Fu Lan remembered that it was the late autumn season, and the mountains were full of yellow tallow trees and red chicken feet maple. When he was twelve years old, he left the southern border for the first time, and he went north with the black cat, searching for the ruins of miracles along the way, all the way to the Wujiang River. The scenery of Wujiang River is very different from that of southern Xinjiang. The mountains here are exquisite and beautiful, and the color of Qinglingling is like the luodai on a woman's eyebrows. The farther north, the more peaceful it is, the dynasties in the world are unified, unlike the southern border, where the demon clans fight endlessly. Fu Lan found a cave in the mountain bag to rest and stayed for a long time.
Until one day, when the black cat went out hunting, he actually picked up a little baby in a blue cloth jacket.
The black cat picked out a broken casserole and put it on the ground, and said, "I'm lucky today, I met a little doll who was alone, and it happened to be the old man's ration. Look at him, the old man will go to find some firewood."
This doll was born white and tender, with swarthy eyes, staring at Fu Lan without blinking. Fu Lan ignored him and meditated with his eyes closed. After a while, he heard a rustling sound, and it was the doll crawling towards him. He still didn't move, the doll climbed onto his arm, his arms sank, and the soft scent of milk on the doll's body covered the tip of his nose. Then, there was a soft kiss on the cheek.
He opened his eyes, and the doll in his arms smiled and rolled his eyes, "Brother fairy, it's fragrant and beautiful!"
The cat later said that puppies were born scumbags, and that was right.
It didn't take long for the black cat to come back, set up the firewood, and was about to put the casserole on it. He stretched his head and saw that there was a stinky dung in it. The black cat was so angry that he asked, "Who did it!"
The doll pointed to Fu Lan, "It's my brother."
"Fart," the black cat said, "you don't eat or drink dew, where is the shit? You pulled it, and you lied!"
The doll lowered her head and pointed her fingers, "But I can't hold it any longer. My mother said that you can't pull the stinky smell on the ground."
The black cat loves to be clean, and the casserole was stained with feces, so it was absolutely unusable, so he thought about roasting it directly. The dog didn't know that he was in danger, and he was about to become the ration of a monster. He still poked Fu Lan's cheek and asked, "Is my brother dumb? Why ignore me?"
"Because he hates you." The black cat said angrily.
"Why does my brother hate me?"
"Because you are mortal, we monsters hate mortals."
"Why do you hate mortals?" the dog asked.
The black cat was mad, "Don't ask me, ask him to go!"
Sometimes Fulan doesn't understand why there are so many problems with the dog. Fulan has heard that the father and relatives of the dog are Shenwei. That man is a genius of kendo that is rarely seen in Xianmen in a hundred years. When he was still alive, three thousand Immortal Sect regards him as the beacon of the world, the hope of the inheritance of Taoism. The puppy is his son, but in terms of brains, the puppy probably follows his mother.
The doll began to chatter in Fu Lan's ear, "Who are you? Why do you have a monster cat grandpa? Why do you live in the mountains, don't you go to the village to live with everyone?"
"Why doesn't my brother eat or drink, won't my brother be hungry if he doesn't eat?"
"Why does the old man at the entrance of the village have no hair on his head? Sometimes his head glows."
"Why does Grandpa Cat have six teats and we only have two?"
Fu Lan said nothing, silently turned around to face the wall, and covered her ears with her hands.
Puppies are really noisy.
The black cat was drilling wood to make fire, and when he heard the dog's last question, he suddenly woke up and scolded, "You son of a bitch, when did you peek at the old man's body!"
Fu Lan finally sent the puppy down the mountain. The black cat agreed awkwardly. After all, such a doll is too noisy to make rations. But the biggest reason was that he urinated on Fu Lan. This was the first time in his long life that someone urinated on him. The guy even said cheekily, "Brother Xiang has become a stinky brother."
But even the black cat didn't think that the doll would come to the door by himself. It can be seen that the puppy really follows his mother in terms of brain. After noon the next day, the dog cub took a red rope and led a little hen, and clambered up the mountain. No one would have thought that this four-year-old baby could recognize the way, and the hen behind him was dragged to death by him, and there was only half a breath left.
The black cat was very happy, saying that this doll had abandoned the darkness and turned to the light, defected to the world, and became their monster's servant.
But Fu Lan's nightmare came again, and the puppy began to tangle around him, "Brother, look, I can fart with my mouth." As he spoke, he pursed his mouth and made a "poof" and "poof" sound.
Fu Lan: "… "
"I also spit bubbles with saliva." The pup pouted again and spit out a transparent saliva bubble. When the bubble burst, he smiled at Fu Lan. His mouth was so dry that Fu Lan ignored him, the dog wrinkled his face, and said, "Why doesn't my brother get along with me? My mother said that I was born beautiful, and everyone who saw me liked me."
Fu Lan was silent for a while, and finally spoke, "She lied to you. You are noisy and annoying."
The puppy went back crying.
On the third day, when the dog came up, he brought a bowl of braised pork, and the black cat licked it all. When he was full and full of food, he found that the kid, the dog, was silent for the first time in the world, squatting by the wall and pulling weeds. The black cat walked over and asked him, "What's the matter with you? Why don't you get along with the idiot? Yesterday, I wanted to grow up on him."
"Hmph." The dog turned his head, but remained silent.
The black cat hooked him with its tail, and he was willing to say, "Brother broke my heart."
"What's wrong?"
"Yesterday my brother said he hated me and said I was noisy," the dog said. "I just waited for so long, and my brother didn't come to coax me, and I will never get along with him again."
"Don't pay attention to him, the old man is good to you." The black cat said, "The braised pork you brought today is delicious, continue to bring this to me tomorrow."
"Hmph," the dog pokes the ground with a grass stalk, "My brother is as bad as my mother, and I won't pay attention to you anymore. My mother ignores me, and my brother ignores me. I'm angry, and you don't coax me. I'm so good at coaxing, just coax it."
The pup choked back again. Only later did Fu Lan find out that at that time, A Fu washed clothes every day to work, leaving early in the morning and returning late, so she fostered the puppy in the house of the old aunt Shen Auntie in the village. The black cat is called the woman's old goddess. She received Afu's money, but she didn't take care of it sincerely. Jingri played leaf cards in the courtyard and locked the puppy in the house alone. The puppy has teeth with teeth under the buttocks. He couldn't wait. He moved the bench to the windowsill, turned it out by himself, went outside to play, waited for the sun to set, and turned back.
That's when the black cat grabbed him.
The pup was sullen that day and didn't go home directly. After walking in the mountains for a long time, after the walk, it has been far away from the path. He couldn't recognize the road and walked around. The setting sun fell into the gaps in the leaves, making mottled spots on his face. The puppy pursed his mouth, and kept saying, "Brother stinky, mother stinky. Everyone is stinky, only puppy is fragrant."
Suddenly, a building ball rolled to his feet. The pup looked up, and a boy with a pale face was standing in the distance.
The boy didn't speak, just stared straight at him. When the dog picked up the building ball and raised his head again, the boy was already in front of him.
The pup was startled and fell to the ground, his butt hurting.
Picking him up with one hand, the dog raised his head and saw Fu Lan's white jaw and cold eyes.
"Brother." The pup murmured. When he turned to look again, the boy was gone. There was only one building ball rolling around on the ground.
"You're so bold, you're not afraid of bumping into something dirty." The black cat lay on Fu Lan's shoulder, "Don't stand there foolishly next time, remember to run. Run into a bright place, that thing is afraid of it. Light, I dare not chase after you."
Fu Lan sent him to the ridge, stood under the setting sun, and watched him go home. The dog turned back three steps, and the thin boy stood there, like a light ink blot, his shadow was drawn long by the setting sun. The dog suddenly turned back and threw himself into his arms, "Brother, I forgive you, and I'm still with you."
Fu Lan was stunned, the dog turned around again, and ran away. With a small body and a blue-clothed jacket, he ran crookedly, but he could tell that he was the most happy baby in the world.
The black cat poked Fu Lan's face and said, "Damn, you look very happy today. Like that baby? Why don't we kidnap him and make him your servant."
Fu Lan shook his head and walked towards the sunset.
On the fourth day, he sat cross-legged on a rock. A gleam of golden light appeared at the end of the gray sky, and the sun slowly moved up. He sat outside for a day, watching from a distance the peasants at the foot of the mountain went into the fields with their muddy legs and came out again. As the sun moved westward, he raised his head, and the slanted branches reflected in the yellow sky, like fine cracks on porcelain.
Light blue flying fish perched on his fingertips, telling him that the puppy didn't come today.
On the street, the doors of the shops on both sides were closed. Occasionally, a few muffled dog barks could be heard. Someone was coughing and spitting loudly in the house, stepping on their shoes and rubbing them on the ground. After Afu delivered the last basket of clothes, she walked on the gravel road beating her shoulders. After a tiring day, her back was sore, and she reached into her arms and touched her purse. It was bulging and filled with her day's wages, and there was a clanging sound.
The streets are dark, and the houses are dark shadows. The fog gradually thickened on the street, and there was a jingling bell from across the street, as ethereal as a gust of wind. The gravel road was enveloped in the moonlight and mist, revealing a faint blue outline.
Recently, Wujiang has been making trouble with lost children. Many people guess it is a mountain demon. There are many mountains in Wujiang, and there are always mountain children and mountain demons in the woods. I heard that some people went up the mountain to chop wood and saw a short child playing with a ball on the bridge. . Sometimes I see a black cat with green eyes and a vicious look. So at this moment, everyone went up the mountain together, and no one dared to go up by himself.
I heard a lot of rumors, and all the fake ones were taken seriously. Afu quickened her pace and went to Aunt Shen's house to find the puppy. The bell was getting closer and closer, and a column of black shadows gradually appeared at the end of the faint blue mist. The head was tall and thin, like a shriveled bamboo pole. Afu unconsciously slowed down her pace, the shadow became clearer and clearer, and the shadow behind her gradually appeared. She was short and her hands were stretched out stiffly, all of them were small children.
A Fu was startled, and hurriedly dodged to the side and hid in an alley.
She stuck out her eyes and looked out in disbelief. The bell floated over her head. This time she saw clearly that it was a Taoist man with a haggard face. He was followed by a group of children, there were seven or eight, tall and short, lined up in a row, jumping with his eyes closed.
The children beat her in front of her one by one, their little faces as pale as a ghost doll.
Her heart was beating wildly, and she wanted to find someone to save people when they passed by. The last child jumped over, and her eyes shrank suddenly. A small round face with long and curved eyelashes, and a small tug on her head, which is her puppy.
Afu was so angry that her eyes darkened, how could there be something without eyes, dare to touch her son! Afu pursed her lips and quietly followed behind. The Taoist staggered forward, shaking the bell with his back hunched over. Afu went around to an alley, and there was also an alley across the street. The alley was dark and couldn't see inside. Afu held her breath and waited for them to pass one by one. The pup jumped hard and fell behind. The Taoist priest didn't notice it, just giving Afu a chance.
Afu took a deep breath, and with a bang, she ran out like a cat, hugged the puppy, and threw herself into the opposite alley. He didn't dare to look back at this run, and ran straight ahead, hoping that the Taoist priest didn't notice, and that he had lost a child.
She ran out all the way in one breath, and she didn't know how long she ran. There were no chasing footsteps behind her. Afu took the time to look back. There was no one in the darkness, and she immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Looking down at the puppy, he had woken up with his eyes wide open, and called out "mother" weakly. Afu touched his head and told him not to speak. The dog put his head on her shoulder and suddenly pointed to it and said, "Mother, someone is there."
Afu never dreamed that the Taoist priest was on it, she raised her head stiffly, and she saw a dark figure hanging diagonally above her head. It was so dark that Afu couldn't see his face clearly, and he could only see him hanging there with his sleeves down, and there seemed to be two gloomy eyes staring at them coldly.
She was cold from head to toe, she didn't dare to move, she just stalemate with him.
A gust of wind blew, and the black shadow's robe fluttered, and the sleeves were folded and hit him. Afu suddenly realized that this was not a human being, but just the clothes that were hung on it.
It was to frighten himself. Afu breathed a sigh of relief and was about to find someone to save the other children when a chilly air suddenly came from the back of her neck, as if someone was standing behind her, very close.
jingle-
She heard the bell again, just behind her.
A sharp and thin chuckle came to my ears, "Madam, where are you going? The old man will give you a ride."
"Ah—" Afu screamed and hurried out. The puppy was pulled out of her arms by a force and flew into the old man's arms.
Lao Dao rubbed the pup's head and said with a smile: "Mother and son are deeply in love. Since Madam brought it to the door by herself, Lao Dao accepted it with a smile."
The puppy was playful, holding up his two fleshy little hands, he took off the old-fashioned square hat, exposing the top of his blue-gray head. Only then did Afu see his entire face. It was not a human face at all. It was bony and like a skeleton. The dog was stunned for a moment, then suddenly patted the top of his head, and said, "Grandpa is also bald, and Master Cat said that bald people were drums in their previous life, and they were used to beat them."
Afu's face turned even paler when he slapped him. The sound of slapping him on the top of his head was not like a normal slap, but an empty thud, as if there was nothing inside.
"It's a timid child, but it's a pity that he doesn't speak well," the old man laughed grimly, revealing his ragged yellow teeth, "The child's tongue is tender, just cut it off for the old man to make soup."
"Give me back my son, or break your bald head!" Afu gritted her teeth.
The dog suddenly shouted, "Brother."
"You little doll's brain is not very good," the old man shook his head and sighed, "the old man's age can be your ancestor..."
Before he finished speaking, Lao Dao suddenly got stuck, and the whole person was stunned like a puppet.
A pale hand stretched out from behind his shoulders and covered the puppy's eyes. At the same time, Old Daoist's forehead cracked a little bit, like the smooth surface of porcelain with dense cracks. The white fingers slowly stretched out from the middle of his forehead, and then the whole head was torn apart, and a hand with cold nails completely passed through his head.
Afu was terrified. The person behind Lao Dao showed a figure, it was a young man, about twelve years old, with a fair complexion, dark and big eyes, and a black cat on his shoulders. He hovered in the air, withdrew his hand, and slipped the puppy out of Lao Dao's arms and held it in his arms.
"My brother called me."
Fu Lan handed the puppy to A Fu, A Fu widened her eyes, "You... you..."
"It turned out to be you, Fulan kid." The high-pitched voice suddenly came, Fulan looked up, the old man was standing in the fog in the distance, the upper part of his head was gone, and only one chin was left. The earthly branch is on the thin neck, opening and closing, which is different and weird.
Afu came back to his senses and shouted: "His head is empty, try wearing a chest!"
The ink-colored figure flashed, and Fu Lan suddenly appeared in front of Lao Dao, with ten fingers passing through Lao Dao's chest. All I heard was a sour click, and the old man's sternum was completely broken.
"You can't kill the old man, Fu Lan." The old man's skeleton was stuck on Fu Lan's arm, and he leaned over and smiled lowly, "You bastard of unknown origin, you call yourself a demon, but you mix with mortals. The demons are ashamed to be in your company, so you left the southern border and came to the world. You are such a bastard, even mortals will not tolerate you!"
The black cat smashed his chin with one paw, "It has nothing to do with you, just die."
The skeleton was smashed all over the ground, and the bones were spinning on the ground, and the bones rolled into the ditch. Afu ran over and asked, "Is he dead?"
"No, this is not his real body," said the black cat.
The puppy got out of Afu's arms, stumbled and ran to Fu Lan's feet, and stood on tiptoe to hold Fu Lan's hand. The dog sighed a few times at Fu Lan's hand and said, "The pain is flying."
The monster's self-healing ability is strong, even if it is broken, it can grow again. The cut on his hand healed just at this moment, the dog smiled and rolled his eyes, "Fly away!"
A small child, with eyebrows and eyes curved like crescent moons, and bright stars hidden in his eyes.
Fu Lan froze for a moment, stretched out his hand, and touched the top of his head awkwardly.