The Commission received an interesting commission yesterday.

It is said that in their small village, all the villagers had the same dream overnight.

It's like everyone's dreams are linked together by something, and everyone is in the same dream. There is nothing terrible in the dream, the simple dream is under a mountain shrouded in thick fog, under the mist in the forest, the green mountains and green waters, there are many mountain springs in the mountains, gathering first-class, becoming a small stream, the spring water in the stream is clear, there are swimming fish playing.

While the adults were still confused, many children had already jumped into the creek to catch fish and shrimp.

...... It's such a leisurely scenery that doesn't make people feel much fear.

Although the people in the village were not afraid, they instinctively felt that something was wrong. After they walked around the neighborhood, they finally knew where the mist-shrouded mountain was. This is a big mountain three or four kilometers away from the entrance of the village, in the past, many people went up the mountain to hunt and collect firewood, and then the village people lived well, and this mountain forest gradually became abandoned.

The villagers walked along the abandoned path to the village, and there was the sound of murmuring water all the way, but when they reached the place near the village, they could not walk through it at night, as if there was an invisible barrier in front of them. The people in the village couldn't, so they had to go back the way they came, to the bottom of the mountain.

When they arrived at the bottom of the mountain, the villagers searched carefully and found a rock-paved path from the mountain forest where firewood was originally collected.

Starting at the base of the mountain, it winds its way to the top of the mountain.

The people in the village are puzzled, although this mountain is not high, but there are always four or five hundred meters above sea level, the mountain is still a little steep, who will be idle and have nothing to do here to build the road, looking at the mountain road, at least three or four miles...... Unable to think about it, the villagers climbed up the path, and there was a small spring at intervals along the road, with a spoon on the side, and two stone plates, one of which held the fruits of the mountains, and the other was empty.

It's a very tempting fruit to look at. Not only children, but even some villagers also reach out to get it, but the clear spring is as you can use, and the villagers who eat fruit indiscriminately will be miserable...... After another bite, the fruit in their hands grew out of their mouths, cried, and fled...... It really frightened the villagers.

After panicking in place for a while, the village chief stopped them, and everyone prepared to hit the road again.

The road was not easy to walk, and after walking for about half an hour, everyone was tired, and they drooled while looking at the tempting fruits on the side.

No one dared to take it this time......

After another quarter of an hour, the villagers came to the mountainside, and there was a dilapidated hut in the middle of the mountain.

A thick haze rose from the ruins of the dilapidated huts...... A thought arose in everyone's hearts, couldn't the mist that shrouded this mountain come from here?

And also......

What is this cottage?

What is the temple of the mountain gods and fairies?

The village chief mobilized the young people in the village, and simply repaired the hut with trees in the forest.

After that, the old village chief led the people and bowed three times to the hut.

Then the villagers woke up from their dreams.

On the second day, the villagers came to the mountain forest in their dreams, and there was indeed a small path in the mountain as in the dream. But at the end of the road, there was no trace of the dilapidated hut...... The people in the village were scared and wanted to find someone to see.

......

On the way to a small village in the suburbs, the city of Fenghua in June brings the scorching heat of summer,

This mountain forest is full of trees and branches, and Xiao Rin has not found any other easy way to walk except for the path from the village. Under the leadership of the village chief, Xiao Rin came to the mountain forest shrouded in thick mist.

"Master Xiao, what do you think is going on, how can this kind of thing happen in our small village?" The old village chief didn't underestimate Xiao Rin because she was young, and politely led the way in front, but he kept thinking: "The people in the village have finally lived a good life, but it's not been a few years, and people are panicking, and some people want to move to the city." ”

"Alas, I don't know how many people will be left in this village. ”

Xiao Rin was not impatient, she picked a green fruit from the side of the road, and listened with a smile while eating.

Waiting until the foot of the mountain, Xiao Rin said: "You can rest assured when you are old, this is not a big deal." I see a lot of ghosts and ghosts in the mountains, you can send it here, I'll go up and see it myself. ”

"Okay, you're doing this, look at me and rest assured. Having said that, the village chief did not leave.

"Why don't you go back first?" Xiao Rin pointed to the sun that was about to go down, and asked kindly: "It's dark and the mountain road is not easy to walk, the sun is about to set." ”

The old village chief smiled, didn't answer, and said to himself: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm born in the mountains, and I can walk back and forth with my eyes closed." Besides, I don't feel at ease if you leave this little girl alone. Little girl, don't worry, it's not an old man, I don't believe you, I really can't let go of it. ”

“...... You've always said that, how could I be annoyed. Wait, I'll come down before the sun goes down. ”

After speaking, Xiao Rin walked alone on the mountain path.

The road is very new, and it looks like it has not been built very long.

Roadside spring fruits, just as the old man said.

Xiao Rin picked up a red and glamorous fruit, looking very tempting.

After she took a bite, the fruit grew up and wept loudly, as the village chief said.

Xiao Rin took another bite with a little amusement, put the broken fruit in front of him, and watched it cry and play.

"It's really noisy~"

Seeing that the fruit showed no signs of stopping, Xiao Rin took a few coins from his pocket and placed them on an empty stone plate next to him. And then...... Then the fruit stopped making a fuss and made a 'please eat me' gesture~ It pointed to a piece on its body, as if to say that it was the most delicious there.

Xiao Rin obediently bit again......

To the address of the dilapidated hut on the mountainside, it was a small platform.

Xiao Rin walked around, in addition to this small platform and that path, there were some steep and dangerous places.

But...... Nice view.

Here you can see the change of mist in the mountains, and every moment is a new form.

There is fog rolling, there is a black line, and there is a golden light top!

It's a beautiful sight.

Xiao Rin admired it for a while, and suddenly heard a sound behind him, and a cloud and mist took shape

When Xiao Rin turned around, the clouds suddenly dispersed, as if they hadn't appeared.

Bite your finger and write a dark cyan essay in small print on the stone wall in the mountain.

The font is weird and unrecognizable.

One stroke at a time is like a scene of all things in heaven and earth, a kind of change.

After a greeting was written, the rock wall was like a sincere sacrifice to heaven and earth.

If this stone wall were in that Vientiane Witch God Sect, it would already be regarded as a holy scripture.

Sacrifice to all things in heaven and earth, and sacrifice to all kinds of things.

From the sacrifice, obtain the luck of heaven and earth, and gather the position of the god of the long night.

Gradually, after she finished writing this "Greeting of the Witch God of the Long Night", wisps of mist gathered. It is condensed on the stone wall, as if it is observing, as if it has comprehension...... It's never willing to leave.

"You're so eye-catching. Don't think that you can mess around with something intangible, attract people who don't like you, and just wait for it to become a drizzle!" Xiao Rin persuaded towards the mist, and then nodded to the stone wall: "This greeting is enough for you to rather become true, don't show your appearance in front of people if you don't cultivate it completely." ”

After speaking, Xiao Rin stretched out his hand and stroked.

The dilapidated hut slowly emerged, and on a wooden plaque that was mostly decayed, it seemed that there were still words such as 'Mountain ......'. It's not very clear, and it looms in the mist.

A few wisps of mist gathered and rubbed on Xiao Rin's cheeks affectionately, like a cute little pet.

The slightest cloud of energy turned into shape in front of her: Name, I want

Rin caught these traces of clouds and wrote in the air: Clouds

"Before you're born, grow up here. With the greetings I left, as long as you don't make too much noise, others won't bother you even if they come...... After all, this is still Fenghua City. ”

After doing this, Xiao Rin walked back.

Behind her, wisps of mist danced, as if to hold on, and as if to say goodbye.

After she went down the mountain, the old village chief was still waiting for her.

"Master Xiao, is the matter over?"

"It's not a big deal in Ben, it's all settled now. You don't have to worry about the small village now, this beautiful scenery can be developed as a tourist attraction. ”

"What do you say?" the village chief was a little puzzled.

"After I talked to the man in the mountain, the dilapidated hut above still appeared. You can build a small temple in the same place, and you don't need to put any gods, just worship a mirror, and then there will be no more trouble. ”

"This ...... Is there anything special about this mirror, does it cost a lot of money? When it came to money, the old village chief was obviously a little worried.

"Peace of mind, the mirror is not exquisite, any mirror can be. Xiao Rin paused as if he were selling a pass.

"Master Xiao, just say, is it a matter of money?"

Xiao Rin had a headache, the old village chief was good at everything, but he was always worried that she would ask for money...... In this way, she didn't sell it anymore: "No, it's just that the angle of this mirror is a little particular." When you place it, remember to put the mirror facing the door so that it can reflect the fog on the horizon. On the side, I mentioned: the Long Night Witch Shrine. ”

"Is that okay?"

"Of course~ By the way, although the mirror is not exquisite, but you should make a simple bronze mirror, so that others will look much better. When you advertise, you can also say that after worshipping the Long Night Witch God, they will have clear eyes and clear eyes, and the confusion in their eyes will be eliminated. ”

"Ah...... What's the use of this, other immortals are all supernatural! Like a prosperous family, a bright future, and a full fortune. This little one is clear-eyed, can he really attract people?"

"You don't understand this, you haven't been to the city for a long time, you don't know that there are too many children in the city wearing glasses now, if you can really see clearly to worship this long night witch god, do you think they can come?"

“...... I'll just leave it at that. The village chief obviously didn't take it seriously, so he just said it as Master Xiao.

There was nothing to say all the way, and when he was about to reach the entrance of the village, Xiao Rin remembered something unimportant: "By the way, when someone really comes to worship, I want the people in the village to remind me that the fruits on the mountain side path are edible." ”

"Ah, that's not going to work, the fruit isn't clean!"

"It's okay, I've talked to the Long Night Witch God, just throw a few coins into another empty stone plate. How much is arbitrary, the right to be a sacrifice to this long night witch god, a few dollars of small things, others will not care. ”

“...... What if someone doesn't listen?"

"That's their problem~"

"That's right, Chenghui, five hundred yuan~"

The old village chief muttered in a low voice and took out a folded straight loose money from his pocket, carefully counted five hundred loose coins from it and handed it to Xiao Rin: "Master Xiao, you are really making money here." ”

"There are still several mouths at home that rely on me to eat, and I haven't made any money these days. ”

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