The mountain ghost blows out the lights

The spirit of Jianmu invaded along the bloodline to the depths of memory.

When Yan Jinping opened his eyes again, he found himself standing on a piece of soft forest land.

It was dark, it was a starless night.

The dark forest is dense and quiet, and it is impossible to see what lurks in the deep trees.Maybe it's because it's midnight now, or maybe there are other reasons, except for the occasional chirping of night owls, the whole mountain is quiet, filled with an unusual dead silence.

Yan Jinping looked around with great interest, everything around him was very real, the thin grass leaves drooped, the cold mountain wind pierced through the bones, and the small animals were hiding in the ground. Frozen at every turn, as if dead.

He recognized the place.

There should have been fluorescent lights all over the sky and a moon that broke free from the clouds.

pity……

Yan Jinping looked down at himself again.At this time, his long hair was tied neatly, and he was wearing clothes that were easy to move around. The cuffs and ankles were tied up with bandages, and a machete was tied on the forearm of his left hand. The blade and scabbard were very thin, not too heavy affect action.

He hasn't worn it like this for a long time...

The mountain wind brushed past the back of the young man's head insidiously, bringing an indescribable chill. Yan Jinping lightly pressed his fingertips tentatively on his chest, as if he was afraid of disturbing something or piercing the hole. Like a thin layer of skin, I touched it cautiously.

The flesh and blood where touched is fresh, the heart is still beating well in the chest cavity, and the body is still warm.

This confirms that this is Yueqing Mountain 15 years ago.

Fifteen years ago, Yan Jinping passed by Yueqing Mountain and rescued an unlucky child who was almost eaten by a snake on the mountain, and then rushed to Tunan City without stopping, stepping into the trap designed for him by the whole Tunan.

Fifteen years later, the child came to his door and pestered him to repay his kindness, but he didn't know that the favor was repaid as early as the same day.In fact, strictly speaking, Yan Jinping might still be in debt to Shen Lianxing.

He sighed softly, thinking about finding a time to tell Shen Lianxing about this.

The time now seems to be earlier than when he came here, and the night is not so deep. I'm afraid Shen Lianxing has just entered the mountain, and he is still wandering at the foot of the mountain with his small broken lamp.

The child has short legs and walks slowly. It may take a while to get to the place where the two of them met. He still has some time to do other things first.

Although it was a memory, it was absolutely impossible for Yan Jinping to just leave Shen Lianxing alone who knew something would happen.But just because it was a memory, he didn't need to wait, so Yan Jinping judged the direction and decided to take the initiative to finish the things that should be done early.

The pitiful fake mountain god on Yueqing Mountain was still sleeping coiled up in a tree, without even opening his eyes, he lost his head again inexplicably.

Yan Jinping cut off the snake's head neatly, held it up in his hand and looked at it before his eyes. He judged the snake's hideous appearance strictly, and came to a simple and rude conclusion: what an ugly head.

He already knew what would happen next, and he didn't have many scruples in his actions. Besides, Jianmu wanted to look at his memory, so it was useless to escape, so it was better to face it openly.

So this time, instead of rubbing the straw rope, he picked up a stone carelessly, broke the two poisonous fangs in the snake's mouth, and pierced the snake's mouth with the tip of the machete. With the bloody snake head on the knife, Shi Shiran went down the mountain to find Xiao Shen Lianxing.

As he expected, little Shen Lianxing was still near the foot of the mountain.He is only seven or eight years old now, with small arms and legs, and he walks slowly. He has difficulty stepping over a raised tree root. His little white face is a little lumpy, and he looks weak.The mountain road is not easy to walk, so you have to stop and take a rest after walking for a while.

It’s just that one hand is holding the lantern, but the other is always in the skirt of the clothes. I don’t know what I’m holding, and my expression is very tense. Whenever there’s a little trouble, I have to look around nervously, and find that it’s not a snake that’s coming to eat me. , and then breathe a sigh of relief.

He will still be very energetic, and he still has the energy to support his sudden behavior.

Yan Jinping was just passing by to help out, and didn't bother to take a closer look at the child.This time, I had the time to carefully observe Shen Lianxing when he was a child. It was really difficult to connect this cute child with the difficult man in the future.I just found it fresh and interesting. I stood in the shadows and watched it for a long time before coughing lightly and standing up.

Little Shen Lianxing was startled by him, thinking that some kind of beast in the mountains had finally decided to eat him, so he threw away the lantern—and then found out that this was a wrong decision, because the lantern would go out immediately, making him completely unable to see clearly The situation in front of him - he jumped back suddenly, and pulled out his hand from the front of his clothes, and held it in front of his chest in a defensive movement.

It turned out that what he had been holding was the Ming Ghost Fan that would be too cold for the wind in the future.

Yan Jinping didn't want to really scare him, so he took two steps forward, picked up the lantern that had fallen on the ground, twisted it on the wick, lit the fire, and said in the light of the fire: "Don't be nervous, I'm a human being!" .”

"Is the living dead?" Xiao Shen Lianxing was overly nervous and asked subconsciously.

Yan Jinping: ...

He put the lantern on the ground expressionlessly, shook the bloody snake head hanging on the scimitar in Xiao Shen Lianxing's horrified eyes, and introduced: "The living person is about to die. My name is Yan Jinping, and I am here to give you Gift giver, hello, nice to meet you, you're welcome, goodbye."

Xiao Shen Lianxing: "..."

His eyes turned back and forth several times on Yan Jinping's face and the snake's head, and finally asked suspiciously: "Do you know me?"

Not only acquaintance, but also fate.Yan Jinping thought, but he didn't say anything, just smiled inscrutablely, and said, "I won't tell you."

Xiao Shen Lianxing had nothing to do with him, so he had to ask again: "Then you...how did you know what I came up to the mountain for? Is this, is that man-eating mountain god?"

"It's a fart mountain god." Yan Jinping dreamed back to 15 years ago, and his temper seemed to have regressed.He saw that he was holding the knife all the time, but Shen Lianxing didn't take the head. He simply took off the snake's head and stuffed it into Shen Lianxing's arms. Shall Xiang make a wish? Anyway, I don’t want to.”

Little Shen Lianxing hugged the snake's head with one hand, and was forced to be covered in blood all over his body. Regardless of feeling sick, he showed a thoughtful expression.

"Okay, it's already so late." Yan Jinping patted Shen Lianxing's shoulder, put the lantern into his free hand, and said with a smile, "it's not good for a child to go to bed too late, I have something to do next, anyway It's not far from the exit, so I won't send you too much, you can go back alone?"

He was still in a hurry to die, so he didn't have much time to coax the children.

"...I don't want to go back." Unexpectedly, Shen Lianxing made a completely different choice this time than before. Not only did the child not go down the mountain, but he took a step towards him more eagerly, maybe because he was afraid that he would leave directly, but also Putting down the lantern, he stealthily picked up Yan Jinping's clothes.

He moved very cautiously, as if Yan Jinping hadn't noticed, but in fact his hands were extremely strong, if Yan Jinping really wanted to turn around and walk away regardless, he might tear a piece of his clothes.

"Where are you going?" Xiao Shen Lianxing asked with a serious expression, "I'll follow you."

……

"I'm going to die." Yan Jinping glanced at him, but didn't say no, but said softly, "Are you going with me too?"

Little Shen Lianxing said nothing, clutching the hem of his clothes tightly in his hands, lowered his head, and only showed Yan Jinping the top of his round head.

After a while, he said sullenly: "Without you, I would be dead now."

He is just young, not ignorant of good and bad.Although the identity of the person in front of him is a mystery and his motives are unknown, there is no doubt that he saved his life. Fifteen years ago, he spent almost all his energy climbing the mountain belt and being chased by snakes. He didn't think about it for a while, and he subconsciously followed what Yan Jinping said.This time, he just went up the mountain and quickly turned the corner. Knowing that he couldn't just pretend that nothing happened, he repeated softly but firmly, "I'm with you."

"...That's not necessarily true." Yan Jinping was silent for a while, then smiled, "With your ability, even without me, you may not be able to kill this snake. Thank me."

The child grabbed him and did not let go, with a firm expression on his face.

It turned out that Shen Lianxing had been so upright since he was a child.

"Really?" Yan Jinping couldn't convince him, it was his own memory, the child wouldn't get hurt, and taking him with him wouldn't delay anything, so it's time to take him to the theater, "That's fine, But I may not be able to take care of you at that time, you have to be smarter yourself."

"I'm very useful." Xiao Shen Lianxing pursed her lips, lowered her gaze, and motioned to Yan Jinping for the skirt of his fanned clothes, "Look, this is... This is a treasure from our family, called the Ming Ghost Fan, I Although I just learned to use it, it is a very powerful thing and should be able to help you."

As he spoke, he lowered his head in embarrassment: "But you are so strong...Maybe, maybe I'm too overwhelmed."

"Will it cause you trouble?" The child belatedly realized that he didn't want to take him with him, maybe because he thought he was too weak, so he let go of his hand awkwardly, held on to his clothes, and said, "Then ..."

"No, no." Yan Jinping suddenly interrupted his self-doubt, reached out and took the snake head out of his arms, set it on fire, then squatted down, and took the unknown little Shen Lianxing with one hand. into his arms.

The fresh blood on Shen Lianxing's body stained him again. He rested his chin on the shoulder of the unexplained child, feeling the slight rise and fall of his chest, the thin temperature, and the fact that he froze in the air for a long while, and patted him tentatively. The little hands on his back.

"Thank you," he said softly.

This is the belated kindness that he has been waiting for for 15 years.