You can also often eat the braised pork that makes your saliva when you think about it, and with a click, Bao'er felt a cold hand, and looked down to see that a drop of crystal clear liquid was shining starlight on her little hand, and touched the corner of her mouth, where did she feel wet.

The sleeve wiped the corners of his mouth, the crystal liquid was ignored by Bao'er with a big grin, why did my mother go for so long and didn't come back, I was so hungry, I didn't eat enough tonight, I don't know if there is anything delicious in my mother's baggage. Bao'er rummaged in the burden given to her by her mother, the cold wind was blowing in the night, she could be said to be cold and hungry, if there was a white bun it would be a wonderful thing, although she just thought of braised pork, but she knew that she was waiting here for her father and mother to go to the world she was very curious about.

Finally touched a few white buns in the baggage, Bao'er took out one and put it on the tip of her nose and took a sip of the aroma, it was so fragrant, the white buns made by her mother were fragrant and attractive, but I don't know when my mother and father came back to find me, I still ate them in small bites, so that I could wait for them while eating.

In the grass on the side of the road, an eleven or twelve-year-old boy was sitting on the side of the road, eating white buns one bite at a time, humming an unknown country accent in his mouth, and waiting for his parents with fun. The sky in the distance was still blood-stained, red and frightening, and the simple Bao'er only regarded the half of the red sky as a strange phenomenon, just like a meteor shower that she didn't know.

After eating the last bite of the white bun, Bao'er yawned, it had been a long time, why hadn't her father and mother come back. Sleepy, Bao'er rubbed her eyes, looked at the sky Bao'er yawned, rubbed her already sour eyes, and hugged the burden given to her by her mother and shrunk into a ball.

Bao'er dozed off for a while, and couldn't sit still. I stood up and jumped for a while, still not waiting for my father and mother to come back. Bao'er decided to go back to her father and mother, she had been waiting for so long, why hadn't they come back? In the end, I chose to carry my bag and go back to the village to find my father and mother, humming a little song all the way, and shaking the village.

With a smile on her face, Bao'er returned to the entrance of the village, and her eyes were filled with the light of the fire rising into the sky. Originally, the house had turned into ruins, and Bao'er was frightened by the sudden fire, how could this be? Obviously, when she left tonight, she was still doing well, the jujube trees at the entrance of the village were still hanging with red dates, there were fresh vegetables in the fields, and Aunt Zhang's house next door still had the snoring sound that she would hear every night. But now the jujube trees have turned into charcoal, the fresh vegetables are no longer visible, and there is a sea of fire next door.

"Father, Mother, where are you?" Bao'er rushed into the village with tears in her eyes. The surrounding heat roasted their own face, and the skin on the ground was hot and painful.

Bao'er called out to her father and mother all the way, but the only thing she answered him was the raging fire and the east wind that fueled the fire.

"Father, mother. Where are you, Bao'er is afraid. Bao'er cried and called out to her parents, but there was still no answer from the surroundings.

Where have all the people in the village gone, and why is there no one. I can't find my parents, where did this raging fire come from, my father has been back for a long time. The mother followed the father back for a while. I couldn't find them, not even anyone in the village.

"Huzi, shrimp eggs, where are you?" Bao'er hoped that someone would be able to respond to her at this time, at least someone would not feel that she was the only one left in this world.

The fierce flames around the ground are getting stronger and stronger under the urging of the east wind, and the temperature is constantly rising. But he couldn't find the mood at that time, and walked at the door of every house nervously, and the tongue of fire cruelly involved a qiē.

Raising his head and looking at the sky around him, it was as red as blood donation, it turned out that the fiery red sky he saw at that time was caused by this, and he thought it was a meteor shower-like phenomenon, who knew that the village was actually destroyed.

A white light grazed Bao'er's cheek, leaving a trace of bright red blood, and Bao'er fell to the ground and turned around to see who had knocked him down.

"Uncle Village Chief, what's wrong with you?" Looking at the village chief who fell in front of him, Bao'er trembled and tried to help him up, but the blood stains on his body, Bao'er was afraid that her touch would hurt him, so she had to stop her hand in mid-air.

"Bao'er, hurry up, your father is in front, go quickly. The village chief pushed the treasure and told him to run quickly. Gu Cang is in front, and only Gu Cang can protect him. A black figure appeared in front of Bao'er, the big knife that shone with a white cold light, and the bright red blood was low. Seeing this, Bao'er couldn't sell her steps, her legs trembled, and she didn't listen to her own command at all.

"Let's go. The village chief yelled at Bao'er, pushed him out, and stood up straight to look at the black shadow that Na was slowly approaching. Bao'er couldn't see what the black shadow looked like, only that the person had a pair of very bright eyes, but there was no temperature in those eyes, as if everyone on the ground he was looking at would not have temperature and could not speak...... That's the look of a dead man.

I once saw the same look in the eyes of the guardian of Yizhuang at the entrance of the village, that is, I secretly ran out to play and saw that few people would go to that place, and even people passing by would spit and take a detour, as if there was something unclean there.

I sneaked in again, and there was a wooden coffin covered with ash, and there was an uncomfortable smell wafting in the air, and then I heard the footsteps and hid behind a coffin and quietly observed the person, it was a hobbling old man, a table was broken, described as withered, and a pair of eyes were calm and waveless. I was scared into a cold sweat when I saw such eyes, and then I was inexplicably scared every time I walked in here.

Today, I saw that frightening look in the eyes of this dark shadow again, and the black shadow was tightly wrapped in black clothes, revealing only those calm and waveless eyes.

A gust of wind swept by, and the village chief "bang" resisted the fierce attack of the black shadow with both hands, but his feet took a few steps back and stood firmly, and the sharp broadsword was grabbed by the village chief with his bare hands, and no blood flowed out. Seeing that the village chief could still grab his big knife fiercely, a hint of ridicule flashed in his eyes, and he raised his right foot and kicked it towards the village chief's chest. (To be continued......)