Although Shaoqiu was lying in bed, he was worried that Master Dog would knock on the door in the middle of the night. This was really more dangerous than a ghost. But at this time, Shaoqiu had no choice in the face of the provocation from the dog master. When he was in good health, it was nothing, but now, with his body in such a state, how could he deal with this kind of provocation? Where is Mr. Dog? Someone seemed to knock on the door. I listened carefully, but there was nothing. Could it be that a ghost was scaring me?
I'm not afraid of ghosts, I'm just afraid that if someone comes out, something terrible will happen. However, after a gust of wind, the knocking on the door disappeared immediately. It seemed that it was not a ghost, but the wind knocking on the door. In the deserted village, nothing could be heard at this time. Only the sound of the small river going eastward could be clearly heard in the middle of the night. This sound was really pleasant to hear at this time.
Shaoqiu had another severe cough at this time, but with the medicine, the disease probably wouldn't kill him, so he ignored it. At this time, the wind outside blew in. chilly. But at this time, how could he go to warm himself by the fire? It was absolutely not possible, because it was late at night, and if he went to warm himself by the fire again, people would know about it, and he would laugh at himself for being young, and maybe even say that he was mentally ill.
So nothing was done. Just be cold, it's not a big deal, but having no money for medical treatment made him feel quite distressed. It seems that he will have to borrow some money from others tomorrow, but in this deserted village, he has no relatives, so who can he borrow from?
Thinking of these things, Shaoqiu couldn't sleep, but he had to sleep, otherwise, his health would get worse.
At this time, it started to rain heavily outside, and the sound of rain, heard in the middle of the night, was so sad that it made people cry.
At this time, Shaoqiu was sleeping in bed, unable to fall asleep for a while. He faintly heard someone shouting not far away. When he listened carefully, there was nothing. Maybe it was the wind howling, and I mistakenly thought it was someone calling. This person was sick, and everything was not normal.
The deserted village was surprisingly quiet at this time. The sound of running water in front of the door could not be heard for a time on this rainy night, but the sound of the eaves slipping could be heard. At this moment, someone seemed to be knocking on the door, but at midnight, who else wanted to come in? Shaoqiu didn't want to pay attention to it, so he closed his eyes and didn't care about these things. He had to cure his illness first. At this time, the knocking on the door was still there, maybe it was the wind, but the wind wouldn't be so powerful, which was strange. Shaoqiu got out of bed and walked to the door. He didn't care whether it was cold or not, he wanted to get rid of the knocking first.
When he opened the door, he saw that there was still nothing outside. Only a very cold wind swept over, making Shaoqiu's thin body tremble. It's so cold that I have to close the door, otherwise I'll catch a cold, which is not good.
Shaoqiu climbed onto the bed again, lay down, and covered himself with a quilt regardless of his fear. After coughing for a while, he thought about Xiaohua for a while, and then gradually fell asleep.
However, the dog thief did not sleep. Instead, he walked out of his house and came to the door of Shaoqiu's house. He stopped, looked at the dilapidated house, and sat on a stone. His knife now reflected the rain light, carrying a sense of dampness and coldness, making the knife even more frightening.
His knife flashed in front of Shaoqiu's house, and he walked along the dirt road in front of the door again. He saw a grapefruit tree, and he swung his knife on the grapefruit tree, causing the grapefruit tree to stop. The place trembled for a while, and a lot of raindrops fell. "Mom, I'll chop you to death with two knives!" This voice kept echoing in this deserted village, but at this time, Shaoqiu couldn't hear it at all. What he heard was probably the sound of rain in his dream.
When Shaoqiu woke up, he glanced outside. It was not yet bright. It seemed that it might not be bright that day. Otherwise, why couldn't he see the sun come out after sleeping for so long? At this time, I couldn't sleep, so I just lay on the dilapidated bed, thinking of my illness for a moment, and the coughing sound kept echoing in the room. Alas, it seemed that I might be dying.
I couldn't sleep, so I kept walking around the room, looking through the closet from time to time, and suddenly I found some money in the corner of the closet. With this money, treatment would not be a problem. Shaoqiu was really happy at this time. No, he took advantage of the fact that no one was around and hummed a tune to his heart's content in this deserted village at night.
He walked out of the house and kept walking along the dirt road in the deserted village. He crossed the river and kept walking towards the front. At this time, he reached the foot of a big mountain. It was not yet dark yet, but there was a temple at the foot of the mountain. I don't know what this temple was for. Shaoqiu didn't care about it anymore and walked in, wanting to offer some incense to the Bodhisattva in the temple. After lighting the temple with incense, Shaoqiu continued to walk forward. When he left the mountain, he saw the endless desert in front of him.
This Shaoqiu was sitting on the edge of the desert. For a while, the dust was flying and the yellow sand was so long that he could no longer distinguish between east, west, north and south.
"Why did I come to this damn place?" Shaoqiu thought, and wanted to go back, but at this moment, a huge hand seemed to reach out from the desert and grab him. But when I looked back, I couldn't see anything. The sky was gradually getting brighter. Looking at the desert, it was already clear-cut.
"Go back and have a good sleep, otherwise you may not be able to leave this desert tomorrow." Shaoqiu said to himself in his heart, and then returned to his house along the way he came. .
When I came to the door of this house, I found that the door seemed to be open at this time, but it was impossible to verify who opened it. It might have been blown open by the wind. But this wind can't be so powerful. This is a strange thing. But nothing in the house was lost, so that's fine. Don't worry about the rest.
Although the things were not lost, he found that someone had entered his house. This person Shaoqiu did not know him, but he still entered his house. Shaoqiu looked at this man and was angry for a moment. How could he do this? Entering someone else's house without saying hello. If this wasn't a crime, what could it be? But at this time, Shaoqiu could no longer control so much, and he could no longer argue with others. He was so ill, so what strength did he have to fight with others?
"Sorry, let me put my hammer here for a moment!" The man said to Shaoqiu in an unquestionable tone. Shaoqiu saw that he was a craftsman, so it was not convenient for him to say anything at this time, so he just put it down. What can there be? Shaoqiu remained silent. Seeing that Shaoqiu remained silent, the man put down his things and left. Before leaving, he farted very loudly in the room.
Shaoqiu closed the door. The night was no longer so dark at this time, and the sky might be getting brighter, but the trees in the distance and the houses nearby were still unclear. After closing the door carefully, he climbed into bed again. He had to sleep well, otherwise, he might not be able to get out of the desert.
