Wanjin returned home and wanted to put incense on Guanyin Bodhisattva, but there was no portrait of Guanyin Bodhisattva at home, only a portrait of the God of Wealth. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 He then took down a Buddhist book from the shelf, most of which he had given to the temple after giving money to the temple in the past few years, and there was a portrait of Guanyin Bodhisattva on the second page of the book. He opened it and respectfully enshrined it on the desk, took the incense burner in front of the God of Wealth, put it on the incense, and said silently in his mouth: "Great compassion and great compassion Guanyin Bodhisattva, please bless the white lotus not to suffer from the cold and not to catch a cold, and let me rest assured as usual." ”

When the father and mother saw their son coming back from watching the flood, he suddenly felt strange at home to worship Guanyin, and asked the reason, so he also anxiously urged his son to quickly find some cold and flu medicine to see Bailian together. The three of them went to Bailian's house, and Bailian's parents led them into Bailian's room, Bailian was already lying in the quilt and warm, and the incense was already on the underground flat cabinet, and the Guanyin Bodhisattva on the wall was like sunlight into everyone's heart. Wan Jin has never seen Guanyin Bodhisattva like at this time, and he has a real sense of warmth and security.

Wan Jin's mother asked Bai Lian, "Girl, do you feel better?" It's not cold, is it? ”

Bai Lian smiled and said, "It's much better, it's okay." As soon as I came back, my mother boiled ginger brown sugar water. Sit down, all of you. ”

Wan Jin handed the cold medicine he had been holding in his hand to Bai Lian's mother: "It's better to drink two cold medicines." ”

Bailian's mother poured boiled water for Bailian again and let her daughter drink the medicine.

"Wanjin, you go to that house now to see that child, I'm not worried." Bai Lian's worried eyes.

"Okay, I'll go." Wanjin is out.

The two adults went to another room to talk about the children's marriage, exchanged opinions, and said that they would see a good day in the seventh month of the lunar calendar.

After the heavy rains, the weather returned to the scorching summer sun. The noon sun can burn people's backs and peel off a layer of skin, which hurts and hurts. The pig lies in the nest, whirring and panting. The chickens lie down under a tree. The dog sat or lay in the shade of the south wall, spitting out a thin long tongue, and hula and hula like a flame. Most of the people are taking a nap at this time.

Wan Jin's black dog suddenly barked a few times, and then barked continuously, waking up Wan Jin's family. Wan Jin's mother lay on the kang and looked sideways, and gasped in fright. I saw that the black cat, which had just been restored to its original state, had a small gray snake in its mouth, and its front hooves were standing on the threshold, and it was disturbed and hesitated by the black dog when it wanted to enter the house. It also looked at Wan Jin's mother. Wan Jin's father felt that his wife was frightened, and when he looked up, he couldn't help but be shocked: "Dog's day, I don't change my teachings." When he said this, he sighed a little, for fear that a loud shout would make the black cat relax his mouth and throw the gray snake into the threshold, and then it would be bad, and the snake would drive straight into the kang hole, or into the rat hole at the bottom of the cabinet, and there would be snakes in both rooms, and there would be no home to sleep in, so how could people live!

Wan Jin also walked out of the house where his parents used to live, and saw the snake tail dragging on the ground behind the black cat, and the snake head in front of him. "Alas, brother, you really don't fight for your brother." Wan Jin wanted to laugh but couldn't. Since the black cat fought the black dog that day, Wanjin gave it preferential treatment and fed it the rice in the bowl. In less than a week, the black cat had changed its skinny appearance. "You really have nothing to do to find a beating, do you want the old man to tie you up again?"

Wan Jin gently slurred through his mouth from outside the door, coaxing it to feed. The black cat looked back and saw that there was nothing on the ground, so he turned back again. Wan Jin had no choice but to sip in his mouth, while gently retreating backwards to the south kitchen, reached out and took a white-flour steamed bun from the cage drawer, stretched his arm low to the old elder, almost close to the ground for the black cat to see, and kept snorting loudly in his mouth. When the black cat heard Wanjin's voice approaching a little real, he turned around and saw the fragrant steamed bun in his hand, turned around and ran into the courtyard.

Wan Jin put the steamed bun on the ground. The black cat put down the gray snake and went to bite the steamed bun. Taking advantage of the moment when the gray snake fell to the ground and hesitated, Wanjin was forced to reluctantly learn the technique of the second little snake, pinched the thin tail of the gray snake violently, lifted it upside down, and shook it.

"Mom, I'll send the snake to the riverbank." Wan Jin walked all the way, remembering the time when Bai Lian mentioned the cauliflower snake in the house of the unfilial son, "I am a big man, I am really not as good as her little woman!" White Lotus, are you really the reincarnation of Guanyin Bodhisattva? ”

As soon as Wan Jin went out, his mother was so angry that he scolded and kicked the black cat: "Look at you, a brute, you can't live in this house, and if you fatten you, you will hurt people, and I can't ask you anymore." Father, tomorrow you will send it to the mountains for me, and send it far away for me. It's really scary to die every time, and if you want me to live a few more years, send me away as soon as possible. ”

The old man was really angry and scared. That black snake hasn't come out yet, and if there is one more gray snake, then it really won't be able to live.

At half past five the next day, Wan Jin's father had eaten, and carried the black cat in the cloth bag last night on his shoulder, and sent it to Yuanshan, twenty miles away. They didn't tell their son. A good meal for the black cat at night is considered the last meal, after all, people and cats have been getting along for several years and have feelings. The bottom corners of the cloth bag are rotten and breathing. The old couple chatted for a while overnight, and they all shed tears when the black cat accompanied them for several years.

The round mountain is in the west of the village, and the snake-like west mountain is like a barrier between the water and the soil. Every day when the sun sets, the sky of Xishan is like fire, beautiful and magnificent. It is precisely in the middle of the West Mountain that the mountain strangely arches into a circle. There are many villages at the foot of the western mountain, most of them poor. The locals call it Maruyama as the Baked Cake Mountain. When the sunset falls half of the head, the remaining half is exactly right on the round mountain, the radiant red light paints the round mountain like a flame mountain, and like a fireball, the long mountain on both sides is like two giant dragons, looking from the village twenty miles away, just like the old people say that the two dragons play with pearls.

Maruyama is almost primeval forest. Tall trees, a foot of grass, unknown wildflowers, strange bird calls. It is indeed creepy to enter the mountain alone. The adults followed in twos and threes, and went to the mountains to cut wood for building houses, or planing medicinal herbs. I heard that there are dirt buns on the mountain, and there are snakes in the forest. Father Wan Jin walked halfway up the mountain and released the black cat, watching it disappear into the mountain forest.

The poor black cat was abandoned in the deep mountains and old forests, and I don't know if it can adapt to this wandering life of eating and sleeping in the open. It looked timidly at this strange world, not knowing the east, east, west, north, west, north, south, north, west, north, east, west, north, east, north, It heard its stomach rumble. It's hungry. Suddenly there was a terrible cry, which it seemed to have never heard before, but it was hoarse as if it had spread from the ground, and blood seeped into its marrow.

When Wan Jin's father was about to walk to the foot of the mountain, he also heard the voice, a voice that had not been heard for a long time. He suddenly felt a chill down his spine, yes, it was the howl of a wild wolf.