Spring River Flower Moon Night: Set of 2 Volumes

Chapter 44 The Dreamer (3)
"As expected." Fei Xiao's figure flashed, she quickly stood up from the ground, ran quickly to the bedside, and frowned at the twitching child, "It seems that this is really the worst case."

"What do you mean by that?" Wang Zijin looked at him fixedly, his heart as cold as ice.

"Didn't you also guess it?" Fei Xiao pressed Zhong'er's heart, "He is basically a child who is already sick and dying, but he is still alive in this world because of some magical power."

"Yes..." Wang Zijin nodded slowly, "As soon as I touched his body just now, I immediately understood, no wonder the lady didn't let me touch him the day before yesterday."

The two were talking, but they saw the black monster on the ground writhing and wriggling to the side of the bed, inserting its branch-shaped fingers into Zhong'er's mouth as if breastfeeding.

Gradually Zhong'er stopped convulsing, her breathing was steady, and her face turned red.He quietly curled up in the corner of the bed and fell asleep, looking no different from a normal child.

The arm completed its task and exited the door without a sound. If it weren't for the messy tables and chairs and the mud on the wall, it would have been as if it had never been here at all.

"It came to save him?" Wang Zijin clenched his fists, his knuckles were blue and white, "What can we do? If it's just a monster that hurts people, it's easy to do, just drive it away, but now how to replace it to save the child ?”

Fei Xiao was also extremely depressed, sitting on the edge of the bed with a low expression, "Fortunately, I wasn't so reckless just now, otherwise I would have cut it off with a single knife, and it would have really ruined the big deal."

"But what exactly is it?"

"If I'm not mistaken, it may be a low-level monster in the mountains. It is responsible for absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, and then quietly conveys the aura to this child in the dead of night. This boy relies on the energy he gets every night This little bit of spiritual energy has survived until now." Fei Xiao picked up the wooden box, took out a paper talisman, and looked at it carefully, "This talisman is actually a medium to help him turn spiritual power into flesh and blood."

"Then the reason why he has prophetic dreams is also because of the spiritual power?"

"Yes, he has been living by absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, and it is inevitable that he will have insight into some future things."

"Then what can we do? Are we going to draw thousands of spells for him so that he can continue to live like this?"

"Of course not, there must be a way to get the best of both worlds." Fei Xiao looked at the dancing candlelight, with a strange smile on her lips, "Otherwise, how could that old Taoist think of me?"

At this moment, Zhong'er, who was sleeping soundly, turned over, his lips trembled slightly, and he uttered a few vague words: "Grandpa... is coming back..."

Hearing this, Wang Zijin recalled what he saw in the forest during the day, and he was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat and his scalp went numb.

Fei Xiao, who was sitting on the side, also held her breath and listened intently to his sleep talk.

"I'm so tired..." However, the boy frowned again, and began to talk about his mother, "Mother... holding something that shouldn't be held..."

"It's just a dream." The prince came back to his senses after a long while, trying to comfort himself, "We both went to see the old Taoist's grave during the day, he is indeed dead, how come back? Haha, haha..."

He laughed twice, but the more he laughed, the more guilty he became.

"That's right, he is indeed dead." Fei Xiao was silent for a while, then nodded affirmatively, "If he hadn't died, there wouldn't be that monster that came every night just now."

"You, you mean to say that the old man bought that disgusting thing with his life?" This was really beyond his expectation.

"Of course, otherwise, how could a mountain demon use his essence to feed a human child every night?" Seeing that Zhong'er's eyelids trembled slightly, showing signs of waking up, Fei Xiao hurriedly took out a baby from the wooden box. A piece of paper talisman was burned to ashes, mixed with tea and fed to him.

"Brother Hu, why is this room so messy? Did you fight with someone just now?" Zhong'er drank the water weakly and asked curiously.

"No, you can rest assured to sleep, it's just that we accidentally knocked over." Wang Zijin felt pity in his heart, and even lowered his voice a little.

"I dreamed about my great-grandfather just now..." He muttered softly, his face full of nostalgia.

"Did he say anything?" Wang Zijin is most afraid of his great-grandfather right now. Hearing these words is like hearing the call of Hades.

"No, he just stood by the door and smiled at me..." After all, Zhong'er was young, and after saying this, he fell into a sleepy dream again.

Seeing him falling asleep, Fei Xiao called the servants to take their place.

It was the middle of the night at this time, the rain outside the window had stopped, the cold wind was blowing, and the air was fresh.The two felt heavy, and after explaining what happened to Mrs. Tian, ​​they went back to their rooms to rest.

However, when the prince entered the courtyard, he saw an old man in a tattered Taoist robe standing by the gate in the darkness.

The old man was unkempt, and he seemed very happy to see him, smiling until the wrinkles on his face blossomed.

"F, Fei..." He was so frightened that he almost didn't come up, and tremblingly pulled Fei, who was walking in front, "You-look...then, what is that..."

"Huh?" Fei Xiao turned around in response, but the old Taoist had already disappeared.

The night was as black as ink, only the shadows of the whirling trees swayed in the wind in strange gestures.

六

Because of that glimpse in the middle of the night, Wang Zijin tossed and turned in fright, unable to fall asleep no matter what.

But unexpectedly, there was only the gentle breeze of the mountain and the sound of insects in his ears, not even a little extra sound, and he finally fell into a dreamland in a daze.

The next day was still gloomy, but what was more gloomy than the weather was Fei Hong's complexion.

Early in the morning, I saw him sitting at the dinner table with a gloomy face, his brows were furrowed, and his lips were pursed, as if everyone owed him a dime.

Since Wang Zijin got acquainted with him, he has always seen him as suave and cynical, and there is no time for him to be so serious.Only Mingzhe protects himself, picks up his job and eats it, and doesn't say a word of unnecessary words.

"What's wrong with Mr. Hu?" Mrs. Tian obviously also felt the great pressure, and she whispered to Prince Jin, "Did we make him angry because of our poor hospitality?"

"I guess he was tired last night." Wang Zijin replied confidently, "But I can guarantee that if I make a pot of delicious chicken soup tonight, his complexion will immediately improve."

As soon as he said this, the simple woman seemed to have received the imperial edict, and hurriedly ordered the servants to catch chickens in the backyard.

All of a sudden, chickens and dogs jumped around in the yard, very lively.

However, Fei Xiao's expression was always cold, and she didn't even lift her eyelids.

After breakfast, Fei Xiao strolled to the courtyard again, watching Zhong'er playing with the servants in the courtyard, worried and frowning.

"Ah Fu, I'm afraid..." Zhong'er is a child after all, how can he continue to play under such eyes, picked up the shuttlecock and hid in the servant's arms, "We don't want to play anymore, I'm going to talk to my mother Learn to read."

In an instant, only Fei Xiao was left standing by the pine tree in the courtyard.Dressed in white like snow, with a sad face, against the gloomy sky, he looked extraordinarily thin and lonely.

"Fei Xiao, what's the matter with you?" Wang Zijin walked over on tiptoe, "Is there something on your mind? It might feel better to say it."

"There are only five days left..." He said softly, not even looking at the prince, still staring at the empty field.

"Why are there only five days left?"

"It's that spell, didn't you pay attention last night?" Fei Xiao seemed to have finally sensed his presence, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and she stared into his eyes coldly, "In other words, that child still has five days to live." .”

"Don't you know how to draw talismans? Can't you just draw two for him?" Wang Zijin was very puzzled, "As long as you have enough time, what kind of method can't you think of?"

"How can that be? I'm not his great-grandfather." Fei Xiao smiled bitterly, "It's a monster summoned by the old Taoist with his life, and a spell drawn with his painstaking efforts. How can I easily imitate it? If it’s not good, it will cost the child’s life.”

Originally, Wang Zijin's idea was that it was impossible to leave a lot of spells and leave. Anyway, the two of them are not gods, so how can they bring a dying person back to life?
But hearing Fei Xiao's words, he immediately felt a stagnation in his chest and a chill in his heart.

When he arrived at this time, he understood why Fei Xiao was depressed and had a sad face.

He stared blankly at the empty courtyard, full of sadness.The sky is covered with dark clouds, oppressive and heavy, it seems that a mountain rain is coming again.

"Zi Jin, how precious is a human life?" Fei Xiao suddenly asked inexplicably, looking up at the endless sky.

"I don't know, I just know that I will be very sad when everyone I know dies." Wang Zijin didn't think about why he asked this question at all, and only replied quietly, "At first, I thought they were only for a short time. Leaving, but after a long time, only to find that they will never come back, that kind of feeling is like death."

"Oh, so it's like this..." Fei Xiao lowered her head, thoughtful.

Although there were sumptuous dishes and delicious chicken soup on the dinner table that night, Fei Xiao did not come out to eat. Wang Zijin was so amazed that she almost took her eyes out of the window.

"My lord, what's going on?" Mrs. Tian rubbed her hands anxiously, "Do you think Mr. Hu has found a cure for Zhong'er's illness, and that's why he doesn't think about eating or drinking?"

"Probably, he is always too serious." Wang Zijin lied with a serious face, knowing that even if the sky fell, Fei Xiao would still miss his chicken, and something big must happen this time.

However, Fei Xiao's hunger strike was obviously not a temporary one, he was still missing at the dinner table the next day, and on the third day, he even locked himself in the room, refusing to come out no matter what.

"Zijin, don't disturb me. I do things in my own way. I will show up when I should." Wang Zijin was really worried about him, so he brought a bowl of chicken drumsticks to his door, but he only got such an unsatisfactory sentence. Not light words.

Seeing how time flies, there is only one paper talisman left in the wooden box, and the night of the fifth day falls as scheduled.Looking at the gloomy and dark sky outside the window, Wang Zijin felt hopeless in his heart.

Tonight might be Zhong'er's last night in this world. After tonight, there will be no monster willing to feed him with spiritual energy.

That little boy will pass away quietly like duckweed, like a broken butterfly, like all the rootless and ownerless creatures in the world.

However, when Wang Zijin was at a loss, there was a sudden knock on the door.

He hurried to the door of the room and opened it, only to see Fei Xiao standing outside the door with a smile on her face.

I haven't seen him for three days, his original handsome face was a bit haggard, showing a trace of blood loss paleness, but his eyes were like a beast in the middle of the night, shining brightly.

"Fei Xiao, have you figured out a way?" Seeing his smile, Wang Zijin was overjoyed, "Great, the child is finally saved!"

"I've thought of the solution a long time ago. I've just been preparing for the past few days. In order to make my breath clear and clean, I have to fast for a while." Fei Xiao said and waved to him, "Come with me, we're going Save Zhong'er."

"Bigu?" Wang Zijin followed behind him wonderingly, suddenly startled, and cried out, "You, you don't want to sacrifice yourself to save him, do you?"

"Other than this, there seems to be no other way." Fei Xiao said indifferently, "It's just a loss of some of my morality, but it can save a life, so it's a good deal."

Wang Zijin knew that he had always been away from the world and had no concern for human life, old age, sickness and death. It was rare for him to do such a kind deed, and he couldn't help being greatly moved.

However, before the two of them reached the courtyard, a figure rushed out from under the eaves and bumped into Fei Xiao's arms.

The man panicked and looked excited, but it was the servant Ah Fu.

"Grand master, it's not good." Ah Fu stammered, "Sir, no! It's the young master, he's gone!"

"How could this happen?" Wang Zijin was startled, "Don't he know that tonight is very important?"

"Mr. Hu told his wife that he would treat the young master tonight. I just came to see him, but I found that the room was empty. He didn't even need dinner."

Fei Xiao rolled her eyes, as if she had guessed something, she turned to Prince Jin and said, "Zi Jin, hurry up and get that child back, if you guess correctly, he must have sneaked out alone, probably not Run far away. My wife and I will prepare things for the practice, and treat him as soon as he comes back."

Wang Zijin was so anxious that he ran across the courtyard and ran straight to the gate without waiting for his order.

At this time, a muffled thunder suddenly sounded from the sky, and big raindrops fell in response, immediately hitting the ground with smoke and dust, and the road ahead was boundless.

Seven

The sky was getting dark and the mountain road was muddy. Wang Zijin ran with Ah Fu in the precarious mountain forest, and lost his way after a while.

"What should I do?" Ah Fu rubbed his hands anxiously, "It's raining so hard, it will be dangerous if we can't find it tonight."

"He's just a child, so he shouldn't run far." The rain was pouring down, blinding Wang Zijin's eyes. He opened his eyes with difficulty, and pointed to a small path, "I'll go over there and look for it. Search the area carefully, and if you find the child, go home as soon as possible."

After saying that, he slid step by step into the depths of the long grass. His clothes were soaked by the rain, and they were all stuck to his body, cold and heavy.The further he walked, the more he felt dizzy. He felt that the sky and the earth were filled with cold rain, and he quickly lost his direction.

This is how to do?The boy is still so young, is he going to die in this mountain?
Just when he was at a loss and was at a loss, suddenly a figure in the dense forest flickered, and an old man with gray hair and a shabby Taoist robe stood out.

The old man was grinning with his mouth missing his front teeth, showing him a sinister grin.

"Wow——" In this dark rainy night, such a scary old man suddenly appeared, and he was startled. He staggered and fell to the ground, his legs and feet were weak, and he couldn't get up anyway.

However, the old man didn't approach, and only stretched out his arm like dry wood, pointing in one direction.

What does this old man mean?Are you showing the way?
He got up from the ground tremblingly, and walked in the direction pointed by the old man in doubt.The old man stood behind him and nodded slightly towards him, as if applauding him very much.

Maybe this old man is not some harmful ghost?
However, just as he had this thought, when he saw the old man's bleeding face and slightly red eyes, a chill shot up his back, and he jumped into the distance like a frightened rabbit.

But he was fine if he didn't run, just after running for a few steps, he saw a bluish-white mass curled up under the big tree, vaguely it was a child.

"Zhong'er, is that you? Why did you run here so silently?" Wang Zijin was ecstatic, and ran over a few steps, but seeing the child's pale complexion and weak body, it was indeed Zhong'er who had run away from home.

"Brother Wang, how do you know I'm here?"

"I, I came along the mountain road, and I happened to see you." He wanted to say that his dead great-grandfather pointed him the way, but at this time the sky was dark and the shadows of the trees were swaying, so if he said it, his little brother would probably be confused. The child is scared to death, it is better to shut up.

"I don't want to be cured..." Zhong'er gave Wang Zijin a sad look, buried her head between her knees, and started to cry softly.

"Why? Don't you want to grow up?"

"Because I don't want to lose the ability to dream about the future..." Zhong'er suddenly burst into tears, "If I lose the ability, what will mother do? People in the town will definitely not help us anymore, mother will live a very happy life difficult."

"How could it be? Isn't your father still there?" Wang Zijin couldn't help laughing at the child's unreasonable worries, "He knows that you have recovered from illness, so he will definitely not continue to travel outside. After the family is reunited, what hardships can't be endured?"

"Brother Wang, I have never dared to say it..." Zhong'er looked at Wang Zijin with erratic eyes, "Two months ago, I had a dream. I dreamed of my father, who already had a new wife in another place s home."

Wang Zijin's heart sank, his throat was hard, and he wanted to say something comforting, but found that he couldn't say it anyway.

"There is a healthy child in that family, who is completely different from me." Zhong'er said softly, dejectedly, "From that moment on, I knew that Daddy would never come back again."

(End of this chapter)