Chapter 63: Don't take your own life
In the middle of summer, the temperature gradually warms up, and the sound of cicadas is heard all the way.
Weaving Dream felt that the sun was about to melt her, and when she just wanted to fan the wind with her sleeve, her vision dimmed, and the temperature of the sun dissipated a lot, and there was a chill.
"Huh?"
She reached out and took a straw hat from her head, which was very finely braided, and the grass woven in the circle was still fresh, full of green, with a strong smell of grass.
"It's ...... You made it up?"
Zhu'an nodded, "Hmm." ”
Weaving Dream held it in his hand and looked left and right, he liked it very much, "Brother, you are too powerful, is there anything else you can't do?"
Zhu'an rubbed her hair and smiled, "Of course there is." It's just that when I was in Forget Worry Mountain, I often made some grass grasshoppers and butterflies for the children, so I learned a little bit, the sun is too poisonous, wear it quickly. ”
Weaving Dream couldn't put it down and looked at it a lot, and then put it on the top of her head, and instantly felt that the hot summer day was a lot cooler, and her steps became cheerful.
"Brother, where are we going?"
"Well, it is recorded in the book that the Gu of the Upper Evil Sect first came from the Miao tribe in the southern country, just now I asked for directions, we have reached the border of the southern country, and if we walk a day further, we will arrive after crossing a long river. Are you tired of walking?"
Weaving Dream shook her head, she wasn't here to hold back. "I'm not tired, I'm just a little worried about Mu Feibai's guy. ”
"Well, although I left a prescription for warmth, I still have to be evil. We only have half a month at most, and the best case scenario is that we can find the Shang Evil Gu as soon as we reach the southern tribe, and the more we delay, the worse it will become. ”
"I don't know who that evil Gu is in the hands of, I hope it won't be a difficult guy. ”
"This may be a little helpless, although the Miao people are good at Gu, but not everyone knows this kind of Gu, and the stories that have been circulated are only in the hands of the Holy Maiden of the Southern Kingdom. ”
"Holy Maiden, Holy Maiden of the Tribe?"
"Well, exactly. ”
Weaving Dream couldn't help frowning, which undoubtedly added a lot of difficulty.
Zhu An Wen said: "Do your best, you can always find it." ”
The two walked for another day, and near evening, they arrived at Wuda, a village where the Miao people gathered, which means a tribe favored by the gods in Chinese, and there was indeed a long river flowing in the village, winding through the entire village, like a green ribbon, and there were many river lights floating on the river, which looked like the Milky Way from afar.
Zhimeng looked at the streets as prosperous as the Han people, the lights were as bright as day, the crowds were like weaving, and she was noisily saying things she didn't understand, her eyes were wide and shining, and she exclaimed: "It seems to be very lively here! It is even more lively than the streets of our town, and it looks quite strange, huh? What are you selling? Masks, animal skins, and deer heads?"
"Well, it is rumored that the Miao people are the descendants of the ancient god of war, Chiyou, brave and good at fighting, advocating force, has a history of hundreds of years, is a mysterious and ancient race, and now there are still villages that retain hunting customs, and the deer head animal skin can be said to be a symbol of glory.
Weaving Dream listened attentively, she had never heard such a patient introduction when she went out with Hana before, "It's really interesting!" After a pause, she rang out again and asked, "Where is the evil spirit?"
"We have to go through these scattered villages to the southern king's capital, where we can find the whereabouts of the holy woman. However, I've read some of them from books, and there are some things that I don't know very well, so we have to be careful. ”
Weaving Dream nodded and glanced around casually, and suddenly his eyes widened, hey, what is that person by the river doing......? Jumping into the river?
"Brother, that man ......"
Before she could finish speaking, the man leaned down and fell straight into the river, and she didn't have time to fly over, so she instantly rushed to the man's side and picked him up from the river and threw him to the shore.
Zhu'an hurriedly ran over, "Weaving dreams!"
Weaving Dream turned his head, "Brother, this person is going to jump into the river!"
The man was actually a young man of no more than thirteen or fourteen years old, dressed very ordinarily, with very short hair but ears, looking unusually docile and soft, with exceptionally delicate eyebrows and eyes, a pair of big eyes and a rare blue pupil, at a glance it was like seeing a long river and sky.
He sat down on the ground and said in Chinese: "I don't have it! I'm just ......."
The voice still has a bit of immaturity, and he is really still a child, but he is very suspicious when he speaks.
Weaving Dream looked at him condescendingly: "What are you? I'm about to jump down when I look at you! And say that you didn't jump into the river? What can't you think of at such an age!"
The young man was stunned by what she said, and then weakly retorted: "Just say no......!
Hearing that he was coughing, Zhu An was just about to reach out to check his pulse, but his eyes fell on his neck and he hesitated to withdraw his hand, and then looked at his face, this person ......
Weaving Dream didn't notice his subtle movements, still didn't believe it, the young man got up from the ground, patted the water stains on his body, his cheeks puffed up, and his eyes seemed to have a rippling water, "I didn't want to jump into the river! I want to catch something! My box fell into the river!"
Zhu'an walked to the river and looked, sure enough, there were many potholes and reefs near the shore of the long river, and there was a small copper box sunk in the water, and the box was decorated with unique patterns of the southern country, and it was also carefully inlaid with various gems.
Zhu'an bent down and reached out to scoop up the box from the water, the weight was very light, he paused for a moment and turned around and handed it back to the young man.
The young man took it with a smile, and the baby had to directly grab the corner of his clothes and wipe the water stains on the box, and secretly opened the box to take a look, "It's okay." ”
His voice was low, and Weaving Dream didn't hear clearly, "What did you say?"
The boy quickly closed the lid, "No, it's nothing. ”
"Your box is so delicate, like a girl's rouge box!"
The young man turned red and put the box in his arms, glaring at Weaving Dreams, "
It's not it, it's not!
Although he has a fierce appearance, he is not yet an adult, he has not grown tall, and he is half a head short of Weaving Dreams, which makes Weaving Dreams, who is used to seeing An Mu Feibai and their condescending appearance, feel that he is still very tall for the first time, and an inexplicable joy makes her extremely excited, just looking down at this little man, even if his expression is not very cute, such an angle has no deterrent effect at all.
Weaving Dream tentatively reached out and patted the young man's head, sure enough, this feeling was amazing! She laughed and said in a serious tone of an elder: "Sister said that it is like it, why did you run out alone so late, you little dwarf? It's dangerous, do you know!"
"I'm not a little man! I'll be much taller than you in the future!" The boy jumped up from the spot and swiped his hand on the top of Dreamweaver's head.
Weaving Dream was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "But you are not as tall as me now!"
The young man's eyes widened, "You!"
Weaving Dream laughed heartily.
The two of them talked to the boy and were about to leave, but the boy sneaked after them. However, his tracking skills were too poor, but after walking a few dozen steps, Weaving Dream stood behind him in a flash, stretched out his hand on his shoulder, and deliberately leaned into his ear and whispered, "Little man, what are you doing with us?"
"Ahh
The boy was so startled that he fell to the ground and screamed.
Weaving Dream was amused, "The little man is so daring!"
The young man was so frightened that he couldn't speak, and pointed at Weaving Dream and said tremblingly: "You, you, you can't be a monster, right......!
Weaving Dream blinked and didn't answer positively, "What are you doing with us? Why don't you hurry up and go home at this hour?" Your family is going to worry!"
The boy got up from the ground and patted his aching buttocks, and after a long time of spitting and spitting, he said, "I was kicked out of the house!"
Zhu An stood aside and watched before, but now he said lightly: "Lying is not a good habit. ”
Weaving Dream turned his head to look at Zhu An, "What?
Zhu'an nodded, and Wen Yan said: "If you are driven out, how can you carry such a valuable box with you, the pattern on the box is only used by the nobles in the southern tribe." ”
Hearing this, the young man's eyes widened and he stared at them blankly, who were these two people? And the sister in red who had been watching all along, but suddenly appeared behind him, it was amazing! If that's the case, they can definitely help!
Thinking about this, the young man's eyes lit up, "Hey, I said you're not locals, are you?
Weaving Dream walked back to Zhu'an's side, and prepared to leave without care, "Little man, this has nothing to do with you!"
"Wait! we can make a deal!"