After Qingzi finished speaking, she got up and went out the door. I lay on the bed for a while, and I didn't feel it just now, but as soon as she left, I felt pain all over my body, and my stomach was growling with hunger. Come to think of it, it's been a long time since I've eaten.

I was so hungry that I finally saw Aoko's figure dangling past the door, and immediately screamed. Aoko came in from outside, looked at me, and said, "What are you doing?" ”

I covered my stomach and was about to say, "I'm so hungry," but after thinking about it, I said, "It's not early, I should get up and cook." "I struggled to get up, but I fell back halfway up.

I only heard Qingzi say: "You fall asleep, it's okay if I don't eat." "As he spoke, he was about to go out.

I couldn't cry or laugh, she didn't eat it, but I was fine. Hurriedly stopped her, and honestly shouted with a bitter face: "It's me who is hungry." ”

Aoko glanced at me, didn't say anything, and went out. As soon as I saw her disappear at the door, I immediately felt happy in my heart, wondering what this eldest lady with her hands not touching the spring water could give me something to eat.

Here by the sea, you can catch some sea fish, well, there are shells or something, put it on the fire and roast it, the taste is still good. I was thinking about it when I heard a noise outside. It should have been Qingzi who brought food, and as soon as I quickly turned over, I saw a hairy head sticking in.

It was the white ape's two goods, who came in with a basket, grabbed two fruits from it, and stuffed them into my arms. Looking at the half-green fruit, I almost didn't throw it in my face.

It's just that my stomach is really hungry, so I have to make do with it, and when I bite into it, it is sour and astringent, and it can really sour to my bones. I barely ate two, and I couldn't eat anymore. glanced at the two goods, and said angrily: "What about your master?" ”

These two goods bow down to Qingzi, what is it that is not the master? It's just that as soon as these words came out, I suddenly remembered that I didn't seem to be much better than it, and I couldn't help but have a fever in front of Qingzi.

After eating the fruit, not only did it not feel full, but it was so stimulated that the sour water was rising, and it was very uncomfortable, so I simply got up and pressed it on the shoulders of the two goods, so that it could be helped out for a walk.

When I arrived outside the stone room, the night was bright and the stars were scarce, but I didn't see Qingzi, and I didn't know where I went. I stayed outside for a while, my injuries were not healed, and I was a little chilled by the night wind, so I had to go back to the house. After sitting in the chair for a while, I suddenly remembered that I had forgotten to ask Aoko what kind of place this was, and why she came here.

As soon as I thought of this, I was interested in visiting the entire stone room, and beckoned to the second man who was eating fruit, and asked him to come and use it as a crutch for me. After walking a few steps inside, I found that although the stone room layout here is simple, it is similar to that of ordinary people, and I think that someone has lived here before.

Further inside, I saw a small stone chamber with some chests and wooden shelves, but it was about old and dilapidated. Walking further aside, I saw a slightly low stone chamber with a stone cabinet that seemed to have been carved out by hand.

I went over and took a closer look, and it took a lot of work to get this thing out. After a few glances, I caught a glimpse of a dark compartment in the middle of the stone cabinet, and when I touched it, I felt a roll of soft things. When I took it out, it turned out to be a roll of cloth, but if I looked closely, it was a little different from the ordinary cloth.

When I opened it, it turned out to be a colorful painting. The picture is detailed and lifelike. It was a little girl about seven or eight years old, sitting cross-legged on a bluestone on the edge of a cliff. The girl was wearing a bun with a smooth forehead, carved in pink and jade, with round lips, and her eyes closed as if she were meditating intently.

On a tree stump next to her, there was a silly white ape, which was much smaller than the second thing in front of her, and judging from the shape of his eyebrows and face, he was also full of childishness.

Behind the two is the back of a man, facing the cliff, standing with his hands in his hands, as if looking at the sea of clouds beyond the sea and sky, and the gray robe on his body gently fluttering in the wind.

I stared at the girl carefully for a while, and the more I looked at it, the more I felt that her eyebrows were similar to Qingzi. It's just that compared to the current Qingzi, this girl's little face is pink, a little less cold, and a little more sweet and cute.

I just felt my heart pounding, looking at the stupid white ape in the picture, and then looking at the second goods in front of me, I immediately understood that these two goods and eight achievements were the little ape in the painting. And the delicate girl with a bag and a bun in the painting is a green child.

She was wearing snow-white clothes at the time, and she couldn't tell what age it was. As for the man behind him, he was slender, wearing a black hat on his head, his robe dancing in the wind, and standing with his hands in his hands, although it was only a back, but naturally there was a momentum that jumped out of the painting.

I stared at the little Qingzi in the painting for a long time, carefully put away the painting, and stuffed it into my pocket. When the white ape saw it, he came up and pulled me by a snort, and turned it into my pocket. I slapped its hairy hand away, searched it again, and when I saw nothing else, I came out of the stone chamber.

Those two goods have been sticking to me, desperately trying to find the painting out of my pocket. It seems that this scroll is still hidden here by this guy, but from now on, this thing belongs to me.

When I looked at these stone rooms again, I felt that they were very friendly, and everything was pleasing to the eye. If I'm not mistaken, Qingzi should have lived in this place for a while when she was young, and at that time, the stupid big man in front of her was still a cub.

As for the man in gray, I don't know who it is.

After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't figure out a reason, so I went over and lay down on the stone bed again. Thinking that this bed was the one that Qingzi had slept in before, he suddenly felt a little more inexplicable, and he didn't feel that this thing was cold and hard.

I took out the painting and held it in my hand, looked at the little Qingzi with a bag and a bun in the painting, and then thought about the cold appearance of the dead woman now, and couldn't help but feel happy in my heart. Later, after a few more glances at the cliff edge, I felt a little familiar, and suddenly remembered that I seemed to have seen this place, just on the way before.

I couldn't lie down any longer, so I hid the painting first, and then beckoned the two goods to come over, and let them lead the stone gate, and out of the valley, and immediately a salty and wet sea breeze blew in front of me.

I looked out against the sea breeze, and I saw a large tree growing on a stone platform that stretched out out of the sea near the sea. Except that the tree is much bigger than in the painting, everything else is exactly the same.

I felt a burst of joy in my heart, urging the second cargo to help me over quickly. When I walked to the stone platform, I heard the sound of waves coming up from under the cliff one after another. I stood on the edge of the stone platform and looked down at the pitch black sea, and it was the time of the rising tide, and the dark waves crashed against the boulders, splashing countless foams.

The sea breeze was howling, and I looked into the distance, imagining that the dark sky and water were level between the state of mind of the man standing here in the painting, and the sea and sky were on the line.

He stood in the wind for a while, and when he turned around, he saw a bluestone on the stone platform. On the side was a somewhat blackened wooden mound. My heart moved, so I walked over and sat cross-legged on the bluestone. Learn to draw the appearance of the little green child, close your eyes and meditate. I only heard a hint of humming in my ears, and when I opened my eyes, I saw that the two white apes also squatted on the wooden pier at some point.

I couldn't help but reach out and pat it on the shoulder, and the two of them suddenly called out at me.

I sat cross-legged on the bluestone, and I didn't know what I was going to do when I meditated, so I closed my eyes and used the pranayama method taught to me by my third uncle, gradually constricting my mind, and then naturally running the yin and yang bottle. I have slept on the rope for a long time over the years, and in order not to let myself fall off, the operation of this yin and yang bottle is almost instinctive.

Maybe I was really tired for a while, but as soon as I settled down at this time, I only felt very comfortable, and I actually fell asleep in a daze. I don't know how long I slept this night, and suddenly I heard the sound of waves crashing on the shore, and I suddenly woke up from my sleep. When I opened my eyes, I saw that the sky had turned slightly white.