Chapter Seventy-Four: The Lights Are Dark

The snow was foggy, and on a cold morning, the frost and dew were crawling with dead branches and thick roots. My body was also full of wetness, and the crystal jade pendant was shining brightly in this scene in the daytime.

It's hard to imagine when I will turn back into a human body, if I continue like this, I will not become a jade pendant. I don't know whose memories I was sucked into when the prince took my soul......

Although as a jade pendant, I don't have to be hungry or sleepy, but I'm hungry. Looking at the food at the moment, but there is no mouth to eat, looking at the enjoyment of others' faces, I am anxious.

While I was thinking about it, the boy who was hanging on me woke up, shook his body and opened his eyes. Looking at the prospect, he looked dazed. No, he was thrown into the wilderness as a dead man.

And for some reason, he was so tenacious that he did not die, and the north wind howled, which woke him up and opened his eyes. He pushed away the corpse that was pressing him, and he still had enough strength.

The ice and snow all over the ground blended with the morning mist, like a cloud palace fairyland.

The stench of rotting corpses was not commensurate with it, but fortunately I didn't have a nose that I couldn't smell it. But the boy's face was disgusted and frightened.

He rummaged through the corpses, not knowing what he was looking for. Seeing that he endured the discomfort, moist beads fell from his eyes, and his mouth trembled, I sighed with emotion.

Later, he left the pile, and I was the only one with him, and I was hung and dangled.

Sometimes he rubbed the jade pendant, picked it up and looked at it, his eyes were clear and translucent.

I was carefully scrutinized by such a delicate face, so that I was a little embarrassed, but fortunately I was a little restrained, if Yu Pei blushed, I was afraid that I would frighten this child.

The winding Qianmo is paved with frost and snow, like waiting for the lonely loneliness, as silent as ever, perhaps a precursor to the dawn. He walked along the long ancient road and saw people holding paper umbrellas and greeting each other.

At that time, he heard the melodious sound of gongs and drums, and it turned out that he had entered a warm and noisy small theater.

The warmth of the soft bones and the sweet fragrance all attract him. He saw that the actors on the stage were full of faces, but they were sad, and their shallow long moans were also miserable and hoarse.

"The gold powder is not dead, I smell the incense of the six dynasties, and the tobacco is full of people's intestines, and I am afraid of urging the flowers to be tight. ”

"Ups and downs, missed the ...... of spring"

If I still have a mouth, I will nibble on sweet cakes and listen to the play comfortably.

Soon, he glanced around the corner, where an older boy was being pointed at and reprimanded. Yes, I got a glimpse of it too.

The boy also hung a green jade pendant, the fellow saw the fellow, I couldn't help but be excited to tears, I took a closer look, and felt that the jade pendant was not as good as my jade pendant......

"You have a good voice, if you practice well, you will be able to achieve something!" said the old man in front of the boy, "If you use your mind elsewhere and pay attention to others, what will you do in the future!"

......

The boy was supposed to be an apprentice here, and he was reprimanded so red-faced, and after the old man was gone, he was left alone to think about it. At this time, he turned his head and saw us staring at him strangely, and quickly lowered his face, so ashamed that he couldn't help himself.

I sighed.

Anxiety and sorrow, accompanied by the thick night of lead as thick as inkstone, the half-round moon hangs in the sky, deep and secluded, gradually thickening......

When he arrived at the teahouse, he was greeted by red lanterns hanging high, and the snow and frost on the walls had been shoveled away, and there were many neat double happiness words pasted......

On a snowy day and a desolate night, these are particularly abrupt and weird.

In the depths of the ink, the distant forest suddenly lit up, and he stared at the light, his eyes splitting.

Sure enough, he stepped into the pile of light, a long, endless graveyard in the secluded forest. The men were carrying torches, and the cold wind was blowing, and they put their other hand into their bosom and stomped their feet impatiently.

Layers of snow on your feet.

There was a sensation, and suddenly the sound of the coffin being closed was heard. Startled, he rushed into the crowd.

"Sister!"

"Sister!"

When the couple standing by the coffin saw this, the tears hanging from their faces froze, and the woman trembled and greeted her neighbors and friends. "Where did the wild child come from!"

"Don't make a noise, my child sleeps!" she rolled up her sleeves and cried again.

The two of them picked up shovels and sprinkled the soil on the mahogany coffin with the word "happy", half snow-white and half-muddy.

"My sister! my sister...... She's in there!"

He shouted to the men. Push away the two who were going to bury her sister.

However, several people stepped forward and pulled him away and explained: "It's not your sister! It's a dead girl, married to a secret marriage, it's a happy event......

He knelt down in front of them and kowtowed, his brow covered with frost, and his torn trouser legs were stained with a lot of dirt.

"It's my sister! She's not dead, she's definitely not dead!"

"Please save her......"

......

These people probably didn't know what he was talking about in a choked voice, and his kowtowing like this would break their lives. Furious and furious, they tore the boy away and threw him aside.

The green lamp and the fire burned, and blood stains flowed out of his forehead, and the skin of his hands was torn off to reveal flesh and blood. When he was dizzy, the fire in front of him seemed to sting his eyes, and he was about to open them.

"Sister ......"

As he spoke, he shed tears of grievance, and I felt sorry for him. It's a pity that I'm just a jade pendant, and I can't speak to comfort him, and I can't show my body to drag his sister out of the coffin.

He propped himself up and staggered to the mahogany, biting anyone's hand to pieces if he came near. He is petite and weak, let him grit his teeth hard, how can he open this coffin that has long been sealed.

The lights are shining and the clouds are covering the moon. The wind was biting, the cold snow covered my eyes, and my jade pendant was also trembling with my teeth and trembling. The smell of burning spreads, and the dust and waves come and block people's hearts.

I'm afraid it's hard to get rid of this annoying taste.

I don't know what time it is, and I can't wait for the dawn for a long time. This night is long and difficult to break, and I am afraid that I will live with the sky.

Obviously, he was beaten up again. He was lying in the snow with a black head and a swollen face, whether he was dead or alive, his face was shining, and it seemed that he was still alive.

I sweated for him and exhaled a long breath, and then I thought that I could exhale without a mouth, and I couldn't help but sweat for myself.

At this time, I felt that the soul of someone was drifting, and I thought that it was normal for the soul to float around in this grave forest. But I saw the floating soul clearly, and I was shocked, but it wasn't his sister.

It's a pity he can't see her.

Floating she watched herself being locked in this mahogany coffin and buried in the deep soil, this life is like a flower blooming rich, like a flower blooming weak, and like a flower falling lowly, like a flower falling silently.

This flower blooms and falls, but the season is short.

She looked at her brother like this, her eyes were distressed, and she said with a sad face.

"Brother, from now on, I can't protect you......"

No one heard.

Like other souls, even though she was reluctant, her soul body gradually became transparent, and she had no choice but to follow the light that guided her and stepped into the path of the Yellow Spring to reincarnation.

In fact, the dawn of dawn came not too late or early, but the snowy night was too cold and too difficult, compared to this, the morning dawn was still warm.

Even if you swallow only a little bit of warmth, you will fall into it, who will be willing to live in the cold and lowly?

I hung on him, upside down with feelings, if he accidentally lost me, I became an ownerless jade pendant, it is not a good thing. He always looked at me closely, and he was afraid that he had already seen all the texture of my body.

I'm embarrassed and useless, it's not for him to look at and touch.

"Jun ......"

He stared at me, but there was a look in his eyes that was long-term and thoughtful.

This time, I became the same jade pendant as the one hanging on Juntong's body, and I think it is also the standard jade pendant of their Jun family.

He was alone, even if he was accompanied by my jade pendant, he always sighed and thought about the days when his sister was there before.

Later, he often went to the play, he wore tattered clothes and hid in inconspicuous places, often watching the drama on the stage, listening to the sometimes joyful and sometimes hoarse tone.

I don't know if he understands it or not, he always smiles intentionally or unintentionally.

It's hard to guess this kid.

It was also a day when listening to the play, the cold disappeared, although it was still a desolate appearance, the warm sun was already hanging on the sky, melting the cold frost on the skin.

Long road is sparsely populated.

At this time, I saw the elementary school apprentices in the theater wiping their tears, choking and crying, and their slightly red cheeks were covered with tears.

He took out the money bag in his pocket and stuffed it into the man in front of him, telling him to get things done. The man took it and comforted him softly. The boy told again and again.

"I'm going to bury my brother ......"

He followed the man who was running errands, and the man picked up a long black bag in his room, which was probably his dead brother as the apprentice had said.

There was a twinkle in his eyes, and I didn't know what he was thinking.

When the man carried the bag into a wasteland, there was no wind, no birds and beasts, but it was a clean and good place. The man tore open the bag, and sure enough, it was a dead body.

The man sighed, said Amitabha, and then buried the dead body in the soil very skillfully.

The process was swift and simple, and in less than two hours, the man clapped his hands and left.

But my master, this little boy was probably interested in this dead body, and he hid aside and watched it sneakily, and he actually walked over and pulled and picked up someone's new grave.

I was terrified when I thought about it.

The smell of decay from the corpse was not heavy, and it seemed that it had been dead for a few days. He was pulling at the corpse, could it be that he had become interested in dissecting the corpse and wanted to use it to practice his hands.

I couldn't imagine what was going to happen next, and I wanted to poke myself in the eyes, but I didn't have the eyes to poke myself.

When I was entangled, I saw that in the child's corpse, wrapped in layers of clothes, a piece of green jade pendant, I couldn't find it if I didn't look carefully.

This time I hit my face again, and I was ashamed again.

He also saw it, rubbing this jade pendant that was no different from me, his eyes flashed with excitement, and after a moment it returned to flatness. The corners of his mouth hooked up an inexplicable smile, as if he verified a certain idea in his heart.