It's like being deprived of the five senses and six senses, not to see, not to smell, not to touch.

But Feng Wuli had never felt that his consciousness was so clear, and he felt that his head, which had been groggy all along, suddenly became lighter.

It's just that he found himself thinking that there was nothing else he could do, and he forgot why he was in this situation.

The world is dark.

Until he 'saw' a man.

A very good-looking woman, with delicate facial features, simple clothes, a small jasper, very clean smile, dressed like clothes in a costume drama, sitting in the yard to be a female celebrity, her craftsmanship looks very good, and a few little boys in the house affectionately call her sister.

As soon as the picture turned, the woman was getting married.

She was wearing a bright red wedding dress, her thin lips were smeared with rouge, her forehead was dotted with cinnabar, and the green silk was tied with a golden hairpin.

Before putting on the red hijab, the relatives saw the smile on the corner of her mouth, and then the hijab fell, and the woman entered the sedan chair.

Surrounded by gongs and drums, firecrackers shook the sky.

The woman was happily married and sat in a palanquin.

It's just that the gongs and drums around are getting faster and faster, and the suona is becoming more and more complaining.

She couldn't see the white paper floating outside the sedan chair, and she couldn't hear the weeping wails hanging far behind the sedan chair.

The red ribbon was replaced with white silk, and the wedding dress was replaced by a mourning dress.

Half of the dowry brought into her house was a real silk ruler, gold and silver treasures; Half of it was paper-paste brocade box jewelry, and her parents couldn't afford to support so many children in the family, so she married the wealthy Liu family in the next town.

Until the coffin board covered her, the last ray of light disappeared, and she couldn't even raise her hand to lift the red hijab on her head in the narrow space, like a coffin board that couldn't be lifted no matter how much she patted it.

She kept banging her hands against the planks.

"Mother, the West Building is wrong, the West Building will be obedient!"

"Don't do this to the West Building!"

"Xilou is afraid of the dark, A-Niang, Xilou will be obedient!"

……

Consciousness resurfaced, and the wind opened its eyes unreasonably.

He didn't know what was happening, but he felt that there was nothing up and down his body that didn't hurt, and then he felt like he was being hung by something, hunched over, his head hung weakly, and his arms were tied behind him like wings.

At this time, in the depths of the cold pool, there was a mess around, and there was a woman.

The woman in the picture just now was just a schoolgirl dressed up in the era of spy movies on TV.

“…… Wang Xilou? ”

Feng Wuli asked in a weak tone with doubts, and he didn't know why he knew the other party's name, feeling that he had been the shadow of the other party for a long time, and he was about to lose the difference between memory and truth.

After saying this, he couldn't support it and fainted.

What bound the boy were a few thick vines, which also shrank back at this time.

The wind fell unreasonably and weakly, and the woman named Wang Xilou reached out and took it, and her slender arm caught the young man steadily.

"It turns out that your name is Wang Xilou, and you have forgotten to ask the girl's name, which is really rude."

The man in the Confucian robe stretched out his hand, and the vines continued to grow in reverse, and finally shrank into a few sesame seeds, which floated to his hand and were held by him.

Wang Xilou held the boy with one hand and stroked his hair with the other, he had his own charm, and glanced at the man: "Didn't you say that you are not good at fighting?" Waste me so many hands and feet. ”

"You misunderstood, I really am not a combat type, and the spirit entanglement also lacks an offensive type, as for the opportunity you created just now for me to give birth to this parasitic species and restrain this young man."

"This is my home, and I don't want this place to be a mess more than you are." The man said.

The depleted cold pool, as if it had experienced the ravages of two prehistoric beasts, was a mess everywhere, and after the man finished speaking, half of the mountains behind him poured down, raising dust in the sky.

Wang Xilou's skirt was torn during the battle just now, her fair and well-proportioned thighs were exposed, and her clean lace-edged socks were stained with mud, she looked at the young man in her hand and sighed: "This kid is from the village outside the mountain, right?" Now it's in trouble. ”

At this moment, there was a strange croaking in the woods, and two crows hurriedly flew out.

"Lord Shengqing, Lord Shengqing, please spare him."

"We don't know what's going on either, suddenly something hits us!"

The man in the hat saw the two crows and smiled: "It's you again, are you playing tricks again?" It's going to make a big mess this time. ”

"No, no!"

"Hey, it's the human, oh no, that boy has fallen into the hands of a human!"

"What, that boy is a human and not a monster."

"That's right!"

Wang Xilou looked at the two crows and thought of something: "You two little monsters, do you know this young man?" ”

"Acquaintance!"

"I don't know!"

The two crows spoke in unison.

Wang Xilou chuckled: "Don't be so nervous, I won't hurt him, how about you take me to this young man's house?" ”

……

When Feng Wuli woke up again, he saw the familiar ceiling.

He blinked, confirming that he was just lying in his bed, and that what he had just experienced was a dream?

The whole body was still swollen and painful, and it didn't look like a dream.

He went into the mountain with two crows, and met a deer that was exaggeratedly large, and then the deer pounced on it without knowing something, and he fell into darkness, and then saw a memory of no one else, and finally saw a woman.

He got up and put on his slippers, pushed the door and walked out of the room, all eyes of the living room looking at him.

It's quite lively.

Uncle, aunt, two cousins, unknown men, and...... Wang Xilou?

Why did I know that her name was Wang Xilou? Forget it, it doesn't matter so much.

"Unreasonable, you're awake!"

The uncle breathed a sigh of relief but was very angry: "You said that you actually ran into the mountain alone, but fortunately I met these two, two ......"

"My name is Wang Xilou." Wang Xilou's voice was gentle.

"My name is Shengqing." Shengqing sat up straight and drank tea with his eyes closed.

One was dressed as a schoolgirl at the beginning of the last century, and the other was even more exaggerated, directly dressed as an ancient, and the two came out of the mountains directly, saying that the crew was making a movie outside.

The painting style of the two is completely different from everyone else, the two cousins look at each other, and the aunt looks suspicious.

"So, have you decided?" Wang Xilou asked.

The uncle was a little embarrassed, and the aunt on the side gave him a look imperceptibly, and he said with difficulty: "I have to tell my unreasonable parents." ”

My uncle and aunt went back to the room to make a phone call, and my cousin went to work on the farm, and no one seemed to come to explain to him what had happened.

Thinking about it, his usual performance, normal people would not explain to a fool or something, he watched a few people busy, and walked to the table and sat down.

"I told your uncle that I would take you away to cure your illness, and they hesitated to agree." Wang Xilou smiled sweetly at him.

"Heal?"

"You can see the youkai, right?" The woman winked at him, "I can see it too." ”

"You're all the time, well, 'sleeping' all the time, aren't you? Even though you look awake, you actually sleep twenty hours a day, and it's like the walking dead, so people think you're stupid, and I know that. ”

Feng Wuli was stunned, looked at the woman, poured himself a glass of water, and didn't know what he was thinking: "Is it ......"

After pouring water for himself, he also sensibly refilled tea for Wang Xilou and the man named Shengqing.

Now he is sober.

"Thank you." Sheng Qing nodded politely to him.

"You're welcome." The wind is unreasonable and polite.

Wang Xilou looked at the young man in front of him with his hand on his face, the furniture in the mountain village is very old, and her dress as a female student of the Republic of China is not inconsistent here, and the two twisted braids reveal innocence.

"If you worship me as a teacher, I will teach you how to stay awake all the time, how about it?"