"Bastard, dare you talk to me like that!" the aunt twisted her neck again, turned into a spider-like monster crawling on four legs, crawled in front of it in an instant, and slapped him in the face. "What do you think you are!" added the aunt.

He was stunned by a slap from his aunt, and he didn't come back to his senses for a while, and when he came back to his senses, his aunt went back to the gazebo and ate webbed, and the appearance of eating was extremely ugly, like a group of pigs struggling to eat, and when they bit the muscles, they were accompanied by the humming sound of only wild boars.

"You're scared kids. The stepmother stretched out her palm to hit her aunt, but stopped in mid-air, and seemed to be only intimidating. But this kind of intimidation may have become commonplace, and the aunt only glanced at her and went back to eating.

After a while, the wind at the corner of the cliff poured down from the mouth of the sky, and the shallow light of the sky leaked to the bottom of the cliff, and some pebbles had a black spot on the top, and there were pine flower-like fine lines around the black spot, and some did not. But whether there is or not, or whether the fertilized bird can hatch or not, I can't see that person coming to cook it. Maybe he did die, or maybe he died insisting that others couldn't see him, but he didn't expect to be cooked. At the end of the evening, when the twilight fell, he gathered the scattered bones in the pavilion and put them in the pot helmet they made, covered them with slush, and buried them under the crooked neck tree on which he often depended.

After a while, some of the infected sleepers glowed dark red, reflecting the remnants of snow on the cliffs, like sunset shadows stepping on frost. Every night or morning, the frost condensed in the air will still grow along the sleeping branches and needle-like leaves, and finally it is difficult to bear its weight, and it will fall down at any time with the sound of a card, and sometimes the old tiles of the attic hanging on the cliff will be smashed to pieces, although the movement is great, but this situation is not very harmful, there are old women in ragged clothes in this attic, who are responsible for cleaning up the broken attic, they often cling to the cliffs, wearing purple veil, their bodies are like spiders, their fingers are as thick as winter melons, and the nails that grow on them are wide and thick and the same size, and every time a tile is broken, they will always pull out their nails expressionlessly and compete to repair the attic, as if this is a great merit。

They climb up and down the cliffs, and if they encounter an obstacle, they hang down their silks, swing up and shake up the maximum amount and jump over the obstacle, but only to mend the tiles. Sometimes, due to the lack of a strong sense of crisis, some sleeping branches and egg hybrids fall from above, and their brains are shattered in an instant and they die on the ground.

No matter how much time passed, no one gathered the corpses. Whether it's an old spider crawling on the cliff, a white fish swimming in a stream, or a young bird still hatching in its eggs, death surrounds it all the time. The crooked neck tree also blooms small flowers the size of a grain of rice, which are arbitrarily dotted on the curvature of the old branches, either sparse or dense, and swim along the posture of watching the growth of the tree. After a while, the small flowers on the tree seemed to have been cleaned, and were replaced by young leaves in the shape of rat's ears, which were later a little greener and dotted with some fruit.

Yu Huaizhang picked one off and rubbed it on his body, and found that the fruit was red and mottled like a quail egg on the green and white color, presumably this is a winter date. He ate one and skillfully spit out the core, which was smooth and greasy, and the core was also blessed with saliva in his mouth and was spit far away in one go.

"Ouch! This is a good thing that someone did. A jujube pit hit a person, and Yu Huaizhang held the winter jujube that had not been eaten, stood up, and saw a person holding his head and moaning in pain. He looks like a happy monk, no matter his body, appearance, and even the posture of scraping his head with the back of his hand, he is no different from the happy monk. The difference is that he has a mole the size of a fly under his chin that twitches slightly with his moan.

"Joyful monk, you're not dead!" After speaking, Yu Huaizhang threw away the dates in his hand and said happily patting the soles of his feet. A layer of light fog retains the heaviness of the morning light, and it is hidden on the ground, so he can't look at it carefully.

"What kind of happy monk! Who is this bear child who is causing trouble and giving people a nickname indiscriminately? I am happy to say. The so-called Tao is natural, my name is given by the way of heaven, although the heaven and the earth are not benevolent, and all things are used as dogs, but I am the most enlightened gadfly on the white bear, and I am also an elf. The man named Kikido was babbling something again, skilfully scraping his head with the back of his hand as he spoke.

"There's another gadfly change. Yu Huaizhang did not apologize, and leaned his head against the crooked neck tree and said.

"What about gadflies, people have no benevolence, and they are no more than ant ears. ”

Although this person is not a Xiqi monk, but the complex feelings that he tasted about the death of the Xiqi monk disappeared, and he himself couldn't tell what that feeling was, only that it often rippled in the corners of his eyes like tears, and it would overflow when he picked it off, and after a long time, he couldn't tell whether what he was haunting was the Xiqi monk himself, or the lingering complex psychology of his sudden disappearance. Although the process of comprehending these things is progressing slowly, his ability to comprehend is not weak at all, just like a person with sound five senses, who seems to be sluggish, but in fact it is a manifestation of great wisdom and foolishness. At this moment, after seeing this familiar and unfamiliar creature called Xiqi Dao, he showed his initial cultivation of the Great One Wisdom at a glance, first he learned from the previous Xiqi monk to scratch his head a few times with the back of his hand, and then muttered: "Who are you? I can't see you, who is talking?" After finishing speaking, he also watched seriously as an inspection.

"It's weird. Except for those gadflies who are in the same milk as me, even the person in front of me can't see me?" said Xi Qidao, twisting his head, scraping his head with the back of his hand, and muttering to himself. After saying that, he tiptoed to the front of Zhen Huaizhang, fanning the wind in front of his eyes with his webbed hands, and he couldn't hold on, and finally glared at him and laughed.

"You can see me. After saying that, he laughed out loud.

The wind blows up in the water without a rule, sometimes it pours down from the mouth of the sky without warning, sometimes it suddenly rises from the ground, in the morning, the shadow is wonderful, at dusk, the light is thin, and the mountain scenery will always show a thin and angular image in the lines of light. The spider old woman who climbs on the cliff at will is destroyed under the effect of time, some of them are slow, and they are afraid of birds of prey, the crystal crane pecks at food, so they spit out the silk and wrap a cocoon on their body, and some can't even spit out the cocoon, they can only let the fortune fiddle with it, and sometimes there will be sick sleeping branches falling off the cliff, these sleeping tree trunks are as sick as they are, and the color of the whole body has turned from red to black, like charcoal, and can not reflect the shape of a little light. These spider women have become withered, their faces are like sandpaper, and the flesh embedded in their nails has collapsed into small balls, so the nails are even more separated from the flesh.

What's more, some of the old women who are large and move quickly crawl up and down, pull out all the nails on the fingers of these old women who are about to die, and base them in one place for roof tiles in the attic.

"Look at the monsters on the cliffs, they were originally incarnated by rock spiders, although they are human, but they have webbed feet, and their webbed feet will have a greater chance of being pierced by the barbs lurking on the cliff, if they can't bear the pain, if they are not careful, they will fall and die. They are born the same, but they die in different ways, sometimes in order to make an extra contribution, they exchange their fingernails for a tile, in order to please their master in exchange for the spirit son, and compete with each other, and even fight. You see, some of them were stoned to death, some were discouraged and died, some fell and fell to death carelessly, some were beaten to death by other rock spiders, some were pecked to death by birds of prey, and some died of depression without half the credit. Xiqidao said, pointing to a corpse that had fallen at the bottom of the cliff. Yu Huaizhang seemed indifferent to her death, he could see the death of these monsters all day long, and to him, their falling was no different from the broken pulp. After Xiqi said that, he began to explain his uniqueness.

"Look at me, among the thousands of gadflies, only I can speak, can lie down, only I am unique, I was born according to the way of heaven, when I also follow the way of nature to end up at leisure, nature, not like those attached rock spiders, in order to survive and run around, as a result of the opportunity of death, unable to get rid of the cycle of fate. ”

"There was also a person who said that he was unique, but in the end he was killed by my aunt. ”

"I'm definitely not that kind of fool. ”

"My aunt loves meat, she likes webbed palms, and she eats a lot at every meal, so you have to be careful. ”

"My webbed palm is a gift from heaven, anyone who wants to eat it will not have that blessing, you look at me, I can't even eat myself. After saying that, Xi Qidao stretched out his tongue to lick the surface of his feet, his tongue was so slender that no matter how he spit out his tongue, he couldn't reach his face.

"It's better to be careful, once you're eaten, you won't be able to rap with me here. Yu Huaizhang picked up the wooden stick and picked up the corpse of the old woman who had become an old woman whose hair was scattered on the ground, only to see that she had not blinked her eyes, and her old eyes burst out, her face was furrowed, her ears were bruised, her nose was crooked in one place, and the joints of her hands were broken, like two dead snakes lying on the ground, and the legs hanging under her waist were even more exaggerated, like thin threads that were tied together and beaten to death.

"This is their burial ceremony, and this is how it is when they die, and they must tie their legs to prevent their souls from wandering around, and the purity of the master of this water room cannot be disturbed. ”

"What's this strange rhetoric?"

"They don't have a choice when they're alive, and even more so they're dead. ”

This kind of burial style is estimated to be only thought of by my aunt.

The winter jujube pillows growing on the crooked neck tree are clustered together by the wind between the leaves, you hold me, I touch it, the individuals are growing up with each other, and it is inevitable that they will also fall off each other due to the narrow space, to be honest, this is no different from those humanoid attached rock spiders, which fell to the ground with a snap, and were broken when they were broken when they were broken on the pebbles, or cracked, revealing the fruit.

Yu Huaizhang relied on these winter dates on the ground to satisfy his hunger, even if the fruit prepared by his stepmother for him was rotten, it would not eat, and the stubbornness that struck his body did not know when it was manifested, and after a long time, his face was swollen, his skin was no longer so tight, and because he had not bathed for a long time, there was moss on his legs that was easy to cause itching. The joyful qi path also accompanies him all day long, and his own innate natural way is also full of yin and yang, and rotates with each other in his subconscious.

His aura was transformed, because Yu Huaizhang often instigated him to cook stillborn babies in eggs, white fish swimming in streams, and even lice that were also parasitic on the body of white bears and their old enemies when he was a gadfly. Although he also hated those creatures who were powerful and could not understand the body, and could only exist as insects for the rest of their lives. But at least it didn't get to the point of eating its flesh and eating its blood. Even if you think about it, the majestic aura that is in your body is not allowed.

"Don't say more, I don't kill, I kill like killing me, and I deceive others like deceiving me. The first voice of my entry into the WTO was this sentence. The Joy Monk said.

Yu Huaizhang suddenly realized that after the dance, his stepmother and aunt often flicked a little spirit on the white bear, and played and recited the spirit mantra. Once, when my aunt was casting a spell, she said, "I don't kill, but it's okay to eat a little thing." ”

My stepmother shook her head when she heard this, and she also said that killing people is like killing me, and deceiving others is like bullying me...... Thinking of this, Yu Huaizhang's scalp tightened, and a thought slipped through his mind, "This joyful way, together with the previous joyful monk, can't it be that my aunt ordered it for cooking." ”

"I am not a pig and a dog with my stepmother and aunt, who amuse me when they are bored and leave me aside when they are busy. Life, it's really hard to taste it, and only then can you know everything around you, otherwise you won't be able to recognize what you are!"

When people grow older, the tiredness of life will accumulate in the muscles like scabies, scratching them is difficult to stop itching, and cutting flesh rarely lifts courage. Only the bitter pleasure chatting to support myself.

After all the winter dates fall, the wind on the ground is also very high layer by layer, and the wind pouring and pouring on the mouth of the sky is also overwhelming, sometimes and sometimes it does not look like it, the wind is slacking off a lot, the crystal crane is in the sky to its full extent, its wing feathers are still bright, and the light is beautiful. Yu Huaizhang sometimes thinks that if the Xiqi monk had a pair of crane feet, no webs, and also gave birth to sharp claw-shaped pins, it would not be cooked by his aunt. The poor joyful monk was raised as pigs and dogs, and was ignored by others, but he lost his life because of it.

"To live, to lose your webbed feet. Sometimes Yu Huaizhang has this thought in his heart.

One night, when the moon was shining brightly, shining all over the water, the mountain wind creeping on the cliff wall slowly blew through people's snorts, and frost flowers condensed on the pebbles, some of which had small red claws that were bounced through the eggshells, and some of the pebbles had a loose point with a halo open through the disturbance of the thin shell. Some of them were stillborn. He cracked open their husks, cooked them in the same way as the previous Joy Monks, and shared them with the Joy Path.

"Eat, I also added some cooking wine, which was left by the person who looked like you before. Give it a try. ”

"Murder is like killing me, and deceiving others is like deceiving me." ”

"Don't be verbose, you can see that their fur has not yet stretched out, and it is rare and delicious. ”

"Lying to me is like deceiving my heart. After saying this, Xi Qidao also opened his hand and ate it, what he said should be goodbye to vegetarianism.

"Don't say it, it tastes good. "Kikido ate a total of five young birds' claws, five wings, and five widowed eggs that did not form birds.

In the following days, Xiqidao seemed to be fascinated by this kind of food that was accompanied by cooking wine, and often liked to eat it, and it didn't take long for him to show a vulgar appearance with a greasy brain, a fat body and a broad belly, and often overflowing with wine and meat. And his posture of scraping his head with the back of his hand has become more skillful, from the door of his head to the back of his head, in one go.