Mountain paths, ghosts cry wolf howl. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Xiao Yanmil stepped on the way back to the village.

Passing by the mass grave, the ghost fire was swaggering, and he was not afraid at all.

It's not fun to live, it's a bad life, who is afraid of any demons and monsters?

Stumbled all the way back to the gate of the courtyard.

The courtyard is not like a courtyard, a bunch of broken fences.

The house is not like a house, with a few sides of rotten wood.

When I got into the house, I didn't take off my shoes when I heard the voice of the old man next door: "My son, are you back?"

The old immortal is calling the soul again, Xiao Yanmil is furious!

Ran to the front of the mother's house and kicked the door open.

On the kang sat an old woman, dressed in rags, guarding a lone lamp.

Hearing the sound of kicking the door, the old woman knelt on the kang and kowtowed: "Master, I can take everything from my house, but don't hurt my son." ”

"You blind, what kind of lamp?"

He's already scolded.

"Yes. The old woman let go of her fright and carefully explained: "I lit the lamp to show you the way, remember when you were a child, you went out to play, and came back late ......"

"You fart!" Xiao Yanmil raised his hand high and clenched it into a fist: "If you hadn't given me such an unlucky name when I was a child, would I have been able to do everything wrong?"

The son got angry again, still for the sake of the name.

The old woman's tears had already dried up, so she could only explain to her son with a bitter face again: "Your father and I gave you the name of Yan Mei because we want you to be like Han Mei in the harsh winter, not afraid of wind and snow." It was the local security guard who reported the spy who reported that he made a mistake, and this is what happened......"

"!" The clenched fist finally fell slowly: "Don't fool me by saying this, just rely on you old immortal, and that dead ghost, can you come up with the word Hanmei in the harsh winter?"

With a mournful sigh, the mother-in-law stopped talking.

Blowing out the lonely lamp, Xiao Yanmil turned around and left: "Business has not been good recently, there is no food at home, you should be hungry for three days." ”

All the money was sent to a brothel, but it starved my mother for three days.

Thunderbolt couldn't bear it anymore.

Charge it for three days, and call it the kindest person!

Like a meteor across the sky, she broke through the clouds and went straight to the courtyard.

The feather fan leads the wind to explore the way, and Bai impermanence cuts a move.

Intercepted the electric hand and angered the electric whip.

"Get out of the way, or you'll be the first to die!"

"Want to relieve hatred?" Bai Wuchang was so angry that his face turned purple: "Take someone's head with a whip, it's not fun to relieve hatred like this!"

I already hated to break this thief's body into thousands of pieces, and the lightning whipped the thunderbolt, causing thunder and darkness to make the night and murderous in the sky.

"Miss Dian, Xiao Yanmil should be damned, and there is another person, too!"

Bai Wuchang gritted his teeth, approached Xiaodian, and said a bastard.

After hearing this person, Xiao Dian asked coldly, "What do you want?"

Under the void, Bai Wuchang sneered: "Miss Lao Fudian took this person's soul, and I want to let him have evil retribution." ”

"Okay, kill this person first, and then behead the rebel, and no one will want to escape. ”

Drilling into the dark clouds that cover the sky, the lightning is gone.

Bai Wuchang looked at Xiao Yanji from afar, and sighed secretly: "This is your last chance, if you still don't repent, I will kill you with my own hands." ”

The person who swore not to kill actually wanted to kill Xiao Yanmil?

The kindest person?

It's worth a thousand cuts!

After sleeping groggily all day, Xiao Yanmil didn't seem to be able to wake up.

got up with a headache and went to my mother's house to scold her.

As a result, my mother saved two sweet potatoes, but she was reluctant to eat them, so she gave them to Xiao Yanji.

After eating sweet potatoes, he couldn't stop his mouth, and after a few words of kissing his mother, he staggered out of the yard.

The night is dark and the clouds are covered, who should steal today?

With two knives in his arms, Xiao Yanmil wandered around.

The barns of the houses were fenced.

Maybe it's time to run errands in Lincun.

Shaking three times in one step, I hurried in the dark, and heard a wail on the edge of the field.

The howl was miserable, and it was two voices.

Is it a ghost scream?

Ghosts are ghosts, I'm not afraid of retribution!

Pulling out two knives, Xiao Yanji touched them while it was dark.

When I got closer, I found that it was a field of winter cabbage.

Planted in late autumn and harvested in early winter, when new shoots are just emerging.

The wail came from the edge of the vegetable patch.

I smelled a fishy smell from afar.

It must have been a trap in the vegetable field that caught the wild boar.

God has long eyes, let me be so cheap.

Striding closer, it was a dying wolf.

There was only one breath left.

Next to the wolf were two little guys, who were actually a puppy and a small wild boar.

The two mournful cries came from the dog and the pig.

Strange things happen every year in the world, and today it has fallen on my head.

No matter how strange it is, it is as white as a wolf, and if it is skinned, it can be sold as dog meat.

Confirming that the wild wolf was no longer able to hurt people, Xiao Yanji opened the trap.

The clamp almost broke the wolf in two, and this wolf could survive until this time, and it was also very fatal.

dragged the half-dead wolf and walked on the road, and the puppies and wild boars followed closely and wept all the time.

I've driven them, I've kicked them, I've beaten them, but I just can't get rid of them.

Just ignore them and let them follow.

Dragging the wolf back to the courtyard, Xiao Yan was tired and covered with stinky sweat.

Pick up a lone lamp, and then sharpen your knives with water.

A wolf's skin is tougher than a dog's skin, and the knife must be sharpened.

The puppies and piglets had fallen on the wolf's stomach at this time, lying on the wolf's wounds, and always wailing.

Through the swaying of the light, I finally saw that this was a she-wolf, still in the period of milk cubs.

Perhaps it was the she-wolf who fed the puppies and piglets with her own milk to provoke them to take her as a mother.

"Good intentions are not rewarded. When sharpening the knife, Xiao Yanmil smiled lightly: "Livestock is also a taste." ”

The knife was lit, and the murderous intent started, Xiao Yanji stood up and smiled at the wolf: "Lao Tzu will come and transcend you." ”

Approaching the wolf, the knife swayed.

Seeing him approaching with a knife, the puppy stood in front of the wolf, showing its tender fangs.

Knowing that it can't be beaten, it has to fight hard.

The piglet had not grown up and was unable to protect its mother, so he climbed down from the wolf's body, ran to Xiao Yanji's feet, and knelt down.

Clearly shed two lines of tears, staring at the bright knife in Xiao Yanji's hand.

Seeing the strange scene in front of him, Xiao Yanmou was shocked, as if he heard the piglet begging for mercy: "Kill me and let my mother go." ”

A piglet, it will die on behalf of its mother!

A puppy, it has to work hard for its mother!

The hand that holds the knife trembles like chaff.

The puppy's low barking and the piglet's crying all entered Xiao Yanmou's mind in an instant.

My eyes were inexplicably wet.

The knife also fell off inexplicably.

His knees went limp, and Xiao Yanmil knelt on the ground.

"Pigs and dogs are not as good. ”

The seven-foot-tall man rolled down tears.

"It turns out that I'm a pig and a dog!"

Muddy and half-floating, tonight is blessed to the soul.

Animals still understand mother's kindness, I am vain to be half of the world!

Looking at his mother's house, Xiao Yan's tears had already been completed.

Crawling hand and foot together towards the mother, like a newborn baby.

"Mother!

The rebel woke up and called hotly.

Like a lost child, back to his mother's arms.