Staying in the house, it started to rain heavily outside. I originally wanted to go out for a walk and chat with the stone sculpture, but at this time, it was no longer possible.
But that dream I had just now, what kind of dream was it? Uncle Feng didn't know, but he felt very uncomfortable. He was afraid that if this dream was true, then what would be the point of living in this world?
The night was still very dark, and there was no dawn at all. It was still far away from dawn. Uncle Feng lay down on the bed. He had to do this because his whole body was sore. If he didn't take a good rest and relax in bed, he might not be able to do it.
At this moment, the door opened with a creak, and a ray of faint moonlight spilled in and fell in front of the window. The moonlight, like a girl's eyes, spread flat on the ground, once making the table and benches plated with silver. Like, extremely cute, very beautiful.
He was reluctant to leave his house, but he had no choice but to go out and take a look. In his heart, he just couldn't feel at ease, especially after seeing the shadow of Widow Liu. Yes, Uncle Feng saw Widow Liu again, still lying on the broken millstone, almost naked. Fortunately, no one saw her charm in the night, otherwise, Feng The uncle may not even want to live.
On the hill not far away, there was still a beautiful lady standing, saying something to Widow Liu from time to time, asking her to do so, otherwise, she might do so.
Uncle Feng walked to the millstone and wanted to talk to Widow Liu, but he couldn't. Widow Liu didn't listen to him, and still lay there, humming a song from time to time, which was very pleasant, at least to Uncle Feng's ears.
There is a small abandoned house next to the millstone. There is someone living in it, and it is not Shao Qiunasi. At this time, he is reading a book continuously. He seems to have nothing to do with anything that happens outside. It is very strange. Concentrate, but when he heard Widow Liu's beautiful singing voice, was he really not moved at all?
The moonlight was very bright, and bathed in the clear water-like moonlight, Widow Liu was in a good mood, and her singing voice was still dancing, making the young man staying in the room almost unable to control himself and want to say something to her. ,even……
But the young man did not come out after all, he just stayed in his room silently, and just ignored everything that happened outside. Otherwise, what else could he do?
The tall moon wheel passed through the sky. Under the sky, on the hill, the beautiful lady sat on a clean stone, saying something to Widow Liu, insisting that she sing loudly, and her voice It must be very large, otherwise it will not be enough to disturb the young man's reading.
When Uncle Feng saw this scene, he felt that the weather was getting a bit cold. It would not be a problem to lie on the millstone any longer. If things continued like this, it would definitely be bad for the health of the body. I originally wanted to persuade Widow Liu, but at this time I found that I was still staying in front of her house, far away from her, and what she said could not be heard at all, but what!
Uncle Feng couldn't even hear clearly what the lady standing on the top of the hill said. He just felt very sorry for Widow Liu in his heart. It was so late at night and she had to lie on the millstone. Once she caught a cold, she would probably die. All right?
Uncle Feng liked Widow Liu very much. When he saw her lying on the millstone, if he lived in that house, he would not rush over and carry her into the house, and then talk to her again. In pairs...
However, Uncle Feng did not live in that dark room. He was very envious of the flickering lights in that room and the sound of reading, and even wanted to kill the young man for no reason.
Once that young man dies, Widow Liu will no longer like him. It will be so wonderful to be favored by him and stay with him every day and night, watching the moon and the gorgeous clouds in the sky together. .
The night was very dark. Apart from the gusts of wind, almost nothing else could be heard. In this silence, Widow Liu's singing came quietly. It was like the sound of nature. Hearing it made Uncle Feng feel very good. The dirty bird breath that had accumulated in my chest in the past disappeared with the wind in an instant.
The lady standing on the mountain disappeared for a while. Originally, there was no one at that place, there was only a stone sculpture, but didn't you see someone standing next to the stone sculpture just now? Why can't you see anything now?
If you can't see it, you can't see it anymore, Uncle Feng thought, now with Widow Liu's singing, everything is beautiful. The loneliness and despair in the past have become so perfect now. .
At this moment, suddenly, Uncle Feng saw the young man walking out of the abandoned house. The lights flashed and then went out, leaving only the faint moonlight shining between the sky and the earth. Stepping on the poetic moonlight, the young man Standing in front of the broken millstone.
Widow Liu may have already fallen asleep and knows nothing about some of the things that happened around her, let alone resisting. Even if someone kills her at this time, it can only be done by others.
The young man gradually came closer to Widow Liu, but looking at it at this time, for some reason, Uncle Feng found that the millstone had been dodged for a while and actually moved some distance back. He was very afraid that the young man would come close to him and do something to him. Something outrageous happened.
Uncle Feng finally let go of his hanging heart. He was afraid that the young man would rush forward regardless of the situation. If he hugged Widow Liu, Uncle Feng's heart would die, and a heart that has died People still have to live in this world, even if they live very nourishingly, it is meaningless, right?
Fortunately, the millstone escaped far away, and the young man jumped into the air. Not far away, for some reason, bursts of laughter burst out for no reason. The mountains and rivers also laughed at this time, and Uncle Feng couldn't stop laughing.
But the young man was unwilling to make a pounce, and then pounced forward. The millstone jumped back and dodged again, causing the young man's chin to hit a stone, which broke and oozed blood. Looking at it under the moonlight, it looks extremely miserable and pitiful.
Uncle Feng stood in front of his house. He felt that all of this seemed a bit strange. How could a small millstone be able to move on its own and know how to dodge? It was truly a wonder in the world.
Watching the millstone escape, Uncle Feng held his hands and laughed. Fortunately, the Bodhisattva protected her. At this moment, he remembered the stone sculpture on the hill and had to burn some paper money for it. Otherwise, it seemed that it would not be enough to protect Widow Liu.
While thinking about this, Uncle Feng walked out of the house. After walking a few steps, he immediately stood in front of the stone sculpture. The moonlight was beautiful at this time. He immediately burned paper for it. After finishing, he quickly left and returned to the door of his house. He originally wanted to fall asleep, but he was worried about Widow Liu's safety and had to continue standing in front of the door. However, he saw that the young man jumped forward again and almost hugged Widow Liu.
This is really a very scary thing. No, Uncle Feng broke out in a cold sweat and almost fainted. However, he managed to hold on and still fell. When he stood up again, he found that the young man was already standing on a millstone. Before.
But it didn’t matter. A piece of clothing fell from the sky, which happened to cover Widow Liu’s body. Otherwise, under the bright moonlight, the naked Widow Liu might have been completely exposed in front of the young man. It was really Thanks to the dress that fell from the sky and the blessing of Bodhisattva, Widow Liu escaped another disaster.
It was an almost sacred piece of clothing, red, and even engraved with some very solemn patterns. Seeing such patterns, people like tigers, leopards and wolves must be afraid of it. But for some reason, the young man didn't take the god-given dress seriously at all, and still rushed forward. Taking advantage of the quiet night when no one was around, he hugged Widow Liu again, leaving her lonely in the sky. When the moon is like frost, they split into pairs and fly together.
Uncle Feng couldn't stand it. He was so audacious and dared to violate God's will. Such a person was a heinous person and felt ashamed. At this time, he felt very uncomfortable in his heart, but he was far away and beyond his reach. , I can’t help but sigh!
All I could do was pray to God over and over again in my heart to prevent this young man from jumping up. Otherwise, this would really be a shame and humiliation for Uncle Feng, and he might not even want to live anymore.
Just as he was thinking this, the young man jumped onto the millstone without saying a word, and lay down with Widow Liu. Seeing that the god-given clothes were in the way, he tore them into pieces like flowers. were scattered on the ground, turned into a gust of wind, and passed away quietly.
Uncle Feng was very scared because he was jealous and worried that something would happen to Widow Liu. He roared and wanted to stop the young man from doing something shameless, because doing so would be equivalent to killing his own soul. Yes, how cruel and vicious!
However, the young man didn't care about that anymore, and threw himself on Widow Liu's body, sleeping closely with her. He saw that some of the stars in the sky were shaking for a while, and some of them fell down because they were so frightened. It's too strong!
Uncle Feng roared, and when he opened his eyes, he saw nothing. He was still just lying in his room. He had another terrible dream.
After leaving the house, I took a few glances into the wilderness, but couldn't see anything at all. The people in the deserted village had all fallen asleep at this time. It seemed that I was the only one wandering in the depths of the night, not knowing where to go for a while.
At this moment, he wished he could pounce on the young man and kill Shaoqiu. Otherwise, it would not be enough to let out a bad breath. But then I thought about it, it was just a dream, what's the fuss. Even so, I felt a little uncomfortable after all, and I always wanted to find an excuse to punish Shaoqiu.
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