A quarter of an hour passed, and Fu Lan didn't see any shadows at all. Everyone gradually panicked, and the thin man urged Fatty to go in and have a look, but Fatty was holding the old tree and refused to go in. Suddenly, a deep wolf howl came from inside, and everyone was so scared that their faces turned white. There are not only wolf cubs in it, but old wolves in it! The wolf howls became more and more urgent, but Fu Lan didn't make a sound, didn't scream, and didn't call for help. Someone cried and said, "Where is the mute? Why doesn't he even scream?"
"Idiot, he's dumb, he can't call it out!" cried a child.
All the children were so frightened that they ran down the mountain and fled.
The thin man waited for a while, unable to endure the heartbreaking wolf howl, and ran after him. Qi Yin was so angry that he vomited blood, but Wu Yuli seemed to have a good time watching it, Yingdie rushed up and down and followed Fatty back home. Fat Dun was in a daze, like a dream. When he got home, no one was there. He closed the door and cried while covering the quilt. The sun was setting in the west, and the sunset was like a basin of blood pouring on the sky. Fat Dun got up and went out to see, but Fu Lan still didn't come back.
The Li family couple found that something was wrong when they got home. They looked for Fu Lan inside and out, but no one was there. They asked Pang Dun if Fu Lan came back with him in the morning. Fatty said that he had a fever and was stuffy under the quilt and couldn't get out. Aunt Li tried his forehead, and she really panicked. She fed him and drank medicine, and then went to the children next door. They knocked on the door and asked them, but they all said they didn't know. When asked about the skinny guy, he said that he came back. At noon, he saw the mute squatting under the eaves of Li's house and playing in the mud.
"It must have been taken away by a weasel." Aunt Li was so anxious that her hair was sweating, "What can I do, the immortal came back to pick up the doll, we can't hand it over, he's going to be angry!"
Uncle Li was also impatient, sitting by the kang smoking half a bag of cigarettes, and said, "Let's go to the ravines to look for it, if you can find it, it's fine, if you can't find it, then say that the child went to play in the ravine by himself and fell down. Dead. Immortals just want to blame, at most they want the money back, but they can't kill our family!"
When the villagers heard that the doll was lost, they all came to help, holding torches and shouting "dumb" all over the mountains and fields. In the dark mountains, the swaying torches are like ghost fires, illuminating the shadows of old trees with crooked necks in a mountain nest. As soon as Pang Dun's parents left, the skinny man was afraid that something would happen, implicated himself, and came in through the window with several other children, viciously threatening him not to tell Fu Lan's whereabouts.
"It's the mute who wants to go in by himself. If he doesn't want to go in, how can we force him or not? He goes in and seeks death, and it has nothing to do with us!" the thin man cried, "He's a freak, his father doesn't want him, he's dead. If you don't have it, you'll die, if you don't have it, it's gone. You don't want to mess with it, explain it to us, and you will be beaten for nothing."
Fatty shivered, his forehead covered in sweat, and nodded his head shiveringly.
The villagers searched in the mountains all night, but did not even find the corpse.
The sky was bright, and the cold sky was shining in the courtyard. Aunt Li was sitting in her living room, covering her face and crying, and there were people standing outside, bowing her head and sighing. Fat Dun and a group of children sat under the steps, all of their faces pale.
I was sitting when I suddenly saw a figure at the end of the path. The short one, with one foot deep and one foot shallow, got closer and closer. Aunt Li walked out in a daze, and the couple looked over together. Fu Lan was covered in blood and expressionless, as if he was an evil boy from hell. He carried a bloody wolf head in one hand and a headless wolf corpse in the other, and the blood spilled all the way into the Li family courtyard. He was covered in blood, and Bai Shengsheng's face could not be seen.
He walked in, and the crowd automatically parted ways. Under the astonished eyes of everyone, Fu Lan put the huge blood pimple in Fat Dun's arms and said, "Here it is."
He came to this nameless village for nearly two months, and this was the first time Qi Yin heard him speak. There is no tone, a cold and light voice, as simple as saying "the weather is fine today". Fatty was stunned for a while, hot and sticky blood spilled all over his hands, he lost his head as if he had just woken up from a dream, and screamed shrilly and threw himself into Aunt Li's arms. Fu Lan was full of confusion, and the people around stepped back. The little boy's swarthy eyes reflected the white sky, as well as their stunned and frightened faces.
"Monster, this is a little monster!"
"Can't keep him, drive him away!"
"What immortal's doll, he must be a demon boy. After so long, the immortal didn't even come to send a letter, and most likely he left him here! Send him away!"
People in the village whispered, and Fu Lan stayed at Li's house for two days, and the Li family finally couldn't stand the persuasion of the neighbors. One sunny morning, Uncle Li took Fu Lan's hand and sent him into the old forest in the hills. Uncle Li gave him a small bag, which contained two cloth shirts and two hanging copper plates, and said that he would come and take him home in a while.
Fu Lan nodded and sat on the stone, holding the burden and kneeling, as well-behaved as usual. Uncle Li took a few steps and looked back. The doll was sitting there, looking down at the ants on the ground. He sighed, and in the end, he was cruel and went down the mountain.
Fu Lan was very obedient and didn't leave. It rained at night, and the rain ran over my ankles, soaking me all over. He dozed off against the tree trunk and woke up rubbing his eyes, his clothes already drying in the sun. Sometimes passing by a few wild wolves, hiding in the bushes and staring at him, the green pupils like a ghost fire hide bloodthirsty ruthlessness. They stared gloomily for a while, then walked away slowly. Occasionally a chirping sparrow landed on top of his head, and he sat on the stone in a daze with the little sparrow on his head. Fu Lan had been there for almost half a month. The Li family went up the mountain to see and saw Fu Lan covered in leaves, dust and dirt.
"Why didn't you go?" Aunt Li asked him.
The light trembling like a bee fell on his shoulders. The lonely boy opened his mouth and said with difficulty: "Wait for you... pick me up and go home."
Qi Yin felt a dull pain in his heart, like a dull knife was cutting flesh. Such a well-behaved doll, they don't want it, he wants it.
Aunt Li squatted in front of Fu Lan and wiped away her tears. The woman's heart is soft, and she is finally touched. Pick him up and put him in the straw pile on the scooter, and both Uncle Li and Li took him down the mountain. Aunt Li hid him in the fat house and told him not to run around and let the villagers see.
When night fell, there was a beep, and a lantern flower burst out from the wick. Fat Dun and Fu Lan were back to back, not saying a word. Pangdun covered the quilt and said hesitantly, "I'm sorry, dumb. I told my mother the truth soon after you left, but you were sent up the mountain by that time..." He lowered his head, "It was me who did it. you."
There was no sound behind him, and Fatty said frustratedly: "It doesn't matter if you don't forgive me, we will move to the town soon, no one in the town recognizes you, then you can come out to play, and we can go to school together. private school."
Fatty turned over and saw Fu Lan's peaceful profile. He closed his eyelids and looked very peaceful, and was already asleep.
On the day of the move, two ox carts were loaded with tables, chairs, cabinets, pots and pans. Aunt Li led Fu Lan out of the village quietly and waited on the main road. After waiting for a long time, no one was seen, and he took Fu Lan back again. As soon as I entered the village, I saw the mountain demon raging, wildfires all over the place. The fat-headed and big-eared mountain demon lay on Uncle Li's body and pulled out a string of greasy and bloody intestines. Aunt Li's legs were weak, but she still held on strong. As soon as she turned around, she saw a pair of giant eyes the size of a copper bell.
Those mountain demons have been wandering around, and finally transferred to the inn where Wu Yuli stayed. Wu Yuli solved them easily and stepped on the dried blood into the village. At that time, three days had passed since Shan Yao Tu Village. When he arrived, Fu Lan was squatting beside Aunt Li's corpse, which was covered with banana leaves. Fu Lan put his hands on his knees, and his body was stained with blood. There was no sadness, no joy, no grief, no anger on his face, like a paper doll, lonely and thin.
"Lan'er, are you sad?" Wu Yuli asked him.
Fu Lan was stunned and asked in confusion, "What is sadness?"
"It seems that I still haven't learned anything." Wu Yuli said, "Well, I don't have much time, so I can't continue to play games with you. I want to send you to a very high place, there is no People, there are no demons. I can't be with you anymore, you have to endure long sleep, endless darkness. Maybe one day you will wake up, but maybe you will never wake up. Would you like to?"
Fu Lan only said one word, "Okay."
He was always like this, he didn't know where he came from or where he was going. He does what others tell him to do.
Wu Yuli frowned and touched the top of his hair, "Good boy."
A wind blade drew a moon-like arc, penetrating Fu Lan's small heart. Fu Lan opened her dark eyes wide and fell to the ground on her back. Wu Yuli took out his soul from between his eyebrows, and a faint light, like a small firefly, flew into Wu Yuli's palm. The eyes of the children on the ground gradually lost their lustre, and their faces were pale, like a broken puppet child. Wu Yuli turned around, waved his hand, and flames spread in the village, licking the child's thin body.
It turned out that this was the origin of the child's corpse downstairs on Fu Lan's stilted feet. The deity took the scorched corpse away, waited for several years, and sent it to Qi Yin. Earned from Wu Yuli's memory, the light of the sky fell on his knees, his eyes were full of white flowers, and Qi Yin felt an indescribable desolate cold in his heart. Wu Yuli stood on the tree vine, his delicate eyebrows and eyes had a slight smile, but they didn't even reach the bottom of his eyes. Ordinary people would think it was because he was blind, but Qi Yin knew it was because his heart was cold.
This person raised Fu Lan with his own hands, but he never had the slightest love for him. His eyes always belonged to the onlookers, like watching a play on the stage. Whether it is sadness or joy, it belongs to someone else and has nothing to do with him.
Qi Yin said awkwardly: "What do you mean by sending him to a high place in the end?"
Could it be that there is the secret of Wu Yuli's immortality
"That's another story, it's not enough for outsiders." Wu Yuli put his index finger on his lips, "Okay, enough stories, I'll take you out of the moon mirror."
The appearance of that little child covered in blood and being killed lingered in Qi Yin's mind. Qi Yin rubbed his heart and his lungs ached, "Uncle Shi, you said that my brother has no emotions, you are wrong. You created him, but you don't know him at all. Bashan is raining heavily, and it is the first time he leaves the moon mirror. In the mirror, day after day, year after year, every day is exactly the same. It was the first time he saw rain, and he refused to hide because he was curious about how it felt when it rained on him.
"Later, he entered the wolf's lair and gave the wolf's head to Fat Dun. It was because the boss of the Qinglong Gang said that as long as he went in, they would be brothers. My brother hoped that he could be brothers with them."
"Oh?" Wu Yuli turned his face slightly.
"Afterwards, Shan Yao Tu Village, you asked him if he was sad, but he didn't know what sadness meant. You didn't see the Li family died for so long, and there were no jackals to snatch their hearts. Because my brother has been standing beside him, there is blood on his body, which was left from fighting the jackals and wild dogs. They are covered with banana leaves because my brother is afraid that they will be cold." Qi Yin gritted his teeth and said word by word, " My brother has never had any flaws. He just reacts slowly and can't speak. My mother said that my brother is the smartest baby in the world. You don't understand him, I understand, my mother understands, and so does Cat Master I understand. He has feelings, he has desires, he said it himself, he likes me!"