Fu Lan nodded and asked, "Do you want to go? When you return to Southern Border, I will take you to play."
This guy has a light expression, as if the Bashan Temple is a vegetable market in the neighborhood, and you can go in and hang out with a basket. Qi Yin was a little unbelievable, and asked tentatively: "No, where are you really from? And are you sure... I can go?"
Fu Lan said in confusion, "Can't you?"
The two of them stared at each other, Qi Yin suddenly felt that this fellow was unreliable, in case he led Qi Yin in and walked along, Qi Yin disappeared, and this fellow stayed for a while and didn't find it. Qi Yin was a little speechless, and said, "Is there a white fog in Bashan, and it can eat people? Fifty years ago, a team of immortals went to explore, and they all fell there. I am a half-ass, not even a ghost fire Taoist, you Are you sure I can get in safe and sound?"
Fu Lan touched Qi Yin's head and said, "Xiao Yin is very cute, they will like you."
"They?" Qi Yin was taken aback.
"It's the white fog you said, but it's not really fog, only a fool can see that thing," the black cat thought for a while, but finally said, "I can't explain it to you. , you will find out when you see it for yourself. As long as we follow the idiot in, Bai Wu will not eat us."
Qi Yin couldn't understand, "What exactly are they? Can fog eat people? How do they eat?"
"Xiaoyin," Fu Lan looked at him quietly and said, "They were already dead when they entered that white fog."
Qi Yin was taken aback and asked, "What do you mean?"
"Have you ever thought about how to confirm the existence of a person?"
This kid was so dumb on weekdays that he was able to ask such an inscrutable question, Qi Yin couldn't answer it, so he could only shake his head.
Fu Lan pointed to his eyes, "If a person exists, he can definitely be seen. So when he is seen, he can confirm his existence. Bashan Baiwu can't see each other or his own body. God kills without killing his heart or slitting his throat. God erased their existence."
What he said was mysterious, but Qi Yin still couldn't understand it. According to this, there are no blind people? What is this called? Qi Yin continued to ask questions for a long time, but Fulan didn't know how to speak at first, and he couldn't explain such a complicated problem. The black cat was even more ignorant than him, because it, like the group of Taoist priests, went in and was blind, but it was thanks to Tuo Fulan that he did not lose his life. Qi Yin could only give up, thinking that she would have a chance to take a look at it in the future.
The moon shadow moved over the forest flowers, and the black cat hugged its paws and said, "Your brother has been staying there since he can remember. He came out of the fog at the age of eight, and he spent two years outside and met the old man. Bashan has nothing but your brother. A moving creature, but the scenery is very good. There is a fountain of youth behind the temple. When you go, let the fool take you to make a hot soup. There are camellias in spring, peony in summer, and you can hear the flute in the wind when the moon is full. It is said that in ancient times, there was a great witch who played the bone flute to the Great God Bailu every full moon. Later, the great witch disappeared, but the flute remained in the wind. When you were a child, you would be noisy at night and refused to sleep, so the fool would hum that tune. A lullaby for you."
"White Deer God?" Qi Yin said, "Master said it is an evil god who loves to eat children's hearts."
The black cat got angry and said: "What nonsense! It's still eating heart and liver, but the old fat man can say it. The old man heard that in addition to swordsmanship and spells, you also need to practice the inheritance of Taoism, which has a long history. Feng To pay off the harmony, without Fang Yuan Yin Xue has passed through ancient and modern times, and has written a lot. How can you even know that the great god was born in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and he does not drink or eat?"
The two guys had two sets of rhetoric, and Qi Yin didn't know who to believe, so she could only smile dryly: "He said it was a legend, it's just a legend."
Fu Lan took out a small deer wood carving and placed it in Qi Yin's palm. The deer stands on the palm of the hand, with slender legs and a back as smooth as fine china. The body is engraved with intricate and magnificent patterns. The pair of horns are especially long, and the flowers and bones are dotted on the top, like a spring hairpin in the horns. superior. Such a beautiful deer, whoever sees it, can't believe that it can eat people's hearts.
Qi Yin touched it very rarely, and said, "Is this the White Deer God?"
The black cat said: "It is the patron saint of our southern Xinjiang. The monsters in southern Xinjiang grew up in the arms of Mu's mother and listened to its stories. It likes children, and some cubs get lost or stray into other races. It will show up and take the child home. A long time ago, there was a war between the demon clan, and once they heard the sound of the deer's hoofs, they would stop fighting, because everyone was afraid that the white deer would be sad to see everyone fighting and bleeding. But now the world is It’s different, even if the Heavenly King and Lao Tzu come, the demon clan will still beat you to the death.” The black cat licked its mouth and continued, “The white deer is to the southern border, just like Fuxi Nuwa is to the central plain. Without you, it is also Wutang that the Great God Bailu directed us to."
Qi Yin was stunned for a moment, thinking for a moment that he heard it wrong. He also thought that the Great God Bailu, like Master Fuxi and Empress Nuwa, was a god living in legends. Didn't expect it to actually appear? How to guide? Could it be that he came out of a puff of white smoke and said to Fu Lan, "Hey, silly boy, your precious brother is in Wutang, go find him!" Then it disappeared with a puff, leaving only a faint hoof sound.
Strangely, Fu Lan took out a fortune-teller from the Qiankun bag, shook it at the wooden carving of Xiaolu, and asked, "Great God Bailu, can I take Xiaoyin home to see you?"
A red stick fell out, it was a good luck, and Fu Lan said: "It said yes."
"..." Qi Yin pressed his forehead and said, "You are just throwing the lottery and asking where am I?"
"Yeah," the black cat pulled out a sign and stood up, "like this, we ask where to go to find you," the black cat loosened its claws, and the sign fell on the ground, pointing out a direction, "white God Lu said that to the north, Wutang is to the north of the Wujiang River, and sure enough, we found you there."
"You throw one more time, and Master Bailu may tell you that you should go south."
"No, throwing the lottery will work the first time, and then throwing it again will not work." The black cat said solemnly.
Too stupid, Qi Yin felt, but he felt happy again. In the room full of fluorescence, Fu Lan was holding the wood carving, and the black cat was shaking the lottery holder and asked if Sang Ruo would give him braised pork tomorrow. Qi Yin sat cross-legged on the bed, feeling warm in her heart. When he was a child, he went to Nuwa Temple, and he often heard people coming and going making wishes for the people he was thinking about. He secretly listened to his aunt's wishes, and his aunt's wishes, but unfortunately they only had Yao Xiaoshan, not him.
Now Qi Yin knew that there was a boy and a cat who made a wish for him in front of the Southern Border God with great piety. This is probably the happiest he can remember, because he has an older brother and a fat cat.
The black cat put the white deer in his palm and said, "Wa'er, although you mortals don't believe in the white deer, but you are the old man's baby and Fu Lan's younger brother, and the white deer will definitely bless you. It was carved by your brother and sent to you, it will bless you with safety and a long life."
Qi Yin rubbed the deer's texture and smiled, "When I learn the Sword Master, I'll go to the southern border with you, okay?"
The black cat's eyes lit up, "Are you really willing?"
Fu Lan also stared at him blankly.
"Yes," Qi Yin put his hands behind his head and lay back, "I haven't been to the southern border before, the sunset on Jialing River, the night rain in Wuxia, Jiugai Yongyetian, Yuanshan Demon Keel..." When drowsiness hit, Qi Yin's voice was as low as raving, "Can I see it?"
The light and shadow are dense, Qi Yin's profile is serene, and the deep eyebrows are melted in the orange light. For some reason, the smoke and water in Fu Lan's heart suddenly had waves, and the ripples went round and round, and then dispersed. The setting sun day after day in Bashan, the night rain year after year, and the eternal night sky that never changes, he threw the black and gray demon keel in the deep valley of Yuanshan Mountain with his own hands, usually like his ancient well. Normal years.
But at this time, he suddenly had a longing and wanted to go again, with Xiao Yin.
He nodded vigorously and said softly, "Well, let's go together."