Panguan

From that day on, when I heard it, it had a place to come from, and the dust could not be found.

Chapter 51 Waking of Insects

At that time, I was actually very clingy.

But he won't say anything, and he won't hang around without making demands. He doesn't need to be held or led. His clinginess is to follow silently.

It seems that only a place where the dust is not present can make him stay at ease.

Although Wen Shi's name was something he couldn't even pick up, he never called her properly and always gave Wen Shi a nickname.

If he is unhappy and silent when he hears it, then he will be called "little mute". If you hear it and follow it to several places like a snow dumpling, if you don't see it, call it "little tail".

Children are forgetful. As long as they don't mention unhappy things, they will soon be forgotten. This was also the case when I first heard it——

Chenbuobu gave him medicine for a few days, and the black mist on his hands disappeared, and he could sleep peacefully until dawn. He felt that it was not a big deal.

In fact, it was just because he recovered from his cold and felt calm. But he didn't know, he thought his physique had changed and there were less things hidden in his body.

That year was probably the least burdensome year for Wen Shi. He even took the golden-winged roc down the mountain to play.

But his play was very restrained and quiet.

People at the bottom of the mountain still call him an evil spirit, and the younger ones will either throw stones from a distance or turn around and run away when they see him, as if they will be skinned and eaten by him if they stay a little longer.

Therefore, Wenshi never goes to busy places and prefers to go to uninhabited places, such as mountain cols, woods, and streams. This later became his nature.

Maybe it's because he's not too lively. He likes things that are lively and lively. It is too cold on the top of Songyun Mountain and there are not many living creatures. He saw a nest of rabbits and a few tortoises at the foot of the mountain. He could watch two fishes for a long time.

When he was nesting in the woods, he would often meet an old lady collecting herbs. His mother-in-law had some connection with him. When he was brought back by Chenbu Bu, he was raised at the foot of the mountain. It was in that mother-in-law's house that he was raised.

They have not been raised for a long time, and the child cannot remember things, so the relationship is not very deep. But that mother-in-law was the only one among those at the foot of the mountain who showed her kindness to him without reservation.

Every time I see him in the woods, I always give him something. Sometimes it’s washed fruit, sometimes it’s cake steamed at home.

The fruits are often too soft and the cakes are a bit dry, so they are not very delicious for children. But when I hear it, I always sit there cross-legged and eat cleanly under the eyes of my mother-in-law. It didn’t take long before I learned to return the favor.

At the end of winter and the beginning of spring of the next year, people at the foot of the mountain were worshiping ancestors, staying up late and praying for blessings from evil spirits. It was lively for several days. Wenshi avoided that period of time and never went down the mountain alone except for the time when Chenchen led him out.

When the excitement subsided, he went to the forest at the foot of the mountain, but he didn't meet the old lady collecting herbs for several days.

He couldn't stand still, so he hugged his golden-winged roc, pinched the bird's beak to prevent it from making any sound, and reached the edge of the village. Then, he saw the white soul flags supported on bamboo poles beside the house and a pile of paper money.

Neighbors with relatives in the village were wearing sackcloth and mourning, and when they heard about it, they vaguely heard that their mother-in-law was gone. After the New Year, I ate a full meal and walked away while sleeping. I was free from illness and pain, and died in good health.

Many children are young and do not understand the meaning of death. I just felt that there were so many people and I was led by the elders to kowtow and bow at the door, and then they started chasing each other and playing around.

But I understand when I hear it. He knew that from now on, no matter spring, summer, autumn or winter, if he went to that forest again, there would be no one holding a basket and stuffing him with fruits and sweet cakes with a smile.

That night, Wen Shi had that dream again.

Only this time, the dream was not just a ghost town and a sea of ​​blood and corpses, but also an old woman collecting herbs, walking hobblingly on the long dark road, not looking back no matter how she screamed.

And those ghost cries were like needle-point knives, drilling into his skull, piercing and nailing it, giving him a splitting headache but unable to break free.

When I heard it, I struggled with those things in my dream for a long time.

When he finally opened his eyes, he found that he was not on the couch, but standing at the door of the room where the dust could not reach. The black mist in his hands was rising like a knife, and he was about to drill into the room.

He froze in panic for a while, shuddered, then turned around and ran away, and then he didn't dare to close his eyes again.

The golden-winged roc is not afraid of the black mist, this is what I knew when I heard it. He did not go back to his room, but sat cross-legged on the stone cliff of the training platform, stroking the furry head of the golden-winged roc. Seeing that it was still alive and vital under the black mist, he felt a little better.

He didn't know how long he had been sitting when he heard a rustling sound behind him. It was the sound of his robe brushing against the white snow on pine branches.

He knew that Chen Bu was coming, but he remained depressed and did not look back.

Because as long as he thought of himself standing at the door of Chenbu's room like a ghost last night, he would feel unspeakably uncomfortable. At that time, he didn't understand why he felt uncomfortable. It was only a long time later that he realized that it was a kind of fear.

I am afraid that one day I will lose control and hurt the person I least want to hurt. Although he knew that as long as Chen didn't set up some precautions, he wouldn't be hurt.

"Why did my tail fall here?" Chen Chuuo bent down behind him, holding his chin with the palm of his hand to raise his head.

Maybe it was because his eyes were too red, Chen Bubu was stunned for a moment, wiped away the tears hanging on his chin, and turned around again.