Spring River Flower Moon Night: Set of 2 Volumes

Chapter 46 The Dreamer (5)
"It's been a long time." Fei Xiao squinted her eyes when she saw this old man, like a fox, and seemed to inspire a lot of nature, "Why are you so old?"

"Of course I can't be as young as you, otherwise wouldn't I be called a monster?" The old man laughed loudly, "But I haven't seen you for a hundred years, and you are much more human than before."

"Sure enough, ten years in Hedong and ten years in Hexi, you are full of monsters now." Feixiao asked curiously, "If I don't save your great-grandson tonight, how will you deal with me?"

"What else can I do?" The old Taoist continued to laugh heartily, "Of course, if I, Old Daoist Tian, ​​are out of my wits, I want you, a cunning fox, to suffer!"

"But now is not the time to reminisce about the past, let's go and see the child." Fei Hong pointed to Zhong'er, who was twitching on the bed, and said, "I want to feed him my blood, maybe he can save his life, but his teeth are clenched tightly. Closed, unable to swallow, what should I do?"

The old Taoist smiled and said, "Isn't that easy? I just need to attach to him. It just so happens that this child is not in good health and has a lot of Yin energy, so he is a good material for possession."

After he finished speaking, he threw himself on Zhong'er who was on the bed, and his body disappeared out of thin air with a whoosh.At the same time, although Zhong'er was still profusely sweating, he stopped convulsing and apparently calmed down a lot.

"Hurry up, hurry up..." An old voice suddenly sounded from the immature child's throat, which was extremely strange and terrifying, "I can't last long..."

"The blood has dried up, Zijin, cut me again." After Fei Xiao said, she lifted up her sleeves and handed the sharp knife to Wang Zijin.

"I, I can't do it." Wang Zijin looked at his white arm with veins looming, his hands trembling slightly, he couldn't do it no matter what.

"Hurry up! Or it will be too late!"

"It's really troublesome!" The two were still arguing, but Zhong'er, who was lying on the bed, looked impatient, suddenly violently, and bit Fei Xiao's arm with one bite.

"Wow——you damn old man! Are you taking this opportunity to avenge a hundred years ago?!"

In the pouring rain, a scream rushed out of the roof in an instant, piercing layers of rain curtains.

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The next day, the sun was bright and the rain gradually subsided. When the prince saw that Zhong'er was breathing steadily and his face was rosy, he hurriedly burned the paper talisman into ashes and fed him a drink.

And Fei Xiao's face was like gold paper, her arms were dripping with blood, and she leaned weakly on the bed.

"If you are too tired, don't insist, I will take you out." Wang Zijin looked at his weak appearance, and couldn't help feeling sour.

"No, I have to persevere, and I can't let the dead Taoist see me in a mess." Fei Xiao knew that he was implying that he could turn into a fox, but he still insisted on fighting for it.

"It's daylight, he won't see it."

"That's not okay, I'll send him away." After Fei Hao said that, she reached out to wipe away the blood from the corner of Zhong'er's mouth, staggered into the room, picked up the strand of silver hair, and walked vainly towards the door. go.

"Hey, where are you going?" Wang Zijin didn't understand what he was going to do, so he had to chase after him.

He walked out of the door with one deep kick and one shallow kick, walked through the courtyard, and walked straight into the depths of the mountain.After turning a few corners, Wang Zijin realized that he was going to the grave of the old Taoist.

Because he lost a lot of blood and his body was weak, he walked for more than half an hour on this journey, and when the two arrived at the grave, the sky had already cleared.

The sky is bright and cloudy, the breeze is floating, it is a bright morning, completely different from the rainy days of the previous few days.

"Old man, your grandson will probably survive." Fei Xiao sat down on the ground, facing the stone tablet in front of the grave, and murmured, "And he may live to be more than 100 years old, just like you, because drinking There is too much blood, maybe it will turn into a monster like me."

"Feixiao..." Wang Zijin looked down at him who was in a state of distress, and for some reason, his nose felt a little sour.

"I'll send you away right now, I don't owe you anything now..." Fei Xiao tremblingly took out a strand of white hair from her bosom, twisted her fingers, and a ball of green fire jumped out, and in a blink of an eye Burn that white hair to ashes.

Amidst the flying soot, a figure of an old man laughing gradually emerged.

"Hahahaha, in fact, I just want to bet on whether you really have a heart." Every time the old man said a word, his face became younger, "It looks like you won after all, because your Xinxin, I can't catch you again."

At this time, the Taoist priest's face was no different from that of a young man in his twenties, with a strong body and a red face.

"Old Daoist, I have never regretted meeting you in my whole life." He smiled at Feihong, then quickly walked across the grave and walked into the dense green forest without even turning his head.

The ethereal and light figure disappeared in the depths of the dense forest in a blink of an eye.

"Where did he go?" Wang Zijin looked at the Infinity Mountain, with endless sunrises, feeling agitated and unable to control himself.

"Maybe I can finally relax and reincarnate in time..." Fei Xiao smiled slightly, looked at the direction where the Taoist priest disappeared, and said to the prince, "Zi Jin, do you know? In fact, he still won the bet. "

"Oh, why do you say that?"

"Because part of my spiritual power has been given to his great-grandson forever and turned into the flesh and blood of that child. What is the difference between catching me?" , It seems to have picked up a big deal.

Wang Zijin looked at Fei Xiao who was trembling with laughter and couldn't sit still, and suddenly felt an incomprehensible feeling.

It seems that people and monsters are really different, and they can't communicate for a lifetime.

After Fei Xiao laughed that day, she returned to her original shape and turned into a white fox. Wang Zijin had no choice but to buy another bamboo basket from a villager and carry him on the road.

But before leaving, he deliberately returned to Tian's house and told Zhong'er's mother that if there were any strange changes in the child after he grew up, it was probably because of drinking Feixiao's blood.

"What will change? Will it become more and more like Mr. Hu?" Mrs. Tian said, her eyes filled with anticipation. Like him, I can die in peace."

"I-I don't know about this, I have to wait until the child grows up to know..." Wang Zijin became more guilty as he spoke, and hurriedly left.

Moreover, he was afraid that Feixiao would reveal his true colors, and he would not be able to hold on to his face. Even though the Tian family tried every means to keep him, he still insisted on his own opinion and set out on the road.

On the rugged mountain road, Wang Zijin walked briskly down the mountain, humming a ditty in the setting sun.At the other end of the mountain road, there was a middle-aged man, carrying a burden, climbing up the mountain with difficulty.

"Let me help you." Seeing that he was struggling, Wang Zijin hurriedly grabbed his backpack and sent him to the mountain.

"Thank you, you're such a good man." The middle-aged man patted him helplessly on the huge burden on his back, "It's full of medicine, I hope this time it can cure my son's illness."

Wang Zijin looked at his red face, and it became more and more familiar. He asked tentatively, "Excuse me, sir, is your surname Tian?"

"Huh? How do you know my surname?" The middle-aged man was startled, "You are obviously not from our town, so how did you know?"

"It's just a guess, it's just a guess..." He hurriedly retreated while trying to smooth things over, "I know a person named Tian who looks very similar to Mr. I didn't expect that not only do you look alike, but you even have the same surname..."

He walked while talking, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.He thought of that stormy night, a little boy's unreasonable speculation, and thought of the so-called dream of seeing the future.

It seems that a dream is a dream, and reality is reality. Once confused, it will lead to terrible consequences.

A month later, Fei Xiao's physical strength has completely recovered, but he has another problem, he likes to sit by the window in a daze when he has nothing to do.

"What are you thinking about?" Wang Zijin was able to get used to his meditation at first, but now he became more and more impatient, because it took him a day to think about it, and he didn't even bother to say a word.

"Zi Jin, what do you think Zhong'er will be like when he grows up?" Fei Xiao's face was pale, and she couldn't control herself. "Will he have an outstanding appearance like me? Even if he doesn't have the same appearance, at least Can you be proficient in different arts and be famous all over the world?"

After Wang Zijin heard a few words, he almost offered his breakfast, but because of his feelings, he still nodded and praised him, which immediately made Fei Xiao feel elated, and slipped downstairs to order two chickens from the restaurant.

The so-called bright moon is born on the sea, and the end of the world shares this time.

At the same time, in the small town on the mountain, there was a boy sitting at the dining table full of energy, holding a chicken leg and gobbling it up.

His mother was watching from the side, choked with sobs and tears, and kept saying to the child's father: "I really didn't lie to you, that Mr. Hu is really a dragon and a phoenix among men, and looks like a fairy. But, but for some reason, Zhong I didn't get any benefit from him, but I learned a lot from his gluttony!"

"Ah—" His father looked at the bright moon in the blue sky and sighed long.

The moon is still full and short, and life is not destined to be perfect.

(End of this chapter)