However, even so, Shaoqiu still did not dare to open the door. He just sat at the table and looked at the dilapidated book. This must not be opened indiscriminately, because there are rumors that there are robbers. If something goes wrong, life is at stake. Who can not be afraid?
After a long time, the knocking on the door disappeared. When I stayed here for a while, I was only accompanied by my long and thin shadow.
While he was bored, someone was talking outside the door. As soon as he heard this voice, Shaoqiu knew who it was. Isn’t this Aunt Hua? Why is she still in this fashion and appearing here?
Aunt Hua was talking to her daughter Xiaohua in a reproachful tone. As soon as she heard this, Shaoqiu was in a good mood. At this moment, she really wanted to rush outside and have a good chat with her, but she didn't know why. If he doesn't want to move, maybe it's because God doesn't allow him to go out, right?
As soon as Xiaohua walked to the door of Shaoqiu's house, she couldn't walk for some reason. She just stood in front of the door and smiled. When he heard this laughter, Shaoqiu's heart was already full of joy. It had been a long time since a woman's laughter appeared in his ears. When he heard this laughter, he really felt that the world was particularly beautiful.
And that's not all. The little flower seemed to have peed in front of his house at this time. As soon as he heard that sound, Shaoqiu was not in the mood to read for a while. I want to hear that beautiful voice. However, Xiaohua did not enter the house, but after peeing there, she kept talking to her mother and left.
"What is this?" Shaoqiu thought in his heart, but he just thought about it, what else could he do?
After Xiaohua and her mother left, there was no sound for a while in front of Shaoqiu's house. Only the wind kept blowing a leaf, and then it floated to no one knows where. And the heavy snow is still falling, and the night in this deserted village makes people feel particularly cold. However, even though it is so cold, Shaoqiu still has no fire to bake, so he can only sit in his house and let the wind continue to blow from the ground. The window blew in, teasing his thin body.
However, there seemed to be another voice outside at this time. The voice was low, but you could really feel that someone must be standing outside his house, because the whole house became cold. He felt uneasy. If he didn't open the door, what if it was a gangster? Wouldn't it be incomplete to sleep in this house?
He opened the door of the house, and there was really a person standing outside. He was the legendary robber. But for some reason, the people in the deserted village didn't think he was a robber. The eloquent people regarded him as a knight in the deserted village, so Many people respect him, including Shaoqiu.
He killed people, but he killed bad people. Isn't this killing harm for the people? When Shaoqiu saw this person, he was not in a good mood, and he did not dare to think about women wantonly. Because this robber is said to have killed a man who bullied a woman, and thus became a famous knight in this deserted village. But when he saw this knight, Shaoqiu was not in a good mood. He didn't dare to talk to him or stay with him. He had no choice but to watch from a distance. He even had to close the door after taking a look. house door.
The wind outside was too cold, mixed with snow, and the sound of the river flowing eastward was heard constantly, floating in the dilapidated house, making the already lifeless house look even more desolate.
However, even if he closed the door, Shaoqiu was still worried about whether the person outside had left at this time. It would be better if he left. If he didn't leave, what could he do to him?
"Open the door!" The knight began to open the door. It seemed that it was snowing heavily and there was nowhere to go. He probably wanted to stay in Shaoqiu's house for the night.
Shaoqiu didn't dare not open the door at this time, so he had to open the door. The robber outside took advantage of a gust of wind to come in, brushed the snowflakes off his body, and sat smoking silently. Suddenly, the room became filled with smoke, causing Shaoqiu, who was already sick, to cough constantly.
The robber sat silently on the side, as if thinking about something. He didn't look at or talk to Shaoqiu, he just kept smoking. After that, he pulled out a knife from his back, put it in his hand and kept making gestures, as if he wanted to kill someone, but he didn't seem to have decided who to kill yet.
Shaoqiu wanted to read at this time, but that was probably impossible, but he had to stay here, because the robber would definitely not allow him to go out, and he was afraid that if he went out, he would report the crime, which would be bad. Of course the robber understands this.
The heavy snow outside was still falling continuously at this time, and for a time in the deserted village, nothing could be heard, only the sound of a dog barking in the distance, distant and desolate. Someone walked by on the road with hurried footsteps. They probably wouldn't have expected that something so dangerous could happen in this dilapidated house. They left behind the sound of stepping on the snow and then disappeared into the vast night.
After the man left, for a while, almost nothing could be heard outside the dilapidated house, and the rustling of the snow sounded really poetic in the middle of the night. But what's the use? Shaoqiu is not in the mood to listen to this. At this time, his life is in danger. Who can have such pleasure?
The robber stood up at this time and came close to Shaoqiu, staring with a pair of vicious eyes, as if he wanted to swallow Shaoqiu alive with these eyes. Facing these terrifying eyes, Shaoqiu did not dare to speak, and he could not look too much, for fear of cornering the robber, which would be harmful to his life and fortune.
"Are you reading?" the robber asked softly.
"Yeah." Shaoqiu had no choice but to answer.
"Can you lend me this book?" the robber asked in a tone that left no room for doubt.
"Just take a look." Shaoqiu said.
The robber stayed in Shaoqiu's room and read for a long time. It was getting late at night, and Shaoqiu was yawning again and again. If he didn't sleep anymore, he would definitely not be able to bear it.
"Believe it or not, I will chop you?" the robber asked.
"I believe it." Shaoqiu replied, feeling quite sad at this time. It seemed that tonight might be the day of his death.
The robber put the knife on Shaoqiu's neck, and Shaoqiu was holding the book. Of course, it was impossible to read it anymore, but facing this terrifying robber, he didn't know what to do.
At this moment, there was another knock on the door. It seemed like someone was standing there wanting to come in. Did he also want to come and see the excitement? But Shaoqiu didn't open the door, he just stayed in the room pretending not to know anything, facing the knife-wielding gangster. At this time, everything was despairing, but he didn't know when he would die.
The door was not very strong either. After the man outside knocked a few times, the door opened by itself, and the person who came in was none other than Hua Gu. When he saw this situation, he was not ready to come in and wanted to slip away. The robber was quick at this moment, knowing that if he let Hua Gu out, he would definitely be dead, so he took a step forward and caught Hua Gu in his hands, making it impossible for her to escape.
After that, the robber closed the door, and for a while, three people were locked up in this dilapidated house. When the robber saw the flower girl, his eyes lit up, as if he hadn't touched a woman for a long time. When Hua Gu saw the knife on Shaoqiu's neck, she burst into tears, but she couldn't help much. She just watched, otherwise?
The robber put down the knife and sat aside, reading a book again, but he did not allow Hua Gu to leave, otherwise he said he would chop her up. And after saying this, he sat aside again, quietly, smoking a cigarette and reading a book.
"You two are going to do something bad now! I want to see it." The robber said. After saying this, he stayed aside and laughed.
Shaoqiu knew what was going on. He thought of Xiaohua at this moment, and Xiaohua's face appeared so delicately that Shaoqiu was almost intoxicated. At this moment, he heard Xiaohua following her mother through the door of this dilapidated house. As she passed by the door of the house, she kept saying coquettish words, but her mother scolded her earnestly.
"Hurry up," the robber said, squinting at them.
Hua Gu had no choice but to take off her pants. At this moment, countless torches lit up outside the door, making the deserted village almost as bright as day. The robber also rushed out of the door at this time, and no longer dared to stay in this dilapidated house.
Seeing that the robber was gone, Huagu held up her pants and looked at Shaoqiu, as if trying to get his opinion, should she continue? Shaoqiu didn't dare to stay in the house at this time. He went out and stood among the crowd, as if he would never dare to stay in his house again. When Hua Gu saw Shaoqiu leaving, she no longer dared to stay there any longer. She also came out and walked towards her house.
And in this deserted village, almost nothing could be heard at this time. People were holding knives and chasing the robbers. However, the robbers no longer dared to stay in this deserted village and fled desperately under the cover of night. .
Shaoqiu returned to his room, turned on the light, and read the book again.
Outside, Xiaohua kept talking and glanced in Shaoqiu's direction, seeming to be worried about his safety. After seeing Shaoqiu safe and sound, he jumped happily and left.
