Walking into the wilderness, a voice like a gossamer suddenly floated out of the carriage of the green silk carriage and floated into the ears of the bookworm who was driving the carriage: "Uncle worm, I had a nightmare last night, and I dreamed that we were caught by someone and beaten to death. ”

Although it was a blue sky and a white day, Su Mu's faint voice still made the bookworm excited, and he smiled bitterly and relieved: "I'm too worried." ”

But Wen Su Mu continued listlessly: "Alas, it would be nice to know whether it was 'hum-hmm' or 'hmm-hmm' that broke that urn." ”

……

Bookworms boast of being well-read, no matter how secluded the field is, they are somewhat involved, but how come he can't understand Su Musha's words at all? I don't even know how to ask.

Who is "Humm"? What urn? Why did you break it?

"Huh?"

Three or five questions finally turned into a "ha" full of incomprehension.

Su Musha knew that he didn't understand, so he explained it in detail: "It's the story I read on "Folk Ghosts and Gods"...... Once upon a time, there were two monsters, one called 'Uh-huh' and the other 'Uh-huh', and they carried a huge urn all day long, and whenever someone dreamed, they would appear, put that person's dream in that big urn, and carry it all over the place......"

"And then?"

Su Musha had been sitting in the carriage, the bookworm could only hear her voice, but couldn't see her expression, he didn't know that she was smiling at this moment for her rare question, he just wanted to understand what her words meant by the beginningless and unfinished words.

“…… Then the other monsters saw the urn they were carrying, and they kept pouting them: 'Throw it away, hit it.' If the urn is thrown away and broken first, then the dream is a dream, and it will be empty when you wake up," Su Musha paused, sighed and said, "But if the 'Uh-huh' is broken, the scene in the dream will become a reality...... Alas, I wonder who broke the urn, give me a good word......" she snorted twice, and there was no more.

The bookworm smiled slightly, noncommittal about this interesting but flawed story, and only said, "Don't worry, I will take care of you." ”

There was silence for a while, and the bookworm felt strange, so he was about to look back, but when he heard a sound of rustling behind him, Su Musha had already climbed out of the carriage flexibly with his hands and feet, and sat on the wheel beside him.

The bookworm met her bright eyes, knowing that she had the spirit again, and smiled knowingly: "How uncomfortable it is to sit here." ”

Su Musha shook his head again and again: "It's good to sit here." I have made a dose of poison and named it 'Happy Three,'" she said, explaining in detail the reason for its name, and added, "Anyway, didn't you write me a piece of paper today?" ”

The bookworm looked ahead, casually pulled out an egg-yolk piece of bamboo paper from the cloth bag he carried with him, and handed it to her.

Su Musha stretched out his hand to take it, only to feel that the tentacles were delicate and soft, and when he unfolded it, he found that the paper was four times the size of an ordinary flower note, and the top of it read: Topographic map of the village protection forest.

Su Musha carefully noted down the direction and asked, "What does it mean that this is a circle and a fork?" ”

The bookworm handed her another piece of paper, which said:

The dark village is in a dense forest, the path is very complicated, if you don't know the way to go along and down, it is easy to enter and difficult to get out. The circle fork shows the place where the trap is hidden, just in case. If you know the way out, you will not go around to a dead end, and you will not step on flying sticks, iron bullets and other things.

Su Musha knew that the terrain was dangerous, but fortunately, the bookworm had already prepared: "Here, did the worm come to explore the road first?" ”

The bookworm shook her head and pointed to a place on the paper, signaling that her direction was "Shengmen", which would be the direction of her retreat.

"I'm running in this direction, what about you?"

The bookworm handed her another note, the above:

Dark Village to the north is Shuzhou, you look for an inn and wait for news.

It's going to go their separate ways.

Su Mu lowered his neck and said sullenly, "I'll stay and answer you." ”

The bookworm simply rejected her and said, "No. As soon as the words fell, he felt a burning gaze from the right side, he turned his head sideways to meet her, raised his eyebrows, and said in a silent voice: What are you doing?

"Don't force it, although the general's life is important, your life is equally important."

Su Musha quietly looked at the bookworm.

The bookworms looked puzzled, their eyebrows twisted, and they didn't seem to know that they had stolen the Soul Beads to detoxify General Zhennan.

Su Musha frowned and thought: Auntie sent him, why is he hiding it? She thought back to the fact that she had only been discussing with the bookworm what to do in the past few days, and she hadn't mentioned anything else.

Su Musha's heart was uncomfortable for a while, how could people be kept in the dark if they were working hard. Thinking of this, she explained the reason succinctly.

Hearing this, the bookworm showed a look of "I see", and asked suspiciously: "What is the relationship between Xiaoxiao and fairy water?" ”

"I can't tell," Su Musha said with a solemn face, "Seriously, with the same taste, I don't believe it when I say that the two have nothing to do with each other......

"But laughing and laughing isn't addictive." Bookworm said.

"I can't figure this out either, I once got a bottle of fairy water," although there was no one in Siye, Su Musha still lowered his voice, "But I used up before I could research anything, I thought I would buy a few more bottles to study well, but when I went again, the original stronghold was already empty." ”

The bookworm nodded silently, and said in his heart: If it was so easy to study, the "prohibition of drugs" would have been promulgated a long time ago.

Su Musha sighed: "I don't want to think about anything now, I just think about how to keep the Xiaoxiao Gang." If General Zhennan dies, we will never be able to turn over again. ”

"Why didn't the helper let him come to the door to ask for a Soul Bead?"

Su Musha was also puzzled, and said: Yes, it is a matter of the general's life, if he comes to the door to ask for a loan, even if Yin Cheng has plans to shirk, he will not dare to refuse categorically.

I heard the bookworm continue: "Could it be that she expected that the dark village would not borrow? ”

When Su Musha heard this, he vaguely grasped some key points and refused to borrow them...... Won't......

"It seems that we can't explain our intentions directly."

"Do what you want," muttered the bookworm, who continued as he looked ahead, "Use more snacks, beads matter." ”

Su Musha nodded, but after thinking about the bookworm's words, he felt that something was wrong: Could it be that the worm didn't care about the beads before? If I hadn't told me the truth, would he have been unable to paddle?

"Paddle" is a dialect in the Rongzhou area, indicating that Ming is lazy and pretends to work hard. Su Musha has only been in Rongzhou for two or three days, and she has learned thirty or forty sentences of local words, but most of the words she has learned are not good words, either "Ge Laozi" or "turtle son", or "day you immortal banban". It's rare to have such a sentence that can be pronounced, and it's easy to use.

Talking about it, the carriage arrived outside a dense forest, and it could no longer work.

Su Musha raised his eyes and saw that there were many carriages parked outside the forest, and saw a disciple standing in front of him in green clothes, and saw that there were enough carriages to come, so he said respectfully and aloud: "It is clear from all the distinguished guests, the road in the forest of the village is chaotic and difficult to recognize, and someone needs to lead the way." Please follow this flag closely regardless of whether you are riding a horse or driving. ”

With that, he gave a hula and raised a colorful bunting aloft.

Ying He's words came from among the carriages and horses: "I knew that you were in danger of the road in the dark village, and no one led the way was a dish!" Let's go, head ahead! ”

The disciple of the dark village replied in a loud voice: "Please wait for a while, the senior brother will escort the guests in front of him into the village, and he will return in a few moments." ”

Big brother?

Su Musha remembered that when he met the bookworm for the first time, he handed her the first piece of paper, which contained the basic information of the dark village, and among them was the mention of the eldest disciple, named Ren ...... What's coming.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of a horse galloping, a shadow in the forest, and in a few flashes, a brown and red horse drove out of the forest, and immediately set up the horse with the reins: "You have been waiting for a long time, and the big disciple of the dark village is here to greet you." So saying, he took out a colored flag of the same color from the coat hanging in front of the saddle, held it high above his head, and led the procession of chariots and horses into the forest.

Su Musha sat on the wheel and looked at it clearly, as soon as he stepped into the forest, he felt that the sunlight was a little weaker, the forest was full of Pantuo Road, and there were cars and horses with guests in front and behind, and it was impossible to distinguish the straight and straight.

Her eyes stared at the colorful flag in the air in front of her head for a moment, only to feel that it went straight or turned regardless of the width of the road, and sure enough, after a few turns, it was difficult to distinguish the direction, Su Musha felt a little dizzy, and still had to memorize, and suddenly read the hint given to her by the bookworm, and said in her heart: Anyway, wait and retreat to the north, and enter the forest and exit the forest, and it is in vain to remember it now.

"Uncle Worm," Su Mu suddenly thought of something again, "Didn't Uncle Deng say that day that Taijimen sent a couplet to Dark Village, do you guess they will come to make trouble today?" ”

"It's better to come."

Su Musha thought for a while and said with a smile: "Hmm." The more chaotic, the better. ”

When the car travels for a long time, the sky is bright in Huodi. It turned out that before I knew it, the carriage had traveled to a large clearing, and the dark village was set up in the middle of the dense forest, surrounded by a large forest.

I saw that there were dozens of carriages alone. More than 10 families set horses at the gate of the village and drove in an orderly manner. Ren Laifeng turned around and said a few polite words, and galloped into the forest, which was really like the wind.

Su Musha jumped out of the car, and saw the bookworm hand the reins to a family member and walked to a stop beside her. Su Musha glanced at him and said in a low voice, "Go in." ”

(The heroine's diary is 20, June 12 is supplemented, and the road to protect the village forest is not known to be long, and it has grown with the tree)