Daomu Biji

The atmosphere became very weird. When I looked at Huo Xiuxiu, I felt like a little fox in front of me.

Indeed, as soon as she said, I knew immediately what kind of situation she said, and she understood that she was not bluffing. Even, I believe she may indeed have mastered something I do n’t know. However, under her eyes, I had an illusion, and felt that this time the theme was not these.

Huo Ling and several other people crawled on the ground, which should be the same as the tape I saw. It seems that Mrs. Huo also had a video from Golmud in his hand. What happened? ?

After a stalemate, I suddenly felt a little embarrassed. The three of us, the big man, the old mansion, Erguotou, and a little girl came to exchange messages with us. The three of us seemed inseparable. At this point, either refuse to pretend to be cool, or else agree quickly, really shameful thinking.

Then sighed, and nodded: "OK, I believe you, but, in fact, most of the things I told your grandma, and the rest are details. Maybe you will be disappointed.

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Huo Xiuxiu said, "I'm not afraid, in fact, it's blunt. It's good if we have information to exchange on this matter, right?"

I nodded, and she said, "When I came, I had already thought about the things you just said. The whole thing was very complicated. We could have checked it from the beginning, but the information between you and me was cross, So maybe we can start with something. ”She looked at the dull oil bottle:“ It ’s better to start with him first. I tell you about him. You tell me about the ancient tomb on the snowy mountain you said. . "

I exchanged glances with the fat man. The fat man coughed and said, "I agree, so, do you say that first?"

She looked at me, "Are you guys, you always want to take advantage of me."

The fat man wanted to pull the skin, so I stopped him. It doesn't matter if I talked about it. So, from beginning to end, one by one, five to ten, told Yunding Tiangong things to her again.

I said it very carefully, because I had already said it roughly on the old lady's side before, and then it is a waste of time. I kept talking for about half an hour before I finished. During this period, she didn't intervene at all, and she was so fascinating that it might be because there was a beautiful audience. What I said was so fascinating that fat people gave me thumbs-ups and said that I have the talent to talk about stories.

After a long talk, she was still indifferent, as if thinking about something. The fat man cried twice before she came to a halt and exhaled, looking at the dull oil bottle: "This brother is so powerful, no wonder my grandma has to kneel, I originally I thought I lost my knees today, and I feel right now. "

"Why, what's the inspiration?" The fat man asked her. She shook her head: "I'm a bit confused. I think of something that I won't be able to connect in a while. I may have a conclusion later."

The fat man laughed when he looked at me: "This is like you, the female version is innocent."

"It's your turn." I reminded her.

She settled down and took a breath. "Okay, I think about what to say." She thought for a while: "That must start with a nightmare."

"Nightmare?" The fat man tilted his mouth.

She said: "Actually, it should be my grandmother's dream." Then, she began to tell her story.

I started to be proud of her concentration, but after she started telling her story, I almost reacted the same way. I was very surprised, because the things she experienced there were also very complicated, and they were not under me. Moreover, her thinking with her unique female entry point, I feel even closer to reality than me.

Indeed, everything originates from a dream, but the origin and the content of the dream are not much related, because now she does n’t know what dream it is, she is only interested because her grandma is doing this In nightmares, I always say a dream.

About six to seven years ago, Huo Xiuxiu was still a little girl. In her own words, no one looked back in a miniskirt. She was Mrs. Huo's favorite child. Every summer, she would start from Changsha. The stove came to Beijing to escape the heat. At that time, Mrs. Huo would take her to buy a lot of things, go to Houhai and the Summer Palace, or leave the city to eat snacks in the ancient city of Wanping.

However, no matter how intimate the play is, Mrs. Huo has the habit of sleeping only at night. No matter where he stays, the little girl can't sleep with grandma.

At that time, the old lady was also living in a courtyard house. The bedroom was very large. Twenty people were missing. After the little girl gradually became sensible, her curiosity was very heavy and I felt very strange. But dare not ask. At night she slept in the same room as the nanny.

One night, she woke up in the middle of the night and found that the aunt nanny was not around. In the ancient house, it was dark outside, the room was very large, the moon was hazy, all the shadows were creepy, and the child was the most imaginative. At that time, his face immediately scared pale.

She called a few times, but the nanny did not agree, and she immediately started shaking. When she thought of grandma, she ran out of bed and immediately ran into grandma's room, trying to hide in grandma's arms.

However, when she opened the curtain of the old-style bed, she found that there was no one in the bed. She was stunned for a while, and suddenly white hair sweated. Through the afterglow of her eyes, she saw something hanging on the shelf above the bed.

Looked up, she saw the most horrible scene in her life, her grandmother hung on the bed frame above the bed in a weird posture, her eyes turned white, her hair spread, and she was asleep.

She scared her trousers, sitting on the ground and barely died. She didn't know how much time she had. She suddenly heard her grandmother talk.

She thought she was calling her at first, and when she listened carefully, she realized that it was not, it was her grandmother's dream.

His grandma said: "There is no time."