C1 (2/2)

All over the mountains and plains, in the Mantuan house yard, a clear and pretty white.

Only, there was an extra line of footprints.

When Erlu's mother saw the footprints in the snow, she was completely dumbfounded. Covering her left ear, she said, ”Those are the hard soles I made for you last year. He never had a wife in his life, and I even secretly made a wish.

”Aren't you just standing there? Mother means, 'I'm not dead'?”

”Mom, I don't know. It's just that after your uncle met with trouble, he sat in the same dream for several nights. In his dream, he stood in a bright place, as if he was looking for something. Always, always looking!”

That plum blossom shoe was the wish that her mother had made for her. As the old saying goes, after death, dream about giving it to the people closest to her, as well as the bright and bright land, wasn't that the last wine, the place mentioned by the old book? There was no sun, only snow. No one had ever entered that place before!

Erlu was a very manly girl. She had not seen her father since she was young, and after asking him a few times, her mother kept sighing. On the other hand, grandpa Qiushui had always treated her as her daughter. ”The three families were like a family, relying on each other, taking care of each other. A pot of stew, a table for dinner, and a kang chatters. All that was missing was a bed. Now, one person had left, and the sky had fallen by a third.

The entire village had dozens of families with scattered houses, because they were all hunters, all of them had large courtyards filled with cold deer, yellow fox, wild boar, and black skin. These three families were at the front and back of the house, and as soon as Erlu opened the back window, he could see what they were doing in their yard.

Luo Yuan also had something to do as he leaned on the window and shouted.

From then on, Erlu lay on the back window and stared at the statue for a whole day, thinking about how the old man had been good to him, good to his mother, thinking about how, finally, when he had been drinking, Erlu's hair had turned a little white, but, man, gone, there was a corpse, crying and sending off, man, living, breathing, even scolding himself for calling her a silly girl, what was this?

One night, her mother was talking in her sleep in the East Room. Why, why don't you look there? You're a dead man after all, and that sort of thing. You woke up the dewy dewdrop, so you put on your jacket and got off the kang.

On that day, the moon was a shaggy crescent. Faint gray dust sprinkled down from the sky. It was a gloomy silver color.

She suddenly realized that something was wrong. She remembered clearly that the statue's shadow had been struck with her left hand. Why did she suddenly open her arms?

He didn't sleep for the entire night!

The next day, the big rooster on the east side of the village had only half a squawk when the dew had pushed open the door of the circle.

”I swear to my beady eyes, the old man's left hand was spread out in the middle of the night!” Erlu bent his body and paced back and forth around the hand. Daybreak had arrived, and the old man's left hand was still clenched into a fist.

”Lu Zi, why is there something in that hand!?”

”Where?” Why can't I see anything! ”

”Change the angle and come over to my side to take a look!”

The old shadow's left hand, spread out in the direction of the moonlight, shot out a bright white light straight at the deep old forest behind them. The old trees, which had once covered everything, were now covered by a white house, which hung like a mirage above the forest of the Great Hingan Ridge. Countless shadows busied themselves within it, as if people from another world had suddenly broken into this ordinary world.

It stayed still for just a moment, and there was nothing to be seen anymore.

Within half a minute, she was like a piece of charcoal, struggling silently under the pale moonlight with a ferocious expression. Everything happened too suddenly, and the dew almost suffocated as it rushed into her sight, and the circle used its last bit of willpower to grab onto a line of symbols on her arm. The pain in her arm caused her to continue to suffocate under the mysterious shock.