I am a Big Villain

"After life, it's raining, where are you going?"

I have lived in the village for three days. In the past three days, the rain on the mountain has not stopped. On weekdays, he stayed in the room of the old roots, and only walked out when he was eating.

He was very quiet, and he hadn't seen him in the village for so many days. The vigilance of the villagers to him was gradually reduced to a minimum.

But now it was raining, and the sky was gradually darkening. He took the umbrella and tried to go out, let the old roots lift the spirit at once, and the dim eyes looked at him, and the voice was a little low.

"I think now that the rain is a little smaller, I want to go to the back mountain. The forest in the rain has a different kind of beauty and is a good photographic material."

I pretended not to understand the faint precautions in his words, holding the camera in his hand, the appearance of an ordinary college student obsessed with photography.

In addition to a camera hanging around his neck, he also has a small backpack behind him. It is not the big mountaineering bag he carried when he went up the mountain. It is estimated to be a spare bag in the mountaineering bag. It is flat and not like It is like having too many things.

In addition, there is an umbrella in the hand.

"Now the sky is going to darken. There are wolves in the back mountain. After the birth, are you dying?"

The old roots thought about how strange the dolls in the city were. In the past, those climbers were also. In addition to trees and trees in the mountains, they felt that the mountains were beautiful, and the girls who were abducted were like them. I like them here. The scenery is willing to stay.

"Nothing, Grandma, my mom brought me a blessing before coming."

He smiled and took a yellow triangle spell from his pocket: "My mom said, this peace and happiness can keep the peace, not to mention the wolf, that the wicked want to harm me, he is able to pay for his life."

I don't know if it is the illusion of the old roots. He always feels that the words of this young man have something to say. After listening to him, he will be rude.

But after a closer look, the male doll still looks like a smile, it seems that it is just his illusion.

"Then you remember to come back early, wait until the sky is really dark, those wolves and bears, but they really come out."

The old root did not persuade him. At that time, the wife of the old Zhang family did not sneak out in the middle of the night and was killed by a wolf. He was not kind, but if the young man was also wolf like the girl I’m bitten to death, and after a few days of accommodation and food expenses, who is going to go there, it’s not a small income.

He is looking forward to this rain for a while, and in a few days, he will be able to save his son's money for his wife. The son is forty this year, and no longer marry, their family is really dead.

He nodded and walked into the rain with an umbrella.

"Large column, you keep up and stare at it to see if he is going to the back mountain."

The old people in such a village are not fooled. Although there is no doubt about it, he still keeps his son staring behind him to see if he is going up the mountain or holding the camera in the village. Take a shot.

The son of the old roots licked the sweet potato, sulking and sulking, wearing his own robes, not long after the squatting, keeping the distance of tens of meters closely behind him.

I don’t seem to notice that there are individuals behind me. I walked leisurely towards the other side of the village. The road leads to the back mountain.

Now the sun is gradually darkening, and the continuous rain has added a bit of darkness to this small village. He looks at the children on both sides of the mud road who are not afraid of rain and play, and the old men who are sitting under their roofs and smoking old-fashioned smoke. old lady.

Joy, coziness, everything is shrouded in the shadows.

I laughed, my eyes were covered with a haze and blood, so I wanted to destroy it.

The son of Lao Gentou was far behind him, watching him out of the village, walking towards the back hill, cleaning his last bit of sweet potato, rubbing his fingers and complaining that his father was too careful. It hurt him so many roads in this rainy day.

Not to mention that this young man looks quite normal, that is, he is not in the right track. How many young people in the village can make him please?

He glanced again and determined that he was walking away and shook his head to go home.

*****

After several days of rain, the trails in the mountains were extraordinarily muddy, wearing a pair of hiking boots, and the toe and heel were covered with yellow mud. He seemed to walk aimlessly, but he seemed to be determined. Turn left and turn right, not exactly following the path that the predecessors stepped on.

I don’t know how long it’s been. At this time, the sky has completely darkened. The round moon in the sky is hidden when the clouds are covered. If you look up, you will be surprised to find that this moon is actually Red.

The quiet mountain forest, the dark road ahead, is creepy.

The station was set under a big tree with four people, and the backpack behind him was opened in front of him. The inside was empty. There was only a folded little girl. He crouched down and placed a layer on the edge of the tree. Excessive overgrown weeds shoveled.

One, two, three... The soil was soaked in the rain for a few days, and the softness was too much, and it could be dug up with almost no effort.

At first, all the excavated soil was muddy. Gradually, there were a few white bones with some carrion bones.

"This is the sister's hand bone."

晏褚 Very devoutly wiped the bones that were dug, and carefully placed them in your carry-on backpack.

"This is the sister's sternum."

He has a word in his mouth, and his original clear face is eerie in the dim environment, especially the eyes, **** red in the flirtat, like a madman who is downright.

"Yin Yin, my brother came to you, my brother brought you home, my father at home, and my mother, our family, never separated."

He kept digging holes and looking for bones until he dug a pit one or two meters deep and determined that he could not find any bones before he stopped his movements.

Many of the broken bones are incomplete. These are all wolves being smashed by other beasts. They are even bitten with their bones, swallowing like a belly until they are digested.

I found two hours, and the bones I found were not filled with a small cloth bag.

His wormwood has no bones.

"Ah-ah----"

Looking at the tattered water that was soaked in rain and blood, I couldn’t see the small trace of yellow paper in the original trace. This piece of paper was pinched in the palm of my hand by the half-handed hand. It was originally It is the same as the amulet on the body, and she asked her mother before she went out to play with her friends.

My sister is one, and my brother has one.

"Yin Yin, my brother took you home."

When he was crying enough, he wiped his tears. He stood on the mud and stood up on the trunk of the tree. He stood sideways and leaned to his side, gentlely speaking.

A little girl in a white dress, bloody, muddy and rainy, had no normal eyes, and had two big fists in the blood hole, watching him smile.

*****

"The village head, who lived in our home for a few hours after going up the mountain, is now so dark, do you say that it is an accident?"

The old roots thought that the young man was going to take pictures in the mountain forest near the village. It shouldn’t be too long to go back and forth, but whoever thought of having passed the meal, left and right, etc. are the people who can’t wait for him. .

He found out that he was wrong, and he hurriedly took his son to find the most eloquent Lin Youde in the village.

"The rain came up the mountain, he was looking for his own death. The animals in the mountains at night were coming out to find food. I dare not let people go in and find someone."

Lin Youde was licking the chicken legs. He took chopsticks and patted his wife's hand. His wife licked her mouth and put the chicken wings that had been caught in her bowl into the bowl of the little uncle Lin, who had a chicken. Eat on the neck.

"But the head of the village, when I was born in the village, I said a word. He said that he had come to the village to take pictures with him before he came. If he had anything, what if the alarm was too big? When I was afraid, I was afraid to search for the mountains. We couldn’t hide all the little daughter-in-law to the back hill."

The old roots made Lin Youde come to the fire.

"Fuck, you don't say it early, just like this, you still let him go into the back hill." Lin Youde was angry, and he didn't eat chicken. He went to the shoes and went to organize the man.

"Dad, he is back."

The son of the old roots was waiting on the road outside, and he saw the umbrella holding the umbrella from the mountain.

When Lao Gentou and Lin Youde and others heard him, they ran out.

"You, the child, how have you been going for so long, everyone must be ready to go up the mountain to find you, and your clothes and shoes, how to do it?"

The old roots are a little angry. If it is not greedy, he is not willing to let this person live in his home again, and he will find trouble for him.

"It’s too slippery when it’s raining. I just went to the pit to pick up the mushrooms. It’s not going to climb up.”

I opened my own bag of sacs, filled with small white-brown mushrooms, a dense bag, and the mushrooms were picked a lot.

This stuff is not rare in the eyes of the villagers, especially in the mountains after the rain, picking up a large basket, that is, these people in the city are rare. Every time there are outsiders entering the mountains, they always have to buy some people from the village. go back.

"Nothing is fine, afterlife, you will know less in the mountains in the evening."

Lin Youde waved his hand. He was too lazy to take care of these trivial things. He only taught a few words to him and then turned back to his home.

A gust of wind blew, and the goose bumps of Lin Youde and Lin Youcai both got up.

Strange, how suddenly it cooled down.

Especially Lin Youde, I feel that my back is particularly sour, as if carrying a few pounds of heavy objects.

However, this coldness lasted for two or three seconds. The brothers felt that the temperature had become normal, and the soreness of Lin Youde’s shoulders also disappeared.

They didn't see anyone, just in the moment, they rushed to the position where Lin Youde brothers stood.

Originally, the **** hole, squatting on Lin Youde's neck, looked at his little girl with the **** hole, hesitated for a long time, followed by 晏褚. 2k novel reading network