Taoist is a plush control

Gu Wangshu was stuck in the muddy water, his body was covered with mud, he was just lying quietly, but he seemed to be sinking non-stop, hundreds of invisible hands were pulling on his body, yelling, "Let's fall, let go, it's over."

He felt that his body was gradually losing temperature, so cold that his teeth were trembling, his limbs were numb, and in the end, he didn't even have the strength to curl himself up together.

He often wondered if he was going to die like this in this muddy water, like a nameless flying ant, a ditch rat, or an inconspicuous grass seed, rotten into mud and melted in the water, no one knew, no one knew. People care.This feeling of near-death despair is really too familiar, so familiar that he even thinks that the pain and numbness is the meaning of his life.

The mud gradually spread over his face, and his mouth and nose were filled with bitterness, saltiness and astringency. He couldn't do anything, and he couldn't shout out. He was afraid that if he opened his mouth, his mouth would be filled with mud and he would choke.

In the end, the instinct to survive forced him to raise his hand to the sky, and he opened his eyes in pain. The dazzling sun radiated gorgeous seven-color halos in his eyes, which was so beautiful and dangerous. Ruanxin, weeping like rain, but he still stubbornly opened his eyes, until the brilliance dispersed into a blurred halo in his concubine-colored pupils, pulled away the cloudless and clear sky in front of him, and shattered into messy and disordered color blocks. Use a pen with wet water on the beautiful picture scroll to dye through the blurred cracks.

He was praying to heaven and God, and he was so sad and tearful.But he didn't cry, the tears she shed were just the teasing of him by the brilliant sky, the punishment of the sun god, and the blame for why he didn't hide in the dark and dark corner all his life to fend for himself.

The arm that was supporting him was the last of his strength. He held it until his eyes became dizzy and his consciousness faded away. He once begged God to let him go, save him, pull him out of the quagmire of the world, and hope for a chance of survival. He has raised his hands thousands of times like this, and prayed thousands of times...

God never answered him once.

A stabbing pain in his lower abdomen pulled him back from the verge of fainting. He knew that he had been kicked in the stomach. He wanted to curl himself up. He moved his half body entangled in mud clumsily and with difficulty. The feeling of touch enveloped his whole body, draining all his strength.

The arm finally hangs down weakly, the buzzing in the ears gradually turned into a sound, full of laughter and sarcasm, seeing him struggling and wriggling like a fly trapped in a spider web, his body was filthy, before he thought he had lost consciousness At that moment, a pair of hands grabbed his hair and dragged it in the muddy ground. Gu Wangshu could clearly hear the creepy sound of his hair breaking, and the severe pain caused by the soreness and tearing of his scalp, without any resistance. With the rest of his strength, despair and grievance poured into his chest, and in the end it would only turn into screams and screams, tearing the ground and the sky.

There seems to be hatred, there is utter desperation, why did the hatred not save him, no one can save him, no one will come, even the gods, even the gods can't hear it.

Gu Wangshu couldn't be more clear about who he was and where he was. He could see the small hand that he raised just now, weak and insignificant. It was himself, the self when he was five or six years old.

He tilted his head and saw a broken and torn paper umbrella between the legs and feet of the group of children beating him. He knew that it was the urchins from the town below the mountain who saw him as strange, relying on his age and height. , they often treat him as a monster to catch and bully.

It was not easy to be let go, but he missed the morning class time, and he was out of shape, and he had to be punished and scolded.

How many times, I can't count it, I became numb, maybe one day I was really played to death, so I don't have to suffer anymore.

No one will come to rescue him, so he can only endure it, and when they get tired of playing and boring, they will naturally disperse.How many times has he begged his only senior brother at that time to accompany him, begging him to save him... But Gu Changqing's heart of a stone man and stone horse has never been shaken by him.

I can't remember clearly, maybe he really saved himself, how many times he passed out in the wild, and still woke up alive in the house.Even if he got to the end, he really hoped that he would never wake up again.

I just don't know why today, Gu Wangshu decided that he would not come.With his little head of five or six years old, he couldn't figure out why he thought this way.The thoughts stuck in his heart, as if he seemed to hate himself so much that he was about to kill himself with a sword, he couldn't figure it out, and couldn't continue to think about it.

Because he found that the group of lunatics had begun to tear his clothes.

With their distorted laughter, the mud splashed vigorously, and the cold touched the skin, and the goose skin all over the body immediately.He was so scared that he was dying of fear, but he stubbornly blocked the most humble plea in his throat like those lunatics yelled.

I was so scared that I could only pray in my heart, praying to the heaven that had never heard a word from him, begging him to save myself.

Oh God, help me.

Someone help me.

The sound of falling water rang in my ears.One drop, two drops, three drops, four drops...

Mixed in this violent laughter, it became more and more clear.His body was drenched and chilly, and he couldn't tell whether it was the sound of rain or water.He was in so much pain that his mind was blurred by the pain, and he failed to notice that the clear sky was filled with dark clouds in an instant, turned into blackness that covered the sky, and then disappeared in an instant, this strange transformation from clear to dark.

Five drops, six drops, seven drops...

The infinitely magnified sound of falling water gradually overwhelmed the noise.

This innocent child thought that probably he was really dead. He heard the extremely cold spring water in the underworld, and the air was filled with a cold and damp atmosphere.Until there was a sharp sound, the violent rain of fists and feet came to an abrupt stop.He was terribly frightened, his breathing was so frightened, and his chest hurt from fear.

It turns out that even a person who wants to die with all his heart will still be afraid if he really stands on the top of the gate of death.

Little Gu Wangshu's trembling eyelashes were entangled like a moth with broken wings, but he couldn't suppress his desire to survive. He tentatively spread out his remaining wings, half of his face sank in the muddy water, and the eyes that had just been stabbed by the strong light were mixed with water. Stains, in the blur, there seems to be a person standing, the corners of his gray clothes are soaked in muddy dirt, and his figure casts a shadow, covering him from the sun.

His pupils suddenly dilated, and his unfocused eyes were dull and sinking into the stains on the hem of the clothes, like a white lotus blooming perfectly in the dirtiest and foulest places.

"It's all right," said the man. "Little monster, I'll take you home."

The man picked him up from the filthy mess that reeked of rot, and carried him into his arms.He was shivering violently from the cold, unable to utter a word, even though the man wrapped him in his clothes, he was still worried whether he would dirty the clean cloth or make people unhappy...

Until he smelled that person's familiar and intimate body odor.But even if I racked my brains, I couldn't think of where I smelled it, who it was, it was...

Is it God?

Is it a prayer from the bottom of my heart, has it finally been heard by God, has God... come to save him?

With a sore nose, this devastated child finally couldn't bear the great grievance, buried his face, and cried out everything.

***

Ai Ye has spent more than half a stick of incense in this view of Qingxu, but she still has no clue. She can only see that she is becoming more and more blurred, and she no longer belongs to this nightmare.He was led to an uninhabited place again by a naughty dog. He was probably caught by a nightmare and deliberately led him away.

Hold.Forget it.

Ai Ye thought about it.Anyway, Gu Wangshu is a mortal, and he was unlucky to meet him and kill him, so he wouldn't sacrifice his thousands of years of cultivation to save a mortal, right?It's better to just go out and let him fend for himself. I will go back and walk the path I should go.

Although he was feeling very uncomfortable, he didn't know what was going on with him, why he was so upset because of a mortal.

……

"Hold him down!"

"I held it down! You quickly break his hand away!"

"what----!"

A childish scream pierced through the uncomfortable and gloomy atmosphere, and resounded over the entire barren courtyard, making Ai Ye, who had already turned around to leave, stand on end in shock.

Ai Ye jumped onto the wall, and there were several boys in the yard who seemed to be in their early teens, who seemed to be around something noisy.When he took a closer look, a boy in the middle was sitting on a little doll who looked only five or six years old, holding a handful of hair in his hand and pulling it hard to force the doll to look up.

The long hair full of dead leaves and filth that was torn in his hand was white and shiny.

The doll's hair was pulled, and the face that was forced to raise was staring straight at the sun, and it closed its eyes tightly, screaming in pain, tears soaked the entire front, and the face was covered with bruises. Sludge that seems to have been trampled on.

"Hey, step on it tight, don't ask him to bring his hands together, otherwise he will not be able to play boring if he has to support that bastard guard tactic!"

"I'm trampled to death!"

The other boy giggled and increased the force on his feet, crushing and trampling the little hand that was sunk in the muddy water.The other arm was also twisted on the back and could not move, and the suppression on the body could not resist at all.As the boy exerted force under his feet, the bones of his five fingers were broken and he couldn't get rid of the severe pain in his heart no matter what!

"what……!!"

"Let me go... please..."

All that was left was a weak and extremely humble beg for mercy.

The boy kneeling on his body became even more excited after hearing the begging for mercy, as if he had acquired some great toy, and also seemed to feel that he was some kind of big hero.Just shouted excitedly,

"Demon, let's die hahahaha!"

"I'm really afraid of the sun. It's interesting. It's a gutter rat that gave birth to you, hahahaha!"

"Eat me with an evil-breaking sword!"

Snapped--

The willow stick as thick as a little finger kept hitting the small and helpless body again and again, causing the whole body to tremble with pain.

The leading boy turned him over to face himself, and asked his companion with a smirk.

"You said his face was so white, so could his "thing" be white too?"

"Do not touch me……"

"Asshole...don't...ah!"

There was a ripping sound, and the skirt was ripped wide open.

The skin that was as crystal clear as jade was directly exposed to the sun, and the upper layer of erythema soon spread, gradually turning into a caramel color.

It's sunburn.

His body is unbearable.

Hearing such hoarse begging for mercy, the leading boy didn't show any signs of stopping, after all he was having fun, instead he moved his hands to his pants.

"Where are you going to touch it, little brat!"

Dozens of icicles fell from the sky, and in a flash of cold light, they pierced through those troublesome boys in an instant!With a bang, several people turned into a cloud of thick smoke and dissipated.

Little Gu Wangshu quickly shrunk himself into a ball, trembling fingers that were red and swollen from stepping on them, and was about to make a trick when he grabbed him into his arms.

He was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe out, but kept trembling and choking.

Seeing his appearance, Ai Ye felt distressed as if he had been gouged out by life.Don't say it's Gu Wangshu, even a strange child, he can't see this kind of grievance.Quickly wiped his face roughly with his sleeve, and then pressed the child deeply in his arms.

Little Gu Wangshu kept pushing into his arms, his hair rubbing against Ai Ye's naked/exposed chest and itching.Like a drowning dog just fished out of a pond, his whole body is as cold as a piece of ice, and it is also a piece of bloodless white jade. When he senses the warmth on Ai Ye's body, he desperately sticks to it, like a nestling bird eager to return to his nest. Seeing the protection and warmth of the big bird, the small body buried its face and cried in a mess.

Seeing that he was drilling hard, Ai Ye untied the thin fur coat outside and wrapped it for him.I didn't know how to coax him, so I could only pat him on the back, lest he cry too hard, and stop choking myself.

Ai Ye stayed where he was, and seemed to understand the meaning of the sentence he said to himself on the cliff at this moment.

——It is better for people to be afraid of me than for me to be afraid of people.

After suffering too much bullying and abuse, how can I talk about reconciliation with this world.

Gu Wangshu... Is that how he came back to life?

He straightened the messy hair of the doll in his arms, and could only let out a sad sigh.

Mortals are really weird.There are thousands of living beings in the world, all of which are unique, and there will always be people who are unique and unique.Such a simple truth, why not understand it.

It's even worse than this muddled demon way.

Even though nightmares are hallucinations, none of them arise without reason.All things are formed by the host's resentment. Although the scene and environment are imaginary, the events in this dream are all actual events experienced personally.He didn't expect that such a past was hidden under Gu Wangshu's indifferent and indifferent expression.

Ai Ye looked around and found that after getting close to Gu Wangshu, the illusion seemed to become more weird.

An old dead tree with a crooked neck in the abandoned courtyard hangs down like a nearly hundred-year-old man, and hangs many dark blue climbing vines with unknown names.

The dark and wet mud is densely crawling with ghost-faced crabs looking for food. A big fish whose head has been peeled off to reveal crimson flesh and a tail intact is constantly thrashing and struggling in the muddy water. Suddenly, the sun is shining in the sky. Gao Zhao suddenly dark clouds overwhelm the city.

After those little bastards dispersed, they felt chills everywhere, only the sound of dripping water from nowhere amplified infinitely.

All the untimely scenes reminded him that this place was a nightmare that swallowed up human consciousness and strangled everything.

The illusion created by people's subconscious and deep-seated fear is unpredictable and dangerous. No one knows what unexpected things will come out of the next second from which unreasonable place.

He lowered his head and looked at his hands, and sure enough, as the nightmare said, once he intervened in this nightmare, he would be in a desperate situation.Just now, the body that was still translucent and empty, now exists together with the person in the dream, clearly and forever.

Ai Ye smiled in relief, and suddenly felt that it was no big deal.He once thought it would be better to leave Gu Wangshu here and run away by himself, but the lingering restlessness overwhelmed him until he couldn't breathe, everything was wrong, everything was not going his way.On the contrary, it is more comfortable.

At worst, we will die here together. Anyway, right now, you and I are both dead, and we are just trying to survive.

What's more, if you give it a go, you may still have a chance.

Thinking of this, Ai Ye mobilized all five senses and instincts with extreme sensitivity. After all, from now on, the two of them became grasshoppers on the same rope. If something happened to Gu Wangshu, he would inevitably pay for it together. What kind of resistance does a child who can cry but has no strength to restrain the chicken make, not to mention...

Ai Ye held the crying little Gu Wangshu in his arms, weighed his body and lifted his little butt onto his left arm, so that he could sit more comfortably, and he could have a hand to deal with accidents.

"Little thing, don't be afraid, look at me."

Little Gu Wangshu put half of his body on his shoulders, his body was shaking violently because of fear, and his face was still buried tightly.Ai Ye leaned close to his ear and said something in an extremely gentle voice. "It's me. I'm here to take you out."

"No... woo woo woo... I don't want to watch, I can't watch..."

The doll just buried her face and cried fiercely.He wasn't afraid of the person who was holding him, he was just afraid that if he looked at him, he would run afoul of the gods, and the gods he had summoned so hard would be like foam on the surface of water, with willow catkins swirling and colorful clouds easily scattered, but then, there was no one who could catch him again. live things out.

His small hands tightly clutched the collar of Ai Ye's chest, wrinkled and twisted into a ball, like grasping a life-saving straw.

Uneasiness surged to the top of his head, and he looked at the doll in his arms in horror.Although Ai Ye didn't know that the little Gu Wangshu at this moment was only afraid of him disappearing suddenly, so he was so nervous like a frightened rabbit, he only knew that Gu Wangshu couldn't recognize him now.

The nightmare of life and death has no boundaries of time and space. Although Gu Wangshu at that age should not have known him, he is still a child here, as long as he is willing to think, he can still remember the person he has missed in this life.This illusion that changes at will will also change the time scene accordingly. Only when he remembers him and realizes that he is in the current crisis, can Gu Wangshu turn into an adult and fight side by side with him.

Even so, if you insist on explaining to a mortal cub who is only five or six years old that everything is not true now, we will all die if you stay any longer. You have to quickly recall the memories of 20 years later, think about who I am, Where are we, are we trapped by something, at your age, if we fight together, maybe we can get out alive...

It's just daydreaming, whimsical.

"Xiao Wangshu, if I don't leave, I won't leave you behind. By the way, I have white hair like you! Don't believe me, open your eyes and see?"

Hearing this, the little thing in his arms seemed to calm down a bit, choked up and down, raised his weeping face carefully, bit his mouth and moaned for a long time, and then tentatively narrowed his eyes open.

There was no fatal sun as imagined, nor was there any halo of gods and immortals, only Ai Ye's big sleeves tightly covered his head to block him. He was an ordinary person, with the gray ponytail he had tied on his head just now. , imposing.

This tender little face seemed to recover from a daze for a long time, staring at him with watery, round, light pink eyes.He doesn't know this person, and he is not an untouchable god, but he is almost the same as the god in his heart. The kindness that tolerates all the sufferings in the world, behind him is reflected by the warm sun, bright eyebrows, shining brightly .

Little Gu Wangshu sniffed, stretched out his bruised and weak hands, and stroked his hair piously and earnestly.

"So soft..."

It was the first time he saw viviparous white hair like himself when he was so old. The hair was as soft as a ball of cotton, and his little face couldn't help being stunned for a few moments.

Ai Ye looked at this round, watery, tender and flushed little face, which was on the verge of life and death, in a place of despair, and couldn't help laughing fondly.

It's really hard for him to connect the cutie in his arms who wants to be rubbed hard with Gu Wangshu's cold-faced, hard-mouthed and closed-mouthed person.

"Big brother, you...are you a demon?"

Little Gu Wangshu was fiddling with his long high ponytail. Since he is not a god, there is only one explanation.

"Yes. Then guess what kind of demon I am?"

"Brother, you are so soft, you must be a little rabbit monster."

Um……? ? ?

Ai Ye didn't know whether to laugh or cry for a while, okay you boy, if I teased you back then, did you really return it to me intact?But in the face of such a human cub, he couldn't bear to go back again. If he caused trouble, he could only pamper him.

"Okay, okay, I am what our little Wangshu says..."

"Big brother, what's your name?" Little Gu Wang asked him with a trembling voice.

My name is Ai Ye, and I'm here to help you. He patted the doll on the back so that he wouldn't cry so hard. "Let's see who dares to bully you again in the future." "

"Then... Why did Brother Ai help me?" Little Gu Wangshu asked with sobs in a childish voice.

Ai... Brother Ai?

Ai Ye was so amused by the doll in front of him, how could this person, no matter whether it was 20 years ago or 20 years later, have decided on a demon society with a human surname.

But for some reason, this name is inexplicably satisfactory.

The dark clouds over the head hit again, and the whole space became hot and humid, making it very uncomfortable.A greasy sound came from the ground, Ai Ye vigilantly protected the doll in his hand, and looked towards the dead tree.A layer of dirty water gradually emerged on the ground and covered the insteps, and a large number of disgusting flesh worms began to pour out from the roots of the tree!

"Because you have nice white hair too. I like it."

After listening to his explanation, little Gu Wangshu suddenly had red eye circles again, and his nose twitched several times... and burst into tears!

Even worse than crying just now!

"But I hate... woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

"If I...if I wasn't white, they wouldn't bully me all day long...

Ai Ye's temple twitched suddenly.Having never touched a mortal cub before, I realized that I really don't know how to persuade a child.

"Don't...don't cry, I'll find what our little Wangshu likes to eat, okay!"

Ai Ye frantically searched for all the memories of when he was a little leopard in his mind, although it has been too long and the picture is blurry...

He only remembered that time, in the snowy and extremely cold place, where not a single blade of grass grew or saw anything, when he was too tired, hungry, and uncomfortable, if his brother brought him a rabbit back, he would immediately stop crying and become happy .

"Osmanthus cake……"

It seems that this method really works.Little Gu Wangshu stopped crying, sobbing, and secretly replied in a mosquito-like voice.

Ai Ye only felt that he was difficult to care about, and at the same time, he had to guard against backstabbing, and at the same time he had to coax the child.

Gu Wangshu, you wicked bastard, when will you think of me!When will it get bigger!

He even suspected that Gu Wangshu was full of mischief, deliberately maintaining a childlike appearance to tease himself.

"Okay, okay, Brother Ai will take you to find sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, you must hug me and never let go!"

It's probably because the world runs according to Gu Wangshu's ideas. As soon as the idea of ​​osmanthus cake came up, he was lying in Ai Ye's arms, pointing behind him with his small hands on his shoulders.

"Brother Ai, there is sweet-scented osmanthus cake over there."

Ai Ye felt strange and turned around in the direction of his finger.

On the old dead tree that was just covered with meat worms and soon rotted, it was full of fragrant and steaming sweet-scented osmanthus cakes.

It's really... disgusting enough!

Instinctively refused to go over to pick him the sweet-scented osmanthus cake made from worms, but she was afraid that Gu Wangshu would make trouble again.Thinking to myself, it was just a dream anyway, and it wasn't really dirty, and I wouldn't be poisoned to death if I ate it, so I took steps in the dirty water, step by step towards the place where the sweet-scented osmanthus cake was dripping. old tree walks past.

Ai Ye stepped on the mud flat with all her concentration, for fear of stepping on something that shouldn't be moved.On the other hand, the little Gu Wangshu only had an innocent expression on his face, shaking his two little feet excitedly. He didn't know what kind of life-and-death crisis he was in right now, and he was still muttering words.

"Osmanthus cake, osmanthus cake, osmanthus cake, osmanthus..."

"Wow...my sweet-scented osmanthus cake..."

"I said little ancestor, why are you crying again!"

Ai Ye felt that he now had two big heads in one head.Before he decided to get into this muddy water, he didn't expect to have a child.

"No more woo woo woo..."

"what…?"

Ai Ye's back felt cold, the hairs all over stood on end, it was dangerous!It was Fei who glanced sideways, his pupils trembling!

The sweet-scented osmanthus cakes that were full of trees turned into sword wings to attract butterflies, and flew straight towards the two of them!

Butterflies attract dreams, but no one ever said that butterflies are made of knives!