Nan Chan

Chuanzi ran panting and still didn't dare to stop. He got into the weeds and bushes, and the branches were stuck in front of his head. He raised his arms to cover, and his arms were burned and painful.I couldn't hear anything, only my own shortness of breath.

Chuanzi ran chaotically until he tripped, and his body tilted downhill and rolled into the stream.His arms were trembling as he pushed himself up.He still wanted to run, but found that his legs didn't listen at all.Chuanzi propped himself up on his elbows, let his upper body climb out of the stream, and lay down on the mud grass.He panted heavily, feeling dizzy, and finally buried himself in the grass and vomited.

It wasn't until the sun was sinking on the western mountain that Chuanzi came up slowly.With trembling hands, he groped for his chest, took out the steamed buns that had been pressed into a pancake, and ate them with big gulps of the stream water.When he had the bottom in his belly, he supported the tree and walked slowly.

Qi Ye is like a dream, Chuanzi can't tell the truth from the fake.His body was hot and cold, but he seemed to be able to walk home just by walking like this.In the second half of the night, he felt that his whole body was burning hot, and his soaked underwear was cold for a drive. His eyes were dizzy from the fever, and even the sound of his breathing was blocked by the clouds.

Chuanzi fell to the ground and couldn't get up.He seemed to hear a dog barking, a pair of boots stepped on thorns and branches, and stopped in front of his eyes.

Chuanzi burned fiercely, and was wiped over and over again, and the cold handkerchief on his forehead was changed all night long.The woman leaned on the side of the couch, wiping her choked tears for him, brushing away his wet hair with jade-like hands, and caressing his forehead time and time again.

Chuanzi was pale in the dream, he was like a corpse displayed in the sun, with no purpose other than being exposed to the sun.He was so attached to that finger that it reminded him of a woman but forgot what she looked like.The ensuing pain made him overwhelmed, and he left the house, as if he would never go back.

Chuanzi didn't know what to say, he just started crying in this fiery torment.He was afraid of everything because he couldn't remember what his mother looked like.His only remaining courage was taken away by the illness, and he turned back into a defenseless child, crying was the only way to vent.

The woman surrounded Chuanzi, and her gentle and warm shoulders became a fortress for Chuanzi to hide.He leaned against it and fell into the bottomless darkness.

When Chuanzi woke up, it was already daylight, and he looked sideways stupidly, not remembering running away, nor remembering shrinking.He looked out the window, as if he hadn't seen flowers and plants for a long time.

When the door opened, a man came in, a burly man.He sat down on the edge of Chuanzi's bed, and touched Chuanzi's forehead with his hand.

"Wait a moment." The man's voice was loud, "The porridge is here, it's not too late to eat before you speak."

Chuanzi shifted his eyes to him, and the man couldn't help giving a secret compliment, seeing that Chuanzi's eyes were sharp and bright, and he couldn't see any fear that he should have.

This pair of sharp eyes was not born with him.

"My surname is Gu." The man said seriously, "Single character records. This is an escort along the river, don't be afraid, Zhuo Jing was with you last night. Although our husband and wife have no children, we already have seven or eight apprentices, so we are not bad people. .When you can speak, tell your hometown, and I will send someone back."

Gu Zhi was upright, but Chuan Zi failed to return home.Because when he was able to speak, his mind went blank, let alone his hometown, he couldn't even remember what his mother looked like.Gu Zhi and his wife took him up and down the river many times, asking around towns and cities, but they never found out where Chuanzi's house was.Gu Zhi couldn't bear to leave him alone, so he took him under his knees and became a little apprentice.

"Since I can't remember the name, let's just take the teacher's surname, let's call it Gu Shen."

From then on, Gu Shen spent half his life looking for a word "return". He was a bodyguard first, and then a policeman. He lived in poverty, but he never stopped.Whether it was the cities along the river or the places in the south, he searched for them one by one.But there are strange places everywhere, the memory of "mother" is gradually filled by the tenderness of the teacher's wife, and "father" seems to be an upright hero like Gu Zhi.

But he also didn't understand why he didn't stop.He seemed to be propelled, stumbling forward in this aimless trek.He bears his own debt, and this life has no end.

The copper bell was crisp, and Gu Shen had already chased after the mountain god.He slowed down and walked beside the mountain god.The mountain god has been backlogged by vines and has turned into an ugly monster that drags through the mud.

As soon as Gu Shen took a step closer, he felt a little softer in his heart.He asked the mountain god: "...do you know me?"

The mountain god embraced the little wild ghosts tenderly, turning a blind eye to Gu Shen.Gu Shen followed him, but he still didn't understand why he followed him.Gu Shen seemed to be possessed and became involuntary.

Cang Ji carried Jing Lin on his back, strode across his body, and chased after him on the swaying branches.They looked down, and there were more and more small wild ghosts running out of the grass. They were chasing the mountain god, and the mountain god would not refuse anyone who came, and placed them properly among the vines.

"So many little wild ghosts." Cang Ji said, "How many children died here."

"Hundreds and thousands." The wind was blowing on the branches, and Jinglin and Shitou grabbed Cangji's clothes tightly, and the long hair was blown away by the wind.He said, "They captured people and imprisoned them here, and forced the girls to pick up guests, and then sell the babies they gave birth to. You see, the houses in the city are strictly divided, how can the children be taken care of after they are born, and those who cannot be sold will die In the city."

"Buried all in the mountains?" Cang Ji's hard-hearted heart must be frightened by these little wild ghosts running all over the mountains and plains.

"Perhaps it was fed to the demon." Jing Lin tightened her fingertips, falling into an unseen blankness.Cang Ji couldn't see it, and it was not easy for Jing Lin to say this sentence.

"Children are also mortal wombs." Cang Ji said, "People treat people like this. So far, they are even worse than pigs and dogs. The evil spirits have been entrenched here for a long time, and they are fed by people. Easy to deal with."

"It's really hard to deal with." Jing Lin brushed Cang Ji's hair away and asked him to look at the mountain god, "He is neither a god nor a demon, nor is he a demon. He was born here, and he was injected by the spirits of the mountains before he was transformed into a mountain god. With this appearance, he can move freely. Do you know who he is?"

Cangji saw the mountain god wriggling, and countless vines crawling like snakes and pythons, but the little wild ghosts were not afraid at all. They lay peacefully in the arms of the mountain god, listening to the mountain god humming under the moon, leading them to shake in the starry night. .

They all called him "mother".

Cang Ji confirmed with some difficulty: "Could it be Gu Shen's mother?"

"It's Gu Shen's mother." Jing Lin said, "It's also the mother of all the sons and daughters in this world who have suffered so much from this crime."

The so-called living things, plants and trees also have a heart.In the mountains, you can hear the cries of the children for many years, and you can also see the countless mothers who have searched here.The city in the mountains is indestructible, the mountains listen day and night, and the cry that echoes all the time waters the aura of heaven and earth.Between this resentment and hatred is still full of the most sincere love. The matter of common anger between humans and gods did not attract the attention of Jiutian, but it moved Shanshi.

Gu Shen's mother may have chased here too, I don't know how many years ago, the strong woman leaned against the wall and listened, and her heart was broken by the constant crying in the city all night.She also chased her for half her life, until her hair became white and her eyes became blind.

My son, my son.

The call beyond the mountains lasts for a long time, the mountains and rocks weep with people, and the grass and trees call their hearts.They become them, becoming neither human nor demon.

"If there is Gu Shen's mother among them." Cang Ji said, "Why did she ignore him?"

"Gu Shen was only six or seven years old when he left home." Jing Lin said, "It has been more than 30 years now, even if his mother is still alive, she may not recognize her."

Cang Ji stopped, he lived on the top of a tree, saw the wind howling in the mountains, and seemed to be able to hear that call.

"I don't understand." Cang Ji said.

Could it be that Gu Shen has been suffering for many years and has been tired for half his life, so it is a meeting of strangers.Even though Cang Ji didn't know bitterness, he still tasted some bitterness in this chewing.What melts on the tip of his tongue is the taste of koi's first acquaintance with human beings. From Dong Lin to Gu Shen, they are all bitter words.

Is there nothing else to love in this world except suffering?If this is the case, what is there to be happy about being a human being? It is better to be born as a fish, sleep in a clear pond, and be ignorant of other things, and live a comfortable life.

The two of them stood on the sidelines from a high place, seeing Gu Shen following the same steps, it was very desolate.While waiting quietly, I suddenly heard the voice of a drunk mountain monk in the wind.

"This thing is in chaos, and good and evil are hard to distinguish. Although it has the ability to eliminate demons, it is also guilty of murder. Besides, the heart of grass and trees is not like a rock, and it is common to turn around day and night. If he wants to kill in the future, how can he It is not the disaster of this place!"

The falling magic wand suddenly showed a golden light, blocking the way of the mountain god.But the mountain god is ignorant, still holding the children in his arms, walking forward in a trance.

"You have the ability to eliminate demons. Now follow me to the Soul Chasing Prison. When I report it to the Lord, you will be able to offset the merit. There are many sages in the nine heavens. Wait for me to find a master for you to teach you to be enlightened and kind." Evil, it’s not too late to put it down.” Drunk Mountain Monk swung his stick with one hand and crossed his arms to block it, “With me here, I won’t let anyone deal with you arbitrarily.”

"How familiar are these words." Cang Ji snorted, and shouted from afar, "What's wrong with him? You gods are supposed to do the work of feeding demons here, and he does it for himself, so why should he be punished?"

"The rules are like this." Drunken Mountain Monk shook his sleeves at Cang Ji, "This is the law of heaven and earth!"

"I can't go up to the sky, and I can't go down to the ground." Cang Ji sneered, "The laws of heaven and earth have nothing to do with me. I will order him to stay here tonight, what will you do."

"Nonsense!" Drunken Mountain Monk hated iron for being weak, "Your knowledge is so shallow that you don't know the heights of heaven and earth, and dare to criticize the laws of heaven and earth! Do you know that thousands of years ago, the three realms were chaotic, demons were rampant, and all things complained endlessly? Turn the tide and make laws, how can you and I discuss the truth here today!"

"I don't know him, nor do I know this kind of law." Cang Ji pointed to the sky, "I was born in white porcelain, not born of heaven. I'm afraid that your emperor will not recognize me, I Do you still want to listen to him? You have already made good sons, and you want others to be grandchildren too, which is not a small advantage, you smelly monk."

The Drunken Mountain Monk's stick shook the golden light, and the little wild ghosts in the arms of the mountain god cried out in pain.The mountain god's vines cover it, and the mud roots turn over, trying to block the drunken mountain monk's awn.

The Drunken Mountain Monk yelled: "I'm going to abide by the law, but you still have to agree? If you arrest him, arrest him! What, what can you do!"

The mountain god was hit hard by the rod, and the howling of the mountains was heard, and the grass and trees screamed in pain.Cang Ji's nameless fire came to his heart, he jumped down from the sky, and Jing Lin left, he turned over and kicked between the drunken mountain monk's magic wand, pressing down heavily, until the wand sank steadily.

"I don't know good and bad!" Drunk Mountain Monk yelled violently, flipping his staff violently.

Cang Ji leaned back and heard the sound of the staff.He turned his hand around the stick, and was about to catch it, but saw the Drunken Mountain Monk, who was always going straight ahead, turned around.Cang Ji lost his palm, before he could turn around, the Drunken Mountain Monk had already hit him on the left side, Cang Ji wiped the ground and slipped.

Cang Ji stretched out his numb five fingers, protruding from the ground.The Drunken Mountain Monk only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and his chest felt as if he had been hit hard.As soon as he retreated with a choking sound, the lowering magic wand whirled and twisted, delaying Cang Ji to close his fist for a moment.The Drunken Mountain Monk immediately turned and kicked, Cang Ji hit the ground with a "bang", and the magic wand fell on the door.Hearing a loud crash, the Drunken Mountain Monk seemed to be hitting his face, and when he looked intently, Cang Ji raised his arm to block it in desperation.The scales are slippery, and the magic wand can't get in anymore!Cang Ji waved his arms, and the magic wand could not be suppressed immediately.

But the drunken mountain monk opened his mouth and said, "Looking for death!"

Cang Ji raised his feet and kicked, and the drunk mountain monk staggered back.The tiger's mouth where he was holding the stick was so painful from the shock, it can be seen that Cang Ji's cultivation base is growing at an astonishing speed, it seems to be growing every day!How appalling is this, originally he only expected that he would become a disaster in the future, but now he feels that this "future day" is far away!

"Evil heretics." The Drunken Mountain Monk spat, "Your cultivation base is eccentric, did he feed you something? The way of heaven is reincarnation, and killing people will pay for their lives!"

"I told you earlier that you should not be jealous." Cang Ji was hit so that his arms were still numb, he suddenly felt unhappy, he just felt that something was wrong.When he looked back, he found that Jing Lin was gone!

"Don't look any further, I have asked someone to strip him clean tonight." Drunk Mountain Monk said coldly, "Look who is so holy!"