The evening came quickly, and the aunt at the door brought dinner. After the two had eaten, Gu Qingqiao came to the concierge with the used bowls and chopsticks. The auntie pig demon saw him, took the bowl and chopsticks with a smile, and asked, "Why are you here, where is your sister?"
Gu Qingqiao looked well-behaved, "Sister didn't sleep during the day, and now I feel sleepy, so I lay down after eating."
The aunt met Mu Xiyun twice during the day and liked this beautiful and quiet girl very much. When she heard that she went to bed so early, she asked worriedly, "Is she alright, will she be sick?"
"It's alright," Gu Qingqiao replied, "Sister has always been in good health, but I've been too tired for the past two days." After speaking, he also covered his mouth and yawned, "I slept during the day today, I still feel sleepy now.”
Seeing him yawning again and again, the pig demon couldn't help but feel sleepy. After sending Gu Qingqiao away, he carefully locked the door and returned to his hut.
Gu Qingqiao returned to the room, and the two set up a barrier in the room and slipped out quietly through the back window.
The sky was getting dark, and the lights in the city were gradually lit up. The whole city seemed to have just woken up, and gradually began to get angry.
Laughter came, a group of children ran out of the yard, not knowing what game they were playing, you chased me on the street, so happy.
There were only children on the street. Mu Xiyun, an adult, looked very abrupt. After discussing with Gu Qingqiao for a while, Gu Qingqiao swaggered down the street. trace.
"Hey, who are you? Why haven't I seen you?" A ten-year-old child saw Gu Qingqiao and asked.
"Me?" Gu Qingqiao smiled, "I'm new here."
"New here? No wonder I didn't see you in the morning?"
I don't know why the child emphasized the morning, Gu Qingqiao had no choice but to say nonsense: "That's what you overlooked."
"Okay," the boy said like a little adult, "you are very brave. You are walking on the street alone. There are several in our yard. They cried and cried when they came back from the big house. Now they don't come out to play."
Gu Qingqiao was at a loss, but he was afraid of being exposed, so he chose some simple words: "I have always been very courageous, how about you?"
"Me? This place is pretty good, and you can play with your friends," the boy raised his chest. "What's there to be afraid of?"
"Then where are you from?" Gu Qingqiao asked.
With a blank expression on the child's face, he reached out and scratched his head, "Hey, why don't I remember?"
The two were talking when the child in front called out, "Qingpi, what are you doing, can't you come?"
The boy named Qingpi shouted, "Come, come." He turned around and said to Gu Qingqiao, "Come and play with me if you have time!" After speaking, he ran away quickly and joined the group of children.
"The big house... in the morning." Gu Qingqiao was thoughtful.
The two walked around the street one after another, and they found nothing except seeing all kinds of children.
Afraid that they would be discovered after going out for too long, the two quietly sneaked back to the small courtyard.
The courtyard door was still locked, and Aunt Pig Demon had already fallen asleep, and her snoring was so loud.
The two returned to the room, Gu Qingqiao said: "It's strange to say, the child who talked to me today heard that I was a newcomer, and they all mentioned arriving in the morning and the big house. Is it the rule here to enter the city in the morning? Where is the big house? We’ve walked around the city and haven’t seen a big house!”
"And they are very at a loss about their origins," Mu Xiyun added, "it seems that they have lost their memories after entering the city."
"How about we go out again tomorrow morning?" Gu Qingqiao asked.
"Okay!" Mu Xiyun nodded. This city is full of weirdness, but now there are only a few words as clues.
Mu Xiyun found the kitchen, boiled some hot water and went back to the house. The two washed up casually, Gu Qingqiao kicked off his shoes and climbed onto the bed, smiling: "Sleep!"
Mu Xiyun watched him silently for a while, took out a thin quilt from the cabinet, and prepared to spread it on the ground.
"What are you doing?" Gu Qingqiao jumped out of bed barefoot.
"Play the floor!" Mu Xiyun said naturally.
"Don't, it's cold on the ground, you go to bed and sleep." Gu Qingqiao held his hand, "I will also come to lay the floor."
Mu Xiyuan smiled and said, "How can there be an elder sister who sleeps in her own bed and lets the younger brother sleep on the ground?"
Gu Qingqiao followed his gaze to see his little hand, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "That's not to dislike my brother, sister who doesn't sleep with him!"
Looking at Mu Xiyuan's embarrassed eyes, Gu Qingqiao raised his chest and said, "The man is casual, what's the point of two men sharing the same bed? Don't worry, I sleep very honestly. You go to bed, half of us, we promise not to. bother you."
People get fat by breaking their promises, and sure enough, after just an hour, he was completely eaten by himself.
Mu Xiyun looked at the child's body rolled into her arms and sighed silently. The little boy's tender face has a sly smile, and he is happy in his dreams.
…
The end of the ugly time is the darkest hour before dawn. Gu Qingqiao and Mu Xiyun opened their eyes at the same time.
From the distant city gate, the sound of a carriage could be heard faintly. The voice was very far and very soft, but it could not hide the keen hearing of the practitioner.
The two got up quietly, rearranged the enchantment of the house, and went out of the hospital again.
At the moment when night and dawn meet, the city is quiet. The vast fog drifted on the street, and the sound of horses' hooves came from the city gate and slowly emerged from the fog.
It was a flatbed truck with a solid wooden cage. Inside the wooden cage, seven or eight children were covered in scars, sitting in the wooden cage, lifeless.
One after another, there were over a hundred carriages, each with more or less children under the age of ten.
Another row of wooden cages passed in front of Gu Qingqiao. He suddenly took a step back in surprise. Several children in the cage were leaning against each other. The tallest one was the Qingpi who had a conversation with him the day before yesterday!
Mu Xiyun frowned, unfolded the Cloud Crossing Art, and quickly swept forward. Soon after, he flashed back, pulled Gu Qingqiao, used the thick fog to cover his figure, and walked towards the front of the convoy.
"I looked at the team again just now. The driver of the third car and the fifty-seventh car are the same person."
"the same person?"
"Yes, but at a different age."
"Why is that?"
"If I'm not wrong, what we have seen is the carriages that have been here for more than ten years, and the children in every carriage were abducted and brought here."
"Then they are..."
"I have an idea that needs to be verified." Mu Xiyun said, "Come on, let's go to the front.
Gu Qingqiao turned his head and glanced at the team again. The wooden cages were looming in the thick fog, and the children's pale faces and scars were shocking.
The leading carriage slowly stopped, and at the end of the road, a large open space appeared. A huge three-story pavilion appeared in front of him.
The adults in the car got out of the car, urged the children to get up, and drove them into the pavilion one by one.
Gu Qingqiao glanced at Mu Xiyuan and made a gesture to point to the queue of children. Mu Xiyun nodded and walked to the door.
Another child in the carriage got out, and the driver stood at the back of the line. Taking advantage of the thick fog, Gu Qingqiao quietly inserted into the team from the side and stood between the two children.
Followed into the door, it was dark inside, only dimly saw small cubicles all around. The children were taken from room to room like beasts being driven away. The driver locked the door and turned to leave.
From the wooden cage to the room, it's just from one place to another, life is still hopeless, and the children's faces are only numb and hopeless.
Gu Qingqiao did not enter the room, he quietly walked along the wall, passed the doors one by one, and crossed the dim faces.
At the end of the room was the stairs up, where it was dark, as if everything, even the light, had been swallowed up, a void.
In the darkness, Gu Qingqiao was gently hugged by the shoulders, and Mu Xiyuan had already sneaked in.
"What's going on here?" Gu Qingqiao reluctantly used his spiritual power to transmit his voice: "How can there be such a building, it's dark and dark everywhere."
Mu Xiyun patted his shoulder and took a few steps up the stairs, but suddenly stopped. After the corner of the stairs, there is nothing but complete darkness and nothingness.
The two turned around and turned around, and suddenly, a thin female cry came into their ears.
The voice seemed to originate from far away from the city. It was very small but very clear. The tone was filled with infinite sadness and desolation. It came one after another: "My son, where are you?"
Slowly, another voice joined the cry. The third, the fourth, the fifth... The women's cries gathered into a torrent of voices, and the voices were weeping blood, and they were alarmingly loud. A hoarse shout resounded through the sky: "My son, where are you?"
The children in the pavilion shouted in unison: "Mother, I'm here!"
The two voices met in the air and slammed into each other. The huge force exploded, and the entire pavilion was blown to pieces.
The sky is already bright, and the sky is shining in, and the pavilion has become a big house, with carved beams and painted buildings, which is exquisite and unusual.
The two quickly retreated into the corner of the house.
The children woke up from a dream and stood up shaking their bodies.
Shadows drifted into the house one by one and came to the children.
Seeing that the shadows are all women, some of them have clear images. After entering, they float to a certain child, and take his hand with a smile. Others have blurred faces, just a shadow, but they are also kind-hearted and stand beside the children.
I don't know when a woman stood in front of the people. She was not beautiful, just the appearance of an ordinary peasant woman, but the smile on her face made people feel tender.
She smiled and nodded to the children, and said softly: "You are home, and there will be no more pain and sorrow in the future. Go back."
The shadows bowed their heads, pulled up the children, and walked out of the house each.
Looking through the window, the thick fog has disappeared, and the outside world has returned to the appearance of a mountain city.
The shadow and the child soon walked out and entered a house, but the woman in the lead was still standing there, not moving.
The two quietly followed the last few children, preparing to go out.
"Two immortals," the voice of the woman behind them sounded, "Why don't we have a good talk?"