As soon as you enter the world, there are thousands of flavors, and all kinds of slips are here.
There is a strange stone in one side, which is indescribably majestic, and the hollow below it looks like a portal. It is named Wangtianmen.
The mountain is steep and the rock is so huge that it reaches the sky. Travelers often pass by here. Even when the weather is clear, they often only see half of the clouds and not the true appearance on the top. Therefore, there is a folk saying: "Look at the Tianmen as you walk up."
, the god broke his head.
This Wangtianmen is located at the throat and is an important transportation thoroughfare. Its mountains run from north to south and are located to isolate the east and west. It is like a natural portal. Within Tianmen, people live and work in peace and contentment, sects are flourishing, and there is a bustling and prosperous atmosphere.
.Beyond the Tianmen, there are millions of mountains, with the faint chirping of birds, the deep sound of insects, and no trace of human habitation.
At noon that day, it was a quiet scene, with warm sunshine and pleasant breeze. Suddenly, two blasts of wind came from the mountains outside the pass, breaking the tranquility of the moment.
"Se embryo, if you go to Songzong with me, my father and uncles will definitely protect us!"
"Hahaha, okay."
The sound was tight and loose.
The sound of two breaking winds reached the foot of Wangtianmen before they stopped. They lifted the windproof cloth on their faces and revealed their faces. They looked a little more downcast.
There was a man and a woman. The man's eyebrows were as sword-like, the corners of his eyes were raised, and the black eyes in his eyes were half-covered, adding a sense of laziness. But occasionally he looked away from the mountains, his eyelids moved slightly, and the black eyes were all gone.
It made him particularly arrogant. The woman was wearing animal skin clothing. A piece of mottled leather, a close-fitting garment, revealing the woman's two slender legs, which then turned down into two leather boots. The woman's face
Delicate, her hair that should have been half pulled back is now a little loose, and an unknown animal bone is used as a hairpin, tremblingly inserted in it. The bone hairpin is full of brilliance, and must not be a mortal thing. At this moment, it
The woman seemed a little annoyed, glaring sideways at the man next to her.
The man saw her pouting her mouth, looking annoyed, and smiled a little, and couldn't help but laugh out loud. At this moment, he lost his edge and became more doting. "What's wrong, my aunt, your mouth is so big, be careful."
Open it." He said and poked the woman's pouty face with his hand.
"Yeah, yeah! You pervert! I'll beat you to death. I'll beat you to death..." Gritting his teeth, he clenched his fists and hit the man like raindrops. The woman was shorter than him, so she hit him.
His chest. Looking at the cute but angry woman, the man felt warm in his heart, so he hugged the woman fiercely. Regardless of how she struggled, the man just buried his head in the woman's hair and endured it quietly.
I want to remember her taste.
The woman was being held and was still struggling, but she couldn't move despite being beaten. She just hugged the man with her backhand and hugged him tightly. "You won't come back to Songzong with me, will you?" The woman became very nervous.
It was calm. "If I don't go, I won't go. How can I go with nothing? It won't be too late for me to go with the betrothal gift some other time." The man said very casually and teasingly. The woman did not change because of these words.
Relaxed, she hugged the man tighter.
"Qingqing, wait until I come back." The woman only felt a chill on her forehead when she heard these words. "Come back to Songzong with me. As long as dad and uncles are here, nothing will happen." Her heart trembled, and the woman tightened her grip.
Holding the man tightly, she said hastily in a panic. Hearing the woman's pleading voice, the man was speechless. He just gently held the woman's face, with care and tenderness in his eyes.
"So what if I go to Songzong, I'm just bringing the disaster with me. I, Zhou Ye, am a man. If anything happens, I don't have to involve others. I'll just settle it as well."
"But what if you... What will happen to me and the child in my belly?" The woman was crying now.
Looking at the crying woman, the man was at a loss for a moment and hurriedly comforted: "Qingqing, don't cry... Okay, okay... I'm wrong, isn't it okay...
I was really wrong... I was wrong..." But the woman did not accept this trick and started to cry more and more vigorously. Seeing that this trick of coaxing had no effect, the man started to pull at her body.
After a while, he took out a white bell.
"I will give you this Yin-Yang Bell. There is a ray of my consciousness in it. With it, you will know where I am. Don't cry."
With big red eyes and a pouted mouth, the woman took the white bell and stared at the man blankly for a long time.
"Are you serious that you don't want to come with me?"
The man looked at the person in front of him and nodded in response. His pride did not allow him to leave like this. The woman was speechless for a moment, and then took out another bell from her body. The two bells had the same appearance, but
One black and one white, the woman put the black bell into the man's hand and said: "Take it, don't forget the direction of home, come back early."
The woman knew that she could not take him away, so she gave her final instructions. The woman was also confident that her man could fight in heaven, in the world, and in this world.
At this time, in the distant sky, a heavy dark cloud rolled in from the millions of mountains, rolling in with oppression.
The sun is scorching, and the sunlight is shining down from between the branches and leaves, which is very dazzling. The old yellow dog at the entrance of the village is lying in the shade of the tree with its tongue hanging out and its ears drooped, enjoying the rare coolness. And this place is naturally full of children.
A paradise to play.
"Go away! Don't follow us, you fatherless bastard." A sudden voice broke the silence under the shade of the tree.
Standing opposite the group of children was a doll about four or five years old. His clothes were old, but he was clean and tidy. At this time, he twisted his hands and fingers together, lowered his head, and remained motionless.
"Huh, it's really annoying. Let's go! Let's go play somewhere else and leave this place to some people who don't have a father. Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll cry and say we bullied him hahahahaha." Seeing that the doll didn't move, the child
The leader of the group had his eyes widened and said mockingly, his eyes full of contempt and ridicule.
As the group of children walked away laughing and joking, he slowly raised his head and stared blankly at the direction they were leaving. He took a few steps and stopped again. He squeezed the corners of his clothes tightly.
His eyes were red with tears surging. As if out of anger, he opened his eyes and refused to close them, letting the tears flow in his eyes and never fell. "Hey! Come here and do us a favor.
Let you play with us." A voice seemed to be calling him. The rough cuffs were wiped on his face randomly, and the doll looked forward. The group of children was there, at the edge of the well.
"What are you doing standing still! Come here!" The leader shouted loudly when he saw the baby standing there blankly. He looked at them with red eyes, but in the end the baby still shuffled slowly to the side of the children, at the edge of the well. When he saw him coming over
There were playful looks in the group of children. The leader looked sideways at everyone, with a smile on his face, and stood up and said: "Our shuttlecock accidentally fell into the well. You go down and help us pick it up. We will
How about I play with you?"
The baby looked into the well. It was dark below, and the well water reflected the eerie clear light. He hesitated, afraid to go down. The leader seemed a little impatient, and pulled him over. "Hurry up! Grinding."
, it’s almost getting dark!” The baby’s body was thin and he was staggered by the strong pull. He looked at the children around him, helpless and afraid to speak. He just pinched the corner of his clothes and half-bowed his head. In the end, he still pulled the well.
The rope was hung down.
"Hahahahaha, you are just a fool hahahahaha..." "You still want to play with us, just go ahead and dream!" They sneered noisily and dispersed, and a group of children ran away happily. Shuijing
The place became quiet again, as if nothing had happened.
I don't know how long it took, but when it got dark, he turned around and slowly left from the mouth of the well.
"Come back?"
"Um"
"Are you hungry? It's time to eat soon. Mom made your favorite today..."
As if she sensed something was wrong, the busy woman stopped what she was doing, raised her head in confusion, and opened her eyes to look around. She only saw a small figure sitting calmly on a piece of bluestone, a little thin.
Somewhat helpless.
The woman hesitated for a moment, then walked over, sat down gently beside him, stretched out her hand to gently touch the child's head, and looked at him lovingly.
"What's the matter, Qing'er?"
"mother......."
The little figure looked up at the woman, then suddenly lowered his head.
The child's still red and swollen eyes flashed past. The woman seemed to know something and stopped asking any more questions. She just hugged the frail man into her arms, patted his back gently and soothed him gently.
He was sobbing.
"It's okay, it's okay, as long as my mother is here, she will always be with Qing'er."
His half-sized hands tightly grasped the woman's clothes, like a floating dandelion returning to its home.
The night is getting darker, and just like this, two figures, one large and one small, are swaying in this long silence.