The Road to Peach Blossoms
Chapter 62 Source World - White Tiger Country 62
I looked around in a daze, and even the cold moon hanging high was very strange to me. I closed my thin skirts and felt the cold for the first time. I quickened my pace and ran away like a headless chicken. There was only one word in my mind, That is: escape!
I heard Fang Mo's anxious call echoing in the distance, and I became more and more frightened, so I got into a narrow alley in a panic and walked in the dark.
I curled up at the end of the alley, motionless.
I hugged my shoulders helplessly, just staring down at my dark shadow.But after a while, I vaguely heard the sound of Fang Mo's footsteps, coming closer and closer.
I shivered and prayed that the gods and Buddhas in the sky would bless this terrible devil from discovering me; suddenly a figure covered my face, I looked up and found Fang Mo standing in front of me, my heart skipped a beat, but I found that his eyes passed me far away, as if he hadn't seen me at all, his eyes were full of despair and regret.
"He's not here..." Fang Mo muttered in frustration, "Why... I clearly heard him in this direction... Yue'er, Yue'er, where are you..."
There were bloodshot eyes in his eyes, which were pale and empty, and they were no different from the monster just now. Although I don't know why he didn't find me when he came to me, I still held my breath nervously, looking Seeing him kneeling on the ground in despair, a dying roar came from his throat.
"Yue'er! Yue'er! Please come back!"
There was the sound of water dripping to the ground, tick, tick... He, did he cry?
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After escaping from the monster village, I returned to the place where we tied the horses, untied the rope, and raced against time to pull up the white horse and leave.
I caressed its neck and said, "Ma'er, Ma'er, it's better if you treat me well, and I will call you Xiaobai from now on, okay?"
The horse gently rubbed against my palm.
I smile.
The horse carried me and walked quickly. Along the way, I was full of anxiety. When I was thirsty, I drank the dew dotted among the petals in the morning. When I was hungry, I ate the fruits and honey that Xiaobai brought me. live.
When I looked into the distance with my head, I finally found the dawn of the town. It seemed to be a prosperous scene. I only felt that the four roads and eight streets were all connected, and the eight streets and nine streets were all intertwined, and the cars came like water and horses like dragons.
I remembered Xiaobai, thinking that it was dependent on me, and wanted to release it back to the mountains and let it be free.
I wanted Xiaobai to stay outside the city, but Xiaobai was always stubbornly wanting to follow me. I calmed down and tied him to a tree. After walking a few steps, I listened to its mournful hissing, feeling restless. trampling.
I finally couldn't bear to turn my head back, fearing that some bad guys would take my Xiaobai away.
I untied the rope, and persuaded it in a very eloquent way: "Xiaobai, Xiaobai, I'll go to the city to have a look, it's not convenient to take you with me, I don't know which stable has a conscience, it won't deceive you and abuse you; you are free in this mountain Playing, when I have stayed in the city enough, I will come out to find you, how about you and I being together then?"
Hearing what I said, it was as if the horse had a soul, and the eyes were shining brightly. At that moment, I seemed to really want to treat it as a human being, and we were swearing each other.It raised its front hooves, smoothed its white hair all over its body, shook its slender ponytail, and stamped its four hooves on black ink. It was really a horse with no peers.
I smiled and touched the bright mane, patted it, and encouraged: "Go."
It was just like having fun, and it walked into the forest with three steps and three turns.
As the saying goes, there is no calendar day in the mountains, and the year is unknown at the end of the cold, and I don't know how many years have passed. When I left the mountains and suburbs and entered the prosperous and lively towns, I suddenly felt that I was alive again.
There are many shops, signboards and flags fluttering in the wind, the younger brother is enthusiastic, and the customers with big arms and waists are bossy; the hawker selling candied haws walks through the middle of the street, yelling that his candied haws are big and sweet; an old woman from her shop Walking out, squinting his eyes with a smile, he handed a bowl of mung bean soup to the sweaty girl; The steamed meat buns waft out thousands of miles of aroma...
Attracted by these dazzling array of goods, I couldn't help but step forward, caught in the middle of the crowd, while suppressing my excitement, while looking around curiously, my eyes followed those silks and satins, jewelry and spices, incense and paper horses...
The afterglow of the setting sun is dotted with white clouds, forming a magnificent sunset.
My stomach also growled, I clutched my stomach, moved to the bun shop hesitantly, raised my face, and said cautiously: "Uncle, you said your buns are fragrant and soft, and the meat stuffing is freshly made yesterday." Yes, I... can you give me... buns to eat? I, I'm so hungry..."
The wide-faced uncle looked at me suspiciously: "Little beggar, do you have any money?"
A sense of panic hit my heart, and I stuttered, "What... what is silver?"
"You don't even know about silver?!" The uncle frowned impatiently, "Silver is the money used to buy buns! Without money, do you still want to eat and drink for free?! Don't affect my business, get out—"
I was frightened and hurriedly squeezed into the crowd, unwilling to lose face in front of the steamed stuffed bun shop owner.
I wandered down the street in despair, the joy that was full of me just now was gone, only the feeling of loneliness of wandering alone in a foreign land remained.What should I do?I hurriedly escaped from Fang Mo, where did I remember to bring money?Now that I have nothing, and I don’t remember anything about the past, how can I survive?
When I was lost in thought, I suddenly felt that someone patted my shoulder. I turned my head suspiciously, and a dirty child with disheveled hair and tattered clothes came into view.
The child's black eyes were astonishingly bright, and he smiled and said to me, "Are you a new beggar? I see you are helpless and have been shopping alone for another day. Are you hungry?"
I said embarrassedly: "Well, I am indeed hungry, but that uncle won't give me buns..."
"The rich man is the uncle, of course us beggars are not in his consideration." The child hooked my shoulders, "How about following me, I am the big sister of beggars in this city, I will cover you, you I will definitely not be bullied or starved again..."
"You, you're a girl...?" I was so surprised that I forgot to push her away.
"Why, don't you think I'm not a girl!" She stuck out her tongue playfully, took my hand and left, "Don't worry, I'm a real girl, just like a fake!"
My eyes wandered, and I disagreed: "What kind of old lady do you call yourself as a child..."
"They all call me Yaya, I don't know my name, so you can call me Yaya too." The child introduced himself, "And you, what's your name?"
I was taken aback for a moment: "... Me? My name should be... Gu, Gu Yue..."
"Okay." The child tilted his head and smiled, showing his white and neat teeth, "Then I'll call you Yueyue..."
I feel that she is holding my hand with greater strength.
I had no choice but to follow her obediently, and arrived in front of an abandoned ruined temple. The temple door was wide open, the paint on the front door was peeling off, and the golden body of the Bodhisattva smiling with folded palms was also in dilapidated condition. The ground in the temple was covered with dry straw. , gathered in groups of beggars.The beggar children, from five to sixty-seven to seventeen to eighty-eight, saw me and Yaya, and they all gave me a cold look. It's not like what Yaya said, she is the boss here.
Yaya didn't care, she dragged me to the corner, carefully pulled out a paper bag from the straw, opened it, revealed a steamed bun inside, and held it up to me.
She turned her head away and said reluctantly, "Let's eat."
Instead, I felt embarrassed, the steamed bun looked dry and hard, and there were countless black handprints on the surface, just looking at it, I felt stomach cramps and nausea, and couldn't eat it no matter what.
When he was with Fang Mo in the past, he prepared everything by himself. Every meal was not delicious, or home-cooked dishes from other people in the house. Have you ever faced the dilemma of eating this kind of food?
Seeing that I didn't respond for a long time, Yaya looked at me strangely: "Why don't you eat, eat!"
She seemed to realize my embarrassing situation, so she said: "You can't be the young master who escaped from some rich family, right? I just asked about your name, but didn't ask about your background, I just thought you were the same as me..."
Yaya held my hand in her hands, and sighed, "Looking at the tenderness of your hands, and looking at your little face, I'm afraid you can pinch water... You're a bigger girl than any big girl I've ever seen!"
I hastily pulled out my hand, shook my head and denied: "No, no, girl Yaya, you misunderstood me, I'm just a child from an ordinary village..."
She still looked at me hesitantly.
After a while, Yaya turned over to fiddle with her own things again, took out a paper bag with great care, and handed it to me: "Seeing how delicate you are, I can only sacrifice my treasures that I can't bear to touch!"
When I took it, I felt ominous, and sure enough, I opened it and found that it was a half-rotten green fruit.
The child opened his mouth wide in surprise: "I just slipped it out of the basket of the back car of the peddler who bought fruit the day before yesterday...why, why is it broken, I have always been reluctant to eat it..."
I sighed: "Hey..."
"Don't sigh." Yaya bit her lips aggrievedly, "Let me teach you a method. Based on my years of experience, this trick has been tried hundreds of times. You sleep, and you won't be hungry when you sleep."
I smiled and rubbed her dirty hair: "Okay."
I heard Fang Mo's anxious call echoing in the distance, and I became more and more frightened, so I got into a narrow alley in a panic and walked in the dark.
I curled up at the end of the alley, motionless.
I hugged my shoulders helplessly, just staring down at my dark shadow.But after a while, I vaguely heard the sound of Fang Mo's footsteps, coming closer and closer.
I shivered and prayed that the gods and Buddhas in the sky would bless this terrible devil from discovering me; suddenly a figure covered my face, I looked up and found Fang Mo standing in front of me, my heart skipped a beat, but I found that his eyes passed me far away, as if he hadn't seen me at all, his eyes were full of despair and regret.
"He's not here..." Fang Mo muttered in frustration, "Why... I clearly heard him in this direction... Yue'er, Yue'er, where are you..."
There were bloodshot eyes in his eyes, which were pale and empty, and they were no different from the monster just now. Although I don't know why he didn't find me when he came to me, I still held my breath nervously, looking Seeing him kneeling on the ground in despair, a dying roar came from his throat.
"Yue'er! Yue'er! Please come back!"
There was the sound of water dripping to the ground, tick, tick... He, did he cry?
----------
After escaping from the monster village, I returned to the place where we tied the horses, untied the rope, and raced against time to pull up the white horse and leave.
I caressed its neck and said, "Ma'er, Ma'er, it's better if you treat me well, and I will call you Xiaobai from now on, okay?"
The horse gently rubbed against my palm.
I smile.
The horse carried me and walked quickly. Along the way, I was full of anxiety. When I was thirsty, I drank the dew dotted among the petals in the morning. When I was hungry, I ate the fruits and honey that Xiaobai brought me. live.
When I looked into the distance with my head, I finally found the dawn of the town. It seemed to be a prosperous scene. I only felt that the four roads and eight streets were all connected, and the eight streets and nine streets were all intertwined, and the cars came like water and horses like dragons.
I remembered Xiaobai, thinking that it was dependent on me, and wanted to release it back to the mountains and let it be free.
I wanted Xiaobai to stay outside the city, but Xiaobai was always stubbornly wanting to follow me. I calmed down and tied him to a tree. After walking a few steps, I listened to its mournful hissing, feeling restless. trampling.
I finally couldn't bear to turn my head back, fearing that some bad guys would take my Xiaobai away.
I untied the rope, and persuaded it in a very eloquent way: "Xiaobai, Xiaobai, I'll go to the city to have a look, it's not convenient to take you with me, I don't know which stable has a conscience, it won't deceive you and abuse you; you are free in this mountain Playing, when I have stayed in the city enough, I will come out to find you, how about you and I being together then?"
Hearing what I said, it was as if the horse had a soul, and the eyes were shining brightly. At that moment, I seemed to really want to treat it as a human being, and we were swearing each other.It raised its front hooves, smoothed its white hair all over its body, shook its slender ponytail, and stamped its four hooves on black ink. It was really a horse with no peers.
I smiled and touched the bright mane, patted it, and encouraged: "Go."
It was just like having fun, and it walked into the forest with three steps and three turns.
As the saying goes, there is no calendar day in the mountains, and the year is unknown at the end of the cold, and I don't know how many years have passed. When I left the mountains and suburbs and entered the prosperous and lively towns, I suddenly felt that I was alive again.
There are many shops, signboards and flags fluttering in the wind, the younger brother is enthusiastic, and the customers with big arms and waists are bossy; the hawker selling candied haws walks through the middle of the street, yelling that his candied haws are big and sweet; an old woman from her shop Walking out, squinting his eyes with a smile, he handed a bowl of mung bean soup to the sweaty girl; The steamed meat buns waft out thousands of miles of aroma...
Attracted by these dazzling array of goods, I couldn't help but step forward, caught in the middle of the crowd, while suppressing my excitement, while looking around curiously, my eyes followed those silks and satins, jewelry and spices, incense and paper horses...
The afterglow of the setting sun is dotted with white clouds, forming a magnificent sunset.
My stomach also growled, I clutched my stomach, moved to the bun shop hesitantly, raised my face, and said cautiously: "Uncle, you said your buns are fragrant and soft, and the meat stuffing is freshly made yesterday." Yes, I... can you give me... buns to eat? I, I'm so hungry..."
The wide-faced uncle looked at me suspiciously: "Little beggar, do you have any money?"
A sense of panic hit my heart, and I stuttered, "What... what is silver?"
"You don't even know about silver?!" The uncle frowned impatiently, "Silver is the money used to buy buns! Without money, do you still want to eat and drink for free?! Don't affect my business, get out—"
I was frightened and hurriedly squeezed into the crowd, unwilling to lose face in front of the steamed stuffed bun shop owner.
I wandered down the street in despair, the joy that was full of me just now was gone, only the feeling of loneliness of wandering alone in a foreign land remained.What should I do?I hurriedly escaped from Fang Mo, where did I remember to bring money?Now that I have nothing, and I don’t remember anything about the past, how can I survive?
When I was lost in thought, I suddenly felt that someone patted my shoulder. I turned my head suspiciously, and a dirty child with disheveled hair and tattered clothes came into view.
The child's black eyes were astonishingly bright, and he smiled and said to me, "Are you a new beggar? I see you are helpless and have been shopping alone for another day. Are you hungry?"
I said embarrassedly: "Well, I am indeed hungry, but that uncle won't give me buns..."
"The rich man is the uncle, of course us beggars are not in his consideration." The child hooked my shoulders, "How about following me, I am the big sister of beggars in this city, I will cover you, you I will definitely not be bullied or starved again..."
"You, you're a girl...?" I was so surprised that I forgot to push her away.
"Why, don't you think I'm not a girl!" She stuck out her tongue playfully, took my hand and left, "Don't worry, I'm a real girl, just like a fake!"
My eyes wandered, and I disagreed: "What kind of old lady do you call yourself as a child..."
"They all call me Yaya, I don't know my name, so you can call me Yaya too." The child introduced himself, "And you, what's your name?"
I was taken aback for a moment: "... Me? My name should be... Gu, Gu Yue..."
"Okay." The child tilted his head and smiled, showing his white and neat teeth, "Then I'll call you Yueyue..."
I feel that she is holding my hand with greater strength.
I had no choice but to follow her obediently, and arrived in front of an abandoned ruined temple. The temple door was wide open, the paint on the front door was peeling off, and the golden body of the Bodhisattva smiling with folded palms was also in dilapidated condition. The ground in the temple was covered with dry straw. , gathered in groups of beggars.The beggar children, from five to sixty-seven to seventeen to eighty-eight, saw me and Yaya, and they all gave me a cold look. It's not like what Yaya said, she is the boss here.
Yaya didn't care, she dragged me to the corner, carefully pulled out a paper bag from the straw, opened it, revealed a steamed bun inside, and held it up to me.
She turned her head away and said reluctantly, "Let's eat."
Instead, I felt embarrassed, the steamed bun looked dry and hard, and there were countless black handprints on the surface, just looking at it, I felt stomach cramps and nausea, and couldn't eat it no matter what.
When he was with Fang Mo in the past, he prepared everything by himself. Every meal was not delicious, or home-cooked dishes from other people in the house. Have you ever faced the dilemma of eating this kind of food?
Seeing that I didn't respond for a long time, Yaya looked at me strangely: "Why don't you eat, eat!"
She seemed to realize my embarrassing situation, so she said: "You can't be the young master who escaped from some rich family, right? I just asked about your name, but didn't ask about your background, I just thought you were the same as me..."
Yaya held my hand in her hands, and sighed, "Looking at the tenderness of your hands, and looking at your little face, I'm afraid you can pinch water... You're a bigger girl than any big girl I've ever seen!"
I hastily pulled out my hand, shook my head and denied: "No, no, girl Yaya, you misunderstood me, I'm just a child from an ordinary village..."
She still looked at me hesitantly.
After a while, Yaya turned over to fiddle with her own things again, took out a paper bag with great care, and handed it to me: "Seeing how delicate you are, I can only sacrifice my treasures that I can't bear to touch!"
When I took it, I felt ominous, and sure enough, I opened it and found that it was a half-rotten green fruit.
The child opened his mouth wide in surprise: "I just slipped it out of the basket of the back car of the peddler who bought fruit the day before yesterday...why, why is it broken, I have always been reluctant to eat it..."
I sighed: "Hey..."
"Don't sigh." Yaya bit her lips aggrievedly, "Let me teach you a method. Based on my years of experience, this trick has been tried hundreds of times. You sleep, and you won't be hungry when you sleep."
I smiled and rubbed her dirty hair: "Okay."
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