Chapter 1968 Tribulation (42)
However, the good times did not last long.
In the small town, rumors of monsters gradually began to spread.
Those kids who were so scared that they peed their pants kept shouting about monsters after they got home.
He was also said to be a big monster that can eat people and has the face of a fox.
If there is only one child yelling like this, adults may not care.
But a bunch of kids were shouting about monsters, and they still believed in them.
This made the adults pay more attention, and the discussion started to spread.
It kept spreading until everyone in the town knew about it.
There was a lot of discussion, and the issue of monsters was also a big deal.
As a young man walking on the street, he could hear other people pointing fingers at him.
He said that there was a fox demon in his family, an evil and man-eating fox demon.
He raised a fox demon, and he was also a monster.
Maybe, he is also a monster.
The young man listened all the way, carrying his backpack and lowering his head.
Ignore.
Completely ignored.
No matter what others say, it's as if they didn't hear it.
Walking by without saying a word.
Solitary and silent.
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Fortunately, as the days passed, the discussion automatically died down.
There are new words that attract people's attention.
For example, which family's daughter was taken advantage of, which family's widow was so romantic, and which family's men were beaten by their mothers all the time...
These words are much fresher, and people still like to talk about these things more than the monster they have never seen before.
As a result, the matter of the fox demon was gradually forgotten by people.
Except for the group of scared children, no one talked about this topic anymore.
Time passes in the blink of an eye.
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In the evening, at the entrance of the school.
Outside the school, the fragrance is lingering. Vendors selling snacks have set up stalls and stand guard at the door of the school, waiting for the children to finish school.
As soon as the children get to school, they will run out to buy something to eat.
The vendors all calculate the time accurately and set up their stalls as soon as the o'clock arrives.
The sun is setting in the west, the sun is setting.
The colorful clouds in the distance are like a scroll spreading across the sky, and the clouds are also smeared with warm yellow and orange colors, which are brilliant and beautiful.
Birds on their way back fly from the sky, gliding on their wings and singing happily in the clouds.
The gongs and drums in the school were sounded, and the children, who had been restrained for a day, ran out happily, carrying their cloth bags, like birds returning home.
Chirping, crowded at the entrance of the school.
The vendors at the door set up candied haws poles, painted little candy figures, and set up dragonfly toys.
In an instant, he was surrounded by the figures of children.
The voice of a child is tender, innocent and lively.
"I want candied haws on a stick! I want candied haws on a stick!"
"I came first! Give me a bunch of big ones!"
"Then I want it too! I want it too!"
The children were happy and so were the vendors.
Collect the money and give it to the candied haws.
The sun sets in the west, the eaves are covered, and the warm yellow sunshine spreads over the entire land.
The children came out like a tide, and soon dispersed like a tide.
Carrying cloth bags, they went home in twos and threes.
Scattered throughout the town.
The vendors closed their stalls with satisfaction after finishing selling.
He carried his things and left, leaving behind the candied haws and bamboo sticks all over the floor.
No one cleans up.
Soon, the night darkened.
The lantern hanging in front of the school was on, illuminating the road in front of the gate.
Pedestrians walked back and forth, and the smell of food wafted from every house.
Shouting, telling the children who were playing outside to go home for dinner.
The door to the school was closed, but after a while, it opened again.