Ginseng disease, you

The village is very quiet, only the leaves rustle in the breeze.

They finally came to Zhuzi's house.

Just like Qi Yu's dream, it was a house made of mud and wood, the courtyard door was half open, and there was a large basket made of rattan in the courtyard. On the left side of the large basket, a rattan was broken, and the branch was broken. When it comes out, there will be people hanging from time to time, and it is the one who went out on the back of the pillar.

There is also a small wooden sword sharpened by Zhuzhu himself in the corner.

Qi Yu remembered this little wooden sword. In his dream, this little wooden sword brought him a time when he was envied by children.

The door was also ajar, as if the owner had just stepped out for a while.

They slowly opened the door, and the wooden door creaked.

The furnishings in the room are exactly the same as in the dream.

The solid wooden bed was next to the window, and there was a chipped white porcelain bowl on the oily square wooden table, surrounded by four thick-legged chairs.

Everything matches the scene in memory.

They searched around and found nothing, so they withdrew and walked to Niach's house.

The village is not big, and the strange thing is that the scene along the way is very blurry.

How to describe it?

It is the blurred feeling of the photo. You can see where there is a house and where there is a road, but the tiles on the house and the stones on the road cannot be seen clearly.

This weird situation made Qi Yu feel as if he was in a game.

Can you save money on unimportant places? Poor review!

The house of the Loach family quickly appeared in front of their eyes, and it was easy to distinguish, because the house of the Loach family was in high-definition.In a crowd of vague wooden houses, it stands out from the crowd.

Loach's family has a lot of chickens, and they peck the worms on the ground back and forth in the yard.

Near the west side of the yard is a row of chicken coops, surrounded by a fence.

They walked in, but to their surprise the door wouldn't open.

The door was clearly unlocked, but Rao Qi Yu, the ginseng essence that could push away stones, couldn't push it open either.

Qi Shu shook his head, and led Qi Shu back out.

Now there is another place that is Da Zhuang's home.

Da Zhuang's house is on the edge of the village, near a stone wall.It can be seen that they are not very popular in the village, and the land allocated is very partial.

However, within a few steps, their shadows changed from short to long.

Time is speeding up, and the sun is setting towards the west at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Both of them were shocked when they realized this.

The two abnormalities in the dream were after the sun went down, and no one knew what would happen later.

In any case, they are to avoid being outside.

All the accidents happened outside, there were no street lights in the village, and when the sun went down, they couldn't see anything.

Qi Shu has already tried it, and here, the yellow talisman cannot be ignited.

This is not reality.

It could be a dream or a memory of a person.

It may also be an illusion created by Gou Yun.

Qi Yu looked at the fast-moving sunset, and dragged Qi Shu to Zhuzi's house: "I know where the candles are, but I don't know if they can be lit!"

At this time, I can't control so much, one is the endless darkness, and the other is the possible light, everyone will run to the latter.

Rushing into the room, Qi Yu rolled under the bed with a short body. In the dream, candles were placed here.

Sure enough, there were candles!

He took out all the candles, while Qi Shu went to the kitchen to get matches.

The sky outside the window darkened.

There was not much light left in the room.

Qi Yu struck a few times with the match, thank God, it burned.

Candles are lit.

The flickering and ethereal firelight lit up the small room.

Qi Yu lit two more candles and placed them in different places so that they would not be blown out.

Qi Yu was worried that Zhuzi's family would show up in the house, but fortunately, nothing happened.

"Qi Shu... Do you feel sleepy?" Qi Yu rubbed his eyes, trying to cheer himself up.

Qi Shu was about to answer, but the next second he saw Qi Yu's hand slipped down - he fell asleep lying on the table.

Then, darkness enveloped him too.

Qi Yu woke up again after being pushed and shoved.

Dark skin, short hair—it's a loach.

"Zhu Zhuzi, hurry up, didn't you agree to pick mushrooms today?" the boy said angrily.

So familiar, Qi Yu was startled, and he returned to Zhu Zi.

[do not go--]

But this time, he couldn't control the body of the pillar.

He could only feel the change of the pillar's perspective—sit up, jump out of bed, and turn on the stove.

Everything is exactly the same.

[Don't go—] His soul is imprisoned in a body that doesn't belong to him.

He could even feel the urgency of the pillar.

Until Da Zhuang's figure appeared in front of him, everything was exactly the same as last time.

Da Zhuang was still wearing gray short-sleeved clothes and carrying a pannier.

[Is it Qi Shu?Can he control his behavior? ] Qi Yu was delighted and anxious, he desperately wanted to open his mouth to talk to Qi Shu.

But he, or the pillar, jumped up uncontrollably, pressing Da Zhuang under him.

The two began to fight, but the difference was that Zhu Zi was particularly ruthless, and Qi Yu could feel the sensation of a fist hitting his bony back.

Da Zhuang threw the big fungus forward, and the fungus landed on the thick grass.

[stop fighting!stop fighting! ] Qi Yu shouted in his heart.

But Zhu Zi didn't stop.

This feeling of not being able to control his body was very bad, and Qi Yu was in a hurry.

Da Zhuang's face was covered with blood, and the stone on the ground had a deep gash on his forehead, and the blood flowed into his left eye, making him look very scary.

The loach also caught up, and he quickly picked up the fungi and put them in his basket.

When Da Zhuang saw that his fungus was taken away by the loach, he jumped up from the ground and rushed towards the loach.

Loach yelled: "What's wrong with a fungus from you! Don't forget! How many chickens your father stole from my house!"

Da Zhuang's movements froze, and he couldn't argue. He limped and picked up his scattered back basket, picked up the crushed fungus one by one, and put them into the back basket.

Loach shouted loudly: "Aren't you quite capable! A child born to a thief!"

Qi Yu didn't expect things to turn out like this, he heard Zhu Zi say: "You are short of money - this tiger paw should sell for two or three yuan, as long as you carry the baskets for us two today, I will give you this fungus .”

There are many mushrooms in Naizigou, but there are also many types. Most of them are worthless fungi. They can really sell for a high price. A tiger's paw can hold up to a basket of common fungi.

Da Zhuang clenched his fists.

This insulting method made Qi Yu very angry. Originally, Da Zhuang had found the fungus first, but these two children forced others to snatch it, and even threatened Da Zhuang in turn.

Da Zhuang nodded, he needed the money very much.

He can exchange a few catties of rice for two yuan.

What happened next made Qi Yu even more angry, Zhu Zi and Niu were scurrying around in the mountain, Zhu Zi yelled from time to time: "Da Zhuang, come here! I can't take it anymore!"

In fact, he only picked two flowers in his hand, and he just wanted to see Da Zhuang limping over with a basket on his back, which satisfied his vanity.

Da Zhuang put his back baskets on the ground, the one with the pillars in the front and the loach in the back. His tall and thin body was sandwiched between the two big back baskets, making him look very pitiful.

He walked towards the pillar without saying a word, and let the pillar throw two fungi into the frame on his back like feeding a dog.

The loach imitated everything, and also called Da Zhuang.

From time to time, the fungus with the dirt on it missed its aim and hit Da Zhuang's fleshless face.

The wound on his forehead was still oozing blood from time to time, and his face became dirty.

Looking at it, Qi Yu felt a little sorry for the silent child.

Finally in the evening, Da Zhuang hung two heavy panniers and carried his own bamboo basket. His overweight body made him slip from time to time. He slid a few times, and his pants were rubbed with mud, as if they were stained with excrement.

Niach laughed, walked behind empty-handed, and said loudly, "Look at Zhuzi, does he look like he's been pulled?"

Zhu Zi also laughed when he heard the words: "His father is a lunatic, it's not impossible."

Da Zhuang wiped the dirt off his trousers with his hands, and after propping himself up on the ground a few times, he finally stood upright.

The setting sun slanted down on the horizon, and the road reflected a piece of residual red.

Finally approaching the village, Da Zhuang asked Nixiu for the tiger's paw. The tiger's paw was in Nixi's hand all the time, so he was not stupid, and he took it out when he handed the box to Da Zhuang.

Loach turned the tiger's paw out of the cloth bag, but didn't hand it to Da Zhuang. He threw it on the ground and stepped on it——

The bacteria were shattered to pieces.

This was the straw that broke the camel's back.

The sense of humiliation ran through Da Zhuang's body like an electric current, he let out a roar, threw down his back basket and rushed towards the loach.

The two wrestled together. Although Niqiu was strong, he was a few years younger than Da Zhuang, and he hadn't grown up yet.

Da Zhuang was dominated by anger, and his thin body burst out with great strength.

Loach was crushed under Da Zhuang's body, and Da Zhuang's protruding fist hit him directly in the face.

The two rolled back and forth on the path.

"Pillar—" Loach yelled, seeking help from his good friend.

Zhu Zi did his part and joined the battle without saying a word.

The three of them wrestled together like twists and turns.

But Zhuzi ate a lot, grew well, and was as strong as a calf, and quickly reversed the situation.

Qi Yu or Zhu Zi only felt a force in his hand——

Da Zhuang was pushed down the hillside by him.

This path leans against the stone wall on one side and the hillside on the other.

The hillside is not high, but very steep, like a small cliff.

It was left by the collapse of mudslides in the past. There are many and sharp stones.

It's light to fall down and bruise your head.

Qi Yu was startled.

Falling from such a high place, Da Zhuang is afraid that it will be more dangerous than good.

The two children also realized that they had caused a catastrophe. It would be fine if they hurt someone. After all, Da Zhuang only has a disabled old mother, and no one can find justice for him.

But dead people are different.

The two children quickly got up and looked down the cliff.

Da Zhuang lay on the slope, motionless.

Blood spread from under him.

The author has something to say:

Qi Yu: I seem to be playing a game┓(·0·)┏

Da Zhuang is a poor child

ps: I watched as the number of manuscripts became less and less TT