The short man walked around the porcelain cup, squatted down, and smiled bitterly.
"Why are you doing this?" the man said, "Look, the child is crying in pain. How can you bear to let a child do such a thing..."
"I'm not in pain!" the girl shouted loudly, "I'm not crying!"
The man turned his head and glanced at the girl, smiled softly, and said to Grandpa Wenling, "We don't need much, we just want a pair of eyes. You'd rather sacrifice six people than give us a pair of eyes."
Eye."
Grandpa Wenling raised his face, his empty eyes facing the man, "You... want Sanyan's eyes?"
"Me?" the short man laughed hoarsely, "Do you think I look like me?"
"No..." Grandpa Wenling shook his head and said, "He didn't show up."
This "he" should refer to the Sanyan that Grandpa Wen Ling mentioned.
It seems that he is not among the four.
Wenling grabbed Xiaolan's sleeve and pointed at the man just now with her eyes wide open.
"He..." Wen Ling tried his best to express, "Che..."
Xiaolan blinked and understood instantly, "Is that the man in the car?"
Wen Ling nodded fiercely.
"Is he the one?" Luo Jiutian heard this, walked up to the man and looked him up and down, "Is it the person driving the car, or the person who cut your eyes with a knife?"
"Knife!" Wen Ling gestured over his eyes.
"It's this piece of shit," Qin Yin crossed his arms and walked over, "If it weren't for this illusion, I would definitely..."
"Is the driver here too?" Xiaolan asked.
Wen Ling shook his head.
As expected, there were more than four of them.
Xiaolan looked into the depths of the bamboo forest. In the silent darkness, something that could not tell whether it was the shadow of a tree or a human figure was trembling in a corner not far away.
Rustling... rustling...
Xiaolan ran over without thinking.
"Hey! Xiaolan, where are you going?!"
"Xiaolan!..."
She ran towards the darkness. Even though the world in front of her was still wet, when her feet stepped on the ground, they made a dry rustling sound.
Xiaolan doesn't know where she is in reality, maybe deep in the bamboo forest, or maybe...
The movement I felt just now should be around here.
Xiaolan stopped, panting, and collected the subtle sounds around her into her ears one by one.
Slowly, she held her breath.
Rustling, rustling...
Xiaolan suddenly turned her head to the right.
Right there.
She took a small step and walked over.
There is a dense and low moso bamboo in front, and the sound is coming from behind the moso bamboo.
Right here...
Xiaolan approached step by step.
There is indeed something behind!
Behind the bamboo, squatting is a dark figure, which looks like a human but not a human, looks like a ghost but not a ghost...
Although she knew that the man couldn't feel her, Xiaolan still tried to slow down her steps, came closer, and stretched out her hand to push aside the moso bamboo.
Whoa!——
Squeak...squeak...squeak...
Suddenly, the black shadow suddenly swelled up, and before Xiaolan could react, countless large black and gray rats rushed out from under the black shadow, and dispersed in all directions within half a second.
The original black shadow shrank rapidly. After the last mouse disappeared, the black shadow had turned into a thin black cloth, lying alone on the damp soil.
A few mice even climbed onto Xiaolan's feet by mistake, but Xiaolan didn't take care of the mice.
She stared blankly at the black cloth.
Xiaolan squatted down and reached out to grab the black cloth.
His hand moved across the black cloth and then moved back.
You can't touch it, this is what happened in the illusion.
This piece of cloth...
"Xiaolan!" Baomu and Fool chased after him, "Are you okay? What did you find?"
Xiaolan stood up, pointed at the black cloth on the ground and said, "It's him."
"What?" The fool stretched out his foot and scratched the cloth a few times, "This is an illusion... Do you know this cloth?"
"This is not cloth," Baomu squatted next to the black cloth and observed it carefully, saying with serious eyes, "this is a black robe."
"robe……"
Robe, mouse.
Wei Ruo Zhai, secret.
Everything is connected.
It's him...
Xiaolan's eyes were complicated and she murmured, "He is the man with the scarred eyes."
When the three of them walked back to the center of the bamboo forest, the four people had disappeared.
"Xiaolan!" Qin Yin ran towards them, "Where have you been?"
"We found out... Well, it's a long story, let's let Xiaolan talk about it later," the fool said, "Where are those people?"
"They're gone."
"Gone? Where are they going?" Baomu looked around, "This map is bigger than we thought. Maybe we can follow them and see what they look like."
"I can't keep up. They disappeared after taking a few steps," Luo Jiutian came over and said, "The things we can see are all what Grandpa Wenling wants us to see. He should think that the whereabouts of those people are nothing.
It’s useful, so it’s not shown at all.”
"So what you just saw is very important," the Taoist priest said. "Grandpa Wen Ling said that he found traces of the Sanyan."
"The group of people left after that." Luo Jiutian added.
Sure enough, it was exactly what I thought.
"It seems that Xiaolan's statement is absolutely correct," Fool and Baomu looked at each other, "The one who wants to get the prophetic eyes is the scar-eyed man."
Qin Yin became confused, "Why is it related to some scar-eyed man again..."
"So it's a long story..."
"Let's take a look at them first," the Taoist priest said. "The illusion is almost over. Let's see what Grandpa Wenling finally wants to tell Wenling."
Wen Ling knelt beside his grandfather and stared intently at his face.
The other four people had stopped moving, leaving only the little girl still struggling.
"Child," Grandpa Wenling sighed, "go to sleep."
The little girl asked softly, "Grandpa, are those people gone?"
"Gone."
"Did we succeed?"
"Successful."
silence.
After a while, the girl cried and said aggrievedly, "Grandpa, I want to go home..."
"child……"
"I don't want to die here," the girl choked, "I want to go home."
Grandpa Wenling sighed, "Son, you are unwilling..."
"Can I go home?"
Grandpa Wenling thought for a while, "Then let's go home."
The blind girl stood up tremblingly, groping and walked towards home.
When she walked to Grandpa Wenling, he suddenly raised his hand and grasped the little girl's right hand with both hands.
"grandfather……"
"Child..." Grandpa Wenling's breath gradually faded away, "If you can, give it to my granddaughter, my little Wenling..."
"grandfather……"
"Child..." Grandpa Wenling showed a satisfied smile, weakly lowered his hands, and breathed a long sigh of relief, "Go..."
After saying that, he straightened his body, raised his head slightly, and faced the sky and the earth.