The entire deserted village was immersed in the cold, and in this severe cold season, bursts of crying and shouting could be heard from everywhere. The sound of whips was crackling endlessly.
I don’t know what happened, but someone heard that in the deep night, Grimm Mountain was angrily cursing his mother. As for why he scolded others like this, there is no definite answer.
Shaoqiu got up from the bed when the sun was basking on his butt. He glanced at the huge creature in the room and forgot about it for a moment. He really had all the words to curse his mother. But he finally didn't dare to curse out. In this deserted village, who would a scholar dare to curse?
Woolen cloth?
At this time, there were rumors in the deserted village that the firewood house of the black bandit was leaking. His firewood was now wet, and he could no longer make a fire and could not start it.
"You can't make a fire at all. I don't have a fire for cooking. If you dare to make a fire, do you want to be beaten?" The black bandits were carrying gongs and beating them everywhere in the deserted village, indicating that every household knew that, otherwise, they would be killed without mercy.
Faced with what the black bandit said, no one in the deserted village would disobey, and those who disobeyed screamed in pain under his whip. After being beaten, those who dared to light a fire also started to cry out.
I used cold water to put out the raging fire I had just started, and had no choice but to stand at the door with my hands in my sleeves and blow the cold wind.
It was so cold today that some of the cows in the cowshed began to moo, and some even saw tears streaming from the cows' eyes. On this snowy day that was too cold, the cows were still like this.
What about people?
After a few days like this, rumors spread throughout the deserted village that a child had frozen to death. In the dark night, some women hurried out of their houses and quietly buried their sons or daughters on the hills with tears in their eyes.
.Despite this, the black bandits still did not allow people to light fires in this heavy snowy weather, including of course Shaoqiu's house.
Shaoqiu was fashionable and sick, and his coughs kept echoing, which made those who heard them give a little sympathy, but compared to those dead children, what was this? Shaoqiu lay like this in this cold room,
Looking at the dilapidated big boat, there was still a lot of feces on the big boat, which made the room really smelly. And Shaoqiu, who was lying in the room like this, couldn't say anything, so he had to cover his head.
Nose, head covered and sleeping in a cold quilt.
I don’t know how long it took. Late one night, someone pulled back his quilt. He opened his eyes and saw who it could be. The gangster was standing in front of him! And his big hand was bleeding constantly.
, the blood dripped on Shaoqiu's face. Although it was uncomfortable, it also brought a little warmth.
"Get up quickly, the boss just hit someone's hand and broke it. Don't fucking sleep, go find medicine for the boss." The black bandit's follower said so viciously.
At this time, the black bandit tore off a piece of Shaoqiu's quilt and bandaged the wound. The wound stopped bleeding for a while. A wisp of wind penetrated through the torn quilt, making Shaoqiu tremble with coldness.
"I don't know medicine." Shaoqiu said.
"Just go if I tell you to. It doesn't matter whether you recognize him or not. Just arrest him." The man said.
Shaoqiu really had no choice at this time, so he had to brave the severe cold and get up from the bed. He walked out of the house and looked for herbs everywhere in the heavy snow. But there were no herbs at this time. He had to dig a handful of weeds in the soil.
With this handful of grass in hand, I guess I can avoid a severe beating.
"Is this okay for you?" Shaoqiu asked in a low voice.
"Damn it, why are you asking? Just smash it up quickly and apply it to the wound." The man said.
He had no choice but to do as he was told. The "medicine" was applied to the wound, and at this time, the gangster's attitude was obviously much better, and his aggressive attitude of beating people was lost in Javaland.
The purpose of the black bandit's trip is to get this big ship out. This is naturally the best thing for Shaoqiu. From now on, he will definitely not feel uncomfortable if he stays here. With more space, his mood will naturally be better.
It was not yet dawn outside, there was a rustling sound under the snow, and the howling of the strong wind continued, making Shaoqiu's mood very desolate and his body even colder. If he could light a fire at this time, he could sit alone on the fire
It would be nice to eat while grilling meat, but this gangster refused to let him!
Shaoqiu saw that the black bandits had brought the big boat out of the house, so he closed the door, climbed into bed, and had a good sleep before dawn. He had to go up the mountain to dig soil tomorrow. But as soon as he closed the door,
The thunderous banging on the door outside made Shaoqiu startled, wondering what the big deal was.
The door opened, and the black bandit took off Shaoqiu's quilt and insisted on pulling him up to help him carry the boat. Although Shaoqiu was still sick, he was frightened by the black bandit's force and did not dare to disobey, so he had to
I got up, followed him out of the door, and stood beside the big ship.
"Hold it up!" the black bandit roared.
Shaoqiu had no choice but to lift the big boat, but the black bandits asked him to lift it in the front, and there was only Shaoqiu in the front, and several others lifted the back. Obviously, the pressure was on Shaoqiu's side. He couldn't lift it at first, but it was on the black bandits.
After roaring loudly, what else can't be lifted up?
He was walking tremblingly, but when the people in the deserted village saw it, they were laughing. Of course, they were not laughing at the black bandit, but only at Shaoqiu. Heavy snow was still falling, and the road was quite slippery, and it was snow.
, it’s not easy to walk, of course.
Shaoqiu's strength was running low and he was sick. He couldn't walk a few steps. He was out of breath and even slipped, causing the black bandit behind him to flash his waist. The black bandit started to curse constantly, claiming that he had reached the age of 10.
By the river, I wanted to beat him however I wanted. Shaoqiu was already numb and no longer afraid.
When he lifted the big boat to an old tree, Shaoqiu really had no strength at all. Besides, he was lifting one end by himself, while three or four of them were lifting one end. How could Shaoqiu endure it? Lifting it to that tree
When he was near the old tree, he fell down and fell into the mud. At this time, the big boat came over and fell on top of him.
When the black bandit saw him like this, he put down the bar on his shoulders, rushed up to him, and kicked him a few times. He originally wanted to rescue him from under the big ship, but he didn't. Instead, he just walked away like a smoke.
Shaoqiu was now pressed under the big ship, trying to climb out of the mud mixed with ice and snow. It was so difficult that he was definitely not able to do it. He had no choice but to stop climbing because it was purely
It was a futile effort, it was of no use at all, and on the contrary, I lost a lot of my physical strength.
At this critical moment, an old man stepped forward and held the big boat, so that the pressure on Shaoqiu would not be so great, so that Shaoqiu could struggle to climb out from under the big boat. A strong wind howled.
The snow was blowing wildly, and ice cubes as big as rocks fell from the sky and hit Shaoqiu's head. It broke immediately and blood gushed out like a fountain.
The old man took one look and said nothing more. He sighed and left. When he walked not far from the deserted village, he heard him shouting loudly. It turned out that when he saw that he had saved Shaoqiu, the black bandits beat him severely.
Got him.
Shaoqiu was about to return to his house. It would be best to light a fire and eat some delicious food, but he saw the black bandit coming over again. He did not allow Shaoqiu to leave, and he had to get his big boat down the river.
Otherwise, he would not be able to go into the mountains to collect firewood. If he wanted to go into the mountains to collect firewood, it would be best to use a big boat.
This time, the black bandits didn't want him to carry the big boat. Instead, they took off their dirty shoes and asked Shaoqiu to carry them. He actually carried the big boat by himself.