Octopus said that when he was sad, he always had to choke for a while, and Tao Fusheng would cry sadly when he heard it.

After saying that he killed his father and the debt collector and walked into the mountain with his brother's body, the octopus kept shaking in the water and sobbing.

"Octopus, don't be sad!" Peach Fusheng was stunned and didn't know how to comfort the sad octopus.

The octopus moved and looked at the peach resurrection.

"And then, where did you go with your brother?" asked Momo Fusheng in a hurry.

Octopus paused, calmed down a lot, and continued talking.

Later, it was the fate of the octopus.

Previously, Zhang Ying and her mother went into the mountains to collect herbs and wild fruits, but after her mother died, she could only go into the mountains alone to collect herbs and wild fruits.

Lotus Mountain belongs to the scope of human activities, and the large beasts have been captured by hunters, and now there are only some small animals left, and there is no danger. But the herbs near the mountain have almost been lightened, and Zhang Ying sometimes goes deep into the mountains in order to collect more herbs.

Once, Zhang Ying went too deep into the mountains, and when she came back, it was getting late, deep mountains and dense forests, remote paths, wild grass, no one in the four fields, and occasionally a bird call, and Zhang Ying's heart jumped suddenly.

Because of the fear in her heart, Zhang Ying trotted all the way, and saw that she was about to enter the realm of human activities in Lotus Mountain, when a wolf howl came from the jungle behind her. Zhang Ying was shocked into a cold sweat, and said in her heart: Oh no, I tracked the black-tailed wolf. Zhang Ying knew that black-tailed wolves generally did not appear in Lotus Mountain, and they must have chased them from other mountains by smelling their own scent.

In order to avoid the black-tailed wolf, Zhang Ying ran forward with all her strength, and after a while, she only heard the sound of whirring wind behind her, Zhang Ying didn't dare to look back, and quickly thought about how to escape.

This path is very remote, and it is not very likely that people will encounter hunters, and there is no place to hide around here, so let's go up the trees! The trees here are not easy to climb, and it is estimated that the black-tailed wolf will be caught up before they can climb up.

Zhang Ying was sweating profusely, and she couldn't breathe when she ran. In my heart, I changed one thought after another, and suddenly saw a mountain rock not far away, and thought in my heart: I remember that not long ago, a slender stone crack appeared at the bend in front of me, and if you hold on a little longer, hide in the stone crevice, maybe you can escape the catastrophe.

The sound of the black-tailed wolf running, getting closer and closer, could almost feel the hot breath coming out of its mouth. Zhang Ying threw the bamboo basket full of medicinal herbs backwards, and rolled to the left to the foot of the stone cliff, and the black-tailed wolf scattered the bamboo basket and jumped to the bottom of the stone cliff. The stone crack was only one step away from Zhang Ying, the stone crack was very small, Zhang Ying climbed a step tightly, the cat's waist got into the stone crack, and the black-tailed wolf also followed into the stone crack. Zhang Ying didn't care about the wounds on her body, picked up stones one by one and threw them at the black-tailed wolf with a scream, while leaning against the stone wall and retreating into the stone cracks.

The inner wall of the stone crack was full of cracks, as if it was about to shatter, and the further in, the narrower it became, and the black-tailed wolf was too big to enter, so he had to use his front paws to pick up the rubble, intending to squeeze into the stone crevice. Zhang Ying was very frightened, kept retreating, in a panic, her body hit a protruding place on the stone wall, the "hulala" stone wall fell wildly, the crack of the stone wall became larger, a large vertical stone on the right smashed on the ground along Zhang Ying's arm, and the stone wall on the left just cracked the stone. A triangular space was formed under the two stones, and Zhang Ying shrank and shivered inside. The black-tailed wolf was still squeezing into the crack of the stone, and suddenly the stone wall shattered, and the crack in the middle of the boulder partially collapsed and fell down, and even the man and the wolf were buried in it.

The collapsed boulder shook the soil and fell for a long time. The red afterglow of the setting sun stained the mountains and forests, and also stained the collapsed pile of rubble in the stone crevices, "Hula!" a small bloodstained hand pushed away a stone, and then a dirty man emerged from the crack in the rubble. Zhang Ying really escaped by hiding in the triangle space, and then crawled out along the crack in the gravel, and the black-tailed wolf was estimated to have become a meat slurry.

Zhang Ying climbed out of the crack in the stone, tired and not light, sitting on the broken stone, looking around for a way out, she saw that the stone wall was broken open to reveal a valley, which was previously unnoticed because of the huge boulder, but now it was dark, and it was not real, it seemed that this valley was full of many wild medicinal herbs and fruits, and there was a piece of water in it. It was getting late, Zhang Ying didn't take a closer look at it, tidied up the wound a little, found the bamboo basket and packed the herbs, and hurried home.

After a day of rest, Zhang Ying came to this collapsed crack again, only to see that the boulder collapsed from the middle of a crack more than a meter wide, the crack became narrower and narrower the higher she went, she climbed up the pile of rubble in the crack, looked up, the sky was blocked by the stone walls on both sides and left only a thin crack. Through the stone crack a few meters deep, you will enter inside, this is an empty circular valley, the valley is really full of many precious herbs, Zhang Ying is very happy, picking a lot. The waterhole in the east occupied half of the valley, and the water was cool and clean, and Zhang Ying washed her face by the waterhole again.

After that, Zhang Ying often came to the waterhole to pick herbs and wild fruits, after picking always to freshen up at the edge of the pool, the waterhole is very peculiar, half of the black and dark is bottomless, from time to time there are springs, half of the water is very shallow, the water is crystal clear. And the closer to the shore, the shallower the water, and there are a few small puddles on the shore, covered with smooth gravel, and it is very comfortable to step on it barefoot. The pool water sometimes overflows the small puddle, and there is a lot of water stored in the small puddle, and after a few days, there is a shallow layer left, which can only just overflow the instep, Zhang Ying often treads water in the small puddle to play.

One summer, it was very hot, Zhang Ying went to collect medicine under the scorching sun. Through the stone crack, to the edge of the pool, I saw a small puddle on the shore, a shining thing in the sun, Zhang Ying walked in and saw that it was a beautiful small fish, six inches long, snow-white body, pink patterns. The long tulle-like pink transparent tail keeps slapping the small puddle that is about to wither. Zhang Ying ran over in three steps and two steps, picked up the small fish with her hand, and gently put it back into the pool.

The little fish is very spiritual, and when he returned to the pool, he did not swim away, but looked at Zhang Ying, as if to express his gratitude, and every time Zhang Ying came to the pool, he could see it. Although Xiaoyu can't speak, it seems to understand what Zhang Ying says, and can respond, sometimes Xiaoyu will take out some strange small black stones from the bottom of the pool and give them to Zhang Ying, these small stones are cool and smooth, and they are very comfortable to touch with your hands, so Zhang Ying will weave these stones into the bracelet and carry them on her wrist. In the past two years, she and Xiaoyu have become very good friends, and she has named Xiaoyu: Octopus.

Whenever Zhang Ying was beaten and scolded by her father, or when she was depressed, she would come here and tell Xiaoyu about it. Because of her father, no one in the village could afford to look down on her family, and even avoided them on the street, and no one wanted to listen to her complaints. At this pool, although Xiaoyu can't speak, she will listen carefully to her complaints, watch her sadness quietly, watch her vent, and spend a quiet time with her.

Speaking of that day, Zhang Ying killed her father and the debt collector, and came to this pool with her brother's body in her arms. Zhang Ying put down her brother's cold corpse, her heart was extremely painful, she cried for a while, thought of Xiaoyu, and shouted a few times at the waterhole: "Octopus, octopus, are you there?" but waited for a long time without responding.

Zhang Ying hugged her brother again with tears, she thought that all her thoughts were lost, and she only had pain and sadness to live, only unbearable memories and grievances, and there was no meaning in living, without any nostalgia. She looked at the black surface of the pool that was constantly gushing with spring water, and silently thought: "How good it would be if I were born a fish, there would not be so much helplessness and force, and there would not be so much sadness and sadness." Mother and brother, I will accompany you. ”

She put her brother in the pool and watched as his body slowly sank in the water, stained red with blood. Zhang Ying closed her eyes and let out a sigh, and also jumped into the pool, she didn't struggle to let the pool flood her body. She slowly sank in the water, Zhang Ying felt that the pool water rushed into her mouth and nose, blocking her heart and lungs, she couldn't breathe, her head was so heavy, so swollen, and it was very uncomfortable, but she still didn't struggle.

She opened her eyes, and in a trance she saw the strings of steam ladles she had spit out, rising with the spring water at the bottom of the pool, to the distant white shiny water. The white mass grew farther and farther away from her, and at last it was dark before her eyes, and she felt that her hair had melted into the black pool, and she felt that her hands, feet, and body would melt into the black pool. She was very peaceful, as if lying in her mother's arms, until at last she lost consciousness and sank into the soft pool with her eyes open.

The bottom of the pool is not as peaceful and tranquil as the surface of the water, there are strange rocks everywhere, some like the teeth of giant beasts stuck in the stone wall at the bottom of the pool, and some like sharp stone swords. The deepest spring at the bottom of the pool gushes with a dark and chaotic stream of water.

The water continued to surge at the bottom of the pool, bringing up a rapid undercurrent, and before Zhang Ying sank to the bottom of the pool, she was swept up by an undercurrent, and then thrown out fiercely, and another undercurrent was like a long whip whipped on Zhang Ying. Then Zhang Ying was like a meteor, and was smashed by the undercurrent towards a sharp stone sword at the bottom of the pool. At this time, the small white fish with pink flowers burst out of the spring gushing with spring water, it found Zhang Ying, shook its tail vigorously, and rushed towards Zhang Ying with all its strength. Finally it caught up, but its body was so small, how could it stop Zhang Ying's body that was thrown over. Zhang Ying's body collided with Xiaoyu's body, and continued to smash the stone sword with it, and finally the long, sharp stone sword pierced Xiaoyu's long tail and stabbed into Zhang Ying's body. The blood instantly stained this area of water, and the blood spread in the current, quickly covering the bodies of Zhang Ying and Xiaoyu. The little fish in the blood mass was still struggling, and Zhang Ying had long since lost signs of life.

The quiet valley is still breezy and gentle, the bright sun is still rippling on the bubbling spring water, and the waterhole is still so safe and quiet, as if someone is not in a bad mood because of drowning in the water.