The voice of the fairy bell rang a few times and then disappeared.
Chu Yi's voice was soft, and he asked back casually, "What's the bell for getting up?"
Xia Ge: "...Nothing."
Chu Yi smiled lightly: "The dream isn't over yet, what is your brother anxious for?" - Does your brother really want this dream to end soon
Not at all, no regrets
Chu Yi's brows and eyes were dark, but her voice was still gentle.
Don't worry, I just want to get out as soon as possible.
Xia Ge didn't notice the dark thoughts in Chu Yi's heart, but was very pragmatic.
The entrance to Baimeng Cave is a vast sea of clouds that can't be seen. It seems impossible to get out. Xia Ge thought about it and carried Chu Yi on his back: "Let's go to other places to have a look."
But what other places are there, and Xia Ge has no score.
If you go back the same way, you will go back to the place where the eight-petaled dragon was, and it will take a long time to walk. When you get there, it is estimated that the injury of the dragon has recovered more than half, and it will not be better.
Xia Ge sighed in his heart.
The feeling of being blindfolded and unable to touch your head is really bad.
Chu Yi meekly asked her to carry it on her back and asked, "Where is my brother going?"
Like many, many years ago.
Xia Ge gave a low "um", "I don't know where to go."
Chu Yi was silent for a while, her arms tightened slightly, and her voice was soft, "... Wherever brother goes, it's fine."
As long as you are there.
-Only you and me, the two of you.
Where it is, it doesn't matter.
As long as we are with you, the wandering of the ends of the earth is romantic, and the anxiety of volcano purgatory is also warm.
-I can't forgive you.
- But I can still love you.
Regardless of life or death.
Who knew that Xia Ge hadn't taken two steps yet.
The sea of clouds outside suddenly rolled up a gust of wind.
The wind was strong, Xia Ge staggered twice with Chu Yi on his back, and looked back subconsciously, but his eyes suddenly widened.
The originally surging sea of clouds disappeared, replaced by a mighty illusion.
Xia Ge is also used to the changes coming and going.
It's strange that it doesn't change.
Just seeing what it has become, Xia Ge is not so calm.
It was an icy temple, and from the layers of gloomy clouds and mist, there was a bit of bleak, less than a bowl of moonlight.
Slowly, the moonlight disappeared.
Instead, it was pouring rain pouring down the sky.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
A child in ragged clothes hugs his knees and crouches under the eaves of a temple that leaks rain and wind. The old plaque is crooked, as if it will fall off at some point. The gold characters on it are corroded and blurred. People come and fix it.
Rain Temple.
It is a sight that is familiar to a little unfamiliar.
Chu Yi felt Xia Ge's body stiffen, and she asked subconsciously, "What's wrong?"
Yes... Chu Yi couldn't see it.
This should be Baimeng Point, a memory for her.
Xia Ge paused for a while and smiled lightly.
"It's nothing, just this time..." she whispered, "It's my brother's turn to dream."
She raised her eyes and looked at the child who was holding her knees, squatting under the eaves, and staring blankly at the rain falling into the puddle.
Yes... Xia Wuyin.
It's herself.
"Brother is sad." Chu Yi's voice was soft, in her ear, "What are you sad about?"
Sad for what
The child in the picture stood up slowly, her black hair was wet and her face was dirty. She could not tell if it was a man or a woman. She stood up and the broken door was pushed open by her. It seemed that she was using too much force. The door was easier to push than she thought, and she stumbled twice and fell into the Rain Temple, which was leaking everywhere.
She fell to her knees on the uneven brick floor. As if she had no strength, she lay on the ground and took a deep breath. It took a long time to slowly get up from the ground, but she was still kneeling, looking up at the place where she was placed. The middle rain goddess.
The rain goddess is wearing a scorpion, a bamboo hat, a bottle in one hand and a willow branch in the other. Mottled, and the top of her head leaked rain, but it was her title of the rain goddess.
Therefore, naturally there are no tributes that can be eaten stealthily.
The child stared at her blankly for a while, then slowly, kneeled and climbed to the bottom of the empty offering table, shrunk his body into a ball, huddled at the feet of the Goddess of Rain, and slowly closed his eyes.
"... thinking." Xia Ge looked at the child who had closed his eyes under the offering table, and murmured, "Why is it so difficult to live at that time."
In fact, it turned out that it was not difficult.
It was just really, really sad at the time.
It's like carrying a heavy burden and moving forward.
It seemed painful to live, and she was carrying a person's life on her shoulders.
But to live is to be redeemed, because it is a promise.
Chu Yi paused.
Reaching out, he lightly covered Xia Ge's eyes.
The scene of the Rain Temple no longer appeared in front of him, Chu Yi's voice was soft, "It's not difficult."
Xia Ge was silent for a while, then smiled slightly, "Well, it's not difficult."
The blindfolded hand slowly put down, she paused and stared at the mottled rain god statue, "Maybe... above the nine heavens, there really is a god."
Although a long time has passed.
But that night, she was as gentle as a dream, and there was a table full of tributes when she opened her eyes, just like the gentle gift of the rain god, so that when she was alone, she could still remember it.
Xia Ge took a last look at the illusion of the Rain Temple, and when he was about to turn back and leave, he saw an incredible sight.
Her steps stopped suddenly.
On the gloomy rainy night, a shadow draped in a black hat appeared.
Thunder and lightning.
After the man came in wearing a black cloak, he gently closed the door for the child, which was pushed open, but did not have the strength to shut it, blocking the wind and rain outside.
But the rain in the temple also leaked down, and he slowly approached the child who was sheltering from the rain under the altar table. Kneeling down, Su Bai's hand stretched out from the black cloak, caressing her forehead gently, and brushing her hair that was stuck together by the rain.
The child slept very deeply, and she was so tired that she didn't even have the strength to open her eyes after days of rushing and running around.
-Who are you? !
Xia Ge, who was outside the illusion, opened his eyes wide.
The man in black cloak paused, got up, slowly took out some tributes from his sleeves and put them on the table, then worshipped the rain god, and finally took the tired child out from under the table, bowed his head and kissed her 's forehead.
She found a place that was not leaking, held the child, and let her snuggle in her arms.
So gentle.
Until the horizon, the fish maw white gradually lit up.
The man in the cloak paused, as if reluctant to part with it, but in the end he gently put the child back under the offering table, then pushed open the closed door and walked away slowly.
The showers will stop outside the door, and the warm morning sun will fall from the sky, accompanied by a rainbow-like glow in the sky.
The man in the cloak is gone, and everything is just as it was last night.
The child opened his drowsy eyes in a daze, and slowly got up, feeling weak all over. She raised her eyes, looked at the sunlight from the broken windows, and the stagnant water on the ground reflecting the sunlight, and tilted her head.
Had a very warm dream.
I dreamed of a very warm person.
In the dream, it was like a heavy rain last night, but there was that person in the dream, and it seemed that even the rain was gentle.
What a dream.
—So today, where should I go to find something to eat
Suddenly, she felt something was wrong.
She opened her eyes wide and looked at the reflection in the stagnant water. It was the shadow of the table behind her, with steamed buns and various fruits on it.
And the merciful and gentle smile of the rain god.
She turned back a little stiffly.
Not a mirage, but a real tribute.
Although Xia Ge is a materialist.
But that's her in this fucking world.
For the first time, I believed that there is a god in the world.