"Did you see it?"
The old monster was wandering around and asked me in a low voice. otbnkotgt "Yeah, but no."
I said vaguely, "This remains is that of Old Man Long."
The reason why a human remains can be seen is because of the fragment of mirror in the hand and the appearance of the skeleton.
First of all, I found a mirror in Old Man Long's house.
I didn't pay much attention to it at the time.
It was normal to have a mirror at home.
The mirror was broken into pieces.
I didn’t pay much attention, after all, it’s normal for fragile items like mirrors to have missing corners.
But although I can't remember the shape of the broken corner, it seems to be similar to the broken marks on the mirror in front of me.
The second thing is the body of the remains.
I didn't see it at first glance.
After the old monster reminded me to look more carefully, I discovered the problem.
There were obvious signs of breakage on the arms and legs of the remains.
These should have been broken by monsters, but the bones in the joints of the legs were misaligned and grew deformed, which showed that they were old injuries.
In the past, I often heard Luo Qiong tell stories about hunters in the mountains.
He told me that hunters in the mountains sometimes plunge into the mountains for several days.
It is normal for something like an accident to happen.
There are no doctors in the mountains.
Broken legs and the like have to be dealt with by oneself.
Therefore, many old hunters do not correct the position of their fractures.
After hasty treatment, they will leave deformed bone shapes.
If it is serious, it can be seen when walking.
If it is not serious, it will be obvious.
Normally it's fine, but it hurts when the weather changes.
Luo Qiong said that his father had several old injuries on his body, which could be seen after taking off his clothes.
This is the remains of an old hunter, carrying fragments of a mirror suspected to be from Old Man Long's home.
At first, I wondered if it might be Old Man Long’s son or a relative of the family, but then I thought about it, but that wasn’t right.
Old Man Long said personally that his son and daughter-in-law were killed by black-skinned weirdos, and that most of the people in the village were taken in by black-skinned Wu Clan weirdos.
How could it be such a coincidence that he ran away from home with a fragment of a mirror on his body and escaped being surrounded by the witch clan, only to be killed by a monster and dragged back to the cave.
The probability of these events happening is incredibly low.
Then if this person is not a relative of Old Man Long, why would he be carrying fragments of Old Man Long’s mirror?
Under normal circumstances, shouldn’t the broken mirror fragments be thrown away?
The more I thought about it, the more incredible it became, and finally I had to think of the most surprising thing.
If this person was Old Man Long, he would have died in the mountains long ago, killed by this monster.
Perhaps when he was attacked by a monster, he tried to use the reflection in the mirror to seek help, but was ultimately unsuccessful.
Of course, the possibility of thinking so is very low.
But if this idea is true, then it is incredible to think about who the old man Long we saw later was.
He and his granddaughter, whose body has been occupied by the witch clan for so long, have been living together for more than 20 years, and they are actually safe and sound.
"If Old Man Long really died here, then who is the Old Man Long we saw?"
I was muttering in confusion when a figure staggered from behind.
I subconsciously turned around and saw a shaky figure slowly walking towards the entrance of the cave.
On the other side, in the haze of the forest, Luo Qiong walked up to Old Man Long with a water bag and whispered: "Old man, drink some water."
Old Man Long waved his hand, sat on the ground and stared outside, his face ashen.
Luo Qiong sighed, sealed the water bag and said, "Old man, we will go out to meet my elder brother when the sun rises."
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"Oh" Old Man Long nodded and responded.
Luo Qiong pretended to smile and said: "Don't think too much, life is unpredictable.
We will take you away from here in the future.
The outside world is now very prosperous.
There are high-rise buildings, busy traffic, TV and telephones, thousands of miles apart.
I can hear people’s voices.”
"There is no home for me in the high-rise buildings.
How can I hear other people's voices thousands of miles away?
I don't even have anyone to talk to."
Old Man Long's words deeply hurt Luo Qiong's heart.
In fact, Luo Qiong was in this lonely state before leaving Daheishan.
After all, there were indeed not good things in their village.
Putting aside mother, Luo Qiong thought his father was quite tall, but in fact he was just that.
It's common to drink and beat him out of anger, but it's not easy to deal with at home.
He led him to the mountains all day long as if he was seeking death.
Fortunately, there is a literacy class in the village, otherwise Luo Qiong would not be able to read a single Chinese character.
After his father died, people in the village avoided him, saying that he grew up eating the food of hundreds of families.
This Baijia Fan is the same thing as the Baijia Fan in my impression.
People eat Baijia Fan in a serious way, eating dumplings and eating Huo Shao.
The food of Baijia in Luoqiong was no more than what a dog could eat, even though the village was originally in a slump and everyone was having a hard time.
But it's hard for people to think about what happened to a child earlier.
After Luo Qiong drank too much, he told us that one time, he was so hungry that he went to the village chief's house to beg for some food.
They gave him a mouthful of cake in a dark bowl, which smelled a little rancid.
He also thanked the people profusely, but when he passed by the next day, he saw that the bowl was actually the bowl where the village chief's dog ate.
After that, he never went to the village chief's house to ask for food.
Only mountain people understand the loneliness and hardship of people in the mountains.
They don't understand why people in the city have enough to eat and clothing and keep melancholy saying that they are not doing well all day long.
I remember when Luo Qiong first came to Shanghai, he often said something like this to the fat man: "Brother Cui, in our hometown, the matchmaker can introduce you to someone who can even level the threshold of your family.
What are you talking about about love?"
My love, if that doesn’t work, come with me to Daheishan, and I’ll make sure your wife and children stay warm.”
In the cave, he looked at the lonely old man Long.
It was like watching those fathers in the mountains gradually leave him while drinking wine day and night.
He couldn't help but said: "Old man, it's okay.
I'll take care of you after I get out, don't worry.
I'll see you off."
When you are young, you will always say one or two words that are thoughtless.
Mature people laugh at young people who are stupid, but isn't the world built by these stupid people when they were childish?
How can people talk about creativity without impulse?
When Old Man Long heard what he said, he turned around and smiled miserably and said, "It's getting late.
You go to bed and I'll add some firewood.
I can't sleep.
My little granddaughter who used to guard me at home often stayed up at night.
She's used to it.
You're tired after carrying me for so long.
Please rest."
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Luo Qiong nodded and sat in the corner with his eyes blurred.
He didn't sleep very deeply.
After all, I was still worried about whether something would happen to the old man.
But after a while, there was no movement outside, and the dream became deeper and deeper.
Suddenly, my shoulder hurt.
The pain in the dream will come very slowly, not so intense at first, but as time goes by, the feeling of pain will become clearer and clearer.
Luo Qiong woke up from his dream, opened his eyes, and saw Old Man Long with a ferocious look on his face holding a sharp stone to pierce his chest.
"Old man, what are you doing?"
He roared when he heard the shouting.
"Kill you."
Old Man Long muttered something vaguely.
The sharp stone pierced deeper and deeper, and blood spurted out through the clothes on his chest.
Luo Qiong kicked Old Man Long away, and he let go of his hand on the ground.
Rolled several times in a row.
Luo Qiong stood up while holding on to the wall, and pulled out the stone stuck in his chest.
The pain was heartbreaking, and the piercing was very deep.
The stone was sharpened like a knife.
Luo Qiong did not transform into a demon when he slept, so his skin was rougher than that of a normal person, and he would still bleed from the punctured area.
"Are you crazy?
Why did you kill me?"
Luo Qiong asked inexplicably.
"Haha, I've been hiding my identity all this time just to kill you."
As he spoke, the skin on his body slowly turned darker, and then gradually became similar to those of the dark-skinned Wu Clan.
"Are you a witch?"
Luo Qiong asked in surprise.
"Did you just find out?
If I were not a witch clan, wouldn't I have been killed by the granddaughter in the back room long ago?
I was originally searching for things in that old man's house, but I didn't expect that you guys would happen to find me, so I used the trick and cooperated with my companions inside and outside to put on this wonderful show.
"Drama."
He stood up straight as he spoke.
He had completely lost his old look.
He looked muscular and full of strength.
"What on earth is going on?"
Luo Qiong asked, still a little confused about the situation.
"You can ask the judge yourself after you go to the underworld.
Go to hell!"
The weirdo opposite yelled and rushed towards Luo Qiong
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