Life Hunter

The lucky man's face turned paler, and the voice behind him whispered: "It's not a big deal. You have a strong destiny, so you will definitely have a chance to make amends."

The lucky boy nodded.

"Keep going." The captain said helplessly.

The listener walked to the broken melon, bent down, picked up the soil and covered it, then stood up and moved forward.

The group of people became more cautious, taking one step at a time, and it took a while before they arrived at the open space around the melon shed.

Everyone heaved a long sigh of relief, and some night guards looked at the lucky man with sympathetic eyes.

"Lucky student, you said the wrong name before, and now you've stepped on something wrong. Be more careful." The captain's voice was much colder than usual, and he stood far away from the lucky student.

The lucky student was stunned for a moment, lowered his head deeply, and gritted his teeth tightly.

"Knock on the door and ask Mr. Gua," the captain said.

"Ah?" Mr. Lucky suddenly raised his head and looked at the captain angrily.

The captain looked calm.

Many night guards looked away.

The man behind Lucky Boy put on a smile and said: "Master Colonel, Lucky Boy is still young and has the strongest destiny among us. Such dangerous things are not suitable for him to do."

"Where are you going?" the captain asked.

The climber froze on the spot, his simple and honest face looking particularly dull at the moment.

The school captain looked at the lucky student and said, "Don't blame me. I don't want you to go. However, there shouldn't be any danger in this gate. Even if there is, it's very small. It's safe for you to go."

When the sunshine boy heard this, he was worthy of being a leader. What he said was full of sunshine.

The lucky man sighed, looked at the climber with a pleading look in his eyes, and whispered: "Uncle..."

The climber had a face full of astonishment and stared at the lucky boy for a long time. His eyes turned cold, he gritted his teeth, nodded vigorously, and strode towards the gate of the melon shed.

The other three people who were following Lucky Guy stayed where they were, looking at Lucky Guy in disbelief.

The lucky man lowered his head and said nothing.

The climber mustered up the courage and came to the door. His voice trembled and he said: "By order of the mistress, I came to get the melons."

No one answered the door.

The windows of the melon shed were thickly covered with white paper, and the dim yellow light inside flickered gently.

The one who climbed higher raised his voice and said: "By order of the mistress, I came to get the melons."

Still no one answered, and he turned his head to look at the captain in despair.

"Call again." said the captain.

Ascendant's heart skipped a beat and he shouted loudly: "By order of the mistress, I came to get the melons."

"Noisy!"

A thick sound like the impact of a huge tree came out, and the climber was so frightened that his face turned pale.

"The melons are in the fields, just look for them slowly." After the people in the room finished speaking, there was no sound again.

"I'm done shouting." Deng Gao said with a wooden face and slowly walked behind the lucky student, half a step farther than before.

The night guards stared at each other, not knowing what to do for a moment.

Suddenly, a faint mist rolled in from all directions and instantly covered the melon fields.

"We have no choice but to search hard. Should we search together or separately?" the captain asked.

"Let's look for it together."

"Yeah, this fog is a bit weird."

"Let's find safety together."

"Okay, let's form a line, don't wander around, and search slowly." The captain scanned the crowd, pulled out the Yan Fei Dao, and walked toward the mist.

The others also picked up weapons. Sunshine Boy opened his nine-flower umbrella and fixed it on the bookcase behind him. Without drawing his sword, he grabbed two thunder talismans with both hands.

Everyone lined up and moved forward slowly.

As we walked, the person listening to the book reminded us: "The melon fields have changed, please be careful."

The captain said: "Yes, the melon field has become sparse, as if... the area has become larger, it must be a magic trick, be careful."

The sunshine boy was walking and suddenly said: "Stop."

The book listeners, foodies, and blacksmiths all stopped, glanced at each other, and all changed their faces.

The others are gone.

"Are we lost?" the blacksmith asked in a panic.

"No, I suspect that the further we leave, the more people will be scattered. Let's tie them together to avoid being separated. If we encounter an enemy attack, we will cut the strips of cloth." The sunshine boy said, taking out spare clothes from the book box, pricking, pulling and tearing them. It is made into strips of cloth, tied into long strips, and reinforced with magic power to connect the four people together.

"Wait a minute or continue searching?" the foodie asked.

Listening to the book: "We have absolutely no idea what is going on in the melon field and the mist. Since we are asked to get melons, there must be melons. Instead of just standing around, it's better to look for them."

The sunshine boy said: "Let's continue searching for now, and we'll talk about it after a while."

"I can't see clearly. Do you want to light a torch?" the foodie asked.

"You can't light a fire and expose the light at this time. Sunshine Boy is a tenth grade man with bright eyes, so just follow him closely." Tingshu said.

The sunshine boy nodded and said, "I can see further, so follow me."

In the fog of the dark night, the four people walked forward while looking for ripe watermelons.

Time passed slowly, and there were watermelon flowers or small watermelons all along the way, none bigger than a fist.

I don’t know how long it took, but the fog suddenly became thinner quickly.

When the wind blows, the white mist completely disappears.

Eighteen people looked around and found that the melon field was still the same melon field, very close to each other, but they could not see each other before.

"Who found the melon?" the captain said happily.

No one answered.

At this moment, there was a sudden bang in the melon shed, like the sound of a mallet hitting a stone mortar and hitting rice cakes.

Everyone was startled and looked at the melon shed.

I saw the silhouette of a thick and powerful man appearing on the white paper window. He looked much taller than a human being, a full foot in height.

The figure didn't know what he was lifting, but he smashed it down hard.

Click!

It sounded like cracking firewood.

You couldn't see what he was holding or what he was hitting, it was all blocked by the wall.

Afterwards, the people inside sang folk songs with strange tunes.

"The moon is round...the melon is round..."

The figure raised it again and then smashed it down.

boom!

It sounded like a rice cake being hit.

"The pot is round...the melon is round..."

Lift it up again and smash it down again.

Bang!

It seemed like it was hit on the pulpy paste, and there seemed to be liquid splashing out.

"The bowl is round...the melon is round..."

The shadow lifted up and smashed down again.

puff!

It seemed to hit the cloth.

"The pie is round...the melon is round..."

Eighteen people stood blankly in the melon field, staring blankly at the figures on the windows, and listening to folk songs with strange tunes.

The man kept smashing and singing repeatedly.

At first, various sounds could be made, but in the end the sounds tended to be unified, becoming more and more like the muffled sound of smashing rice cakes.

Under the moonlit night, there was a gentle cool breeze, and everyone's hair stood up, and they didn't dare to move.

I don’t know how long it took, but the figure inside suddenly raised his arm and slammed it down hard.

boom!

"Every family is reunited...the melons are round! The melons are round...every family is reunited!"

On the white paper window, the shadow bent down, picked up an ellipsoid-shaped shadow, and walked towards the door.

Squeak...

The door opens.

Everyone looked over and saw that the door of the house was dark, with no light at all, as if black kerosene was flowing.

A pair of hands passed through the black screen, holding a large watermelon with yellow background and green stripes, more than a foot long, and slowly placed the watermelon outside the threshold.

The nails on both hands were one inch long and as sharp as wild beasts. The fingers were twice as long as those of ordinary people. The five phalanges were all silvery white, and the surface was covered with spiral patterns. It was faintly visible that there seemed to be blue blood flowing under the skin.

"Melons are round...every family is reunited!"

This time the voice was not as strong as before, and there was a hint of joy and smile.

It was completely dark inside the door, but everyone felt like a monster was staring at them inside.

The two hands slowly withdrawn into the black, and the door closed.

The lights went out.