not a monster

Chapter 154 Girl, Stone, Wind and Flower

The rain in summer is endless, and the wind in autumn is endless.

It was very windy today, the last physical education class in the morning, the coolness poured in through the collar and sleeves, and the corners of the clothes couldn't stop agitating.

Feng Wuli saw the monster again this morning.

Obviously, this little monster came to find him, probably because of a word that he talked too much this morning, but he didn't expect to be entangled again.

What a hassle.

He sighed, and sat in a cool place by the playground, the shadows of the trees changed one after another, and the light and shadows in the gaps between the trees on the concrete floor of the school road were rippling, like a school of fish under the surface of a shallow sea. The group swam past the boy under the tree.

The gust of wind would fiddle with the flying flags on the playground from time to time, and I would go to see the boys chasing a ball on the field, and I would lie on the window of the teaching building to see what the people inside were doing.

But no matter what he is doing, he will not stay for a long time and skip it in a hurry.

When the wind stops, it is no longer the wind. No one can restrain such a monster.

"Aren't you going to eat later? Student Gao Yu." He asked the person next to him.

"Are you sick?" The fat man wiped his sweat.

He doesn't know how to play basketball and likes to play shuttlecock, but the wind doesn't allow him to play shuttlecock, so he enjoys the shade in the shade with the fishing team.

The wind walked out of the shade unreasonably.

He walked along the running path, and the monster saw him coming out, and ran over happily.

There is a strong wind blowing around.

"You're willing to talk to me?"

"I am not those bad monsters, I am those good monsters, don't be afraid of me."

"Don't hit me either."

Beside Feng Wuli, a white-haired boy suddenly appeared, looking at him expectantly, looking full of childishness.

And a little scared.

Feng Wuli had to walk faster so that the other party could follow him, otherwise if he stopped, the other party would walk away from him.

Just like the succubus can't help being in heat, and the wind elf can't stop, monsters are always weird, and Feng Wureason chooses to respect them.

"What do you want to ask?"

"Do you know where the flower growing on the stone is? I've been looking for it for a long time, it's a very beautiful flower." He suddenly appeared on Feng Wuli's left.

Feng Wuidean thought for a while: "I heard someone said that they saw flowers growing on a stone by the Xiangjiang River. You can go to the Xiangjiang River to look for it."

The white-haired boy scratched his head embarrassingly: "Well, where is the riverside?"

Feng Wuli sighed, and glanced at the young man beside him.

The other party lowered his head in embarrassment, then looked up at him quietly.

"It's in this direction, about a few miles away, and you will see a very wide river. If you walk along the banks of the river, you may be able to find the flowers you are looking for."

"In this direction... I see, thank you so much."

Feng waved his hands unreasonably and stopped.

A classmate behind him asked him to play basketball together.

Now that the sun is still shining, Feng Wuli doesn't want to collide passionately with a large group of old men on a hot day, so he goes to find a beautiful little girl at the same table to play badminton.

Jiang Nao was sitting among the girls with a badminton racket in his arms. He was a little surprised when he heard Feng Wuli call him to play badminton, but he readily agreed.

"But it's very windy today."

"It has stopped."

As soon as Feng Wuli finished speaking, the restless wind stopped, and the playground returned to heat death. The wind did not move, the trees did not move, and the shadows did not move.

Jiang Nao whispered: "Did you drive that monster away?"

"It's not to drive away, he just came to ask for directions."

"It's so fun."

"Actually, it's quite dangerous. There are restless guys among monsters, so it's okay not to get close or not to get close. Even if they are good monsters, there is no need to know them."

"Huh? Why?"

Feng Wuidean thought about it, and took the badminton racket.

Playing badminton with a little girl is not about winning or losing, so he also plays very healthy.

"The lifespan of monsters is generally much longer than that of humans. In the eyes of monsters, humans are as fragile as moths. You don't want to know a moth that will wither in a few days, or have sex with a moth. friend."

Jiang Nao looked at him, didn't say anything, and spoke after a while.

"What the monster thinks, humans should never be able to guess."

Feng Wuli froze for a moment, then nodded with a smile: "Yes."

The white-haired boy turned into a gust of wind and headed towards the direction the wind pointed at unreasonably.

It's just that he is just a gust of wind after all, and he can't go in one direction. Sometimes when he encounters other winds, he will be carried to another direction.

At first he was heading straight towards the river, but before he knew it, he moved away again.

When he saw a lot of novel things below, he would look around and smile again to see, listen to, and talk to them.

Taste the various sights, sounds, and smells of this world.

But never stopped in one place.

Wherever it passes, a gust of wind will blow across the ground.

But it was obvious that he had gone the wrong way again. He was a little annoyed, so he searched for the boy he met today again.

Before the sunset, he met the human being who could see him again, so he quickly chased after him.

Feng Wuli rode his bicycle to the incense and candle shop, and greeted him first when he saw him: "It's you again, did you find the flower you were looking for growing on the rock?"

The white-haired boy was a little shy, and followed behind him. Feng Wuli felt surrounded by the wind, and followed him through the city, sweeping away.

He was a little embarrassed and said: "Well, can you take me to the river?"

Feng Wuli turned his head and glanced at him, the sunset glowed red, and sighed: "Follow me."

"You are a great person!"

Feng Wuli asked him why he went to find that flower.

The white-haired boy walked happily.

He said his name was Feng Ting.

At the beginning of his birth, he was a stone, and he was also beside a big river, which was more than 800 years ago.

He meets someone.

It was a strange person, a girl who often appeared by the river where Feng Ting was.

That person would often watch the river silently alone, blowing the river wind.

Most of the monsters in the world are born from gathering spirits. When Feng Ting was born, he was just a bunch of active spirits, and he was attached to a stone.

That girl seemed to live nearby, and she came during the day and at night, sometimes with a maid or guard behind her, and sometimes by herself.

One night, she looked at the stone covered with little spirits, and suddenly said:
"You can hear me, can't you?"

Feng Ting couldn't understand the meaning of the other party's words at the time.

But the other party seems to be sure that he can hear the other party's words. In addition to coming every day, he will also talk to the stone.

"It's a beautiful day, no one can tell you a thing or two, you must be very lonely, how about I tell you about the outside world?"

She said that she lived by the river and had no worries about food and clothing at home, but she just didn't like it.

What is the outside world like?

There are continuous mountains, uninhabited deserts, sometimes scary and sometimes quiet blue seas, camel bells from farther places, vast grasslands with countless cattle and sheep, and peaks with clouds under your feet after climbing up. In a big city of tens of 10 people, the city is brightly lit even at night, like a mountain fire at night.

The girl is sitting on a stone, her skirt fluttering in the wind.

She would come to the riverside every day to tell Shitou about the outside world. Feng Ting knew that she had never been out, and those things were all hearsay, but she could also hear the expectation for the outside world from the girl's voice.

This can't help but make him look forward to it.

"The group training in the clan does not allow the clansmen to go out, but I really want to go out instead of staying in this barren frontier for the rest of my life."

She said that she likes looking at the river, because the water in the river comes from a very distant place, and she likes things that are very far away.

A young girl and a stone accompany each other under the sunset, and the Xiangjiang River is sparkling.

The wind is very noisy today.

The next day, the girl also came.

Feng Ting began to look forward to her telling him the stories outside.

"Really? You also want to go further." The girl seemed to be able to hear his expectation.

"I'll give you a name. You can take my surname. Your name is Feng Ting."

In her mouth, besides the scenery outside, there are many stories and anecdotes.

A hero with a donkey and a sword walking the Nanguan Road alone;
There is a pipa girl whose skill surpasses all others on the Huai River painting boat;
There are high officials who sit in the high hall and judge cases like gods;
There is a poet who has written such a swan song that his belt gradually widens and he does not regret it, and he is haggard for Yixiao.

The stone wanted to talk to her, but he couldn't say anything, because he had never seen anything worth talking about.

In ten years, she has grown into a very beautiful woman with a wind in her skirt.

"Feng Ting, I plan to go out."

"I have never been to this Kyushu."

"There are so many mountains and rivers, I have to go out once."

"I'm going to make a small boat and escape along this river."

"Your stone is too heavy, so I won't move it away... What's the matter, I am very reluctant?"

"You just wait here. I want to go out and see all the scenery in this world. If I come back, I will tell you about my trip."

"It's also possible that I won't come back, and I may die outside. In this way, we may never see each other again."

"Oh, you really want to follow me?"

The woman's laughter was like a silver bell, and the wind carried freedom. This land hanging from the south, this small town in the remote mountains, and the girl's family are like an iron lock.

But this woman is the wind, and the wind cannot be locked.

"Well, if I can't come back in the future, I will plant a very beautiful flower on a rock, so that you can recognize my flower at a glance. If you go out too, you will see the flowers on the rock. flowers, you will recognize me."

"By that time, I must have been to many places, already far away from here, you have to cross many mountains, many rivers to meet me, you see the flower, you can see the scenery I have seen gone."

"I will plant that flower in a faraway place in this world, and that flower will tell you about my wonderful life for me."

He saw that girl, setting up a simple raft, picked a dark night and quietly drifted away along the river.

The man said goodbye to her, but the stone could not respond to the other party.

What the woman didn't know was that in the tenth year, the spirits on that stone also came together, and a monster was born.

"My name is...Feng Ting."

A wind blew up along the river, and the wind turned into a ray of breeze in the world, blowing towards the world.

He wants to see a lot of scenery, and wants to see the thousands of rivers and mountains in the woman's mouth.

Later, he really went to see the vast grassland, the rushing river, the mountain top higher than the clouds, the unpredictable sea, and the bustling city like a burning city at night.

I also went to see many people and met many monsters.

Heroes, wealthy businessmen, ladies, scholars, he listened to their stories in the wind, and in their stories was a gust of wind in the background.

participated in, passed through;

but never stopped;

He wanted to see more things, thinking that when he saw that woman again, he would no longer just listen, but tell her about the scenery he encountered along the way.

He had seen enough and had enough to say to that woman, but the wind had blown on this land for more than 800 years and never stopped.

He never met that woman.

Feng Wuli rode his bicycle up to Jiwei, the river was right in front of him, the orange light shone on the river, and the cement floor was still warm.

As soon as he appeared, the wind blew by the river.

"That was a remarkable woman."

The wind sounds cheerful, even he knows that the woman is probably withered.

But she has definitely lived a brilliant life, she must have seen as many scenery as him, her life must be very exciting.

He couldn't wait to see the woman's story, even though many years had passed, he still couldn't bear it.

That is the dream that Fengting has been chasing for 800 years.

"It's windy, it's so hot just now."

"Yeah, it's so cool."

People walking by the river expressed joy at the sudden wind.

Feng Wuli rode his bicycle along the road by the river, Feng Ting followed beside him, happily talking about the girl.

Feng Wuli smiled and listened to him.

Listening to him, Feng Wuli can also see the same scenery that Fengting has seen for more than 800 years.

Finally, I found a stone standing by the river in front of me. The embankment slanted down, and the stone stood by the river.

A blue flower bloomed on it.

"Is that it? It's really beautiful."

Feng Wuli felt that the flowers contained a strong spirit.

As early as when he heard the story of Feng Ting, he knew which girl belonged to a family of practitioners, and what concerned him most was that the family had the surname Feng.

"Ha, I found it!" Feng Ting recognized the flower at a glance.

But when he saw the stone, he was a little stunned.

"I'll plant that flower far, far away from here..."

In the picture, the smiling woman said to the stones by the river.

When I see my eyes again.

The woman is nowhere to be seen, and a flower of hers bloomed on the rock.

It turns out that this place is not very far away, this is the starting point of Feng Ting and that woman.

On the flower is a woman's life;
On the third day of sailing on the raft, the clansmen sent by the family captured her and brought her back to the family, and she was never allowed to step out of the clan.

Until decades later, that free and easy little girl was already very old.

Before she died, she came to the river, looked at the stone, and apologized.

A flower is planted.

The flower was still swaying in the wind, Feng Wuli hurriedly looked behind him, and the white-haired boy stared blankly at the flower.

"That's it."

The wind by the river disappeared, and the never-ending footsteps of the white-haired boy stopped.

"Thank you for leading me to find her." The boy thanked Feng unreasonably.

"Well, this flower...is very beautiful." He didn't know what to say for a while.

How would Feng Ting feel at this moment? The person who had always been his target had never gone out.

"Well, it is very beautiful."

Feng Wuli watched him sit next to the stone, and said to the flower:

"It's a beautiful day, no one can tell you a thing or two, you must be very lonely, how about I tell you about the outside world?"

(End of this chapter)