Chapter 1 Monsters in the mountains

It's snowing this year.

Although it is south, Huaiqing is a mountain city with a high altitude, so it will snow.

A boy of six or seven years old dressed like a rice dumpling, and his clothes were from his two cousins ​​when they were young. They were bulging, worn but warm.

Snowflakes floated on his head, and he was still sitting foolishly under the locust tree at the entrance of the village.

He could sit at the entrance of the village all day.

When I first came to my uncle's house, there was an idle sister-in-law in the village who was joking with melon seeds and teasing him a few words. As a result, the old sister-in-law's mouth smoked and didn't say anything back.

"Crows can talk?"

Finally, once, Feng spoke unreasonably and asked very seriously.

Several old sisters-in-law laughed and said that crows could not speak.

"But the crows on the tree kept talking, talking more than you."

The little boy said something inexplicable on his simple face, and the old sisters-in-law were scared.

However, later, people in the village always found that the young man was under the locust tree and didn't know what to talk to, as if someone was sitting next to him.

Fear and exciting.

Now the villagers are familiar with it. They all say that Su Xiaoxin gave birth to a fool outside and asked her brother to take her back to the village.

Su Xiaoxin is his mother.

The three crows came again and kept calling on the branches above his head.

"A such a powerful person came to the north, and Lord Shengqing probably couldn't beat her."

"Nonsense! How could Lord Shengqing not beat a human? I want to peck off the hair on your head!"

"Qua! You bald crow! You are doing evil things!"

The Ravens held a conference.

The crows can't speak. These three crows don't seem to know this fact and keep talking.

He listened quietly for a while, a villager pushing a truck passed by, stopped and looked at the treetops in confusion.

"Why do these crows always come to the old locust tree? You can't make a nest, right? It's so unlucky."

Feng Wuli waited for the man to walk away before getting up and running back into the house. He tripped too fast.

Because the clothes were too thick, I rolled twice before I stopped.

I got up and patted my body, and after entering the house, I came out again. I grabbed a handful of peanuts in my hand. Because my hands were not big, I only had seven or eight peanuts.

He came to the locust tree, opened the peanuts in his hand, and three crows flew down, one fell on his arms, one fell on his shoulders, and one fell on his head.

He has become familiar with them.

"The fallen flowers really don't poke."

"Don't rob, don't rob!"

"Uh, it's all!"

The peanuts in Feng Wuli's hand disappeared with the naked eye. He asked, "Do you know, there are villains in the mountain?"

The crow that fell on his head croaked and said, "Little man?"

"Is it floating dust?" said the crow on his shoulder.

Feng Wuli was puzzled: "What is Fuchen? Is the same monster as you?"

"It's different! They are the weakest monsters."

The crow on his arms was anxious when he heard it: "You are desperate, but the Lord Yishan heard you eat!"

The crow was suddenly scared off one of his feathers, and he would only make meaningless croaking.

"Can you take me to find them?"

"I have rarely seen Fu Chen and others recently, but there should be some in the mountains, so we need to look for it first."

Upon hearing this, Feng Wuli nodded, his eyes were lively, and he obviously didn't look like a fool.

The crow on his head said again: "I have been counting just now. Ah Huan ate four fallen beans, three of them, and I only ate two..."

"Uh, it's all!"

"Don't rob!"

At this time, a girl came out of the yard and saw the three crows on Feng Wuli's body, she was startled first, and went back to the house to pick up the broom and ran out:

"Go away quickly and get away quickly! Don't bully my brother!"

Three crows were swaying over and over again, and the last peanut was too late to eat, leaving Feng Wuli with the girl to listen to the sound of the croaking sound.

I was wearing too much clothes, so my cousin rummaged through the boxes and checked. She felt relieved when she was not injured. She put it on and patted the bird feathers left on his clothes.

"These crows are too brave, so they just snatch people to eat!"

If it were the past, Feng Wuli would say that they were his friends, but that would scare his cousin. He knew that some of his friends were to hide, so he stopped pressing.

"It's snowing and it's cold outside, so go back to the house."

My cousin held his hand and was trembling with coldness. He brought Feng Wuli into the house.

...

The snow fell intermittently for four days before it stopped.

The thick clouds emit sunlight, and beams of land fell into the mountain village. The scattered village houses looked like fragmented and forgotten places, with occasional smoke from cooking cooking straight towards the sky.

After the snow, the mountains are like silver snakes dancing, and a series of small footprints appear in the forest.

Two crows led the way in front, and talked all the way, and often quarreled, and then asked Feng Wuli to judge them.

The boy dressed like a Fuwa walked alone on the snow. The heat air turned into white mist when the nose was discharged, and his little face turned pink and tender.

Listening to the crow quarreling, he narrowed his eyes and smiled, like a child who had stolen candy.

Feng Wuli knew that walking out of these mountains was the city where his parents were. He was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and continued on his way.

Originally, he lived in the sand with his parents, but his father became addicted to gambling and owed more than 10,000 yuan outside. Four or five middle-aged young men dressed in migrant workers came to me on motorcycles several times, and the family was gone. My mother is now clamoring for divorce.

The two young men and women don’t seem to have a strong sense of parenting. Moreover, Feng Wuli is very strange when he is young, always stupid and doesn’t like to talk when he is not demented, like an emotional defect, or he doesn’t know who to chat with in the corner, and others are afraid of watching it. Both of them have always avoided talking about the child’s problems. Although his mother wants to take care of him, she is unable to do so.

Finally, my uncle, who was smoking a dry tobacco, took him back to Huaiqing's hometown without saying a word.

The two of them thought the child was lost.

He didn't say a word.

His parents don't like him, he knows.

No one knows what is in the forest. In the early years, whenever there was a snowfall, jackals, tigers and leopards that could not find food in the mountains went down the mountain from time to time. After liberation, they were hunted and killed in order to protect people and animals, but they have not been seen in recent years.

He came to find a villain, and heard from a mother-in-law in the village that there were villains in the mountain.

The mother-in-law was very kind. Others said that this child likes to lie, but she only doesn't. She said that she seemed to hear crows occasionally talking, but she couldn't hear clearly, and thought her ears were not good. She also said that there were villains in the mountain, with big fingers and very cute. There were immortals, who said there were immortals in the mountain, and Feng Wuli asked her if she had ever seen immortals. At that time, the old lady seemed to be reminiscing and gave him a positive answer.

"Just right in front of you."

One crow fell on his shoulder, and the other was performing a crow flying southeast.

Suddenly, the forest made some noise. Feng Wuli looked at a pile of shrubs behind him. A fat creature, like a dog or a leopard, jumped out, leaving a saliva to look at him.

Feng Wuli took a step back, clenched his fleshy little hand, his body stiff, and the big dog arched his body and made an attacking gesture.

It is said that tigers do not eat drunk people, and this big dog should not eat fools, right?

The crow on his shoulder flew up.

He flew over his wings to the big dog, and his body quickly grew bigger and grew in the wind. Two arms with black feathers grew under his wings, and his feet grew longer, turning into a crow man more than two meters tall. He looked like a huge body like a door, hunched his back, looking down at the big dog from a high position.

“Qua——!”

The snow on this tree fell down, and the black dog shook like a sieve.

...

"Just right in front!"

In the forest, a big black dog sat on its back and two crows stood on its head. One of them stretched out its wings to peck at the feathers. In fact, other birds pecked at the feathers were parasites. There were no parasites on their monsters, but it said that other crows were doing this and they could not be compared.

I don't know what to compare.

"Don't you really peel it off?"

The crow asked innocently: "This is a wooden dog. It was rare to see the size of the wooden dog before. Its leather can be made into furs and mattresses, which are very warm."

Feng Wuli held the dog's back and refused to let himself fall: "Is it a monster?"

"It is a natural creature, an animal, and animals will not turn into monsters."

Just like they look like crows, they are completely different from crows.
To be continued...