Grandpa left, and he left many indelible memories for Zhong Kui. He looked back through the mist as night fell, looking back at his grandfather's lonely house. Maybe in a few days, that house will be gone.

It becomes a home for rats and cockroaches, or it may be repaired by someone and become someone else's sheepfold.

Along the way, Zhong Kui felt a bunch of strange eyes scanning from a hidden position. He was like a focal point under the night, being pricked by needle-like eyes.

Zhong Kui knew that there were some people with malicious intentions hidden under those yellow mud walls in the dark. These people were very repulsive to him and regarded him as an alien. Once upon a time, he also curiously asked his father many times.

, why do these people look at him like this? Dad said it's because of him. Working is a way of chopping holes for dead people, so others will look at them in a different light.

When Zhong Kui heard his father's explanation, he comforted him: What other people think is their business. We cannot live in the shadow of other people's eyes and go our own way. We must not care what others think or see.

, that’s good.

Thinking of his father, Zhong Kui quickened his pace. From now on, he must no longer be naughty and must honor his father well.

It was a child's nature after all. He was crying bitterly just now. Now he thought that his father might be waiting for him at home to eat, and maybe he had bought delicious steamed buns at the market for him to eat. His gloomy mood suddenly brightened, and he was bouncing all the way.

He ran home and was unexpectedly bumped into by several older children walking towards him.

I don't know if these children did it intentionally or not, but the first person who knocked Zhong Kui down was the half-grown boy in front of him, wearing a gray-white cardigan and having thick eyebrows and big eyes.

Just because Zhong Kui has been called a freak by others since he was a child, he cannot integrate with these children. Therefore, he is not very familiar with these children and does not know them.

At this time, the leading boy in front of him was like a wall, blocking Zhong Kui's path. He had a cynical expression on his face, and after winking for a while, he was looking at Zhong Kui with a playful look.

The older child looked at Zhong Kui as if he were a monkey watching a circus show. When he bumped into Zhong Kui, not only did he not apologize, he slowly and carefully raised his hands. He curled his lips and said in a provocative tone: "

Freak little evil star, you killed your grandfather, who are you trying to kill now?"

By the way, Zhong Kui was not a coward. He did not back down, and just stared angrily at the opponent who was very close to him. To this provocateur, he asked sharply without fear: "What do you want to do?"

The eldest child, who was a head taller than Zhong Kui, looked at the little one that was directly touching his chest with contemptuous eyes and a disdainful expression. He laughed loudly and said: "Haha! You will know what we want to do later." As he spoke,

He raised his hand and grabbed Zhong Kui's hair, pulling it up hard.

Zhong Kui frowned in pain, raised his foot and stepped hard on the eldest child's toes.

"Wow!" the older child yelled, immediately picked up the painful foot and danced a one-legged dance.

When the other children saw this, they all rushed forward, some grabbed Zhong Kui's undershirt, some pulled his ears... The scene was a chaos, with yelling and fighting.

The children pushed Zhong Kui to the ground, stamped and kicked him, and then dispersed noisily.

Not far away, Zhong Kui was fine, with a calm demeanor, quietly watching the children playing, and quietly watching them disperse. Finally, he looked at the tall man half a year old who had not stood up for a long time on the ground.

The child said to the air around him: "Is he injured? How about you go and help him?"

The tall, half-year-old kid was quite depressed. He was obviously the one who pushed Zhong Kui down, but why did these little bastards fall on him? "Hiss! It hurts." He grinned and whispered. Then he slowly tried to crawl. He got up, and at this moment, his eyes froze.

Just now, he clearly remembered that Zhong Kui was within the range of their siege, but now he was standing a few feet away from him, glaring at him angrily... and there was really a green light in his eyes...

"Ghost...ah!" The frightened voice, with a long vibrato, echoed for a long time in the mountain village where the night was getting darker.

After saying goodbye to his two friends, Zhong Kui hurried home. As he walked, he scratched his head and felt that the two friends just now seemed to have some hints or wanted to tell him something. But after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that they didn't. This meaning.

Zhong Kui paused, frowned and thought for a moment, a little annoyed. He said in his heart: Forget it, I have to go home quickly to see if dad is back.

The house was empty and messy, with no one around at all. Looking at all this, Zhong Kui suddenly felt panicked.

"Dad...? Don't scare me." Zhong Kui's childish voice sounded sad and lonely in the room. Why? Did something really happen to dad? He looked at the empty room and his eyes fell on the mutilated old ancestor. on the portrait.

In front of the portrait, a figure seems to be kneeling and worshiping his father.

"Dad..." Zhong Kui took a step forward and shouted. The figure he saw in front of him disappeared without a trace in an instant, leaving only the portrait swaying in the wind.

A cold wind blew behind him. Zhong Kui had never been afraid, except of course the nightmare he had at his grandfather's house. At this time, he was afraid, especially when he turned to look at the dark door. He felt frightened in his heart, as if he felt that the door was outside. It seemed like something bad was peering at him.

Dad, where have you been? Why don't you go home? Zhong Kui mustered up the courage to close the door of the main room. Silently thinking to himself, he raised the flickering kerosene lamp and entered his bedroom.

There are many cracks on the wall. Colorful rags are stuffed into the cracks. Zhong Kui heard from his father that it is very cold in the house in winter, so these cracks must be plugged. The cold wind and The coldness would not get through the mouth. His fingers touched the dusty rags, and the corners of his eyes became wet.

Zhong Kui didn't sleep well that night. He always heard noises coming from the main room just as he closed his eyes. There were sighs, the crisp sound of the pipe hitting the large square table, and the "dong dong" sound that only Dad made when walking. footsteps.

Blinking at night, ghostly eyes peeked at the lonely child in the room. He was so tired that he finally fell into a deep sleep. In the darkness, a pair of big hands that came and went, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of the child's eyes. tears.

Morning came quickly, and the birds were jumping on the branches and chirping happily. The chirping of the birds penetrated through the wooden lattice window and reached the ears of Zhong Kui, who was sleeping soundly.

The first thing Zhong Kui did when he woke up was to check his father's room to see if anyone was there. When his heart beat suddenly and he pushed open the door to his father's room, he felt an unprecedented sense of loss. It was slowly eating away at his weak will, deep in his heart. Countless times, he had an expectation that his father would suddenly appear at the door, even if it meant scolding him or giving him a slap like last time.

The weather in the sky changes erratically. It was bright at first, but suddenly became gloomy and low. This abnormal climate was like an invisible pressure, adding a heavy feeling to Zhong Kui's heart.

Walking out of the room, he looked up at the gloomy clouds, and there was a little bit of cold drop on his face. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the drizzle falling from the sky. The drizzle was like a thread, mixed into the boundless darkness, and Zhong Kui's eyes were filled with tears.
Chapter completed!