Small wood

In the next few days, Amu’s memory was not very clear. In order to preserve their body temperature and strength, they all curled up on the stone bed to avoid wasting energy as much as possible.

But this alone is not enough, the hunger at the beginning is gone, although I am energetic, but I can't use half of my strength, the water for the next few days is all Gu Lin fetched, and then fed into his mouth .

Sometimes, he didn't even want to move his mouth to drink the water, his whole body was limp, he felt tired even after panting, everything he could see was shaking, and he felt dizzy.

I don't know how long it has been. When Amu opened his eyes again, he felt very sleepy. The sleepiness made people feel terrified, as if he would never wake up again after closing his eyes.

His lower back was warm, and he could feel that Gu Lin was constantly sending his internal energy to him.

"Young master..." Amu called softly, but the voice was as loud as a kitten that hasn't had enough milk, and the meow, meow, meow was extremely soft.

Gu Lin responded to him, and kissed his heart without letting go of the hand on his back.

Amu raised his head to look, and the things he saw in his eyes were a little whitish, as if separated by a layer of fog, vaguely.

He saw that Gu Lin's face was paler than usual, and his lips were bloodless, but he was still in good spirits, not as sleepy as him.

Amu blinked hard twice, yawned, rubbed a comfortable position on Gu Lin's body, and said in a daze, "I'm so sleepy..."

Gu Lin clasped his wrist, felt his pulse and listened, frowning slightly, he shook Amu's body slightly, and said, "Don't sleep."

Amu murmured, but couldn't open his eyes.

He also knew that he couldn't sleep, but he just couldn't open his eyes, as if all his strength was resisting his movement.

After a while, he only felt itchy on his nose, and something frizzy and hard brushed his nose, making him want to sneeze. He shook his head, but he couldn't avoid it.

"Amu." Gu Lin softly called his name: "Don't sleep."

Hearing Gu Lin's voice, Amu pulled himself together, opened his eyes with difficulty, and when he saw what was in front of him clearly, he was somewhat curious.

It was a grasshopper made of grass, with a fat body and a small and vivid head. The grass on its body was a bit yellowish in color.

Seeing that Amu was watching, Gu Lin put the grasshopper on him, and called softly, "Amu."

The withered yellow leaves and Amu's dust-stained clothes are almost the same color, and it is almost impossible to tell which is which when they are put together. Amu picked it up curiously and looked at it in front of his eyes.

Unexpectedly, Gu Lin yelled Amu at the grasshopper.

Amu looked at the grasshopper and then at himself, thinking that it really looked like him, so he laughed.He braced himself up, and tugged at the grasshopper's little butt: "It's so pretty."

Gu Lin smiled lowly, shook his hand, and asked, "Do you want to learn?"

Amu blinked, he knew that Gu Lin wanted him to do something, at least he wouldn't want to sleep.He nodded: "Yes."

The bed was made of stone, and a lot of long grass grew in the place where it was connected to the wall. Because there was no moisture, it was withered and yellow, but it was very tough. Gu Lin pulled out two copies, one for him, and one for himself. hand.

Gu Lin took a step, and Amu followed suit.

Those hands are more lustrous and beautiful than the milk stones in the cave. The fingers are long and strong, and the nails are round and full. When the dead grass is weaving between the fingers, Amu is fascinated, and often forgets to move his hands. .When Gu Lin stopped to wait for him, he felt sleepy again, grabbed the grass in his hand, and leaned his head on Gu Lin in a daze, and he didn't wake up until Gu Lin called his name.

The dry grass beside the bed fell all over the ground, and he didn't weave a single grasshopper.

In the end, I was really annoyed, I squeezed the grass in my hand, put it next to the one that Gu Lin had made up, and said angrily, "It's done!"

Gu Lin didn't speak, just smiled lightly, pulled out another piece of grass and put it in his hand.

Amu had no choice but to continue learning.

I don't know how many times I made it up, but Amu finally succeeded. Two grasshoppers were placed on him, one made by Gu Lin and one made by him.

In contrast, Gu Lin's is smooth, beautiful and lifelike. His hair is not to mention rough, and it is also very small, with a round head and an ugly appearance.

Amu looked at the two grasshoppers in his hands, and laughed: "No matter how you make it up, it doesn't look as good as your son."

Gu Lin whispered, "Try again."

Amu shook his head, he grabbed the two grasshoppers in his hand, closed his eyes and yawned, he was really sleepy, his eyelashes were wet, there were still teardrops in the corners of his eyes, and he muttered: "My lord ,I'm sleepy."

Gu Lin sighed, and put his hands on his waist again: "Go to sleep."

When hearing these two words, Amu fell into sleep almost immediately, but the heat transmitted from Gu Lin's palm was far less intense than the previous few times, and it was intermittent, as if exhausted, making people uneasy.

In his sleep, Amu was still worried. He remembered Gu Lin's bloodless lips and the dim fatigue at the corners of his eyes, but he was so tired that he couldn't open his eyes.

Then he had a dream.

In the dream, there was the neighing sound of Yun Duo, licking the wet and rough tongue on his cheek, and sniffing warmly.

And... a lot of people.

There is Qian Sheng, there is Zhou Xingping, there are happy words and joys in the ruined temple, there is A Niang, there are many people he has never seen before, and they wear long knives on their waists, which are different from Zhou Xingping's. They are very long, and the blades almost reach the ground.

They put his father's short knife back in the pouch on his waist.

And then, they wanted to carry him on their backs, but he held on to Gu Lin's sleeve tightly, unable to separate them.

At this time Qian Sheng came up, pinched his nose, pinched his face, trying to wake him up.

Amu hurriedly kicked his legs twice, the wicked Qian Sheng came to bully him in his dream.

Qian Sheng grabbed his leg, a smile appeared on his tense face, his eyes were bent like peach petals, and he said, "Like a pig, what's going on, you're still sleeping."

Amu didn't want to pay attention to it, it was his dream anyway, he could do whatever he wanted, he still held on to Gu Lin's sleeve firmly.

Zhou Xingping on the side sighed, stepped forward, pulled Gu Lin's sleeves with both hands, and separated the two of them.

Amu hummed uncomfortably, stretched out his hand and wanted to grab it, but was picked up by someone he didn't know. In the dream, the face of that person couldn't be seen clearly, and he only knew that his back was wide and warm, but There was an unpleasant smell of iron, like that of a bled fawn before death.

He said: "Master, hold on."

What kind of master, what kind of support, Amu couldn't understand, but felt that the dream was very strange.

But he couldn't think too much. The warm comfort on his back and the relaxation when he heard Qian Sheng's voice made him feel sleepy even in his sleep. Itches him.

He yawned, completely plunged into darkness, even the dream disappeared.

This time, he slept for a long, long time, it was dark but very comfortable, as if he was still in the forest with sweet grass and trees, drinking the porridge that tasted weird but delicious, and shooting arrows with his father Hunting, he even saw the majestic and vast panorama of the entire mountain forest more than once when he climbed to the top of the tree, which made his heart tremble with excitement.

He recalled those scenes over and over again, always feeling that something was missing.

One very important item is missing.

Yes, it was the person he saw in his house on his 15th birthday.

The person who was covered in scars, but had a peaceful and serene brow.

Wooden house, tunnel, tree hole.

Tong's house, snow land, town.

Broken temple, Zheng's mansion, tricky tree, stone house...

They have traveled so many places together.

And now, where is he now.

Amu opened his eyes almost immediately, sat up all of a sudden, and muttered: "Master..."

After a while, he felt that something was wrong, the place under his buttocks was too soft, and there was a delicious smell of the sun, and the things covering his body were also soft and comfortable.

When he looked up, he saw turquoise curtains with beautiful tassels that he had never seen before hanging on the four corners.

Amu blinked, shook his head, and lay back suddenly, pulling the quilt over his head, feeling that the dream was too real.

But the prick in his hand made him a little hurt. He spread his palms, and saw two grasshoppers that had been crushed to pieces by him.

He sat up in a daze, looked at the palm of his hand in a daze, and turned his head to look at the room in a daze.

Unexpectedly, there was a man standing next to him, a man in black and a black robe. He frightened him, and hurriedly shrank his buttocks and moved back. Seeing that he was frightened, the man took a step back, and then knelt on one knee with a knife in his hand. After getting down, he said after kneeling: "This subordinate is at fault and disturbed the master."

Amu held two grasshoppers, his eyes stared like two small grapes, he was sure that this person was kneeling towards him and speaking to him, but he couldn't understand or understand.

"Who are you calling?" Amu asked, his voice tense.

The man didn't lift his head: "Master."

Amu pursed her lips, her small face was tense, and she was about to get out of bed when she lifted the quilt.

But the man also moved, picked up the shoes he had placed beside the bed, and wanted to put them on for him.

Amu was so shocked that he didn't even dare to put his feet under the bed, and stared at him while hugging his feet.He took a look at the shoes, they were very beautiful and upright, he had lost them a long time ago, they were not his.

"Who are you?" Amu asked, his throat tightened, and he panicked.

The man replied respectfully: "My subordinate Lin Yi."

The surname is Lin?

Amu glanced at him secretly. Although the man in black clothes and black trousers was half kneeling on the ground, his height was almost the same as that of him sitting on the bed, which showed how tall he stood up.Although the face was straight, there was no expression on it, which made Amu feel a little scared.

He coughed lightly, and asked cautiously: "You, have you seen my son before?"

After Amu asked this sentence, he obviously found that Ji Dong's face became darker.