Bone

After Tan Fengyue took the empty medicine bowl and medicine dregs from the villager's house and returned, she saw Qin Nianjiu standing beside the formation holding the cloth sheet that hanged Luo Qingyu to death.

Holding the medicine bowl, he glanced at the things in Qin Nianjiu's hand, and asked, "Me first?"

Qin Nianjiu nodded, "You go first."

Tan Fengyue stepped into the formation, and with a movement of the silver fan in her hand, the yellow talisman that was still floating in the air was cut through.

There was a sound of "哧——", as if being pierced by something bulging, the dense white mist surging in the formation collapsed.Tan Fengyue took a step forward, flipped his wrist, and sealed the overflowing white mist with the strong wind from the silver fan. At the same time, he sent the medicine bowl containing the dregs of the medicine into the eye of the formation with his left hand, and shouted in a cold voice: "Jie formation! !"

The white mist trembled, scrambling to get back to the eye of the formation, and then erupted again, slowly and slowly covering the entire village again.

Similarly, footsteps sounded first in the dense fog, but they were far heavier and more chaotic than in the previous phantom scene. The noisy human voices were not just restless, but more urgent and mournful. When the thick fog cleared, more figures appeared.

Just now it was just men, but now the whole village, old and young, gathered together outside a small courtyard at the end of the alley.

The reason for the "outside" of the small courtyard is that the "inside" of the small courtyard has already been crowded with people.Everyone's shoulders touched shoulders, and they were surrounded by a thin woman.

The woman had no way to retreat, her back pressed tightly against the door panel, trembling, and an embroidered frame embroidered with colorful swallows flying together fell to her feet.

Qin Nianjiu and Tan Fengyue sat on the eaves, one expressionless and the other cold, looking down at the chaotic scene in the courtyard together.

An old woman begged in a hoarse voice, "Daughter, the Great Immortal said that Guanyin Bodhisattva did the same thing... Help us, help us, you too can become a Bodhisattva, a female Bodhisattva, a female Bodhisattva! We raise You are so old, you should repay the favor, you help us, huh?"

Luo Qingyu looked at the pair of gray eyes in front of him, his face full of panic, "No, no..."

Another peasant woman said sadly, "We lost our eyes and couldn't do anything. Do you have the heart to watch the whole village starve to death? Qingyu, you are a kind person. Don’t forget everyone, everyone will help you... No, no, it’s for you! You are our great benefactor—”

"We can't see anymore, only your eyes are good. Isn't it God's will that you came to save us?"

"The children are still young, their eyes are blind, how will they live in the future? How will they live?"

"Don't forget who raised money to redeem you from Ren Yazi and dragged you to such a big age, it is from our Lujia Village! You have eaten our clothes, worn our clothes, and used our clothes...if it wasn't for you We, your hands and feet have been broken long ago, you have been begging on the street, or you have been sold as a daughter-in-law in Nomura!"

A child's arm was twisted in pain, and immediately cried loudly, "Sister Qingyu, help us, I don't want to be blind! I don't want to be blind!"

"Daughter-"

"A pair of eyes can change the lives of the whole village!"

……

Most of the people talking were old people, women and children, and the men stood silently, clutching a small knife for cutting pigweed tightly in their hands.

"Tsk." Qin Nianjiu looked at the rusty knives in the hands of the men, tapped the eaves with the black umbrella, and the thick black resentment flowed slowly along the umbrella surface, "It's really a man. "

One of them was quite right, the ending was indeed a pair of eyes, which changed the lives of the whole village.

The people in the courtyard talked to each other, every word and every sentence, none of them were straightforward persecution, even soft, but like long swords with soft blades, they gouged out Luo Qingyu's flesh and blood.She could only keep her face pale, sticking to the door, shaking her head, "...No, no..."

Qin Nianjiu listened and watched expressionlessly, his eyes looked around for a week, but he didn't even see the shadow of the Taoist man in yellow, he couldn't help sneering, "It's really a good plan to scare the villagers to commit murder, and you don't have to do it yourself, and you can save a lot of trouble." a direct cause and effect."

Seeing Luo Qingyu's reluctance, the people who had a glimpse of the dawn became faintly agitated, but no one wanted to be the villain who made the move, so they only raised their voices of persuasion and pleading.

Suddenly, a woman broke away from the crowd and came out, grabbed Luo Qingyu's hand a few times in the air, "...Xiao Yu."

Luo Qingyu seemed to have caught a piece of driftwood, a few traces of blood reappeared on her face, tears finally rolled down from her clear eyes, "Sister-in-law, I—"

The woman also cried, "Xiao Yu, please help us, I know you are good to us, Lu An went early, I have three children, I..."

Luo Qingyu was startled, as if she couldn't believe what she heard, the blood that had just climbed up her cheeks quickly faded, "...Sister-in-law?"

The woman let go of her crying, "Xiao Yu!"

The crowd in the courtyard were still crying, shouting, and begging, but Luo Qingyu seemed to be unable to hear, her body was too stiff to move, her five fingers were clasped tightly on the door panel behind her, blood was being scraped out by the rough wooden thorns.

It seemed like a long time, and it seemed like only a snap of her fingers, she finally made a compromise, her pale lips moved a few times, "At, at least... let me see Wen again——"

She couldn't finish her sentence, and someone who couldn't wait reached out and grabbed her in the confusion, pulling her to fall into the crowd.

More people rushed up.

Tan Fengyue folded the folding fan, fixed the sound and the picture together, turned to look at Qin Nianjiu, "How?"

Qin Nianjiu stretched his waist, his voice didn't fluctuate, "It's an eye-opener."

"I've read about the origin of the medicine. After drinking the medicine, can I see it?" He stood up, leaning on an umbrella, "It's the same bowl of medicine, so it should be okay?"

It has nothing to do with tracing the cause, but he can't tell what kind of psychology it is. He really wanted to see the scene where everyone felt guilty and regretful towards Luo Qingyu after drinking the medicine and found it useless.

As if seeing through his thoughts, Tan Fengyue took a deep look at him, but didn't speak, she just spread the folding fan in the air, and manipulated the white mist to change the scene.

This time there were no footsteps, and a hoarse voice pierced through the thick fog, "Daxian, Daxian, why, why can't we still see?"

Another timid voice sounded, "No, didn't you say that the medicine will cure the disease?"

The dense fog gradually dispersed, and the figure of the Taoist in yellow appeared at the corner of the street.Facing the questioning from the two, he unhurriedly flicked his fly whisk, "I told you, I want to take Jiji's virginal pair of eyesight as medicine..."

"Why doesn't it work?" He snorted coldly, smiled viciously, pointed at Luo Qingyu's small courtyard with Fuchen, "——shouldn't you ask her?"

Qin Nianjiu's pupils shrank, and he raised the black umbrella almost subconsciously, and was about to strike the head of the Taoist in yellow, but Tan Fengyue grabbed his wrist in time.The latter took a little effort to hold down his hand, and said softly, "Afterimages in the hallucinations, don't be surprised, don't be disturbed."

"..."

Qin Nianjiu slowly withdrew his hand and saw that the expressions of the two suddenly changed, first they were shocked, then angry, and finally resentment after hope was extinguished.One person gritted his teeth and scolded: "Damn it, since I was a child, I only knew how to run after that Chen Wenyu's ass... I knew she was not clean!"

The other person spat on broken shoes, then cursed even worse, and said bitterly: "Don't mention that Chen Wenyu! In a few days, the Chen family will come to collect the rent again...the land can't be planted, how can I pay it?" ?!"

"Let Chen Wenyu go away with that broken/shoe!"

"I thought it was wrong a long time ago. Why is it that she is the only one with good eyes? Could it be that she is a witch..."

……

The illusion was not over yet, but Qin Nianjiu didn't want to watch it any more, and walked back to Luo Qingyu's small courtyard without saying a word, and looked through the window at the afterimage of the crying girl with a high fever.

Tan Fengyue stood beside him and asked again, "How?"

Qin Nianjiu didn't watch the scene he wanted to see, hugged the black umbrella, and twitched the corners of his mouth with a half-smile, "Misjudging human nature."

"Watch the show and watch the whole set," he stared at the girl whose crying was fading, and threw the sheet in his hand to Tan Fengyue, "Please Xianjun, please change the array."

The people around him walked out of the yard slowly, Qin Nianjiu still stared intently at the afterimage of Luo Qingyu, watching her cry hoarsely, coughing up blood, and listening to the afterimages of villagers passing by outside the yard secretly spitting on her.

How can people be so easy to deceive?He rummaged through the scriptures he had read in his mind, but couldn't find an answer.

The thick white mist slowly flowed in front of my eyes, and then dispersed little by little. Luo Qingyu, who was leaning on the edge of the bed, disappeared in an instant, and when she reappeared, she was leaning against the door. Her lips were blue, but her cheeks were red with blood dripping from a high fever. Come out sick.

Her eyes were gouged out by human beings, and the medicine was roughly applied at the beginning. The dark brown medicine juice and reddish brown blood clots accumulated on the two empty eye sockets, which were barely dry, facing the eyes. courtyard gate.

Qin Nianjiu knew that she was waiting for someone. The person in the previous illusion said that the Chen family would come to collect the rent in a few days.

"Tsk. What did you do, why didn't you come?" He tapped his forehead with the umbrella handle, and asked this "Chen Wenyu" body in a low voice.Chen Wenyu's living soul has already entered the underworld, so of course he can't answer his words.

It had nothing to do with sensibility, but he was seriously wondering: Where did Chen Wenyu go when such a big incident happened in the village?

The sound of footsteps from far and near behind him cut off his thoughts, and he turned his eyes to see the Taoist man in yellow stepping into the courtyard.

Tan Fengyue, who had been going back and forth, stood beside him silently, and watched the Taoist in yellow go straight towards Luo Qingyu, whose mind was already a little unclear, and said in a freezing tone, "It really is him."

Qin Nianjiu used to think that he was an evil person in his previous life, but now that he has seen him, he knows what a real evil person is.

When Luo Qingyu heard someone coming, she wanted to stand up, but she lost her strength and threw herself on the ground. She murmured, "Wen Yu?...Wen Yu?..."

Recalling that on the way back to the village, Luo Sha privately pulled him and said, "You are finally here", Qin Nianjiu felt sore in his heart.He didn't know that this kind of feeling was called sympathy or pity. He only knew that at this moment, he really wanted to give full play to the viciousness and viciousness that the body of resentment should have, and smash the yellow-clothed Taoist into thousands of pieces.

The Taoist man in yellow wore a smile on his lips, bent down to caress Luo Qingyu's face, "Well, it's me."

It stands to reason that Luo Qingyu's mind is confused, and he should have been unable to distinguish people, but his expression suddenly changed, and he moved back in extreme horror, "No, no, you are not—"

She was covered with a hand and dragged into the house.

The door of the room was slammed shut, Qin Nianjiu opened his mouth to stop the scene, but Tan Fengyue closed the folding fan one step ahead of him, stopping the phantom formation.

There was only a suffocating silence between heaven and earth.

After a while, Tan Fengyue slightly relaxed her pinched white fingers, and spread out the folding fan again.

The white mist gathers and disperses, like a cloud that comes and goes without a trace.When the white mist cleared, the tightly closed door of the room was opened, and there was no figure of the Taoist in yellow inside, only Luo Qingyu who was lying on the edge of the bed.

She didn't cry or make a fuss, she just stared at her empty eyes, unable to find the direction to look.

After an unknown amount of time, she suddenly acted like she was going crazy, howled and tore off the sheet on the bed, and stumbled to her feet.

She is best at embroidery. She pinches the two ends of the embroidery thread with her fingertips, twists it lightly, and then pulls it apart to form a firm knot.For a piece of cloth, pinch the two ends in the palm of your hand, twist it around with force, and then pull it apart to form a stable circle.

She stepped on the low stool, grasped the snare made of the sheet, and embroidered herself on the beam.

When the wind comes, close the door.

When the door was opened from the inside again, the pretty girl became a Rakshasa without facial features.

Except for the two blood holes around the eyes, Luo Sha's face was blank, like an unsculpted doll.She stepped out of the door numbly, and stepped on the embroidered frame embroidered with colorful swallows flying together.

Picking up the thing she was stepping on, she tilted her head slightly in doubt, stretched out her hand stiffly and shook it in front of her eyes.

For a moment, a low and hoarse guttural voice overflowed, "...it's too dark..."

It was too dark, and she tried to touch the cloth, but the embroidery needle pierced her fingertips.It was too dark, she couldn't finish embroidering this picture of colorful swallows flying together, and she couldn't wait for that person to come.