Am I a night wanderer?

The clay man stared blankly at Su Ye, who suddenly appeared, his costume was quite strange, very similar to an ancient robe, and his long hair was scattered and draped behind him, which was incompatible with this society. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The info young man sighed: "Damn, I'm too lazy to take care of you neuropaths, I'm going to sleep, you guys lie down by yourself, don't be next to me." ”

He stooped down and spread the hay on the ground, pressed the porcelain with a wooden box, and sat down on the grass. The guitar lay flat on his lap, took out a white handkerchief from his arms, and carefully wiped the strings, sighing from time to time, and even wiping off the fingerprints on his side waist.

The clay figurines sat on the other side of the fire, and in the light of the fire, picked up newspaper clippings on the ground and placed them in magazines of similar style. With each newspaper clipping, his lips would move and he would silently recite the published poems, sometimes staring at a newspaper clipping for a long time, remembering the poems on it. The inside of the temple was warm and quiet, accompanied by the wind and rain and the bursting of flames outside.

Su Ye sat in the corner, far away from them. An immortal like him, if he didn't take the initiative to speak, no one would find out at all. Who would pay attention to the god of the land, the mountain god, the god of the stove, and the god of the night wanderer? Their position is so low that no one cares about the minor gods except for certain festivals.

The flames gradually subsided, and the wind and rain were still there. The clay figure picked up a piece of firewood and was about to put it into the fire, but after hesitating for a while, he broke it into two pieces and put half of it into the fire first.

The young man gently put the guitar into the box, closed it and locked it, put it next to the hay, and slept in it.

The fire was lit again, and the clay figurines packed up the newspaper clippings and magazines, rolled them into cylinders and put them in oiled paper bags. He looked at the torn seal of the paper bag, and his heart ached. Once it is not sealed, the bottom of the page will be stained!

He looked around to find discarded plastic bags or burlap newspapers, and responded first. The young man held the guitar, couldn't sleep, and when he saw this person's eyes fluttering, he was a little suspicious: "If you don't sleep on a rainy day, what do you want to do?"

The clay figure was stunned and said, "I want to find a plastic bag, otherwise there will be no seal." He said with a bit of resentment: "My paper bag was originally sealed to prevent stinky sweat and dirty ash, but now it is gone!"

"You are so hypocritical!" the young man scoffed: "As long as it doesn't affect the reading of words, it doesn't matter how dirty it is." ”

The clay figure didn't bother to pay attention to him, picked up the half-burning stick, and got up to find the plastic bag. After all, this is a mountain temple, although it is not very popular, at least there will be a few aunts with children during the New Year's festival to worship God and ask for prayers. Anyway, there should be some villagers' belongings, even if it's a piece of rag.

A stick was removed, and the whole fire dimmed, and the clay figure walked cautiously in the temple with a torch, his figure dangling against the wall. Su Ye stared at the shadow on the wall, and a black shadow crawled quietly on the ground, heading towards the mud figure. He suddenly said, "There are snakes on the ground, be careful." ”

"What?!" the young man sat up and said with great nervousness, "Where is the snake? Why didn't I see it?"

When my father and I were farming in the countryside, my favorite thing was to catch snakes, which were delicious and sold for money. ”

The young man was annoyed and said, "The serpent is a spirit! If you say this, it will retaliate against you!"

The clay figure raised his head and said triumphantly: "I'm a snake catcher in the commune, and it's best for it to retaliate...... Ahh!!hh

The torch in the clay man's hand fell to the ground, splashing countless sparks, and under the reflection of the "sky full of sparks", a black python with thick forearms was wrapped around his legs, and it was still crawling upward, and it was up to the crotch of his pants!

"I'm dripping mom!" the clay man howled and cried: "Such a big drop of long worms!!"

The young man was so frightened that he picked up the guitar case and threw it on the clay man's legs, and when the guitar case smashed into the python with a strong wind, it jumped!

Jump straight to the other leg!

"Bang!" is the sound of a guitar case slamming into the clay man's thigh.

“......”

“......”

“......”

The corners of the clay man's mouth twitched, and the sharp pain in his right leg made him unable to stand, and he fell on the guitar case, and the black python took advantage of this to go upstream, and once again came to the bottom of the egg.

"Ahhhh......h For men, the loss of a left leg and the loss of a dingding, fools know how to choose!!

Seeing that the situation was urgent, the young man pounced on the clay man like a tiger on the mountain, and pulled the python with him. Under the struggle of the two, the python became tighter and tighter, and finally the skin on the legs even turned purple and black, oozing blood from the pores!

"I can't pull it anymore," Su Ye stood in front of the two of them and said solemnly: "If you pull it down again, his leg will be useless!"

"It's better than the second child is gone!" The clay man's forehead was bruised, and he gritted his teeth and shouted: "No left leg can live, no second child can't live!"

The young man shouted, "Well said, why are you still standing stupidly, come and pull out the black python together!"

Su Ye shook his head and sighed: "The snake is such a thing, you respect it for three points, and it will give you three points; You're going to lose both sides if you deadlift like this. ”

The young man said angrily: "Are you persuading us to surrender to the evil forces? As a new generation in the 80s, I would rather die than give in!"

The clay man's face turned pale, and he said weakly: "I...... I think we can discuss ......."

"You weak and incompetent cynic, who has been defeated by sugar-coated cannonballs!" the young man was furious: "If you let go of your hand, it will bite off your tintiny balls on the spot, and you can only hold the python and cry if you regret it!"

"Why am I crying with a python?" the clay man retorted, "Aren't you dying fast enough?"

"You ......" the young man said angrily: "Chickens are different from ducks, I can't tell you clearly!"

The clay man-for-tat: "It's because your speech is irrelevant, and there is no logic at all!"

"I don't care!" the young man was furious, threw down the python in his arms, pulled the guitar case from under the clay man, turned around and left. The clay man's chest rose and fell violently, and he was also angry. The black python was confused on its thighs, its triangular head looking left and right, wondering if someone would pull its tail.

"Have you had enough?" Su Ye's voice sounded in the black python's consciousness, and he said lightly: "For your master's sake, go back and practice well, don't run around." ”

"Night...... Night Wandering God!" The black python softened, and it spat out the letter and looked left and right, and a man in a black robe appeared beside him, leaned over and lifted his waist, and walked straight out the door. The mud man looked at Su Ye in astonishment, this man who was silent and had some mental problems turned out to be a master snake catcher!

You see that he was holding his waist with one hand, and he didn't even touch the edge of the seven inches, but the python was obediently lying on the ground, dragged along like a thick hemp rope! If it weren't for the blinking of his eyes, the clay man would have thought it was dead. However, why does this snake's eyes look the same as a child's......

Su Ye opened the temple door, simply threw the black python into the rain, and watched it swim into the mountains and forests. A gentle voice came: "The night wandering god is coming, and the hustle and bustle is far away, and I hope to forgive my sins." ”

Su Ye said calmly: "No need to be polite, I came to this temple to borrow a night, your apprentice has a stubborn personality, you have to be more disciplined." ”

"What God is saying," the voice said, "I am going to let him learn to transform and then go down to the mountain to go to school, worship the elders as teachers, get along with the weak, and hone his mind and comprehend the Dao." ”

Su Ye said lightly: "That's good." ”

He turned back, the door closed automatically, and the light of the fire illuminated half of the temple. The clay man limped to the fire, and also spread out a hay bed, and the young man saw that the straw bed he slept on was very thin, so he couldn't bear to say: "Hey, it's better for us to squeeze and sleep, your leg is not good when it touches the cold ground, and it will affect the healing." ”

"No!" the clay man closed his eyes and whispered silently: "The human heart is a flame, a red lotus, and an immortal warmth in this world......

The young man was amazed: "You poet, you are simply a psychopath!"