A bleak night of rain, empty drops and long autumn nights.

"Master, where are we going? Are you going back to the sect now? ”

The young man squinted, and his eyes were a little unopen, astringent and cold.

For a while, the old Taoist put the hat on the young man's head to avoid the rain, fixed his body, and said, "Go to that mountain and have a look!" ”

The young man didn't know what the old man meant, and he was a little reluctant to go, and the cloth shoes on his feet were already soaked, and he was very uncomfortable.

By the time we reached the mountain, it was already the middle of the night, and the rain had finally lightened.

The grinding autumn rain has not washed away the strange smell of the mountain stream, mixed with the smell of earth, but it is even more uncomfortable.

Carefully slide down the hill, which is even more muddy.

Diesel mixed with firewood, in the end, the two corpses were not burned clean, only two dead wood-like remains, as black as carbon.

The young man pinched his nose and retched, tugging at the old man's clothes: "Master, what are you doing here!" Smells bad! ”

"The corpse does not disperse, and the resentment accumulates again, and it always has to be melted! The wind in this valley can't blow, the sun can't shine, if it is not resolved, after a long time, there will be some disasters! ”

For a while, Lao Dao looked around, and suddenly chuckled: "I said how come there are two corpses here, the one who died turned out to be the person who controlled the Dao of God, no matter if you were good or evil in life, Lao Dao still saved you, the sins in life will always be liquidated when it comes down!" ”

The young man on the side said: "Since the Divine Dao is searching for people's souls everywhere and practicing sneakiness as a means, why don't you detain the souls of their dead fellow disciples?" Wouldn't it be more convenient! ”

The old man who was chanting the soul mantra for a while, his expression suddenly froze, and he looked at the young man beside him in horror, feeling a little cold for no reason.

In that year, Emperor Hui of Jin was in power, and the people starved to death for countless people, Emperor Hui of Jin asked: "The people have no chestnut rice to satisfy their hunger, why don't they eat minced meat?" ”

The boy pinched his nose, probably because the damp clothes were uncomfortable, so the boy kept twisting his body.

Seeing that Lao Dao looked at himself like a stranger, the young man looked puzzled: "Master, why are you looking at me like this?" ”

For a while, Lao Dao's voice was inexplicably tight, staring at the young man, and said in a trembling voice: "Because they are the same door!" ”

The young man scratched his head, and he didn't know if he understood the meaning of the old words, so he just whispered.

For a while, Lao Dao's heart was blocked with a piece of boulder-like heaviness, and he took the young man's hand and walked to a piece of bluestone: "You recite the Soul Sutra here seven seven or forty-nine times!" If we don't finish reading, we won't go back to the mountain gate! ”

The young man pouted, a little reluctant: "It's just a lonely soul, and the apprentice took him in, how much effort has been saved!" ”

"Read!"

For a while, the tone of the old way was unquestionable.

The boy shrunk his neck and stopped talking.

The rain covered the sky, and for a while, the old Taoist looked at the young man's childish recitation of the Soul Sutra, and suddenly muttered, with a complicated expression: "It is said that fairy children are thin and cool by nature, but why is it so cold?" ”

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When Yuan Yu woke up, his head was heavy.

All night, I was half-asleep and half-awake, and my mind was full of the word Qinling.

He always felt that he could think of something, but when he thought about it, his groggy mind was still blank.

After a long rainy night, when the rain stops in the early morning, there is a thin layer of fog.

Autumn is completely here, refreshing and cold.

Yuan Yu wrapped himself and sat up from the bed, but he was stunned, and there were melon seed shells in the room.

On the shabby black wooden table next to the bed, there was a piece of Kodama pendant quietly.

Yuan Yu picked it up, looked at it twice, and then walked to the door, looking at the big footprints in the mud in the yard, and the oil lamps scattered under the eaves of the door.

In the end, he just threw the jade pendant into the wooden box.

was not in a hurry to eat, Yuan Yu just swept the melon seed shells in the house to the corner little by little, such trivial work, but Yuan Yu did it meticulously.

The inside and outside of the house were cleaned up, and when I looked up, I found that there was already a person standing outside the door, barefoot, standing motionless outside the door and looking into the yard.

Yuan Yu searched around the house, and finally pulled out two very old water shoes under the bed, which were originally worn when he went to the paddy field, and when it rained, he would also wear them.

Yuan Yu didn't ask Xiaoxiao why she got up so early, but just dragged Xiaoxiao into the house, moved a wooden stool, let Xiaoxiao sit down, wiped the muddy feet with rags, and Yuan Yu put the water shoes on Xiaoxiao's feet, the shoes were a little big, but they could barely be worn.

No one said a word.

Xiaoxiao turned her face sideways, her hair fell to her eyebrows, and she looked at the busy figures around her very quietly, outside the courtyard, the people in the village were already smoking......

Hu Fei hugged the three iron boxes, ran in with a snap, and when he saw Xiaoxiao, Hu Fei raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Hey, little girl, it's so early!" Now, your meal ......."

After a night of immersion, I couldn't get off my feet at all.

Yuan Yu walked a few steps, and simply took off his slippery shoes, barefoot, and the three of them went all the way to the school......

In the two years since this day in October 1984, Yuan Yu has never seen Zhou Xiangren again, and similarly, he has never thought about Qinling again.

Even, many times, he forgot about Zhou Xiangren, and only occasionally remembered that there was such a person, not only him, but also Hu Fei.

And in the past two years, whether it is in the school or in the village, everyone knows that Yuan Yu and Hu Fei have an extra little girl behind their butts, and the three of them are almost inseparable wherever they go.

It's just that the little girl is cold to everyone, and later, she got used to it.

When it comes to school, Yuan Yu has the best grades, Hu Fei is not good, and Xiaoxiao's ......

Whenever Hu Fei failed the exam and was scolded by his mother for being the number one fool in the world, Hu Fei would confidently take out Xiaoxiao's papers, and Xiaoxiao's papers would always be in single digits......

In 1985, Hu Fei was not admitted to junior high school as expected, and his father Hu Guocheng gave a lot of gifts to the school teacher, so Hu Fei was very honored to go to the fifth grade for another year, and he was famous in ten miles and eight towns!

In this regard, Hu Fei just patted his chest and said to Yuan Yu and Xiaoxiao beautifully: "We will be in the same class in the future......"