Holy Bone

Chapter 2 Father and Son in the Rain
February twelve.

In the middle of spring and the month of May, all things are startled.

In this cold spring, the cold wind on the river is as cold as a knife, and the [-] mountains are sinking like a dead tomb.

There is a county on the bank of Yinyi River.

It was a county called Chang.

In another deep mountain and old forest in the Shiwan Mountains.

The rumbling thunder was getting closer and closer, and the mountain was gusting, and the black forest was shaken violently by the strong wind.

It looks like a rainstorm is about to change.

Click!

Above the head, a bolt of lightning ripped through the dark and terrifying sky, and the world was instantly dyed pale white.

The lightning also illuminated a long-abandoned wild temple that stood in the mountains.

Bushes grow outside the temple, these trees are twisted and ugly, old roots have broken out of the ground, and they are covered with moss.

Original.

and deep.

This is a concave basin with mountains on all sides.

The Ruined Wild Temple is in the middle of the basin.

The wild temples are all made of black mountain rocks, but there is an indescribable strangeness and awkwardness, because its beam design is very strange, the middle is low and the two ends are high.

And only the door.

There are no windows designed to circulate air.

rumble.

rumble.

The thunder was getting louder and louder, and the mountains and forests had become so dark that it was almost impossible to see the way forward and coming, and there were bushes and thorns that cut hands everywhere.

He was muddy and embarrassed. He had been lost in the mountains for a day. He couldn't get out of this deep mountain and forest. Fortunately, he finally found a shelter before the rainstorm.

Jin An has passed through.

It has been a day since he crossed into this world.

Who would have thought that in August and September, he went to Kunlun Mountain, which is known as the hometown of the gods, by himself, but accidentally crossed into the strange mountain and forest environment in this cold spring season.

crackling.

The rain hit the leaves, this day, it finally rained, and it soon turned into a torrential rain.

"Dad, Daddy, Daddy, come on, there is a temple in front of us where we can hide from the rain."

"Xiaobao, don't run too fast, it's easy to fall down when the road is slippery in the mountains."

A father and son ran into this wild temple in the rain.

"Ah! Dad, why is there still someone here!"

A thirteen or fourteen-year-old half-eldest rushed into the temple first, and was caught off guard by Jin'an's frightened screams. He didn't expect that there were other people in this deep mountain temple.

"Little Treasure, don't run around, stand beside Dad... This son, are you here to take shelter from the rain?"

The father was dark and sturdy. At first glance, he looked like an honest mountain villager. Although he had a strong local accent, Jin An could still understand seven or eight points by guessing.

In the rain, the father and son were like woodcutters who went into the mountains to chop firewood, with bundled firewood on their backs.

The clothes on his body are ancient Chinese clothes, with coarse linen inside and animal fur to keep out the cold.

This scene in front of me is like walking into the filming scene of an ancient TV drama.

Jin An was stunned.

Meanwhile, click!
Another flash of lightning pierced the sky overhead, dyeing the wild temple pale.

At the same time, it also illuminated a clay statue of a woman enshrined in the wild temple. Perhaps it was a relationship that had been abandoned for too long, and the head of the clay statue had disappeared.

I don't know who this headless temple was originally dedicated to?
When the father and son saw that Jin An didn't answer, they only thought that Jin An was not good at talking, so they kept their distance carefully and went to work on their own.

They found some hay from the temple as a kind of ignition, and then picked out the firewood that was not wet from the rain, and the father skillfully took out the fire stick and set it on fire.

Soon, a warm bonfire was lit in the wild temple, and then the dry food was brought out.

It's a frozen pancake.

The father and son heated the pancakes on the bonfire and ate them with the rainwater from the bamboo tube.

Goooooooo~
Smell the roasted prune pancakes.

The secretion of body fluids in the mouth.

Jin An's stomach was very unsatisfactory and let out a hungry cry.

Jin An's face turned red.

He lost his way in the mountains for a day, and he didn't get a grain of rice all day, and now he was cold and hungry.

"Little brother is hungry, there is still half a pancake left here. If you don't dislike it, little brother, put this half pancake on your stomach first."

The middle-aged man's father, with the dark and rough skin on his face that has been exposed to the sun all the year round, did not coldly reject outsiders, but kindly handed Jin An half a pancake.

Jin An was indeed starving. After thanking him, he devoured the half of the pancake.

After this incident, the relationship between the two sides has become much closer, and Jin An also has a general understanding of the basic situation of the father and son in front of him.

The father's name is Wang Tiegen, and the boy's name is Wang Xiaobao.

The mountain in front of me has no local name, and there are many such ordinary mountains around. The father and son are mountain people living nearby, and they usually make a living by chopping firewood and hunting.

In the past, their father and son would never go so deep into the mountains, mainly because when they were going into the mountains to cut firewood, they suddenly encountered a litter of wild boars and moved.

Every hunter in the mountains knows a saying, one pig, two bears and three tigers.

Wild boars are ferocious, and adult wild boars dare not provoke blind bears and tigers.

The father and son ran for their lives in a panic, but they accidentally went deep into the forest, so they had the scene in front of them.

……

Chatting and chatting, the night gradually fell, and a deep sleepiness began to come up, and the three of them fell asleep one after another leaning against the corner.

I don't know how long I slept.

In a daze.

Jin An heard some movement.

He opened his sleepy, sleepy eyes.

It was Wang Xiaobao who got up from the haystack.

While rubbing his eyes, the child unbuttoned his trouser belt as he walked outside the temple.

"Little treasure, where are you going?"

Wang Tiegen woke up halfway, and cried out sleepily.

"Dad, I'm going to pee." It was Wang Xiaobao's answer.

"Then pee at the door and don't go far."

"Ah."

Jin An didn't know why he was so sleepy tonight, his eyelids were as heavy as lead, and he quickly fell asleep again.

There is no time reference in the mountains.

Jin An didn't know how long he slept this time.

... He was awakened by Wang Tiegen's anxious shouting.

"Little treasure!"

"Little treasure!"

"Xiaobao, where are you, please don't scare me!"

Jin An turned over and woke up: "What's wrong with Uncle Wang, I remember that Wang Xiaobao went out to pee?"

"Has he never come back?"

At this moment, Wang Tiegen was already crying out: "I blame me for this! I don't know why I was dying as soon as I slept today, and I didn't pay attention to Xiaobao!"

"Just now I dreamed that Xiaobao was crying all the time, crying out of pain, crying that there is a ghost in this temple, and the mud statue is eating him, he is about to be eaten up, tell me to run for my life!"

"When I wake up, I search the whole temple, but I can't find Xiaobao!"

The disappearance of the child made Wang Tiegen so anxious.

Jin An was surprised.

Subconsciously, he looked at the clay statue whose head was missing in the temple.

This time, he looked at the headless clay statue again, and for some reason, his heart froze, as if someone was staring directly at him.

Jin An did not believe in ghosts and gods in the era he lived in. He took a deep breath, took courage, picked up the hatchet that Wang Tiegen had placed on the ground, and slashed before the headless clay statue with great strides.

puff.

puff.

As a result, a boy's arm that was chewed by teeth and a bloody head of Wang Xiaobao actually fell out of the clay statue.

"Little treasure!"

Wang Tiegen screamed and jumped in front of his son's head, hugging his head and crying.

But Jin An stood in front of the clay statue and didn't dare to move, his face was stiff, because in addition to Wang Xiaobao's mutilated body, there was half of Wang Tiegen's highly decomposed body in the clay statue!Judging from the high degree of decay, at least he died for ten days and a half months!
However, Wang Tiegen is now holding his son's head at his feet and crying bitterly.

Jin An is cool!

(End of this chapter)