Chapter Twenty-Eight: Continued
The rain was getting heavier and heavier. www.biquge.info In a family at the foot of the mountain, the children and their parents are scattered and lost on the chaotic road. One of the girls, An Yun, was only seven years old, too small, and walked to a deep place where the water was about to cover her neck.
Then, at that moment, a hand fished her out. An Yun craned her neck and saw a tall man looking at her with a smile. He picked her up and quickly reached a higher place.
The man gently lowered her down and turned to leave. An Yun tugged at the corner of his clothes.
"I want to thank you. Will I be able to see you when the flood is over? ”
The man crouched down, wiped the water from her face, and said, "You can't see me." ”
"Why?"
"Because I'm a bad person."
The man looked at her dumbfounded, and before he could react to what he meant, he said bluntly: "I will be a demon." ”
Of course, An Yun knew what demons meant. Her expression changed suddenly. All this was expected by Xu Huai. He didn't want to stay any longer to scare her, so he turned to leave. He needs to find a place where few people go, where he needs to wait for the final moment of demonization. He couldn't stop the process of becoming a demon, and he couldn't commit suicide. Only the final result can be accepted.
Behind him, the sound of shoes stepping on the rain sounded. Xu Huai looked back in surprise, only to see that the girl had caught up with him. She stretched out her small palm, and in it lay a peace charm, the red of which deepened from the rain.
An Yun said in a childish voice: "I don't think you are a bad person, you should be safe." ”
Xu Huai looked at An Yun's innocent smile again, touched her head after taking the peace charm, and strode away. The girl behind him was still standing, quietly watching him leave until the anxious cries of her parents came.
Xu Huai saw Chen Lan far away. By this time the rain had stopped. Chen Lan buried Jiu Chong in the mountains and walked to this far place alone.
Chen Lan said he wanted to live here for a few years. The Empty Dust Mage told him that it would be fifty years before he could be reincarnated again, and he wanted to think about something during this time.
When all this passed in a blur, many people suddenly jumped out in front of his eyes. The old man with the crane, Zhou Huan, and the woman in the teahouse who recognized his identity. He also saw Su Xiaoxiao, although he had only seen her a few times, Chen Lan felt a deep sadness.
Chen Lan said to Xu Huai: "There is one thing, I don't know if you have heard of it. ”
"What's the matter?"
"Yanxia is dead."
When Xiucai had dinner with him that day, he expected this ending. Before leaving, they said that Yanxia was sick and couldn't come, and Chen Lan subconsciously knew that something was wrong with Yanxia. On the way, he had secretly turned back once, and saw no grave in the smoke, only a roll of broken straw mats.
Xu Huai's lips trembled twice, and then he said, "Many of my children have died. ”
This place is bordered by a large sea. There is a mist in the center of the sea, and I don't know if it is a mountain or an island in the mist. Xu Huai pointed to the mist and asked Chen Lan: "You say, is that the place where the Buddha is?" ”
"This is the south, the Buddha is in the west, you are in the wrong place."
Chen Lan reminded him coldly, and laughed to herself after speaking: "This is where the Demon Society comes." ”
"We all have obsessions in our hearts, you, me, and Yuan Cheng. Yuan Cheng and I will either become demons or Buddhas, so what about you, Chen Lan, do you want to continue to be a demon or do something else? ”
"Let's be a demon. I've got to live longer. Chen Lan sat down and listened to the sound of the sea. There was no one else here but the two of them, and the sound of the sea water repeated in waves, and the sky was so clean that there was not even a trace of clouds. Everything is dull and rambling.
Chen Lan turned her head and saw Xu Huai looking at something in the palm of her hand.
"Peace charms?"
"It was given to me by a child, and she said I was a good person."
"You are indeed a good person."
When Chen Lan arrived here, the rain stopped, and people's activities resumed. Xu Huai's body was removed by someone and buried well. However, after waiting for more than 10 days, the people suddenly erected a new monument to it, and seriously wrote more than a dozen charges on it, including the article on human trafficking.
Chen Lan felt that there was nothing wrong with this. Otherwise, if it is recorded in the future, it will be impossible to say that a good person has become a demon.
Chen Lan gave Xu Huai an idea: "Next time, I will strive to be a historian, write something nice for you, explain their affairs clearly, and maybe let people confess to you." ”
"Don't say it, don't say it." Xu Huai said, "Don't talk about the bad things about others. If you want to say it, you have to say it politely and elegantly, and you have to show that you don't care, and you don't have much resentment, it's too difficult. ”
Xu Huai and Chen Lan spent a silent day together. At dawn, Xu Huai was gone, and he should have gone to that place on the sea. Half a year later, there will be one more demon in this world. Chen Lan thought that if he could be honored to join a demon slayer team and run to destroy him, Chen Lan would definitely write this sentence in front of his grave:
It's a good, very gentle demon.
After thinking about this, Chen Lan let out a long yawn, and then changed back to the appearance of a snake, not knowing where she got into.
In the city where they once lived, under the mountain, everything went on as usual.
Fifty years later, the emperor changed, and so did the elders in the people's families. Some things alternate because of death, and some tenaciously continue to survive in the alternation of death.
In the capital, the Hua family and the Xue family are world friends. This year, the daughters-in-law of both families are pregnant. They joked with each other that they wanted to marry their children.
A few months later, a fortune teller came and calculated an auspicious time, saying that the child born at this time would be rich and rich. The woman of the Xue family smiled and said, "In your opinion, which of our children can be born at this time?" ”
On the day of delivery, the child born at the auspicious time belonged to the Xue family, and the child of the Hua family was an hour late, and he cried not as loudly as the child of the Xue family, and he was born quietly.
Both families had sons.
The woman of the Hua family couldn't cry or laugh, and said to the Xue family:
"This child of your family is so strong, I see, my son will be bullied to death by your son in the future."
"That's not going to happen. We let them grow up together, and no one is allowed to bully anyone. ”
The woman of the Hua family kissed her son. The child turned his head with disdain, and glanced at the infant child, who was very close to him.
This look made even children who didn't know anything so frightened that they almost cried.
After a long time, Hua Mingshan often thought like this:
Sure enough, this man likes to bully himself from the time he was born.