The moon hung far away in the sky, and countless stars twinkled above everyone's heads.
Against the backdrop of this dark blue night, the blue color of the blue beads seems to become more dazzling.
Qin Yin lowered his head and looked at the land under his feet, "We shouldn't... have to dig them out, right?"
"It shouldn't be necessary," the Taoist priest waved his hand lightly, "Wen Ling, please stand over."
Wen Ling nodded and nervously held the blue bead to the land where his grandfather was buried.
No response.
"Put the beads on the ground." The fool suggested.
Wen Ling did as he was told.
Lan Zhu lay quietly on the ground, still unresponsive.
Wen Ling looked at them for help.
"Do you really have to dig it out?" Qin Yin said to himself.
The only fault is that they acted too quickly.
Baomu on the side said, "The stars inside the blue beads are the key."
"Hmm," Xiaolan said hurriedly when she saw someone had the same idea as her, "Wen Ling, I think you might have to try to take out the star."
Wen Ling was stunned, not quite understanding.
The Taoist priest raised his chin and began to think.
"Wenling," Baomu continued, "you may have to... break it."
"Broken..."
Qing Ling's concerns are justified.
This method is irreversible. If it goes wrong, they will destroy the only clue.
"And the blue bead is solid, how do you open it?" Qin Yin raised his hand and gestured, "We don't have any tools that can cut iron like mud."
Wen Ling nodded quickly.
"Wen Ling, why don't you give it a try?" the Taoist priest suddenly said.
Wen Ling opened his mouth, "How to try?"
"Pinch it a little and see if it can be crushed," Luo Jiutian said. "If this is really the correct way to open it, it will definitely not be particularly difficult. After all, your grandfather should know how strong you are.
."
"All right……"
Wen Ling was a little unhappy, but he still held the blue bead between his two fingers and made an expression of exertion.
"No." She shook her head.
"... Wen Ling, you are pretending," Luo Jiutian said helplessly, "I can see it."
After all, all her strength was used on her face, and the beads in her hand almost fell off.
"..."
Wen Ling sniffed awkwardly.
"Wen Ling, it's okay, just try it," the fool said. "If it is really a solid bead, you will never be able to break it with your strength."
This indeed makes sense. Wen Ling is still very confident in his own weakness.
The fool's next words completely confirmed her thoughts.
"Otherwise I'll pinch it for you..."
"Need not!"
Wen Ling shouted, raised the blue bead in his hand, and squeezed it hard.
Amid the rustling wind in the bamboo forest, a crisp cracking sound suddenly sounded.
Wen Ling looked at the blue bead that was broken into two halves in his hand and was stunned.
Then she opened her mouth and planned to cry.
Damn you guys, ugh...
Everyone was in an uproar, not knowing how to react, when suddenly, a faint golden light gradually floated up from the two fragments.
Before Wen Ling could squeeze out his tears, he and the others looked at the spot of light in shock and anticipation.
The light spot floated higher and higher, and stopped just above the soil. The small light spot rotated and flickered, looking like a star falling from the sky.
After that, the light spots became brighter and brighter...
Finally, when the light spot was so bright that it was almost sunlight, making it impossible to look directly at it, a blurry figure appeared under the light spot, which was directly in front of Wen Ling.
In the air, a gust of night wind suddenly swept through the bamboos.
A sigh sounded faintly.
Wen Ling froze in place in shock.
Everyone also fell silent.
The light spot disappeared.
The grandfather who asked Ling stood in front of her, looked up at the starry sky, and sighed longly.
"grandfather……"
As soon as Wen Ling's choked voice came out, a steady female voice sounded leisurely from behind everyone.
"Is that true?"
Xiaolan was startled and turned around to look.
It was the old woman who died together with her grandfather.
Grandma had white hair, walked tremblingly, and walked over shakily, holding a cane made of old bamboo.
Everyone exchanged looks.
Grandma had a worried look on her face, her eyes were dark, and she walked straight over as if she hadn't seen them.
Everyone quickly moved out of the way.
"grandmother……"
Wen Ling's teary eyes were full of confusion and excitement. She looked at the old woman and then at her grandfather, wanting to approach them, but she didn't dare.
She was frozen in place motionless, as if she was worried that if she moved, the scene in front of her would disappear.
"Alas..." The grandfather who asked the spirit sighed again, then lowered his head and slowly turned around, "I asked the spirit three times, but the result was the same."
Wen Ling's grandfather only wore a simple cotton coat, but no one would regard him as an ordinary old man.
Because of those eyes.
Those gray eyes shone with a clear but profound light in the night. Those eyes were both child-like and pure and worldly wise...
Eyes exactly like Wen Ling's.
"grandfather……"
Wen Ling's tears flowed down one after another. She couldn't help it anymore and quietly stretched out her hand to reach out to her grandfather.
Then, her hands moved smoothly across the two figures, touching nothing except the air.
She closed her eyes in despair, squatted on the ground and cried loudly.
Sure enough, it was just a phantom.
I don't know what I'm imagining.
"Wen Ling, be strong," Qin Yin walked up behind her and patted her back, "Look up and see, this is what grandpa wants you to see."
Wen Ling's eyes were blurred with tears, he clenched his teeth and stood up.
"Then there's nothing we can do," the old lady smiled bitterly, "Let's move it."
Grandpa nodded absently.
"You don't have to be like this," grandma comforted. "Our Sanyan branch has been at peace for too long. The younger generation now has not experienced the great migration to escape disasters. It is time for them to meet."
Grandpa smiled, nodded and said, "Yes, what you said makes sense, so that's my decision."
As soon as the words fell, a gust of cold wind hit them, and the two figures suddenly disappeared as if they were blown away by the wind. Just as everyone was looking around, the surrounding scene suddenly changed.
It's dawn.
The sudden sun was so bright that they all covered their eyes, bustling conversations could be heard, and a dozen other people suddenly appeared next to them.
Wen Ling stared at them in surprise.
"Are you from the village?" the Taoist priest asked.
Wen Ling nodded tremblingly.
Ta...ta...ta...
A series of footsteps came closer and closer.
Only then did everyone realize that not only had the sun changed, but their positions had also changed.
This is no longer a bamboo forest, but the entrance to Wenling's courtyard.