Urban Tales of Demons and Spirits

When the woman saw Grandma Li, she opened her eyes and called "Mom" in a weak voice. Bayi Chinese Network W≈W≈W≥. ≤81ＺW. COM seems to have all the strength to speak this word.

Grandma Li leaned over and distressed her to stop talking. Take out a clean handkerchief, wipe her face, and wipe her hands again. She can't help saying, "It's okay, don't be afraid."

I was sitting with Grandma Li in the hospital until the afternoon. Later, because of my unbelievable stomach, Grandma Li quickly asked me to go back. When I bid farewell, she wanted to buy me something to go downstairs to buy something. I was quickly rejected. Now, tell her to stay with her daughter in the hospital.

I went back to my dormitory with some sadness, and went back to open the door to see that there was no one in the dormitory. After asking, I found out that it was the boys in the class who went to sing kTV. I missed it because I was not there. I turned on the computer and played it twice, but soon I was bored, and I thought of Grandma Li again.

Before leaving, I wanted to return Yuhua Stone to Grandma Li, but I didn't expect her old man to wave her hand and said it was for me.

"It's not something valuable, but you hold it, it looks pretty good."

I fell on the bed and repeatedly looked at the small stone in my hand. I'm afraid Grandma Li himself also thought that it was impossible to find the adult Shanshen who met that year. The woman who strongly requested Mr. Wen that day was just trying to seize the last life-saving straw without her daughter.

I remembered what Mr. Wen had said that day.

"People are old, sick, and dead, but God is destined to turn things around, and humans are too arrogant."

After seeing her daughter with Grandma Li today, I have a deeper understanding of this sentence.

If you can't find it ... it's not something you can do, just say sorry to Grandma Li. I thought so, and stumbled into dreamland.

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The field of vision was a lush green, and a small stream was flowing through it. I heard a girl weeping somewhere.

"It hurts, it really hurts!"

A girl in a small flower skirt crouched on the ground, her knees seemed to burst, and she was crying with her head down. Standing beside the little girl was a teenager in white clothes, staring at her with no help.

"So, that, don't cry ..."

But the little girl just cried louder.

"Really, really hurt?"

"It hurts!" The little girl retorted, staring at her eyes.

"So, what do you do ..." The young boy's expression was about to cry, he thought for a long time, took out a good piece of rain stone in his pocket, and gave it to the little girl.

"This is for you, don't cry."

The little girl stopped crying as soon as she saw the stone, and wiped her tears, taking the stone.

"So pretty."

"Pretty?"

"Where did you get it?"

"It's over there." The teenager pointed to the side of the stream. "There are many such beautiful stones over there."

"really?"

"Ok!"

"I also want to find good-looking stones. But my legs hurt so much." The little girl suddenly lost her temper again. "Blamed you!"

The boy was very wronged. "How can I blame me ... you fell on your own."

"You didn't help me!"

The boy didn't refute again, just scratched his head helplessly.

"You wait for me." After that, the boy got into the trees.

"Hey, why are you there! Don't leave me alone!"

After a while, the boy returned again, holding a thin grass in his hand. He went to the girl, chewed the grass in his mouth twice, spit it out, and put it on the wound on the girl's knee.

"What are you doing?" The little girl asked curiously.

"This is an herb for healing wounds. If you wait for a while, it won't hurt."

The teenager helped the little girl to stand up, and sure enough the wound on her knee was not so painful.

"How can you even understand these?" The little girl's expression took on admiration.

The young man was a little proud, "Don't I tell you everything before, I'm the mountain **** on this mountain. As long as it's a big mountain thing, I don't understand it!"

"You are so good!"

"Also, not so much ..."

"Let's go! Let's go find the stones!"

The time passed minute by minute, and before it was realized, the sky darkened, and the sun had quietly fallen into the mountain.

"Oops! It's too late, I have to get home before my mother is here!" The little girl hurriedly stood up.

"Then I'll send you back!" The boy also stood up immediately.

"No, it's too late!" Then the girl ran down the mountain. After two steps, he suddenly stopped and looked back at the boy.

"Well ... if I come back tomorrow, will I see you again?"

"Of course! I'm waiting for you under this big jujube tree!" Said the boy with certainty, and patted the big tree behind him.

"Hmm!" The girl smiled brightly.

However, neither of them knew. The tomorrow that I promised to meet again never came.

In the morning, I woke up from a dream and stared at the pale ceiling for a long time. After blinking, I realized that it seemed that my eyes were wet inexplicably in my sleep.

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"I know!"

Shi Yitong and Su Xiaoyi were startled by panting, and Shi Yitong even complained.

"Brother! I didn't say, why do you have to come in every time when I'm alone with the goddess? What is your peace of mind?"

Su Xiaoying didn't mind at all, but asked me with concern, "Is there anything?"

"I see. Yesterday we found the wrong place!" I pressed my hands on my knees and finally managed to breathe out.

"Yesterday?" Su Xiaoying responded quickly. "You mean when you were in Xiaoyao Mountain?"

I nodded and said affirmatively, "Yesterday we only looked for the mountain front, because as a scenic area, only the mountain front will be open. But the place where Grandma Li met with the mountain **** is not the front of the mountain but the back of the mountain. Stream and a jujube tree. "

Su Xiaoying asked strangely, "So ... how did you know?"

"Just leave it alone, I know anyway! Absolutely!"

Su Xiaoyi hesitated, but gave me a firm look, "Okay, since you say so, let's go and see!"

"Wait? Why go there!" Shi Yitong groaned and groaned.

"Don't bullshit, keep up!"

We avoided the tourist passage in the scenic area, and we specially selected the trees that nobody walked, and cut open the branches to create a road. I managed to get around the back of the mountain, and I heard the sound of gurgling streams near my ears.