Yang Shufu lay on the bed, listening to the sparse sound of spring rain outside the house, and a calm rose in his heart that he had not seen for many days.
The Yellow River sent water, and he dragged his family around a few laps, and now that the water has receded, he finally returned to Yuquan Town.
It's just that he was unlucky, and all the houses in the town were in good condition, except for his house, which was washed away by the flood and turned into a pile of ruins.
Fortunately, with the help of relatives, friends and neighbors, within a month, they worked together to help him build a new house, although this house is relatively remote, located at the foot of Qiu Xingshan outside the town, but it is a shelter from the wind and rain.
Yang Shufu's family had just escaped from the natural disaster and were very satisfied with the result.
After many days of fatigue, Yang Shufu felt very tired, his eyelids gradually couldn't stand up, and he was about to glue together, but at this moment, the door was pushed open with a "squeak", and Aunt Yang's figure appeared in the crack of the door, she took a basin of hot foot washing water, closed the door with her body while looking out, and then put the enamel basin in her hand in front of the bed.
"What are you looking at?"
Yang Shufu yawned, got up from the bed, and put a pair of calloused feet into the basin.
The hot water opened all the pores on his body, and he rubbed his hands together comfortably, motioning for his wife to sit down beside him.
"I've been living here for a few days, why, I'm not used to it here?"
Aunt Yang glanced at him reproachfully, and said softly, "I was boiling water in front of the stove just now, and I heard that voice again, sharp and thin, like a child laughing."
As she spoke, she glanced at her son, who was lying in the innermost part of the bed, and continued, "Xiaoyi told me today that when he went up to the thatched house, he always felt that something was looking at him on the beam, and he was so frightened that he ran out without even lifting his pants. ” Yang Shufu's face sank, and he glared at his wife, "It's because you are suspicious all day long, which makes your son bold, I don't know how many times I have run Qiu Xingshan since I was a child, and the whole family is relying on the mountain to eat the mountain."
If there is no mountain, the people of Yuquan Town don't know how much they will starve to death, you don't know anything from other villages, and you feel scared when you see that there are few people here, what are you afraid of?
” Xiaoyi rolled over on the bed, muttering that she didn't know what to say, Aunt Yang glared at her husband and helped the child cover the quilt that she kicked open, "Be quiet, don't wake up the child," she lowered her voice, "Although I am not from your town, I have heard others say that this Qiu Xingshan used to be a big cemetery." ” "Where did you hear this nonsense, I'm a hunter, I've touched every road and every leaf on this mountain, where is there a cemetery on it, stop thinking about it, go to bed early."
"Well, let me ask you, it's been a few days since we moved here, have you ever heard a bird call, don't talk about it during the day, there are many people coming and going, but even at night, there is no bird call in this mountain forest, aren't you a hunter, don't you think it's strange?"
Yang Shufu was stunned, no wonder he faintly felt that something was wrong in the past few days, but he didn't dig seriously, and now after being reminded by his wife, he just wanted to understand, it turned out that this place was too quiet, quiet like a huge tomb, not to mention birds, at night even the sound of insects could not be heard, this is really abnormal, in the past season, Qiu Xing Mountain is the time for birds and beasts to breed, every time you go up the mountain, you can have a lot of harvest, but now, these animals seem to have disappeared overnight, Could it be that the flood also affected their habitat, so they moved to other places en masse?
But a flood will make the animals in the mountains go so thoroughly, not even a single is left?
"Tuk Tuk Tuk ......"
A knock on the door sounded coldly, startling Yang Shufu, who was immersed in reverie, he glanced at his wife and found that she was pale and staring at the door.
"Yes......
Who could it be?
In the middle of the night.
Aunt Yang muttered, she knew that the person who came would definitely not be an acquaintance, because the people of Yuquan Town were simple, and every household basically knew each other, so when she arrived at someone else's house, she would definitely report her door first, and would not knock on the door outside without saying a word like this.
"Who?"
Yang Shufu yelled outside.
But no one answered him outside the door, but the knock on the door rang again, "Tuk Tuk Tuk......
Tuk Tuk ......" was not loud, but it was like a hammer smashing into the hearts of the two people in the room.
"I want to see who is pretending to be a ghost here."
Yang Shufu put on his shoes without even wiping his feet, picked up the bow and crossbow hanging on the wall, and kicked the door wide open.
Outside, there was nothing but the hazy rain, Aunt Yang slowly paced behind him, leaned her neck and looked carefully out of the door, her hand tightly grasped Yang Shufu's clothes, and her eyes were full of horror.
Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps in the rain and mist, and then a vague black shadow rushed past the door like a gust of wind, leaving a string of sharp laughter in the empty courtyard.
"What is this?"
Aunt Yang cried, she hugged her husband's arm tightly, "Lock the door, lock the door." ” Yang Shufu shook off his wife's arm fiercely, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead to the ground, "No matter what, Lao Tzu must catch it today."
With that, he rushed into the rain and chased in the direction where the shadow had disappeared.
"Don't go, don't go."
Aunt Yang ran out of the door crying, but the cry of the child behind her stopped her steps.
"Mother, mother, Xiaoyi is afraid, Xiaoyi dreamed of a monster just now, and it wants to eat Xiaoyi's head."
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, my mother is here."
Aunt Yang wiped away her tears, and glanced worriedly at the dark and rainy night, and finally, she tied the door to the door and turned back to the bedside, holding her son's small body tightly in her arms.
Yang Shufu ran all the way towards Qiu Xingshan, it was raining in the sky, the moon and stars had long since disappeared, and the surroundings were so dark that he couldn't see his fingers.
Qiu Xingshan's outline became clearer and clearer, and under the cover of night, it was like a giant with an axe, watching Yang Shufu approach him little by little.
Suddenly burst into laughter from the grass in front of the "giggle...... which was amplified by the silence of the night, and sounded particularly eerie.
Yang Shufu stopped suddenly, raised the bow and arrow that had accompanied him for many years and shot countless birds and beasts, and aimed at the grass in front of him that swayed left and right with the wind.