The western sky is slanting, and a red glow behind Xi Yu rises to the sky, dazzling, swirling around the nine heavens, shaking the clouds. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xi Yu suddenly felt a gloom in front of him, and then instantly lost his blindness, and when he turned his head and looked at the sky, it had become a surging ocean of brilliance, colorful, and the clouds rolled faintly like a vague figure, hazy, like a fairy descending to the sky, auspicious and magnificent.

At this moment, Mangshan lost its voice, the cicadas on the treetops stopped, the grasshoppers did not jump among the grasses, and the birds also disappeared, as if frozen in this beautiful moment.

The whole western sky seems to have become a glorious palace, during which the colorful glow is born and dies, the slightest wisp, mysterious and unpredictable, like a raging flame, making people's eyes have obstacles, and they can't see really.

This is not a fire cloud, pouring out from the side of the sun's setting, endless, brilliant, where can the ordinary fire cloud dye the entire sky red?

"This ......"

Xi Yu, a country boy, went out of the farthest door was just a pharmacy in the town below the mountain when he was running errands for his grandfather, where had he ever seen such a battle? For a while, he was stunned by the sight of him, and his mouth was stunned and wide open, and he could stuff an egg.

He stammered, and was almost suspicious in his dream, so he wanted to run home immediately and say to Grandpa, "Grandpa, I'm ...... I seem to see an immortal!"

The village is the point of dinner, tired of a day, most people like to take advantage of this time to hold the rice bowl out to chat, at this time to see the changes in the sky, the radius of a hundred miles are clear, first like the incarnation of a group of clay carvings and wood sculptures like stunned, dry mouth, can't believe their eyes.

The next breath exploded in an instant, the bowl of broken rice was sprinkled, and the chicken flew and the eggs were beaten.

"God......

"Is it a god who has come to the world, listening to the stories in the city, this is clearly a flying immortal outside the sky!"

"Snot baby, don't be all nonsense, tell you to drink less alcohol on weekdays, and believe in the nonsense of poor and sour storytelling when you are old, in my opinion, I am afraid that it will be a terrible baby in our land!"

......

The people in the village gossiped, calling grandma and calling daddy, and calling the whole family to come out to see this unique spectacle in their lives.

Heaven and earth, are bright red, this color seems to be a ripe wild peach in the mountains, people are happy, there is a kind of breathtaking beauty, inhalation seems to feel as light as a swallow, so that the fate of the person to see the heart of the life in vain.

As for the source of this red light, there is a cacophony of voices, and the people in the village are arguing, each with their own theories, each with their own speculation, and no one can convince anyone.

Xi Yu was also mixed in the crowd, unable to help himself for a long time, and his stomach growled for a long time before he came back to his senses with hunger, lowered his head and touched his stomach and walked home.

No matter how strange the vision is in the sky, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it can't withstand hunger.

The village is full of mortals, and there are three thousand troubles, and for them, filling their stomachs is the most serious thing. Even if there is really any rare treasure, it is also the things that those immortals snatch from the mountains and seas, and they have nothing to do with it, and now they are satisfied to see such a spectacle, so when the surprise subsides, they pack up the broken dishes and chopsticks, and return to the ordinary again, only occasionally glance at the sky, and say that this glow does not know when it fades, red, and strange and disturbing.

"I'm back. ”

Xi Yu walked to the door of the house, and his grandfather was sitting on the threshold with his body tilted, leaning on the side and smoking a dry tobacco, as if he had eaten it first without waiting for his grandson to be himself.

Xi Yu didn't care, he was used to it for a long time, put down the rabbit given by Uncle Huzi, went into the house and filled himself with a big bowl of food, and then came out with a sea bowl and sat on the threshold.

"Grandpa, have you seen it, what do you say is the red thing in the sky? He twisted his buttocks, found the most comfortable position, and after pulling a large mouthful of food into his mouth, he asked the stubble indistinctly.

Old man Xi has gray hair and a clear face, not like a Lang Zhong who walks the rivers and lakes, but like a knowledgeable teacher, Si Swenwen, two slightly sunken eyes, blazing eyes, and strong spirits, but his legs and feet are a little lame.

But don't look at his old age, he still has a little disability on his body, but he acts like an ordinary person, very neat, Xi Yu doesn't see how this old ghost can maintain his health and practice, but he is surprisingly fierce and fierce, there is no old age at all, and a few thirty or forty-year-old sturdy horses in the physical strength village can't catch up with him, and when he hasn't taught Xi Yu to identify herbs in the past, he has gone up and down the mountain, picking medicine for a string of copper coins, and he has done it himself, leisurely, and rarely blushes and panthps.

But fortunately, these trivial chores are now handled by Xi Yu, so that sometimes he can privately deduct some copper plates, and there is oil and water to fish, so he can save some private money, but he is usually sweating profusely, which makes the villagers laugh at him for being a young man who is not as good as his own old man.

Xi Yu beat the little fatherless and motherless, was raised by the old man Xi, when he was a child, he listened to the old man Xi's words, his parents both fell off the cliff and died in an accident, leaving only a pair of orphans and widows.

They wandered for a period of time before settling in this village, Xi Yu had no impression of the things that were still in infancy before, and the grass and wildflowers outside the village had bloomed fifteen or sixteen times since he remembered. An old man and a young man relied on Old Man Xi to heal and live, and his life was very poor, and he couldn't even afford to go to a private school in the city, so Old Man Xi taught him to read and write, and in addition, he didn't care about him.

Xi Yu is wild and grown, he doesn't feel anything bad since he was a child, he wants to be poor and happy all day long, free and carefree, as long as he eats and drinks enough, his troubles will disappear, and he can grin and laugh when tomorrow passes.

But this time it didn't seem to have any effect, he didn't gobble it anymore, but chewed slowly like the old man Xi when he was eating, tightly locked his still childish brows, bitter and bitter and bitter.

"Didn't you tell those two stunned tigers to move less for me recently, and they didn't listen to me, they didn't have a long memory, and they all forgot about me in the ravine in a blink of an eye!"

Old man Xi ignored his grandson when he heard this, looked at the dead rabbit on the ground, moved his lips and took a puff of dry tobacco, and spit out yellow and white smoke and said lightly.

"I can't see this big bucket, is your grandfather blind?" Looking up at the red light that filled the sky, the old man Xi's eyes flashed, and he knocked on the slate with a cigarette pipe, let out a long breath, and said, "It's a big thing!"

Xi Yu didn't understand what Grandpa meant, thinking that the sky had turned red, and the eldest man in the blue sky estimated that he was not angry, and the sun of this evil sect did not set, which was naturally a big deal.

The vision on the horizon lasted for three teas before it died down, slowly dispersed, and returned to a dusk, and soon it was night.

Xi Yu was absent-minded, his tongue couldn't taste anything, so he had no appetite, hastily stripped the rice in the bowl, washed the dishes and chopsticks, and said that he went back to the room to rest, only the old man was still sitting on the threshold and smoking a dry cigarette.

Someone passed by their door, the most senior old man in the village, walking in a hurry, carrying a heavy food box in his hand.

"Old Zhangtou, go up the mountain at this point?" Old man Xi clicked his mouth and accosted, it was not strange, his eyes were gloomy, looking at the sky that was gradually dimming in the distance.

The old man wanted to speak and stopped, and finally sighed and said: "I don't know how to wait for tomorrow today, the more I think about it, the more weird I feel, I have to go to worship the mountain god, and I can ask the mountain god grandfather to calm his anger." ”

With that, he continued to walk up the mountain, not leaving a single step, and in the blink of an eye he was swallowed up by the dark mountain.