Chapter 38 Grass and Girl

Style: Fantasy Author: Millet's smileWords: 2293Update Time: 24/01/12 19:13:16
The murderer stayed there for a while, but the friend of the deceased was unwilling to accept it, picked up a stone on the roadside, and pointed it at the murderer. When a stone falls, the murderer also dies.

Maybe it alarmed the gods, the whole mountain began to loosen, and the stones growing on the top of the mountain began to fall down one after another. For a while, the rolling stones were like a tide, killing countless people. The robber was sitting on the top of the mountain, watching this scene, feeling confused, not knowing whether he should be happy or cry.

Just when the robber felt pity for those who died, countless people gathered around, but the moon disc secretly emerged from the clouds, and the heavy rain stopped. Countless sword lights chilled the trees on the mountain, and scared the wolves watching in the distance to flee far away, as if they would never dare to come to this place again. The gods hiding in the dark were also crying quietly at this time. However, when the strong wind roared by, what could be heard?

Only the roars of countless pursuers echoed throughout the world. It seemed that the robber would definitely die today. But the robber was unwilling to do anything wrong. He had done nothing wrong, so why should he be punished like this?

"Kill him, he deserves to die, he must be killed." Someone shouted loudly, his throat was bleeding, but he ignored it, as if the blood flowing out was not his own.

"He looked at my woman, now I must look at his bones!" someone yelled. Due to excessive force, he slipped on the muddy mountain road and fell into the abyss. "I will die without regrets!"

For a moment, there was silence again on the mountain. Only the robber sat among the people, crying quietly, and the people's swords were raised high at this time. The cold light of the sword made one of them Eyes shot out.

“I think it’s better not to kill him, but to skin him off. In this case, we can use his skin to deceive others and forever warn future generations that they will never do such an ugly thing again.

"Okay." Many people agreed.

The robber stayed among the crowd at this time, waiting for people to skin him, but he was unwilling to do so, and escaping was already impossible.

"No, it's not good to skin him. It's troublesome. Why don't you just eat him? Anyway, I even dare to eat shit!" One of them suggested.

After the man said this, he really pooped out and squatted on the ground to eat. At this time, the people watching him started vomiting one after another.

The robber was really trembling with fear at this time. It was the first time for him to face such an unreasonable person. However, he also had a big stick in his hand at this time, and it seemed that it would not be so easy to kill him!

Suddenly, everyone rushed forward, and the robber's stick bloomed among the crowd. Those who were hit by the stick began to cry to the sky, and those with broken hands were looking for herbs everywhere on the hillside. And those cunning ones ran to the edge of the mountain one after another, spotted the strong vines, and slipped down the mountain on their hands and feet.

The only one who stayed on the mountain for a while was a fool, standing in front of the robber, roaring angrily, and seemed to want to kill him in the vast night.

The robber glanced at the fool at this time, dropped the stick in his hand, shouldered the baggage, patted the dust on his body, and left.

The heavy rain stopped falling again, and lightning began to pierce the night sky. A stone was hit and broke into countless pieces. These stones blocked the robber's path, but he jumped over and disappeared into the darkness like the wind.

Shaoqiu still stayed in his room. It was already cold. Besides, it was raining outside, and the sound of rain was like crying. Shaoqiu didn't pay much attention to the rumors about ghosts in the house, but he still felt a little uncomfortable after staying in there for too long.

He walked out of the house and stood on a broken stone in front of the door, looking at the Grimm Mountains in the distance. The moon is cold, and the light shining on the Grimm Mountain makes the Grimm Mountain also feel cold. Does anyone dare to go up to the Grimm Mountain at this time?

Shaoqiu just stayed in front of his house when he suddenly heard crying, and the crying obviously came from the Grimm Mountains. Even though it was blocked by the rain curtain, he could still hear it so clearly. The cry came near and far away, like the drifting wind, and in the sound of the wind, someone seemed to be calling his name.

If he hadn't been a scholar, Shaoqiu would have really wanted to make ugly remarks. What was his intention in calling other people's names casually in such a dark night? However, Shaoqiu did nothing, just listened quietly, but when he listened carefully, he seemed to hear nothing.

The next day, Shaoqiu carried a hoe and went up to his big field on the mountain again. In this big field, his seedlings were growing well. It should not be long before they can be harvested, right? Shaoqiu was in his big field. I couldn't stop hoeing the grass. The grass in the field was so wild at this time that it was almost covering the crops. Is it possible not to hoe it?

At this time, he saw Hua Gu again. She was sitting on the side, looking for a small louse on her body on a stone. And the louse didn't cooperate for some reason at this time and insisted on getting into that part of her. It seemed that if it didn't, its life would really be lost. And the flower girl couldn't care so much anymore. She put down a pole in her hand and quietly took off her trousers a little, revealing a sliver of white. She was turning the pages like this and saying something. Of course, Shaoqiu knew that she was talking to him, but Shaoqiu didn't dare to come forward and watch.

The setting sun was already hanging in the sky, the evening wind kept blowing, and I didn't know if Hua Gu's lice had been found, but it was already night.

Hua Gu finally sighed in disappointment, carried her backpack, and left along the narrow path. For a while, Shaoqiu was the only one on this mountain.

But at this time, Master Gou came out of the forest again, and the big knife in his hand kept emitting cold light, so that Shaoqiu did not dare to look directly at it.

The dog man followed Hua Gu, but not far away, Hua Gu sang a romantic song for some reason, and laughter echoed in the sky. Of course, this laughter was not Shaoqiu's. He was working hard in his own field, otherwise, what would he eat? However, this little flower had been busy on the mountain for a day, and then she stopped working and walked past him.

I saw that there is still so much grass in the fields in Shaoqiu, and the little flowers are not going away. If the grass is not removed by hoes, it will be difficult to deal with it when it rains tomorrow. And the night was coming, and Shaoqiu would definitely not be able to do it alone, so Xiaohua stopped at the edge of the field, walked into the field, and started hoeing for Shaoqiu.

However, when helping, Xiaohua just refused to talk to herself and kept busy with her head down. Of course she was quite enthusiastic. Shaoqiu saw her legs at this time. They were so white and the light they emitted was so joyful. There was no one on the mountain at this time, and no birds were chirping. Only the wind was whistling continuously, and the fallen leaves in the forest were falling continuously, which was so sad that it made people cry.

The grass in the field has been scorched by the sun for a day and is already quite soft. The night cover is now like a mosquito net, and the wind carries a rare scent.

And Xiaohua was standing next to him, and the smell emanating from her body made Shaoqiu almost unable to walk. The charming look when her long hair was tossed, and the rustling sound when she cut the grass, were all at once. So comforting.

Shaoqiu didn't know what was wrong with him. Was he sick?

Xiaohua helped for a while, and then left silently, making Shaoqiu who stayed on the mountain feel very sad for a while. The empty grass fell to the ground, and the night curtain hung in vain in the sky.

Shaoqiu hoeed for a while and then returned to his house.