Jiang Han returned home. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info is more of a shack than a home. Jiang Han pushed open the door with a heavy heart, Xiao Ji saw Jiang Han come in, he didn't care about the discomfort on his body, struggled to sit up, and called "brother" sweetly in a somewhat weak voice, Jiang Han was very uncomfortable when he listened, tears couldn't stop flowing, he was a little distressed and a little scared, he hadn't seen his father and couldn't save his mother, Xiao Ji was already his only relative in the world, and he couldn't let Xiao Ji have anything to do no matter what.

Touched Xiao Ji's forehead, it was still the same, a little hot, and asked Xiao Ji a few words, although Xiao Ji's condition did not improve, fortunately, it did not worsen, Jiang Han decided to go up the mountain first to see if he could catch a pheasant to make up for Xiao Ji's body, maybe Xiao Ji drank chicken soup and his body would be better.

Thinking of this, Jiang Han felt full of enthusiasm again, found a homemade clip, turned out a piece of dry biscuit and put it next to Xiao Ji, brought a piece of it himself, boiled half a pot of boiling water for Xiao Ji, instructed Xiao Ji a few words, and went out of the door to walk outside the town.

There is a green pine mountain outside Qingsong Town, and the mountain is full of green pines with thick bowls, and Qingsong Mountain and Qingsong Town are named after this. The mountain is not big, nor high, nor very steep, and there is no king of the mountain on the mountain that I opened and planted this tree, so there are many woodcutters and hunters on the mountain during the day to collect firewood and hunt.

Jiang Han also often came to Qingsong Mountain before, so he was familiar with Qingsong Mountain. Xiaoji is young and ignorant, always shouting that he wants to eat meat, where does Jiang Han have the money to buy meat, so he pondered that he got a clip to try his luck in Qingsong Mountain, and it turned out that he really caught a pheasant, and went back at night to make a famous dish called flower chicken, and the brothers had a full meal. Since then, Jiang Han has always come to Qingsong Mountain, lucky to get some game for Xiaobei to satisfy his hunger, or take it to the market to sell it to buy some food, and if he is unlucky, he will send some firewood back and exchange some leftovers from the store with Zhang Dequan.

When he came to Qingsong Mountain, Jiang Han found a place that he thought was good, put the clip down, and then asked the gods and Buddhas to bless him to catch a pheasant and a hare. Because I went to Zhang Fatzi's house in the morning and was delayed for a while, it was already past noon when I came to the mountain, but my luck was not very good today, and there were no small animals caught in the net. After a while, it was already a little dark. Suddenly there was a thunderstorm in the sky, and it rained. "Unlucky", Jiang Han scolded secretly in his heart, "There is a broken temple in front, I'll go and hide from the rain first, otherwise I won't even have a piece of clothes to change when I get wet", now the torn clothes worn by Jiang Han and Xiaoji are still changed from old clothes by Mrs. Zhang, Jiang Han only kept one, and the others begged Aunt Zhang to help change it to Xiaobei to wear, if it is wet, how can I still have clothes to wear.

Thinking of this, Jiang Han hurriedly put away the clip, trotted for a while, and came to the door of the broken temple, this broken temple was originally a mountain temple, I don't know if the mountain god of Qingsong Mountain is not very effective or the location is too remote, few people in Qingsong Town come to this mountain temple to make incense and make wishes, and over time the temple will be abandoned, the roof has collapsed in half, and even the statue of the mountain god has collapsed in a small half. Jiang Han kowtowed to the mountain god a few times, begging the mountain god to bless him to catch more game, but his clip was still rarely able to catch the prey, Jiang Han didn't care, and every time he passed by, he had to come in and kowtow twice.

Diving into the temple, Jiang Han panted slightly, put down the clamp, sat on the ground, took out the dry cake in his arms that he didn't know a few days ago, took a few bites, and took out his broken gourd and drank water. "It's getting darker and darker, and the rain is getting heavier and heavier, what should I do if I don't go back to Xiaoji if I'm afraid? Will Xiaoji's illness worsen? Do you just go back ......in the rain?" thought in his heart, and he fell asleep on the offering table in a groggy state.

I don't know how long it took, a cool breeze woke Jiang Han up, and when he looked up, the rain had stopped, and there were a few stars hanging in the sky. "Why did I fall asleep, it's really a mistake, no, I have to go back quickly, Xiaobei must be in a hurry" Jiang Han secretly complained to himself, picked up his things and was just about to leave, when he heard a burst of footsteps outside, and looked out, it was the dozen or so masked people outside the Rifford store in the morning, but at this time the outfits were different, everyone was wearing night clothes, but the masks on their faces were still the same, and they were eerie and terrifying in the faint starlight. Even if Jiang Han is only ten years old, he knows that this group of people is by no means good, and the third watch does not sleep in the inn in the middle of the night, and runs to this wilderness in black, there will definitely be no good things. Thinking of this, Jiang Han slipped under the offering table and hid.

More than a dozen masked people walked into the broken temple, and the mourners led by them looked up at the broken statue of the mountain god, smiled contemptuously, and said to a few smiling people under him, "Da Yin in the city, these two old guys are still good, they can hide in this crowded Qingsong Town for twenty years, I really admire them, okay, let's send the two of them together to see Lord Yama today" After speaking, Jiang Han, who was only listening, was terrified, and goosebumps suddenly rose all over his body. Even if he was only ten years old, he could tell that this was not a good thing, and these people seemed to be plotting to kill someone. Jiang Han was beating a small drum in his heart, for fear that these people would find out and harm him together. At this time, I heard the mourner's voice again, "The third is coming, you guys go and ambush it, remember to use that, these two old guys are not easy to deal with, be careful not to be discovered by him." "Yes" A few smiling people agreed in a heavy voice, and immediately walked out of the broken temple.

Although he was very scared, his curiosity still drove Jiang Han to continue to look out through the gap in the rag curtain of the offering table, only to see the mourner pacing in the temple, and kept muttering: "The lonely wind blows away the Yama, and the waning moon reflects the nine shadows." Wanyue, Wanyue, I've been looking for you for twenty years, ......."

At this time, Jiang Han, who was hiding under the offering table, understood a little, what people these people were planning here, just for a thing called the waning moon, but they didn't know what this waning moon was, so that this group of people were willing to kill for it.

"Phew", Jiang Han secretly took a sip of the masked man in his heart. "This group of people, I saw that they were not good people during the day, but I didn't expect to be here to plot to seize wealth and kill people, and I don't know who is so unlucky, being targeted by these people, I must not be discovered, otherwise with the viciousness of these people, I can't escape being killed and killed."

When he was thinking wildly, there was a sound of footsteps at the door of the temple, and as soon as the temple door opened, two people walked straight into the broken temple, both dressed in black at night, each carrying a long burden behind their backs. Jiang Han really had the heart to remind the two of them loudly, there is an ambush here, someone wants to harm you, and he is afraid that he will be discovered, and he will be killed and abandoned in the wilderness, so he can only cover his mouth and prevent himself from making a sound.

"Crying night, my husband and wife have been retired for many years, don't ask about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, why do you have to force each other hard, and use my son to threaten each other. One of the people who came in said loudly.

"Why is this voice so familiar?" Jiang Han, who was shrinking under the offering table, looked out curiously, and by the faint starlight, Jiang Han saw the faces of the two people who came in, and couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise, and desperately covered his mouth to prevent himself from shouting, "Uncle Zhang, Aunt Zhang"!