A group of children were sent back to Crescent Moon Valley by Bai Lu, but Xiao Crescent has been entangled by Bai Lu since then. This god, who was full and had nothing to do, ran after Xiao Crescent like a ghost. It was bright in the early morning, Xiao Crescent opened his eyes, and a plate with a big face of Bai Lu appeared in front of him, "Little Crescent, play with me! "Little Crescent helped the chief of the tribe to herd cattle, and drove the cattle up the hillside, and the white deer hung upside down from the vine, "Little Crescent play with me!" Pulling back the curtains of the grass shed, "Little crescent to accompany... ugh, it smells so bad!"
Xiao Crescent came out of the grass hut and saw the annoying god pinching his nose and squatting on the top of the earth wall in the distance, and shouted to him: "You are Xiao Ye's magic witch, you must learn to eat and drink well in the future. , it won't pull."
"People don't want it!" Xiao Crescent turned around and walked out along the bumpy gravel road.
White Deer walked on the top of the dirt wall, stretched out his hands to keep his balance, and followed behind the little crescent moon.
"Hey, walk slowly." Bailu shouted.
"No one." Little Crescent murmured, "The leader of our tribe is ill, and I have to follow my mother-in-law to pick herbs. Don't follow me!"
Bai Lu made a face at him, "You're a boy, you can't say 'people', that's a word used by girls."
"Why can't boys say 'people'," Xiao Crescent said angrily, "people will talk about people, people will eat and drink, people will stink! You are not the Great God of Bailu, Bai God Lu will not bully Xiao Crescent, people will ignore you!"
Little Crescent Flicked her braid and ran away. Bai Lu coaxed him to speak several times, but he had a small face, rubbing straw ropes, mixing fodder, and plucking twigs for firewood. Like other slave children, he always had work to do. The maid has been helping in the eldest master's garden these days, and he has to do a lot of housework. Yesterday, he heard from his concubine that the chief master was seriously ill, and this time he might have to bury another group of slaves. He didn't understand what "sacrifice" meant, but the concubine said that there would be many uncles, elders, elders, elders, and elders who would go to see God with the eldest master. At that time, he looked back at the white deer who was rubbing mud balls outside the mud house, and didn't understand why they wanted to see this idiot god so much.
"I'll give you a wish, how about it?" Bailu hangs upside down from the vine again in front of him, "You are blessed, the young master is omnipotent, if you want gold and silver treasures, or beauty like clouds, the young master can satisfy you!"
"Hmph, liar." Little Crescent hummed, ignoring him.
"It's a rare opportunity, stinky boy." Bai Lu snorted coldly, "Young master has lived for thousands of years, but he has only helped one person realize his wish."
Little Crescent Moon was indeed tempted, and hesitantly put down the tree branch in her hand. Seeing him like this, Bai Lu was triumphant. Sure enough, all spirits were the same. If he gave them a little benefit, he would naturally join up. Xiao Crescent raised his face, the faint morning light filled his eyes, and he was full of hope and said: "Great God Bailu, can you take me to fly high?"
Bai Lu was stunned for a moment. Many years ago, a thin little girl made the same wish to him.
"Why did you make this wish? Gold and silver jewelry is not good, or you can be a great witch. Haven't you always wanted to be a witch? I can send you to the Bashan Temple."
"I don't want to be," Little Crescent Moon scratched the ground with a branch, "I'm a little slave, and it's good to be with my mother-in-law."
Bai Lu didn't move for a while, and Xiao Crescent said angrily, "As expected, you lied to me, stinky god, ignore you!"
He stood up and was about to leave when a dazzling white light lit up over the Bailu, and the little crescent moon subconsciously blocked his eyes. The white light flashed away, and the little crescent moon opened his fingers slightly, and looked there through his fingers. Immediately, his eyes narrowed, and his eyes widened in surprise. In front of him was a tall, divine deer, as white as snow. Its antlers bear flowers, strange and magnificent, and seeing it is like seeing a myth in a dream.
"Come up," Bai Luyi lowered his back, "Master will take you to fly."
The god deer carried him and ran towards the bright sky, the cool breeze swishing around his sleeves and placket, he was like a small dove, following the white deer to the crescent moon with its beautiful eyebrows. He saw the wild geese flying alongside him, the galloping Jialing River, and the mountains and valleys standing high and low. They fly higher and higher. Until the moon opened its arms to them, and the gleaming moonlight barrier opened for them, he hugged the white deer's neck tightly, ran into the moon wheel sky, and ran into the legendary splendid divine realm. Where thousands of people look up to and long for.
Qi Yin raised his eyes, the vast ice field stretched as far as the eye could see, his eyes were all white, and the sky was hanging with hundreds of millions of stars, like frozen teardrops. The divine flower stretches for thousands of miles, and the pale snow almost merges with the ice field. Trees grown from ice crystals fell on the ice sheet, with twisted branches, and the crystal ice ridges hung upside down. Thousands of splendid lights condensed into it, and countless faces of Qi Yin were found.
It turns out that this is the moon. Qi Yin's heart was surging, he looked at the endless Fulan flowers, and the snow-white world was reflected in his eyes. He suddenly realized that this is the "high place" Wu Yuli said, the territory of Bailu, and the eyes of the gods cannot spy on it.
He remembered Wu Yuli saying to Fu Lan at that time, "I can't accompany you anymore. You have to endure long sleep and endless darkness. Maybe one day you will wake up, but maybe you will never wake up." It was Wu Yuli who brought Fu Lan's soul here and used Fu Lan to test the secret technique of longevity for him. That's right, it's here, Qi Yin took a deep breath, his brother will be reborn here again in the future.
The first time Xiao Crescent saw such a spectacle, she opened her mouth in shock and cheered loudly. The child's heart is very small, and he can't hold resentment. Little Crescent Moon reconciled with Bailu. The two boys ran together on the snow field. I don't know who fell first. Slope, then lay side by side in the snowdrift, gasping for breath.
The two were playing in the dark, and when the stars were low, Little Crescent found two little people carved on the trunk of an ice crystal tree. There are few strokes, and it is vaguely clear that it is a little boy with antlers, leading a little girl who is shorter than him. Xiao Crescent asked Bai Lu what it was, and Bai Lu touched the notch with a sad expression, and said, "This is my friend, she is like you, she made a wish to me, and let me take her to fly high. Before you , I've only brought her here."
Xiao Crescent rolled her eyes and said, "Then let's go and play with her!"
"Idiot, you can't find her anymore, she's already dead. She has a bad heart. She died when we watched the sunrise by the Jialing River when the moon was over." Bailu said, "And it was a long time. It was a long time ago, at least hundreds of years."
Xiao Crescent was stunned for a while. He was still very ignorant about the word "death", as if he was going to a far, far place. But he noticed another thing, he scratched his head and said, "You haven't brought anyone else to the Moon Moon Sky for so long, have you made new friends?"
Bai Lu choked and snorted, "You guys are so stupid, how are you worthy of being a friend of the young master?" He was silent for a while, and finally got discouraged, "Yes, yes, I have many witches, but I have no friends. ."
The surroundings were all white, except for Fu Lanhua, which was covered in white snow. Qi Yin suddenly understood why the boy Bailu was obsessed with the mortal world. Unlike other gods, he is not willing to wait for the twilight of the gods alone, and he longs for companions.
Xiao Yueya's eyebrows and eyes curved, and she reached out to him, "Great God Bailu, although you always like to make fun of people, Xiao Yueya is willing to be your friend!"
Bai Lu tilted his head and snorted disdainfully, "Young Master doesn't make friends with idiots."
"Then I will try my best to be smart." Xiao Yueya vowed.
"Okay," Bai Lu made a condescending look, "then I'll make it difficult and accept you as my friend."
They carved another little figure on the ice crystal tree trunk, holding Bai Lu's hand and standing beside Bai Lu. The three hand-in-hand children will stay in the moon round sky forever and ever.
Qi Yin felt very uncomfortable when he saw it, but recalling it now, he could basically conclude that Xiao Crescent was the old thief Wu Yuli. Who would have thought that the old monster was so kind when he was young, and no one would dislike such a child, with a pure smile and bright starry eyes. Turning his head, he saw Bai Lu standing beside him at some point, silently looking at the backs of the two children under the tree. His appearance has not changed from that time, but he feels like an old man who sees through fate.
"Are you okay, Lao Bai?" Qi Yin asked.
"I'm fine," Bai Lu said lightly, "I just really want to die."
Qi Yin: "..."
After that, Xiao Crescent and Bai Lu completely mixed up. The leader of the tribe, Shen Wei, was dying, and Xiao Crescent's concubine was recruited to repair the tomb, and there was no time to take care of him. Little Crescent Moon follows the white deer over the mountains and mountains, running through the sea of clouds. They went to the Daxue Mountain to watch the avalanche, to the Jialing River to watch the sunset, and back to the back mountain of Bashan that they had been to before. Every time they went to a place, they found a place to engrave "the great god Jiang Yang and the god witch Xiao Crescent are here for a visit".
The wind and rain on this day were dark, the sky and the earth were dim, and even the moon wheel sky dimmed its brilliance. In the past few days, Xiao Crescent has always been very busy. He followed the adults to transport wood and stones from the mountain. Little Crescent Ya didn't have time to play with him, so Bai Lu had to hang out by himself. He lay on the moon wheel and counted the stars, ready to go down to earth when he counted the hundredth. When the fifty was counted, a golden light appeared outside the barrier, and the golden eyes appeared among the clouds.
"Don't interfere in the world, Jiang Yang." Fuxi's voice reached the moon.
"Little Master just made a friend, I don't care about their mundane affairs." Bai Lu rolled his eyes.
"Your words can't be trusted, Jiang Yang." Fuxi said, "This is not a persuasion, but a warning. You are the ancestor of the southern border, the ancestor of the demon. Your divine power is enough to turn life and death upside down. But you must understand, The gods do not foresee mortal affairs. All spirits have their own vitality, and you must not interfere with them. Otherwise, in the future, you will definitely bring disaster to your people."
What he said was cloudy and foggy, and Bai Lu was upset when he heard it, and said: "Little Master obeyed your instructions, locked up in the Moon Wheel Sky for thousands of years and never descended, and let them splash blood under my idol. You and your daughter. Wa regards mortals as your children, but Xiaoye is different. When Xiaoye created them, he was just idle and bored, so he got some playmates to play with. Tell you, Fuxi, Xiaoye can do whatever he wants, Nanjiang It's my land, my country, and all living creatures on it are subject to my control. Count three and get out of here."
Fuxi sighed, and the golden eyes disappeared from the clouds. The white deer turned several times in the snow, scratching his hair irritably.
"Fifty-one, fifty-two... Seventy-three, seventy-four, one hundred!" The white deer jumped up, turned into a streamer, and headed straight for the Crescent Moon Valley.
He didn't know that at that time, when Fuxi came to him, the leader of Crescent Moon Valley died, and Xiao Crescent Moon and more than half of the slaves in Crescent Moon Valley were chosen as animals for burial. The burial pit has been dug, and the disgraced slaves, dressed in tattered clothes, are crowded into the tunnel. Heavenly Lord seemed to be unable to bear to look at it, turned his face away, and the bluish-white electric light was like twisted white snakes, crawling all over the night. It was so dark that it was about to collapse, and neither the stars nor the moon could be seen. The mother-in-law hugged the little crescent moon, and the rain mixed with her tears, dripping on the top of the small crescent moon.
"Mother, what are they doing?" Little Crescent saw the surrounding Master Tian Fan began to dig soil, pouring shovel after shovel on them.
"Little Crescent Moon, don't be afraid," she hugged him tightly, "We are going to see the Great God Bailu, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."
Little Crescent is actually not very afraid, what is afraid is the mother, she has been trembling. Little Crescent said: "But the Great God Bailu doesn't like to play with adults, he only plays with children."
Trembling, she took out a mandala from her bosom, "Little crescent moon, eat this. After eating this, we will fall asleep. When we wake up tomorrow morning, we will be in the Moon Wheel Sky of the White Deer God. "
Xiao Crescent saw that the uncles and Abos around him began to secretly swallow this kind of flower, and gradually some people and the demon fainted, hugging each other's hands and feet, and shrank into a ball. The little crescent moon became frightened and said, "I don't want to eat..."
"Good, eat quickly."
Nanny stuffed the petals into his mouth, and Little Crescent chewed hard, her mouth full of the bitter taste of mandala. The mother-in-law also ate, and the two of them hugged each other and huddled in the corner of the tunnel. Xiao Crescent's eyelids are getting heavier and heavier, the voice is getting further and further away from him, the light and shadow are dissipating, the world recedes, leaving boundless darkness. He seemed to be sinking into deep black water, unable to hear or see, and the earth poured over his head, blocking the sky.
When Bailu arrived, the pit had already been filled into the ground. The raindrops fell on the yellow mud floor, and the numb faces covered with mud were crowded together, like clay sculptures carved on the ground. Bai Lu's heart became cold, he leaned down to look at each and every one, there was no crescent moon here, and there was no crescent moon there. He dug up people, and also dug out dead demons, and finally he saw that cold, small body, snuggling tightly in a woman's arms.
He pulled the man out and carried his back to a cave sheltered from the rain. The man was stiff, and his face was covered in mud. The blood of the gods can live and die, flesh and bone, but it is only limited to the dead who have not died for more than two hours, and the soul has not been reincarnated. Bai Lu patted his face and said, "Little Crescent, I have very few friends, don't die, don't die." So he plucked out the blood from his heart, pulled out Little Crescent's mouth, and dripped it into his lips and teeth.
It was the longest wait in Bai Lu's life. After an unknown period of time, Xiao Crescent finally woke up. He had just returned to life, his hands and feet were still stiff and he couldn't move. He murmured and shouted, still bewildered. Bai Lu explained it to him bit by bit, and after a long time, he realized that she didn't go to see Bai Lu, she was dead and disappeared forever. He wanted to let out a loud cry, but his body was too weak to even cry. He just opened his eyes wide, watching the white deer weeping.
The rain was pattering outside, and the world was dripping with mud and a mess. Xiao Crescent hugged her knees and asked softly, "Great God Bailu, why do people die?"
"Because everything has an end, little crescent moon."
"Will I also die in the future?"
"Yes." Bai Lu said, "one day you will close your eyes forever, your soul will float on the Milky Way, and cross the sea of stars in Wangchuan. On that day, you will see your mother-in-law, and she will wait on the other side of Wangchuan. You, hold your hand, and take you back to where you were before you were born."
"Will you die too?"
"Yes, we will all die."
Little Crescent Moon was silent for a long time, only tears crackled. He finally said: "Great God Bailu, you said before that you would send me to become a witch, does that count?"
"Do you want to go to Bashan?"
Little Crescent Moon nodded, "Great God Bailu, there are still many little Crescent Moons in this world who were buried like me and taken away from their maids. So I want to become the most powerful great witch in the world, and I will issue a decree to let Southern Border The leader and the eldest master will no longer be buried with slaves. I want to protect the other little crescent moons, thousands of little crescent moons, so that they will never lose their concubines." Little crescent moon said with tears, "Great God Bailu, I can go. To be a great witch?"
The two of them looked at each other in the dark. The eyes of this child who had lost his relatives and friends were full of sadness, but he was still so pure, like a splendid sea of stars, tolerant of all sufferings of life and death.
Bailu said, "Okay."
Bailu used the divine language to summon Wu Wuheng, the great god at that time, and Qi Yin recognized him as the sinner old man who told him Wu Yuli's name in the tomb of Bailu God. Bai Lu asked him to take Xiao Crescent as his adopted son and take Xiao Crescent to the Bashan Temple. The morning light is faint, the sky and the earth are clear and bright, and the distant mountains are like a stream of wet eyebrows. Wu Heng took Xiao Crescent's hand and walked out, and Xiao Crescent couldn't help looking back at the white deer hiding behind the flowers and leaves.
"I will study the scriptures and spells well, will you come to see me?" Xiao Crescent cried.
Bai Lu didn't say a word, silently watching him go.
"You must come to see me!" Little Crescent waved at him vigorously, "You must come!"
Walking to the mountain road, Wu Heng called out the bone cutting knife and put the small crescent moon on the back of the knife. He was seduced by the words of God, and only knew that he must bring this child back to the temple to take care of him and grow up.
"Son, do you have a name?"
"My name is Little Crescent Moon." The child lowered his head and squeezed his hands.
"Shenwu can't use such a casual nickname," Wu Heng glanced at the lush green bamboo forest on the edge of the cliff, "The bamboo is Yuli, so you can call it Yuli."
Qi Yin looked at their backs flying away with a complicated expression.
From now on, that immature child is no longer Little Crescent, but Wu Yuli, a member of the thousands of gods and witches in Bashan Temple.