Under the locust tree in the mountain village, where Feng Wuli sat in the past, a crow looked like a farmer squatting there.
In the eyes of the passing villagers, it was the 'young man' sitting blankly under the locust tree, and they were not surprised.
Someone came out of the house, and Crow saw that it was the girl who beat them with the broom that day.
My cousin saw Feng Wuli sitting there and walked over: "Come in and sit inside, it's so cold outside."
Crow kept shaking his head, but he felt that the boy would not make such a big move, so he slowed down his head.
In the eyes of his cousin, Feng Wuli shook his head rapidly at first, then suddenly paused, and then slowly shook his head in an old-fashioned manner.
In short, he refused to sit in the room.
She sighed and had no choice but to go back to the house. Suddenly she heard Feng Wuli making a strange coughing sound behind her. She turned around and found that her cousin had been looking at a pile of peanut shells on the ground.
"Do you want some peanuts?"
'Feng Wuli' nodded kindly like an old man obsessed with hatred. He also wanted to give him more advice, but he thought that his deception could only deceive the eyes, but not the ears. The sound he made was just a croak to ordinary people. , and shut up again.
"Just say whatever you want..." My cousin muttered under her breath and went back to the house to get him some peanuts.
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In the mountains and forests, everything is boiling.
Countless animals and birds fled into the mountains and forests in the early years. With the harsh living environment, wild animals in the deep mountains and old forests are no longer as rampant as they were in ancient times.
Less does not mean there is none.
A long roar came from the forest, like a tiger or an eagle, but the roar of a large carnivore was very shrill. It was not frightening at all like an apex predator, but more like the shrill scream of a cat that had lost a fight at night.
On the outskirts of the mountain forest, a mountain man holding an old shotgun and wearing a straw hat and a raincoat heard the scream and dropped the cigarette butts in his mouth. He stared wide-eyed at the white-capped mountains and old forests. His solitary figure was infinitely blurred. Zoom out.
"Eudi mother, what the hell is this thing screaming?"
Although the roar was far away, he decided to grab his gun and run away.
It was difficult for him to shoot a bird with his old shotgun, and the roar of the beast just now made him fear it was a tiger.
And why does that thing scream so miserably?
There are many strange stories in the mountains. The old people in the villages often say things that scare Guawazi, and they make me stunned for a while. Who knows whether those stories are true or not.
Slipping away.
The old hunter was not the only one who heard the roar of the beast.
In a dry cold pool, two people were sitting opposite each other, with a chessboard placed between them.
It should be said that they are two humanoid creatures, one male and one female.
The man is in his thirties, wearing a dark gray Confucian shirt worn by ancient rural masters, and a bamboo hat. There is a translucent curtain covering his whole body hanging from the bamboo hat. The curtain obscures his appearance, and only a pair of photos can be seen. The stunning blue vertical pupils seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
The woman has a delicate appearance and is dressed in the style of many female students before liberation. This new school uniform at that time combined Western clothing and traditional Chinese style. It has a blue coat on the upper body, a black skirt that reaches the bare feet on the lower body, white lace socks and flat black bottoms. The leather shoes tightly wrapped Lilac's little feet.
In terms of overall style, the pair of leather shoes and lace stockings may not match this outfit. Female students should have a pair of simple cloth shoes.
But that’s okay.
Just dress nicely.
Simple and elegant, but her skin is a little sickly fair.
In that era, female students with very simple tops and quiet appearance were very eye-catching in school. Unfortunately, people like them who live too long seem to have lost the sense of time, always slowing down. Women have the impression that everyone dressed like this last year. In fact, this 'last year' has been almost a hundred years.
When you think about it, even the word fashionable will become very vulgar.
Hearing the movement, the man's hand holding the chess piece paused, looked up in that direction, frowned and said:
"If this commotion continues, it will affect the village and eventually attract people from the Taishi Bureau. Why not report it now and have someone help you catch that evil thing?"
The woman held the chess piece between her green fingers, clicked it, and said, "It's not called the Taishi Game now."
"I know it's called Qin Tianjian. I still go out occasionally, but I haven't changed my tune for a while."
"It's not called Qin Tianjian. The Taishi Bureau was from the Sui and Tang Dynasties, and Qin Tianjian was the name from the Ming and Qing Dynasties. Now the person in charge of these things is called Tonglian Communications Group Co., Ltd. You can just call the company."
The man felt a little melancholy and sighed, his voice becoming much more lonely.
"What year is it today?"
"Two thousand and five."
Afraid that he would not understand, the woman explained again: "This is the new calendar. The first year of AD is probably the first year of Anhan Gong's new dynasty. Using this as an anchor point, we can calculate five thousand years before and after."
A man's heart is full of sadness, his memory is like a torrent, and he has too many thoughts, which he doesn't know are unexpected, but they suddenly appear, and his legacy echoes in the sad wind.
"In the universe, the sky is full of stars, and the stars and the moon shine on people at any time. In the past, I thought they would always exist, but now..."
He raised his head and glanced: "Without stars and moon, where would we be?"
"Several pottery factories have opened nearby in the past few years. The pollution is a bit high. If you want to see the stars, you can fly higher...if you can control the sky."
"Should I go out for a walk?"
"It's best to report it first. If the company's communication base station detects the sudden appearance of a big monster like you who has no registered soul in the file, all departments in Lingnan will be busy within an hour. You can go to the north to get close to humans. Spread out your spirit in towns and cities, let people know your existence, and then wait where you are. Someone should come to explain to you. The current power of the government is the strongest in history. If you mess around, the immortal will also be beheaded. Fall off the horse."
"I'm not a monster, I'm an elf." The man corrected.
"It's just a statement. Since when do you care so much about what humans call us?" the woman asked doubtfully.
The man remained silent. When he was following the serialization of Journey to the West, the monsters were described as ugly and bad, with green faces, fangs, and sharp mouths and monkey cheeks, which was belittled by his identity.
It was all Wu Chengen's fault for smearing their image as monsters. Later, even the big and respectable monsters were unwilling to say that they were monsters.
Too embarrassing.
"You haven't answered me yet, why don't you ask Taishi... to ask the company to send someone to help you capture the evil spirit?"
"After all, I was the one who caused the trouble. I'm still embarrassed to trouble others." She evaded her eyes.
"You don't mean to bother others, so you just let it go like this?"
"It is too vigilant now. It will run away as soon as you and I get close. It is not easy to catch. But it is growing very fast now. After a while, it will come back when it swells to the point where it thinks it can eat me."
The man asked again: "I haven't asked yet, what is that thing?"
The woman focused on playing chess and threw the dice in her hand. The dice rolled in a circle and clicked to show the number four. She grinned and put the last small blue plane on the tarmac upside down.
"Ha! I won!" Two small braids were swung up.
"Finally you won a round."
"There's no other way. I can't beat you in backgammon, so I can only try flying chess."
The man laughed: "Humans are really interesting creatures. They are really different from other animals."
"Sometimes it's almost the same."
The woman stood up and sensed that there was a very strong spirit approaching here.
Do you feel that you can eat your own master so quickly? What monster is attached to this time? It actually gave him so much courage.
The woman looked towards the edge of the dry cold pool. There was movement in the bushes there. The man beside her frowned, and his green vertical pupils under the curtain were staring in that direction.
A human boy pushed aside the vegetation and walked out. His body was covered with fallen leaves and residual snow and mud, with an evil smile on his face. He looked at the two people in front of him, his eyes were bent into crescent moons and shining with white light, and the corners of his mouth were laughing so hard that his ears were split.
It hurt just to look at it.
The woman dressed as a student during the Republic of China darkened her face: "That's not a monster in the mountains, it's a human. This guy has attached itself to a human."
"What on earth is the evil spirit?"
The woman was silent for a moment and then answered his question.
"my shadow……"
Under the sunlight, she really had no shadow. She thought this person was a practitioner who practiced some secret technique, but she didn't expect that it was the shadow that had escaped on its own.
No wonder she didn't report it to the Taishi Bureau for help.
This practitioner is really a disgrace.
