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Chapter 4 Man or Ghost

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    Just like that, Uncle Liu hummed a little tune, and Mo Xiaoxiao followed, the whole journey was peaceful and peaceful, the moonlight shone on Mo Xiaoxiao's side face, but she couldn't see her sorrows and joys clearly, she was really a person who didn't care about anything.  The person buried in the heart.

    All the way was calm until the door of his house. The dim lights in the house did not make her feel warm, but rather uneasy.

    Uncle Liu lit the lamp, made some food casually, and handed it to Mo Xiaoxiao. Mo Xiaoxiao was still a little touched. Almost no one has treated her like this when she grows up.

    Uncle Liu's family is not rich, with a simple table and two stools.  An old bed, and a dusty stove.  It is not too much to describe it as a house with bare walls.  But it was these that made Mo Xiaoxiao extremely satisfied.

    A person who lacks love is very satisfied as soon as she receives a little care from others, because she has seen too little love.

    After dinner, Uncle Liu let Mo Xiaoxiao sleep on the bed, while he was on the ground preparing for the night.

    Mo Xiaoxiao was really tired, and she experienced too many things this day, all the scenes flashed in her mind, and she fell asleep after a while.

    In the dream, she was washing her feet by the small river, and her bare legs were soaked in the stream water. Through a trace of coolness, a snake suddenly wrapped around her calf. It is strange that this snake actually had body temperature.  .

    Mo Xiaoxiao woke up suddenly, opened her eyes suddenly, and looked at the darkness in front of her.  Moonlight cast through the window.  She clearly saw that Uncle Liu was lifting up her trouser legs, searching for something around his ankle.

    "what are you doing!"

    Seeing the wretched expression of the old man in front of him, Mo Xiaoxiao felt countless panics and fears in his heart.

    Obviously the man was startled by her sudden scolding voice.

    "What are you doing, get out"

    The man was stunned for a while, and then he reacted, taking advantage of the night to shamelessly cling to him.

    "Xiaoxiao, anyway, you don't have a father or a mother, and you don't have a home to return to. You were also bullied at your uncle's house. You might as well follow me. I promise to treat you well."

    "Get out, I'll tell you to get out, you're not human, you're going to die, old bastard"

    Mo Xiaoxiao's voice pierced the silence of the night, cut through the sky and pierced into the soil, no one knew

    Suddenly Mo Xiaoxiao bit his ear, and the man let go of her hand with a scream. Mo Xiaoxiao's breath was full of blood and her hair was disheveled. She took advantage of the chaos and opened the door and escaped

    Mo Xiaoxiao had mixed emotions in her heart, fear, fear, sadness She seemed to be numb, she no longer cried, ran and ran, I don't know how far she ran, until the wind in her ears gradually stopped, she followed a  The tree sat down, holding her knees, not knowing what she was thinking, the blood around her mouth had dried up, and a bloody smell made her head ache

    At some point, a black snake sprang out, spitting a message at her feet and provoking her.  When Mo Xiaoxiao saw it, her eyes turned red, she was really afraid of snakes

    A surge of anger filled his mind, Mo Xiaoxiao picked up the big rock at his feet, and threw it at the snake's head. He kept hitting the snake, and the stone kept rising and falling.  Bully me, get out, get out, I want you to die, I'll kill you, I'll kill you, even a beast comes to bully me, why do you bully me? Did I do anything wrong, go to hell  "

    I don't know how long it took until the snake's body stopped moving, its tail stopped moving, and its head turned into a puddle of fleshy mud. The cold blood on the stone had already solidified.

    Only then did Mo Xiaoxiao put down the stone, and looked at her hands, which were covered in blood. She couldn't tell whose it was, and the skin was worn out, and she didn't know the pain.

    A tree that has been growing in a sunny place will become a towering tree under all the sunshine, and I feel that everything in this world is beautiful.

    But only trees that grow in dark and humid places know what darkness is. They can't see the sun and hope. They can only be a shrub forever, but they are still disgusted by people. They don't know how to grow among the weeds  ¡­

    I don¡¯t know when the sky is gradually getting brighter, and everything around is gradually becoming clearer. The flowers, plants, trees, land and crops are resurrected again. If people can be like grass and trees, sleep for a night, and then resurrect with full blood  How nice.

    But after all, human beings are not plants, they have a body of flesh and blood, their hearts will be hurt and cold, sad and happy, and they will never be able to do it, neither sad nor happy, neither hot nor cold.

    Mo Xiaoxiao began to feel resentment towards this world, and began to doubt why she came to this world, to be a punching bag for others, to serve as a shield for others, to bring out the happiness of others, to complement the few things in this world.  Is it bleak?

      She looked very embarrassed, and she began to be unable to tell whether the people around him were human or ghosts, or maybe he was too kind, too naive, and too simple. This world has no good intentions for simple people.  Without a bit of scheming and brains, you can only be a puppet at the mercy of others.

    She was walking on the road, her clothes were disheveled, her hair was disheveled, her hands were covered with dirt and blood, and there were some dried blood stains around her mouth, as if she had fought with a wild beast.

    Oh, something scarier than beasts!

    "Hey, Mo Xiaoxiao? What's the matter with you? Why are you here?"

    As soon as Mo Xiaoxiao looked up, she saw Meng Wanzhou walking towards her.

    "Morning~"

    Mo Xiaoxiao greeted him pretending to be okay, trying to hide her embarrassment.

    "What are you doing, how did you make it like this, did you fight jackals alone last night?"

    "Um!"

    "Mo Xiaoxiao, you are such a man!"

    In fact, Meng Wanzhou had already seen her disguise at a glance, and hurried forward to support her.

    "I see how brave you are, it's all like this, and you still tell me it's okay."

    Mo Xiaoxiao sprouted a new idea in her heart, an idea that no one can tell.

    "I'll tell you, Mo Xiaoxiao, girls shouldn't be too strong. Occasionally, if they are weak, they must have quarreled with their family members. I remember our husband said that a little intolerance can lead to big schemes, although I know it's not appropriate to use it here.  Appropriate, but I just want to tell you that great things can be achieved through patience, and when you are unable to rely on yourself, don't be so brave, and you are the one who suffers in this way."

    "How do you know I'm strong?"

    Meng Wanzhou looked displeased

    "Hey, I said, Mo Xiaoxiao, will you die like a normal little girl? How can people care about you and understand you when you are always invulnerable? Even if you are angry, just bear with it and tolerate it, can't you?"  ?¡±

    "Tolerance? Patience? Don't you think it's ridiculous? You tell me this, has anyone ever tolerated me? Is patience just blindly forbearance? Will you be able to achieve great things by always submissive? But why should I wrong myself with other people's mistakes?  Sorry, I can not do it!"

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