Fire and theft prevention

It is said that Tongluo Town is built on the mountain, and there is a shovel village in the mountain.

A village or a town neither produces copper nor smelts iron, but today's human world is in turmoil and wars are everywhere, copper and iron have become precious things, and this poor mountain and remote place also seeks the name of copper and iron to gain some wealth.

There is nothing else in Shovel Village, only a mountain and a river.The river is not that big, but this year's spring floods also turned up a few waves, which flowed in thick and thick, and the flow speed gradually slowed down when it reached Tiechao Village.

Until autumn, it is rare to have a bumper harvest for a year.

Like that shabby village, the woodcutter at the entrance of the village has nothing but a beautiful baby as his wife.But when spring came and autumn came, Mei Jiaowa was also worn out into an old woman by the hard times, and today, just like in the past, she went to the river to hammer and wash clothes.

A black shadow floated down the river, floating up and down, hanging on a few clusters of dry reeds, not moving.The woman thought it was a corpse floating upriver, she was so used to seeing it, she just felt unlucky.Looking closer, I found that it was a wooden figure.

She turned the wooden figure upside down out of the water, yo, it's quite handsome.

So, when the woodcutter came home that night, he saw that his old woman had hidden a handsome man.I pulled it out and took a look in the moonlight, and found that it was a wooden man, so stupid.

"Where did you get it?"

"In the river."

The woodcutter knocked here and there, and felt that the wood was solid by the sound, so he said, "Chop it up and sell it. It will save you a few meals of hunger in winter."

"No!" The woman protected the portrait, "This is a fairy, I can't break it!"

Ordinary village women are uneducated, but they only feel that the wooden statue is lifelike, with lowered eyebrows and lowered eyes, and a clear and peaceful face, suddenly it is a kind-hearted fairy.

"It's just a wood carving, not a fairy." The woodcutter said with a headache, "Nobody wants to worship a wooden statue without a name, so it can only be split as ordinary wood."

"It's a pity to chop it off." The woman wiped the dust off the woodcarving's face with leather again, and suggested, "Why don't we keep it at home and worship it every day, asking the gods to bless them?"

"There are no immortals in the world. If there were immortals, why don't they show up in such a miserable life?" The carpenter sighed, "Old lady, instead of praying to gods and Buddhas, it is better to exchange a few catties of cakes and noodles."

That night, the woodcutter picked up an ax, which was shining brightly, and slashed at the knee of the portrait.

With a crisp sound, the woodcutter fell to the ground, bleeding from his legs and feet.The woman was crying inside the house, when she heard the noise and rushed out, her face turned pale with shock when she saw this scene.

I saw that the iron ax was broken into two parts from the middle, one part flew out and scratched the woodcutter's calf, and the other part stuck in the ground.The wooden statue was not damaged at all, and it rolled twice, revealing its face under the moonlight.

The peaceful smile changed.His face twisted visible to the naked eye, his brows were frowning and his lips were pursed, with a tangled look.The moonlight was cold, casting a rough shadow on his face, which looked extremely strange.

"Damn—!"

The woodcutter's screams resounded through Spade Village.

The wooden statue was startled by the scream, and its expression changed again.

He is also very helpless.Anyone who wakes up and finds they can't move feels panicky.All the senses in his body were pulled away, only his ears were diligently telling him the information from the outside world.

What's even more amazing is that he doesn't even know what he is.

His head was empty, and he only pretended that his own name was "Mu Qingjia".

From the couple's mouth, Mu Qingjia learned whether he was a wooden figurine, or a wooden figurine that was about to be torn apart and burned to fly ash in the flames.

It's really life...ah no, wood life is hard.

When the sound of the ax whistling through the wind sounded, Mu Qingjia wanted to turn over and escape, and wanted to defend himself, but his whole body was like a cage that imprisoned his soul. No matter how his soul struggled, his body would lie there, waiting to die indifferently.

Forget it, he comforted himself like this.What is life, and what is the difference between death?After all, he is just a quiet and well-behaved wooden figurine, what do he want to do so much.

After the bang, he was safe and felt no pain.

Fortunately, his shell can't die for the time being.

The bad thing is, he found that not only pain, but also no other senses.To make matters worse, the couple seemed frightened and called for help.

...Forget it, I'm very lucky.Mu Qingjia once again thought optimistically, now that he is invulnerable, others are still envious of him.

Footsteps came and went, from far to near.A mature and solemn voice asked, "Big Dog, it's so late, what happened?"

The big dog, that is, the woodcutter said in horror: "This wooden figure! It's a ghost! No, it's a demon! Its expression will change, and it wants to eat people!"

I see.Mu Qingjia was overjoyed, it seemed that she could already control facial expressions.He pulled the corner of his mouth with difficulty, showing a kind smile, indicating that he was completely harmless.

In the eyes of all the villagers, under the dim light of the fire, the puppet raised the corners of its lips and showed a secretive smile, as if announcing: I am going to start eating people.

The agricultural tools fell to the ground with a bang, and the palm trees fell all over the ground. How could all the mountain farmers have seen such a battle? and threw the torch on him.

But seeing the flame bounce off like a frightened bird, a blue light suddenly appeared, and a magic circle appeared on Mu Qingjia's chest, and instantly swallowed the flame into his mouth.

Afterwards, two beautiful golden butterflies rose from the magic circle, floated into the air, and shattered into gold powder with a "snap".

Mu Qingjia was ignorant of everything that happened to her body, only felt a little hot in her chest in the confusion.

The farmers panicked again, and Lao Cunzheng raised his hand and said, "There's nothing else going on here, everyone go back first. I promise to protect everyone."

The crowd left sparsely, and the woodcutter named Big Dog said: "Cunzheng, look at this..."

"In my opinion, it's neither a ghost nor a demon, nor a human nor an immortal." The villager stroked the white beards under his lips, "I don't know what it is, anyway, it's harmless. As long as you move it away from Tiechao Village, it will be gone." It has nothing to do with us. Big dog, since it was picked up by your wife, you can take it out of the mountain."

"What?" The big dog was stunned.

"Don't be afraid." Lao Cunzheng patted him on the shoulder, "Our village is protected by immortals."

"Is there really a fairy?" Big Dog asked subconsciously.

The old village’s yellow eyes are clouding: “50 years ago, Tiezho Village was not called Tiezho Village. The fertile fields here are lush and fertile, and rice can be harvested twice in one spring and summer. Although the grand occasion is no longer, I still believe , she's still here."

Immortal, hearing this familiar title, Mu Qingjia's confused mind was stirred.A black figure flying with a flying sword gradually emerged. The man swung his sword, and the mountains suddenly turned into ravines.

He...maybe he knew the immortal.Mu Qingjia thought blankly.

In the early morning of the next day, the woman sobbed and rolled an embroidered quilt she sewed on Mu Qingjia's body, and the big dog set off on the road with him on his back.The woodcutter was exhausted, but Mu Qingjia was happy and leisurely, listening to insects and birds singing, distinguishing their types, humming along with the pace of the big dog in his heart.

The ears temporarily acted as the only communication channel between him and the world, and the knowledge he had accumulated was also revived with the flow of sound.

The big dog was still a little trembling at first, but after a long time of reciting it, nothing happened, and he became more courageous, and began to talk about his sad things.Why is the harvest not good, why is the timber getting less and less, why is the winter hungry, why is the daughter-in-law not giving birth to cubs... a majestic strong man, even choked up.

Although Mu Qingjia almost lost his life, he wanted to laugh and felt soft-hearted when he heard it.After all, those who don't know are innocent, and no one would know that the wood can live in the soul, and there will be joy, anger, sorrow and joy.

He wanted to say "If there is less wood, you can carve some gadgets and sell them in the city", and "If you can't get a wife, then take a young boy to raise him", but in the end he could only sigh in his heart.

The big dog put Mu Qingjia on the side of the road in Tongluo Town, wrapped the flowered quilt tightly, bowed, and said: "Today I have to go up the mountain to cut firewood, otherwise the mother-in-law will starve again. I will send you to Here it is."

The sound of footsteps gradually faded away, Mu Qingjia was lonely for a while, thinking about where to go, when he heard cars rumbling and horses rustling, like a group of rich people passing by.

When Mu Qingjia heard the leader rein in his horse, there was a heavy landing sound, and there was a chaotic sound of gold, silver, pearls and jade all over his body, probably either rich or expensive.Hearing that his footsteps were sloppy, he speculated that he was either suffering from chronic illness, or his body was hollowed out by wine and lust.

"Master, what is this?" A voice asked.

The young master laughed "hehe" and said, "Young lady's skin is wrapped in a quilt, it's very interesting."

Mu Qingjia was startled: That woman wrapped him in a flowered quilt?

"Young master, beware of fraud!" The first voice took the lead in using a sword to open the embroidered quilt, and said in surprise: "Wooden statue?"

The fat young master looked at him for a moment, then laughed and said, "Take him with you and go home!"

The first voice was the bodyguard of the fat young master.He knew that his master was curious, so he didn't refute, rolled up the quilt and put Mu Qingjia into the carriage.

Mu Qingjia listened attentively, and felt that the young master's voice was indescribably obscene, the tone was muddy and dull, and he seemed to be a big-bodied master.But he suffered from being unable to move, so he was sent to Liu's residence in such a daze.

It is said that the Liu family is also a rich family. Although the world is cold and cold, it still relies on the relationship between the imperial court and the blood and sweat of the common people, and is rich.There are carved beams and painted buildings in the mansion, and the halls are entered four or five times inside and outside. In front of the halls are hung plaques approved by the current emperor, which is very beautiful.

It's just that Mu Qingjia couldn't see all of this, he closed his eyes, lay in the treasury indifferently, and worked hard to practice manipulating his body.It wasn't until the sound of grass insects became louder and the night gradually darkened that he was remembered again and carried into the fat young master's bedroom by several people.

Before people arrive, the sound arrives first.I could only hear the beautiful girls in the room laughing and frolicking, accompanied by the fat young master's wheezing and wheezing, talking a lot.

"Little bitch!" The fat young master put his arms around a woman and said, "Since I can't satisfy you, do you still want other men to play with you?"

"How could it be, Mr. Xiang~" the girl whispered coquettishly, lying on his knee and acting like a spoiled child.

The fat young master hugged one, pushed her against the wooden statue, and fell to the ground with a "bang".

"He got a new one today, you, go and serve him." The fat young master said with a smile, "This young master has a great reward!"

Mu Qingjia originally thought that it would be fine to listen to the erotic palace, but he never expected that he would get angry.I can only be thankful that my maker had the foresight to carve the precise clothes for him.

See, being a wooden figurine is still very beneficial.The clothes can't be opened or taken off, and they can't sit still.

The girl caressed him softly and affectionately, then turned around and complained softly: "Master, he is too hard, I can't bear it~"

The fat young master laughed loudly, took the beauty into his arms, and for a while, Yinggeyanwu naturally remained silent.The wooden bed creaked, Mu Qingjia only thought it was a lullaby.

When I was drowsy, I felt something was wrong.

The sound in the room was too monotonous.

At some point, the fat young master's breathing disappeared.

Click, click, click.A sharp voice rubbed against his ears.

Mu Qingjia realized belatedly that it was no longer the sound of the wooden bed shaking, but the sound of sharp teeth chewing flesh and bones.

- something bad.