After shaking like this for about an hour, Uncle Feng didn't seem to understand the principles of life contained in it. The thin man shook his head harder at this time. Due to his carelessness, he even hit a pillar. His head was injured for a while.
It was bleeding. However, even though it was bleeding, the thin man was still shaking, as if he would not give up until he understood Uncle Feng.
However, while the thin man was shaking his head, his woman stretched out one thigh and just glanced at the young woman's thigh. In Uncle Feng's opinion, the thin man's shaking of his head was in vain. However, Feng
The uncle was also a little hesitant at this time. He was afraid that if he slept with his woman, it would really go against the saint's wishes. He didn't dare to move for a while. He was afraid that the saint would scold him for a moment and he might have a stomachache or be in the mountains.
Being struck by lightning while working is undesirable.
At this time, Uncle Feng shook his head at the thin man and went out. He would not dare to stay in this room for a while. Otherwise, as the thin man said, he might "die badly." Feng
The uncle didn't want to die a good death, so he quickly climbed out of the door of the thin man's house and walked away without daring to look back. In the hut, he suddenly heard the sound of the young woman throwing a bowl, and the bowl broke.
The sound it made was so clear and crisp.
Uncle Feng, who heard this voice, didn't want to leave at this time, but at this moment, lightning flashed in the sky, and a fire broke out for no reason in a forest not far away. Just as Uncle Feng was hesitating whether to leave or not.
As he was leaving, there was a thunder in the sky. The loud sound made Uncle Feng startled. Fortunately, he did not do too much. Otherwise, what was hit at this time was not the forest in the distance.
And it might be him.
In the hut, the thin man and the young woman started to quarrel. It seemed that the young woman did not want to stay in that house anymore, but the thin man did not allow her to escape. The young woman was obviously no match for the thin man. After being held back, she thought again.
It is absolutely impossible to escape from the hut.
The young woman cried and returned to her bed. At this time, she kept calling Uncle Feng loudly, hoping that he could come back and spend a good night with her to get drunk and relieve her worries. However, Uncle Feng did not know where he had gone. At this time,
She could only shout at the sky, but could Uncle Feng still hear her shouts?
Uncle Feng returned to his house. The dilapidated house was completely desolate. The lights flickered in the wind and soon went out on their own. At this time, Uncle Feng was lying in the dark, imagining the young woman, knowing that he would not
It's time to go to someone else's house, but what's the point of living without a woman?
After Uncle Feng lay down, he closed the door. At this time, he was isolated from the outside world and ignored each other. It seemed to be just the right time. He didn't want to stay with others anyway, so it seemed better to live alone at this time.
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However, after closing the door, Uncle Feng couldn't open his eyes for some unknown reason. At this time on weekdays, he could still hear the love words spoken to him by a woman not far away. Of course, this was also vaguely audible.
You can’t really hear it, and if so, it’s most likely your own hallucination. It’s half July, which is the legendary Ghost Festival. On this day, every household will pay tribute to their ancestors.
Burn paper money to comfort the spirits of our ancestors.
Uncle Feng was no exception. After burning paper money for his ancestors that night, he closed the door and did not dare to go out at this time because it was rumored that on this day, hundreds of ghosts would go out and you could even encounter ghosts on the road in the middle of the night. There are things that should not be encountered. However, Uncle Feng may have been drunk at this time, so he did not take these rumors to heart, so he went out to see if there was such a thing.
In the eyes of Uncle Feng, the night in the deserted village was really desolate. At this time, most people were asleep, and the bright moon hung high in the sky. Uncle Feng was walking alone in this vast world. Fortunately, he was not with the young woman just now. There's nothing wrong with that. Otherwise, something might happen while walking in the wilderness at this time.
At this time, Uncle Feng is brave and has never cared much about ghosts and gods. Thinking about what people say, there may be some truth to it. It is already taboo to walk alone in this wilderness at this time, but this Uncle Feng still wants to Singing a funeral song that night, isn't this looking for death?
Uncle Feng sang funeral songs and beat the gong as he walked deep into the mountains. He knew that there was a barren grave deep in the mountains, which is also known as Luanzhong Gang. But under this night, what would this place be like? What was it like? He walked towards the mass graves, beating gongs and singing funeral songs. Of course, Uncle Feng did not forget to carry a large bundle of paper money on his shoulders. At that time, he thought Ah, if you encounter a ghost, just give all the paper money to others. If they get the money, it doesn't seem to be too difficult for him, right?
When he walked to the mass graves, Uncle Feng stood in the wind, and the night was just right. Even though the moon was tilting to the west, it still looked so beautiful. But on the mass graves, someone coughed somewhere. Although the sound was small, it could be heard clearly. Uncle Feng was a little scared, so he didn't dare to hit the gong. He just sat on a stone, trying to hear the coughing sound more carefully.
At this time, the moon seemed to have become very small, at least much smaller than before, and the moonlight was not very bright. At this time, I suddenly heard another cough, and this sound happened in my own body. He was around him, but what was in front of him? There was no one in the vast space. Uncle Feng was a little scared. He thought about it, today is the middle of July, when hundreds of ghosts go out, and he was alone. What on earth is going on on this mass grave?
Uncle Feng didn't dare to stay any longer, but the moon wheel in the sky now seemed to have grown a lot bigger, and became a square shape. Moreover, the moon wheel was blocked by some broken clouds for no reason at this time. It was almost as if I could not see my fingers for a moment, and not far away I heard someone cough again. At this time, Uncle Feng dropped the gong and no longer dared to sing a funeral song. He ran down the mountain as if he was desperate for his life. go……
However, after running for a while, Uncle Feng fell. He got up and wanted to continue running, but his clothes seemed to be caught on something. It was not easy to escape from here. Fortunately, Uncle Feng was ready to die at this time. With a strong pull, the clothes were really torn for a moment, leaving a piece in the wind, while they continued to run forward as if they were desperate...