Reading The Remnants

"Ayin!" Li Shiyi's bewildered voice came from the side.

The beast burped low, and the stench came out of his stomach. Ah Yin licked his lips nervously, and his jaw protruded. The cold sweat dazzled her makeup in a fine and dense manner, and the hairs all over his body felt like feelings. Stand up, as if faintly fighting against the approach of the corrupt beast.

The tip of the cold and moist nose of the beast was against her forehead, and the touch was as sticky as a snake. A Yin closed his eyes tightly, but suddenly felt the hair soft, and the shadow that had enveloped her slowly withdrew, and the pressure was the same as the smell in the beast's mouth. The smell disappears together.

Da Da Da's claws scratched the ground again, and Ah Yin panted and opened his eyes, seeing the rump beast leaping forward and jumping in front of Li Shiyi.

Li Shiyi and Song Shiji leaned together, the veins and veins seemed to have been broken, and she was helpless. She watched the crooked beast walk towards her step by step, her mouth was dry as if fire, and her eyelids straightened disobediently. Jump.

Song Jiu on the side made a helpless whimper, and Li Shiyi turned his head to look at her. Suddenly, a sideways back turned to the scorpion beast, and then raised his hand to cover her eyes.

Li Shiyi panted low, and quickly and clearly confessed to Song Shijiu in a low voice: "You have only been born a human being, and you haven't told a lie. If you want to come, it won't eat you. If you can escape, think back. Peking, find sister-in-law Tu and say sorry to her."

Song Nineteen's eyelashes kept trembling in her palms, as if catching a frightened butterfly. On the contrary, Li Shiyi calmed down strangely and said to her, "I can't help you either."

She didn't know why she suddenly said this sentence, but she seemed to be picky and she didn't know what to say to Song Jiu, so she agreed with her and took her out of the tomb. Less than a month later, she wanted to leave her alone. She was born beautiful, but she had no abilities. Although she was clever, her mind was simple, and she had few acquaintances with friends, she didn't know if she could survive in this world.

Song Nineteen's eyelashes stopped shaking, her nose was slightly red, and she cleverly closed her eyes in Li Shiyi's hands, and asked her seriously: "If I tell many lies immediately, can I die with you?" "

Li Shixiwan never expected that she was saying this, and her mind trembled unpretentiously, as if someone sturdyly punched her on the apex of her heart.

All the efforts she made were to survive, but to Song Jiu, life or death seemed to make no difference.

She covered Song Jiu's hand and let it go. Song Jiu looked at her with black and white eyes. She didn't cry or make any noise this time. She just had a red nose, soft and persistent.

The breath of an obscure beast sprayed behind her ears, and before her eyes were Song Jiu's lips opening and closing silently. She was racking her brains thinking about all the lies that could be told. On the side was the helpless cry of the youngest Tu Yao, and Ayin's exhaustion. Exhausted sobs.

Li Shiyi turned his head and crossed the fur of the beast, and glanced at Ah Yin. The Corruption Beast opened his mouth in the blood basin above his head, and all the past events sprayed with blood foamed surging, and Li Shixi was caught off guard.

My name is Li Xi.

It's a little cool after the rain. I had a dream eleven years ago. I am this eleventh.

My father ran away before I landed. My mother gave birth to me in the cemetery alone. I don't know if it's because of this, I can hear the footsteps of ghosts. When I was four or five years old, my family was too poor to open the pot. My mother couldn’t afford to support a few of my brothers and sisters. She worshipped me to learn art from my master. She told me that since I can hear ghost footsteps, it’s a wonderful skill. , Listen before going down to the tomb, if there are ghosts, you will stop. In any case, it is important to save your life.

Said it is learning art, but in fact it is also a gift. I have been separated from her since I was four or five years old, and have never seen her since, so I actually don't know whether I should hold hands when I was ten.

My mother never told me.

Master loves to drink, and he doesn't remember very much. Naturally, he can't remember my age. Over time, even I can't leave it alone.

My master and I traveled from northern Jiangsu to Anhui, and from Anhui to Shandong. In Jinan’s tomb of General Qian, I met Master Ayin.

Compared with me and Master, they are so decent. For the first time I saw a little girl who had come down to the tomb with a bow tie like a red flower.

Ayin’s master was so good to dress her up, wherever she went, she was all carved and jade-carved, and my master wiped my face with soot and told me that skin appearance is really not important, so it’s good to survive.

Like my mother, the master always said that fate is important, appearance is not important, age is not important, whether it is in the same place is not important.

Ayin’s master was infected with tuberculosis and died before winter. The tuberculosis infected people. My master and I burned her on fire. Ayin didn’t lose a single bean, and only knelt down three heads.

From now on, I ate and lived with Ah Yin. I felt like my sister. Master treated her as well as me. Her strength was worse than mine. Sometimes I secretly helped her to carry water and chop wood. Master found out. , Did not punish me, just smiled and drank a sip of wine, pointed at me and said, you helped her now, but you will harm her in the future, if you don't believe it, wait and see.

I thought later that what Master said always made sense.

Within a few years, the master also left. I don't know whether it was because of the excessive drinking that hurt the body, or whether there were too many bad gods under the tomb.

The master walked very peacefully. She said, "It's right to not cry. I haven't seen it in my life. You are a great fortune."

I buried Master under Jiuru Mountain with Ayin, and then packed up our baggage and went to Beiping. The first time we returned to Sijiucheng, we saw candied haws, pea yellows, and donkey rolls. Ayin was fresh everything, but fresh and asked for money. We are not fresh. rise.

At that time, I and Ayin Dundun were both on the surface of the water. She did not dislike it, and even smiled and told me that when I became rich in the future, I would lay eggs on the noodles, and lie down as many as I wanted.

Poverty makes people's imagination cringe, and only a few eggs are daring to covet.

After another two years, I produced a few good products and gradually became more generous. I also had a few surplus money in my hand. I tasted the original freshness. I rented a small yard in the south of the city, and I took care of the work. , She washes and cooks, and her life is practical.

Later, it was the day when she turned eighteen. She went as usual, returned with the money as usual, closed the door and said that she was exhausted, and she would not do it again.

She always thought that I didn't know, but if I could find so many flaws, how could I not find the difference from the Ayin who is in the same place every day?

I saw her groaning intolerably at night, saw her laziness who was too tired to open her eyes in winter, heard her more venomous words every day, and heard her tossing and turning, who had never loved reading sound.

I flipped through the pages that she had seen that were repeatedly twisted with burrs and sweat-stained pages, and there were records of snakes.

I understand the changes that have taken place in her.

I searched all over the ancient books, asked the experts, and went to Wuling Mountain to explore. An old Taoist on the halfway of the Wuling Mountain told me that the snake is the beast of the snake clan under the seat of Nuwa, which is easy to understand, but the "Shan Hai Jing" There is a saying, there is also a dragon body and spirit beast under Nuwa's seat, which is called a white scorpion. According to legend, the white scorpion and the snake follow Nuwa to fill the sky, and they are divided into the left and right guardians of the Nüwa empress, and the white scorpion is the left.

If you find a fetish that contains the spirit of the white scorpion, 80% can drive the serpent's soul out and strip the human body.

I thanked me and returned to Peiping, but Ah Yin moved to the alley. I went to talk to her. She talked to me about the sky, the ground, and the ideal, without wind, moon, and mercilessness.

I didn't say anything, I went home by myself, and then took a few jobs that I had previously rejected.

I asked everywhere to find out if there are places where spirits, monsters and beasts haunt, and wherever there are strange things and strange things, I will go there.

I'm down to the unmovable tomb of the youngest Tu. Master Wu's charming work, I took it. A Chun Wanli asked about the events of his life, and the shopkeepers of the Xi'an Antiquities Market asked one by one. The thing that Atang's mouth fascinated me was never gold and silver jewelry, but...

What if?

In case.

My name is Li Xi. I like to say "don't know", I often pretend "don't know". I spent a few years telling a seamless lie, called Ruowu Ran.