The demon snake seemed to have discovered this fish that slipped through the net, and the snake tail smashed towards the city gate again without hesitation At this moment, Nie Niangzi completely broke out, and at a distance of about ten meters, she ran out of the limit of human speed with her injuries.

The moment you step on the bluestone slab outside the town!

The city gate hole behind him was finally destroyed by the demon snake, and seeing that the snake tail was about to fall again, Nie Niangzi was desperate.

Even if you run out of the town, can't you escape this fate?

In desperation, a majestic voice rang out from the sky: "You have crossed the line. ”

As soon as the words fell, the snake's tail retracted as if it had never existed.

Outside the town, the moonlight was quiet, and it was sprinkled on Nie Niangzi's body coolly, as if the round of blood moon in the town had never existed.

After this majestic sound, it seemed that the dust had finally settled.

What was a thriving town yesterday is now in ruins.

When the neighbor who was a villager yesterday is buried in the belly of a snake today.

When yesterday was a loving husband and wife, today life and death parted.

This is the end, but Nie Niangzi has no pain, no sadness, and all that echoes outside the town is the sound of her stumbling footsteps, until she walks under a tree, she slowly reclines and sits down.

Because there is no need to grieve, there is no need to be painful, what you want to do has been done, and there is a determination to follow to the death in your heart, and any love is a waste.

She wasn't even curious, who was the voice of the majesty of the heavens?

The whole world is only left with a child in his arms, and the only thing he is worried about is why the old man who said yes didn't come to pick him up? My body hurts so much, I feel that all my internal organs are broken, and I feel so tired, I feel that as long as I close my eyes, I can immediately rely on my husband's warm arms.

In this quiet night, when the moonlight became soft, and the yin wind turned into a warm spring breeze, she was never at ease to leave the child alone in this wilderness, and she left first.

"Xianggong, wait for me, if you can't entrust your child to others, how can I rest assured to accompany you?" Nie Niangzi said silently in her heart.

Looking down, under the moonlight is the child's cute face.

In a month's time, she has grown chubby, but there is still blood on her little face, and there are tears on her eyes, Nie Niangzi gritted her teeth and tore a fairly clean fabric from her clothes, and gently wiped her face for the child.

Gently humming a little song that will be hummed in the candlelight every night to lull the child to sleep.

However, the child did not feel any sleep, watching the blood on the corner of his mother's lips slowly flow, after all, his mouth was pursed, and tears began to roll down in large pieces.

Outside the town, under the tree, the child began to cry, Nie Niangzi hugged him tightly, only at this moment, she felt that the child in her arms was like a real baby, so sad, so helpless, and the mother was about to leave.

It hurts, I don't know how long I can last?

Nie Niangzi hugged the child tightly, and although it was so difficult to say a word, she still spoke to Xiao'er in a hoarse and warm voice.

What to say? Say the four seasons of the year.

What to say? Say parents and brothers.

What else to say? Say what was once the hometown, and then the town.

In telling, Nie Niangzi saw Xianggong walking slowly towards her, looked at him and smiled at herself, and sat gently beside herself and Xiao'er, his hand gently stroked the corners of her mouth, and her voice was gentle: "Accompany Xiao'er, I'll wait for you." ”

Nie Niangzi nodded vaguely, and the warm temperature of the child in her chest maintained her heartbeat.

It was a long night.

This night is very short, how can the time between mother and son not be enough?

When the first rays of morning light in the east illuminated the land, faint and trivial footsteps came from far away outside the town, and Nie Niangzi smiled, her lips chapped and she could no longer speak.

In the final parting, she wanted to hum a weekday song for her child.

If you have to separate, hope that he can sleep deeply, let himself go, and he will be free of pain.

However, the child opened his big black and white eyes and began to cry again.

She didn't have the strength to sing anymore, and Xianggong, who had been smiling and sitting beside her, also stood up, stretched out his hand, and said, "Lady, you and I have done our best, and the Taoist has come, let's go." ”

"Okay." The blood and tears on her face have been wiped away by her husband, and when Nie Niangzi stood up, she was radiant.

They were about to leave together, Nie Niangzi turned around, and the last kiss wanted to fall on Xiao'er's forehead, but she couldn't touch his tender skin again.

After all, the rest of the way can only be walked by himself With the last blessing, Nie Niangzi and her husband walked together, and finally left, and in the distance of the sky, their backs became more and more blurred.

The infant child stared blankly at the direction of the sunrise, and the way they left, and finally burst into tears.

At this time, a chic and uninhibited figure finally appeared outside the town, looking at the town with only ruins left, sighing, looking at the mother and son snuggling under the tree, and only said: "I'm late." But it's not destined to be sooner. ”

As he spoke, he took a few steps in front of Nie Niangzi's mother and son, Nie Niangzi had closed her eyes, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and the child in her arms was crying.

Who is it not that crazy person in front of you?

He stretched out his hand and wanted to pick up the child, but found that the young fist was tightly grasping his mother's chest, using all his strength, and turned his head to look at the crazy old man as if pleading and angry.

"Idiot, when your mother was injured last night, her internal organs were completely broken, and she should have gone a long time ago to support you by supporting you until now, and she should have gone a long time ago. You should let her leave with peace of mind, it is unfilial to make her uneasy like this. ”

"Wow" responds to the old way of crying, reluctant and unwilling.

This is the attitude that a child should have, but I didn't expect that in just one month, this son of heaven began to act like a child in the mortal world.

After all, the crazy old man still held him in his arms, looked at him and said with a complicated mood: "You were born in response to the destiny of heaven, and you are the most clear and exquisite heart, dustless, desireless, and careless." Unexpectedly, you insisted on coming to the world in advance, and in just one month, you have planted the root of love in your heart, and all kinds of * entanglements. You say, what is the love in this world? Can only entangle your delicate heart? ”

"You say, you were born with a heart that we couldn't practice for several years, why did you melt into the red dust so easily?"

"You say, is it untempered, just an embryo? Let your son of destiny, Da Luo Immortal, not be able to escape the catastrophe? ”

"Yes, if you don't pick it up, how can you put it down?"

"If little love is not born, where will justice come from?"

"Yes, yes"

Lao Dao walked away with Xiao'er's figure in his arms, but in an instant, he quickly returned to the tree.

Gently put down the child, and couldn't help sighing: "That's it, I never thought that your obsession was so deep, and you have such a lot of attachment to your skin, flesh and bones, you wait for me for a while." ”

As he spoke, Lao Dao's figure was already in the grove outside the town, and his figure disappeared in the flickering footsteps.

The child has no tears, and in his big black and white eyes, there is a quiet and patient waiting and a terrible volcano that has been suppressed, and there is no sense of creature approaching him, including insects, fish, and birds.

In less than half an hour, Lao Dao returned.

In his hand, he was holding a big package, and Xiao'er stared at Lao Dao, and Lao Dao opened the big package in front of Xiao'er.

Among them was a skeleton with all the flesh and blood, and only a broken bronze mirror held in the skeleton's hand explained the identity of the skeleton's owner-Nie Dashi.

The child first smiled and comforted, and then cried loudly.

The crazy old man didn't pay attention to him, just stomped on his foot, and there were cracks on the ground within a radius of about one meter, and with one of his tricks and a curse, in the dust, a small and small pit appeared in front of Xiao'er and the crazy old man.

"If you have seen enough, I will bury them." The crazy old man glanced at Xiao'er.

There was endless peace in the child's eyes, but the mad old man was shocked, and he saw from this calm that the raging fire was burning, and a bitter hatred had been attached to the child's soul.

Could it be that this is also providential?

The crazy old man didn't dare to think about it anymore, and reached out and put the bodies of Nie Dashi and his wife into the pit and buried them with loess.

In the last handful of soil, the child actually crawled out of the swaddling clothes, grabbed a handful of small soil with his small hands, climbed to the grave himself, and added it with his own hands.

Seeing the crazy old way, there was another sigh.

Xiao'er looked back at him, and the crazy old man said: "The cause and effect planted by the demon snake yesterday are deeply entangled, but the most important thing is to plant a cause and effect seed between you and it. Even if I get back your father's bones, I can't interfere, and I can't interfere, there are still many checks and balances between heaven and earth. ”

The child was quiet, lying quietly on the grave, and turned his head to take one last look at the dilapidated town that was already under the sun and white clouds.

Today, the weather is fine, and the crazy old man finally hugged him and left.

Red dust, he carried him all the way into the prosperity.

A big city in the world, a small border town.

Green mountains and dangerous peaks, rivers, lakes and seas.

In the blink of an eye, a month has passed.

A small leaf boat, waiting for a more remote tributary of an unknown river, he jumped into the boat with his child in his arms, and said: "We are going to live for a while." ”

At the head of the boat, the old fisherman sang a fairy song.

In the distance, the boat disappeared into the winding tributaries and crashed into the sloping mountains surrounded by distant mountains.

A sunny voice echoed in the heavens and the earth: "The talent is amazing, but there are many calamities in life." Others can't help you, but what? Can I stop loving you and pity you more? Can you stop me from teaching you and guide you to do less? Hahaha, God can't. If people's hearts are big, infinitely bigger than the sky! I want to be precious to you, and the heavens will not take away it. In vain, huh? ”