pillow mountain river

At the dawn of daylight, the sound of birdsong spread throughout the village.The village is called Luoyun Village, surrounded by beautiful mountains and rivers, but the people inside are extremely skinny, and there is no one with a normal body shape.

The cheeks of the people here are thin and pale, with a faint blue color.The numb and sluggish expression seemed to be covered with an unchanging mask. Only when they saw Er Dong and Er Dong, the people in the village showed a little stiff smile.

Er Dong stayed by Zhen Han Shan's side all the time, he saw the village owner and master greeting him.The village owner was dressed in black, as ugly as dead bones wrapped in clothes.The village owner's face was black and blue, but he showed a peaceful smile, "You two guests, did you sleep well last night?"

Zhen Hanshan pressed Er Dong's hand, and said to the man first, "When you sleep, it will be dawn, and you will have no dreams all night."

"It's good to sleep well, it's good to sleep well," the village owner repeated several times in a row, and said: "You two guests, why don't you stay for a few more days, our village will definitely entertain you well."

Zhen Hanshan said with a slight smile, "Being respectful is worse than obeying orders."

The village owner said a few more polite words and sent someone to bring breakfast.Another stranger sent a food box, and all kinds of things were put on the table early.

"It's made by the best craftsman in the village, and it's guaranteed to satisfy the two of you!" said the village owner.

The person holding the food box was a woman, her eyes were dull, but the corners of her mouth raised an unusually obvious arc.When she left, she almost tripped and fell to the ground.

The village owner reprimanded her with words that Er Dong couldn't understand, but the woman's expression remained unchanged, she still smiled dully, and went straight out.

"These clumsy village women made the distinguished guests laugh," the village owner put away his dislike for women, and said to Zhen Hanshan with a smile on his face.

"Two guests, hurry up and have a meal. You must try our rice wine. I dare say that you can't find such a full-bodied wine except in our village."

Zhen Hanshan said, "There is no need for wine, I'm afraid I slept too much last night, and my disciple was a little dizzy, so he can't touch wine."

The village owner smiled when he heard the words, "All right, all right, I'll go and change the rice wine myself, and prepare refreshment soup for the little guests."

After breakfast, Er Dong didn't want to go far, so he put on his cloak and walked around the house.He covered himself so tightly that others couldn't see that part that didn't belong to a person.

However, the people in the village still looked at him strangely, peeping secretly for a while, and lowered their heads to avoid Er Dong's sight.

There is no boy of his age in this village, most of them are old people and children, even young people are rare.Er Dong thought to himself, no wonder they always look at him and Master.

In the corner of the yard, Er Dong saw a familiar figure, it was the child who brought him food yesterday.The child was holding an ax half as tall as he was, and was struggling to chop wood.The firewood was split in half, splashing bits of sawdust.

"You haven't left yet?" The child stared at him with a cold face.

Er Dong didn't provoke him, but for some reason made him unhappy.The child showed his white teeth, and finally forced a smile, but it was a sneer, "If you don't leave, you won't be able to leave."

"Why?" Er Dong asked suspiciously.

The child was still baring his white teeth, and his eyes showed a coldness that didn't match his age, "Master Snake God can't spare you, he likes people your age the most, you can't hide from him."

When Er Dong heard the word "snake god", his expression turned serious. He only knew that the purpose of his and his master's trip was to aim at the snake god.He was still curious before, why the master would agree to stay a little longer when there was weirdness everywhere here. It seems that if he wants to find the snake god, he will have to stay here for a few more days.

"Do you know who the snake god is?" Er Dong wanted to get some words out of the child's mouth.

The child sneered, "No one knows him. Anyone who has seen a snake god is a dead person, but he knows you. He is staring at you all the time. The eyes in your dream are the eyes of the snake god."

The child said a lot of strange words, which made people feel chills down their backs.In his words, the so-called snake god is really a powerful existence.Invisible, shadowless, and ubiquitous, it seems to look down on the gods in the world and see everything.

Is the snake god really a god?

Er Dong couldn't help thinking so.Could it be that Master wants to pray to the snake god for medicine?

Ever since he knew that Master searched all over the ancient books to cure his illness, Er Dong became a little more afraid of death.Even though he knew he was not a good person, or rather a wicked person, he still wanted to live longer.

Even a few more years, no, a few more months would be fine.

Only when people have souvenirs will they be afraid of death.However, he didn't want Master to pray to others for himself, even if they were gods.

When Er Dong returned to the house, Zhen Hanshan saw him frowning and asked why.

Er Dong said truthfully, "Master, is there a god in the world?"

"A monk can become a fairy through practice, but no one can understand the universe and become a god."

"God has no substance, but he can move mountains and fill seas with a single thought. He regards other creatures as ants, and even dragons and phoenixes can't see them, let alone small human beings. But the way of heaven loves people. Since the enlightenment of human beings, gods have fallen one by one. Since then There are no gods anymore."

Er Dong seemed to understand, but only knew that the snake god was not a god.There are immortals in the world, but no gods.Perhaps the existence of gods is too heaven-defying, and the way of heaven takes pity on humble people, so gods gradually fall, and people become the masters of this land.

Zhen Hanshan only told Er Dong about one of them, but also concealed part of it.

It is not that there are no gods anymore in the world, on the contrary, the rise and prosperity of human beings have created a god.It's just that the appearance of this god is a disaster for human beings.

Human beings are small but tenacious, and because of this, they can sow sparks of reproduction in vast lands.In the world of Kyushu, there is no creature like human beings who can create brilliant cities and take root in desolate mountains.However, there is no kind of creature that is as insatiable and intriguing as human beings.

Betrayal, fighting, hatred, people's hearts are unpredictable.For thousands of years, only the human race has caused no less than a hundred civil wars, whether monks or mortals, there are countless people who fought for petty gains and were bloodied.

Heaven loves people, but it is also wicked.This is how the God of Killing was born.

The godhead of killing gods takes thousands of years as a cycle, was born in the world, and washed the world with blood.If people kill each other, it is difficult for the wronged souls to be purified by heaven and earth, and the reincarnation of the godhead will be accelerated.

People in the world only remember the great war caused by the dragon clan's invasion of the south a hundred years ago, but they forget that going back hundreds of years, the god of killing was born on a mortal.This man turned the world into a purgatory, devastated all living beings, and made all things fear.

Maybe it's been too long, mortals pursue power, and monks yearn to become immortals. Everyone has forgotten that there is a precarious sword hanging above their heads.This sharp sword may fall at any time, stabbing the world to pieces.

Those bloody past events eventually became vague legends.Perhaps, only the Yaozu with a long lifespan can still remember a little bit.

Moyuan in the south of Kyushu ushered in early spring.

The spring scene that should have been lively is left here with only silence.Spring has come, but insects, fish, birds, and animals are still frozen in the long cold winter, and the bleak winter season is everywhere.

In the village.

The sky was gloomy and rainy in spring, and the room was a bit stuffy, as if there was a stagnation in the chest after staying for a long time.

Er Dong had nothing to do all day, he really didn't want to go out and be spied on, so he just sat in the room in a daze.The master also sits quietly on the side.Er Dong looked at him, not knowing what the master was thinking. Sometimes, he felt inexplicably that the master's eyes fell on him, but he was thinking of another person.

The master has more experience than him, has met many people and encountered many things, but he has never talked about the past with himself, not a single cent.

Er Dong was a little disappointed. He knew in his heart that he couldn't force too much. After all, his identity was there. It was already his blessing that Master didn't speak ill of him.

Who made him a villain full of murder.

Thinking about it this way, Er Dong feels aggrieved and hates himself. He has no memory of the first half of his life. Except for those fragmented pictures, Er Dong has no understanding of his previous self. It can even be said that the previous self is a stranger to him people.

Why should he bear the guilt of a stranger?Obviously he doesn't know anything, why does this identity full of blood debts fall on his head?

If he didn't have such a heavy identity, maybe the master wouldn't be so indifferent to him, and wouldn't even look dirty at him.

The more Er Dong thought about it, the more wronged he became, but he couldn't vent it out loud, so he could only keep his grievance in his stomach.

Thinking wildly, Er Dong rested his arms on his head and fell asleep unknowingly.He had another long and chaotic dream, and the small voice seemed to be whispering in his ear.

The voices of countless people exploded in his head, but he couldn't hear a word clearly.

What are they talking about?

Why do you keep talking?

Er Dong felt uneasy from the noise, he seemed to be a small boat, and the noisy and fragmentary human words were the raging waves under the boat.The huge waves pushed the boat to the top of the waves, and then dragged it into the abyss.

He covered his ears, but still couldn't block those voices, as if there were countless villains living in his mind, they were screaming, whispering, sneering, crying and laughing like actors on stage .

All of a sudden, the ear was suddenly quiet.

Er Dong opened his eyes.The night entered his eyes, and the gauze fluttered gently in the moonlight.He subconsciously got up to look for Zhenhanshan.But he searched all over the house, but he didn't see the shadow of the man, only the moonlight flowing quietly all over the place.

The thought that frightened him the most came to his mind again and occupied all his thoughts for a moment.Er Dong opened his eyes wide, his pupils filled with dullness and fear.

If the master ignores him, he really has nothing.No parents, no friends, no past, no future... Although you can still breathe and pant, what is the difference from a cold corpse?

A few dark shadows stood outside the house.He rushed out desperately.The moonlight is bright and clear, illuminating the earth.Those black shadows walked dully and slowly under the full moon, their movements stiff like walking corpses.They are all from Luoyun Village.

Those people opened their empty eyes and walked aimlessly on the moonlit earth.

Er Dong couldn't find Zhenhan Mountain.

He searched all over the village, but he couldn't find any blue clothes corners.

Er Dong was full of remorse, he would rather stay in the unnamed mountain with no vegetation all his life, guarding the ordinary courtyard there.Although that kind of life is repetitive and boring, he can see Master's figure when he looks up.

At least, he was at ease then.

Even though Zhenhanshan seldom talked to him, as long as he knew where his master was, he would not feel hesitant.

But now...

The black shadow beside him twitched like a twitch, and those bodies that were as stiff as dead corpses moved for a moment.

The one closest to Er Dong was a middle-aged man, his pupils constricted suddenly, and he collapsed to the ground with fear on his face.

"There are snakes, there are snakes! Don't come here! Don't come here! Don't kill me!" The man bent his fingers and scratched vigorously at his neck, as if something was coiled around his neck, and he wanted to tear it off.

The man rolled his eyes, the black pupils only occupied a small part of the eye sockets.He was foaming at the mouth, and fell to the ground amidst screams and panic.

One after another, black shadows shouted hysterically. "Don't hit me! I was wrong! Let me go, Dad!" "Give it back, don't kill my child!" "Snake! Go away, go away!" "Help me, I'm dying! Help me!" I!"

As if waking up from a nightmare, those people twitched all over their bodies, babbling in their mouths.

The moonlight is still bright and clear, the moon hangs like a huge disc in the sky not far away, close at hand.

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