I don’t know how long it took, but the stone was already covered with snowflakes, and Carpenter Zhong hadn’t come yet. This was enough to make Carpenter Zhong’s woman angry. Stand up now and keep walking forward. Otherwise, what's the use of staying here?
It's strange to say that after resting for a while, I originally thought it would be better, at least not as tired as before, but no, it was even worse than before. He sat back on the original stone and had to continue to rest. Otherwise, he would not be able to walk this way, let alone find someone.
At this time, I looked up and saw that in the wind and snow, no one could be seen anywhere. The only thing in the vast sky was the rustling sound of flying snowflakes. You can't stay here any longer, otherwise, it will be freezing to death, who will save your life?
At this time, Carpenter Zhong's woman stood up and walked forward. When she turned around and looked at the deserted village, there was no light at all. In the darkness, the house was quiet. Even if there was a small light left, it was extinguished after I took a look at it.
Of course, Carpenter Bell could not be found, because Carpenter Bell was not working in that place at all, but went to the other side of the river. Carpenter Zhong's woman had no choice but to go back the way she came. When she passed through the barren graves again, she seemed unable to walk again. She felt someone pulling her. When she looked back, she found that there was nothing there.
Of course Carpenter Zhong's woman was extremely frightened at this time, but there was no other way to save her. The only way was to run home without her life. And the slippery road surface was beyond her expectation. As soon as she ran away, she fell. Her whole body was in pain. She kept calling her husband's name, but could her husband really hear her?
When Carpenter Zhong's woman finally returned home, she found that the door to the house had been closed. Carpenter Zhong's woman knocked on the door for a long time before she heard a voice inside, "Who is it?" Of course it was Carpenter Zhong's.
"He who chops off the head, open the door quickly, it's freezing." Carpenter Zhong's woman said tremblingly.
The door of the room was opened. Carpenter Zhong seemed to be drunk. No, he was swaying from side to side when walking. In this fashion, he even fell down in a corner of the main room. At this time, Carpenter Zhong’s woman rushed forward, cursing and chopping off his head, and helped Carpenter Zhong to the bed.
For a moment, the deserted village calmed down.
Mao Si, a man in a deserted village who had nothing to do, spent all day playing around. Today he stayed in a card hall to play cards, and there were more than one or two women by his side. However, Mao Si didn't care about the women around him. Those women deliberately put their thighs on Mao Si's body, and Mao Si didn't feel anything about them.
So, the women took the thigh off Mao Si's body, and then sat down at the card table seriously, shouting and drinking. Mao Si played cards with these women for a day, and when the sun set, he returned to his house. When he went back, he would meet the husbands of these women playing cards, meet them, and always wanted to meet Mao Si. Four crashed together and died. However, Mao Sizhi's movements were so agile that ordinary people could not hit him. No, if he was slightly off the mark, he would miss the hit and miss it for a moment. The man threw himself into a pond and was embarrassed for a while. But Mao Si stayed aside and kept clapping his hands and laughing.
At night, Meishan is still peaceful. The ancient tree, at this time, still looked the same, but since it was struck by lightning, people in Meishan no longer dared to stay alone under the ancient tree. When walking under the ancient tree, I still have to be on tenterhooks because I am very afraid of this strange tree.
However, Mao Si was an exception. That night, because he was bored, after dinner, he took advantage of the lovely moonlight and secretly went to the ancient tree. He sat on a stone for a while and let the wind blow over his head. Mao Si stayed under this ancient tree, not so much to enjoy the shade, but rather to go on a date with a lady. Mao Si had long wanted to touch that lady's butt.
At this time, the night was beginning to fall, and everything was peaceful under the ancient trees. The moonlight shines down, making the lightning strike on the tree clearly visible, as if the gods are reminding the world of something ominous, but it cannot stop the popularity of Mao Si. On the contrary, he is fashionable and ready to date a lady under this ancient tree, and his ambition is obvious.
At that time, some people from Meishan passed by this place and saw Mao Si staying under the ancient tree. They didn't take it seriously at first, but as soon as they saw the saliva flowing from his mouth, they knew what his intention was. This man is so cowardly that he has eaten the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard. He blatantly disregards the will of the gods and wants to do unworthy things under this tree.
If I waited under this tree for a long time and no one came, the lady that Mao Si liked was beyond the comparison of Mao Si and his ilk. She knew that she could not go against the will and do anything that would be unworthy of the gods. No, that night, although the weather was quite clear, there was no reason for a date. At this time, I stayed in my room and looked at the gorgeous peach blossom-like clouds in the sky.
As for the damn Mao Si, he stayed alone under the ancient tree and masturbated. Fortunately, no one saw it, otherwise, with such virtue, it would be a bit reluctant to live in Meishan.
After Mao Si finished the matter, he felt a little regretful when he went back, hating that he should not have done such a nasty thing under the gaze of the gods. Then he bowed to the ancient tree, hoping to use his respect to make the gods in the world forgive his humble and dirty soul.
After Mao Si returned home, he found it difficult to find someone to play cards with, because he had lost all his energy and energy after doing it for a while. Why would he want to play cards in this fashion? It is better to lie down early and lie comfortably on the bed than to be crowded with others.
In such a daze, I fell asleep. Firstly, I was a little tired, and secondly, because I had been thinking about that lady for several nights, so I fell asleep as soon as I lay down. However, soon I was woken up by the sound of heavy rain. At this time, I got up from the bed and looked outside. At first, I saw nothing. Gradually, I heard what seemed to be a woman shouting. 142 Bell Carpenter (2) (Revised) sounded, and the night had not faded yet, and the dawn was still early.
On a rainy night, who dares to lie by his window and shout? After listening carefully, it seems that there is no such person in Meishan, but I can't remember it for a moment. I don't know who this person is, and why he wants to do it in the middle of the night. What about shouting in front of your own house? Mao Si felt uneasy. He couldn't sleep anymore and got up. At first he didn't dare to go out, fearing that if he encountered something scary, he would be in trouble. However, in the end, he opened the door of the house and looked outside. He couldn't see anything in the darkness. Except for an old tree that kept splashing raindrops, nothing else could be seen.
It's true, it's raining in the middle of the night, who would be so bored, staying beside his dilapidated house and screaming constantly? There must be no one there, but when I listened, I clearly heard someone shouting. But now I opened the door of the room, but I couldn't see anything. How can I explain this?
Then he walked out of the house and stood shirtless under the eaves, looking at the haze in the sky, wondering when the weather would end. At this time, he was huddled under the eaves of his own house. Seeing no one, he entered the door again and slammed the door, as if he never wanted to come out again.
At this time, the lights were turned off, and in the darkness, there were voices outside again. What could they be if they weren't shouts? But I don’t know which lady stayed up in the middle of the night but stayed in front of her house and screamed?
