"Run! Run again, hahahaha!"
Street urchins ran around laughing, with masks on their heads.
There are black cats, white cats, golden-haired rats; black dogs, rams, jade monkeys, and a pure white "mantis" that can barely be distinguished. Each of the seven masks has its own characteristics and is presented in an anthropomorphic way. It shows no anger and self-power, strange spirit, cleverness and cunning, ferocious and evil appearance, kind eyebrows and kind eyebrows, stubbornness and uncertainty, and seven aspects of murderous intention, corresponding to six beasts and one insect respectively.
The seven masks are all derived from the folklore story "Seven Generals in the Demon Mountain" in Daqi.
The blind man has also heard it. The story is probably that the Monster Mountain is full of monsters, and the monsters are causing chaos. The seven generals couldn't bear to see the people in the world suffer, so they personally entered the Monster Mountain and killed everyone who entered and exited the Monster Mountain. After the people were at peace, the seven generals left happily without asking for offerings or incense.
"Hey! You monster! Don't run around! General Xuanmao is here!" The little boy played the role vividly. He was also holding a dream stick in his hand that even a man could not hold. It was as perfect as a stick. wooden sword.
"General Angry Bei is here. You are not allowed to cross the boundary. If you do, you will be killed." The child wearing a mantis mask held two wooden knives in his hands, pretending to be a child dressed as an evil spirit but still looking the same. "battle".
The blind man looked at the images in his brain with great interest. It seems that children in any world are the same and will entertain themselves by playing the "hero" in their minds. So has the seed of this "hero" taken root and sprouted in their hearts?
The blind man didn't know, but he hoped so.
My grandfather lived on the first floor. When he was a child, he often stood in the yard and listened to his peers outside playing such games.
He still remembered two children shouting "I am Tiga!" "I am Tiga too!" "You are a fake Tiga."
If he went back, he would definitely use brain imaging to make up for the shortcomings of his childhood.
"I should be able to come back in the future... If I come back, can I take the bell out of this world? Take it to my world." The blind man thought in his heart.
This world is a bit dangerous, so it's better to stay away from it.
Qin Xiya was thinking, while the bell led the blind man, looking left and right.
Even though the blind man no longer needs the bell, he still relies on the bell.
Because the bell will be afraid that the blind man will disappear without knowing it, so will the blind man.
As long as you hold hands, you will know that she is by your side.
She saw another hairpin. She was a little moved, but she still held it back. She was afraid that what happened in Jianye City would happen again.
The blind man's brain image "saw" the bell's movement, and he took the initiative to lead the bell to the stall.
"Boss, how did you sell this hairpin?"
"It's not expensive, only fifty cents. It's handmade, so it's not a rarity." The stall owner smiled kindly.
[Xiya, there is no need to buy it, it is a waste of money. ] she wrote.
The blind man bought it and put a hairpin on the bell with his own hands: "It's okay, we have money."
In the brain imaging, the girl's face was a little blushing, shy and cute,
After such a long time, he was finally able to clearly see how beautiful the bell was.
However, there was an impact on the waist, and the child wearing the mask of General Furious hit the blind man's lower back.
The mask fell off and the child was so shocked that he almost fell down.
The blind man blocked the boy's shoulder with one hand, stretched out the cane sheath, and hung the mask on the blind cane.
"Wow, that's amazing." The kid admired him.
After righting the boy, the blind man picked up the mask and gave it back to the child: "The mask is good, remember to watch the road."
"Thank you, blind brother." The child took the mask, stared at the blind man's face, then compared the mask with the blind man's face, and said simply, "Blind brother, if you wear this mask on your face, It will be very suitable."
"Then you want to send it to me?" the blind man asked with a smile.
Qin Xiya has always been very patient with children who are not bearish.
And for those who are born bad, the blind man will not be lenient.
Among the thirty degrees of completion of the knight's journey, there was one thing that the blind man could not forget.
A twelve-year-old rich man instigated his servants to abduct a farmer's daughter. The girl was only five years old. When the daughter was found, she had no good flesh on her body. The local county government had a bunch of drunkards, but fortunately there was a catcher. He has a strong business ability, and he followed the clues to find the real culprit behind the scenes, that is, the twelve-year-old bad boy, but the police could not do anything to him.
So the blind man took out the knife, and that was the first time he killed the so-called "child".
The child in front of me is not bad, he is innocent and cute.
"Blind brother, why are you worried about children's things? Well, the uncle selling masks is over there. Have you seen my pretty sister? If blind brother wants to buy it, you can take him there. I will continue to kill demons. 'Here we go." The child said goodbye and continued to play with his friends.
The blind man smiled.
This world is going to be bad, but if there are more children like this, maybe it will get better.
But that mantis mask is indeed kind of... handsome.
He has to be described as handsome.
The mask is painted with pure white paint, and the mantis's terrifying triangular head is modified to look like an ordinary person's face. The distance between the eyes is more normal, which is in line with the aesthetics. It seems that the eyes are made of polished dried resin, but they are closer to the eyes. The eye mask is as transparent as glass, and the mantis-like mouthparts have also been modified into a layered mouth-covering mask. The overall lines of the mask are soft, but it also contains some sharp convex angles, which are mostly concentrated on the forehead. On both sides, the two tentacles are slightly shorter but appear slender in proportion, extending at the end of the eyebrow arch close to the inner corner of the eye.
So handsome, really handsome, this mask is really handsome.
The blind man admitted that he was very moved by this mask.
The bell saw the blind man's heartbeat and wrote on the blind man's palm.
[If you want to buy it, buy it. We have money. 】
So the blind man bought the mask and a white cat mask for Lingdang.
The two of them felt a little uncomfortable wearing masks, so they both put them on their heads.
They looked funny, and they looked at each other and smiled happily.
The desert is desolate, but this place is lively.
Everyone is having fun, celebrating in their own way, or taking a walk together, or drinking and eating meat...
The "celebration" of the blind man and the bell is "going with the flow".
Go wherever there are people, and no one will say anything if you blend in. Everyone is very enthusiastic.
Even if we didn't know each other, we quickly got to know each other and started talking and laughing.
No one laughs at the blind or mute, and everyone is willing to accept him and her.
"Pass the fire!" A young man with quick legs held a torch high and sat on the ground to light the bonfire.
During the Fire Passing Festival, this custom is called "Fire Sitting".
Then he handed the torch to the next person, who also held the torch high and shouted: "Pass the fire!"
Then he quickly ran to the next bonfire.
Other people who had been waiting for a long time spontaneously gathered around the bonfire.
Blind men, dumb men, boys and girls, young men and women, and men and women in the prime of life gathered in a circle around the bonfire. They held hands and danced. From time to time they approached the bonfire, sang and danced, and then retreated. It was so lively and joyful.
Lingdang saw Chen Yun and Tao'er mother and daughter, briefly left the crowd, held their hands, and brought them into the circle.
Everyone celebrates the annual festival together,
The long-lost smile appeared on the faces of mother and daughter.
After sorrow, you should smile more, right? Because if you always have a sad face, the people who love you will feel sad.
A bonfire was lit.
"Brothers, sisters, uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters! Come and see the ironworkers!" the young man who came back from passing the fire shouted loudly.
In fact, there is no custom of forging iron flowers in the Fire Festival. This should be a kind of cultural integration.
So everyone held hands and ran slowly and carefully under the leadership of the fire messenger. Whether they were Qiqi people or Daqi people, there was no barrier between them.
The huge crowd ran outside the town.
Fifteen shirtless men, old or young, holding an old wooden pole in one hand and a wooden stick in the other, gathered around the six-meter-high "flower shed".
It is said to be a flower shed, but it is actually a high shed where fireworks are set off.
With the sound of the trumpet, the wooden stick struck the old wooden pole from bottom to top, and the old wooden pole also rose up. The molten iron in the groove of the pole head rose high.
Fifteen people were making iron flowers together in an orderly manner. The iron flowers are already gorgeous, why should they pursue grandeur and squander it all at once? It's also great to have a continuation like this.
The molten iron shattered into bright yellow stars in mid-air, as if the invisible fire tree was full of silver flowers, fleeting, but then rising again,
The molten iron falls on the fireworks primer and "grows" rapidly after being ignited.
Fireworks exploded into the sky, blossoming into clusters of flowers, petals falling from the sky, and the iron flowers on the ground also complemented the fireworks in the sky.
This is the most gorgeous fireworks that Blind Man and Ling Dang have ever seen in their lives.
Chen Yun and Tao'er raised their heads, looking fascinated.
"Mother-in-law (father), you are also accompanying us, right?" Mother and daughter had a tacit understanding, and such thoughts arose in their hearts.
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"Xiya, shall we settle here from now on?" Lingdang wrote, holding the blind man's hand.
Qin Xiya doesn't want to break the beauty now,
He smiled and nodded.
"good."
The fireworks are still going on over there.
The east wind blows thousands of trees into bloom at night,
It blows down even more, and the stars are like rain.
Fireworks rose slowly, lighting up the entire Zhuangqi Town.
It also illuminates the twenty-one years of the blind man and the twenty-year-old of the bell.
She and he carefully treasured the memory of tonight and put it into the treasure chest of memory.
Suddenly, the bell started writing again.
"Kasengar should not feel lonely anymore." She was delicate and sensitive, thinking of the lonely god from the mythology of the Qiqi tribe.
"No," the blind man said firmly, "because we are all accompanying Him."
"I won't be lonely, because you are with me."
【I won’t be lonely, because you are with me. 】
Look, he and she are both young, bright, and clean.
