Bevan Mountain

You'er went to the market again early in the morning, but the old man who sold the medicine still didn't show up.The two of them couldn't take care of this matter for the time being, so after changing two fast horses, they went out of the city and went north to find Zhong Li and Jiang Wuyue.

On the flat Tumo River, flocks of sheep are dotted around, herdsmen’s horses step on their hooves, and occasionally pass by a few felt bags.

Herdsmen live their lives in obedience to nature, going back and forth, mostly in silence and peace.You'er slowed down and waved at them, smiling brightly and straightforwardly.

"Da Xian'er..." Fu Nanxing stopped his horse and walked, calling You'er back.

"how?"

"Aren't you worried about Sister Wuyue?"

You'er glanced at her, not sure what she wanted to ask, just said: "Why am I worried about her?"

Fu Nanxing's face was indifferent, with no emotion to detect: "She told me everything."

You'er was startled suddenly, and stared at Fu Nanxing: "What did she tell you?"

Fu Nanxing turned his head to look at You'er's reaction, and wondered, "Why are you so nervous."

"I..." You'er was teased by her, turned his eyes to think, and said, "Sister Li also told me."

Fu Nanxing pulled the horse to a stop abruptly, but his expression didn't move at all. After a while, he replied indifferently: "Oh..." and drove the horse forward.

You'er was even more surprised: "You...don't want to know what she said?"

"I know what she's going to say."

"You asked?"

"Don't ask..."

"The God of Wealth..."

You'er didn't know what to say.Fu Nanxing's indifferent figure bowed forward, waved his whip, and said to You'er, "Hurry up..."

You'er followed her and shouted: "You haven't told me what Jiang Wuyue told you!"

Fu Nanxing didn't look back: "I didn't say anything, I lied to you."

After walking for a while, he suddenly saw a figure in front of him. Seeing that the man was dressed familiarly, Fu Nanxing deliberately approached him slowly, and at a glance he saw the cloth bag in the man's hand, and hurriedly grabbed You'er: "It's him! Then The boy I met in the alley that day."

You'er also saw the cloth bag, and said to Nan Xing: "I just think that something is wrong with the old man who sells medicine, it really is him who changed his shape."

The two rode on horses and followed the boy not far or near.At first the young man heard the sound of horseshoes, but he didn't pay much attention to it. The terrain and customs here meant that everyone was good at horses, so he walked briskly on his own.

But after walking for a long time, the horse behind me neither turned forward nor turned, could it be following me?

The young man frowned, looked back, and was surprised: aren't these two familiar faces?

But they have no evidence, but they are not afraid.The boy smiled at the two of them, and continued to walk forward.

Fu Nanxing couldn't wait for him to look leisurely, so he stepped forward with his horse and stopped him.

The boy smiled and said, "What a coincidence, I ran into my sister again."

Fu Nanxing asked coldly, "What's in the bag?"

The young man said: "Why, sister, do you want to buy it again - this time I won't sell it."

"Why?"

The young man looked at Fu Nanxing, then at You'er who had dismounted and walked towards him quickly, and said in a panic, "The stall is closed, it's not for sale! I'm going home!" Then he turned and ran.

You'er held a talisman in his hand, flicked his fingers, and the talisman quickly sank into the boy's calf.

The boy fell to the ground in response, but his leg seemed to have taken root in the soil, and he couldn't pull it out no matter what.

You'er walked over and picked up the bag he had dropped aside.The boy yelled, "Don't open it!"

Fu Nanxing also said: "There are weird things in his bag, be careful."

You'er picked up the bag: "Tell me! What kind of curse is in your bag?"

The boy didn't want to answer, but turned his head away.

You'er leaned over and said, "Do you want to grow all your limbs on this wasteland, a single tree becomes a forest, and become a landmark—it's not bad."

The boy pursed his lips, pointed at Fu Nanxing, and said to You'er: "She can see it, but you can't."

You'er wondered, "Why is that?"

"She obeyed the curse, but you didn't!"

"You mean the dough?"

The boy thumped the ground and cried out: "Medicine! That's called medicine!"

"Heh, I kept one." You'er said, and pulled it out of his bosom.

The boy hurriedly shouted: "Don't look!"

You'er had scruples in her heart, but the dough wobbled a few times in her hands, causing her to subconsciously look down.

But what kind of dough was in his hand, it was clearly a bloodshot eyeball!

You'er was about to be stunned, so his eyes went dark and he fell to the ground.

The boy slapped his thigh: "Oh! Take out the talisman from my foot before you faint!"

Fu Nanxing jumped off the horse, pulled up the skirt of the boy's clothes, and said sternly: "The antidote!"

The boy was taken aback by Fu Nanxing's aura, and pointed to the eyeball in You'er's hand: "That's the antidote, you can feed her and it will be cured."

Fu Nanxing was dubious, frowned and said, "Then how can you eat it! Where's your dough?!"

The boy said helplessly: "That's the antidote! After another night, it will turn into the dough you mentioned. It's just a cover-up.

On the surface, there is a layer of anti-anxiety technique, and you will suffer from hysteria after seeing it, and there is a layer of anti-anorexia technique on the inside, and you will be fine if you eat it! "

"I saw it too, why am I okay?"

The boy said: "Didn't you take the antidote yesterday?"

Fu Nanxing pressed his chest with one hand, and pointed at the eyeball with the other: "I... I eat this too?"

"Almost..." the young man said, "but when you eat it, it should look like dough—as I said, it changes shape every day. When the power-hating technique takes effect, it will turn into the shape of eyeballs, and you can eat it even if you eat it." That's the solution."

Fu Nanxing suppressed his nausea, and shook his hand to grab the eyeball in You'er's hand, the eyeball was still blinking frequently, looking aggrieved.

Fu Nanxing pushed You'er's chin away with one finger, and poured the eyeball into You'er's mouth from the corner of his eye.Then immediately rolled over to the side and retched.

Seeing her distressed look, the young man wrinkled his face: "Your spells are stronger than mine, right? Don't use your eyes to see, you can use qi to see it. Maybe you can see its body."

The eyeballs were put into his mouth and melted away.You'er quickly regained consciousness, only to see Fu Nanxing throwing up violently, and he didn't remember what he had just seen.She reached out and tugged on Fu Nanxing's clothes: "What's wrong with you?"

Fu Nanxing waved his hand back: "You just fell under his curse of exhaustion, and now you have taken the medicine to cure it."

"Hate winning?!"

The two exclaimed at the same time.

Fu Nanxing finally came to his senses, and said in a low voice, "Isn't that witchcraft?"

You'er looked at the young man warily: "Where did you learn this spell?"

The boy turned his head and looked away: "I can't say."

"No wonder sister Li can't untie it..." You'er said, tied him behind his back, removed the talisman on his feet, raised his hand, grabbed him and hung him on the horse, "Don't you want to go home, look at you The direction we walked just now is also the same as ours, so let’s stop by your house and sit down.”

The young man struggled, but Fu Nanxing also worried: "Da Xian'er, that's witchcraft..."

You'er raised his eyebrows and looked at Fu Nanxing: "Have you ever seen a sorcerer when you grow up?"

Fu Nanxing shook his head in confusion: "I only heard that they were exiled in the four barbarians, and how many generations have passed, not to mention their whereabouts, most of them have mixed with other tribes and lost their surnames. How can I know?" Pass."

You'er smiled wickedly, leaned over and said, "Then why don't you go see it."

Fu Nanxing was about to stop him again, but saw You'er stooped to pick up the cloth bag that fell on the ground, and said to himself: "Since I have already used the antidote, I should be able to see the contents of this bag, right?" ..."

Fu Nanxing thought, he couldn't be disgusted by himself: "I can see..."

You'er lowered his head and opened the cloth bag, a bag full of bloodshot eyes, densely fluttering in the bag, like chirping ghosts waiting to be fed.

You'er gasped, closed the bag with a "snap", stood still in shock, and froze for a long while in horror before twisting his face and looking back at Fu Nanxing.

Fu Nanxing spread his hands and said, "You want to see it yourself."

Stars gradually appeared in the sky, and the young man lay on his stomach for a whole day. He was still yelling at first, but he lost his strength after a while, fearing that when he opened his mouth, his internal organs would pour out from his mouth.

You'er glanced at him: "You kid, this place is remote and sparsely populated, and you'd be cheated if you repay anyone's money. Turn around and go back to the city quietly, and repay the money from door to door."

The boy turned sideways reluctantly: "You let me down! I'll pay it back now!"

You'er smiled and said, "No rush, let's go to your house first."

Fu Nanxing didn't listen to the bad words of the two people around him, and just sat on the horse and looked ahead with half-closed eyes.You'er knew that she was watching her, so she didn't say any more, just waited quietly.

"Gone?"

You'er was startled when she heard her nonsensical words: "What's missing?"

"The white light beside the star is gone..."

You'er said: "What does that mean? That monster...is dead?"

Fu Nanxing didn't dare to be overjoyed, and murmured: "It should be like this."

The young man lowered his head suddenly, You'er saw it, looked over, and said to Nan Xing: "God of Wealth, what do you see that white thing over there?"

Fu Nanxing looked in the direction of You'er's finger, the surrounding fields dimmed, and there seemed to be light ahead.After finishing it, he turned his head to look at the boy again: "It looks like a felt bag."

You'er said to the young man, "Is your house here?"

The young man lowered his head and said nothing, but Fu Nanxing was a bit embarrassed: "Are we really going?"

You'er was not sure how to get in and out freely, and retreated completely. He just thought he could help Jiang Wuyue find the place first, and was still thinking about how to explain to Nan Xing, so he heard Fu Nan Xing's voice cheering up: "Carriage! Our carriage ! Outside the felt bag!"