The journey down the mountain is not far, the mountain is shrouded in mist, and the streams in the mountains are gurgling. There is a small village at the foot of the mountain, called Yese Village, where about ten families live. It is surrounded by mountains on three sides and is covered with lush greenery. Occasionally, you can see a few people at the foot of the mountain.

A woodcutter, who was returning home with a full load, was walking staggeringly on the mountain path with his body bent.

It was approaching evening. After a heavy rain, the setting sun was no longer dazzling. A golden afterglow shone down, and a humanoid skeleton ghost that had been stretched several times was reflected in it. It was Lin Chenben.

The smooth and jade-like bones showed no signs of decay from time. Lin Chenben walked tremblingly, holding a wooden stick in his hand, causing his body to become distorted. If someone passing by saw this weird appearance, they might feel pity.

On the way down the mountain, I lay in the clear and cool stream for a long time, with green leaves above my head and the gurgling stream happily running into the distance. My anxious and depressed mood was gradually soothed by the rare and beautiful time in front of me.

"It doesn't seem good to be naked like this all the time. I'm not as exaggerated as an exhibitionist. It's better to put on some clothes."

"Well, if you don't wear it, your style is unique. If you wear it, it's full of mystery." Whether to wear it or not, Lin Chenben looked at himself and touched his head awkwardly.

"Xiao Huanghuang, I'm here." Lin Chenben was in a good mood at this time.

On the way, he didn't meet the woodcutter and successfully reached the foot of the mountain. He covered his eyebrows with one hand and looked at the village.

"Hey, why am I covering my eyes? It's wrong."

There was smoke from every household in the village, and several children were chasing and playing in front of the house. From time to time, a few childish laughter could be heard.

"Goudan, it's time to go home for dinner."

"Okay, I'll be here soon." The boy named Goudan didn't seem to have all the fun. He reluctantly threw away the stones in his hand and walked home sadly.

Lin Chenben walked to the entrance of the village, and several children who were playing also went home one after another. As the sun sank into the mountains, the day was swallowed up bit by bit by the night, and the surroundings were silent.

Passing quietly through the entrance of the village, there were several clothes of different sizes hanging on the bamboo poles in the yard of Goudan's house. "The long one should be fine for covering up these bones." He bent his body and crept forward, pointing his bare fingers.

He lifted up a black robe.

"Hey, it turns out to be a hooded cloak, God help me."

"The wind blows cool, these pants are not bad." Lin Chenben stretched out his hand, grabbed the pants, and put them on his waist for gestures.

"rhubarb..."

A sharp scream sounded, and it was like a bomb was dropped in the quiet village.

Several curses were heard clearly: What kind of dead man hole was this dug out?

You actually threw it in the house. If I don't beat you to death, where will you die?"

A "whoosh" sound.

A piece of filthy bone flew out of the door, flashed in front of Lin Chenben, and fell to the ground.

Before Lin Chenben could put on the clothes in his hands, he quickly lay down and held the black cloak over his head, motionless.

"I'll go, I'm scared to death. I really can't be a thief. I feel too guilty." Lin Chenben gently bent his hands and slowly touched his chest.

"That thing looks familiar?"

After a long time, no movement was seen outside. Lin Chenben lay down on his body, lifted a corner of his clothes, and took a look outside. There was nothing strange.

I felt relieved and sighed to myself, "It was so dangerous, I almost lost it."

Looking at the slender bones covered with dust on the ground, the more they looked, the more familiar they seemed.

"This is... there is no place to go after wearing iron shoes. God, Dad, you are so good to me, I love you, hmm." He almost jumped up.

Lin Chenben crawled over like a turtle close to the ground.

The bones were in front of you, and the white bones that were originally as smooth as jade were now extremely dirty. Except for a few places where the dog's mouth had bitten them, they were white. The surroundings were almost covered by dirty dust. A special smell permeated the surroundings.

Thinking about how his bones were being tortured by rhubarb, being bitten and licked, and the pungent smell that looked like dog urine, Lin Chen felt extremely aggrieved, but now he could no longer attack, and his stagnation began to sublimate again.

"This damn dog, if I don't beat you to death, where will you die?"

...This seems to be a bit smooth.

He climbed up, bent his body and sneaked to a corner, threw on his cloak, and quickly tied the black trousers around his waist.

At this time, Lin Chenben looked like an ordinary person from behind. The black coat covered his head, and the wide cloak danced gently, but the trousers looked relatively hollow, as if a bamboo pole was inserted in them, blowing in the breeze.

Swinging, the strong toe bones are looming.

Lin Chenben put his hands together on his waist, and his fingers could be crossed: "This slim waist should be able to break the Guinness record."

"Find a way to deal with the stupid dog first. Even if you can't stew it into a pot, a beating is inevitable."

What method can be used to lure rhubarb out? It is absolutely inappropriate to collect rhubarb in the village. If someone discovers it, it would be better to break it up alive. If it is chopped into pieces and fed to dogs...

Denying this idea, Lin Chenben squatted down and thought hard about a solution. He turned his head and suddenly saw

There was a light on in the woodshed not far away, and I immediately thought about it.

The weak fire in the woodshed flickered on and off, as if it would go out at any moment, and Lin Chenben slipped over quietly.

Looking through the window lattice, there was no one else in the house. There were a large number of dry firewood and branches piled behind the stove, and several pots and jars were placed haphazardly on the countertop.

"Well, maybe there really will be. Let's go and take a look first."

The door of the woodshed was in the courtyard. Lin Chenben walked a few steps forward with his body hunched over, then stopped and looked around carefully. After a while, he successfully entered the woodshed.

The woodshed is not big, and the stove alone takes up half of the area. When I see the pots and pans on the stove, the blue flames in my eyes suddenly become brighter. The originally dark woodshed immediately becomes brighter, and even the hanging

The black bacon on the stove is clearly visible.

"Wow, there's even bacon. This is a good thing."

He didn't care about the blue light emitting from him. He already knew it that night on the mountain.

I casually found a slender wooden stick from behind the stove, took off a piece of bacon, and then went to the jars on the stove and opened them one by one. Sure enough, there was half a jar of oil left in a jar, and the aroma of oil overflowed.

Come on, the aroma of oil mixed with the incense of bacon made him so greedy that he wanted to eat the bacon alive on the spot.

"Nima, is this meat really for rhubarb?" A voice in my heart couldn't help but ask.

The original plan was this: take out the oil cans, place them at the entrance of the village, spread the scent to lure the dogs, and guard them all night long.

"Now, with bacon in hand, I have everything in the world, haha..."

The thought of being able to beat up a big yellow dog is so satisfying, so cool!

He smiled evilly, holding the oil can in his right hand and the bacon in his left hand, covering it in his arms, and sneaked out.

At night in the mountains, the moonlight is dim, ethereal and peaceful.

Looking at this quiet night, Lin Chenben's heart was filled with ripples and a variety of emotions. This kind of isolation, simple folk customs, and leisurely mountain life may be more suitable for him. He has never had dinner with his family, and he has never had it.

Despite the love of his parents, he was a lonely person in that world. He couldn't help but look back, as if he were in another world, looking at the dim lights of the old house in the village, and he couldn't help but sigh, "...Holy shit...that one is

Stupid dog.”

Under the dim light, there stood a disheveled yellow dog, staring at him with bared teeth. It was the big yellow dog that had made him yearn for it.
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