Chapter 121 The story of a man with a baby looking for his wife (1)
It was getting late, the moon appeared, and there were many shadows in the mountains and forests, and there was movement from time to time.
The two lost boys were trembling, not daring to take a step forward, but they could not find the way back. Whenever there was any small movement, it was a test of their heart's endurance.
"Brother, what should we do? Will we not be able to go back?" The five-year-old commoner boy held his brother's hand, his voice was crying, and the tears on his small face were not dry, but new traces were added, and he was embarrassed. And funny.
My brother was two years older, but he was still a little kid, so he was naturally scared. He held his brother's hand across his neck and walked forward, complaining, "It's all your fault for chasing that wild rabbit into the forest." Here, now it’s okay, whether we can go out tonight or not is a question.”
They are the children of ordinary families at the foot of the mountain. Although they are locals, because of the terrible legends on this mountain, no one dares to approach it. The roads in the forest are not familiar to adults, let alone children.
The younger brother knew it was his fault. He didn't dare to refute. He leaned close to his brother and looked at everything around him in fear. "My parents said that there is a mountain ghost on the mountain. If the mountain ghost finds out, he will catch him." We ate in the past...Brother, will we encounter a mountain ghost?"
The elder brother swallowed nervously, patted his younger brother on the head, and said calmly: "Those are all stories used to deceive children. Do you believe it?"
In fact, many children believe this story.
The old man in the village said that a long time ago, a plague broke out in the town and many people died. Later, a Taoist priest came and pointed out that there was an evil spirit doing evil in the town.
Thanks to the Taoist priest who suppressed the evil spirits, peace was restored in the town, and the survivors in the village were able to live in peace.
It is said that the Taoist priest suppressed the evil spirit on this mountain. The evil spirit transformed into a mountain ghost. Unwilling to be trapped, it often wandered in the mountains and forests, waiting to hunt down people who strayed into the mountains and forests.
A woodcutter once swore, "When I was collecting firewood, I saw a mountain ghost from a distance. It was a man in red clothes and white hair, with a green face and fangs, and hands as sharp as claws. He had three heads and six arms. It was extremely scary!"
"You're bragging!" Orion joined in the fun when he was drunk, "The mountain ghost I saw has a slim figure and a very beautiful face. Her fairy-like appearance must be meant to seduce people's souls, but she is clearly a woman! ”
"The mountain ghost is a man!"
"The mountain ghost is a woman!"
People in the village can't decide whether the mountain ghost is male or female, but regardless of whether it is male or female, it must be very scary.
The two children moved forward with fear and based on their feelings. Slowly, they saw the flickering light of fire.
Dark clouds cover the moon, which should be bright and hot firelight, but now it is glowing with a faint blue, as if there is an icy chill that can freeze the air at any time.
But the red figure had been sitting by the fire, holding his chin with both hands, staring motionlessly at the pheasant roasting on the shelf.
The pheasant was shiny with oil, and its scent spread with the night wind, reaching the noses of the two children again.
They clutched their rumbling stomachs and wanted to ask the person in the distance for some food, but they didn't dare to get close.
The younger brother whispered: "Brother, is that a mountain ghost?"
"Probably...probably not. Mountain ghosts are cannibals. How could they eat pheasants?"
"Then can we ask him to tell us the way down the mountain?"
Both children were a little scared. After taking some time to gather their courage, they approached cautiously. When they got closer, the man's appearance gradually became clearer.
This is a young man in red clothes and white hair. He is thin and looks about seventeen or eighteen years old. His skin is pale and his long white hair is messy. It moves gently in the wind. Against the background of the fire, it looks like moonlight.
Sensing someone approaching, the young man raised his eyes. His rare red eyes, like the color of blood, would draw a person's soul away to the terrifying underworld. The two children screamed. They turned around and ran in panic, but they hit a tree and both fell to the ground.
Then, the crisp sound of metal collision echoed above their heads.
They opened their eyes, and at some point, the strange-looking young man was already standing in front of them.
The white-haired boy's face was pale, without any rosy color. The red robe looked like a Taoist robe, but it was loose and fluttering in the wind, which highlighted his thin but tall figure under the white tunic. quantity.
The "dinging, clanging" sound of metal collisions came from the pendant he wore around his waist, and several copper coins strung together by red ropes. In the cold and windy night, it made people have goosebumps all over their bodies.
White hair, red eyes, bloodless complexion.
He looked at them quietly in the night, his long hair and robes dancing in the wind, and his elongated figure became more like a dense spider web, waiting to swallow its prey.
The two children had never seen such a strange person before, and they even felt that the person in front of them did not look like a living person at all. They lost their ability to think and just wanted to escape based on instinct.
Suddenly, one of my brother's feet was caught by the cold.
It was a baby who appeared out of nowhere, with the same red eyes, white hair, and red clothes. He was simply a miniature boy.
The baby lay on the ground, grabbing his younger brother's legs with two greasy hands, and slowly opened his mouth, faintly revealing the baby teeth that had just grown out like fangs.
The corners of his mouth were grinning almost to the sides of his ears, and his mouth was full of oil. It was exaggerated and bloody, and he looked like the evil baby among ghosts that existed in the ghost stories told by adults!
The younger brother cried out "Wow", "Don't eat me! Don't eat me! I haven't taken a bath for a long time, it doesn't taste good, it really doesn't taste good!"
The elder brother also rushed over to save his younger brother, "Don't eat my brother!"
While they were struggling, a pearl flower fell from their arms to the ground. It was in the shape of a white plum blossom, and the stamen in the middle was a red agate that looked like blood.
The pearl flower quickly entered the young man's hand, and he looked at it carefully.
When the two children thought they were dead, they heard a stiff voice: "Where did you get this pearl flower?"
The elder brother cried and said: "When my younger brother and I went to the city, the big family of the Chu family was giving porridge, and a kind-hearted lady saw that we were pitiful and gave it to us!"
I don't know what's wrong with his words. The big ghost didn't move, and the little ghost didn't move either.
The two children seized the opportunity and quickly got up and ran away. Perhaps they were lucky enough to find their way down the mountain by accident and met their parents who were looking for them.
In the mountains and forests, it's still as cold as ever.
The child in red clothes consciously followed his father's feet and climbed into his arms. He still held a chicken leg in one short hand, leaving traces of his baby teeth on it, and tugged at his father's clothes. Corner, he said "ah".
The young man put on the child's tiger hat, held the child in one hand and walked into the dilapidated trail temple not far away.
The fire was extinguished and dimmed.
He said: "Let's go find your mother."
(End of chapter)