Jia Mo

The cold knife light flashed, and the night seemed to be torn apart, only to hear the bone-chopping knife scream, and slammed into the iron coffin.In an instant, the coffin was torn apart, and colorful mist gushed out from inside, churning like waves.Beggar was stunned, quickly covered his mouth and nose, and said: "Master, be careful, this must be the legendary corpse aura!"

The colorful mist overflowed from the coffin, but it didn't disperse like ordinary mist, but gathered and formed a dense cloud.Everyone could hear the whispering voice, as if there were countless men and women hiding in the strange colorful mist, murmuring non-stop.The colorful mist circled around in the air, seeming to have spotted them, and immediately rolled up into a tidal wave, overwhelming the sky and covering the sky.

Qi Yin finally saw it clearly, it wasn't some fog, it was a large group of demon moths.

"Damn it, the demon moth has become a spirit!" Qi Yin yelled.

The beggar screamed and ran away, Qi Yin grabbed his collar and lay down on his head.Swarms of moths swished overhead, and the sound of fluttering was all around my ears.The bone-chopping knife flew back, Fu Lan held the knife in both hands, and advanced to cut horizontally.The three-foot-long knife light was like a thin arc of the moon, cutting through the chilly night wind and flying straight out.The swarm of moths was cut through the front, and the shrill hisses came and went one after another, as if countless people were being strangled by the neck.After the moth swarm retreated, Qi Yin quickly drew a flame talisman and threw it out. One moth caught fire, and immediately the whole moth swarm was implicated. A ball of flames burned in the air, and broken moth wings flew around like gold foil.

Qi Yin picked up a charred moth corpse, only a corner of the colorful wings remained.

"It's this demon moth again." He said, "It seems that Meng Huaishan and his son were killed by this demon moth. But how can this demon moth talk?"

The black cat lowered its head and sniffed at the moth's wings, "It's becoming a demon, but the knowledge is not deep, and the spiritual wisdom is still shallow. In addition, they are locked in the coffin, and there is no other demon to teach them to talk, so they can only talk nonsense. All at once."

Thousands of living things in the world become monsters if they live beyond their original age.For example, if a dog survives for fifteen or sixteen years, if it lives for four to fifty years, that would be strange.Monsters continue to practice, and they can become monsters by condensing the aura of heaven and earth.Becoming a demon can give birth to wisdom, become smart, and think like a human.The sign of intelligence is language, and being able to talk means that this thing has a little brain.It's just that mortals don't make any distinctions, calling him a monster.

Over there, Fu Lan put away the knife and said, "Xiao Yin, your neck is crooked."

"No," Qi Yin touched his neck in doubt, it was very straight, how could it be crooked?

Looking over through the night, he found that Fulan didn't speak to him, this guy was calling "Xiaoyin" to a crooked neck tree.

Qi Yin: "..."

Fulan held the crooked tree with both hands, and broke it hard, the trunk creaked a gap the size of a bowl, Fulan straightened the trunk, and said: "It's right." After speaking, he put his forehead against the trunk, closed his eyes Close your eyes and fall asleep.

He can't be allowed to drink next time, Qi Yin's neck feels cold.

Qi Yin went down into the pit to look at the coffin, and there were dense moth eggs on the four sides of the coffin, which was a white paste, very disgusting.The water in this coffin was not as much as that of Meng Huaishan, it was half as good.The body of Meng Huaishan's son was gone, not even bones left, probably eaten up by that moth.A coffin of black water blinked brightly, and there were still many broken moth corpses and blackened wings floating there.These moths laid eggs in the coffin, and after they came out, they ate the corpse of Meng Huaishan's son. After eating, they had nothing to eat, so they killed each other.

The beggars said that Meng Huaishan's son's head was empty, probably because the demon moth had eaten all his brains.

Qi Yin and Qi'er buried the earth back, and Yu Jian returned to the city.He gave the beggar a few silver coins, and the beggar went happily.A cold moon hangs in the heart of the sky, it is late at night, and a long street is deserted.They found an inn to stay, Fu Lan took off her robe, leaned back on the pillow and closed her eyes.The black cat also got into the flannel cushion to rest, Qi Yin turned off the light, put down the silk gauze, the moonlight shone in front of the bed, like autumn frost.

The room was quiet, Qi Yin couldn't fall asleep, and looked sideways at his brother.Looking at Fulan under the moonlight, a face of Bai Shengsheng, with a little blush, very clear and meaningful color, like a gentleman outlined in ink.It's so pretty, Qi Yin thought, I really want to kiss him, from the forehead to the feet.Seeing and watching, Fu Lan suddenly opened her eyes, those big and black pupils were fixed on him, Qi Yin blushed as if she had been seen through.

"Can't sleep?" Qi Yin asked him.

"Because Xiao Yin always looks at me." Fu Lan said.

"I didn't look at you," Qi Yin lied without changing his face, "I just can't sleep."

"Xiao Yin can't lie," Fu Lan said in a low voice, "She's obviously looking at me."

Bad, this kid became smarter after drinking, Qi Yin gave a dry cough.

"Xiao Yin is a villain, always lying to me." Fu Lan said sullenly.He looked strangely unhappy, his face was stained with alcohol, his eyes were hazy, like a puddle of water trapped in a fog.

Drunk, like a child, Qi Yin liked it and teased him, "Where did I lie to you?"

Fulan's brain was slow now, she tilted her head and thought hard, counted with her fingers, "I was lied to be my child bride when I was young, and my bride in the tomb of the gods, and now I'm lied to again."

"Then what should we do?" Qi Yin held his raised finger, "I always lie to you, do you hate me?"

"I don't hate it." Fu Lan said in a low voice, "My brother will never hate my brother."

When his voice is lowered, there is a soft taste, like a touch of wind and a touch of rain.Qi Yin moved a little closer to him, the smell of mountains after the rain mixed with the vague smell of wine lingered on Qi Yin, like an intoxicating fragrance, Qi Yin lay in the middle, saying no in his heart Out of peace, joy.With my brother, every moment is infinite joy.

"Brother, you're drunk." Qi Yin covered the back of his hand.

"En." Fu Lan closed her eyes.

"Let me ask you a few questions." Qi Yin said.

"En." Fulan murmured dreamily.

"When we mortals wake up every morning, the big baby will stand up, will you?"

"..."

"We mortals can still blaspheme," Qi Yin continued to ask, "Have you ever blasphemed yourself? Wait, don't you know what self-blasphemy means? It's just to make yourself feel good, like this," Qi Yin held Fulan's hand The finger made an ABC gesture, "Do you understand?"

"..."

"We are brothers, taking a bath together and sleeping together, what's wrong with that?" Qi Yin pushed him, "They all say the truth after drinking, brother, don't sleep, answer me quickly. I'm curious about this After a long time, you don't eat or drink, you don't shit or pee, you look like a fairy, it's so curious."

Fu Lan turned her back without saying a word, silently pulled up the quilt to cover her head, and ignored him.

Why is this man like this, Qi Yin shook him a few more times, but he didn't respond, Qi Yin gave up, crossed his legs, put his hands behind his head, and looked at the dark top of the bed.

He remembered the Fulan flowers that Bailu said, they would disperse when the wind blows, and fly around like snow.Qi Yin said softly: "Brother, you may really be a flower fairy. If you are a flower fairy, I will be your little bee, buzzing around you every day, what do you think?"

His brother fell asleep, and no one answered in the dark.Qi Yin said silently in her heart: "Okay."

Changzhou Mansion is not far from Wutang, Yujian only needs an hour's work, Qi Yin thought about it, but went back to Wutang.The sun was not so strong, hanging on the top of people's heads, shining bright white on the bluestone road.The Chinese tallow tree has sprouted new buds, and the green and tender leaves are so green that water can be squeezed out.There is a zigzagging water corridor beside the canal, black-clad boats pass under the culvert, and salesmen crawl under the veranda, and the clear and crisp shouts fly straight to the bridge.

Qi Yin supported the white marble railing, recalling the days when he followed Yao Xiaoshan through the streets and was chased and beaten.He didn't dare to go back to Yao's house. Yao Xiaoshan died, so he didn't know how to tell Mrs. Yao.She is so old, maybe it would be good to let her think about it, Qi Yin entrusted someone to send a bag of bank notes in the name of Yao Xiaoshan, and left.

They went to the Nuwa Temple, set up a memorial tablet for his parents, burned a few sticks of incense and paper money, and wished them a safe death and a good pregnancy.The Nuwa temple is in the mountains in the outskirts. His mother and aunt had brought him here before, and his name "Qi Yin" was obtained by his mother kneeling under the statue of Nuwa and throwing a thousand-word cylinder.In the majestic temple, the mottled gold-colored algae well covers the head high, and the statue of Nuwa with lowered eyebrows stands behind the heavy red silk curtains. There is no expression on the brows, which seems to be pity and indifference.

Fu Lan stood under the statue, looking at the god silently.Their eyes met in the void, as if looking at each other.

"Xiao Yin," Fu Lan asked, "has Afu been here?"

"Well," Qi Yin put the tablet on the shrine, "My mother asked for a longevity tablet, and put it there." Qi Yin pointed back, and there was a wall of longevity tablets behind the door opening, illuminated by the lights of the candlesticks Layers of dark red curtains and black sandalwood plaques.

Fu Lan went there with the black cat in her arms, Qi Yin looked up and down, looking for the tablet that his mother asked for.His gaze suddenly froze, and he landed on that square-inch corner.A silent halo fell on the top, and Fulan Baijie's fingertips gently stroked the fine dust, and several names written in gold lacquer fell into view.

"Meng Funiang, Meng Fulan, Qi Yin, Meng Yusang."

It turned out that Afu asked for family tablets to pray for their family.

"Can I take it away?" Fu Lan asked in a low voice.

"Okay." Qi Yin put the longevity throne in his arms, "Let's take it away."

When it rained at noon, they stayed in the temple to eat their fast.Iron horses stand alone under the eaves, and the mountains stretch in the distance. Fulan stands under the veranda to watch the long rain.Qi Yin hugged the black cat, and leaned against the red pillar not far away to see his silent black back.

The rain is rustling, and the black cat talks about the distant past in the boundless rain.The days in Wujiang are long, and Afu always goes out to wash clothes during the day and returns home at sunset. 12-year-old Fulan took the pup at home, picked up dried cow dung behind his back, and went to the hillside to play with the children in the village.Before returning home, the pup will say goodbye to everyone, and say goodbye to Erya from the neighbor’s house, and Dalang Erlang from the village, to the big yellow dog raised by the Li family, and to the little brother from the Liu family. said the caught cricket.Every time he passed by something, he would say goodbye, "See you tomorrow, the little tree, the big stone, and the little donkey..." When crossing the river, he would say goodbye to the toad squatting on the lotus leaf in the middle of the river. Shout: "See you tomorrow, little frog!"

"I won't see you tomorrow," the frog replied, "Silly boy!"

"The frog has spoken! The frog has spoken!" The puppy stumbled after Fu Lan.

"That's a monster, puppy," said the black cat.

They went to pick up Afu on the ridge every day, and the family walked across the ridge back to the cabin. Sometimes they would make a detour to the entrance of the village to buy some sticky rice balls with rock sugar, which the puppies love to eat.Later, a young girl from Li village next door married to their village and joined the ranks of women in clothes.The young woman had a beautiful body and smiled softly when she saw someone, which was very different from Afu's pretended gentleness.Afu returned home, crossed her legs and shook her cattail fan, looked at the mirror and lamented, "Since you gave birth to me, Meng Xishi, why did you give birth to her, Li Diaochan?"

Fulan doesn't understand women's desire to be competitive in appearance, he only knows that Afu wants to be beautiful.Neighbor Erya told Fulan that rouge can make people beautiful. One day when Afu went out to work, Fulan took the black cat and dog cubs to the entrance of the village. , They entered Wujiang Town sitting on a pile of straw, and found a rouge shop.Fu Lan raised the pup, let him reach the counter, and picked out a box of rouge.They walked back, this time they were not so lucky to meet an ox cart, at that time Fulan didn't know how to control a sword, so they could only walk back.Facing the bright white sun, the path is lined with watery and green paddy fields, Fulan is carrying the pup on his back, the black cat is at his feet, and the three guys are rushing home.Along the way, the pup urinated twice, and they walked home before sunset, putting the powder box into Afu's hands.

Afu was surprised where Fulan got the money, the coppers she gave him every day were only enough to buy vegetables.Fu Lan took off her cap, revealing her ear-level short hair.It turned out that this silly child, who somehow came up with the idea, sold his hair.

"The body, hair and skin are the parents," Afu touched his hair distressedly, "How could you cut your hair?"

Fulan opened her big black pupils and said in a daze, "I don't have parents, only Afu."

Afu was taken aback, covered her mouth, and her big watery eyes immediately became wet.That was the second time Fulan saw Afu cry. He didn't understand why she was crying when she could become beautiful.Afu burst into tears and said: "Master Cat always calls you a melon, and people in the village also say you are stupid. Huh, that's not true." She laughed again, her tear-stained eyes bent into two crescents, "Our Lan Zai , is the smartest and cutest doll in the world."

Later, there was chaos in southern Xinjiang, and Fulan and Black Cat received a demon summoning order.The evening glow of that day was as red as blood, and the sun hung at the end of the sky as if it was burning.The monsters from all over the world rushed south, and the group of monsters flew across the border in mighty way, covering half of the sky like dark clouds.Everyone came out to watch, clicking their tongues while leaning on their hoes.Fu Lan has to go too, even if the demon doesn't like him very much, Nanjiang is his hometown after all, and it's also the hometown of Master Cat.

The black cat sighed heavily, and said to Qi Yin: "On that day, Afu hugged us and told us over and over again: No matter how far we go, we must go home." The black cat clasped its two paws together , the figure of the man at the end of his eyes was swaying, like a lonely bitter bamboo. Son, he can not speak for a whole month, the old man thought he was dumb. You talk to him, he doesn't like to talk to you, he treats others as air, and himself as air. It was those days in Wujiang, let He has human form."

Qi Yin watched Fulan's back for a while, then walked to his side.The raindrops were pouring finely on the bluestone floor, he looked at Fulan, the profile of this man was quiet and desolate, his big and black eyes reflected the wind and rain, like boundless autumn water.

A tear fell down Fulan's cheek, Qi Yin was stunned for a moment, then said softly: "Brother, you are crying."

Fu Lan stretched out her hand in a daze, and touched the tears on her face that had been blown cold by the wind, "Xiao Yin, am I sad?"

"Well," Qi Yin wiped his face clean, hugged his thin shoulders, "You miss my mother."

"Will we meet mother again?" Fu Lan asked in a low voice.

His voice was very lonely, like frost and snow fluttering into the wind.

"Yes," Qi Yin stroked his soft hair, "We can meet each other in dreams when we are alive, and when we die, we will be reunited in the underworld."