This sleepless night is not an accident for both the storyteller and Li Shuishan.

The current sunrise is the most beautiful he has ever seen.

The disc was sideways, revealing half of its red face, and the floating clouds hung obliquely from side to side, and a blue bird chirped......

The chirping kingfisher chased the lotus leaf, and the lotus leaf fell. Lost last night's life.

In a year of mulberry change (called autumn change here, summer to autumn, or autumn to winter), the greenery of the sky can no longer hold on, and the first yellow leaves fall, and the yellow leaves are the color of the early morning, and they are much colder.

This bleak wind blew, blowing the old woman on crutches, standing at her door, trembling palms in the depths, feeling the shapeless, cold wind blowing from the mouth of the alley. The alley is still the same little mother-in-law alley full of children as before.

I vaguely listened to the mustache in the store, and the young woman who was holding tofu and giving it to the children to taste for free here, holding a small white porcelain bowl and placing it on the stone table, and a big man above him lowered his head like this, showing a smile on his face, and his mouth was full of praise.

This year, the autumn wind.

It is the best gift for the old woman at the door of the pottery hall.

He felt the late autumn, just like the turn of autumn and summer, the alternation of spring and winter, and the cold wind blowing up and killing the ripe fruit.

The fruit fell to the ground, and the birds, far into the air, stood on their toes, and their eyes were like slaughtering warriors, galloping down.

Under this tree, the fruit of Li Shuishan was devoured by birds and beasts, and the insects and beasts that were hugged together were sprinted by the birds in the sky to fight each other, their heads pointed and their mouths slippery, aiming at its hairy heads, opening its mouths wide, revealing a sharp roar.

The roar was loud, but there was no trace of blood in sight.

Birds, their feathers are like a dragon in the water, and the water stains slide down it, and the blue feathers in front of them are different. The long red bulged, the sharp claws pointed at the hard-skinned beasts on the ground, and the long mouth closed to the sky.

The storyteller muttered, "A bird in the sky, against the insects and beasts of the battle realm." ”

"Beasts and insects are not common here, bills.

The bird is the lord of the sky, the bird of the sky. ”

This is the tone of the storyteller, just like the person sitting at the desk in the Hakka storytelling study, the tone is calm, and it gradually increases, like a drizzle coming, and the heavy rain is pouring down. There was a clapping sound in the air, and he babbled in his mouth, especially flesh and blood, and mixed with all kinds of ironclad warriors who rushed into the battlefield, holding knives in their hands, cold swords slanted, and the armor on his body shone in the faint light. A golden-armored warrior on the ground, his fingers wiped the blood, his expression was fierce, and he was exhausted after a puff of strength.

This is a war between two people, the drums beat loudly, and then the mouth roars: "I will destroy the momentum!"

Pick up the knife and walk away.

The storyteller calls one bird and beast one, and the other two.

The first and second battles are similar to the battle between the commanders and generals on both sides of the battlefield, and sometimes the sound of tearing and pulling is heard, and it is in this scene that it is not clear that it is really a grand battlefield situation, and who loses and who wins? Whoever splits people and dismounts with a sword, and is a person who seems to be weak with a sword, and his strength is not inferior to others at all, and his cuffs are flicked, and the sword is broken in the wind, and the splitting knife is swung off the horse, and he fights in more than 100 directions.

One and two fought, and the heavens and the earth were dark.

Originally, it was just a contest between birds and beasts, and it was said to be alive.

I heard that Li Shuishan was fascinated by it for the first time, it was nonsense, and it was also flesh and blood in his end. He smiled, for the first time he had a little bit of excitement about the grand occasion of the battlefield, but he suppressed the evil thoughts in his heart, continued to close his eyes and listen, and couldn't help but open his eyes and look again.

Li Shuishan's eyes were motionless, watching the play, and hearing about it.

The empty bird, with a hint of blue light on its beak, streaked across its body.

Immediately, the first round of impact failed, and then he turned around, a fierce roar appeared in the corner of his eye, and the tips of his claws could not penetrate the carapace of the long-mouthed beast. Under the faint light, the scales on the long-billed beast's body trembled slightly, and then transformed into extremely regular sound movements, and while fluctuating, the yellow leaves on the ground also fluttered, blown aside by the air flow in its carapace, exhaling and inhaling.

That's what becomes an extremely regular movement.

The long-mouthed beast has a reddish tip with tooth-like serrated teeth that emerge from its snort, moving and exiting.

Like the birds and beasts in the battle between heaven and earth, they care so much about the winter things that they have fixed possession that they refuse to back down even half a step, and only when the birds are entrenched on the tree wall, they do not move.

The storyteller said: "One and two are already exhausted, and they are gasping for breath with each other, and the smoke and rain are just the same as before. Fighting wits and courage is the best way to engage on the battlefield.

And take a break. ”

Li Shuishan's eyes were fixed, but he couldn't see the reason, only the book said a few words to him: "What you see is not what is written in that book, isn't the reason the same?"

Because he was completely silent, when he obtained this ability that made him even more different, and wanted to break through again, it was not as good as he wanted. All these things were conceived in his own heart, so that he could not cope with all changes.

He shook his head, "It's different. The insects and beasts are only a small representative, and they will not represent the existence beyond their group, and those who have too many changes. ”

The empty bird took off again, like a Kunpeng rising across the sea, majestic, of course.

It can be seen that they must have a result.

Under the tree, the fruit fell again, and was picked up by the empty bird, and devoured down. The long-billed beast has big beastly hair, showing jagged teeth, and then runs to the bottom of the tree, with four legs like suckers, climbing the tree, and its body is vigorous.

It squirts red silk liquid from its mouth, staining the feathers of the empty bird, making it hang in the air and chirping incessantly.

Then, with the help of the trunk of the tree, the long mouth soared into the air. In the intervening hours, the distance between a few meters and less than a breath was shortened by half. Just for this moment, the battle seemed like it was over.

Li Shuishan couldn't see the outcome of the battle clearly, the empty bird was lying on the ground with its head tilted, and the long-billed beast closed its eyes motionlessly.

"At the thought of it, it was as if I had seen the long-billed beast become a bloodthirsty and fierce man, with a lot of life in his hands, and the Pure Sky Bird, like a condescending superior, had only oppression in his heart. This natural superiority naturally leads to a natural relationship.

The things of the earth want to become, and kill the things of the sky: the things of the heavens, and they want to oppress the things of the earth. ”

He laughed miserably.

The storyteller smiled and said, "You're right, but both have only one ending, death." ”

"Death means that he succeeds, but it is a good thing for him, where to say that it is unsatisfactory. Moreover, freedom has a choice for every living being, and the freedom to live is not one of the necessary choices. ”

But the result in front of him made Li Shuishan not understand it thoroughly, he wanted to wait for the result, this result was like a puzzle, he wanted to see. Move.

The empty bird that thought it was lifeless,

"It woke up. ”

"Woke up. The storyteller sighed.

It flapped its wings and hissed softly, as if enjoying the outcome of the battle. He pierced the body of the long-mouthed beast with his mouth, and flew with it......

In this scene, the two were speechless.

.......

.......

Li Shuishan, who was wearing a green robe, carried a wooden bookshelf on his back, like a scholar who entered Beijing to take the exam.

In the bookshelf, there is a cotton robe for the winter, as well as a change of clothes. The rest were books, and he had all the books he couldn't worry about, and he might as well have a few in his sleeve.

The clothes on his body hadn't been washed for a long time, and they all smelled musty. But the storyteller did not dislike it at all, but noticed that there were still words in his mouth: This is my doing.

Looking back, there was a large crowd on this side, dressed in white, and the shoes on their feet were not stained with a single bit of mud.

They were all people who saw off the old people of that generation, and there was only one wheezing old woman left, who was still sitting vaguely in front of the pottery hall, and couldn't see the look in her eyes, and walked by with the crowd, looking at the white clothes of the last person, and watching like this......

There was no one to accompany her, and she didn't need anyone else to accompany her, and when he saw the last old man of her generation leave, he didn't need any mercy in his heart. She was on crutches and looked at Li Shuishan smiling at her, it was a sad autumn.

The autumn she hoped for was coming.

She hoped that winter was coming.

Li Shuishan took out the second mulberry from his sleeve, swallowed it in his stomach, did not chew, and muttered: "I hope that the good luck will come with a new look, and it will not stop coming because of the wind and snow." ”

This good fortune does not have a fixed goal in his mind, not because he can't see it.

Then, I don't know how long, he will still remember his blessed mulberries, which did not leave any taste in his mouth.

Swallow it in your stomach without tasting it.

It wasn't until he waited for the sky to appear that he stood up and looked at the storyteller who was still very meaningful, and he couldn't understand the battle between birds and beasts, it wasn't that the bird's awakening broke his impulse to continue, it was in the battlefield, and there would be no similar scenes.

"A bird is a bird, and a beast is a beast. Where did so many come from, why?"

The irritability in his eyes was very irritable, and he was tired of looking at Li Shuishan.

A stomach full of anger lingered in his stomach, making him a little uncomfortable. There was a strangeness in his eyes, and there were times when he didn't understand.

Wait until the sun goes down.

Her figure was in the rising red glow, and the people who followed her to see him off quietly watched him from a distance, despising him.

It was because of the loud speech that disrupted the send-off ceremony.

The ceremony is elegant and peaceful, dressed in white and white. It's like a dead soul, a homeless soul, floating endlessly in the air, just waiting for an opportunity, this opportunity is to have a guiding light, hovering above his head, taking him home....

"I'll take you home.... Yes..."

Really?

The old woman's eyes looked at him twice, maybe because of nostalgia, or maybe it was the last person separated by different mountains and rivers, the carrier of the soul, and the human body.

Whoosh, a hurried figure behind followed, with the sound of the wind. It spat out a sentence: "And Lao Tzu!"