Shao Qiuzhi lay in the room, coughing from time to time, and people no longer wanted to punish him. The coughing sound was so loud that when it started, the whole room shook. Some people even want to go to extremes when they can't sleep at night because of Shaoqiu's noisy behavior, and even want to die with him at the cost of their lives.
As a scholar, Shaoqiu had no choice but to suffer from this abominable disease, and this disease could not be cured in a day or two. At this time, everyone in the deserted village was unable to sleep because of it. It was quite uncomfortable for a while. I even wanted to leave it at that.
That night, when Shaoqiu was coughing, he heard someone knocking on the door. The sound was so loud that it was incomparable to Shaoqiu's cough. Shaoqiu's days in this world are numbered. This is something everyone in the deserted village knows. But at night, who else is so unkind as to lie in front of his house and laugh non-stop?
Shaoqiu didn't want to hear this voice for a moment, but the doctor told him to rest well and not to be too tired. It was important to get enough sleep. But when this person knocks on the door, the sound is as loud as thunder. Even a heartless person will have no sleep.
At this time, I had no choice but to get up, open the door and take a look. The person standing outside was definitely no one else, but a gangster. I don't know why he came to the door again. Could it be to see his own joke? It was June at this time, and the weather was extremely hot. People in deserted villages would stay in their main rooms at this time, with no reason to go out.
"Follow me to the mountains to harvest rice!" the black bandit said as he stood in front of Shaoqiu, carrying a basket. Of course, the black bandit had no choice but to do this. If he hadn't had a nightmare the night before yesterday, it would have been two old ghosts who had captured him and threatened him with knives. They said that in the near future, he would suffer a bloody disaster!
"Is there a way to resolve it?" the black bandit asked in his dream.
"Unless..." the two old ghosts muttered.
"Unless what?" the black bandit asked anxiously.
"Unless you take Shaoqiu with you and go to the mountains to harvest crops together." The two old ghosts said with a smile.
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After hearing the words of the two old ghosts, the black bandit stopped sleeping and immediately got up from the bed. Then he picked up the basket and walked to the door of Shaoqiu's house, asking him to follow him to threshing the crops. Shaoqiu had been sleepless all night, and at this time he had no strength at all. In addition, he was sick and coughing non-stop. If he really went to threshing the fields, I was afraid the consequences would be disastrous.
However, because of the black bandit's persistence, Shaoqiu was inconvenienced and had to follow him up the mountain. However, he continued to cough on the way up the mountain, and even coughed up blood from his nose. But the black bandit doesn't care about so many people. If he doesn't follow him to farm at this time, the black bandit himself may be the one who gets into trouble.
On the mountain roads in deserted villages, venomous snakes often appear in the middle of the night. For the sake of convenience, the black bandit was too lazy to light a torch, so he could only ask Shaoqiu to explore the road ahead. Even if there was a poisonous snake, Shaoqiu would only be bitten.
The mountain road was already rugged, and Shaoqiu's eyes were still a little short-sighted. He stepped on a long thing and thought it was a poisonous snake, which made him feel quite uncomfortable. And when I stepped on that long thing, my feet still hurt a little. Could it be that I was really bitten by a poisonous snake?
At this time, I wanted to take a look at the wound, but there were no torches on the mountain road. All there were were fireflies in twos and threes. However, the dim light from the fireflies was not enough to see the condition of the feet, so I decided not to look at them for the time being. I hope God would bless me and prevent me from getting into serious trouble.
"Quickly go!" The black bandit saw Shaoqiu dragging his feet, so he kicked him in the butt. If he didn't go up the mountain as soon as possible and collect the rice while it was cool, it would be a disaster if it rained. . Of course, the most important purpose is to avoid the bloody disaster.
As for Shaoqiu, he could have sustained himself for a while with his own willpower, but how could he do it now? Since he was bitten by a poisonous snake, and the venom had reached somewhere in his body? It seems quite inappropriate if it is not dealt with as soon as possible.
"I can't walk anymore." Shaoqiu said this to the black bandit. At this time, he really sat down on the ground. He didn't dare to go forward at all, for fear of being bitten by a poisonous snake. If I keep walking like this, I'm afraid it won't be good, and the next best thing will be tiredness.
"Why don't you leave?" The black bandit came forward and shouted.
"I..." Shaoqiu originally wanted to say that he was bitten by a poisonous snake, but he was afraid that if he said it, it would make people laugh, so he didn't say a word for a while.
"Get up!" The black bandit kicked Shaoqiu twice at this time. Otherwise, it would not be enough to make him angry. If it weren't for Shaoqiu, how could he have ended up in such a broken dream?
Shaoqiu had no choice but to get up from the ground. He looked at the black bandit at this time and did not dare to do anything to him. At this time, his body was not as good as others. Once the fight started, he would certainly not be the opponent of the black bandit, not to mention that he was still A person who reads. He didn't dare to say anything.
After harvesting a load of millet on the mountain, the sun was quite high in the sky. It was about noon, and the heaven and earth were scorching under the scorching sun. Not far away, the vegetation on a large mountain was on fire. Wherever the raging fire passed, everything was broken, and even the stones were turned into ashes.
Since the road back is quite uneven, it would be even more difficult to carry a load of millet, not to mention that Shaoqiu was still ill at this time. Of course, at first I suspected that I had been bitten by a venomous snake. But now, after dawn, I realized that it was not the case and there was no wound on my foot.
Maybe it was just a straw rope. But we have to go back, and if we carry this load of millet back, the mountain road is so far away, and the weight of this load of millet is quite heavy. The black bandit temporarily called Shaoqiu Carrying, but he only held a book He looked at the book that fell out of Shaoqiu's pocket.
Shaoqiu was walking forward carrying a load of millet. He coughed from time to time because of his physical discomfort. The doctor also told him not to overwork himself. However, while carrying a load of millet weighing over a hundred kilograms, his nose suddenly became numb. All tired and bleeding. However, the black bandit tore a page out of Shaoqiu's book, rolled it into a paper tube, and stuffed it randomly into Shaoqiu's nose, forcing him to continue carrying the grain.
Carrying this load of millet to climb an eight-thousand-meter-high hillside is not easy, but if you don't climb, the black bandits may start beating people again. There was no choice but to carry the load of millet and keep climbing up the mountain. Several times, Shaoqiu couldn't bear it anymore and even wanted to roll down the mountain.
Originally, there should be some ice and snow on this big mountain because it is so high, but it is completely different here. There is no ice and snow at all, and the rocks, because they are closer to the sun, are even hotter than at the bottom of the mountain. As for the black bandit, when he is tired from climbing the mountain, he can sit down and read a book or something. At worst, he can also look at the distant hillside and see the heroic spirit of the river flowing eastward.
But Shaoqiu is different. At this time, carrying a load of millet weighing hundreds of kilograms, he has climbed to more than 7,000 meters, but there is still more than a thousand meters left, and this last section of the journey is the most dangerous. Yes, it was in this final stage that many farmers accidentally fell down the mountain and ended up with no bones left. The clouds above the head were bursting with fire, which may have burned people's hair for a while. If Shaoqiu hadn't been smart enough to wear a green iron hat on his head, his hair might have been burned. Gone.
