"What kind of person is Po Meng?" He Xi asked.
"There are three legends about Po Meng. One is about the innate beings who have existed in the underworld since the beginning of the world. The other is about a woman named Meng Jiangnu in ancient times in my country. She cried in search of her husband. When she walked to the Great Wall, her true feelings moved heaven and earth. Heaven and earth missed her and made her become Po Meng to save the souls of the dead. And the other way is that she was transformed into a wisp of the remaining soul of Tu Niangniang, the great witch queen of the witch tribe when she was incarnated in the six realms. Po Meng has always maintained the stability of the underworld," Qin Wuyou said.
"Wuyou, what do you think this magical thing like Meng Po Soup is made of? It's actually so magical. Just drinking a bowl of soup can wipe away all a person's memories and past events. , leave no trace, and transform into the original and purest soul state." He Xi touched Qin Wuyou's face on his lap and asked curiously. When she first heard this story, she was attracted by the world inside. She never thought that there was such a thing as the underworld, as well as Meng Po, Bana Flower, Yellow Spring River, Eighteen Hells, etc. She had never thought of it. Something that subverts the worldview.
Hearing He Xi's words, Qin Wuyou was startled. What is the composition of Meng Po Soup? It seemed that he had heard legends about this thing in his previous life. Qin Wuyou sorted out his memories and said slowly: "I have heard of this, but I don't know whether this legend is true or not. Legend has it that Meng Po Soup is induced by eight tears. The eight tears are - one drop of raw tears, two coins of old tears, three points of bitter tears, four cups of regret tears, five inches of lovesickness tears, six cups of tears of sickness, seven feet of tears. Tears of farewell, eight flavors of Meng Po's sad tears. The Meng Po soup is divided into six mouthfuls - one mouthful is born sweet, two mouthfuls are rebellious and spicy, three mouthfuls are cherished and sour, four mouthfuls are about love and debt, five mouthfuls are numb for body and mind, and the last mouthful is boiled water. "
Hexi was stunned when he heard Qin Wuyou's words. He didn't expect that the composition of Meng Po Tang was actually these things. The name alone sounded so sad. He Xi said to Qin Wuyou with a serious tone: "Wuyou, why do you think there are all these negative tears in Po Meng's soup?"
Qin Wuyou grabbed He Xi's hand, brought it to his mouth and kissed it, sighing: "Isn't this the epitome of life? The Buddha said that people come to this world to suffer, birth, old age, illness, and death. . Resentment and hatred, love and separation, the five yins are strong, and asking for nothing is the normal state of life. The human world is not a pure land, everyone has his own suffering. We are all sad guests in the mortal world, don't laugh at who is the poor one. Some people once said that after death Will definitely go to heaven.”
"Why? Didn't you say that all sinful people will go to hell? How come everyone can go to heaven?" He Xi asked doubtfully.
"Isn't the world just hell?" Qin Wuyou said looking into He Xi's bright eyes.
"Hell? Maybe, but I don't feel that way. I think the world is pretty good. Wuyou, which one do you think is the most important, family, love, or friendship?" He Xi asked.
"Well... they are all important, each one is indispensable. In a person's life, it is a pity to lack one of the three, family, friendship, and love. It is really pitiful to lack two of the three. Without all three, life is worse than death. . All of this is a word for love. People are emotional animals. As long as they are in love, they will have sadness and regret. That's why the world is called hell." Qin Wuyou said slowly.
Hearing Qin Wuyou's words, He Xi smiled in vain and said, "If the world is hell, as long as I can meet you, I am willing to perish here forever."
"He Xi!" Qin Wuyou stood up and grabbed He Xi's shoulders and said.
"What's wrong?" He Xi asked.
"Thank you for having you in this life. Meeting you and being able to spend the rest of my life with you is the greatest luck of my life. I wish you warmth in the winter, I wish you are not cold in the winter, I wish you have a light in the dark and an umbrella in the rain, I wish you the rest of your life You can all have me by your side." Qin Wuyou said slowly.
"Yes, it will be possible with you here." He Xi threw himself into Qin Wuyou's arms and said with a sigh of relief.
"Okay, it's getting late, let's go back." Qin Wuyou patted He Xi on the back and consoled him.
Then Qin Wuyou took He Xi back to the cabin. The resting room was illuminated by the girls using lamps. Everyone is busy building their own resting place. Time is short to build a big house, so everyone can only squeeze into the same room to make beds.
"You're back. The bed has been made for you. It's up to you to guard the door for all of us tonight." Kesha pointed to the outermost bed closest to the door that had been made up with quilts and smiled at Qin Wuyou. .
I took a look at my position, and it was just right to be at the outermost end. It was already inappropriate for me as a married man to sleep in the same room with so many unmarried women, and it was even more inappropriate to squeeze into the middle, but the conditions were not right. Yes, I couldn't live in a separate room, so the location Kesha chose was just right.
"Daddy, come here quickly." Qin Lingsu and Qin Luyan were rolling on Qin Wuyou's bed, patting the quilt on the ground and saying cutely to Qin Wuyou.
"Okay." Qin Wuyou smiled and walked towards them.
Night fell, and everyone fell asleep peacefully in the room. Qin Wuyou suddenly felt extremely irritable in his sleep, as if something was squeezing his heart, making him feel difficulty breathing.
In the dream, he came to a scarlet space, in which there was nothingness, and nothing else could be seen except the red mist. Walking forward, Qin Wuyou suddenly saw a small black dot, which looked particularly dazzling in the red mist.
When Qin Wuyou got closer, he finally saw clearly what this small black dot was. It was after seeing clearly that he ran away violently, his pupils contracted violently, and the spiritual energy from his body began to erupt violently.
Grandma Dean? Why is she here and being treated so badly? It turned out that the black spot Qin Wuyou saw was a human figure, but it was too far away and looked like a black spot. At this time, the dean's grandmother was being hung in mid-air by two huge blood-red chains piercing her bones. Her body was covered with scars from whipping, and the blood stained her white clothes into a dazzling blood red. Her eyes were closed tightly, her head lowered, and the blood on her hair, together with her silver-white hair, dried up and condensed into dark red patches. Blood clots.
"Who is it? Come out! I will definitely kill you!" Qin Wuyou roared loudly as he looked at the miserable looking dean who was hanging in the air. This was a relative who had nurtured him, who was as kind as a mountain, and whose love was as deep as the sea. He was just a mortal, why should he be treated so badly?
Qin Wuyou's figure soared into the sky, trying to save the dean's grandmother, but no matter how hard he flew, he could not get close. The dean's grandmother's body always kept a certain distance from him, right in front of him. But it's far away, out of reach.
After chasing for a long time in despair, Qin Wuyou and the dean's grandmother suddenly came closer and closer. Qin Wuyou's body finally got closer. Just as he reached out to pull the red chain that penetrated the dean's grandmother's body. When she was about to stop, suddenly the dean's grandmother raised her head that had been lowered, and her scarlet eyes stared at Qin Wuyou in front of her.
"Grandma Dean, you..." Qin Wuyou just started to say, but was interrupted by Grandma Dean.
That extremely harsh and hoarse voice, similar to the squeaking sound of chalk crossing a blackboard, said strangely: "Heretic, are you ready to die?"
"What?" Qin Wuyou was stunned and asked in confusion. He didn't understand what the dean's grandma meant, but he was sure that it was definitely not the dean's grandma's voice. Grandma Dean's voice is always full of warmth and kindness, which makes people feel like being wrapped in warm sunshine, which is extremely comfortable. Instead of being like now, full of murderous intent, bone-chilling, making people's hair stand on end.
At this time, a larger blood-red eye suddenly appeared above the blood-red space, which was boundless and covered the entire sky. Even though the huge blood-red eyes were very big, Qin Wuyou still felt like they were staring at him. An incomparable feeling of fear arose in his heart, and Qin Wuyou felt that his body was out of control, and his whole body seemed to be frozen and stiff. Under these big blood-red eyes, he looked extremely small and powerless to resist. He was like an ant being stared at by a giant dragon. He could only be manipulated like a piece of fish on a chopping board.
Qin Wuyou looked at the evil giant eye in the sky with a solemn expression. Even though it was just an eye, Qin Wuyou could feel the playful and playful emotions in it, as if he was seeing an interesting toy. After looking at Qin Wuyou with interest for a while, the giant eyes disappeared from Qin Wuyou's sight, as if they just came to see him.
"Jie Jie Jie..." The dean's grandmother did not answer Qin Wuyou's words, but smiled very strangely, and then her body exploded and turned into a pile of blood mist, floating in the air.
"No!" Qin Wuyou cried bitterly. Although he guessed that this was not his grandmother, but she had her appearance, it still made Qin Wuyou extremely heartbroken to suddenly disappear in front of his eyes.
Suddenly Qin Wuyou woke up from his sleep. He felt a little cold on his face and reached out to touch it. Looking at the moisture on your fingertips, tears? I don’t know how long I haven’t cried. Is it just a dream? Why did I suddenly dream about the dean's grandmother? Did something happen to her? Qin Wuyou felt extremely uneasy and wanted to treat this dream as an ordinary dream, but he still couldn't believe his thoughts.
The more he thought about it, the more irritated he became. Qin Wuyou simply climbed out of bed, covered Kesha with a quilt next to him, and walked to the corridor outside the door. At this time, it was as if Qin Wuyou's sad heart could be sensed outside the house. Unexpectedly, it had already begun to rain heavily.
A cold wind blew, and there were streaks of lightning and bursts of thunder among the dark clouds that covered the sky. Suddenly, the wind howled, black clouds covered the roof, and huge raindrops fell from the sky, hitting the roof and making the whole wooden house crackle. There was another thunderbolt, deafening. In an instant, the raindrops connected into a line, and with a crash, the heavy rain poured down overwhelmingly like the sky had collapsed. The sky and the earth seemed to be hung with an extremely wide bead curtain, and it was misty. The rain fell on the roof, splashing water, like a layer of mist covering the roof. The rainwater flowed down the roof, and the broken beads gradually connected into a line. More and more rainwater fell on the ground, forming a small stream.
Looking at the rain outside the house, it felt as heavy as my own mood at that moment. I dreamed about the dean’s grandmother. Is this a sign? Can I still go back? It has been so many years since he returned to this world, and he has never given up on finding his way back, but he has never found it. Maybe he will never be able to go back in this life. Qin Wuyou fell into deep doubts about himself. I took out a cigarette that had never looked ugly in more than ten years and put it on my mouth. I suddenly wanted to light one.
The fire lit up the cigarette butts, and the firefly-like light cut through the dark night sky. After taking a deep breath, Qin Wuyou finally felt that his mood was relieved for a moment. The noisy wind blew the smoke in his hand and accelerated its burning.
Qin Wuyou picked up the cigarette in his hand and murmured to himself, "Feng'er, are you worried too?"
At this time, Kesha brought a coat and gently put it on Qin Wuyou's body, and asked softly: "Wouyou, what's wrong? Are you worried?"
After tightening his jacket and looking at Kesha who had just walked out of the house, Qin Wuyou said apologetically: "Kesha, I'm sorry for waking you up."
Kesha leaned towards Qin Wuyou, leaned in his arms, gently stroked Qin Wuyou's chest, and said, "Wouyou, what's wrong with you? I feel like you're very unhappy. What's on your mind?" Tell me?"
"It's okay, I just had a nightmare and I'm not in a good mood. Go back to sleep." Qin Wuyou patted her back and comforted her.
"No rush, I'm not very sleepy. It's okay to stay up all night. I'm just used to sleeping when I'm with you." Kesha shook her head and said.
"If you don't go back, the girls will start crying and calling for their parents when they wake up. Don't let them affect others' rest." Qin Wuyou said with a smile.
"They basically won't wake up in the middle of the night if they are asleep. You, a father, don't understand your children so well." Kesha said angrily.
"Uh..." Qin Wuyou was at a loss for words. He really didn't notice this detail.
"Wuyou, what's on your mind? I'm your wife, can't you tell me?" Kesha looked up at Qin Wuyou in his arms and said with melancholy eyes.
Looking at Kesha's concerned eyes, Qin Wuyou hesitated for a while and then said slowly: "I can get to my grandma. Something bad seems to have happened to her. This feeling is so real, so real. It’s not like a dream, I always feel that something might really happen to my grandma, and this dream is her omen for me.”
grandmother? This was the first time in so many years that Kesha heard Qin Wuyou talk about his relatives. He had never been concerned about his relatives before, and every time he was asked, he would always be vague and pass them off gently. Unexpectedly, he also had a grandmother. Kesha asked: "Grandma, what happened to her?"
"I dreamed that she was killed and covered in blood. The monster turned into her and found me." Qin Wuyou said, and the more he talked, the more sad he became. He hated his own powerlessness. If he now If he could find a way back, he wouldn't have to worry here.
"It's okay, Wuyou, everything in the dream is reversed. Grandma will be fine." Kesha comforted her.
"I hope, if something really happens, I will never be able to forgive myself in this life." Qin Wuyou said with a sad expression.
Kesha didn't speak because she didn't know how to comfort him. Instead, she snuggled into his arms quietly, accompanying Qin Wuyou as he quietly stared at the dark night sky, hoping that this would make Qin Wuyou feel better.
