wisp of wind that blew on his sweat-stained head, which was somewhat cold.

Obviously, what happened before was a dream of his.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Just remembering the horror of the dream, he looked at the white wall next to him like a frightened bird.

Luckily, nothing.

He finally laughed, feeling that he was really too suspicious.

It's just that his smile is halfway revealed, and he suddenly stops.

Then his head turned to the wall again, but, no matter how he looked, his eyes were fixed on the wall, but he could not see the answer he was looking for.

Li Yang's face suddenly turned pale.

Where has his shadow gone!?

He scrambled out of bed, his heart pounding.

What about his shadow? What about his shadow!?

He lowered his head, and there was nothing on the ground.

He was crazy to look for his shadow, but no matter how he looked for it, he didn't see his own shadow at all.

The shadow of the table next to him was clearly imprinted on the ground, and with the continuous shaking of the electric light above, Li Yang was even more frightened.

At this moment, he accidentally glanced at the wall and suddenly spotted his own shadow.

It's just that this shadow is very strange, as if it has its own consciousness, and when it found that Li Yang was looking at it, its shoulders kept shaking, as if it was laughing at him.

Is it possible that there are still shadow ghosts in this world?

He was startled, and rubbed his eyes vigorously, but when he looked again, the strange shadow on the wall had disappeared, and on the ground, his own shadow had reappeared.

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