Chapter 5 The person who knocks on the door in the middle of the night
There was no other way, so Shaoqiu had no choice but to run forward desperately. Otherwise, would he still stay there and wait to die?
Fortunately, the black bandit probably couldn't see his face clearly in this dark night and didn't know who he was. Otherwise, it would have been difficult to stay in this deserted village.
Shaoqiu ran forward desperately, along the small road, fell down, and accidentally fell into a ditch. But it didn't matter, he just got up. He definitely couldn't fall into the hands of this black bandit.
Otherwise, it's over.
Under the mountain, there was a small boat. There should be no one on the boat at this time, so Shaoqiu jumped on the boat and went down the river, gradually disappearing into the vast night. No one could see him anymore.
.
"Damn it, stop now. If you run again, I will kill you. Anyway, no one can see you in this barren mountain." The black bandit said this in a very ferocious tone. Anyone who heard it would be surprised.
Scared, let alone this Shaoqiu.
But Shaoqiu was disobedient and kept rowing downstream. Gradually, the black bandit's words could no longer be heard, and only a few wisps of breeze lingered in his ears.
"Fortunately, we got rid of that gangster. Otherwise, the trouble would have been huge. It might be impossible to live a happy life in the future." Shaoqiu thought.
But at this moment, for some reason, the boat seemed to be having trouble with him. It hit a huge stone, water entered the cabin, the boat capsized, and Shaoqiu also fell into the water.
"Who the hell are you? How dare you ignore what I said? You are so brave. If you don't stop, I won't be polite if you leave!" The black bandit stood on the shore and roared like this. His voice was like this.
It was so big that Shaoqiu stood aside and trembled, not knowing what to do.
How could Shaoqiu dare to say anything at this time, wasn't he afraid of death? But at this point, fear of death was useless, so he had to run on, otherwise, he would really die in this place, which would be a huge mistake for himself.
A knife flew over and stuck right into Shaoqiu's back, which started to bleed. This made Shaoqiu so frightened that he almost didn't know he was afraid, but he had no choice but to keep running forward.
But after struggling in the water for a while, I lost all my strength. I fell into the river and kept moving forward with the current, not knowing where I should go.
Seeing Shaoqiu lying in the river, the black bandit thought that he probably wouldn't survive, so he patted the dust on his hands, cursed again, and left, returning to his mountain temple to get those damn things done.
The stuff is gone.
Shaoqiu returned to his house. At this time, there were almost no people in this wild land. Most of the people in the deserted village were not at home at this time. As for where they were going, who knows.
Shaoqiu was lying by the window, looking at the moon outside. The moon looked beautiful at the moment, and under the moon, a girl kept singing, and the song was so beautiful.
Xiaohua was singing to him at this time, but Shaoqiu didn't dare to listen. Otherwise, Uncle Hua would blame him if he found out about it. Although he wouldn't beat him to death, he could still let him eat it.
I can't walk around in circles.
For this reason, Shaoqiu did not dare to listen, so he closed the window, put a cloth in front of the window, then turned on the light and read a book. As expected, it got better. The girl's singing was not heard much, but
There was a little insect singing something.
Although there is no singing outside, it still makes people feel quite uncomfortable, as if something big is going to happen. As for what will happen, who knows?
There was a clear sound of crying not far away. Although it was the cry of a girl, who was crying? For a moment, Shaoqiu, who was staying in the room, didn't know much because he was concentrating on reading.
Books from sages and other things, never mind.
The bright lights, a faint wisp of wind coming from the dilapidated house, and the lovely shadow that has been with me for many years...it's so nice.
Someone was scolding someone outside the door, but Shaoqiu didn't dare to respond. In this deserted village, killing a lot of people was not a big deal, so he shouldn't go to war with people over trivial matters.
Shaoqiu decided not to care about these things and just read his own sages' books. He didn't bother to care about other things.
The beautiful words, the music like a gurgling stream flowing out of the words, the howling of wolves not far away from time to time, and the dilapidated but still sturdy house. With these, Shaoqiu
I think it's enough.
After reading for a while, Shaoqiu felt a little tired, so he put down the book and sat alone on a dilapidated chair, listening to the wind blowing gently, and then disappeared somewhere.
He looked at his hand. This hand was good at this time. It could even be said to be elegant. It no longer had the brutality when wielding the hoe during the day, nor the despicableness when it was life-threatening. At this time, his
These hands, which look so tender and tender, are really a bit noble, aren't they?
At this time, a burst of footsteps quietly appeared in front of his house. In front of this dilapidated house, people's footsteps were usually not heard. Why were there footsteps at this time?
Shaoqiu didn't quite understand, but since there were footsteps, it was probably because people thought he was a studious person, and maybe out of respect, he came here to take a look. Thinking of this, Shaoqiu felt a little bit in his heart.
hapiness.
"Fuck you, I'll beat you to death!" However, someone outside scolded him fiercely at this moment, and then dug up and down his door with a hoe.
You could feel that the door was cracked. With the faint light, Shaoqiu saw the hoe blade coming out of the door panel. If this hoe dug into someone's body, it would be terrible.
"Come out!" Someone yelled outside the door. The voice sounded familiar. It belonged to Uncle Hua, didn't it? But why did he come here in the middle of the night and be so fierce? It's true.
Shaoqiu opened the door and walked outside. He saw Uncle Hua standing outside the door and spat on the ground viciously.
"Tell me, tell me quickly, what have you done to my little flower? What have you done to her?" Uncle Hua asked, while pulling up Shaoqiu's collar, his voice was pitiful, making this person
Shaoqiu also began to tremble.
"I didn't do anything. It seemed that in the middle of the night, I heard someone crying outside the door, but I didn't know who it was. Then I closed the door and read alone in the room." Shaoqiu said to this.
Hua Bo said.
"You really didn't do anything bad to her?" Hua Bo asked, "Then why is she crying so loudly in the house?!"