Only a day and a half away from returning from the extinct tribe, Jingquan first arranged the affairs of the tribe. When the group set out, the sky was just bright. Standing in front of Qingling and looking back, you can see the sky in the distance is white and deeper. A little orange-red faintly diffused from the place, and the white smoke from the top of the nearby tiled house lined the sky, like a very thin and very thin silk, went out, and then went around, and disappeared at the highest point.
Inexplicably, I felt a little bleak.
Qi Ling took a deep look, and she felt that maybe she was looking back at the aquarium for the last time. Such a bleak and remote sky made her feel emotional, how long has it been since she left the crystal palace in the lush water to the human world? Summer has passed, and autumn is here. There are no four seasons in the deep sea, not to mention the more complicated twenty-four solar terms in the human world. Maybe a month has passed in the human world after a sleep in the gloomy water.
"Sister Curly, what are you doing in a daze? Don't leave now!"
Wei Heng followed from behind and followed Qi Qi's gaze. He could only see a corner of the sky, and he wondered what he was looking at.
"Oh."
Qi Niaoxiu just expressed emotion in his chest, and he wanted to express his feelings. Wei Heng returned to his senses when he said it, and turned his head and walked to the front.
"Can you see the flowers?"
The young man grunted, glanced at the little six-tailed white fox hanging on his shoulder, and muttered again.
"Even the little fox is weird. He fell asleep like this last night. Don't just eat it."
Quanxian and Ziling don’t have the ability to fly through the clouds, but the things that the Shui people buy and sell can’t be delayed for a day. If you find one day late, you will have to suffer one more day. So the curl is called Wu Yuxian. The original body, a huge black bird, is also spacious for ten people.
After flying for a while, the little fox on Wei Heng's shoulder woke up. With his eyes open, he looked around for a while. Everyone was there except Wu Yu.
When she saw the blood-red totem next to the phoenix dark black eyes that was flying, her brows were happy.
"Sister Wu Yu, you are Feng An, but how can you become so big?"
It was the first time that Jiaoer saw the black feathers transforming into form, and she felt extremely happy when she touched the soft black feathers.
"Cut, you don't have any knowledge. Our sister Wu Yu has been practicing much longer than you, okay? She didn't even know where your fox ancestor was when she cultivated into a human form!"
Wei Heng crossed his legs, embraced with his hands, and glanced at the white fluffy thing on his shoulders, as if she was not at all shocked by her sudden awakening.
"Jiao'er woke up, was she tired or injured before."
Wu Yu asked.
"I don't know, but I always feel sleepy, so I feel lazy and sleep a little longer."
Jiao'er jumped off Wei Heng's shoulder, landed on the boy's legs, nestled in a ball, and found a comfortable position.
"Maybe I want a long tail again, right?"
The little fox said nonchalantly.
"Do I know you so well? Are you still sleeping in my arms?"
Wei Heng said, but the little fox muttered.
"You have a lot of meat, and you have solid porcelain."
After that, his breathing slowed down and he seemed to fall asleep again.
What is fleshy, porcelain
He Wei Heng is in good shape, okay, there is no fat at all.
The young man felt that he had been stigmatized and jumped his feet with anger, but seeing the soft and cute little ball on his legs, he didn't seem to have the heart to start, gritted his teeth, and hung his head.
Seeing this scene, Qi Ling smiled happily. From now on, his little brother is afraid that there will be one more person who can check and balance him.
When I thought about it, I was extremely happy. Just when I turned my eyes, I saw a strange sight through the clouds.
It seems like a small village, but there is only a small earthen house separated by a long distance, but the center of those houses is a circular loess clearing, and in the middle, there is also a high platform. There seemed to be a little girl on the stage, and there was a crowd of black people all around. .
Too far away, Qi Ling couldn't see the expressions on their faces, but could faintly hear the songs they sang.
It wasn't like a ballad, it was an extremely solemn sacrificial tone. She felt that she had heard it somewhere, but she couldn't remember it.
As she got closer and closer to that place, the tone became clearer in her mind, hovering for a long time.
But their destination is not here, and I don’t know if I want to take a look at it. I don’t know what’s going on. After hesitating, that little tune is getting farther and farther away from me, floating behind my head. coming.
"Wu Yu, stop first."
"What's the matter, princess?"
"I always feel that something is wrong below, I have to go and see."
Curling suddenly remembered what Xizhi had said to her earlier, her eyebrows condensed, and she made a decision now.
"Wu Yu, you first send Quan and Zi Ling to Guli Capital. I will leave halfway now."
In the curling tone, there are rare hesitations and hesitations.
"What, take me, take me!"
Wei Heng yelled a few words and leaned in front of Qi Niaoyu.
"Well, together."
Qi Nula then turned his gaze to Yin Li, and the man also nodded.
Soon, Yin Li, Qi Niao curled up, Wei Heng and a little fox were ready to go down, Wu Yu said before leaving.
"Princess, be careful, I will come back to look for you when I deliver it to Ziling safely."
The four left immediately.
As soon as she hit the ground, the girl looked around from side to side and walked towards the crowded place.
When I got closer, I could hear the minor tune more clearly. The almost strange humming. When it is high-pitched, he sings with the cuckoo and pulls out with his throat. When it is low, only the airflow from the throat can be heard. And the trembling sound of the tongue. One high and one low, without turning a bit, riding a horse-drawn carriage on the bumpy gravel road, the bones creaked and the heart and lungs were painful.
It’s not too big of a loess land. In the center, there is a table as high as one person, surrounded by a group of people, with strange costumes, caps on their heads, and bright colors on their faces. They either hold a feather in their hands or hold them. A stone with a round face.
At the outermost part are ordinary people, all silent, staring at the middle.
"Grandma? What is this going to do?"
A few people pushed the crowd a little closer to the center, and Qi Qi asked an old woman beside him.
The old woman was obviously startled by the sudden appearance of Qi Qiu and the others. Seeing the girl in front of her, she didn't look like this person, but she smiled cleverly and her heart softened.
"Girl, keep your voice down, you're doing things."
The old woman crouched back, but the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were still stretched, as if they were carved on, eroding into the flesh.
"What do you do, grandma, I came from another place, and I don't know what I'm doing here, I feel flustered by this action."
Curly also lowered his voice to speak.
"It's okay, girl doll, this is our business, and it doesn't affect you. You listen to my grandma, we have a monster here, we have to eat people, sometimes it's a little doll, sometimes it's a young girl, she Don’t let it go. If we don’t offer it, it won’t be rained down on us.”
The old woman was speaking tightly, with the local dialect in the middle of her words. This was what Qi Qiu vaguely heard.
"Then grandma, the boy above, is for the monsters to eat?"
Qi Niao glanced at the stage with curled eyes.
"Yes, yeah, soon my son, the monster is coming, God is pitiful, I even hugged that boy when he was a kid."
After the old woman finished speaking, her eyes were a little wet, but she didn't say much, and looked at the center of the stage again.
Curly walked towards the small platform, Wei Heng approached beside him, telling her the news that had just been asked.
"Sister Curly, the local people said that the child was a sacrifice to the monster in Xiyuan Mountain. After the sacrifice is over, the monster will come to collect it by himself. For the time being, I can only inquire so much, and the people's mouths are strict. Seeing that I asked, I didn't dare to say it deeply, and I didn't know that it was the monster of that avenue, who even cannibalized.
"Oh, I see."
Qi Ling nodded curly, and when his eyes fell on the child on the stage, he felt a pain in his chest.
He was just a four or five-year-old boy, wearing an obviously unfit leather jacket, hot sweat dripped down, only fear and helplessness in his eyes, but he didn't even dare to cry.
It may be that the outlook is too terrible. He hasn't seen it before and doesn't know what to do for a while.
Qi Liao watched curledly, his steps about to move forward.
"Wait first."
Yin Li grabbed her and squeezed in her palm.
"Ok."
Qi Ling stood still, staring at him intently.
After waiting for a while, the sacrifice seemed to be over. One of the singing and dancing people took a pot of things and splashed it on the boy's face.
Sticky, stenchy blood.
The boy who had not been crying for a long time cried out. The blood flowing down his skin was like unknown fear, wrapping him tightly and imprisoned inside.
After that cry, a yellow sandstorm came slowly from a distance, coming very slowly and slowly, but it made people feel frightened and didn't dare to breathe.
The climate of Guli Country is already extremely dry. When the wind blows, the loess on the ground will swirl. Now when the sandstorm comes, the field of vision is all hazy.
When he came back to his senses, the child had already been caught in the yellow sand.
With a bang, a woman in the crowd suddenly collapsed to the ground, her face covered with tears, her lips were squirming, but her throat was dumb and she couldn't speak.
Mostly, it was the mother of that child.
"Jie Jie Jie Jie..."
In the sandstorm, there were sounds that made the scalp tight, and the children shouted loudly in horror.
After that, the curls were still there, and a figure was seen, just vague.
"Yin Li!"
Qi Qi looked uneasy, and the man in the gray robe pointed his head and swept the girl to the center.
Qi Nula took advantage of this emptiness, a few palms of icy blue edges, and they were swallowed directly without any response.
But no matter what, Qi Liao couldn't get into the center, nor could he get into the child.