The sun sets in the west.
The orange color rubs warmly on an abrupt mountain mouth.
At the head of the mountain mouth, a lonely courtyard stands there.
On one side of the yard is a dirt road next to a cliff. Green leaves hang on the wall made of branches. Several peach trees in the yard deliver their abundant fruits across the wall to the roadside.
On the other side of the yard, there is a steep slope.
On the edge of the slope, stood a thick walnut tree, with a young man reading a book sitting, a leisurely old man lying down, and a fat ox lying on his back.
The cow squinted its eyes and chewed hay happily.
The old man was leaning on a deck chair, holding a dry pipe, staring at the figure of the young man reading not far away with his cloudy eyes.
The young man has a fair complexion, a pair of dark and bright eyes, and holds a Taoist scripture in his hand. His expression is focused but has a leisurely and contented temperament.
a long time.
Until the orange color slowly dissipated, and a cool evening breeze blew.
The young man finally rubbed his sore eyes, put down his book and stood up. He nudged to the cow's side, lay down on the cow's heavy back, and stretched out with satisfaction.
The old man knocked the ash from the barrel of his gun, took a long breath, and said:
"How's your reading going?"
"I know all the words, but I still don't understand the meaning." The young man replied melancholy, leaning on the back of the cow.
"It's good to know how to read." The old man pondered for a moment, and sighed: "It's enough to know how to read... Starting tomorrow, you can read by yourself. Read a book a hundred times, and its meaning will appear by itself. If you read too much, you will also
I slowly understood.”
"Ah?" The young man sat up in shock and said in surprise: "What about you, sir?"
"Me? I'm going to build a road." The old man squinted and turned to look at the winding mountain road on the other side of the cliff.
"Hasn't the road been repaired? How can we repair it?" The young man scratched his head.
"Follow the road and build it farther." The old man raised the pipe in his hand and pointed to the depths of the mountain: "Now the road is only built from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, and it has not yet entered the mountain. It is so dangerous inside the mountain, and there is no road.
The roads are inconvenient for everyone.”
"Then I can work with you to repair it!" The young man said with a disapproving look on his face: "You build the road in front, and I will help look at things...Old Huang Beishuo."
The scalper under him snorted disdainfully.
"Hahaha!" the old man said with a cheerful smile: "The road is long and long, the road is long... You are still young, don't be so anxious! This road is too far, I have to go explore first to see if I can
It’s done.”
"is it far?"
"Far, very far... very far."
"Does it have to be repaired?"
"The road is long and long, and I will search for it up and down."
"That sounds difficult."
"The road is long and difficult, but the journey is about to begin." The old man smiled and knocked the dry smoke pot in his hand: "It is difficult and difficult, but the road is the most mysterious. Don't talk until you take a walk."
"Why are you in such a hurry?" The young man seemed a little uneasy: "We can wait until there are more people at the mouth of the mountain before we build the road."
"You also said you were on your way... hurry up, hurry up, and walk with your tail raised. If the mountain pass is full of people, you won't even be able to lift your tail." The old man smiled humorously.
The young man didn't know whether he understood the meaning, but he just scratched his head, chuckled, and leaned over to pull the ox's tail.
The ox glanced at him, its tail didn't move at all, and its mouth continued to chew slowly.
Above their heads, the lush walnut trees roared and laughed in the night wind.
The old man smiled, smiled, and suddenly his expression was stunned. He stood up with difficulty and looked towards the foot of the slope.
"What's wrong?" The young man jumped up, helped the old man, and followed his gaze.
It's a bare piece of loess, so monotonous.
"Aren't you going to follow me to build the road?" The old man turned his head and showed a narrow smile: "Then you go to lead the way first and see if you can recognize the way home."
As he spoke, his skinny arms shook slightly.
The young man stumbled and rolled down the steep slope.
"ah……"
In the empty world, only this long scream was left.
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Early mornings in northern summer are often shrouded in thin mist.
Especially in the forest park near the river, the fog seems thicker.
The riverside runway of Fenhe Park is surrounded by quiet river water on one side and lush willow forests on the other side.
The willow forest is planted on the artificially piled hills and has been neatly maintained by the greening department. The fog moves along the slope and becomes thicker and thicker as it goes up, making it look very strange.
Suddenly, a black cat screamed, broke through the thick fog, and rolled down the small slope.
To the morning exercisers on the track, this was a very normal thing. Maybe cats and dogs were fighting in the woods, and the black cat lost and was kicked down the hillside.
Therefore, the black cat rolling on the edge of the runway did not receive much attention.
The black cat lay on the slope for a while, stretching its claws and kicking its legs, shaking its head and tail, as if its body was covered with fleas.
After a long time, it staggered to its feet and ran away along the plastic track by the lake.
Perhaps because the body gradually became more active, the black cat's running posture became more and more flexible, and its speed gradually increased.
Until it met a familiar figure halfway.
A middle school student with an armband tied to his arm.
The black cat's running steps came to an abrupt halt.
If middle school students notice the expression of this black cat at this moment, they will definitely find the shock and confusion in its human eyes.
However, there is no if.
The young student was immersed in the cheerful music on his mobile phone and did not notice at the first moment that there was a black cat with dark clouds and snow beside him.
But as time went by, and as the black cat appeared in his sight again and again, even the dullest person would be aroused with curiosity in his heart.
Once you are curious, you will naturally take corresponding actions.
In this way, a middle school student with excellent academic performance was abducted by a black cat during his morning jog.
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The black cat sent the middle school student into the ocher-yellow six-story building. After looking at the surrounding scenery wistfully, he turned around and jumped into the lush bushes not far away.
But when it passed through the bushes, it found that it was almost evening, and for some reason it returned to the willow forest on the slope of the track by the lake.
By this time the fog had dissipated.
The thin clouds on the horizon slowly began to burn.
Burn.
Rolling fire clouds rose from the western sky, getting more and more intense and burning closer and closer.
From orange, to orange-red, to red, to fiery red, and then slowly turns into bright red.
The bright red color filled the field of vision, and the sky and the earth were empty. Except for this heavy bright red, there was no other color. A familiar but still vague murmur slowly sounded, gradually becoming noisier, until it filled the entire space, filling it with
All senses.
The tiny figure of the black cat stood in the endless flames, gradually twisting and deforming.
It was as if it was melting away in this deep burning.
Dull thunder rolled from a distance.
It's getting faster and louder.
Until the end, rumbling thunder resounded throughout the world, and the burning world continued to collapse and be destroyed with the thunder.
The figure of the black cat completely disappeared.
Where it last rested, there lay a sleeping young man.
"boom!"
With the last blast of thunder, the sleeping young man was finally awakened.
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In the dormitory, Zheng Qing, who was sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes.
A trace of scarlet appeared in his eyes, and then faded away quietly.
He mumbled something and slowly closed his eyes.
He turned over and fell into a deep sleep again.
Under the moonlight, short black hair was quietly spreading between his bare arms.
This chapter has been completed!