Jia Mo

Fu Lan nodded, and asked: "Do you want to go? When I get back to Southern Border, I'll take you to play."

This fellow has a calm expression, as if the Bashan Temple is a vegetable market in the neighborhood, and you can walk in it with a basket.Qi Yin couldn't believe it, and asked tentatively: "No, where are you really from? And are you sure... I can go?"

Fu Lan confusedly said: "Can't it?"

The two of them stared at each other, Qi Yin suddenly felt that this guy was not very reliable, if he led Qi Yin in, and Qi Yin disappeared as he walked, the guy would just stay there for a while without noticing.Qi Yin was a little speechless, and said: "Is there a white mist in Bashan, and can it eat people? 50 years ago, a group of fairy elders went to explore, and they all fell there. I am a half-baked person, and I can't even be considered a ghost fire Taoist. Are you sure?" Can I go in safe and sound?"

Fu Lan touched Qi Yin's head and said: "Xiao Yin is very cute, they will like you."

"They?" Qi Yin was taken aback.

"It's the white mist you mentioned. Actually, it's not fog. Only fools can see that thing." The black cat thought for a while, but couldn't make sense of it, and finally said, "I can't explain it to you." , you will know by yourself when you go to see it in the future. As long as we go in with the idiot, the white mist will not eat us."

Qi Yin couldn't figure it out, "What are they? Mist can eat people? How?"

"Xiao Yin," Fu Lan looked at him quietly, and said, "They were already dead when they entered that white mist."

Qi Yin was taken aback and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Have you ever thought about how to confirm the existence of a person?"

This kid was usually in a daze, but he was able to ask such an unfathomable question. Qi Yin couldn't answer, so he could only shake his head.

Fu Lan pointed to his eyes, "If a person exists, he must be seen. Therefore, if he is seen, his existence can be confirmed. Bashan Baiwu can't see each other, can't see himself. God kills people, he doesn't punish his heart, he doesn't cut his throat, God erased their existence."

What he said was mysterious, but Qi Yin still couldn't understand it. According to this, don't blind people exist?What is this called?Qi Yin continued to question for a long time, but Fulan was not very good at talking, and she couldn't explain it clearly when she encountered such a complicated problem.The black cat was more ignorant than him, because it went blind like those Taoist priests, but thanks to Fulan's blessing, it didn't lose its life.Qi Yin could only give up, thinking that he would have a chance to take a look by himself in the future.

The moon shadow moved past the dense flowers, and the black cat hugged its paws and said, "Your brother has been there as long as he can remember. He came out of the mist when he was eight years old, and after two years of wandering outside, he met this old man. Bashan has nothing but your brother. It's a living thing that moves, but the scenery is very good. There is a fountain of youth behind the temple. Waiting for you to go, let the idiot take you to soak in hot soup. There are camellias in spring, peonies in summer, and you can hear the flute in the wind when the moon is full It is said that in ancient times, there was a great witch who played the bone flute for the White Deer God every time the moon was full. Later, the great witch disappeared, but the sound of the flute remained in the wind. When you were a child, you were noisy at night and refused to sleep, so the fool would hum that tune. As a lullaby for you."

"White Deer God?" Qi Yin said, "Master said it is an evil god who likes to eat children's hearts."

The black cat got angry for a moment, and said: "What nonsense! You still eat your heart, thanks to that old fat man who can say it. I heard that in addition to swordsmanship and spells, you also need to practice Taoist inheritance and history. Feng Paying back Qinghe, Wufang Yuanyin has learned from the past and the present, and has written a lot. How come the great god was born in the aura of heaven and earth, and he didn't know whether to drink or eat?"

The two guys had two sets of rhetoric, and Qi Yin didn't know who to trust, so he could only laugh dryly: "He said it's a legend, it's just a legend."

Fu Lan took out a small deer wood carving and placed it in Qi Yin's palm.Standing on the palm of the hand, the deer has slender legs and a smooth back like fine porcelain. Its body is engraved with complicated and magnificent patterns. A pair of horns are especially long, and there are dots of flower bones adorning them, like a spring hairpin on the horns. superior.Such a beautiful deer, no one can believe that it eats hearts and hearts.

Qi Yin touched it very strangely, and said, "Is this the White Deer God?"

The black cat said: "It is the patron saint of our southern border. The monsters in southern border grow up in the arms of the mother and listen to its stories. It likes children. Some cubs get lost or go to other tribes by mistake. It will show up and lead the children home. A long time ago, there was a battle among the monsters. Once they heard the hoofbeats of the deer, they would stop fighting, because everyone was afraid that the white deer would be sad when they saw everyone fighting and bleeding. But now the world It’s different, even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu comes, the Yaozu will still beat you to death.” The black cat licked its lips and continued, “The white deer is to the southern border, just like Fuxi and Nuwa are to the Central Plains. If it’s not for you, it’s the Wu Tang that God Bailu guided us to.”

Qi Yin was stunned for a moment, thinking that she had heard wrong.He thought that the White Deer God, like Master Fuxi and Empress Nuwa, was a god who lived in legends.Didn't expect it to really appear?How to guide?Could it be that he walked out of a puff of white smoke and said to Fu Lan, Hey, silly boy, your precious brother is in Wutang, go find him quickly!Then it disappeared with a puff, leaving only the faint sound of hooves.

Just wondering, Fu Lan took out a lottery from Qiankun's pouch, shook it at the small deer woodcarving, and asked, "Master Bailu, can I take Xiaoyin home to see you?"

A red stick fell out, it was good luck, Fu Lan said: "It agreed."

"..." Qi Yin raised his forehead and said, "That's how you cast lots and ask where am I?"

"That's right," the black cat pulled out a stick and stood it up, saying, "Just like this, we asked where to go to find you." The black cat loosened its claws, and the stick fell to the ground, pointing out a direction, "White God Lu said that to the north, to the north of Wujiang River is Wutang, and sure enough we found you there."

"You toss it again, and Master Bailu may tell you that you should go south."

"No, it only works the first time you toss the stick, and it won't work any more." The black cat said solemnly.

How silly, Qi Yin thought, but he felt happy again.In the room full of fluorescent lights, Fulan was holding a wooden carving, and the black cat was shaking a lottery and asking if tomorrow Sangruo would give it braised pork.Qi Yin sat cross-legged on the bed, feeling warm in her heart.When he went to Nuwa Temple when he was a child, he often heard people coming and going making wishes for the people he cared about. Sometimes he wondered if there was someone in this world who made wishes for him.He secretly listened to his aunt's wish and his uncle's wish, but it was a pity that Yao Xiaoshan was the only one in their wish, without him.

Now Qi Yin knew that there was a young man and a cat who had made a wish for him in front of the Great God of Southern Border very piously.This is probably the happiest time he can remember, because he has an older brother and a fat cat.

The black cat put the white deer into his palm, and said, "Boy, although you mortals don't believe in the white deer, but you are my baby and Fulan's younger brother, the Great God of the White Deer will definitely bless you. This deer It was carved by your brother, and I gave it to you, it will keep you safe and live a long life."

Qi Yin caressed the deer's texture, and said with a smile, "When I learn the Sword Control Art, I'll go to southern Xinjiang with you, okay?"

The black cat's eyes lit up, "Are you really willing?"

Fu Lan also stared at him blankly.

"Yes," Qi Yin put his hands behind his head and lay back, "I haven't been to Southern Xinjiang yet, the sunset on the Jialing River, the night rain on Wu Gorge, the eternal night sky in Jiugai, the magic keel of Yuanshan... "Drowsiness hit, Qi Yin's voice was low like raving, "Can I go and see?"

The light and shadow were dense, Qi Yin's profile was serene, and his deep eyebrows melted into the orange light.For some reason, the mist in Fu Lan's heart suddenly had waves, and the ripples scattered out like that.The sunset in Bashan day after day, the night rain year after year, and the eternal night sky in Jiugai for years, he threw the black and gray dragon bones in the deep mountains and valleys with his own hands, just like his ancient well Ordinary years.

But at this time, he suddenly had a longing, and wanted to go there again, with Xiaoyin.

He nodded vigorously and said softly, "Well, let's go together."