Yafu hugged the surprise of his belly, and looked at Director Zhou in front of him, who was like two people in the morning. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The face, which was glowing green by the light, suddenly eliminated the sense of horror and became kind. Those squinting and gentle eyes are full of loving soft light, quite like Leonardo da Vinci's Madonna, and like a mother who is breastfeeding with her own child in her arms.

Now, in that eye, Yao seemed to be a baby snuggled in his mother's arms, waiting to be fed, puffing out his little mouth, sucking sweet milk.

(Look, you're hungry, slow down, don't choke.) ）

Director Zhou is kind and seductive, explaining the mysterious and mysterious truth word by word.

Yafu listened and listened, as if he understood, but he didn't necessarily understand everything. In my heart, it seems that a bright moon has risen, illuminating a lotus pond field with silky light. But there still seems to be a touch of colored clouds, which are blown by the wind from time to time, obscuring the moonlight.

yes, and every one who is alive, who is one with their flesh, is the soul.

In other fashionable terms, it can also be called spiritual.

Although we don't mention it in our daily lives, and even ignore its existence most of the time, isn't it, like this physical and physical "me", the other "me" for each of us, in the same space-time dimension.

Just like the shadow of a person, if we only bury ourselves deep in the darkness where we can't see our fingers, we will never be able to see it; It is necessary to stand bravely in the sunlight, or to accept the light of the light honestly, in order to show the dark side.

Therefore, the soul is something that each of us carries with us, hidden in the abyss of the infinite desires of the flesh, undetectable; Only under the sun, in the pure world of righteousness and light, will it appear unreservedly.

But he still couldn't help it, and asked something that even he was afraid of:

"Director Zhou, can I call you Sister Zhou? Listen to you, all men have souls and are with the flesh. So, I would like to take the liberty of asking: When a person dies, is there still a soul? ”

Unexpectedly, Director Zhou laughed when he heard this, and a few wrinkles appeared on his face, like fine folds on a white bread, and said, "Xiaoya, that's a good question!" Since there have been human beings, life and death, there has been this question, and it has also caused various debates. It's a pity that after thousands of years of fighting, there is still no conclusion," after a pause, she continued: "Actually, it is very simple, the two 'I's' who are positive and negative, the body is the form, the soul is the shadow, and since the form has been extinguished, the shadow naturally does not exist. ”

"So- how do you explain the phenomenon of ghosts?"

Yao seemed to have drilled the tip of the bull's horns, because he unconsciously connected what he encountered in the mountains at noon with some invisible mysterious power.

"Ghosts? Did you see that? ”

"Uh...... Not...... But at noon that tour group ...... It's so evil, if it wasn't a ghost, what else would it be? ”

Director Zhou said that she had to ask Principal Zhao, still smiling, but her heart was full of pain - she wasn't sure if she should tell the poor boy in front of her about those things now, although he would know sooner or later, but if he told him, those painful words would become indelible memories for his life.

Yes, memories that will never be erased for a lifetime!

She hesitated, not knowing how to answer, but she heard two clicks on the windowpane, and saw a pale face reflected on it beside the curtain, only for a moment, but then it was gone, and then the door creaked open—

It's Principal Zhao.

The praying mantis-like inverted triangular face, already covered with sweat, was dripping down the chin and the tip of the nose, like a dripping eaves hanging in the air when it rained; The gray hair is also soaked in sweat, and from a distance it looks like a cloud of doused paper ash, but up close, it looks more like the withered white pine needles in the rain mist pine forest, condensing water droplets.

He didn't care about wiping his sweat, and as soon as he came in, he reflexively locked the door, and quickly closed the thick curtains, and then asked in a low voice:

"What, the tour has arrived?"

Director Zhou said yes, and his fat white body was busy squeezing out from behind the desk, one after another, like a shower gel foam squeezed out.

Principal Zhao gasped, nodded his hands, motioned for everyone to sit, and stared at Yafu again. The look was familiar, like white eyeballs that were going to peek out from under the lenses of glasses as thick as the bottom of a soda bottle.

Yafu was furious by him, and rubbed his hands crampedly on his casual shorts, and heard Principal Zhao cough lightly, but he didn't speak, his brows were twisted together, as if he was pondering.

Director Zhou moved forward, looked at the principal and asked, "Captain Zhao, why did you arrive so quickly?" ”

Principal Zhao didn't answer, his eyebrows were still twisted, like two black caterpillars biting together, entangled for a long time before he loosened his mouth, and sighed unexpectedly: "I didn't expect it to be so fast!" It stands to reason that Ito and they should not arrive until the day after tomorrow. ”

"The day after tomorrow?" Director Zhou's thin eyebrows were also twisted up, not like a caterpillar, but like a slender earthworm.

"Hmm...... The day after tomorrow is an important day......" Principal Zhao muttered to himself, only as the Yafu on one side is transparent air.

Yafu was confused by the inexplicable conversation between the two, what do you mean? What Ito, the day after tomorrow, the important day? Could it be that this tour is from Japan? I heard Principal Zhao continue to whisper:

"I heard from the people above, Ito this time, the person who came is not good......" His mouth moved, but his voice became softer and softer, and he couldn't hear what he said. Director Zhou nodded again when he heard this.

The air conditioner was whirring. This scene almost drove Yao crazy! You two ghosts worship each other, whispering in whispers, when I am air! Hey, about those strange things at noon, and what Director Zhou just said about guarding an ancient secret of Dragon Ball Island, what is going on? He gently pulled Principal Zhao's wide sleeve, meaning that there is still me!

Principal Zhao was pulled by this, and suddenly laughed, startling Yafu. Damn! This is a surprise, like a big god, dare to love that there is no normal human here? I heard Principal Zhao say again: "Xiao Ya! Director Zhou should have told you about it just now, right? ”

"What have you talked about? …… Oh yes, I was talking about the soul. ”

"Do you understand?" The white eyes glared from behind the glasses that looked like the bottom of the bottle.

"Uh...... I didn't understand it at the beginning, but I understood it later, but then I ...... I don't understand it again. ”

"Haha!" Principal Zhao smiled nervously again, making people's hearts furious, "It seems that there are some things that are time to tell you!" ”

“？” Yafu turned his eyes to look at Director Zhou, and found that she had regained her bodhisattva-like smile, nestled behind the green lamp.

"Ya-chan! Listen," Principal Zhao leaned back in his chair, like a storyteller, relaxed his empty body, raised another hand, and continued: "The tour group you met at noon in the mountains involves an ancient secret of Dragon Ball Island......"

It turns out that the legend of Dragon Ball Island is not based on information on the Internet, not two stories, but one.

In ancient times, it was originally a basin with a circumference of 10,000 hectares.

The descendants of Yandi Shennong worked together with the grandson of the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan, Zhuān-Xu, because of political discord and competition for the throne, and an earth-shattering war arose. Later, the Gonggong was outnumbered and defeated, and in a fit of rage, knocked down one of the four pillars used to support the sky, Buzhou Mountain. As soon as this pillar was broken, the sun, moon and stars were inclined to the northwest, which caused a violent earthquake, the earth collapsed, and the rivers and lakes poured down to the southeast, forming a huge flood.

It is said that people go to higher places, and water flows to lower places. The flood was raging, and within a few days, the basin had been inundated, and countless people had drowned. Dayu is compassionate and compassionate, in order to control the water all over the visit to the celebrity, and later met the purple void Taoist, and through its recommendation, met Wuyou Zhenren and Xiayan Fairy, gave the "Book of Heaven" a volume, started the mana, summoned the heavenly realm yellow, red, green, white, black five dragons, and the local people joined forces, opened the river to fill the gully, stacked mountains and rivers, after many years, only to lead the lake into the sea, eradicate the flood. In the meantime, in order to protect the eternal world without the fear of flooding, the five dragons offered the dragon ball in the mouth, which was secretly hidden in the Dragon Ball Mountain by the Purple Void Dao Chief, and turned into five branches of the Dragon Ball Mountain, leading directly to the lake.

"That'...... What does this have to do with tours? ”

Yao was impatient, he just wanted to know the change in that second, and he didn't care about the elder and younger, so he couldn't help but blurt out and interrupted the speech.

Principal Zhao sighed lightly, glanced at the handsome-faced boy next to him with his eyes, and said, "This tour group is a long story...... The leader is called Ito, a native of Keisaka City, Goe Prefecture,, Japan, and his ancestors had a relationship with the clan that guarded the secrets of Dragon Ball in the Song Dynasty......"

Japan? Song dynasty? Connection? That's too far!

Principal Zhao continued to tell Yafu about the history of the Ito family, the Miyun Heart Mantra, and so on, and said that you also have the immunity of one of the three evils, "human evil".

Mantras? Tips? Evil? Please, make up a story, don't be so outrageous, okay!

Yafu's mind was full of chaos, like a pot of white rice porridge tumbling on the stove.

This, this is too much information, right? I'm just a poor boy! Although the surname "Ya" is indeed rare, but it is not as if yesterday in Jiahe City to enjoy all the slings in the world may encounter the white eyes, numbers, humiliation and disdain, today in this afternoon sun can not shine in the col, in this antique and mysterious and even mysterious atmosphere of the spring bud primary school, I have become a family with superpowers.

Is this what you giggled in the morning - fate?

No way, this is definitely a dream!

Director Zhou also saw Yafu's uncertain look of suspicion at this time, pursed his thin lips, poked out a white and chubby smile from the green light, and said, "Look, Zhao Xiao, you scared this kid!" ”

"Uh-huh, scared, hehehe!" Principal Zhao also laughed, and his empty, half-wet clothes also danced on the bamboo pole-like frame.

These two are neurotic!

No, no, no! This place is so weird, I'd better go back to Jiahe City!

Yao looked at the two of them, and a large area of fear floated in his heart like a huge whale squirting water.

"I ...... I...... I'm sorry, I think I'd better go back, I won't do anything here...... Thank you both for your kindness! Yafu swallowed, and his stomach thumped and he retreated. In this situation, it is better to smear the soles of your feet and slip away!

Principal Zhao may have expected his words, as if without thinking, he said in a row: "Okay! Xiaoya, you can go back first, but, you will come back, and besides, you will come back the day after tomorrow! That, Director Zhou, you go to the dock to see him off...... Not...... It's almost half past two, and there is a ferry at two and three o'clock, and it should be in time. Oh yes, my business card, mobile phone number, you have it, contact me when the time comes! ”

What, what? So diao? So readily agreed? And how can you be sure that I'm going to come back, and the day after tomorrow?

Seeing this, Director Zhou seemed to want to say something, but was stopped by Principal Zhao's raised hand, patted Yafu's shoulder again, spoke seriously, and said something that made him even more incomprehensible:

"You have the blood of the Dragon Balls flowing from you!"

Dragon Ball's blood?

And what is it? How can Dragon Ball have blood?

……

A quarter of an hour later, Yafu had already boarded the ferry back to Jiahe City under the eyes of Director Zhou.

The ferry whined and whistled, and the huge engine rumbled, like a big fish made of steel, swimming on the surface of the lake.

It's still buzzing in my head.

What is this called? Yesterday morning, on the spur of the moment, I bumped into the red bean ice cream, fried the boss squid in a righteous and awe-inspiring manner, and then the ghost sent the gods to Dragon Ball Island and experienced a strange journey. This morning, in the wind and rain, I met Principal Zhao and accepted his invitation. Then I met Teacher Li Fangfei and her little sister in a small restaurant in the mountains, and then I was suddenly introduced by a tour group, a thin sunglasses - according to Principal Zhao should be a Japanese - cast the so-called Miyun Heart Mantra; Finally, learn about your superpowers...... All this, as if it came too fast, was full of twists and turns, full of magical colors.

And now, I have chosen to flee.

It was probably not the morning and evening rush hours, there were very few passengers on the ferry, and unlike the crowded cabins when it came, this ferry had seats. In the corner behind him, an old man lay horizontally, snoring, full of alcohol, a pair of dusty and worn sandals that had not been taken off, rubbing against the gray seat cover; In other places, there were some people sitting in twos and threes, and most of them were dozing off; Those who are not sleepy are also playing with their mobile phones with their heads down.

However, there was a family of three sitting in the aisle next to him, which aroused Yao's interest.

Among them sat my father, wearing a camouflage sunhat, white and clean, thin eyebrows and fine eyes, wearing a camouflage crewneck undershirt, if it was equipped with a pole and a long gun, and a military kettle on his back, it was simply the wear of the troops in the field. The woman on his right, her body blocked by the man, only saw a blue and red floral bohemian long skirt, a pale yellow background, a wide brimmed sun hat embellished with pink flowers, and a pair of large-framed sunglasses on her face. To the left of the man, near Yafu, sits a little boy with a small flat head, wearing a casual T-shirt and blue shorts, and a pair of blue and white sneakers, about a teenager, engrossed in playing a mobile game. It is said that there is nothing surprising about this family of three, sitting quietly next to them, mainly because the man's clothes and the little boy's dress reminded Yafu of his parents.

My father often wore it this way, and it seemed that he always had an almost obsessive attachment to military uniforms. Although he has been out of the army for many years, he still likes to wear camouflage or military green clothing. And I remember when I was in elementary school, I was also like this, with a small flat top, casual clothes, and always a pair of sneakers on my feet.

Looking at this family of three, I suddenly felt a little homesick.