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I stood by the threshold for a while, imagining that the sky would light up after the thunder was over—this is often the case in summer.But today, the thunder and lightning were a bit more serious, and after a while of noise, heavy rain fell.Feeling helpless, I had to go back to the Buddhist hall to shelter from the rain.

Yao Bai walked a few steps in, and the heavy rain just brushed his shoulders and fell to the ground.The rain was strong and pouring.He raised his head slightly, and the mountains seemed to be swallowed by the sky, only a faint shadow of a dragon could be seen in the clouds.

Yifu dragged his back basket and sighed, the rain was so heavy that the stream would inevitably flood, it seemed that he couldn't do any work today.

The rain was blown obliquely by the strong wind, and hit Yifu's face with a patter.While wiping his face, his body was suddenly pulled back by a force, "Stand in."

Yaobai stood behind him, grabbed Yifu by the collar and pulled him in.The dilapidated Buddhist hall became more precarious in the storm.The cracks in the roof tiles were getting bigger and bigger, it was raining heavily outside the house, and it was raining lightly inside the house, and the creaking and creaking of the careless roof beams kept going.

The wind blew in from the collapsed west wall, and came out through the loosely closed door, making whimpering noises.There are more and more holes on the top of the head, and the rainwater poured in quickly forms large and small puddles on the hall.Yaobai dragged Yifu to hide in the small Buddhist hall, and finally found a shelter beside the Buddha statue.

This Buddha statue is only as tall as a human being, but Yao Bai is about the stature of a seven or eight-year-old child, so he looks very tall.The Buddha statue held a huge stone bowl in its hand, just enough to cover them both.

Yifu's green cloth monk's robe was wet from the rain and stuck tightly to his body, making him look extraordinarily thin.

Yao Bai pulled him to his side, "Is it cold?"

Yifu shook his head, "It's not cold."

"It's not cold even if you're trembling when you speak." Yao Bai couldn't help but push him in, and stood in front of him to block the wind, "Speak hard."

Yifu stood between him and the Buddha statue, silently looking at the back of Yao Bai who was half a head shorter than himself, "Xiaobai, do you have any brothers or sisters in your family?"

Yaobai was originally afraid of water, the wetness in front of his eyes made him a little irritable, and the beams creaked and creaked, his face was sullen, and his heart was suppressed.He suddenly heard a voice behind him, and he was too lazy to answer, so he didn't make a sound.

Yifu thought it was because the rain was too loud and he didn't hear it, so he leaned closer to his ear and said, "Uncle's family has five children, counting me six. My cousins ​​are very kind to me, and they don't care about my aunt. Bring me delicious food. When my aunt loses her temper and wants to beat someone, she always protects me. When others say behind my back that I have no father or mother, they put my mother toad in the yard. They protect me in everything, because I It's my brother."

Yao Bai raised his eyelids, and hummed casually.

"I haven't been a younger brother enough, but I learned to be an older brother after I went up the mountain. Although the younger brothers are mischievous, they always call me senior brother. When they cry, they will come to me, and I will touch their head, and he will stop crying. I think being an older brother It's also very good." Yifu took half a step forward, standing side by side with Yaobai, just blocking the wind blowing in from the west wall.

He struggled to open his eyes in the strong wind and said, "If you don't have an older brother, can I be your older brother?"

Yaobai looked at him sideways, his face and body were covered with water, he looked at him expectantly, and even stretched out his hands to rub his head, as if he had already put on the appearance of his brother.

Yao refused with a blank face: "I have a brother." The dragon that is turning the clouds and rain above your head is that.

Yifu, who was rejected, was not unhappy because of this, and said, "Then you don't have a younger brother." He seems to be very attached to the matter of older brothers and younger brothers.

"..." Yao Bai was startled, "Do you want to be my younger brother?"

He shook his head, "I can give you my junior brother as your younger brother."

Yao Bai looked away dumbly, looked at the rainwater dripping in the room, and said dryly: "Thank you."

The wind made him unable to stand up, Yaobai caught a glimpse of his little hands tightly propped against the wall, even though he still couldn't help but sway from side to side.

He tugged his wrist and pushed it back, angrily said: "Stay inside."

As soon as Fu opened his mouth, Xu Shizhen couldn't do what he wanted, so he stood obediently in the small corner Yaobai circled with his body.

After a long time, Yifu's legs were sore from standing, the rain still didn't stop at all, and the thunder that died down came back again.This time it was louder than last time, and the whole Buddhist hall seemed to vibrate.Yao Bai stood motionless, as if he couldn't hear the thunder.

A series of thunderbolts fell, and Yifu couldn't help shaking his body, his legs seemed to be taken away from his strength, and he couldn't stand still.Suddenly, Yifu heard a strange sound coming from above his head, he looked up, and only saw the large and small cracks in the tiles and the rain pouring in along the cracks.The ground suddenly shook, and Yifu was taken aback, and found that the weird sound was not on the roof, but closer.

He was about to search carefully, when suddenly a clear sound of cracking stones entered his ears, and then fine dust fell down.Looking sideways, he saw the stone statue beside him swaying left and right like reeds in a storm.

"Xiaobai, run!" Yifu yelled, "The Buddha statue is about to fall!"

Before Yaobai could react, he was dragged to the other side. In his panic, he subconsciously raised his hand, and the Buddha statue that was about to fall to the side where the two were standing fell straight to the other side.Yifu was dumbfounded. He didn't understand why the Buddha statue suddenly turned. In a hurry, he pushed Yao Bai back with all his strength, and stretched out his arms to block the fallen Buddha statue.

Yao Bai was also taken aback by the accident, seeing that he was about to hit him, he hastily struck out another palm.The stone statue shattered at the sound, shattered into countless small stones in the blink of an eye, and fell on Yifu's body.

Although the stone is small, it hurts when you hit it.A few obvious red and swollen bumps appeared on his bald head, and stone chips fell on the wet clothes and turned into sparse mud.I don't know if he was knocked unconscious, and he lay on the ground covering his head without moving for a long time, looking like a cowering puppy.

Yaobai endured the flying smoke and dust and ran over, first pushed aside the pile of stones beside him, and then wiped off the stones on his body.

"Yifu." Yaobai called him in a low voice.

At this time, a few steps away, there was a series of crackling sounds, and the cracks in the roof became bigger and bigger, and the tiles could no longer be hung.The tiles fell one after another like rain.Once the tiles are emptied, the rotten roof beams are exposed to the rain, creaking and about to fall at any time.

The falling tiles can still hide for a while, but if the whole beam falls down, the house will collapse.Yao Bai frowned, and looked at Yi Fu who was unconscious on the ground.

At this moment, it floated.

"Yifu." Yaobai helped him up, only to find that there was a deep hole in the corner of his forehead, as if he had been knocked on some sharp object, and blood was oozing out.

Feeling numb from the pain, I didn't know I was injured at all. I felt my right cheek was wet, so I reached out to touch it, and my hand was bloody.

The child didn't have much experience, so he was frightened and stupid immediately, thinking that his life was not long.

Shocked and stupid, Yifu burst into tears with a bloody face.

Yaobai: "..."

Although Yifu does not resemble Wen Bufan, Yao Bai subconsciously knows that he is Wen Bufan.At this moment, seeing Yifu sitting on the ground crying out of breath, he was more or less incapable of accepting it.

"Don't cry." Yao Bai rubbed his face with his hand.

Yifu didn't listen at all, his cries were only loud.

"You're going to die," Yao Bai didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You'll be fine soon, I won't lie to you."

Just when Yao Baisu was at a loss what to do, the beam in the corner of the house suddenly fell down and hung there dangling.Yaobai glanced at the blue-gray sky, covered by rain and mist.

"Come here." He placed Yifu in a temporary safe place and instructed, "Stay here and don't move until I come back."

After speaking, he walked out of the western wall and ran into the pouring rain.

Yifu hiccupped, and the wound on his forehead began to hurt.He gradually calmed down, and memory was like a spider's thread weaving into a dense web in his heart.After a long time, he looked at the gravel on the ground, with a deep bewilderment on his small face.

Yaobai returned after a while.The moment he walked into the Buddhist hall, the sky behind Yaobai suddenly opened up, the thick dark clouds disappeared without a trace, and the sound of rain disappeared instantly.Yifu even saw a brilliant rainbow erected at the place where the distant mountains meet the sky.

Yaobai approached with the faint skylight, raised his head to look at him, and was suddenly stunned for a moment.

The wound on the forehead was screaming, and the pain was getting worse and worse. Yifu couldn't help covering it with his hands. When he encountered the eversion wound, he felt scared and shivered, not knowing what to do.

Yaobai squatted in front of him, first wiped off the blood on his face little by little with his cuff, and then patiently wiped off the mud on his face.A small face returned to its original appearance, but the eyes became different from usual at some point.

Yaobai didn't pay attention, and stretched out his hand to touch the wound. It seemed to be in pain, so he flinched back abruptly.

"Don't touch it anymore." Yifu whispered, turning sideways with some resistance.

Yao Bai frowned, took a step forward and squatted down, poking his fair forehead, "Why can't I touch it, before..." He didn't go on talking, his face was obviously unhappy, "Take your hand away."

Yifu held his hand and shook his head vigorously.

Seeing that he didn't know what to do, Yaobai raised his voice, "Take your hands away." As he spoke, he forcibly broke Yifu's hand.

Although Yaobai has a child's body, his strength is that of an adult.Yifu was not an opponent at all, so he grabbed his wrist lightly and pinned him firmly to the wall.Unable to break free, Yifu subconsciously wanted to raise his other hand to cover it, but Yao Bai stopped him coldly: "Don't move."

Warm palms gently touched his forehead.Yifu immediately felt a cool air slowly lingering over the wound, and the next moment the pain was relieved a lot, and after another moment, it was gone.There is only a slight itching between the skin and flesh, and you don't need to look at it to know that your cracked flesh is slowly healing.

Yaobai's white jaw was a little tense, and he seemed a little unhappy.Yifu was a little dazed, and couldn't help but move his eyes away from Yaobai's face.

"What are you looking at?" Yao Bai glanced at him with downcast eyes.

Yifu quickly shook his head, his lips pursed tightly.

Yao Bai was very close to him, his chest was almost pressed against his face, and a warm and strange breath entered his nostrils.

Yifu lowered his head and looked at Yaobai's clothes that were not even wetted by the rain as he rushed into the rain, and couldn't help thinking that he always appeared without warning, as if there was no trace at all.He was silent for a while, and finally spoke hesitantly.

"Xiaobai." He looked up at Yaobai, his voice was small and slow, "Are you a demon?"