Is it really just a dream of my own, so mother Youyun is still waiting for him in the village
Thinking of this, Jie Lan rushed towards the village. When she ran into the village, these villagers suddenly saw an unknown woman covered in blue blood, blue eyes and blue hair running near and panicked. Panicked, they kept yelling and avoiding, and their fear made them keep talking, "Yes... is it a monster?"
"It must be a demon to grow up like this." "Ah! What should I do? Go and ask Master Lan to get rid of the demon!"
"These people don't know themselves anymore! How could it be possible? Oh. By the way, it's because of my hair and eyes!" Jie Lan wanted to explain to them, but now she only wants to make sure of one thing, and that is to return to herself Home, to determine one thing that you must determine. So these villagers had no choice but to ignore it temporarily.
I arrived at the door of my house by negligence. It was a two-story building. There was a courtyard in front of the building. Jie Lan stopped and listened to the morning breeze blowing on the old sycamore tree in the courtyard. Jie Lan's heartstrings said, "Everything is still like this, then, they must be in the house!" Jie Lan took a difficult step and slowly opened the door, and the squeaking sound broke all silence.
The outline of the courtyard gradually appeared in front of Jie Lan's eyes. Jie Lan summoned her last courage and yelled softly, "Mother, You Yun!"
There was no response from the room.
Do not! They must be still resting. You Yun likes to sleep until dusk when he is okay, and his mother must be resting when he is injured.
Jie Lan comforted herself like this, she ran into the house quickly, there was no one in the hall, and some anxious Jie Lan ran directly into the bedroom.
However, her heart was completely cold, as if her soul had been sucked away, and her whole body softened. She knelt on the ground, her tears could not be suppressed, and she slumped down, hiding the sadness for so long. Turned into her sorrowful cry, maybe only in this way can I relieve my grief!
There was a soft door-pushing sound from outside the house, and then the light footsteps echoed in the courtyard, Jie Lan's heart shook again, "Such light footsteps, only Youyun, it can only be Youyun!" She quickly ran straight to the courtyard, but when she ran to the courtyard, she fell into the cliff valley again.
A pair of small but dirty feet caught Jie Lan’s eyes. Those feet were tender and childish. Obviously they were not You Yun’s feet. Jie Lan raised her head in disappointment and looked at the scared person standing in front of the door in the morning breeze. Zhang's familiar little face felt soft and soft, as if he had fallen into the deep sea, sinking toward the bottom of the water, sinking, until he took his last breath.
The little girl is an orphan, just like Youyun. She is called Ying, Shuying. Her parents were sucked up and killed when the green bat attacked the village when she was a baby. In the middle of the night, she cried. The shout shook the entire sky, as if to suppress all the sounds of the heavens and the earth, in order to accuse the heavens of his resentment and grief.
And now she, holding a few corn cobs, grunting with Shui Lingling's big eyes, looking at the strange Jielan, she seems a little scared, but a little surprised, "You...Who are you?"