Liu He looked at the worried monk Benian, took off the wine gourd on his waist, and handed it to Monk Benian.

Monk Benian took the wine gourd, but did not take it in his hand and look at it carefully as usual, but put it aside casually, his eyes always staring at the big dark clouds in the sky.

After a long time, Monk Benian finally retracted his gaze, turned to Liu He and said, "Otherwise, you will accompany me to a place?" ”

Liu He, who had already sat down, didn't say a word, immediately stood up, and walked towards the door of the broken temple with the food box and the two jars of three immortals.

The weather in Shudi is different from Jingzhou, only this sudden light rain is very similar to the water town in the south of the Yangtze River during the rainy season, and the continuous drizzle falls on the body, as if it has directly penetrated into the heart and hooked away the soul of the person.

Coming out of the ruined temple, they didn't know how far they had walked in the opposite direction of Chengdu City, and the two came to a small village.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Liu He wouldn't have believed that there would be such a dilapidated village just outside the bustling city of Chengdu.

It seems that the village used to be not small, but now it is the time to make a fire and cook, and there are only a few houses with smoke rising from the roof.

Walking on the path in the village, I didn't see anyone passing by, which made the huge village even more bleak and bleak.

Lifeless, that's the only impression this village makes.

The drizzle, which had fallen harmlessly, was particularly cold and damp after entering the village.

Liu He silently followed behind Monk Benian and came to a pavilion outside a private house.

"Come in and take shelter from the rain." Monk Beinian took the thing in Liu He's hand with guilt on his face and let it into the pavilion.

On the path outside the pavilion, an old yellow dog that looked like it was not too old was standing alone in the rain, and the hair on its whole body had been wet by the rain, but it was still standing there motionless, and it didn't scream when it saw Liu He and Monk Bei Nian here.

I don't know if it was too old to walk, or if it was waiting for its owner, the old yellow dog suddenly fell down, ignoring the fact that there was a puddle of water that had accumulated under him.

A pleasant silver bell gradually drifted in from afar.

Liu He looked at it, but he couldn't help frowning.

A figure appeared on the path, judging from the figure, it should be a woman, but strangely, except for the string of bells on her wrist that made a pleasant sound, the woman's hands were empty.

Liu He and Monk Benian came from afar, and it was reasonable that they didn't bring an umbrella, but this woman was obviously a resident of this village, but she didn't hold an umbrella in her hand, and she didn't hide or hide, so she walked alone in the rain.

When the woman approached and saw her talking to herself and chattering, Liu He realized that she was a crazy woman.

Liu He listened attentively, wanting to hear what the crazy woman was saying, but was completely drowned out by the sound of rain hitting the ground.

"Where? Where? ”

The crazy woman suddenly raised her voice, and Liu He finally heard the words she had been repeating repeatedly.

The old yellow dog, who had been lying on the ground for a long time and had not moved, stood up when he saw the madwoman coming, but he still stood in place and did not take a step.

The madwoman searched around for a long time, and finally her eyes fell on the old yellow dog, and a smile suddenly appeared on her face, and she knelt down in the puddle and hugged the old yellow dog.

"Here, my good boy." The madwoman held the old yellow dog in her arms and caressed it on its back.

Seeing this scene, Liu He felt more and more depressed.

When the rain fell on the ground, it had turned into a puddle of muddy water, but the woman completely ignored it, kneeling in the muddy water, hugging the old yellow dog tightly, her eyes full of serenity.

After a long time, the madwoman finally stood up and waved happily to the old yellow dog, "Good boy, go home with my mother." ”

The old yellow dog seemed to be really a little incapacitated, and one hind leg seemed to be unable to support his body, but under the madwoman's greeting, he still followed with difficulty on three legs.

Liu He and Monk Benian sat quietly in the pavilion, watching the madwoman and the old yellow dog walk into the old house next to the pavilion.

Neither of them spoke, just sat silently.

Don't read the monk and don't say it, and Liu He doesn't ask.

In the end, it was Monk Benian who stood up first, walked to the door of the old house, turned around and beckoned to Liu He, "Come in with me." ”

Liu He hesitated, but still picked up the food box and wine jar, and followed Monk Benian into the house.

The appearance of the old house is even more dilapidated than Liu He imagined.

A strong, musty smell filled the room.

Without saying a word, Monk Benian took the food box and wine jar from Liu He's hand and placed them on a platform made of yellow mud in the room.

This table was connected to the stove in the house, and the monk took a stack of wooden bowls from the stove and carefully placed them.

Looking at the five wooden bowls on the clay platform, Liu He did not speak.

From beginning to end, the old yellow dog had been lying in a corner of the house, as if he had turned a blind eye to the arrival of Liu He and Monk Benian.

And the owner of this old house, the mad woman, just sat quietly in front of the window, holding a wooden comb that had lost her teeth, and kept combing her loose hair.

"It's time to eat." After setting up the dishes and chopsticks, the monk said softly.

The madwoman then stood up, walked to the mud table and sat down, looked at the dishes on the table, and asked with a blank look, "Where is the son?" ”

Monk Benian picked up a wooden bowl and shook it in front of the madwoman, "Here." ”

The madwoman looked at the wooden bowl and laughed happily.

She looked down again, as if she was looking for something, and her expression began to panic.

"My daughter is too." The monk picked up another empty bowl, and his voice was already a little trembling.

The crazy woman picked up the dishes and chopsticks with satisfaction, and didn't care about Liu He beside her, and gobbled it up by herself.

Monk Benian sighed softly and handed a pair of chopsticks to Liu He.

The crazy woman carefully looked at the extra pair of chopsticks in front of Liu He, and secretly asked, "Why is there an extra pair of chopsticks today?" ”

Monk Benian smiled and said, "Yes, there are guests at home." ”

The madwoman put down the dishes and chopsticks in her hand, hurriedly returned to the window, picked up the wooden comb and combed her hair, and complained: "Why didn't you tell me earlier that it was rude to look like this in front of the guests." ”

"It's me who is bad, I should have told you earlier." Monk Benian said with a smile on his face, but for some reason, he suddenly turned around and looked up at the empty roof.