Chapter 179 Sending a child away from home
Qingqiu Wenjia carefully approached the jade pendant and poked it with his nose.
The smell is very complex.
The jade pendant smells like him, but it is different from him now.
It smells like a human being, both familiar and unfamiliar, as if I have smelled it many times but never masked it.
There were also some very strange smells that he didn't smell.
Like metal, iron and blood.
The smell floated next to Qingqiu Wenjia’s nose, and the little fox could even build a huge fortress made of bluestone and steel in his mind.
“What does this smell like?” Qingqiu Wenjia circled the jade pendant twice.
He has seen this jade pendant.
This was given to him by his mother.
When he was just born, his mother walked to his cradle with a jade pendant and put it on him, saying that it could ward off evil spirits and bring good fortune, so that he could grow up safely.
Later, when he got older, he felt that there was no magic on the little jade pendant and it was just a simple decoration. He was a big kid and didn’t need the protection of the little jade pendant, so he kept it.
Why did you suddenly appear here? Who threw this jade pendant here?
Some curiosity arose in his heart.
But for some reason, intense fear also surged into his heart.
It seems...
As long as he thinks of this matter, everything now will go away from him.
The adults who treat him well will stay away from him, his good brothers will stay away from him, and the extremely stern Elder Su will stay away from him.
His mother will also leave him.
"How about hiding it?"
This idea came to Qingqiu Wenjia's mind.
It seems that if you hide this jade pendant, you can avoid those painful things.
He always felt that he shouldn't do that.
After thinking for a long time, he simply put his head into the necklace and put the jade on his neck.
After waiting for a while, nothing happened, so I felt bored, forgot about the jade pendant, and jumped out of the house, planning to find someone to play with.
The Qingqiu Immortals on the mountain are either dancing in the clouds or laughing, making it very lively. When he walks on the corridor, all the Qingqiu Immortals will greet him with a smile, and Qingqiu Wenjia also Nod slightly and respond one by one.
After running around the huge Qingqiu Mountain, he still couldn't find the little fox of the same age, which made Qingqiu Wenjia feel disappointed.
"Wenjia, what's wrong?"
Brother Liang suddenly walked out of nowhere.
"Brother Liang." Qingqiu Wenjia leaned under Brother Liang's ankle and rubbed it: "I remember some of my friends, where have they gone?"
"They all go where they should go." Brother Liang squatted down and gently rubbed Qingqiu Wenjia's head:
"It's time for you to wake up."
"Huh? But Brother Liang, I'm not sleeping yet?"< br>
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When he looked up again, he could no longer see Brother Liang.
"Brother Liang? Brother Liang?"
Qingqiu Wenjia called twice and ran around the entire Qingqiu Mountain several times, but still did not see Brother Liang.
Not only Brother Liang, but also the number of other Qingqiu Immortals on the entire mountain seems to have decreased a lot.
The originally bustling mountain became deserted.
He was a little panicked and didn't know what happened in Qingqiu Mountain.
"By the way, go find Elder Su! Elder Su is very powerful, he knows everything!"
The serious old fox appeared in Qingqiu Wenjia's mind, and he jumped anxiously He got up and ran towards the school he hated.
Not long after, he arrived in front of the school and pushed open the door with his little paws.
The desk, long lamp, bookshelf, and the old fox reading a book behind the desk all seem to be the same.
"Wenjia? Why did you come to see me in the middle of the night?"
Elder Su turned his head and looked at Qingqiu Wenjia.
"Elder Su. Many people on Qingqiu Mountain are missing, and Brother Liang is also missing. Do you know where they have gone?"
"You silly boy, you are confused by your sleep. Right?" Elder Su glanced at him and continued reading: "Sleep less and study more."
"Elder, what I said is true..."
Before he even finished speaking, the scene in front of him was like being sliced into pieces.
Elder Su also disappeared.
He was the only one left in the entire school.
With his heart moving slightly and his eyes turning, Qingqiu Wenjia suddenly realized that the scenery around him was dissipating like smoke.
"This? What's going on?"
The little fox was completely frightened. He jumped out of the window and planted his feet on the ground.
The house behind also disappeared with the wind, turning into pure white.
Looking around in confusion, I realized that it was not just that, the entire Qingqiu peak seemed to be dissipating with the wind.
Those houses made of fairy trees, jade, pools, and magic weapons were blown into the air by the strong wind, flying in the air, and submerged into the blue sky and white clouds, leaving only a few fragments.
The immortals in Qingqiu are all gone, and the mountain peaks are deserted, as if only a little fox of the Qingqiu Wen family is left.
Qingqiu Wenjia was so frightened that his four legs were almost tied into knots, and he was spinning back and forth on the ground with his front paws hitting his back feet.
"Mother...yes! Looking for mother!"
As if an idea flashed in my mind, I stepped forward on four legs and ran towards the place where my mother was, along the most familiar road. go.
Above the clouds, the wind that blew up the houses also blew the clouds, and they shaped human figures one after another.
They danced, gathered into a group, and scattered back and forth.
"Chief, the sea of suffering is spreading!"
"The Qingqiu Dream has not yet been completed. The thoughts of the Qingqiu Immortals are too complicated to enter this long dream!"
Qingqiu Writers I heard many familiar voices, which seemed to be the elders discussing. They changed from their usual mature and steady voice, and their voices were full of fatigue and anxiety.
He heard a familiar female voice, that was her mother’s voice:
“My thoughts are too complicated... What about the children?”
"What?"
"The underage little foxes, their thoughts are simple, like blank sheets of paper, can they do it?"
"Maybe they can...but who will do it? This dream? Who will escort me? The true king is suppressing the sea of suffering and cannot come here. The black water can block the magical magic, and we can't do it alone!" "..."
Qingqiu Loumei’s voice disappeared and seemed to fall into a long silence.
Hu Wen staggered and ran forward a few steps. He felt his feet go weak and almost fell to one knee. He used his hands to support the fence next to him to stabilize his body.
Looking up, I was close enough to the direction of the main hall.
Qingqiu Loumei is right there.
“Let the Wen family have this dream.”
“Clan leader?”
"The dream of Qingqiu is flawed, and it requires burning Qingqiu's blood to maintain it. My dream should be the safest, but if even I leave, there is really no way to send the children out again.
" Text Home is my child, and his blood is enough. It would be most appropriate to let him dream.
"As for how to send the children away...
"There are so many foxes in Qingqiu, even if they have to be carried by hand, they can be carried out! ”
Hu Wen held the pillar with his hands.
He didn't understand why he couldn't run at such a close distance?
The main hall is clearly right in front of me, but why can’t I touch it?
Turning his head, he saw the rushing clouds.
He saw Duoqingqiu Xian surrounding a piece of white jade and letting the little fox beside him enter.
He saw the raging sea of suffering rushing over the entire Qingqiu Mountain, almost swallowing up everything.
He saw
pairs of arms stretching out from the sea of suffering.
The Qingqiu immortals carried the infant white jade forward.
The farther you go, the farther you go.
The small basket floating in the sea of bitterness was seen by the mortals next to the fairy camel. They held up their fishing poles, fished the swaddling clothes, put them on the fairy camel's back, and rode the waves away.
Mortals don't understand the art of dreaming, so they found a place on the back of the immortal camel and put down the white jade.
As time passes, the fairy camel transforms into a forest, and the mist of white jade slowly overflows.
Finally one day after a rain, a large lake appeared next to the white jade. From the large lake, little foxes of various colors crawled out along the water.
The big dream has its shortcomings, they have forgotten the past and their names.
They walked together in the mountains and forests, shaking off the water drops on their skin, humming a tuneless tune, and strolled forward.
Until I found a huge plain in this forest.
Until I found a calm lotus pond in the middle of the plain.
Until the master named Lin Xi was awakened.
It was not until many years later that the young man named Hu Wen returned to the dense forest, met a group of foxes who were married, and tied him into this group of little foxes.
Finally arrived in front of the main hall.
The wind stopped and Qingqiu Mountain no longer disappeared.
The clouds stopped and completely turned into pure white, making it impossible to see around.
Hu Wen pressed his hands on the door and pushed it open.
What appeared in front of him was a long road.
He knew that as long as he continued to move forward, it would be time for him to wake up.
"Wen's family."
Suddenly, a soft female voice came from behind Hu Wen's ear.
Hu Wen's body trembled slightly and he subconsciously wanted to turn around.
“Don’t look back.”
He stopped.
"Just let me see more."
The woman's voice was so soft that Hu Wen seemed to feel that she wanted to reach out and touch him.
But in the end, she took her hand back.
"It will be good when you grow up, it will be good when you grow up.
"From now on, you must eat well, rest well, and take care of yourself.
"Don't stay alone all the time. Find a beautiful girl and find someone to accompany you.
"You have to keep moving forward and don't look back.
“This is the past, it doesn’t belong to you.”
Hu Wen felt like there was a gentle push from a pair of hands behind him.
He took a step forward.
Finally stroll forward.
Suddenly, Hu Wen heard gentle humming from behind.
A tune he has been hearing all these years.
“The moon is bright and the wind is light.
“The leaves cover the window lattice.
"The cricket's cry is Zhengzheng.
"It's like the sound of the strings..."
This is a lullaby, a song used by mothers to coax their children to sleep.
When I looked at the swaddle When she was far away from the sea of misery, Qingqiu Loumei was afraid that her children would not sleep well, so she sang this song from the time she fell into the sea of misery from Qingqiu Mountain to this day. >
Send the wanderer away from home.
……
The jade in the hand of the Laughing Buddha shines brightly.
The shock caused the jade to break into pieces!
Below the Black Sea in the distance, the sun slowly climbed up, reflecting layers of broken gold above the Black Sea, illuminating the Qingqiu peaks, as well as the entire sky and the earth, creating a glow.
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(End of this chapter)