Putting the silver taels on the old wooden table, Yimo picked up the child he just bought in the corner and was about to leave. The woman behind him let out a weak cry, looked at the demented young son in his arms, and said with tears, "Please treat him well."

Yimo didn't speak, just nodded, saying such words at this time is really a remedy. Now that it has been decided to sell the parent and child, whether it is good or not, it should have nothing to do with her.

Yimo walked out with Xiao Liuyan in his arms, and quickly disappeared behind the door.

The Liu family stared blankly at the open wooden door, thinking of the separation of flesh and blood, they couldn't help but feel sad and cried. After crying for a while, it was the man who wiped away the tears first and soothed the woman with a hoarse voice: "Everyone said that this child was born with evil spirits, which is why the family is in today's situation. Now we can't raise him, and someone is willing to take him away. , is his fate, and maybe yours and mine. Don't be sad."

The woman was still crying, and it took a long time before she wiped her tears and said, "That's it." As she spoke, her eyes were still staring at the road where there was no figure outside the door. After all, it was a piece of meat that fell from her body. If the family were not so embarrassed, No matter how stupid you are, you will never give it to others.

From now on, even if you leave.

Yimo took Liu Yan and soon became farther and farther away from the thatched and mud-walled house. Liu Yan, who had been quiet all along, moved in his arms, twisting his thin body over his shoulders, He kept looking at the house that was getting farther and farther away. Without blinking his eyelids, he was born stupid, but stared at the house where he had lived for four years, as if calling for the two people in the house. Yimo noticed his movement, stopped at his feet, and watched the hut with him.

Yimo asked, "Don't want to go?"

Liu Yan can't speak to this day, and it seems that he never understands what others are saying. Naturally, he doesn't respond to his questions. He stares blankly at the far away room, stubbornly maintaining a wait-and-see attitude.

Seeing him like this, Yimo had to look around, then turned over the face of the child in his arms, pointed to a mountain not far away, and said, "We live there, you can see it when you stand on the mountain. They give you to If you leave me, after that, you will not be able to go back."

Liu Yan didn't look in the direction he pointed, but looked down at his fingers dully. For a long time, Liu extended his hand, a small hand as thin as a chicken's claw, grabbed Yimo's index finger and squeezed it tightly.

Yimo thought he understood, and felt a little joy in his heart, but just once, this joy disappeared like a ebbing tide. saw Xiao Liuyan grabbed his finger and stuffed it into his mouth.

hungry.

Yimo sighed, not knowing where the soul and soul of this man had been lost. At the same time, he is also fortunate that if he hadn't lost one soul and one soul, I'm afraid that now he would be guarding an animal that he didn't know what kind of thing.

Putting the child in his arms again, Yimo cast a spell and flew towards the mountain quickly.

Liu Yan didn't even struggle, he just tilted his head in his arms, looking farther and farther, farther and farther, and finally there was only a thatched hut the size of a grain of rice.

Even if he has been disliked and cursed, he has given him a place of limited warmth.

On the uninhabited peak, the trees collapsed, and a small courtyard was built on the ground. Three rooms, one kitchen, and two houses were built, with new windows and doors. In the courtyard of the courtyard, a lot of green bamboos grow, and outside the courtyard, there are many trees and lush flowers. Through the low walls and low rails, you can see the beauty of heaven at a glance.

Liu Yan squatted on the ground watching the ants move, watching the chaffinch fly low, and occasionally stood up, looking through the dense forest, looking at the rice-grain-sized hut in the distance.

It was rainy in the mountains in summer. After he looked at it for a while, the sky became cloudy, and then huge raindrops fell. Often, before the rain hit his face, he was picked up and brought into the house.

There is a faint fragrance floating in the house, and the sound of rain outside the house is pattering.

Liu Yan sat opposite the man, opened his mouth, and ate slowly. He was so stupid that he would leak a little on the left and drop a little on the right, and let him eat it by himself. Usually, the food that fell on the ground was less than the food that went in. Much in the stomach.

When he first came to the mountain, in the evening when it was not raining, Yimo would let him eat in the courtyard and eat by himself. Often before eating for a while, the spilled rice attracts a flock of birds. After watching carefully for a while, they all rushed to his bowl, arrogantly and boldly pecking from his bowl. Liu Yan would not rush, and under the beaks of the birds, he ate less and less food.

Yimo had to feed himself.

Liu Yan sat opposite him, looked at his face, occasionally moved slowly to the chopsticks beside his mouth, ate for a while, looked at the plate of fish on the table, then opened his mouth as a matter of course, waiting for Yimo to pick it out The cherry meat on the fish's face is fed into its own mouth. Slowly chewing the fish, Liu Yan lowered his head and fiddled with the tail grass on his hand. The fluffy grass was like the tail of a small animal. After Liu Yan swallowed the fish, he held the tail grass when Yimo's chopsticks came again. , scratched Yimo's face.

After scratching, Yimo didn't respond. Liu Yan scratched again, scratching his neck, Yimo put down his chopsticks and said, "It doesn't itch."

Liu Yan didn't respond when she heard it, and was still scratching with perseverance. Yimo was also sitting there, still scratching around her face with a tail grass. Soft, soft, fine fluff slid across his cheeks, forehead, bridge of nose, and ears, and in front of him were a pair of big, round, but innocuous and innocent eyes.

When the food was completely cool, Liu Yan put down the grass and let it go. Yimo reheated the food and continued to feed.

The fragrance floats in the house, the rain outside the house is pattering, and the brilliance turns darkly.

The eleven-year-old Liu Yan was white and pure, the childishness of the child gradually faded, the eyebrows became clear, and there was gradually the shadow of the past, but she was dumbfounded, her eyes were still dull, and there was no trace of the former edge. Yimo watched him for a longer time, as if eager to find something from that face.

Shen Jue left the world and came to the mountain. She stayed in another room and helped with housework every day, and spent the rest of the time with Liu Yan and Yimo.

The summer is hot and the mountains are cooler, but it still makes people feel hot. After lunch that day, Shen Jue had nothing to do, so he went to take a nap in the woods. He transformed into a huge black wolf. Lying in the grass and sleeping with eyes closed. When the sound of footsteps came, Shen Jue opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was Liu Yan, who was looking at her motionlessly across the bushes.

Liu Yan looked at the huge black wolf, the fur all over his body glistening in the light leaking from the leaves. Prestigious.

Shen Jue was stunned for a moment, stood up, and forgot to transform back into a human form. The huge black shadow almost covered the weak boy.

Liu Yan looked at the wolf's eyes for a long time, her lips that had always been silent moved, and she called out a name: Yimo.

This was the first time he spoke. Although Yimo had been teaching him to speak and read for several years, but nothing came of it. Liu Yan was always silent, as if not only stupid, but also dumb.

When Yimo heard the sound, he came, and what he saw was a stupid confrontation between one person and one wolf. He seemed helpless and didn't know what to do in a panic. Yimo had no choice but to save the field. He picked up Liu Yan who was standing, stepped forward and kicked the black wolf, and said helplessly: "It's still not coming back!"

Only then did Shen Jue come back to her senses, turned into a human form, and hurriedly explained to the dazed young man in Yimo's arms: "That's me," and added, "I'm a wolf," and added, "I'm a human, and I'm also a man. Wolf……"

His clumsy appearance made Liu Yan look at him for a long time, until he couldn't explain how to explain it, and the mess was out of shape. Liu Yan slowly broke away from Yimo's arms, stretched out his hand, and stood on tiptoe, He rubbed Shen Jue's head. This gesture, usually given to him by Yimo, represents appeasement.

Shen Jue was stunned on the spot, as if he had been cast a spell, dumbfounded.

Liu Yan looked at Shen Jue for a long time before turning around and looking up into Yimo's eyes. After a long while, he forced another word: change.

He had just started to speak, and his articulation was indistinct, and it took a long time for Emo to know what he meant. Pointing to himself and then to the petrified Shen Jue, Yimo asked him, "Did you make me change like him?"

Liu Yan nodded.

Shen Jue only woke up at this time, and quickly shouted: "It will scare him."

Yimo looked at those eyes that had not changed for several years, dull and innocent, and after thinking about it, it changed back to its original shape. Staring at Liu Yan.

Liu Yan tilted her head and looked at it for a long time without responding, not sure if she was frightened or not at all.

A tit jumped between the branches, leaving a crisp chirping, and flew to another tree. Only then did Liu Yan sluggishly stretch out his hand, hold down the snake's head, and then slowly touched the snake's body. The icy scales swept across his palm, Liu Yan spoke again, and said, "Imo."

After speaking, he raised his head, pointed to the tall fruit tree in front of him, pointed to the red fruit hanging on the branches, and said, "Eat."

Just after he finished speaking, the snake cradled on the ground stretched out its tail and wrapped him around him. When one person and one snake reappeared, they were already sitting on the top of the tree.

Yimo returned to the human form, stretched out his arms and picked two fruits, put them in his hands and asked, "Enough?"

Liu Yan didn't speak anymore, perhaps because he thought it was useless to speak, he sat on his lap and bit the fruit.

Standing under the tree, Shen Jue looked up for a long time, finally couldn't help it, and asked Yimo on the tree loudly, "Is he stupid or not?"

Yimo thought about it for a long time, looked at Liu Yan who was gnawing on the fruit, and wiped it for him, saying, "Maybe it's just dullness."

Liu Yan, who was dumbfounded, was chewing on the fruit, completely unaware of what they were talking about.

Taking a bath in the evening, Liu Yan sat in the wooden barrel and beat the water. When Yimo walked over, he almost lost half of a bucket of water and refilled it. Yimo asked him, "Are you really stupid?"

Liu Yan slapped the water, and when he saw him coming, the water splashed even more, and finally splattered Yimo's face. Liu Yan was born unable to laugh. Seeing the water marks on Yimo's face, he couldn't show a smile, but his subordinates clumsily patted, causing the water to splash more and more. All wet.

After he had had enough, Yimo filled the water again, took the acacia and washed his long hair, Liu Yan slowly spit out, "Water... snake." Then he sank into the wooden bucket, and then " "Wow," stood up, a puddle of water rolled down his body without a single cotton thread, and by the way, he drenched Yimo's head again.

Yimo pulled him back again, and continued to wash without saying a word, his face was always indifferent, until after washing, he put a robe on the boy, Yimo said: "You are at most a water ghost." He waved his sleeves, Buckets flew out of the open door and dumped full buckets into the yard.

After finishing the work, just about to turn off the lights, the door was knocked, and Shen Jue said from outside, "Father."

Yimo opened the door and asked what was going on. Shen Jue carried a burden and said she wanted to leave.

Liu Yan sat up on the bed, lifted the curtain, looked at them and spoke.

Yimo naturally knew what he was going to do, and thought about it: "Go."

Shen Jue said, "I'm a little savvy, and I've abandoned my practice all these years, so I don't know where to look. Does my father know where he is?"

Yimo lowered his eyes, something seemed to flash in his eyes, and quickly said: "I've only seen him once, you should know that emperors are extraordinary people. How can I count them?" Then: "If you can't find it, don't look for it. It's time for you to meet, and naturally you will meet."

Shen Jue keenly sensed something from his words, and waited before saying, "I promise him to find me forever. Once I say it, I will do it. If I find it, it's fine if he doesn't recognize me."

Emer said, "That's all?"

"Yes," Shen Jue said, "Originally... He and I are two kinds of people, he is the emperor, I am the wolf demon, and we are clearly different... Although we have been together for decades, we can't say how good it is, so, If I find him and don't recognize him, I'll just do it. At the beginning, that's what I said."

After thinking about it for a long time, Yimo said, "Then go find it."

Shen Jue asked, "Where to find it?"

"I really can't figure it out," said Imo.

Shen Jue sighed and said, "Then just take your time to find it." You will always find it. Shen Jue thought, anyway, he was half-human and half-demon, and he could still live for many, many years, not afraid of not being able to find him.

Shen Jue left.

Yimo closed the door, walked to the window, looked at the dumb boy, suddenly wanted to talk, wanted to talk, so he said it.

Yimo said: "You can't find it in the human world." He said to the fool Liu Yan, that emperor was originally a god, he came down to the world, and then he went back after a while. No matter how Shen Jue finds in the human world, he must also find it. not reach. So what if he finds it, he is a god, he has no desires and no desires, how could he sacrifice his dignity for a little wolf demon.

Saying that, Yimo raised his hand, stroked Liu Yan's head, and said in a low voice, "I'm not worried about him. You taught him well back then, so he won't be like me..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly stopped, what is this? Can't see it through, or die like this? Imo didn't know what to say.

Holding the young man's frail body into his arms, Yimo hugged him for a long time before he sighed as if muttering to himself, "Shen Qingxuan, I feel tired."

In this life, Yimo also felt hopeless. He didn't know how to describe it, and his heart was as sparse as weeds. Even though he is a ruthless and lustless monster, he also has passions and desires. Once he is infected with these, it will be difficult to think about it again. Maybe he can find a spiritual mountain again, sleep for hundreds of years, calm down and continue to practice. But... not reconciled.

Always unwilling.

Just in a daze, Liu Yan moved a bit in his arms, stretched out his hand, and stroked his back. Seeing that there was no response, he raised his body again, held his face, and seriously kissed his face again. Dear.

Yimo was stunned for a moment, looking into his eyes, but could not see a trace of love. The slightly warm part of the chest gradually cooled down again.

Liu Yan said, "Imo."

The next words, but will not say. A fool is a fool, no matter how to excuse him, he is a fool, he can't even comfort him, he just calls his name blankly.

Liu Yan called: "Imo."

He shouted again, "Imo."

One after another: "Imo."

As if there was nothing else but these two words.

Yimo hugged him tightly before saying, "Go to sleep."

Liu Yan's work and rest schedule is considered to be late tonight. Hearing what he said, he quickly closed his eyes and fell asleep without heart.