Weird show

※one※

The girl who died not long ago lay dead in the weeds on the edge of the town. The messy weeds covered her blood stains all over her body. The bloody smell attracted flies, and the flies eventually attracted spectators.The daring people scrambled forward while covering their noses, while the timid but curious people hesitated to stay on the outer layer. Only those with children would not stop at a glance, covered the children's eyes, and walked quickly to hide. far away.

The girl died terribly. Her whole body was covered in blood and she couldn't see her true colors. Both lips were cut off, and her two rows of white teeth were exposed. It was hard to imagine her true colors.There is a small pile of charred ashes nearby, and it is not known whether it has anything to do with her tragic death.

Eight-year-old Xiaofeng was also among the crowd, standing between the middle-aged Old Wu and the young Xiaoge.Old Wu and Xiao Ge didn't try to cover Xiaofeng's eyes, because Xiaofeng, like them, is a "Jianghu person". Even if a Jianghu person is only eight years old, his eyes should not be covered in front of a corpse.

Xiaofeng's gaze never avoided the blood stains in the grass, his delicate and picturesque eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he asked, "Could it be Hao Fangya? It is said that he likes to kill women and children, cut off their lips and roast them to eat." His voice was subdued. It was so low that only the two companions next to it could hear it.

"I think it's him." Old Wu's muscles tensed up. "It shouldn't be far away. We just met by chance this time. Maybe we can find him out."

Xiaoge's left hand eagerly held down the handle of the soft sword at his waist, but he hesitated: "This place is not far from Zuizun Castle, so if we act rashly, we won't cause any trouble, right?"

"Zui Ribao has been busy fighting with other underworld gangs recently, and has no time to meddle in business. Besides, Zui Ribao has no friendship with Hao Fangya, a bastard."

"Okay! Then let's... hey," Xiaoge looked down at the eight-year-old Xiaofeng, "Let's arrest someone, what should he do?"

"It doesn't matter if you let him stay at my cousin's house for two days." Old Wu's eyes were firm. "Taking him out for a walk for the first time is the right time to let him experience the bloodiness of our Jiang Hu people."

Xiao Ge clapped his hands together: "Okay."

Old Wu pulled Xiaofeng to an empty place where no one was around, and put a big hand like a cattail fan on Xiaofeng's shoulder: "We are going to catch that beast Hao Fangya, you stay at Uncle Chen's house and wait, don't delay your sword practice .”

Xiaofeng replied solemnly: "Senior brother, you should be more careful. In addition, try not to shoot in crowded places, so as not to hurt innocent people."

"I know, it's up to you to say that?" Old Wu raised his hand on Xiaofeng's shoulder, and shook Xiaofeng's head vigorously, "Listen, don't cry while we can't see! Uncle Chen inquires, if you cry again, you will be told by Brother Qu to beat you up."

Xiaofeng silently looked up at Old Wu, his fists hanging by his sides, his waist straightened, and a faint stubbornness came out from the depths of his dark pupils.

※two※

three days later.

It was still completely dark, and Uncle Chen and his wife got up early to boil water in the kitchen. Amidst the sound of the flames devouring the dry wood in the stove, the dull and depressed sobbing sounded again.

It's been three days.Xiaofeng lives alone in the guest room, crying when he wakes up every morning. When he just started crying, he always remembers to try his best not to make a sound, but after crying for a long time, he will inevitably forget his feelings. , crying will also faintly come out.

Aunt Chen poked her head outside the window, and whispered to Uncle Chen: "Nephew and the others are back, you must not tell this matter, it will cause the child to be beaten, do you hear me? They have no seriousness in their hands. Such a young child, Don't break it."

"I know, when has my mouth been so broken." Uncle Chen also followed his wife to probe his brain, "You said this child is fine during the day, but why does he always cry at night? Our nephew doesn't ask whether he is indiscriminate, he just knows how to beat him."

Aunt Chen said: "It's the first time for such a small baby to travel far away, so he's homesick. I don't know how his parents are willing to let an eight-year-old child run around with a group of reckless men."

"I always feel that he has something hidden in his heart." Uncle Chen said, "He doesn't look like he is only eight years old. He never goes out to be mischievous, and he doesn't talk much. He is practicing martial arts all day long, and he knows how to rush to help us with work. Our eldest and eldest were still like monkeys when they were eight years old."

Aunt Chen smiled subconsciously: "That's right, Xiaofeng is so handsome. When I saw him, I wanted to hug my grandson. If the boss gave birth to a grandson half as handsome as him, I would be content..."

Uncle Chen raised his eyebrows on the left side: "I don't even have a daughter-in-law. What grandchildren do you want? If the eldest and second son of our family are half as handsome as Xiaofeng, all the daughters in the town will have to line up to ask for marriage. How can they still not get married?" daughter in law."

Aunt Chen said displeased: "I wasn't ugly when I was young, who knew that my son's appearance is just like yours."

"It's all because my son's personality follows you and doesn't live up to expectations," said Uncle Chen, "I'm so ugly, why don't I marry a wife too?"

The husband and wife were bickering and having fun, the back door was tapped lightly three times. Uncle Chen opened the latch, revealing a gentle and young face through the crack of the door—their old acquaintance Mr. Yan said: "Mr. Chen, that family' Your lord is recruiting short-term workers again, two days, two people, a total of four taels of silver, starting tomorrow, will you go?"

Aunt Chen immediately smiled: "Go! Go!"

Uncle Chen tugged at her: "Who will watch Xiaofeng?"

Aunt Chen scratched her head in embarrassment, and then she had a sudden thought: "Mr. Yan, we still have an eight-year-old child in our family. A relative entrusted us to take care of it. Can we bring it in together? This child is sensible and not noisy."

Mr. Yan thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "I have to see what that child looks like first."

※three※

The next morning.

Xiaofeng silently accepted the body search, and followed the old couple into the windowless compartment of the carriage.Then the door was locked from the outside.

The light came in from some small holes in the roof of the carriage, illuminating the simple and considerate layout of the carriage: there were clean and thick light-colored cushions on the floor, and a pot of tea and several plates of snacks on the low table in the middle.

Xiaofeng stared at those snacks with unique shapes and attractive colors. Although he hadn't eaten breakfast yet, he was not in a hurry to eat them. Instead, he leaned into Uncle Chen's ear and asked, "The rich family has many servants, why do they hire outsiders to work?" , pay back so much money?"

Uncle Chen said: "Noble people have their own particulars, so don't ask too many questions. If you ask too many questions, you won't have such a good job."

Aunt Chen also said: "There are many rules in the noble family. When you go there, you should be obedient, don't run around, and play with the little son obediently. That little son has been raised so far with obedience and obedience. He is extraordinary, and he is three years younger than you. You Be sure to follow him, he will do what he says."

Xiaofeng nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Aunt Chen picked up a piece of sweet cake and stuffed it into his mouth, stroked his head and said, "Xiaofeng, don't be too mature, a child of someone else's age will not stuff his mouth full when he sees this." In her opinion, this The child must be from a poor family and has never seen these fancy snacks, otherwise how could he have come out to work as a follower for a few not-so-famous quack men at the age of eight.

※Four※

As soon as the carriage stopped, the lock of the carriage was unlocked by Mr. Yan, and the gradually brighter morning light flooded the surroundings.Xiaofeng jumped to the ground and found himself in a courtyard with towering walls and lush trees inside and outside the walls, blocking his vision.This is the backyard. On the verdant grass, the stone path is very clean, and there is no oil stain in the smoking kitchen. A stream enters through one wall, turns a bend, and exits through the other wall. The water quality is crystal clear. The water ripples slowly undulate.

Aunt Chen carried a large bucket of dirty clothes in her left hand and a mallet in her right to wash clothes by the stream. Uncle Chen rolled up his sleeves and walked into the kitchen. Mr. Yan continued to walk forward while holding Xiaofeng's left hand.

Xiaofeng was first pushed into a misty room with a faint fragrance. There was a bathtub suitable for children to bathe in. It was filled with warm water, and there were a few small wooden boat toys floating on the water. A bench beside the bathtub There was a good-quality children's suit folded in squares, inside and out, and on the floor were new shoes with a new pair of socks tucked into them.

Playing with noble children will inevitably require a good cleaning.But Mr. Yan said very politely: "You are tired, take a bath first to relieve fatigue, do you wash it yourself or should I ask someone to help you?"

Xiaofeng said to wash it by himself, and Mr. Yan hid out.Xiaofeng blinked, walked around the room vigilantly, and made sure that there was no one around, and finally stretched out his hand and flicked the small wooden boat floating in the bathtub a few times, then took off his clothes, folded them and placed them on the other side of the bench , jumped into the bathtub, and cleaned those toys carefully while playing with them.

Only when no one is looking does he dare to show a little interest in a toy that kids his age love.

After taking a shower, he jumped out to dry his body and hair, and put on the new light green suit.The clothes fit fairly well, but the shoes were too big. Xiaofeng looked down at his feet and couldn't find anything to put them in. He was a little worried. He practiced martial arts since he was a child, and his family was not short of money. He was used to wearing shoes that fit his feet. The faster he grows, the faster his shoes grow. Wearing such a big shoe makes him feel inconvenient and uncomfortable.

Mr. Yan seemed to hear that the sound of water in the house had stopped. He went to the door and knocked three times. He didn't come in politely until Xiaofeng agreed. Without Xiaofeng telling him, he immediately saw that Xiaofeng's shoes didn't fit. Find a few handkerchiefs and stuff them in Xiaofeng's shoes.

Then, Mr. Yan looked at Xiaofeng, whose hair was still wet and loose, with a smile, and said kindly: "Xiaofeng, you can call me Brother Yan. Today I will ask you to help take care of a little brother."

Xiaofeng's expression suddenly became very serious, as if he had received some difficult task: "How to take care of it?"

The smile lines on the corners of Mr. Yan's mouth widened: "How can you really let your child take care of the child? I just ask you to play with him for two days. The family is away recently, and he is too lonely."

"Then how to play, what to play?" Xiaofeng's tense face still did not relax.

Mr. Yan said: "How do we adults know what your children like to play? Of course you can discuss it yourself." He bent down, put one arm around his legs and the other around his waist, and hugged Xiaofeng directly.Xiaofeng has not been hugged by an adult for a long time, let alone by a stranger, he feels a little awkward in his heart, and his body becomes stiff.

Mr. Yan did not pay attention to these trivial matters.He walked out of the room with Xiaofeng in his arms, passed through a corridor, and turned into a small two-story building.One of the inner rooms on the first floor is the little master's bedroom. The floor of the room is covered with soft blankets, a small table and a few cushions are placed, and the rest is a large canopy bed.

That bed seemed to be another room separated from the room. Beside the bed was a moon-shaped door with heavy curtains hanging down. The two curtains on the left and right overlapped each other, completely blocking the situation inside the bed.Xiaofeng heard the sound of breathing inside, which meant that there was a person hiding in the bed.

Mr. Yan kicked off his shoes, walked into the house, took off Xiaofeng's two shoes, put him next to the bed, and said in a very gentle tone to the bed curtain: "Liu Liu, I found a little girl. My brother will play with you for two days, can you let him in?"

A crisp and delicate child's voice said inside: "Yes, please come in."

Mr. Yan lifted the bed curtain, and before Xiaofeng could see clearly, he picked up Xiaofeng and put him on the bed.

Xiaofeng stepped on the extra soft mattress, just stood firm, his gaze was immediately attracted by the child in the bed.

A child named Liuliu sits on the bed with loose hair and bare feet, wearing light green clothes like Xiaofeng. He looks very cute and quiet. The small face with pink makeup and jade carvings has not faded from the roundness of a child, which makes people want to pinch With a pinch, a pair of pupils are so bright that they can shine.His legs are straight, the soles of his feet are facing the breeze, and his ten toes are round and tender.

Xiaofeng lowered his head and stared at Liuliu, for a moment he even forgot to salute the legendary nobleman; Liuliu also remained motionless, staring at Xiaofeng intently.

Mr. Yan said outside: "Liu Liu, say hello to brother Xiaofeng."

Liuliu supported the bed with both hands, jumped up, and whispered: "Brother Xiaofeng is good." Then he sat back on his original position.

Mr. Yan said with a smile: "Xiaofeng, you also said Liuliu is good."

This Mr. Yan and Xiaofeng spoke in the same tone as if they were coaxing a young child. Xiaofeng pursed his lips and smiled, clasped his fists and said, "Good Liuliu."

"You two are having fun." Mr. Yan closed the bed curtain and left in peace.

※five※

Liuliu and Xiaofeng sat one, stood the other, looked at each other for a long time, but didn't speak.

Liuliu finally had enough to see, he changed his posture, bent his knees, hugged a small quilt, put his elbows on the quilt, and played with his fingers.

He twisted his soft fingers into various shapes, and he never seemed to get tired of it.Xiaofeng was bored watching, and closed his eyes to think about the sword move. He had no sword in his hand, and his body was still standing still, only the muscles of his whole body tensed and relaxed according to the imaginary movements...

After thinking about the pros and cons of a move, he opened his eyes again, and Liuliu was still sitting there playing with his fingers.

Xiaofeng had never seen such a quiet four or five-year-old child, and couldn't help but ask, "Why haven't you moved?"

Liuliu looked up at Xiaofeng, got up suddenly, stepped on the bed with her white and tender feet, ran to Xiaofeng's side, jumped up around him, jumped around and around, until the bed creaked .

Xiaofeng was so dizzy by his jump that he couldn't think about sword moves anymore.Xiao Liuliu, who looked like a powder ball, had no expression on his face, his delicate brows were slightly frowned, and he danced around Xiaofeng meticulously. Xiaofeng watched and finally couldn't help laughing.

Hearing Xiaofeng's laughter, Liuliu stopped jumping suddenly, stopped and giggled along with Xiaofeng.However, after turning too many circles just now, Liuliu also became dizzy. When he stopped, he immediately became unstable and bumped into Xiaofeng.

Xiaofeng was accidentally knocked down by him.

Liuliu fell beside Xiaofeng, staring at Xiaofeng intently with clear eyes, stretched out his little hand, poked Xiaofeng lightly, then quickly retracted his hand behind his back as if he had done something bad.

Xiaofeng blinked, but didn't speak.

Liuliu stretched out the hand behind her back, and poked Xiaofeng again, although she retracted her hand this time, she didn't put her back behind her back again.After trying this three times, Xiaofeng kept looking at him curiously. Finally, he became more courageous. He stretched his hand up and gently touched Xiaofeng's cheek, but he retracted after touching it lightly.

Xiaofeng couldn't help laughing again.

Liuliu giggled and laughed very sweetly, and then stretched out two hands to hold Xiaofeng's face.

Xiaofeng finds it very strange, most of the children he has seen are neither light nor heavy, but Liuliu's hand is very light, pressing on his face weakly, as if his face is a piece of tofu, which will shatter when pressed hard Same.

Liuliu gently caressed Xiaofeng's face like this, just like when he was playing with his fingers just now, without getting tired.Xiaofeng felt that he should say a few words to him, but couldn't think of anything to say, so he imitated the words of the adults outside to tease him: "Are you really a boy? I think you look a bit like a girl."

After he finished speaking, he regretted a little, because he didn't like this sentence, and he didn't know why he said it casually.

Liu Liu was not angry, and said seriously: "I'm really a boy. What does a girl look like? I haven't seen it yet."

Xiaofeng was stunned: "Haven't seen any of them? Your family has to avoid suspicion since childhood?"

"Our family does not avoid suspicion," Liu Liu said, "but I am the only child in my family, and children from other families do not come to my house, so I have never seen other children before, and you are the first."

Only then did Xiaofeng realize that Liuliu regarded himself as a very strange thing.

Liuliu asked: "Is the place you come from interesting? Is there anything that I don't have at home?"

Xiaofeng originally wanted to say it was fun, but considering that Liuliu came from a wealthy background and it was inconvenient to go out, if he said that it would be difficult to go out, he changed his words and said: "It's not fun outside, there are many bad people."

Liu Liu nodded: "My elder brother also said that there are many bad people outside. Then, what do you do outside every day?"

Xiaofeng thought for a while and said: "I run on the mountain every day, practicing how to run the fastest. When I grow up, I can run faster than others, and I can make money from this." It is not convenient for him to reveal his identity, So I didn't mention sword practice.

Liu Liudao: "I don't know how to make money. I listen to Uncle Yan and my elder brother telling stories every day. Does anyone tell you stories?"

Xiaofeng felt a pain in his heart, thinking of his mother who suddenly disappeared and the secretive elders, he reluctantly said: "I had it when I was young, but no one talked about it later."

Liu Liu didn't know how to read words, so he patted Xiaofeng's face and said, "I'll tell you a story, and then you can tell me a story too!"

Xiaofeng said: "Okay."

Liuliu finally withdrew his hands that were holding Xiaofeng's face, got up and sat opposite Xiaofeng, cleared his throat, and said seriously: "There is a man in Nanyang called Song Dingbo..." He talked about Dingbo vividly Ghost story.

Dingbo's ghost hunting didn't take long, and Liuliu soon finished speaking, so it was Xiaofeng's turn.

Xiaofeng had not heard many stories before, and felt that he was several years older than Liuliu, so he should tell a more complicated story. , only one daughter..."

Liuliu had never heard of the famous Dou E's injustice, and listened very seriously at first, staring at Xiaofeng intently with his eyes wide open. Xiaofeng thought the opening was good, and he spoke very seriously.Unexpectedly, when Dou E was cut off for making three vows, Liu Liu was so frightened that she covered her eyes on the spot and cried loudly.

Xiaofeng realized that he should not tell such a tragic story to a pampered five-year-old child, felt ashamed, and hurriedly patted him: "Hey! Don't cry."

Seeing someone come to coax Liuliu, she cried even harder.

Xiaofeng said: "Don't cry, eat candy!" Jumping off the bed, he brought a plate of peanut candy on the small table outside the bed and handed it to Liuliu, but Liuliu refused to eat candy, just kept crying .

Xiaofeng was in a hurry, probably because he had been threatened too many times when he was crying, so he said casually: "If you cry again, I will beat you!"

Sure enough, Liuliu stopped crying. He had never seen such an unreasonable person in his life until he was five years old. He jumped up, jumped out of the bed, and ran to the door, shouting as he ran, "Help! Xiaofeng is going to hit me!"

Xiaofeng had no choice but to put down the candy plate and follow behind him, trying to stop him but couldn't.Mr. Yan was not there, but Uncle Chen ran over.Uncle Chen rubbed his hands full of flour on his clothes, and asked Liuliu, "Did he really hit you?"

Xiaofeng was a little worried that he would cause trouble for Uncle Chen and his wife, so he felt that he was in the wrong, so he lowered his head and said, "He said he was going to hit me, but he hasn't hit me yet!"

Uncle Chen naturally wanted to defend his employer, so he grabbed Xiaofeng's wrist and patted his palm: "Don't cry, don't cry, I'll beat him for you..." He didn't use much strength, and Xiaofeng also obediently stood where he was. The ground did not dodge.

Unexpectedly, Liuliu immediately yelled anxiously: "Don't hit people!" Wipe away her tears and go up to pull.

Uncle Chen was confused like Zhang Er Monk, so he had to pull Xiaofeng's hand in front of Liuliu: "Then give him a beating?"

Liuliu immediately moved to her mouth, puffed up her cheeks and blew twice, then stretched out her hand to rub it: "Does it hurt?"

Uncle Chen seemed to feel that Liuliu was playing with people and he shouldn't be meddling around, so he let go of Xiaofeng and said, "Liuliu likes brother Xiaofeng, right? That's fine, you two are obedient, I'll give you a Fake sugar cookies, ah."

Liuliu said: "Okay." Pushing Xiaofeng back to the bed, he climbed up, lying on the edge of the bed and looking around, then mysteriously closed the bed curtain.

Liuliu leaned behind Xiaofeng, half-kneeled on the bed, put his chin on Xiaofeng's shoulder and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to let Grandpa Chen hit you."

Xiaofeng said: "It's okay."

Liuliu hesitated for a moment, then cautiously stretched out his left hand in front of Xiaofeng: "Why don't you call back."

The pink and tender little hands are in front of the eyes, and it seems that they belong to a child who has never worked hard.Xiaofeng suddenly felt that this hand was very interesting, and couldn't help stretching out his fingers to itch on his palm.

Liu Liu hurriedly withdrew his hand and asked, "Why didn't you call back?"

Xiaofeng smiled and said, "I can't bear it."

Liuliu asked again: "Then why did you hit me just now?"

Xiaofeng had no choice but to tell the truth: "I didn't intend to hit you, I frightened you."

"Why are you threatening to hit me?"

"...Because you cried."

"Why do you threaten to beat me when I cry?"

Xiaofeng had no choice but to say: "No reason, just to scare you for fun."

"Why don't you scare me to play?"

Xiaofeng couldn't answer, so he interrupted: "Have you heard Dou E's story yet?"

Liuliu stopped talking immediately: "I'll listen."

Xiaofeng then finished the part where Dou E turned into a ghost to complain to her father and all the villains were convicted.

At the end of Liuliu's hearing, her eyes were red again, she lowered her head slightly, and said unhappily: "My elder brother said that there are no ghosts in the world, and ghosts are made up by living people who miss the dead too much."

Xiaofeng said: "This story was also made up by others, maybe...someone was wronged to death by the bad guys, and the storyteller was unwilling to make it up."

Liuliu said: "When I grow up, I will also go out to fight for justice. If corrupt officials want to kill people wrongly, I will rescue her in advance."

Xiaofeng nodded vigorously: "That's good."

Suddenly someone knocked on the door, Liuliu stuck his head out and said to Mr. Yan, "What's the matter?"

Mr. Yan said: "Come out, it's time for lunch."

Liuliu pulled Xiaofeng out together, and went to the open room outside, trying to drag a chair to the side of where he usually sits.The chair was very big, his hands just touched the legs of the chair, Xiaofeng was the first to lift the chair up and put it on the place he designated.

The dishes that are put on the table one after another are all cooked by Uncle Chen, which are lighter than those cooked by Uncle Chen at home, but they are rich in variety and very delicious.Uncle Chen and Aunt Chen were also invited to the dining table to eat together, and they were the top seats. Before Liuliu picked up the spoon, he sweetly thanked Uncle Chen for his hard work in cooking and Aunt Chen for his hard work in washing, as if the old couple were not invited by his family. his servants, but his elders.

Xiaofeng was a little surprised when he saw this scene, and suspected that Liuliu was not a real son of the rich and powerful.He knew that rich and powerful families paid special attention to honor and inferiority. Even if children didn't understand these things, it was impossible for adults to allow Mr. and Mrs. Chen to eat at the same table with the young master.

But if it's not a rich man, what exactly does Liuliu's family do?Xiaofeng really couldn't figure it out.

After dinner, Mr. Yan sent them to the backyard to play for a while.Liuliu took Xiaofeng's hand and circled in place, and Mr. Yan was careful to protect him. Every time Liuliu or Xiaofeng fell down, he would quickly come up to help him. There was always a loving smile on his face, and he did not care for the whole afternoon. bored.

Liuliu met a playmate of the same age for the first time, and had a great time playing, until the night when it was time to go to bed after taking a bath, she still refused to let Xiaofeng leave. Left alone on the big dark bed.

Liuliu pestered Xiaofeng to ask this and that, and it was still late at night when Mr. Yan finally walked into the house again.

Xiaofeng thought Mr. Yan was going to accuse him of not sleeping well, but Mr. Yan just asked: "Liu Liu, are you sleepy?"

Liu Liu said, "I'm not sleepy."

"Then are you, Brother Xiaofeng, sleepy?"

Liu Liu also helped and asked, "Are you sleepy?"

Xiaofeng was not actually sleepy, but felt that Mr. Yan wanted him to be sleepy, so he said, "A little sleepy."

"Then let's go to sleep!" Liuliu got up, imitated the adults, and tidied Xiaofeng's quilt carelessly, then got back into her own bed, patted Xiaofeng gently, and said, "Sleep, sleep, don't have nightmares !"

※six※

Flowing blessings are not very effective.In the early morning of the next day, Xiaofeng still dreamed of the nightmare that had been lingering for several months—his missing mother was sold into a terrible upstart house, locked up under the high eaves that could not be seen, her face was stiff, Neither smile nor speak.A small courtyard separated from her by a wall was eerie, and there were many corpses of servants who had been beaten to death neatly lined up.Xiaofeng vaguely heard that the family hated his mother for singing when she was doing needlework, and cut off her tongue to see if it was true. If it was true, he would draw his sword and kill them all.But he seemed to be trapped in a hidden crack in the wall, unable to move or make a sound, while her lips were tightly closed and never opened.

Xiaofeng felt shortness of breath, suffocation in his chest, and tried his best to squeeze out from the gap in the wall, but the moment he squeezed out, everything in front of him disappeared out of thin air, leaving only darkness. He wept silently for a long time, opened his eyes Eyes, only to recall where I was.

The morning light was slightly bright, coming in through the window paper, illuminating Liu Liu's face, the long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and the face was so tender that it seemed to melt in water.The toddler in the morning light seemed to imply countless beautiful possibilities. Xiaofeng smelled the scent of the balm Liuliu used in bathing, and his shortness of breath gradually calmed down. An inexplicable thought arose in his heart: everything just now was indeed a nightmare , the mother's experience will not be so tragic.

The fragrance of Liuliu's body seems to make people fall asleep, Xiaofeng looked at him blankly for a while, then closed his eyes unconsciously, and fell asleep for the first time after a terrible nightmare.

In the haze, he saw his mother again. This time, the mother was different from the previous nightmare. She was sitting in a bright and clean study room, wearing a light blue dress, with a smile on her mouth, humming a song and writing to a picture. The meticulously painted landscapes are carefully painted, and the songs she hums are not the sad tunes she hums when she is alone, but the cheerful ditties she sings in a low voice only when coaxing the little wind.She patiently changed the brushwork and applied the colors layer by layer until a painting was half-finished, then put it aside to dry, raised her hands, stretched her waist, and turned around twice in the same way.

Then, she picked up a small clay figurine from the utensil shelf next to it, stroked the clay figurine's head, and said in her usual lively voice that was more like a big sister than her mother: "Xiaofeng, I miss you..."

Xiaofeng knew that he was dreaming, but at this moment he forgot, and wanted to rush out to catch his mother, but the dream in front of him disappeared again. When he opened his eyes, there was only brighter and brighter morning light around him, and a still sleeping streamer. flow.

Xiaofeng was in a daze for a long time, his eyes fell on Liuliu's face, and he suddenly found that he looked a bit like the little clay figurine his mother caressed in his dream.Thinking of the scene in the dream, Xiaofeng really wanted to reach out and touch his face, but after hesitating for a long time, he finally couldn't help stretching out his hand gently and touching Liuliu's face.

Liuliu was vigilant, and immediately opened his eyes, the clear black eyes reflected Xiaofeng's face.

Xiaofeng was about to apologize for waking someone up, but Liuliu smiled in a daze, grabbed Xiaofeng's hand, kissed his palm, then turned around to face the other side and fell asleep again.

Xiaofeng stared at Liuliu's soft hair and delicate side face for a long time, then showed an embarrassed smile.

It wasn't until mid-sun that Mr. Yan came late to ask the two children to have breakfast, and Liuliu woke up again. Mr. Yan dressed Liuliu himself, but Liuliu saw that Xiaofeng was dressing by himself, so he also clamored to do it by himself. Wearing the good clothes twisted and crooked, in the end Mr. Yan had to untie his clothes and bring them to him to wear them again.

After breakfast, Liuliu and Xiaofeng were sent back to the house to play.Xiaofeng can feel that Liuliu likes to pester him very much. He is sensible early and is more popular with adults, but it is difficult to play with his peers. This is the first time he meets a child who likes him so much.

Thinking of leaving this afternoon and probably never coming back again, Xiaofeng felt very sad, and for a moment even wanted to discuss with them to stay at Aunt Chen's house for a while when Lao Wu came back.However, he also knew that it was impossible for Chisumen to allow him to be so willful, not to mention that this family was so mysterious, it must be very inconvenient, he could only regretfully dismiss this idea.

Liuliu who doesn't know anything is still playing with Xiaofeng, Xiaofeng suddenly wants to bully him, but he can't think of a way to bully him, so he gets up and hugs Liuliu.

Liuliu happily praised: "You are so strong!"

Xiaofeng frightened him very seriously and said: "I won't let you go after I picked you up, and I will abduct you when I go out." Liuliu became more and more overjoyed.

Seeing that he couldn't scare the child, Xiaofeng had to change his method: "If you laugh again, I'll throw you on the bed."

Liuliu hugged Xiaofeng's neck with both hands, proudly said: "You can't get rid of me!"

Xiaofeng ran around the bed for a few laps with Liuliu in his arms, and finally let Liuliu down because he was small and weak.As soon as Liuliu's feet touched the ground, he immediately rolled up his sleeves, squatted his legs slightly, bent down and hugged Xiaofeng's calf and pulled it up—naturally, he couldn't pull it out.

Xiaofeng smiled and said, "You can't hug someone like this."

Liu Liu said solemnly: "You are taller than me, I can't hug you like you, so I have to learn from Lu Zhishen and pull the weeping willow upside down!"

The two children didn't know that Mr. Yan and Mrs. Chen and his wife were peeking outside holding their breaths, and they laughed so hard that they almost revealed their secrets.The three bent down and covered their mouths and quietly hid in the distance. Mr. Yan suddenly sighed and said, "I've never seen Liuliu like an outsider so much. It's a pity that Liuliu is a boy. If it's a girl, I promise him to you." Forget about Xiaofeng."

Aunt Chen said with a smile: "Second Brother Yan really knows how to joke, how can our Xiaofeng deserve to be classy?"

Mr. Yan put his hands behind his back, shook his head and said, "Didn't you find that Xiaofeng is more sensible and stable than ordinary children? He is not an ordinary child."

Uncle Chen and his wife were startled: "What?"

Mr. Yan looked at them meaningfully: "Don't say anything, this kid doesn't report his background, of course he has his reasons."

Uncle Chen and Aunt Chen looked at each other, they could only nod their heads in agreement.

※seven※

After lunch, the adults all went to take a siesta. Xiaofeng and Liuliu were both at an age when they didn’t like to take a siesta. They sat on the bed and played with some wooden carvings of chickens, pigs, knives, swords, swords and halberds.During the interval between their conversations, there was a moment of silence. In this silence, they heard a heavy breathing sound from outside the door, like some ferocious beast.

The ominous stomping sound is approaching.

Both children instinctively sensed danger.Although Xiaofeng was young and weak, he already regarded himself as a martial arts practitioner, so he stood up to block him from the outside, but Liuliu poked him from behind, let out a soft "shh", then stretched his hand under the thick mattress and twisted it. Some mechanism was moved, and the mattress in a corner inside the bed suddenly collapsed, revealing a dark hole.

Liuliu whispered: "You jump down, follow me."

Xiaofeng poked his head and took a look, and saw that the hole was two feet square, about as deep as a short adult, with a flat bottom and a layer of cushions.He immediately jumped into the hole and landed lightly. Liuliu grasped the edge of the hole with both hands, put his feet down, and let go of his hands carefully. Xiaofeng caught him firmly and put him on the ground.

The cave was very dark, and when Liuliu fumbled for the mechanism to close the cave door in a panic, there was already the sound of tearing the curtain outside.Liuliu finally touched the right place, the cave door creaked and closed quickly, Xiaofeng looked up and watched the only light on the top narrowed a little bit...Suddenly, a black shadow passed the cave entrance, and then the cave door was closed. Moved.

It was stuck stiffly in an ornate scabbard.

The sound of heavy breathing came from the entrance of the cave, and a pair of big black-haired hands were vigorously shaking and hammering the half-closed entrance of the cave.The man tried for a long time, but he could neither open the door nor break the wooden plank. At the same time, the force of the mechanism on the door was no match for the gorgeous scabbard, and the door could not be completely closed.

Xiaofeng looked up from below, and saw that the black hairs on the hands of the strange man above his head were soaked in blood, dried up and formed into locks, and there was blood in every nail. The stench filled this small secret room.

The hole door is made of wood, it should be a good quality wood, but it is just wood.Xiaofeng didn't know why the weirdo outside didn't draw his knife to chop the wood, maybe he just didn't expect that once he thought about it, the two children in the cave would definitely not be his opponents.

Liuliu shouted loudly: "Help! Help!"

The strange man suddenly sneered, stopped opening the door, leaned down with his left hand on the scabbard, and put his right arm into the hole.His thick arm stretched out, almost reaching the bottom, and the small wind shrank into the corner, halfway, and his right shoulder was firmly grasped by the five fingers of the strange man.weirdo beast one