The clouds disappear and the rain is gone, the sunset above the dome is orange and red, like a large piece of watercolor paint that is fainted after the wolf is thrown into the pen, reflected in the quiet valley waves like a mirror, the river is clear green, sparkling, and the evening breeze finally cools down, blowing people drowsy.

On the platform, the harvest sacrifice has not yet ended, and the patriarch leads the rest of the people to discuss how to survive this winter.

There are many discussions, and there are all kinds of theories, but the most are still focused on food, clothing, these two major life events.

In the early years, Qiqi's father and the people built the tree house, which was originally to monitor the living habits of many birds in Chunqing Mountain, but by mistake, it saved most of the people in the flood disaster, but the flood came suddenly, and the clothes were taken away.

It's still autumn and crisp, and the people can still dress lightly, but if the weather continues to change strangely, no one can figure out whether Chunqingshan, which should be like spring all year round, will become colder this winter.

The thin and thin patriarch Loma squatted on the edge of the platform, his gray eyebrows furrowed almost like a small hill, he lit a dry smoking gun that he had not touched for ten years, and listened to the quarrels of the people behind him, so worried that his hair was about to fall out.

The tall clansmen had a straight face and were serious: "I think we should still walk out of Chunqing Mountain, how many years have we been, and the days when our Qing clan were savages in the mountains should have ended a long time ago!" ”

The fat man shook his head and retorted, "No! That kid Roma showed us that, by the way, the video on the phone, the outside is full of cannibalistic rotting corpses, we can't send our people to that kind of place! ”

Seeing the sunset, the tall man and the fat man were angry, and they all looked at the patriarch Loma who was facing away from them and his figure was not in the thick fog, and asked, "Patriarch, what do you want us to do?" We listen to you! ”

Don't listen to me! Isn't it good for the minority to obey the majority?!

Being stared at by the two teams as the absolute right to speak, the Loma patriarch had goosebumps behind his back, and today I am afraid that he must give a conclusion.

He turned his head and glanced around, feeling miserable in his heart: What about my apprentice? Master is exactly when he needs you, where is my lovely little apprentice!

"Patriarch, give me an answer! We really, all listen to you! ”

Patriarch Loma's eyes were gloomy, and he sighed, he knew very well what they had just discussed.

Not to mention that at this moment, the tribesmen do not have generous winter clothes around them to resist the cold, and there is not enough charcoal fire in the tree house to keep warm, let alone ...... And most importantly, food. When winter comes, there are very few wild fruits in Chunqingshan, and the preserved fruit fruits collected and made cannot last the whole winter; As soon as the weather is cold, birds and animals will inevitably hide and hibernate to rest, and when the time comes, hunting will not solve the food demand.

Patriarch Loma was about to say something to ease the atmosphere, but as soon as he opened his mouth, 'I see' before he could take out his mouth, he was stunned in place as if someone had cast some acupoint Dafa, and he was speechless for a long time.

The others felt strange and looked at the patriarch's gaze, and suddenly, they were stunned one by one.

The fat man was very surprised, and after swallowing his saliva, he snorted: "Really, really, really awake!" ”

The tall man patted him on the shoulder, and there was a loud bang, which caused the fat man to stare at him with dissatisfaction, and said with a smile: "Patriarch, that person is really awake, your medical skills are great again!" "It's so good that I finally don't have to look for herbs in the mountains on a hot day anymore!

Is the medical skill powerful again?

Patriarch Loma was shocked, but he was full of doubts, he knew how powerful his medical skills were. And earlier today, he also checked the man's pulse, although the pulse was much more stable and powerful than before, but it was still weak, and even the wound had just begun to scab and grow flesh, how could he wake up so quickly? Can you still walk on the ground?!

What's more, the broken bones all over his body haven't grown at all, and if he bumps the ground and shatters it again, the gods can't save it when they come!

Thinking about this, Patriarch Loma couldn't help it, suddenly got up, ran up to the man, and before he could walk in front of the visitor, he shouted, "Ah Yue, you wait a while, stand there and don't move, I'll help you see how the wound is." ”

Yue Yue was more and more awe-inspiring, and glanced at the old man who rushed towards him very seriously, and guessed in his heart that this was probably the Loma patriarch who saved the two of them in Tan Shurun's mouth, and he heard the anxiety in the words of the Loma patriarch.

However, at this moment, no one could stop him from seeing Tan Shurun immediately.

……

The mountain fog is steaming, and the stone road is bumpy.

In a hurry, Yue Yue's breathing had become rapid, and his nose was choked with the bloody breath that surged up from his chest, and he almost coughed dimly. However, even though his steps were extremely slow, his steps never stopped, smelling the familiar smell of blood in the air, moving towards the top of the mountain, without stopping.

He could feel it, she wasn't far away.

The floral scent was strong, and she had a hint of sweetness in it, faint to the point of barely being there, yet more attractive than any scent.

……

Seeing that the man took his words as a deaf ear, the patriarch of Loma was anxious, after all, he was a patient, and just by looking at the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, he knew that the seriously injured patient in front of him was simply dying according to his physical condition.

"Ah Yue, when did you wake up? You sit down first, and I'll take your pulse and check how you're recovering. Patriarch Loma advised bitterly: "Sit down for a while, you may not know anything when you wake up, and we have no ill will towards you." ”

Seeing that Ah Yue turned a deaf ear to his words, the Loma patriarch was helpless, why did this man have to be so persistent in going up the mountain at this time?

There is a lot of mountain fog, heavy yin, and the mountain road is steep, going up the mountain at this time, I'm afraid that I really dislike him for being alive now, and his life is too long?

"Ah Yue, if you continue like this, you have to hang up before you see the little book...... Uh......"

Before the words fell, the person in front of him suddenly stopped, and the Loma patriarch didn't have time to brake, and almost crashed into it.

Fortunately, the tall man and the fat man just came over and grabbed the patriarch of Loma, and were about to exchange ideas with the man who didn't know how to be kind, but he was swept by the man's sharp gaze, and he was so frightened that he shut up.

The discussion disappeared one after another, and the patriarch of Loma narrowed his eyes, and a trace of unswerving flashed in his cloudy eyes: this man's aura left a very unfriendly impression on him. If he was unconscious before, he couldn't judge whether he was good or bad, but at this time, he had lived for more than half a century and read countless people, and it was almost certain that this man was not a good person.

Even if it was for the sake of Xiaoshu's face, this person couldn't let him wake up and continue to stay on the mountain.

……

The mountain fog is hazy, and the emaciated figure of a man walks on the mountain road.

The giant trees were lush and green, and from time to time they covered his shadow, and it was clear that there were many shrubs and dense forests, and the fallen flowers were colorful, and the road under his feet was crowded with them.

Patriarch Loma stood at the mouth of the mountain road, looking at his arrogant back, walking lonely on the mountain road, with many questions in his heart.

It shouldn't be like this, people with faith are never lonely, and both good and bad people have faith.

As for the man, Patriarch Loma thought silently, he didn't.

……

Kiki was making a fuss, talking about where Shurun was going, pestering her to ask some questions that the big girls and little aunts no longer asked in Grandma Sam's face, which made Tan Shurun's face at a loss.

The hostility towards her in Kiki's eyes was so obvious that she didn't even bother to decorate.

Tan Shurun looked at Rome and asked for help silently, but Rome shrugged his shoulders at her, clasped his hands together by the way, and made a gesture of please. She was helpless, and Rome told her that Kiki had just lost her parents in the flood, and her behavior was inevitably a little strange, and he hoped that Tan Shurun would not worry about children.

In terms of age in her heart, the teenage Kiki is indeed a child-like existence for her.

I can't care about verbal friction with a child, so I sighed and made a gesture to Roma, and then continued to work.

……

Here, Grandma Sam had baked all the spices, and called out to Tan Shurun to help him get the dried lavender, mint, rosemary, marjoram, sage, etc., into a solemnly decorated and intricate sandalwood incense burner, and grind them into powder in different categories.

Kiki also got Grandma Sam's order, and then learned to sew sachets, and talked about books, and was a little moved.

Earlier, I heard Rome say that this is a form of prayer of the Qing people, put the incense beads in the incense sachet, take it to the sacrificial table, and tell the heart to God about the best wishes, and the heavens will take care of it.

Tan Shurun couldn't help but think of Yue Yue, and wanted to beg for peace for Yue Yue, this thought was unprecedentedly strong. As a girl who grew up bathed in Marxist materialism, she didn't believe in this, but she can live a new life, what else is impossible?

……

Half an hour later......

"You, little book...... Grandma Sam stopped talking, and finally glanced at Tan Shurun's hand, which had just been mistaken for the word 'peace' in the ghost painting, and sighed silently in the bottom of her heart, "You still come and help me grind this incense powder......

Before the words fell, everyone looked over, and Tan Shu Run suddenly felt embarrassed, but fortunately, Grandma Sam smiled and comforted her, "Little book wow, beautiful or not, good or not, all are secondary, the important thing is the mind." ”

Tan Shurun understood that this was Grandma Sam giving her the stairs, in fact, if she ignored Qiqi's hard work with her face covered and smiling, she didn't know how to tailor and embroider, and it was not a shameful thing, she was busy pretending that nothing had happened, but she didn't dare to look up, or she leaked her very embarrassing thoughts.

Under the auspices of Grandma Sam, everyone was busy with another orderly meal, and in a short time all the spices in the small stove were turned into powder, waiting quietly to become the prayer that everyone loved in their hearts.

Although Kiki's awkward chat made Tan Shurun very helpless, the stunt of Grandma Sam in her mouth was very attractive.

Tan Shurun's eyes chased after Grandma Sam, the incense powder had been matched according to Grandma Sam's preferences earlier, and the pale yellow amber after heating and melting was crystal clear and free of impurities. I saw Grandma Sam hook a drop with a wooden skewer, drip it off the incense burner, roll it slowly, and after it cooled, it condensed into a small bead.

The incense beads are placed in a small sandalwood bowl, and the bowl contains water, and soon, it will be as hard as a stone.

……

Tan Shurun took a closer look, the heart of the fragrant beads was stained with dark purple flowers, layered on top of each other, after the mint was ground into powder, it was a little dull yellow, but after dyeing and condensing with amber, it actually showed a grass green from light to dark.

It's pretty, no, it's pretty.

It turned out that although Kiki spoke in a very strange tone, she was not wrong, and Grandma Sam's craftsmanship was really amazing.

Grandma Sam handed a wooden skewer to Tan Shurun and encouraged, "Little book, you can try it yourself?" ”

"Me? Me? ”

Tan Shurun was a little surprised, but looking at Grandma Sam looking at her, smiling kindly, and looking forward to it, it didn't seem to be fake.

Try it, try it, it's always her heart, take the incense beads condensed by her own hands and pray to the heavens, maybe she can really pray for the stupid big man Yue Yue, pray for peace, it's not certain.

Thinking of this, Tan Shurun nodded decisively, solemnly took the sandalwood incense burner in Grandma Sam's hand, learned the technique of Grandma Sam just now, carefully hooked the melted amber, and rolled it down in the incense powder.

……

The memories of the old days, like the silent fragments of old-fashioned old movies, quietly flow in the blood, and the light and shadow intertwine to outline the outline of the man, pursing his lips, expressionless, quiet and gentle, and even tyrannical and cruel.

The seven-foot Qingfeng long sword, held in the man's hand, stood among the bloody corpses and beasts, his eyes were calm, but his anger was terrifying.

Those unprovoked times were slowly entwined by amber droplets, and deep in her heart, her hopes for the silly big man and her good wishes condensed into a small amber drop, and rosemary dyed into incense beads......

At the critical moment, someone exclaimed, "Ah! It's him! He's awake! ”

Tan Shurun's hand was stunned, and she didn't dare to breathe for a long time, for fear that if she was not careful, she would find that this sentence was just a nightmare that she had been repeating over and over again these days, with unspeakable and unspeakable sadness.

“…… Runrun ......"

The air was stagnant, Tan Shurun suddenly raised his head, turned to look out of the door, the sun was shining outside the house, that person, in her thoughts and thoughts, stood straight by the door at this moment, holding the door frame, looking at her with burning eyes.

'Runrun'...... It was just two simple syllables, but it seemed to take him a great deal of effort; At the same time, it was just a title, but it brought her the most extravagant joy.

"I'm here, Ah Yue."