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Chapter 48 Calling people

One day, Shaoqiu walked up the mountain again with a hoe. After a busy day in his fields, when the sun hung in the west, he had to go back. But before going back, he had to go to the top of the mountain to collect firewood.

Otherwise, there will be no firewood to burn when we return.

When we reached the top of the mountain, there was no one around. Most of the people had returned to their homes, chatting with their women, or worrying about firewood like this young man. But on the top of the mountain,

There was no one around for a while, and it seemed that Shaoqiu was alone. Deep in the dense forest, it was extremely eerie and terrifying. He originally wanted to get some firewood, but after seeing the gloomy atmosphere, he did not dare to go.

He just sat on the top of the mountain, looking at the sun that was about to set. At this time, he thought of Xiaohua again, but he didn't know what she was doing at this time. Was she worried about these firewood like himself?

This is a slope, and there is a dense forest growing on the hillside. Few people dare to go in on weekdays, and Shaoqiu, as a scholar, even dare not go in, especially when the sun sets. However, Shaoqiu, after all,

As a scholar, he doesn't pay much attention to these rumors. He is just sitting on this mountain. Who can do anything to him?

I glanced at the sunset in the west. The sun was about to set, and someone seemed to be shouting something on the horizon. When I listened carefully, I couldn't hear anything. Maybe he heard it wrong? The evening wind was blowing.

, a bit chilly, and felt cold on his body at this time. Shaoqiu stood up and wanted to go back. But when he stood up, he fell down and rolled towards the depths of the dense forest. I don’t know how long it took.

When he woke up, he found that the surroundings were completely dark and he could hardly see his fingers.

"Where am I at this time?" Shaoqiu asked himself. After carefully looking at his surroundings, he found that he was staying deep in the dense forest. And next to him, there was a coffin, which was dark.

Rumo made him so scared that he could not stop trembling.

He wanted to get up, but his body seemed to weigh a thousand kilograms and he couldn't stand up. He just lay on the ground like this. Even though it was wet, there was nothing he could do. Facing this thing alone in this dense forest was still a bit difficult anyway.

It was unbearable. And he didn’t know that he was fine, so why did he fall from the mountain? What was going on?

It's really dark deep in the dense forest, no light from the sky can come in, and even if there is a moon outside, there is no light in this dense forest.

I was really scared at this time, and there was no one to accompany me, so I had to lie down on the ground. Fortunately, the ground was covered with moss and was not very dirty. I finally could stand up. When I looked up and looked around, I found that for the first time

The standing coffin was completely gone.

Shaoqiu didn't dare to stay there, nor did he dare to go down, because in the valley below, there was something even worse according to legend. He couldn't go down at this time, and he couldn't go down even if he died. He had no choice but to go to the top of the mountain desperately.

Climbing, I finally climbed up, and found that the firewood I placed on the top of the mountain was gone. Could it be that the wind blew it away?

I returned to my house empty-handed, cooked a meal, and stood outside the house again, looking at the mountains in the distance. The deserted village was also very brightly lit at this time, and people probably gathered with each other, talking about the world.

thing, and for Shaoqiu standing in front of his house, he would not take it seriously at all.

At this moment, a woman stood on the other side of the river, stretching her neck and calling herself. Facing this woman, Shaoqiu had no choice but to stop listening. The woman standing on the other side of the river shouted:

After watching Shaoqiu for a while, for some reason, the Grimm Mountains were called out again, and there seemed to be people still crying on the Grimm Mountains.

Shaoqiu immediately closed the door, and when he entered the house, the woman on the other side stopped shouting, and the faint crying sound of the woman coming from the Grimm Mountains also disappeared for a while. Shaoqiu then opened the book

, turned on the light, and started reading alone again.

But at the door, the strong wind howled continuously, and a stone hit his house, making a clear sound, and then rolled down to nowhere.

Shaoqiu didn't understand who would be standing on the other side calling him in the middle of the night. He didn't want to pay attention to it. He would have to go up to the mountain to work tomorrow after sleeping. But he couldn't sleep no matter what, and the shouting from the other side didn't diminish at all. It seemed that there was no response.

He vowed not to give up.

Shaoqiu had to walk out of the door at this time. There were no lights in the deserted village at this time. Only the sound of the small river going eastward kept coming. Hearing it, it made people feel desolate and speechless. However, fortunately, the moon shone down and the stars were shining.

Like fire, the road was not invisible. At this time, he walked out of his house, walked forward, went down to the river, and stood on this side of the river, wanting to hear who was there.

Call yourself.

After standing there for an unknown amount of time, I realized that there was no one on the other side of the river. It seemed that I was overthinking it, maybe I heard it wrong. But I heard it clearly, how could I be wrong?

"Shaoqiu!" The man on the other side of the river started to shout again. However, Shaoqiu was quite hesitant about whether to respond. However, he felt that if he didn't respond, wouldn't it be too rude?

"Alas." Seeing that the man was shouting hard, Shaoqiu replied.

When he heard someone responding to him, the man on the other side stopped shouting, and Shaoqiu did not prepare to cross the river. Instead, he returned to his house and stood in front of the house door again, wanting to sleep, but failed.

drowsiness.

However, at this time, he was not in a good mood. He suddenly remembered the legend of the old man in the deserted village. He said that he heard strangers calling him, especially in the middle of the night, and was absolutely unable to respond. But he did not know why he responded to them. This is not

Is it a good thing to know?

He was standing in front of the house at this moment, not daring to sleep for a moment, for fear of something scary happening to people, and if he didn't sleep at this time, what could he do? There was no one to talk to him, in this deserted village, and at this night

, it looks so dark.

At this time, if there is someone to accompany you, you may not feel so scared, but at this time, who else can accompany you? There is no one, you can only accompany yourself. And this heavy snow is here

It was raining continuously outside the door. Shaoqiu did not dare to stay outside, so he entered his room and sat in front of the dilapidated desk, feeling at a loss for a moment.

"Whatever, maybe I heard it wrong. What are you afraid of? I still have to go up the mountain to farm tomorrow." Shaoqiu said to himself.

It was extremely cold at this time, and he couldn't make a fire, because since the last time he made a fire and was beaten by the gangsters, Shaoqiu didn't like fire very much. If he was beaten again, he would definitely not be able to do it.

At this time, it was already snowing heavily outside, and it was completely white, and the branches that could not bear the snow kept falling down, making a coughing sound.

At this moment, he seemed to hear a woman calling him on the other side of the river. He didn't know why she braved the cold in this snowy day to call him. Is his name so nice? Don't worry about him, Shaoqiu.

At this time, I climbed into bed and didn't dare to sleep. I just listened quietly, listening to the voice of calling people dancing with the wind. At this time, the sound of the small river flowing eastward also came, making the deserted village suddenly

It seems even more miserable.


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