Monster [Quick Transmigration]

It's a pity that the little fat man's motor nerves are really not very good, and it took more than an hour to climb up the rope.

Yuxiu, who was pulling the rope by the edge of the cave, was almost numb from the cold. He rubbed his red-stained palms and let the little fat man lie on the snow to rest for a while, while he quickly put away the rope and sickle.

By this time the sky had darkened.

The mountain peaks in the distance were stained with a layer of dull black, and as time went by, that layer of black spread silently to this side.

The white snow all over the mountains and plains was quickly swallowed by the night.

It is also like a bloody mouth, swallowing their sight bit by bit.

Although the snow here has stopped at some point, there is no guarantee that it will not fall again. If the heavy snow falls again, it will be more difficult for them to go down the mountain.

Yuxiu tied the rope around his waist and pinned the sickle to the rope. He walked over and grabbed the little fat man's arm: "It's time to get up, do you still have the strength to walk? We have to hurry down the mountain."

In fact, the little fat man had already collapsed from exhaustion, his limbs were numb and painful, and he was still very cold, as if he didn't belong to his body anymore.

But there is no way, even if you have no strength, you have to squeeze out a little strength, if you don't hurry down the mountain, you will only have a dead end.

Thinking of this, the little fat man's resentment towards Fu Zeyang and the others gradually deepened.

People like Fu Zeyang usually like to bully him and Yuxiu, but bullying is nothing but bullying, and it's not enough to commit murder and break the law.

But this time Fuzeyang and the others clearly wanted to put him and Yuxiu to death.

unacceptable!

Fu Zeyang and those people are really too much! !

The little fat man was so angry that when he was pulled up by Yuxiu, his body was shaking, and he didn't know whether he was angry or frozen.

The vast expanse of whiteness on the ground made the little fat man's face even paler.

It wasn't until Yuxiu stretched out his hand to pat the snow on the little fat man's body that the little fat man suddenly came back to his senses, and when he looked at Yuxiu, his eyes turned red again: "Yuxiu, I'm so angry."

Yuxiu hummed, took the little fat man's hand, and asked, "Do you still remember which way to go down the mountain?"

"This way." The little fat man pointed in a direction, "just go straight ahead."

The little fat man can't do anything else, but his sense of direction is still very accurate.

Yuxiu led the little fat man towards the direction he pointed.

"Yuxiu, I'm really angry. Why are they able to bully us like that? I can't take it anymore this time." The little fat man's crying voice sounded again, accompanied by a few sobs, as if he had made up his mind, "After I go back, I'm going to the town to call the police and let the police catch them."

Yuxiu smiled: "Okay, I'll go with you."

The little fat man choked up a few more times before he said, "Yuxiu, you're so kind, it's a good thing I have you, otherwise I definitely wouldn't be able to survive on my own."

Yuxiu looked back at the little fat man: "Me too."

Fortunately, there is this little fat man.

If he wakes up and is trapped in the cave alone, then even if he climbs out, he can't find the way down the mountain, and the only thing waiting for him is death.

And the man named Fu Zeyang obviously hated him more, looking at him wishing he could eat him alive.

He guessed that the little fat man should have been implicated by him.

The two walked for about half an hour, but they only walked a third of the way.

The sky completely darkened, and the thick night shrouded the entire mountain like a giant net.

Although the green light band in the sky is barely illuminating, the surrounding visibility is still getting lower and lower, and if you walk any further, you will be in a state of blindness.

After the little fat man fell three times in a row, Yuxiu had no choice but to stop thinking about going forward in the dark.

He squatted down next to the little fat man, wiped off the snow on the little fat man, and then pulled the little fat man up.

"Let's find a place to stay for the night. It's not safe to go down the mountain at night." As soon as the words finished, Yuxiu suddenly became quiet, as if she was listening with her ears up.

The little fat man hurriedly held his breath, not daring to take a breath.

After a while, Yu Xiucai went on to say: "It seems to be snowing."

Thanks to Yuxiu's experience in countless wind and snow days in the first world, she gained some experience after a long period of time. By looking at the sky and listening to the sound of the wind, she can barely tell when it's snowing.

Of course, it's not very accurate...

But now it's night, no matter whether it snows or not, it will be very dangerous for them to go any further, so it's better to find a place to stay for the night.

It's just that whether they can survive the night on the mountain still depends on their luck.

Yuxiu couldn't help sighing, and asked the little fat man, "Have you wiped off all the snow on your body? Don't let the snow get into your collar and cuffs, if it turns into water, you'll easily catch a cold."

"It's clean, it's clean." The little fat man hurriedly replied.

After answering, the little fat man shook his collar and made sure that there was no snow on his body, so he smiled at Yuxiu with confidence, "Yuxiu, you look like my grandma."

Yuxiu was a little speechless: "How am I like your grandma?"

"No, no, it's not that you look like my grandma..." The little fat man quickly waved his hands, thought for a moment, then scratched his head and said, "It means that you make me feel like my grandma, and my grandma often tells me to put on my clothes properly. Don't let the wind pour into the collar and cuffs, or you will catch a cold easily."

Yuxiu: "..."

To tell you the truth, he used to gossip about his son and daughter in the last world, and when his son and daughter grew up and got married, he started to gossip about his grandchildren again.

But there was no need to say these words, he looked around, and then pulled the little fat man towards the mountain.

Walking in the snow is really exhausting, but both he and the little fat man are people with poor physical strength, and they have to breathe a few times every time they walk a certain distance.

They were tired, cold and hungry, and the poor conditions tortured their bodies and minds.

After walking like this for a long time, they found a hidden cave.

The entrance of the cave was small, but it was spacious after walking in, and the inside was cleaner than they imagined. It seemed that someone had cleaned it specially, and there were several large bundles of firewood piled up in the innermost part of the cave.

The little fat man was very happy, and his eyes lit up: "I heard from my grandma that the uncles and aunts in the village specially found a few caves on this mountain, just to prevent everyone from going up to the mountain to collect herbs and firewood. I didn't expect us to be so lucky to find one of the caves!"

The little fat man was so excited that he blew out the match in his hand as he spoke.

Yuxiu: "..."

fatty:"……"

The little fat man said sorry anxiously, and then started groping around.

Yuxiu stopped the little fat man in the dark, he said: "There are not many matches left, let's save some and pile up the firewood first."

"it is good!"

So the two got busy.

When the light of the ignited fire dispelled the darkness in the cave, the time was pushed back about half an hour.

There was a whistling sound of wind coming from outside the cave, one after another gust of wind came in from the open entrance of the cave, and slapped on the cave wall, the sound was extremely loud, as if someone was crying and howling.

I have to say that this metaphor is very apt.

If it wasn't for the sound of the wind echoing in the cave, Yuxiu would really have thought that there was someone standing outside the cave crying at them in the cave.

Just thinking about this scene is terrifying...

Apparently not only Yuxiu thought of this, the little fat man seemed to be frightened by his own imagination, he moved to Yuxiu's side calmly, wrapped his hands around Yuxiu's arms, and after a while, his whole fleshy body posted it.

"Yuxiu, I'm a little scared..." the little fat man said weakly.

"Don't be afraid." Yuxiu put his arms around the little fat man's shoulders, and tried to bring the little fat man into his arms as much as possible. He comforted the little fat man's shoulders, "It's all just the wind."

The little fat man is too fat, obviously Yu Xiu is holding him, but Yu Xiu feels like a salted fish hanging on the little fat man.

His body is too thin, so he probably can't give the little fat man a sense of security.

But they were very cold, their hands and feet seemed to be frozen, and now they were warmed up by the fire. Just now they even thought that they would freeze to death here.

Under such circumstances, it is always better to report to the group for heating.

Thankfully, they were all heavily clothed, with three layers inside and outside, and the shelter of the cave and the warmth of the fire should be enough to get them through the night.

Yuxiu asked the little fat man to lean his head on his shoulder, and he lowered his body, trying to make the little fat man lean more comfortably.

"Go to sleep, I'll wake you up when it's dawn, and then we'll go down the mountain." Yuxiu said.

"Hmm..." The little fat man rubbed Yuxiu's shoulder dependently, and asked, "Yuxiu, aren't you going to sleep?"

Yuxiu added some firewood to the fire: "It's fine for you to sleep, if both of us sleep, no one will know what happened."

"But what if you don't sleep?" the little fat man said, "How about this, I sleep in the first half of the night, you sleep in the second half of the night, and we take turns keeping watch."

Yuxiu smiled: "Alright."

"Remember to call me later!"

"it is good."

The little fat man raised his chin and looked at Yuxiu's face which was flickered by the flames. Yuxiu's skin was very fair, and his eyebrows and eyes were soft. He lowered his eyelashes, quietly watching the jumping flames, not knowing what he was thinking.

The little fat man always thought that Yuxiu was good-looking, she was the prettiest person in their village, even the famous sister Xiaofang in the next village was not as good-looking as Yuxiu.

But at this moment, the little fat man realized that Yuxiu was more beautiful than good-looking.

Yuxiu's face was covered with a layer of golden flame, even the hairs were clearly visible, his skin was as white as jade, without any blemish.

To use an exaggerated word, Yuxiu is like a person who stepped out of a painting.

The little fat man watched intently until Yuxiu stretched out his hand to cover his eyes.

"Go to sleep." Yuxiu said softly.

The little fat man's cheeks were hot, and he felt an inexplicable sense of embarrassment. He quickly closed his eyes and began to feel sleepy.

After a while, the even snoring sound of the little fat man sounded in the cave, accompanied by the crackling sound of firewood and the whistling wind.

Yuxiu sighed amusedly.

It seemed that the little fat man was exhausted, and he could still fall asleep so quickly in such a noisy environment, but it was good if he could fall asleep, the long night was really difficult.

Yuxiu had been in a coma for so long before, but now he doesn't feel much sleepy. Although his limbs are numb and his whole body is cold, but fortunately, they are all within the tolerable range.

Time passed slowly, and the night gradually deepened.

In the middle of the night, there was a strong wind outside the cave, and snowflakes were blown in from time to time by the strong night wind—it was snowing outside.

The wind is getting louder and louder.

At first it was just like a person crying at them at the entrance of the cave, but now it looks like a group of people crying at them at the entrance of the cave.

The sound of the wind that sounded like howling woke up the little fat man.

The little fat man rubbed his eyes, sat up straight, and asked inarticulately, "Yuxiu, is it dawn?"

"Not yet." Yuxiu moved his numb shoulders, added more firewood to the fire, and said to the little fat man, "It should be dawn in three or four hours, do you want to sleep a little longer?"

"No." The little fat man shook his head, hugged his knees, and looked at Yuxiu, "You haven't slept yet, go to sleep, I'll watch the night."

"I am not sleepy."

The little fat man took a few more glances at Yuxiu, seeing that Yuxiu really didn't seem to be sleepy at all, so he simply said, "Then let's watch the night together."

It just so happened that he was vigilant alone, and his heart was filled with trepidation.

"Sure." Yuxiu said.

The little fat man was still a chatterbox, so when Yuxiu asked questions, he would answer them; if Yuxiu didn't ask questions, he would talk about other topics on his own.

It didn't take long for Yuxiu to know all about the situation in this world.

This world is actually a modern world, with mobile phones, computers and the Internet. However, the village they live in is deep in the mountains in the southwest region. After getting off the train, it takes more than an hour to take the bus to the town and then walk for two hours on the mountain road. to reach the village.

Although several households in the village are equipped with internet and computers, most of the remaining people in the village can be regarded as isolated from the outside world.

The little fat man's name is Fei Xiaohong, and he lives next door to Yuxiu's house. Like Yuxiu, he is a left-behind child. His grandfather died of illness after a fall the year before last. There is only a nagging grandma left in the family. Come back for a few days.

In comparison, Yuxiu, who is also a left-behind child, is much miserable.

The parents who were working outside had a car accident in the early years, and the compensation they received was pitifully small. It took more than half of the money for the fellow villagers to bury their bodies, and the rest of the money was given to the grandfather who was still alive at the time.

Grandpa took the money to repair the dilapidated house, and relied on the village's subsidies and a small vegetable plot to pull Yuxiu into his teens with difficulty.

Last year, my grandfather caught a cold while working in the field, developed a high fever, and passed away after only lying in bed for one night, leaving Yuxiu to continue to live alone.

As for Fu Zeyang and others, they all come from one of the few families in the village equipped with internet and computers.

As the saying goes, more than what is insufficient is more than what is inferior. Although Fu Zeyang and his fellows are inconspicuous in the town, they are one of the few wealthy families in this barren village.

Therefore, they looked down on Yuxiu who was cared by adults because of her poverty. They believed that Yuxiu took away what belonged to them by selling misery.

"So that's how it is..." Yuxiu showed a clear expression.

The malice of minors is often more direct than that of adults. Fu Zeyang and others can do such crazy things, obviously because they hate him.

"It doesn't matter, no matter how they make trouble, the village chief will not cancel the funding for your family." Fei Xiaohong comforted him, "Yuxiu, many people in our village are kind-hearted people and understand your family's difficulties. As long as the village chief If you can help, everyone will help you."

Yuxiu nodded and said gratefully: "Thank you very much."

Fei Xiaohong touched his nose embarrassingly.

Every quarter, the village head called on the villagers to raise donations for Yuxiu. Every time Yuxiu took the money, he was reluctant to mention it, and he was unwilling to talk about people like Fu Zeyang.

Fei Xiaohong had a big mouth, and he said it several times in front of Yuxiu, but he hit a wall one after another, so he didn't mention it much.

He and Yuxiu grew up together, and he knew that Yuxiu had strong self-esteem. Although he was accepting donations from the villagers and knew why he was being bullied by Fu Zeyang and others, he just wanted to escape.

It seems that as long as I don't think about those things, those things that hurt my self-esteem will not exist.

Even though Fei Xiaohong's Chinese performance is poor, he also knows that Yuxiu's behavior is called self-deception.

But Fei Xiaohong is very happy tonight, Yuxiu is finally willing to talk about these things with him!

He was finally able to bring out all the words he had saved to comfort the other party!

Only halfway through, he suddenly felt that the temperature in the cave seemed to have dropped a bit.

His voice stopped abruptly, and he turned his head stiffly to look at Yuxiu.

Yuxiu also noticed it, and frowned slightly.

"Yuxiu..." Fei Xiaohong said softly, "Do you feel that it's colder now than before?"

"right……"

But how can the temperature in the cave drop?

The firewood in front of them was still crackling, burning their hands and feet with the scalding fire.

But it was indeed a lot colder in the cave, and the coldness ran up their backs, so cold that they shivered at the same time.

Fei Xiaohong leaned closer to Yuxiu in fear.

People are contradictory, the more afraid they are, the easier it is to think wildly - such as Fei Xiaohong at this time.

His face was pale and his body was trembling with fear, but he still spoke nonsense uncontrollably: "Yuxiu, have you ever heard that there are ghosts on this mountain?"

Yuxiu shook her head: "No."

He just came to this world not long ago, where did he hear these things.

Fei Xiaohong swallowed his saliva, fixed his eyes on the burning firewood, and continued: "I also heard from my cousin, she said that last year an uncle went to the mountain to collect herbs like us, but in the end there was a big snowstorm, The uncle found a cave to hide. There was firewood in the cave. The uncle lit the firewood, thinking that he would be able to wait for the wind and snow to stop and go home after a night's sleep. Unexpectedly, when night came, the temperature in the cave suddenly became higher and higher. close……"

Yuxiu looked at Fei Xiaohong calmly: "And then?"

"Then that uncle could only keep adding firewood to keep the temperature in the cave, but when he was adding firewood one time, he touched a hand..."

Speaking of this, Fei Xiaohong rubbed his arms vigorously, his frightened eyes met the flames that were blown by the wind, "That uncle looked down, his hand was gone again, he is too tired and cold Hungry again, he thought he had touched something wrong and didn't take it seriously, and he was about to turn off the fire when it was almost dawn, so he saw the shadow of another person besides himself on the cave wall..."

"Oh?" Yuxiu said, "Whose shadow?"

Fei Xiaohong turned his head and looked around, and said in a low voice: "It seems to be a shadow of a person, sitting next to that uncle, motionless, and what's more terrifying is that the head of that shadow is facing that uncle The direction of the shadow, as if staring at that uncle's shadow intently."

"and then?"

"There is no more." Fei Xiaohong said, "The next day the wind and snow stopped, the uncle's family and the villagers went up the mountain to search, and finally found the uncle in a cave, and the uncle was embedded in the cave by someone. Inside the wall, a middle-aged man who was about 1.7 meters tall was squeezed into a thin piece, and his wife fainted from shock when she saw it."

Hearing this, Yuxiu stopped adding firewood: "So that uncle is dead?"

Fei Xiaohong nodded emphatically.

Yuxiu patted the dust off her hands, and asked in confusion, "If that uncle died, how did the details you just said get out?"

Fei Xiaohong: "..."

Oh yes!

He actually forgot such a crucial question!

Seeing that the fear on Fei Xiaohong's face disappeared, replaced by deep speechlessness, Yuxiu couldn't help but smile, patted Fei Xiaohong on the shoulder and said: "This story is well-written, but the logic is a bit unreasonable. "

Fei Xiaohong sneered: "Yes."

"But it's not entirely false." Yuxiu paused, then gave Fei Xiaohong a meaningful glance, "Maybe that uncle himself spread the word?"

Fei Xiaohong: "..."

Fei Xiaohong: "!!!"

What Fei Xiaohong said earlier didn't scare Yuxiu, but Yuxiu's words scared Fei Xiaohong so much that tears burst out instantly.

"Ahh! Don't say it!" Fei Xiaohong arched towards Yuxiu's body like a frightened fat groundhog, covered his ears with his hands, and cried, "I'm so scared, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ..."

Yuxiu patted his back amusedly: "You're afraid to tell me these things."

"Didn't I suddenly think of it..." Fei Xiaohong rested his chin on Yuxiu's shoulder with tears in his eyes, choked up a few times before saying, "And the cave is indeed colder than before."

Yuxiu comforted him: "Maybe the wind is too strong outside, and it's still snowing, you can see that the snow has been blown in by the wind."

As he spoke, he pushed Fei Xiaohong away from himself, and got up to get the bundles of firewood, "Anyway, the hole is not big, so I will block these bundles of firewood in the hole, hoping it will help."

"I'm coming too." Fei Xiaohong hurriedly stood up.

There are so many bundles of firewood, they only need to take out a dozen or so to use, but if they want to block all the firewood to the opening of the cave, it still takes some time and effort.

They hummed and moved back and forth several times before they blocked all the firewood to the entrance of the cave.

Fei Xiaohong breathed a sigh of relief, and sighed: "Those uncles and aunts are too powerful. I don't know where they picked up so much firewood."

"That's right." Yuxiu pushed the firewood out, but she didn't push it, it was very tightly blocked.

It is indeed a lot of work to collect so much firewood.

"Come, come, come and enjoy the fire." Fei Xiaohong rubbed his hands and walked towards the fire, "It's too cold over there, I'll be blown away just by standing there for a while."

"Here we come." After Yuxiu finished speaking, just as she was about to walk over, she suddenly felt something touch his hand that was resting on the firewood.

That feeling...

It was as if a hand had quickly stroked the back of his hand.

Yuxiu: "..."

He remembered the story Fei Xiaohong just told.

What is this about...