High priest

"Passengers, welcome to take the No. 81 bus. This line runs from Hufeng Town to the passenger terminal, passing through Chengdong of the New District, Jinxiu Culture and Sports Center... Please sit tight and support yourself. The front stop is Bikong Community."

After the female voice finished broadcasting, the bus started shaking and shaking, carrying the people at the final station to the destination.

When he was seated, Ji Si's peculiar dress attracted a lot of attention.It's just that he didn't hide or hide, and he was open to others. It didn't take long for him to look at the diorama.

As the car went further and further away, he looked back and gradually took in the original appearance of the town.

It is located in a remote place, not a feng shui treasure.Fortunately, the people are simple and honest, and people tend to be kind. The ancestors have forged good causes, and the children have accumulated good fruits. After more than ten generations, they have not only cultivated the mountains and rivers with their popularity, but also been fed back by the mountains and rivers.

The cycle goes on and on, endlessly.

Although it is not a rich and noble town, it is definitely a safe town, and it is quite suitable for the elderly, after all...

Ji Si's gaze is fixed on the backing mountain next to the village and town. At a height of hundreds of feet, there are abundant forests, and clouds condense on the peak, slowly swallowing into a pair of extremely abstract eyes, "watching" him incessantly, like It's a farewell.

Good causes bear good fruits, and good fruits repay good causes.

There is a spirit here...

Suddenly, he heard the child in the front seat calling: "Mom, the big brother sitting behind me will shine." As he said that, the little doll climbed on the back of the seat, peeking at him cautiously with half of his face exposed.

Four or five years old is the age at which one dares to say anything, and it is also the stage when the third eye in the center of the brow is most active.It is not surprising that children at this time can see the glow emitted by the aura of the human body.

"Hey, don't talk nonsense, be good." The woman comforted, "It's just the sun falling on people's faces."

"But..." The hyperactive child leaned on the window, glanced inadvertently, and couldn't look away.He was stunned for a while and shouted loudly, "Mom! There is a pair of yellow eyes in the sky! Look!"

The woman took the child and looked out, said with a smile: "It's Yun, it looks like a big dog, how can it have any eyes?"

"Eyes really, yellow ones! Stare at us!"

"...Well, yes, the eyes." The woman couldn't correct it, so she could only tilt her head back and forth and smile apologetically, "Children have too much imagination, and they always say strange things."

Ji Si nodded slightly, paused for a moment and said, "It's not necessarily strange, there are indeed eyes in the sky."

When the words fell, under the woman's laugh, the child immediately united with Ji Si, based on having a common language, he yelled "I'll just say it", and asked "whose eyes are those?"

As the car turned a corner, Ji Si looked at the winding outline of the mountain, as if he saw time rewinding, returning to hundreds of years ago frame by frame.

The girl was dressed in coarse linen, with a smile on her face. A fox walked towards her and perched at her feet.Garlands and wild fruits, the fragrance of the clear sky, the fox turned his head, and the topaz eyes turned to him...

"It's the eyes of a fox fairy." Ji Si became a storyteller.

"700 years ago, there was a family at the foot of the mountain. The woodcutter's daughter went to catch fish by the stream and met a lame fox."

"It lost a leg, could no longer find food, and almost starved to death. It was the woodcutter's daughter who was kind and gave half a piece of cake to feed it, which saved its life."

Born to die, the ordinary fox became wise and formed a good relationship with the woodcutter's daughter.The way of heaven is ruthless, and all things have spirits. When people treat living beings with kindness, living beings will also give back to human beings with kindness.

"They became friends."

Ji Si continued: "The woodcutter's daughter accompanied the fox from death to life, and the fox accompanied her from birth to death. When she was buried in the mountain, it turned its body into a mountain; when she melted into the soil, it became a mountain." Let the fur grow into a tree. She fed it bread eleven times, and it sheltered the water and soil for a thousand and one hundred years."

If the woodcutter's daughter hadn't had kind thoughts at the beginning, then she and the fox fairy would have no intersection.

The wild foxes will die in the forest, and the mountains will remain barren.The land that lost its guardian spirit ushered in a massive mudslide, which washed away villages and flooded farmland...

I don't know if his voice is too nice, or the story is too touching.For a while, there were no other voices in the car, only the child with bright eyes asked, "Is this true?"

Ji Si was silent.

Many legends are true, as many children can "see".

It's just that when people around you repeatedly give the person "false", "you believe this", "you read it wrong", and "don't talk nonsense", once the person thinks "this is an illusion", the truth will eventually become illusion.

Even a little bit of aura in childhood will be annihilated in the torrent of reality.

In the end, every possibility is lost to everyone.

"Really, it's all true." The woman packed up her things and urged with a smile, "We have three stops left to get off the bus, remember to say thank you to the storyteller...uncle."

The child nodded obediently. He probably liked the glowing Ji Si very much, so he secretly took out two white candies from his pocket, and stuffed them into Ji Si's hands with pain and reluctance.

Just when the female voice was broadcasting, the woman focused on checking which station she was at now, thus ignoring the voices around her.

"Thank you Uncle!" Xiao Xiao said, "I'm not allowed to eat candy at home, I stole it from my mother's drawer, and I gave it to you!"

Tongyan Tongyu, innocent and cute.It comes from the purest sharing of children, which is irresistible.

Ji Si peeled off a candy and put it into his mouth.When the taste buds hit the frosted texture, the first thing he tasted was not the sweetness, but the natural cotton smell.

Refresh, air, refresh, swell!

Keith: ...

He watched the child in silence, and the child watched him without knowing.

Then, Ji Si stretched out his fingers, stroked the corner of his lips inwardly, slowly, slowly twisted out the snow-white corner, and then slowly, slowly pulled out a pale white face from his mouth. "grimace".

Very good, mask.

There was a dead silence in the bus, only the child exclaimed sincerely: "Wow! Uncle, you can do magic tricks!" Crazy applause.

Keith: ...

How many people tried to kill him, but they all failed.And you, you almost killed a god-level high priest with a mask, you are really a formidable young man, young and promising!

……

Passenger Terminal Station.

The woman took the child by the hand and kept apologizing, saying that she had no idea that the child had stolen her mask. At the same time, she was glad that it was not her own child who swallowed the mask particles.Otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous.

Before parting, the woman insisted on stuffing Ji Si with money, and then left in a hurry to drive a car.Duliuji Si twiddled a mask that hadn't dried yet, and stood at the crossroads of his life to make a choice.

There are four trash cans in front of him, marked dry waste, wet waste, hazardous waste and recyclable waste.

So the question is, what kind of garbage is a moisturizing cotton mask?

It should be wet garbage, right?

Ji Si thought for a moment, then threw the mask into the wet trash can.Then, he was targeted by the sanitation uncle for littering and fined 50 yuan.

Keith: ...

From the arrival last night to the long journey this morning, counting the rotten things he has eaten, he has already counted them all!This was something unheard of and unseen before.

No wonder the friends are more and more reluctant to come back. It turns out that the earth before the "Doomsday" is a place where the chosen ones can continue to suffer?

It's not that he has never been to a plane similar to the earth, but at that time they either landed in the barren mountain ghost village to break through, or landed on the front line of the war to save the world, or landed in the lair of monsters to fight monsters.And he is the most versatile eye.

No chicken rings, no fines, no masks.The only high priest in reincarnation, he is always a guest wherever he goes.

Unlike now, the sanitation uncle held the broom, took out his mobile phone, and said in a full-fledged manner: "Young man, are you sweeping me or I sweeping you?"

Ji Si didn't have a mobile phone, so he took out 100 yuan that hadn't been warmed up yet.

The sanitation uncle took the money, but found no 50 yuan cash in his pocket, and continued: "Young man, are you sweeping me or I sweeping you?"

Infinite loop!

……

A petty bourgeoisie cafe with dim chandelier and rich aroma.

Yu Mingyang, who is keen on playing DSLR, sat at the back table, kept the black coffee and the cake, and just kept flipping through the photos, with an obviously impetuous expression.

"How could it be? Impossible..."

Yu Mingyang spread out all the photos, and then swipe across the saved pictures in the phone, muttering to himself: "Even if the film is exposed, it won't be enough, why can't I take anything."

The twenty or so photos are snapshots taken when he took the No. 81 bus.Without exception, at the center of each photo is a dazzling man and the five-year-old who talks to him.

Front seat and back seat, innocence and tenderness.Children climb on seats, short-haired sweaters and cotton trousers; men tell stories, long-haired white robes and silver branches.One is the future, the other is the past, as if they are communicating across time and space, even if the sun is warming, it is not as beautiful as the warmth of this scene.

An ordinary bus, an ordinary journey, becomes meaningful and poetic because of a legend.

The beauty cannot be missed, and he quickly pressed the shutter.Originally, he had thought about seven or eight themes excitedly, but when the photos came out, he poured a bucket of cold water——

Halos, golden and silver halos, large areas cover the picture and blur the portrait.

He could only vaguely discern the outline of a "person" in the halo, but he couldn't see whether it was a man or a woman, or what he looked like.This is true of each one, without exception.

He once suspected that there was something wrong with the SLR, but when he took out his mobile phone to flip through the pictures, he found that the same was true for the pictures stored in the album.All the photos of that man were taken with halo eyes.

"It's funny..." Yu Mingyang took the photo on the table and laughed angrily, "It's strange, could it be that this man is still shining like the kid said?"

He took out his cell phone and dialed the number.

"Boss Si, can you do me a favor?"

"No problem, I want to find someone." Yu Mingyang said, "Chuanshu Rongcheng connects to Hufeng Town on the other side of the Zongheng Mountains, take bus No. 81."

"Wearing a snow-white robe, with soft long hair, tall and good-looking, the only shortcoming is that he is male."

"Why are you looking for him?" Yu Mingyang was amused, "Because he has his own special effects!"

The author has something to say:

PS: Ji Si: I bring my own special effects, and the Buddha's light shines everywhere.

Sino City: I bring my own BGM, which is as scary as a company.