Let's talk about Shaoqiu staying in his room. He suddenly felt quite uncomfortable and had a severe stomachache. He couldn't read at this time, so he had to stop and sit quietly in his room. He didn't know what to do for a while. .
It stopped raining outside. Shaoqiu walked out of the house and stood in a deserted place in the wilderness. He wanted to think about the problem he encountered at this time. Why did his stomach hurt for no reason?
By this time, there was really almost no one in sight. At this time, I walked out of the house and walked quietly towards the river. I had to think about this problem carefully. For some reason, I felt a pain in my stomach. Why is this?
Standing by the river, Shaoqiu was almost in pain and could no longer stand. At this time, he had to think of a way, but what other way could he think of? It should be said that it was a kind of inflammation, and it seemed to be getting angry, but why? I haven’t eaten anything spicy, so is this the case?
Not far away, an elderly man was praying devoutly, muttering something unknown, which made Shaoqiu have some doubts at this time. Could it be that after getting sick, if he did this, the condition would be naturally controlled? Living?
The old man was holding his stomach. It was obvious that his stomach was uncomfortable. Otherwise, he would not have made bursts of sounds that were almost crying. Hearing such sounds, even Shaoqiu couldn't bear to listen.
Although his stomach was very uncomfortable, Shaoqiu still walked to the old man and started chatting with him.
When I took a closer look, I realized that this person was not an old man. It might be because of his stomachache. Because he was far away, he couldn't see clearly, so he mistakenly thought that Uncle Hua was an old man.
"Uncle is here too." Shaoqiu said when he had nothing to say.
"Don't talk to me. I'm feeling very uncomfortable in my stomach. I'm here just to pray for God's blessing. Just don't bother me, right?" Uncle Hua said while pressing his stomach. For a moment, it seemed that It was extremely uncomfortable. No, I fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.
"Uncle, what's wrong with you?" Shaoqiu stepped forward and wanted to help Uncle Hua up, but was rejected. After Huabo roared, he drove away Shaoqiu who wanted to help him.
Seeing this, Shaoqiu retreated. At this time, his stomach was really hurting and he almost cursed. But in front of Uncle Hua, how dare he make a mistake? If he refused to betroth Xiao Hua to himself, then his life would be over. Already?
Shaoqiu could only sit aside speechlessly. He was probably hundreds of meters away from Uncle Hua. He didn't dare to get too close because he looked very bad. Maybe he would be punished if he offended him. The blow!
Uncle Hua also sat on a stone, constantly praying to the waning moon in the sky, asking God to bless him and make him recover from his illness.
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In the distant horizon, the witch sat under a waning moon. Under the waning moon, there was a doll with two words engraved on it: Shaoqiu.
There is also a doll with the word "Hua Bo" engraved on it, but this doll seems to be very popular with the witch. She puts it in her hand and plays with it gently, saying something to it from time to time. At this time, the doll He really stood up from the witch's hand, bowed to her, saluted, and even spoke.
The witch gently placed "Uncle Hua" on the ground and watched "Uncle Hua" walk towards the distance. Holding a sharp knife in her hand, she stood beside the grave where "Shaoqiu" was buried.
Although "Shaoqiu" was buried at this time, she was not dead. She wanted to get up unfashionably. She wanted to talk to the witch, and even thought of doing something within her power for her old man, such as fetching some water. Yes, at least we can sweep the floor away.
At this time, he was preparing to climb out of the tomb, but unexpectedly he ran into "Uncle Hua". He was holding a sharp knife and standing in front of "Shaoqiu" with a fierce look. Without saying a word, he came up to him. Come here, get ready for a chop.
At this time, the witch recited a Dharma, and then saw "Uncle Hua" put down the sharp knife in his hand, and found a stone on the ground. He quietly touched it and hit "Shaoqiu" on the head. At that time, he almost fainted.
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Let's say that Shaoqiu came to the river because of a stomachache, just to soothe his mood. Maybe, once he feels better, his condition will naturally ease a little, but the pain will be severe.
While I was thinking this, I suddenly felt someone hitting my head with a stone. For a moment, I almost fainted. Fortunately, I was wearing a bamboo woven hat on my head, which was very strong. It's just that he was hit by a stone, so it can be said that it's nothing.
"Uncle, what are you doing?" Shaoqiu asked.
"..." Uncle Hua didn't say anything. After throwing a stone, he quickly left and sat back where he was, speechless for a moment.
Shaoqiu touched his head. He originally thought that nothing was wrong, but he couldn't. He touched it and found that the bamboo hat was torn and there was blood on his hand.
Coupled with the severe stomachache, life has reached this point, and it can be said that it is almost meaningless.
I don’t know why, but after hitting Shaoqiu with a stone, Uncle Hua’s stomach gradually became less painful. He sat on a stone and prayed to the sky for a while. He looked at the sky and found that something was not right. It might not be long. After that, it’s really going to rain.
Clouds were rolling in the sky, and in an instant, the sky became dim. At this time, some flying birds, because of the weird weather, did not dare to stay in the wilderness and flew towards their nests. , and soon after, it disappeared without a trace.
Uncle Hua left. After praying, his stomach no longer hurt. Now he was a little hungry and wanted to eat something. Otherwise, he might not be able to withstand the cold winter.
As for Shaoqiu, he was lying on the ground in a daze, not wanting to get up for a long time. He just lay there like this. Even if someone killed him, there would be nothing he could do.
At this moment, he suddenly felt someone standing in front of him. From the tone of voice, it seemed to be Uncle Hua, but he couldn't be sure, after all, his expression was a little dazed at this time, not as sober as usual.
Yes, the person standing in front of Shaoqiu was Uncle Hua. The reason why he stood in front of Shaoqiu was because he wanted to take advantage of this moment to do something to him. He first spat on him countless times and scolded him. The years of humiliation caused by cursing at my mother disappeared in an instant as the saliva continued to spit on this person, and the depression in my mood gradually became much better, no longer so depressed and troubled.
When leaving, Uncle Hua didn't plan to do anything. Seeing that this person had helped him a lot, but thinking about his thoughts about Xiao Hua, he decided not to do anything today. It was over, and it seemed that he no longer called Hua Bo.
The reason why he dared to do this was because Shaoqiu was not sane. Otherwise, even if he had ten more courages, Uncle Hua would not dare to do this. But there is nothing to dare to do at this time, not to mention the people around him. They don't know why, maybe Seeing that it was going to rain, one by one, they quietly left the river and went somewhere unknown.
Seeing that there was no one around, Hua Bo originally planned to smear Shaoqiu's head with feces, but he thought of the bad impact, and if people knew about it, it would be very wrong, and people might say that he was a bad person.
Moreover, at this time, he noticed that there seemed to be a woman's figure flashing not far away, but he saw nothing after that. This made Uncle Hua dare not take off his pants and excrement on the other person's head. He just used magic and pretended to do it. He muttered words and cursed some very bad words in front of Shaoqiu, which just meant that he hoped that the unconscious Shaoqiu would not come back to life.
Of course, Uncle Hua doesn't have much confidence in this kind of magic, because besides farming, generally speaking, he is probably not that proficient in these things.
However, looking at Shaoqiu now like this, almost on the verge of life and death, what if his curse is effective, wouldn't it be considered a success?
He stood in front of Shaoqiu and performed "magic" for a while, of course, just hoping that Shaoqiu would be dead in an instant, otherwise, it might be very detrimental to Xiaohua in the future.
However, after doing "magic" for a while, Uncle Hua still felt that he was not very sure. It would be more effective to dig a hoe.
But at this time, he remembered some past events. Digging with a hoe was not a big deal. Generally speaking, it would be illegal, and Uncle Hua would generally not do illegal things. It would be better to just do it like this. It's better to do "magic".
"Damn it," Hua Bo thought in his heart, "I really regret not learning some Taoism. I wonder if these tricks are effective at this time?"
Hua Bo took advantage of Shaoqiu's unconsciousness and used "spells" indiscriminately, mumbling words, but for some reason, it backfired. Shaoqiu did not die. Looking carefully, there seemed to be signs of waking up.
After Hua Bo clapped his hands, he left in an instant, not daring to stay here anymore. Otherwise, if Shaoqiu knew that she was treating him like this, wouldn't he be able to fight against him?
Hua Bo gradually disappeared by the river.
When Shaoqiu woke up, he looked at the sky and found that it was raining. It was very cold. It sprinkled on people's bodies, making Shaoqiu cough continuously. Then he got up from the cold ground. Go towards your house.
One night many days later, Shaoqiu was sitting at the table, reading a book boredly, when he heard someone knocking on the door, and along with the sound was a shrill wind.
"Who?" Shaoqiu asked fearfully.
"Yeah." The man outside the door replied with a smile.
Shaoqiu opened the door and saw Uncle Hua standing in front of him holding two cans with a kind smile on his face. As soon as he saw Shaoqiu, he started asking questions.
"Are you okay?" Uncle Hua patted Shaoqiu's shoulder and asked.
"It's okay." Shaoqiu replied.
Hua Bo put down the two bottles of cans and said that he had some things to do. He walked out of the house in an instant and disappeared into the vast night. Shaoqiu, who was standing in the house, was so surprised that tears fell on his face. tears.
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