Li Beixiang was like a dead man, his eyes staring directly at the woman.

The woman hurriedly ducked back, exclaiming, "There's something wrong with you, with a man who is dying." ”

When Lao Chai heard this, he instantly became furious, and directly broke free from Wang Dazhui's embrace and ran in front of Li Beixiang.

"What are you talking about? Do you say it again?" Lao Chai's eyes were red, and he looked like he was choosing someone to eat.

Seeing Lao Chai's appearance, the woman hurriedly took two steps back, and said in a trembling tone, "What do you want to do?"

Lao Chai hugged Li Bei in his arms and roared angrily: "You people don't understand at all, you don't understand what life and death are. ”

Lao Chai hugged Li Beixiang, knocked the woman away, and staggered into the distance.

The woman looked at Lao Chai's departing figure, pouted and said, "Originally, a person who is about to die, what are you doing with him, it's really inexplicable." ”

"Miss, I think what you just said is a bit excessive. Wang Dazhui suddenly spoke.

"You say I'm going a little too far?hehe, what about you turning your elbow out?" the woman glared at Wang Da Hammer and scolded angrily.

Wang Dazhui scratched his head and stood there a little embarrassed.

Lao Chai put Li Beixiang on his back and walked into the distance step by step.

There was no moon in the sky, only a few sparse stars, and the stars emitted a faint light, barely able to illuminate the way ahead.

Lao Chai carried Li Bei on his back, and after walking for a long time, he suddenly saw a dilapidated land temple.

Lao Chai pushed open the temple door and put Li Beixiang in the lobby.

In the center of the Tang Dynasty, there is a clay statue of the god, and the paint on the statue has long fallen, revealing the original appearance of the clay sculpture.

Lao Chai found some dead branches and leaves from the vicinity of the Land Temple and lit a fire in the lobby.

When he left, Lao Chai took some dried meat, and now he continued to roast it on the fire.

"Boom!"

A flash of lightning streaked across the sky, and the whole sky seemed to be split open. A light like day streaked across the sky, illuminating the ruined temple for a moment.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and those sparse stars were also obscured by dark clouds, and the whole sky was plunged into darkness.

"Whoa!"

Rain fell from the sky, mercilessly washing the earth.

There was a large hole in the roof of the ruined temple, and the rain went down the hole towards the ruined temple and fell on the clearing not far from the fire.

"Crackle!"

The rain splashed on the fire and crackled.

Lao Chai tossed the fire to the side, and at the same time put Li Beixiang next to the fire.

"Whew!"

Outside the ruined temple, there was a whirring sound, the sound of a strong wind blowing through the treetops.

The gate of the broken temple was crackled by the strong wind, Lao Chai tightened his clothes, closed the door without a bolt, and at the same time buckled a few bricks from the ground and piled them behind the gate.

Lao Chai clapped his hands and returned to the fire.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and after a while, a puddle appeared in the lobby.

"Quack!"

The croaking of a frog sounded outside the ruined temple, and Lao Chai took a piece of dried meat, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it, and then swallowed the cold water in the water bladder.

Lao Chai looked at Li Beixiang, who was lying on the ground with blank eyes, and then looked at the rain in the sky, and suddenly cried.

In the middle of the night, Lao Chai's crying came out for a long time. The sound of frogs, wind, lightning and thunder outside the door seemed to stop at this moment, and the whole world listened to Lao Chai's crying.

Only the rain was still beating the ground mercilessly, as if he didn't care about Lao Chai's sadness.

Lao Chai wiped his tears, took out a piece of burnt jerky, stuffed it directly into his mouth, and swallowed it directly without chewing.

Sometimes, the living are sadder.

Li Beixiang was still the same, looking at the roof blankly, not moving.

A drop of rain dripped through the tiles, fell on Li Beixiang's forehead, and flowed down Li Beixiang's forehead.

A faint mark of water appeared on Li Beixiang's face.

The rain outside the ruined temple was a little heavier, the rattling on the roof was louder, the wind was stronger, and from time to time the tiles were blown off by the wind and fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

I don't know when, Lao Chai fell asleep. One night later, the sun rose again and a rainbow appeared in the sky.

Lao Chai wrapped the jerky, put it in his arms, carried Li Beixiang on his back, and walked out of the broken temple.

After a night of rain, the bare ground became muddy, and the moss-covered areas became more slippery.

Lao Chai broke off a small tree the size of a child's arm and used it as a crutch.

He tore down a few vines from the towering tree next to him and tied Li Beixiang to himself.

In this way, Lao Chai walked forward with one foot and one shallow foot.

Along the way, Lao Chai almost fell into a pool full of crocodiles, almost fell under a cliff, was almost hit by a boulder rolling down from the top of the mountain, and was almost bitten by a poisonous snake.

Along the way, Lao Chai stumbled, walked alone, and finally walked out of the mountains and forests when the sun was about to set.

When Lao Chai walked out of the mountains and forests, a village appeared in front of Lao Chai.

The village is not big, only seventy or eighty households, and the village does not look wealthy, and there are thatched houses everywhere.

But the people in the village seemed to be happy, and the laughter of the children like silver bells came from time to time. If you listen carefully, you can still hear the sound of the old man entertaining himself and singing, as well as the sound of the middle-aged man bragging.

It is a village full of fireworks.

Lao Chai carried Li Bei on his back and walked into the village.

In the outermost part of the village there was an old locust tree, and the roots of the locust tree grew out of the ground and coiled on the ground like benches.

The old people sat on the root of the locust tree, and when they saw Lao Chai carrying Li Bei on his back, they all stopped and looked at Lao Chai silently.

"Who are you looking for?" asked an old man in his past sixtieth birthday with gray hair.

"I'm not looking for anyone!" Lao Chai said in a low voice with a kind smile.

"Listen to your accent, you're a foreigner, aren't you?"

"Yes, I'm from the north, far, far from here. ”

"And what are you doing here?"

"Escape!"

"Poor boy!"

The old men looked at Lao Chai sympathetically.

Lao Chai leaned on crutches and asked kindly: "Old man, can you keep us staying for one night? ”

"What's the matter?" the gray-haired old man picked up and slowly walked towards Lao Chai.

Lao Chai put Li Beixiang on the root of the locust tree and wiped the sweat on his head.

The old man touched Li Beixiang's forehead, looked at Li Beixiang's heart again, and then said, "Not only did I lose my mind, but I was also invaded by demons and demons. ”

"What? How can this be? Then when will he wake up?" Lao Chai looked at the old man with a shocked expression.

"Generally speaking, when this happens, you can only wait for death. However, since you met me, it was different. The old man said confidently.

Lao Chai said in a trembling voice: "Is there really hope?"

"Yes, how not. The old man said affirmatively, then turned around and shouted at the village, "Sanwa, go to the well at the east end of the village to fetch a bucket of water." ”

"Yes!"

Half an hour later, a stout man came running with a bucket of well water.

The old man put Li Beixiang flat on the root of the locust tree, put one hand into the bucket, picked up a little water, and then sprinkled it on Li Beixiang's face.

"Sanwa, pluck the top leaf of the locust tree for me. ”

"Yes!"

The big man named Sanwa climbed the big tree, and it didn't take much effort to pick off a green leaf.

This leaf looks like a locust leaf, but it is much larger than the normal locust leaf.

Originally, the largest locust leaf was only the length of an index finger, but this locust leaf was the size of an adult man's palm.

The old man soaked the locust leaves in the bucket for a while, then took them out and covered Li Beixiang's face.

The old man closed his eyes and suddenly began to mutter.

Lao Chai stood next to him, listening to the old man's chatter, but he didn't understand a word.

"The soul is back, the soul is back!"

The old man suddenly opened his eyes and shouted loudly.

"Huh!"

The leaves covering Li Beixiang's face suddenly stood in the center of Li Beixiang's forehead and kept spinning.

"The soul is the yin of the earth, and the soul is the yang of the sky. The three souls and seven spirits become one, and the yin and yang embrace each other and reincarnate endlessly. All things, life!"

The old man's eyes lit up, and when the last word fell, the locust leaves suddenly burned.

"If you don't wake up now, when will you wait?"

The old man shouted, and then splashed the water in the bucket towards Li Beixiang.

The leaves of the locust tree turned into a wisp of green smoke and dissipated between heaven and earth, and a bright light gradually appeared in Li Beixiang's eyes.

"Childe!" Lao Chai looked at Li Beixiang's radiant eyes and exclaimed.