[Yang Chan] Fei Tian

When Long Yan returned to the cave, there was such a scene: Ye Jianan was leaning on the arms of a woman in red, already in a deep sleep; the woman's face was like a peach blossom, with a smile on her lips, but that smile was ominous .

"Lin Lang..." Long Yan took a step back in shock, and after he settled down for a while, he suddenly became angry, "No, you are not Lin Lang!"

"Of course I'm not," the woman changed shape, the red clothes were taken away, Yang Chan sat on the stone bench, holding Canaan in her arms, the smile on her lips never faded, "Are you surprised? I'm actually laughing."

"..."

"I've already remembered what it's like to be happy," she said with a smile, her eyes half-closed. "In the summer when I was four years old, I begged my second brother to catch me a cicada...but when autumn came, the cicada was still there." died."

"What's so exciting about this." Long Yan lifted his son from Yang Chan's arms unhappily.

"Yes," Yang Chan said, "I held the dead cicada to look for my second brother, and cried a lot... In order to comfort me, the second brother found the neighbor's aunt and made me a malt candy."

"..."

Yang Chan closed his eyes, his expression intoxicated: "Sweet, so sweet maltose, it melts in the mouth. I have never eaten something so sweet and soft before, holding a candy in my hand, and even eating it , and I don’t want to throw away that bamboo stick. I ate it and wanted to eat it, but my second brother said that I was too young to eat more, so I had to have one. Later I learned that in those days, sugar was a rarity, and my second brother begged Mother took a lot of shredded silk, and then changed to that small one. In the end, something that even the second brother had never tasted, just came to my mouth..."

"Now that I think about it, that taste, it's sweet, it's also joy. What I like is that when I was young and ignorant, a single malt candy washed away the sorrow for the dead cicada." She opened her eyes, "After that , I can’t feel that kind of sweetness anymore. Until just now, when Canaan saw me pretending to be his mother, I had to say a few words of relief, and he cried—is this the cry of joy for a mortal?”

"Ridiculous," Long Yan couldn't bear to hear any more, "You use Canaan's longing for his mother to read his joy...that belongs to him, not yours!"

"But I have received his joy!" Yang Chan said with a smile, "Otherwise, what's the use of raising this child?"

"you……"

"Calculating, it has been 18 years since you and I released Canaan from the ban. The son of this fox naturally grows slower than the ordinary people at the bottom of the mountain. It doesn't matter. Sooner or later, he will grow up. You see, the incense of your Long family has continued because of me," Yang Chan immediately withdrew her smile, "Long Yan, I am not a kind person, I am just a person who has lost fun. I can save your father and son for fun, You can also kill you for fun. Whether you survive or not depends on how much you are worth to me."

Long slowed down his mood, and when he calmed down, he bowed his head reluctantly and said, "That's all I can do. Congratulations."

Yang Chan lifted the jade pot on the table and took a sip of wine: "Congratulations, what are you missing? The seven emotions in the world: joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, evil, and desire, I just recalled one taste, As you say, it's still not mine."

"how do you want to do it."

"Just now, a sentence from Canaan reminded me, and I suddenly had an idea," Yang Chan stood up, "It is: do the opposite, use the things of the Huashan Mountains to refine and nourish the seven emotions of others." Be mine."

"You..." Long Yan took a step back, "This is the method of evil spirits, one mistake will hurt other people's lives!"

"Are you scared?" Yang Chan watched Long Yan's movements, and a smile appeared on his lips again, "Don't worry, you are useful to me, how can I use you to make up?"

Long Yan was puzzled: "Why do you care so much about this earth vein thing... To you, it doesn't matter whether you have it or not..."

"It doesn't matter? In that case, let's talk about it after we get it."

She turned to open the stone gate and returned to the palace.

……

"Auntie, please let Third Sister take shelter at your house! She is seriously injured..."

"Hurry up, hurry up, don't implicate our family! If the heavenly soldiers turn back and see that you are alive and still in front of my house, then they will be punished!"

The wooden door was opened so that no one could squeeze in, and only half of the old woman's face could be seen in the dark room.

"Auntie! Auntie! Uncle is a well-known doctor, I just ask you to let him heal my sister...cough cough...as soon as my sister's injury is cured, we will leave immediately, uncle and aunt——!" A 12-year-old boy Kneeling down with a plop, "I, Yang Jian, have only kneeled down to the parents of heaven and earth. Today, I, I really have nowhere to go! I beg you! Even if it's just to take a look, please take a look at Sanmei!" He was so blunt. After kowtowing a few times, the old man who was hiding in the room and refused to see others couldn't help but feel a little moved.

"Jian'er, get up..." the old man shouted from a distance away from his wife, "Get up, don't knock again, your father won't feel at ease when you leave like this..."

The young man raised his head, and his face was filled with hope for a moment: "Uncle...you say that so you are willing to save Third Sister?"

"No, no, no, I didn't say that!" The old man hurriedly waved his hands like a splashing drum, and then said helplessly, "Jianer, why bother! Don't say it's me, even in this whole village, there will be no one It's up to you! Your family violated the rules of heaven, and the crime should be executed. You and your third sister are so lucky to survive, why can't you think about it? I advise you to leave Guanjiangkou as soon as possible. You, the Yang family! If the heavenly soldiers came back and saw that you were still alive and razed this place to the ground in a fit of anger, none of the folks here would be able to survive! Lao Yang met me once when he was alive, and these two cakes were made by my mother-in-law It's ready, after you eat it, take your third sister and go quickly to find another doctor, I... I have done my best to you Yang Jiaren!"

After finishing speaking, a furoshiki was thrown into the muddy ground with a bang, revealing two steamed cakes, which were also polluted by a little bit of muddy water.The two wooden doors were then closed tightly and never opened again in front of the two brothers and sisters.

"Second brother... Ah Chan... My heart hurts..." The five-year-old little sister murmured softly in a semi-conscious state.Yang Jian was stunned for a while, but he put his sister down from his back and hugged her tightly.

The weather in summer was unpredictable, and suddenly there was a heavy downpour, which just soaked the two of them, but they didn't even have an umbrella to cover the rain.

On the far side of this village, their home, which was fine yesterday, has already been turned into a handful of scorched earth under the looting of the heavenly soldiers.

"You... are all relatives and friends of your parents..." Yang Jian looked around at the closed doors around him, and muttered to himself, "Just pretend that my parents misjudged you, misjudged you..."

……

"Master, what are you thinking?" There were two figures, one big and one small, leaning against the side of the bed.The younger one just woke up, rubbed his eyes, and asked the one next to him.

"A happy thing." That one replied.

"What kind of joy?" Canaan asked.

Yang Chan, who turned into Ye Linlang, half stood up, and said lazily, "In this world, there are people who are willing to do their best to protect you, and this is something to be delighted about."

"Oh..." Canaan's sleepy eyes were dim, and he didn't understand half of what he said. Suddenly, a thought flashed through his bewildered thoughts, and it exploded in his mind like thunder, "Oh, I forgot to feed them today!"

So he jumped out of bed, and rushed out with his shoes on backwards, looking like he was too late.

Since New Year's Eve, Yang Chan has been pretending to be his mother from time to time in order to absorb the joy in his heart and fill her own needs.This kind of thing has been going on for some time.

As a son of a fox, Ye Jianan just being sucked into some emotions will not cause him much harm, but he still has to sleep for half a day before waking up. It is conceivable that if a mortal, he would not be able to hold on.

Yang Chan recovered her original body and followed Canaan out of the hall, surrounded by several foxes.Ye Jianan dug out the boar pork and divided it, and shouted: "Don't grab it, we have it all!" But he stopped, and he still preferred to share more meat with Cheng'er.

Cheng'er is one of the foxes raised by Canaan. He is the fattest and he loves the most.The group of foxes were all in one litter. They were found by Ye Jianan in the mountain depression in the spring of the previous year and brought back. They had just been weaned when they brought them back.

The vixen was dead and skinned nearby.You can see who did it.

"You really plan to feed them into pigs," Yang Chan said, "Remember what I told you?"

"Remember..." Canaan hugged Cheng'er, who was still struggling with a piece of meat in his mouth, "Then just keep them from leaving the cave! I've set up several barriers, and they won't be far away .”

Yang Chan pondered for a while and said: "Oh? You are quite talented. If I didn't teach you, I would set up some kind of barrier."

Ye Jianan knew that he had slipped his tongue, so he could only beg for forgiveness first: "Master's atonement, it was... my father taught me..."

"He never talks to you in front of me, but he teaches you these things in private..." Yang Chan turned and said, "Forget it, I don't have the same knowledge as him. But as a teacher, I have to remind you, these foxes, you can lock them up for a while , can’t be closed for a lifetime. When the time comes, they will still have to run out.”

"I see……"

"Do you still remember the teacher told you the origin of your name?"

"remember."

"Your name was chosen by your mother. Canaan is the same species as Chenxiang, but it grows in the west, but the essence is still the same..."

"Yes."

"My teacher said, if you want to raise them, you must raise them to the end. After all, you are the same kind as your mother, so don't neglect," she said here, bending down, stroking the fur of another fox, "If they die, don't cry .”

"Yes……"

But children of this age generally go in one ear and out the other.Seeing him hugging the fox, Yang Chan smiled again, and knew that Canaan didn't take her words to heart.

It's no wonder that this child left his mother since he was a child, and has never seen her death. Since then, he has only lived with her and Long Yan, and has never experienced a more real parting between life and death.

She watched him until a melodious flute sounded, leading her out of the cave.

The warm wind blows on the face, bringing a few scents of flowers.

Spring is here.