Bamboo branch girl

After living in Rong Island for a month, not only did the situation in the desert not improve, but it became more and more on par with the residents on the island.

Ara has no expression on his face, not only has no tone of voice when speaking, but also often repeats one or two words or one or two sentences.Whenever Zhuji approached him and kissed him, he would neither refuse nor respond.

This is no different from carrying a moving puppet. The more Zhuji looked at it, the more sad she felt, so she washed her face with tears every day.

But Huang no longer coaxed people like before, and Ren Zhuji was crying there by herself.

Knowing that it is useless to shed too many tears, Zhuji gradually got used to the present barrenness.She just wants to leave Rong Island quickly, no matter where she goes, she will really go crazy if she stays on the island for a long time!

Natsume Ren is also very upset. Unless he becomes like the islanders, if he survives in Rong Island with a normal mentality, he will probably go crazy and become the second fat sea.

On the fifteenth day, Zhuji dragged Huang to sit beside the Hiruko well, waiting for the moon to rise.

After hearing this, Natsume Ren hurriedly packed up his baggage and followed Zhuji, as if he was afraid that he would be abandoned if he didn't pay attention.

That night, the sky was covered with dark clouds, but there was no light. The sea was also pitch black and there was no wind.

Zhuji threw a stone into the Zhizi Well, and it took a long time before she heard the echo of "Ding Dong".Then white smoke spread from the mouth of the well, and some rolling well water gushed out, almost scalding Zhuji.

Zhuji looked up at the sky, ran back to her original position and hugged Huang's arm tightly, muttering something, as if she was asking Huang, but also herself: "When will the moon be full? It's already fifteen."

Natsume Ren was the only one who answered her: "Today's weather is bad, or tomorrow, the day after tomorrow?"

Zhuji sighed in disappointment: "Oh..."

Xia Muren comforted: "Princess, don't worry too much, my spiritual vision seems to have improved a bit."

There are no lonely ghosts around Zhizijing, they are considered safe in this dark environment, but this will make people feel more scared.

There are many ghosts on Rong Island, but they are much more normal than the islanders. Natsume Jin occasionally chats with them, and sometimes seeks help from the ghosts.

"How to use the spirit vision?" Zhuji asked while asking Huang to hug her.

The Huang who lost his soul still hugged her habitually as usual.

Huh... Sure enough, the most comfortable time is when I am hugged by my brother, she is so tired from standing...(:зっ)っ

Xia Muren looked at Zhuji helplessly, and complained in his heart: Hey, this has become your mount!

He didn't dare to say it clearly, turned his head to observe the surrounding situation, and said: "This...hasn't been figured out yet. Usually it can only be used to look at those ghosts and monsters."

He circled around the Zhizi Well, but suddenly the ground shook slightly, the sea water raised slight ripples, and in the blink of an eye, it returned to its original calm.

Instantaneous changes are difficult for human eyes to record the process of events.But Natsume Ren was different. He opened his Spirit Vision, and soon saw a large pile of will-o'-the-wisps appearing out of thin air beside the bushes, and they all floated towards the Zhizi Well, hiding under a pile of strange stones.

What's under the stone?

Natsume Ren was thinking about it, when Zhuhime said, "Grandpa Ebisu hasn't come out since that day. My brother told me that he always felt that the ground under his feet was not real."

How could the current Lord Huang speak according to his own feelings?Is the princess thinking too much?Natsume Ren frowned: "Isn't it true?"

Zhuji put her arms around Huang's neck and let him run to the only place beside the Zhizi well where there were piles of stones.He did as he did, and gently placed Zhuji on the ground, and opened his lips and said, "It's not true."

Making Huang, who has lost his soul, speak is like making a stone bloom!Xia Muren couldn't imagine how much effort and grievance Zhuji had spent to make a wooden man speak!

Zhuji squatted beside the pile of stones in Zhizi Well, picked up another piece of gravel, and threw it into the mouth of the well.

Just like before, steam is rising from below, scalding well water is overflowing, the ground is shaking weakly, and the will-o’-the-wisps have started to rush into the crevices of the stones again...

"Well, some places are soft and red when stepped on, more like some kind of skin." Zhuji talked about her experience over the past few days.

She loves to dig, digging just enough to bury herself in and sleep.Sometimes I dug a hole in the bamboo forest, sometimes in the village, sometimes in Huang’s childhood home, and sometimes in the shrine.

She has a lot of experience in digging, and she knows better than anyone how deep the ground is.

But only on this island, the soil disappeared after digging, and the red, soft, skin-like thing at the bottom was exposed.When you touch it, it is as smooth as a boiled egg, but when you step on it, it is soft and firm.

Natsume Ren was puzzled: "Where is the certain place the princess mentioned?"

Zhuji patted the pile of stones: "There is a stone grass growing in this place."

Natsume Ren was startled: "Stones... stones can also grow things!?"

"Isn't it normal for there to be grass in the crevices of the stones?" Zhuji turned over the stones, and the blue will-o'-the-wisps dispersed and surrounded the mouth of the well, illuminating their sight.

It's really normal. I've seen a lot of people like Natsume Ren who came from the countryside, but the princess's words just now are too misleading!

This confused and clever princess often makes him dumbfounded.

At this time, the princess had gone somewhere, and when Natsume Jin realized it, she saw her asking Huang who was holding a bunch of blue will-o'-the-wisps: "Can I borrow your will-o'-the-wisps for fun?"

Ah?Why are these two siblings so strange?At one time they said they wanted to hug and hold each other high, and at another time they said they wanted to play with will-o'-the-wisps.Xia Muren's eyes turned into two peas, and he didn't understand what they wanted to do, and he became an outsider instead.

Afterwards, Zhuji led a bunch of will-o'-the-wisps, and ran from behind to intentionally scare Natsume Ren: "Xiaoren, I got the will-o'-the-wisps! Let's clear all the stones and grass here."

Xia Muren was so frightened that his legs went limp, he staggered and rolled a few times on the ground, and finally knelt down, hugged his head and cried for his father and mother.

When he knew that it was Zhuji who was scaring people, he patted his chest and let out a sigh of relief. While complaining to Zhuji, he reluctantly took the will-o'-the-wisps and stuffed them one by one into the crevices of the rocks.

Will-o'-the-wisps are untouchable in the first place, and ordinary people will disperse as soon as they touch them.But Zhuji and Huang who were present, as well as Natsume Hitoshi with Spirit Vision turned on, couldn't be called ordinary people.

The will-o'-the-wisps accumulated in the crevices of the stones, and they shattered when they touched the stones there.The whole pile of stones next to the Zhizi well has been turned into powder. If you pick up these stones and throw them into the well again, the water in the well will turn into a blue light that belongs to will-o'-the-wisps.

As soon as the water in the well gushed out, it rushed up a foot high like a fountain.

The water column fell down the soil with a splash, making a "chuck" sound, and there were wisps of heat in the soil.

Xia Muren's eyes were sharp, and he pulled Zhuji back a long way. Seeing the scalding hot water pouring out from the mouth of the well, he opened his mouth wide in fright: "Wow! What is this? Something like a nostril, what is it? Can spray water!"

"Red catfish... red catfish..." Zhuji began to mutter again.

Natsume Ren turned his head and asked, "Does the princess want to eat red catfish?"

Zhuji shook her head: "Because there used to be a sea monster that was transformed from a red catfish. If anyone went to sea in bad weather, the sea monster would jump out and scare them back."

The only one that can spout hot water is the legendary sea monster. Zhuji has only seen it in the Hundred Ghosts Illustrated Book, but has never really tried to touch it.

In this way, Rong Island was actually built on the back of the red sea monster!So, this leech well is the nostril of the sea monster?

According to the illustrated book, the sea monster will enter the digestion period on the night of the full moon, and then it will start to misappropriate the stored energy. After the energy is exhausted, the water in its stomach will naturally not be hot.

Zhuhime finally had some clues, and probably understood the reason why Ebisu here was called the red-faced Ebisu.

The sea monster is red, and the islanders are afraid of the red sea monster, not Ebisu.Once they couldn't find out the reason for the shaking of the earth, they demonized Ebisu.

The rise of the water column only lasted for a while, and then fell down quickly.The blue ghost condensed into a ball again, and floated back into Huang's hands.

Huang threw a ball of will-o'-the-wisp, and a hole exploded in the ground.

Zhuji and Xia Muren were dumbfounded.

Seeing such a faceless, silent, and coldly throwing will-o'-the-wisp Huang, Zhuji felt a little scared in her heart.After all, no god can use will-o'-the-wisps as weapons, throw them as they want, and blow them up as they want.

Doesn't it mean that the soul is gone?Why is he still doing his own thing?Natsume Ren's mouth twitched, suspecting that his original judgment was wrong.

It wasn't until he saw that Zhuji rushed over, and Huang Yi remained motionless, that he was sure that there was nothing wrong with his spiritual vision.

"In that case, the sea monster is the best monster." Natsume Ren returned to the topic just now, ignoring the sudden throwing of the will-o'-the-wisp.

At this time Zhuji was blinking at Huang, but he didn't move or look at her.

Like a deflated balloon, Zhuji pulled Huang and sat down on the spot, leaned against him casually, and sighed: "Not necessarily, after all, we are in the underground world, and everything is the opposite of the original world."

"Sure enough, people who look like a princess and have great ambitions have different ideas from us." Natsume Ren praised.

"You can't flatter me." Zhuji said, "My greatest wish is to be a bride in the desert. The others are not important to me at all, because in this way I will try my best to become a god, although there is no hope now."

Xia Muren couldn't understand Zhuji's logic, and twitched the corner of his mouth again: "People can't always live for others... Actually, gods are the same."

"I don't understand these principles at all. As long as my brother is here, I can go anywhere." Zhuji smiled sweetly at Huang, "My brother and I are waiting for the moon to come out here, and Xiaoren will go to the village if he wants to eat. Bar."

Xia Muren took out a few egg pancakes from his pocket and shook them: "Hey, don't worry, I have dry food here, so I can wait with the princess."

The princess is best at making omelets, and Natsume Ren has also learned how to make them.He took the eggs randomly from the houses in the village, and the islanders didn't say anything when they saw them.

No one would say the old saying that "everything on the island belongs to the Lord".

Pang Dahai had his mouth cut off by Zhu Ji, and four fingers were cut off, leaving Rong Island leaderless for a while.The Fenggong, farmers, craftsmen, fishermen, including women and children here are not interested in working, and they only eat and drink every day and night.

There is less and less food to be distributed, and some people starve to death and no one cares about it.

The author has something to say: The origin of the eight fires~

ps1: Huh, huh, taking advantage of the 2.5 times the probability, I drew 20 consecutive rounds, and only Brother Huang came.This is my third brother Huang, and it cut off my good temper!

ps2: High abuse ahead.

PS3: Well, happy Christmas Day, I went to church today.