"Cliff, wake up!"

The white aperture suddenly pierced the brain as the eyes opened, and the entire back of the head was swirling with a "buzzing" sound. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The eardrum seemed to be rushing out, and it hurt so much that Jie Ya couldn't help but reach in a finger and scratch it vigorously.

"Hey, little man, wake up!"

His face was resting on a table, and the downward-facing side was so pressed that he almost didn't feel it.

A piece thicker than a slap slammed into the top of his head, shattering all the drowsiness in an instant.

Suddenly, he looked up, and a book with the words "The Religious Discipline" landed right at his feet, and in the distance, a boy in a light yellow linen robe was running out with all his might, and turned back and grimaced at himself.

Jie Ya raised his hand to cover the bag on his head, and the pain in this position made him feel inexplicably familiar. The other hand was holding the table and trying to stand up, but something was not right.

He put his hands in front of his eyes and compared them back and forth, a few circles smaller than usual, the table was not high above the ground, but it was just right to his chest.

He took a step to the side, and just as he stepped on the corner of his mopping clothes, he stumbled and fell on the hard gravel pavement.

He crawled there stunned, stretched out a finger to open the cover of the book, and in the lower right corner of the inner page was written the word "Jieya", which was scribbled and ugly.

It hurts! The pain in the crest of the hand back to the cone, coupled with the nausea that swirls in the stomach, is this a memory, or a dream?

Jieya's eyes slowly came back to his senses, remembering that this day was seven years ago, there was just a thunderstorm last night, and in the morning there were very rare multi-colored clouds in the sky, hanging low in the sky, spanning half of the borrowed river, as long as the person who opened the window casually, he could see it.

This day is the day when the oracle elects the next saint, so such a landscape is naturally said to be an auspicious omen.

It's just that I didn't expect such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to fall into Banli City.

So when it was almost noon, the temple was full of people, and the beating of gongs and drums was so far away that it was stirring people's hearts.

As soon as the lecture had been a few pages long, the worshipper could no longer stand the chatter of the whole room, threw the scroll behind him, shook his hand and went out.

Everyone rushed up to the window to get a better look.

I saw the worshipper staggering out of the study hall, and soon disappeared along the road leading to the temple.

The whole room burst into shouts of surprise in an instant, and the boys rushed out of the door with a "ping-pong bang", but they still did not wake up the cliff that had not slept all night.

In the heavy rain last night, he and Zixi curled up in the attic of the small shop and whispered all night.

"You say, what would you do if I was chosen?"

This question, Jieya naturally took a smile and told the truth.

At this time, he was crawling on the floor of the study hall, and the first exclamation had already erupted outside.

According to memory, the selection of the saint was already made, and the procession would set off from the temple with a shelf wrapped in flowers and a sedan chair decorated with white gauze, and the singing was as inaudible as chanting.

At the front of the line was a blindfolded girl who kept shouting, "Oracle ......"

Next to her was an enshriner from Yudu, supporting her all the way.

The worshipper had a full head of white hair and a long fishhook around his neck to show his status, and the other end of the hook was held by the girl's hand.

Then there are floats carrying harps and bagpipes, and the eyes of the performers are wrapped in a uniform white veil.

Scraps of paper were constantly being thrown into the air, picked up, and the fragments were recognizable as the chapter on the selection of saints in the Code of Doctrine.

The chariot was pulled by three sheep, whose hooves were pierced in advance by sharp nails, and as long lines of blood flowed as they went.

The sheep had berries stuffed in their mouths to prevent them from wailing, and behind the sedan chair sat several young girls wearing vines, splashing water on the ground.

Then there was the long consul, all of them with their spears wrapped in black cloth, raised high and pointing to the sky.

Jie Ya remembers standing in the crowd and seeing the team go all the way down the waterway.

The ladle of water splashed high, and the blood of the sheep all over the ground was washed into the crowd with a "bang", and everyone's shoes and socks would be wet, but no one dared to bend down to lift their pants.

They just watched the procession pass, filled with joy and pride, and followed it again as if they had joined a grand celebration.

So there are more and more people, more and more.

He slammed up from the ground and rushed out of the study hall with his extremely uncoordinated limbs.

The street on this side was empty, and he looked at the familiar scene, but the angle of the size of seven years ago seemed abnormal.

This time he did not run to the side of the parade with the joy he had before, and a feeling of uneasiness gradually took over the whole person.

If this is not a dream, then wouldn't it be possible to change everything?

Jie Ya clenched his trembling hands, and his heart was unusually clear to himself: "This time, you must not stand by and watch as before!" ”

That's right! There is usually a shortcut to get there quickly, without going through the waterway, just through the crowded market.

Fortunately, it was empty today, and counting the time it took to make a detour because the last alley was blocked with boxes, he still quickly pushed open the door of the small shop.

There was no one in the shop, and a foot of navy blue cloth was spread out on the tabletop, one end of which was cut in half.

Rolls of cloth were on the shelves, and the small door behind the table used to be a courtyard where the dye vat was placed.

There was an old tree, and half of the tree hung a rope ladder he had made, and from there it was a small garden on the roof.

He followed his memory and found the figure here, Zixi was still holding a kettle in his right hand, and he didn't notice that the water was spilling on the ground.

Because of the balustrade in the garden, you can just see the procession at the end of the street.

"Hey! Don't stand stupid, come with me! ”

Jieya rushed up and took her hand, and quickly ran out of the back door of the shop.

"What!"

"Didn't you say you didn't want to be chosen? I'll take you away......"

Jieya took her to stand at the corner of the street and listen to the approaching songs, and if she ran in the opposite direction, she wouldn't be caught.

So the two men raced around the familiar waterway to the other side of the temple.

The route is the same as the countless routes taken in the previous game, and according to the rules, just avoid all the captures and quickly climb the steps of the temple, and shout again: "Go home!" "You can win this game.

Jie Ya is a veteran of this game, and even Zixi, who has only played it once, has become the last person to escape under his leadership.

Both men were extremely small and could be drilled through abandoned waterways.

Keep it up!

It's almost there, just past here.

Jie Ya threw himself on the ground and walked all the way with his elbows, Zixi in front of him, and the small space was full of the heartbeats of the two.

It was a pipe buried in front of the temple, just the size of a man, and one end in a dry waterway, twisting and turning, and the whole time it was so dark that even the animals did not dare to come in.

In just ten minutes, you can see the light on the other side.

The exit quilt was covered with rags stolen from home, half of the cloth was buried in the soil, and the color was dirty and inconspicuous.

Coming out of the hole in the rag, you can jump up the stairs in less than two or three steps.

"Quick! Don't be afraid, just get out! ”

He whistled and urged from behind.

When Zixi first drilled out of the hole on the ground, he followed behind with his hands and feet, and before he could gain a firm foothold, the two of them were already dumbfounded by the crowd in front of them.

These people were blindfolded in white veils, expressionless, motionless, and did not say a word.

Scraps of paper were still falling from the sky, and even the three bleeding goats seemed to freeze.

Zixi turned his head to look at him at his side, holding his arms in his arms with both hands, and his body ducked behind him vigorously, his face was frightened.

The girl at the head turned her head around with the support of the worshipper, then stretched out a straight hand, pointed at her and shouted, "Oracle! ”

The worshipper then took off the long hook around his neck and threw it in the direction where Zixi was.

A few people immediately rushed out from behind the sedan chair, and they snatched them away from the cliff in two or three clicks.

Wave after wave of crowds erupted in shouts, and the dizzy singing began again, mixed with crisp musical instruments.

He knelt down a few steps and rushed forward to grab Zixi's legs, but because of this body that only reached the chest of ordinary people, it was like hitting a stone with an egg.

Seeing that most of Zixi's body had been stuffed into the sedan chair, he struggled to shake off the restraints and turned around and shouted at him: "Cliff!" You have to remember what you promised me! ”

The crowd overlapped and kept him out.

It didn't take long for the goat to go all the way.

The chaotic crowd then moved away, leaving Jie Ya alone still standing.

His whole body was still trembling uncontrollably, but his mouth was still muttering: "I promise you, I have always been ...... If you want me to fight with a sword, if you want me to use an umbrella, I will rely on you for all ......"

It's just that this place, this memory, this strange point in time, even he doesn't remember how many times he raised his hands like this, with all his might, but only fought in vain.

It's no wonder that no matter how much you start over, you were only a little taller than your desk seven years ago.

After that, Jieya was driven out of the study hall, only to hear that the goats had their eyes hollowed out, and according to the oracle's instructions, they would find their way to the remaining capital, and they would continue to bleed and wash the ground.

It is said that the moment they climb the temple, the goat will fall to its knees and die, and the person in the sedan chair will become a holy woman.

So she was never heard from again.

Jie Ya shook his head bitterly, and the extremely familiar half-mile city in front of him began to slowly turn into ashes in his sight.

It seems that the long night is coming, and this run still does not bring any meaning.

And when the light comes back on, he will wake up in his bed as usual, and then live alone in a state of confusion.

It's just that this time, everyone doesn't know that no one will sleep in Banli City in the future, let alone that he is still in the dark.

Until someone whispered in his ear, "Cliff ...... Wake up! ”

He snapped his eyes open, and a figure was leaning over his bed, as ugly as the night outside.

This person couldn't help but show a slack smile when he woke up, and then frowned again: "It's me!" Mingche! Hurry up, someone's coming from the black smoke! ”

Jieya followed him and rolled out of bed in a daze, grabbed a suit of clothes and ran out of the door.

At this time, the night of Banli City was shining with scattered starlight as usual.

It's just that there's something unusual in the tranquility.

As soon as Jieya turned around, an old woman ran by the door.

She was still wearing her night clothes, and she looked up and looked around with a panicked expression.

This man is known from Jieya, and he lives on the other side of the street.

He hurriedly grabbed the man named Mingche: "What's the matter?" ”

Ming Che raised his hand and pointed to the southwest corner of Banli City, where a clear blue was revealing through the sky.

Unexpectedly, the black smoke that had been tumbling in mid-air for hundreds of years had now disappeared completely.

Jie Ya's eyes widened in disbelief, and Ming Che slapped him sharply on the side: "Don't stand stupidly, everyone must evacuate to the tunnel, follow me...... Meet in front of the temple first! ”

He hurriedly staggered a few steps and ran into the crowd after Ming Che.

About an hour later, Jie Ya was stretched out and assigned to a team of twenty people.

He looked back and forth, and most of the people gathered in front of the temple were young men like him. And starting from the stone steps, there are already temple worshippers, holding frames in one hand, distributing some iron pickaxes and the like along the way.

Minche was placed on another team, and like the others, his face was full of sadness and even a hint of excitement.

Jie Ya couldn't help but smile, like this kind of rabble, there will be a little bit of a drama in his heart, not to mention that everyone in the study hall is usually stupid, if he really goes to the battlefield tonight, his mind will be blank, and he is afraid that he will not even have time to think about what it feels like to die.

It happened that someone not far behind him shouted, "You don't believe it, do you?" You wait for me...... Whoever runs is the grandson! ”

At the end of the day, this kind of thing is even a game in most people's minds.

So he could only take a step back in silence, stand with the noisy group, and follow the instructions of the temple to put in the initial resistance.

It's just that Jieya's guess is not wrong, and Banli City was breached before dawn.

But tonight seemed destined to be a fate-turnaround day, and when Lu Dongren stood at the entrance of Banli City, the entire town was already empty.

Of course, only future generations will know the strangeness.

It is said that on this night, the forces of the two sides did not meet head-on at all.

Just as Jieya lowered his posture and watched the group of people from a distance, two pitch-black figures were rushing all the way from the mountain and stone path behind Banli City.

After dawn, these two people left, and there was no one left in the entire half-mile city.

Except for the cliffs that were chosen for this campaign.

And at that time, he just accidentally turned around and saw her at the mouth of the sea in the south.

The girl looked about the same age as they had been separated, and wore flowers in her bun that he had picked with his own hands.

She stood there with the lamp in her hands, as if waiting for him.

Many years ago, Jieya dragged the girl's hand with a rogue face, and the people next to him laughed and laughed, but in his eyes, there was only a pair of girls' eyes, just like he suddenly saw in the mountain flowers not long ago, clear and clear, and his heart was written.

He lifted a clumsy hand with a flower he had just picked on his fingertips.

An afternoon of running around the mountains just to pick the most beautiful flower.

He pinned it in the girl's bun and said goodbye for years.

At this time, it is still early in the night, so let's start with the invasion of this encounter.