[Thunderbolt][鷇梦] Qin Xiao and Ming

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The child who succeeded in praying for rain became more and more mysterious, and became an omnipotent god-man who was said to be an omnipotent god-man, respected and worshiped by the villagers.

The old man was very proud, and when he met everyone, he would add details and talk about how auspicious heaven was when he picked up this little baby, and everyone was taken aback for a while. Although the story was absurd, but because the protagonist was that Boy, they all believed it.

It's just that when passing by, a sentence or two occasionally floated over, the child frowned slightly, and walked away to work without saying a word.

But just like the adult made an innocuous joke, the rainwater that the child obtained didn’t seem to last long. In the second year, the river bed would bottom out again, and in the third year, bandits and bandits became a problem.

Everything is still so logical.

Other villages that were affected by the disaster came here to take refuge, most of them were because of the story that spread more and more widely and became more and more mysterious. They kept yelling at the Son of the White Dragon, which made the children frown more and more deeply.

"You are the Son of God, isn't it only right and proper to ask the gods to protect us?"

"You can do anything, so shouldn't you protect us?"

"Those who can do more work, you have to take responsibility."

"By the way, I saw him in Xishan yesterday..."

"Huh? Why is it in Xishan? He doesn't want to go alone and leave us?"

I don’t know who said this, and the fear suddenly exploded like a bomb, people’s faces were terrified, and the small house buzzed like a hornet’s nest, and “liars” and “selfish” floated out from time to time Words like this drilled into the ears of children.

And he just looked at the crowd without sadness or joy, and remained silent.

But the old man glanced at him, swearing in a hoarse voice like a broken gong, and actually scolded so badly that everyone in the room fell silent.

After everyone was driven away, the old man packed up the soft food, rubbed the soles of his feet with oil in the dark, and ran away with the child.

No one knows better than him that this child is useful whether it is big or small. If it is used well, it will be a life-saving talisman in troubled times. Instead of being shared by everyone, why not enjoy it for yourself?

Facts have proved that the old man was right.

They didn't go far, when they ran into the bandits who came to raid, the leader was riding a horse, with a long knife on the old man's neck.

The old man immediately knelt down, pushed the child forward, and made the confession.

"This child is psychic, do you know? The one who prayed for rain in the Town God's Temple two years ago!"

The old man who can't speak well has a flattering face, and when he smiles, he shows his missing yellow teeth.

The leader frowned and looked at the deputy next to him.The deputy immediately leaned over and whispered, "I seem to have heard of it, what is it... Bailong Shenzi?"

Seeing the impression of the other party, the old man's eyes almost brightened immediately, quite like the crow on the dead tree in front of his house two years ago.

"Yes, yes, that's him! He's amazing, if you keep him by your side, don't talk about making a fortune, it's just like dominating one side and becoming the king and the emperor!"

The leader, Yuemo, did have such a dream of domination, and the words reached his heart, so he blew his beard and smiled, and glanced at the child who was half hidden in the shadow with an expression that he didn't know.

"It's really rare to be unruffled in the face of danger."

The leader was a confident and cheerful person. With a swiped knife, the cheerful leader took the old man's head silently, and then patted the child on the back with the back of the knife to make him come closer.

The old man's blood stained the child's clothes, and the leader dragged him onto the horse like a chick, and took him to destroy the small village where he used to live.

The villagers saw the child on horseback and died in shock and rage.

Some people called him ungrateful, others called him a white-eyed wolf.

Others called him a devil.

Wu Mengsheng was sitting on a roof that was about to burn with a child-like 鷇音子.

The smoky and crackling roof looked precarious, and the blazing fire burned the sky red, reflecting Wumengsheng's white clothes, and dyed the white clothes red.

Like soaked in blood.

Wu Mengsheng looked at the blood flowing under the eaves with the same pair of dark red eyes, and listened to the shocking fight in his ears, shaking the feather fan in his hand at a steady pace, the breeze blowing out was wrapped in scorching heat, it was almost Burning.

This sight was obviously more ferocious and terrifying than the scene he saw when he first entered this realm, but it didn't make him feel the heartache that he had before.

Wu Mengsheng's eyes drifted everywhere, and inadvertently caught sight of the child sitting on the horse in a daze, and the emotions in his heart were turned upside down.

He frowned tightly, moved his lips but did not make a sound, after a long time of hard work, he seemed to finally regain his voice, "This is not the only thing like this, is it?"

"Yes."

A childish voice beside him answered him.

Smelling the bloody smell in the air, Wu Mengsheng seemed to be deprived of even the strength to sigh.

"No wonder you..." Wu Mengsheng shook his head, really didn't know how to speak, "It seems that what I said is not entirely correct."

"Ok?"

"I seem to have said, 'In this world, there are snowy moons and frosty pavements, and muddy blood marshes to bury bones. All things are not always beautiful. People's hearts are even more so, so your choice may not be wrong' It's just that I didn't know at that time that what you experienced was actually like this... It seems that my words, understatement, and self-inference, are less than one ten-thousandth of your experience."

Xiao Yinzi suddenly turned his head to look at Wu Mengsheng, his eyes flickered several times, but only for a moment, then he hid all his emotions and sighed.

"Ha, so what if you know, will you change?"

The voice of the baby's voice has not changed, it still sounds a little out of place and weird, but for some reason, there is still a slight tremor of relief.

Wu Mengsheng also looked at him, that small body stood upright in the foehn, his clothes fluttered against the wind without moving, he looked majestic and majestic, he was no longer that silly boy who only knew how to repay his kindness.

Laughing dumbly, Wu Mengsheng suddenly said, "Foolish loyalty, foolish filial piety, I'm afraid you're the one who doesn't talk about it. Why were you so stupid back then?"

"I regret it at the beginning." Because Yuemo is a child's body, some physical habits are still there, and Xiao Yinzi shrugged his shoulders, quite disdainful, "So now I use the thunder method, kill decisively, and do not allow provocation. That's right. Didn't you also see it in order to take revenge on this filthy common people?"

"Oh! Liar."

Wu Mengsheng was actually laughed out of anger, I don't know if it was because the other party was in the form of a child, Wu Mengsheng lost the restraint with his peers for a while, and instead patted Xiao Yinzi's forehead with a fan.

"It's not bad that you are a thunderbolt, but you can also use your thunderbolt to kill Guojue on yourself."

Xiao Yinzi didn't reply or dodge, so he just let Wu Mengsheng take the picture.

"I still remember when I was young, the old man Zhengfa once visited Cuihuan Mountain and tested the three of us with the theory of bad wood and good wood. You replied at that time, saying that you want to be a logger." Wu Mengsheng continued after a pause, "I have It should be thought that you are too familiar with the good, evil and fickleness of the human heart, so you know how to choose people and do things better. Killing decisively, thunderous methods, but moving for the goal, so good trees and bad trees are not in your eyes, All you want is-

"Choose the available wood."

After hearing this, Xiao Yinzi's eyes flickered slightly, but he turned his head and looked away, avoiding Wu Mengsheng's eyes and murmured with a small mouth, "If you are happy, take it as it is."

This slightly awkward little face overlapped with the bitter and vengeful face of the grown-up Yinzi, and Wu Mengsheng, who was almost laughing out loud, squatted down and hugged the child into his arms.

Chi Yinzi was taken aback for a moment, but then turned red and refused, "You, what are you doing!"

"Revenge, it means that I have lost my memory all the way, and I have been carried away by someone." Wu Mengsheng patted him on the back to calm him down, "Besides, when you haven't regained your consciousness and autonomy, I will I ran with you for a long time. At that time, you were very well-behaved, but now that you have regained consciousness, it is not as good as before."

Little Yinzi blushed in Wu Mengsheng's arms, as if she was about to have a fever, so she quietly freed her hand and snapped her fingers.

Suddenly the world changed, and the small village that turned into a sea of ​​flames disappeared in an instant, surrounded by fairy mist, and a strong pine tree shaded the chess table, and the two were standing on the edge of the chess table at the moment.

Smelling the stronger aroma of the pill than before, listening to the thunderous heartbeat, touching the body that is not so soft but strong and powerful - Wu Mengsheng, who suddenly realized what happened, was about to let go and back away when he was caught The man pulled back and hugged him, pressing on his heart so that he could not move.

Chi Yinzi's deep voice rang in his ears, and his moist and hot breath was puffing on his sensitive neck.

"Why, didn't you mean revenge?"

"..."

"Isn't it that you don't want to be hugged, or that you are not well-behaved?"

"..." Wu Mengsheng gritted his teeth with a blushing face, "I didn't say that."

"you said."

"I do not."

"said."

"..." Are three-year-olds arguing?Wu Mengsheng had no choice but to change his strategy, "Okay, okay, I told you, let go."

There was a faint smile on the corner of Yinzi's mouth, and then he let go of him contentedly, and the two faced each other across the chess table, and sat on the futons on both sides of the chess table.

"Do you still have questions?"

"Well," Wu Mengsheng's blushing face retreated, and he frowned reluctantly, "The adult mentioned in the afterimage in the Temple of the City God... Master, is he the same soul as us?"

"Yes."

The age of the master has long been untestable. It is not surprising that the master, who has lived so long longer than them, occasionally finds an unpopular technique to separate the soul and recreate the incarnation.Wu Mengsheng, who lives in the Taoist sect, is very accepting of such things, but he can't understand another thing——

"Why did he let you go to the misery in advance?"

Hearing this, Yinzi gave a wry smile, and raised his hand to sweep the dust vigorously.

The sea of ​​clouds churned, and countless pictures flashed one by one, all of which were tragic scenes in the world, natural disasters and man-made disasters, and so on.

"I used to not understand, and even complained that Su really made me different from you, because I didn't know whether I was a test product or a high hope, so I left the teacher very early as soon as I finished my studies.

"To this day, a memory flashed again. Seeing your reaction after experiencing it in my consciousness, I probably understand his intentions. Generations change, natural disasters are inevitable, and ordinary people may not be able to encounter one or two in a lifetime, but For us, after seeing too much, we may get used to it and become numb, and numbness leads to laziness, and finally act meekly and perfunctorily, which is probably the reason for his incarnation."

"Master, he... is afraid that one day he will die unintentionally?"

"Prevention before it happens." Yinzi nodded, and said again, "And if you have experienced everything in person without knowing it and have a deep impression, you will think about the sufferings of the world, and your mood will be very different."

But did the master expect that this encounter with Yinzi not only made him aware of the cruelty of the world, but also the sinister nature of the human heart?

Wu Mengsheng frowned and thought for a moment, "But you, don't you really hate them?"

"I used to be a demon." Looking at the turbulent sea of ​​clouds, Yinzi admitted frankly, "but at our age, their lives are but a blink of an eye, extremely short. They choose to do whatever they can to survive the only chance and resources It is indeed unkind and unrighteous to even betray their conscience. But in peaceful times, they also have good hearts.

"This is the world I have experienced. It is exactly the same as what you said, except that I have more real feelings than you."

Incomplete but beautiful, it is indeed what Wu Mengsheng said before.

"However, if it weren't for this disaster coffin sacrifice that made the people's grievances boil up to the heavens, and my crimes had to be punished, the people were outraged, and you blocked the punishment of the thunder for me and went through so many things after that, maybe you would never have to know These, sorry."

"Ok?"

Suddenly hearing the apology for no reason, at first I was still thinking that after so many experiences, it was lucky that Feng Yinzi didn't grow crooked.

Even knowing why I have been a god for hundreds of years, but I have never seen such a natural scene of purgatory——

There have been no major disasters and disasters in the world for hundreds of years, probably not because the weather is good and the world is peaceful, but because it is the first time he went down the mountain, and the person standing at the gate of the mountain playing the flute was waiting for him, which was Yinzi.

And before that, Yinzi had been down the mountain for more than ten years.

Decades are enough for him to do too many things ahead of time.

The so-called predecessors planted trees and descendants to enjoy the shade, it is probably so...

So, is Yinzi actually protecting him?Can't even bear to let him touch the cruel world?

Wu Mengsheng's mood moved slightly, and the feather fan swayed lightly, looking at the fairy bone on the opposite side, he suddenly couldn't move his eyes away.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Wu Mengsheng slowly opened his mouth, with a teasing smile——

"Just keep me behind you, have you asked my opinion? Huh? Danhua hugged Yinzi?"