The lotus pond outside the town is the only place to go out of the corn village and enter the town.
The lotus pond in a lake that was destroyed by Qingyuan last time is still lying on the lake, slumped and full of bleak eyes.
Xifeng walked to the lotus pond. He originally planned to go straight forward, but after thinking about it, he stopped and opened it with one finger.
The silver-white waterline was connected to her finger, leading to the lake. She searched for the line and found three unconscious senior brothers in the mud pool.
The water demon had already taken away their spiritual energy, and today's senior brothers are no different from mortals.
Xifeng looked at them and felt a little pity. It would take several years, or even ten years, for someone with poor talent to learn how to catch demons.
But it's not without recovery.
The three of them left the lake and gradually came to their senses. Seeing Xifeng squatting beside him, he said, "Junior sister..."
"Shh, don't talk." Xifeng looked around, took out a silver note from his shoe, and put it in his hand, "You go to the inn in the town to find a rest, then go to the inn closest to the town gate, there is no Brother Ying is nearby, I will let him pick you up."
"Without the spiritual power, what are you going to do in the spirit hall..."
"The water demon is in Puyu's hands. If she wants to, she will let the water demon spit out her spiritual power to you." Xifeng got up and said, "I have something to do, so I will go first."
The three wanted to keep her, but Xifeng didn't want to stay any longer and left quickly.
Xifeng entered the town and went straight to Zhao's house.
By the time of Xu, the Zhao family had already eaten dinner, and Mrs. Zhao sat in the granddaughter's room for a long time, feeding her, but there was no response. Hearing that the demon hunter had returned, he hurried to pick him up.
When she walked out of the door and took a few steps, the west wind had already arrived.
Mrs. Zhao hurriedly asked, "Miss, did you bring back Yu'er?"
"I saw Yu'er's soul, but I can't bring it back for the time being. Don't worry, she's not in danger."
Yu'er's body was still lying on the bed, motionless. Xifeng walked over to look into her eyes. From the eyes of her body, she could see that Yu'er's spirit was recovering. The scarecrow really healed her.
"Grandma, I'm going to do some magic to see Yu'er's past life. Can you give me the accessories she usually wears?"
Mrs. Zhao brought her granddaughter's makeup box, opened it, and picked one for her.
Xifeng grabbed the bead hairpin and used the thorn to pick Yu'er's middle finger, pressing the blood bead.
As soon as the spell was activated, the soft blood bead turned into a brightly colored bead. It tapped lightly on the ground, bounced without breaking, and jumped into the air. Xifeng stretched out his hand to hold it, and the blood beads suddenly shattered in her palm, a drop of blood seeped into her palm, and a red light appeared.
In the red light, a Confucian scholar was reciting in front of the window.
Xifeng was a little surprised that Yu'er was not Axiang, because this scholar was Yu'er's previous life. She frowned, flicked her fingers, and went on to the previous life.
This time, it's a girl who sells wine.
Xifeng thought it wasn't A Xiang, but after thinking about it carefully, maybe after A Xiang left Corn Village, he made a living by selling wine
The unfortunate death of a good time, two reincarnations, also happens to be Yu'er's age.
She called tentatively, "Axiang?"
But the girl didn't look up.
It seems not.
Call the people of the previous life with a spiritual spell, and the people in the illusion will answer.
She was about to put away the red light when she suddenly heard someone ask, "How do you know my nickname?"
Xifeng was stunned for a while, the voice did not come from the illusion, nor did it come from Yu'er.
The old and kind voice came from behind.
She turned around abruptly and looked at Mrs. Zhao.
"A thought?"
"I said Xifeng was an idiot, but she didn't admit it. Selling so much corn would make more money than catching monsters." Xiaohuo blew two bursts of fire on the corn he was holding, and the corn disappeared. Roasted and fragrant.
It was especially conscientious and handed to Qingyuan: "Hey, here it is."
Qing Yuan pushed back silently: "Slobber."
"...No good or bad." Xiaohuo angrily took the corn back. They were all idiots. How could there be water in the fire.
The little black demon was still sleeping on Qing Yuan's palm, sleeping very sweetly. Xiaohuo glanced at it and licked his lips: "Otherwise, make me a snack."
"Can't."
Xiao Huo, who was rejected, looked at the scarecrow standing by the side again: "This snack is also good."
"Can't."
"...Okay, I'll continue eating corn and be a monk."
All the monsters of them stayed in the pavilion, and the night breeze was cool and comfortable. Qing Yuan slowly stood up and walked to A Shou's side, overlooking the village.
The village is silent, the lights have been extinguished one after another, and the barking of dogs and cats has gradually subsided.
Everything is calm, and it will not be staged again until the sun sets the next day.
Qingyuan, who was still looking at the village, looked at the foot of the pavilion, and someone was staring here. He knew that it was Xifeng's senior brother and that rude girl. Ah Shou also noticed it, and suddenly became uneasy, jumping upstairs in the pavilion.
A long rope stabbed straight up from the ground, pierced the pavilion directly, wrapped up the soul of the girl Yu'er lying in the pavilion, and was about to pull it down. As soon as Ah Shou saw it, he stepped on it with one foot, and the rope quickly left Yu'er's body, wrapped around its foot, and pulled it down.
The initial target of this rope was Ah Shou.
As soon as the rope moved an inch, a fire rushed over and bit the rope.
Xiao Huo, who turned into a giant beast, jumped down and jumped into the cornfield. The plump and ripe corn exploded instantly when it met the fiery light.
Immediately, the whole village was filled with the fragrance of corn, and the little black demon who had been sleeping the whole time woke up. It opened its eyes and saw the scarecrow dangling in front of it, its eyes suddenly brightened, and it turned into a mass of black air with a "swoosh". "Big monster!"
Before it touched one of its straws, a hand suddenly reached out and directly blocked it. With a slight push of Qing Yuan's hand, he knocked it directly to the ground, causing it to shout in shock.
Hearing the sound, Xiaohuo raised his head and suddenly saw a group of black balls rushing towards him. It jumped up subconsciously. Who would have thought that the black ball was going too fast and hit it directly on its back, causing it to see gold stars in its eyes and almost giving the corn to him. spit it out.
The black demon was also dizzy due to this collision, and fainted again.
Xiaohuo didn't have time to shake it off, and saw the rope tied to it again, this time even the flames continued to burn, it seemed that he came prepared.
"Brother, hurry up."
As soon as Puyu's voice fell, Wuying had already emerged from the dark with a sword, and the end of the sword pierced its spiritual acupuncture point.
Once the spirit beast is stabbed into the acupoint, it will lose its mana in an instant, and the whole body will be paralyzed, and it will take several hours to recover.
Seeing that he didn't stab the fire rat's life gate, Pu Yu knew that he didn't want to make Xifeng sad, his eyes were cold, and the rope immediately tied Xiaohuo's neck and tightened it hard.
Xiaohuo stared at her coldly, roaring about to destroy her spiritual rope. Suddenly the rope was cut by the wind, and another gust of wind came, turning it into a gust of wind, instantly forcing Wuying, who was attacking it, to retreat to thirty feet. out.
Wuying was astonished, looking at the man in Tsing Yi standing in front of the fire rat, full of disbelief. He couldn't believe that someone could cut off the spiritual rope effortlessly. After all, it was a magic weapon. What's even more unbelievable is that he shot to repel him like this, but she couldn't capture the slightest bit of his spiritual energy.
It was as if the opponent just moved his finger and knocked him back.
Xiaohuo changed back to the size of a fist, clutching its waist and clenching its teeth, it hurts to death, it must eat that little black face as a snack!
Qing Yuan stood quietly under the pavilion, looked at the two people who did not come forward easily, and asked, "Xifeng does not allow you to catch it, so you are not allowed to catch it."
"Who the hell are you?" This was the second time Wuying asked him this question. He was too curious about this person's identity.
"Don't tell them." Sitting on his shoulder, Xiao Huo sniffed lightly forward, and said, "The west wind is back."
Wuying didn't want Xifeng to see that he came to catch the scarecrow again, so he turned and went into the cornfield without seeing her face to face.
The west wind was not walking fast, and the aroma of corn could be smelled from a distance, making people hungry. When I walked near the pavilion, I saw that most of the cornfields here were destroyed, and one by one cooked corn fell on the ground.
There was a scarecrow, jumping in the cornfield, uneasy about the dead corn. It tried to lift the broken corn up, but as soon as it was lifted, it fell down again.
The scarecrow's anxious figure and white hair made it look like an old man, anxiously trying to save the corn grove, but it found that the usual spells didn't work.
Xiao Huo nests on Qing Yuan's shoulder, and feels guilty too - but what has been burned by its fire is difficult to recover.
The scarecrow is still struggling to "rescue" them in the cornfield, and has no intention of giving up.
It was busy trying to save them.
"A Shou?"
The anxious scarecrow gave a snarl.
Xifeng also called out "A Shou," and said again, "Look who is back."
A Shou was stunned, jumped back, and a white-haired old lady stood in front of it, looking up at it.
When Mrs. Zhao saw the gray gown on it, her eyes became wet, and she moved her eyes to the hat on its head, and she couldn't help but smile: "You are still wearing this hat."
A Shou was stunned for a long time, then suddenly jumped up and jumped towards her step by step. When he reached her, he leaned forward and circled around her.
-Look, I'm very good. I'm still in the village, helping everyone look at the cornfields.
-I have not forgotten your entrustment.
- You are back, you are finally back.
It jumped more and more happily, and there were no facial features on its face, but everyone could see that it was very happy.
But suddenly it stopped because the surrounding cornfields were destroyed.
It stood silently in front of her and began to feel sad.
Mrs. Zhao choked and pulled the corner of its clothes. She picked up the clothes in the river and put them on before she could trim them—if she could go back to fifty-five years ago, she would definitely Seriously give it a tailor-made dress.
—A Shou, you have done a great job, no bird dares to come here to steal corn. Look how big and how good the corn is.
—The whiskers of this corn are really long... Hey, Ah Shou, can I make your hair for you
- The hair is so beautiful, but it will dry out in a few days, and I will make you a better-looking one.
But there was no "time", because the next day, the upstream river was turbulent, and it was about to break through the embankment and flood the corn village.
The whole village was in a panic, and even the county magistrate came. They didn't pack anything and left in a hurry with the yamen.
For the first few years, they were waiting for the river to recede so they could return to their villages.
After a few years, people left one after another.
She also married the local young master Zhao, and gave birth to the first child, the second child... Until the young master became a master, the river did not recede.
She thought she would never be able to return to the Corn Village.
But who knows, one day, the river will recede.
—A Shou, we have to go, we will come back when the water subsides, you have to take good care of your home.
They were all gone, and only one scarecrow remained, guarding the village for fifty years.
Tears rolled down the cheeks of the old lady who had lost her appearance as a girl back then. It was regret and gratitude.
She slowly reached out to it, A Shou seemed to understand something and leaned towards her.
The hand with traces of the years gently stroked its head, the old man whispered: "You are very good, thank you."
In the faint evening breeze, someone seemed to smile with relief.
Ash jumped up again.
Jumping and jumping, the long stick that had supported it for more than fifty years gradually disappeared. The body made of straw also gradually disappeared.
A Xiang was stunned: "A Shou?"
The west wind pulled her gently: "It lives on promises, and now that promises are fulfilled, there is no point in staying."
The scarecrow who has no heart and can't think, after fulfilling the promise of guarding the village for 50 years, because of waiting for the person it is waiting for, the obsession dissipates, and the people also disappear with the obsession.
"A Shou is very happy." Xifeng looked at the scarecrow that was gradually disappearing. A hat slowly fell from a height of ten feet and fell into A Xiang's hands.
Axiang stared at the hat in a daze, and then looked up at the village, and found that the corn also disappeared, and the whole village had disappeared.
The village they all abandoned, because of A Shou's protection, has existed for another fifty years.
But after it leaves, the village will still disappear.
Scarecrows without thoughts are more respectable than mortals.
Xifeng looked at this barren forest and remained silent for a long time.
Knowing that it will be lost, why insist on staying together.
"thanks… "
Axiang said softly, holding a hat and a gray long shirt.
The village has disappeared, but Ah Xiang still went back home. Home is gone, only a piece of mud and stone.
A clear spring trickles out from the spring eye, still clear.
Axiang walked around the "home" carefully, and pointed to them one by one. "There are four rooms here, and I sleep in the inner room. Outside this room, there is a wooden frame where many gourds are planted. Look here, there is a large area next to it. Fields of corn"…
Xifeng listened carefully, looked at the back room she pointed to, and suddenly remembered that she slept in that room that night, and then Qingyuan told her that the scarecrow had jumped out of the window all night.
It turned out that it thought it was A Want to come back.
Fifty years ago, was it the same way, standing outside the window every night, guarding the girl
"At that time, I was weak and exhausted when I lifted A Shou out. It hadn't rained for a long time at that time, and the ground was so hard that there was no way to stick the stick into the ground. So I put A Shou in this spring. up, always here."
The village is gone, but the spring is still there.
Xifeng suddenly thought of something, picked up the spring water, and took a sip.
The spring water suddenly scorched her heart, making her almost vomit blood.
People with clear blood, drinking this spring water is like swallowing fairy water.
People with dirty blood, drinking this spring water, is like taking poison.
Xifeng coughed a few times, and finally understood why A Shou turned into a big monster—because it was the holy spring that nurtured it.
"It's really nice here." Xifeng didn't tell her the secret of the spring water.
A Xiang asked, "Why did A Shou kidnap Yu'er?"
"Perhaps it wasn't that A Shou wanted to kidnap Yu'er, but because the water demon brought Yu'er's soul into here by mistake, A Shou thought it was you, so he attacked the water demon and left Yu'er behind... After all, Yu'er is you. My granddaughter, the breath is similar."
But when the real Axiang appeared, it still recognized it.
"Grandma, are you going to rebuild the Corn Village?"
"Rebuild?" A Xiang shook his head, "Even if I can build an identical village again, the people here will never come back."
Fifty years later, the babies of that year have become old people over fifty years old.
Have a home, have children and grandchildren.
Who wants to go back to this village and grow corn.
Who wants to light up cooking smoke here at sunset
Corn Village, at the moment A Shou disappeared, also disappeared completely.
Axiang sighed, looked at the farmyard where she had lived for more than ten years, and said, "Let's go."
Farewell, A Shou.
Farewell, her homeland.
The group left the Corn Village, and they couldn't even hear the last voice, only Wuying and Puyu came out.
It was a village yesterday, but now it's in ruins, making Puyu feel a little weird. Seeing him squatting beside the spring, she leaned over and asked, "Brother, is this what Master is looking for?"
"Um."
"If we knew it was near, we wouldn't have to work hard to catch the scarecrow."
The scarecrow was responsible for the spiritual energy they were looking for, and misled them too. Fortunately, his junior sister didn't find it. Wuying took out a jade bottle, placed it in the spring, and recited the soul-inducing spell.
The spring water suddenly boiled, unwilling to enter the bottle, but there was no way to stop it. With a "bang", the spirit of the spring water was inhaled by the jade bottle.
Originally clean spring water, instantly turned into a pool of stagnant water.
Qing Yuan, who had already left the Corn Village, took a slight step and looked back at the village.
Xifeng also stopped and asked, "What's wrong?"
Qing Yuan tilted his head, slightly puzzled, and finally shook his head.
Senior brother who is not human, rude senior sister, squatting beside the spring.
Probably... thirsty, drinking water.
"Where are we going now?"
"Return Yu'er's soul, and take a little money."
"and then?"
"Have a meal!"
"And then what?"
- Eat, sleep and beat you! Xifeng smiled brightly at him: "Then get a good night's sleep, and then go find work."
"Oh." Qing Yuan stopped asking, he was thinking about one thing - is the broom still in the inn at that time
"Oh!" West Wind Wolf howled, "Corn! Big and sweet corn, why don't I sell it for money! It's better to stock up on my own." She pitifully grabbed Qingyuan's hand and shook it. Akira, "Can you change the scarecrow back?"
"cannot."
"Oh." Xifeng immediately let go of his hand, what was the use of him!
Xiao Huo, who was still clutching his waist, hummed twice, idiot.
But where was the little dwarf who smashed his waist
Probably on the way to find the big monster again.
The third volume of the bowl demon