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Chapter 88 Volume Three?twenty two
Shen Jue followed behind Yimo, turned back three steps in three steps, and didn't know whether she was worried or worried, and finally disappeared into the sunlight. And Yimo did not look back, perhaps because he was afraid that he would be reluctant to leave after looking back.
Liu Yan stood there, watching them go away, and on this sunny day, they disappeared. The mountain wind picked up his long hair, raised it gently, and lowered it gently, from the warm and bright day to the sunset. He remained motionless all the time, as if he had become an old and solidified stone statue waiting for his lover to return in the legend.
The days of June change. The mountain wind gradually picked up, and the treetops swayed in the darkness, "Hula-la-" as if thousands of leaves made their own voices, and with a thunder, bright lightning flashed across the sky, like daytime. Liu Yan blinked, looked up at the sky, the huge and sparse raindrops slammed into his eyes, and then one drop after another, smashed on the skin like a bean, making a "pop". ring. In an instant, it rained heavily.
I don't know why, Liu Yan remembered that not long ago, he was still a fool and lived in this yard with Yimo. Because of the abundant rain in the mountains, he often played happily when he was called by Yimo, and he was not allowed to play any more, so he went back to the house immediately. . Naturally, he did not agree, and after a long delay, Yimo dragged him home every time.
Often, before the door was closed, the pouring rain poured down, slashed into the house, and wet his cheeks. At this time, Yimo will close the doors and windows, pull him to wipe his face, face to face, wipe the water droplets off his face, and sigh, and say, "Don't you know how to hide from the rain?"
I don't know which of them is more stupid than the other. At that time, the fool wanted to get close to him, looked at his handsome face, so close at hand, wiped the water droplets on his face, looked cautiously, and treated himself like a treasure.
Liu Yan stood in the rain, remembering the past, and suddenly laughed, the water flowed down the corners of his rolled up lips, how much the rain, his smile was so radiant.
One lifetime, three lifetimes, three lifetimes, there is not a trace of disagreement in the memories washed by the rain.
In the rainstorm, Liu Yan's smile was clean and warm, as if all the hardships had never happened, and all the ups and downs had never been bloody. It seems that he has the most complete happiness in the world. After three generations, his smile has never changed. It seems that he can set the permafrost on fire, and he can also make the cold-hearted snake demon willing to go anywhere for this.
Such as the golden flowers blooming silently in the corner, as long as you notice it, you will never ignore it again. Then, it will become a golden sunshine in your life.
It was tea time in the torrential rain, the rain gradually subsided, and the tiny raindrops were densely packed, falling on the tiles, on the leaves, on the wet soil, on the eyelashes, and each knocked out different sounds. Crunchy sound, muffled sound, subtle sound, bright sound.
The sky and the earth are shrouded in the water vapor created by the rainstorm, and the misty mist, as if the white smoke rising from the hot spring in that year and that month, blocked the distant mountains and waters, but did not stop one person and one monster.
Liu Yan lowered his eyes, turned back into the house, changed into a wet shirt, and went to the kitchen to prepare meals.
After the hazy hookah, in the fine sound of rain, the huge black wolf was running, its hair brushed the low grass and the young trees, making a rustling sound, the sound getting closer and closer, until he Stopped, stopped in the increasingly thin raindrops, Liu Yan greeted him, and saw that the black wolf seemed to be wearing a ring of iron shackles around the neck, flickering faintly in the darkness of the night.
"Father, I'm back." Shen Jue said that he turned into a human figure and ran all the way. He hated that his legs were not enough, so he ran wildly in a wolf shape. The long snake held it in both hands and handed it over.
The rain was so heavy that he was soaked all over, but there was not a single drop of water on the scales of the black snake in his hand.
In the dim light, Liu Yan saw the blood hole on the side of his neck. The blood had already been washed away by the rain, and the wound was pale. Liu Yan put the black snake in his arms with one hand, stretched out the other hand, touched Shen Jue's wound, and asked, "Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt." Shen Jue said, and said with a smile, "He really hates me now. He bit me several times along the way, and he had to run away. I had to let him sleep first before I brought him back."
As she said that, Shen Jue stretched out her arm and pulled up her sleeves to show her father, showing a few blood holes on her arm with a bit of coquettishness. Also glowing white, no more bleeding.
Liu Yan didn't ask any more details, and he probably guessed it without asking. After all, Yimo, who has lost his spirituality, doesn't recognize him anymore. Beasts born in the jungle have a natural instinct to detect danger. For example, the wolf cub that was just brought back that year was very afraid of Yimo. Now, Yimo, who lost his demon power, was just a wild snake, and was extremely afraid of this powerful black wolf. This is the instinct of beasts, the fear of the weak to the strong.
Therefore, even if Shen Jue did not have any hostility, in Yimo's eyes at this time, he was a dangerous enemy.
Liu Yan asked him to add the medicine, and then went to the kitchen to add firewood to the stove. Shen Jue went back to the room, changed his clothes, and hurried away, pushing one person and one snake out of the kitchen, taking over by himself, beside the meal Liu Yan prepared, Added two more side dishes. This is the end of the room.
The hot food came to the table, and both of them had not dripped water for a day. They lowered their heads and busy filling their stomachs with food. A bowl of rice had just been eaten. Observe them. Liu Yan didn't think too much, immediately put down the bowl and chopsticks and walked over. Just as he stretched out his hand, he heard a "don't move" from Shen Jue behind him, and Liu Yan's hand was already bitten.
It hurt, but Liu Yan was laughing, looking at the black snake that was biting him and didn't let go, and didn't know what to think. After a long time, Fang said: "Why are you so small without the demon pill, you were so small back then? It bit my wrist."
Naturally, the snake didn't understand, just bit him tightly, the poisonous teeth were still injecting venom, this person didn't respond for a long time, it was like biting on cotton, it didn't hurt or itchy, not to mention poison, not even eyelids Blink. However, his own snake tail was lifted by Liu Yan and wrapped around his arm.
Shen Jue was speechless, and had to admit that the scene in front of him was a bit funny, the black snake wrapped around Liu Yan's arm, but the fangs kept on his hand, because he lost his demon pill when he returned to its original form, and he was smaller than before. Many, otherwise Liu Yan would not be able to lift one arm.
In addition to being funny, it is also three-point desolate. They were the dearest people.
With the snake hanging on his arm, Liu Yan walked back to the table. Fortunately, his left hand was stretched out, and his right hand was free, so he could hold the wooden chopstick and continue to eat. Although Shen Jue is a monster, he rarely cultivates, especially when he is with his family. He is used to whole grains and miscellaneous grains every day, and there are so many delicacies in the world. Even Yimo often eats three meals a day, claiming to be full of turbid energy, but still enjoying it? But this night, Shen Jue suddenly lost his appetite.
On the other hand, Liu Yan, with a peaceful expression, was always calm and composed, bitten on one hand, and did not stop eating.
Shen Jue looked at him for a long time, and finally said: "Dad, he wants to bite you every day, do you do this every day?"
Liu Yan didn't answer immediately, and after eating another bowl of rice, he poured tea and rinsed his mouth, and said calmly, "Although he has no spiritual aperture, do you think he is a fool?"
Shen Jue blinked.
Liu Yan explained: "He bites a few times and finds that it's completely useless, so he won't bite again. He knows it's useless, but he still bites with all his strength. That's not him." Liu Yan paused for a while, then added a sentence. : "He's too lazy."
Shen Jue nodded hurriedly, and ran over to hold the black snake's head with one hand, let it open its mouth, and withdraw its fangs from Liu Yan's flesh. He peeled off the entangled snake body, held it in his hands, and lowered his head to the black snake and said to himself: "You can take advantage of the fact that you can bite me a few more times now, and don't come suddenly in the future, it's scary."
The snake spit out a letter and turned around to run, probably because he had bitten him several times before, but he didn't kill the thing, but he fainted out of nowhere.
Shen Jue was very surprised, and while not letting him run around, he said, "Dad, he really won't bite me!"
Liu Yan just smiled, the smile was calm, and the trace of melancholy was well concealed.
The black snake struggled for a while in Shen Jue's hands, but he didn't break free, so he simply gave up and stopped struggling. It was up to him to die or live.
Seeing that he gave up, Shen Jue handed the snake to Liu Yan, confirmed that Liu Yan would not be bitten every day, and was relieved, saying: "The rain has stopped, I will find some wild animals to feed him, please don't let him eat. He ran around, and if he got into a hole, I wouldn't find it easy."
Liu Yan responded and saw his agile figure completely disappear in the dark night. He lowered his head, and Liu Yan hugged the black snake that had given up the struggle. , bit him in one bite.
The sharp fangs pierced the flesh and blood, piercing the place where he had kissed so delicately the night before. The person injured by him only trembled slightly, without any movement, his fingertips stubbornly and tenderly stroked the cold scales, back and forth, over and over, over and over again, like the most precious treasure in the world. .
"Emo."
Liu Yan called out in a low voice. The candles flickered, and the light was vague.
He called out over and over again, "Imo."
His voice was ethereal, and it remained in the air for a long time.
Apart from this name, apart from the coldness of his fingertips, at this moment, he has nothing.
The author has something to say: condolences to all the compatriots who died in the 7.23 accident; condolences to all the deceased who are not on the published list; blessings to all the compatriots who lost their loved ones;
Salute to all compatriots who participated in saving lives, even though you are just ordinary people; Salute to all media people who uphold your conscience, even though you know you will lose your jobs; Salute to all netizens who have contributed to justice and conscience, even though you know how many Weibo reposts you have In the end, they will all be caught in the river; however, there are still many people who have not given up, persevering for their own conscience, and persevering in order to save this country from sinking into a deeper darkness; pay tribute to all kind people who maintain the light and goodwill of humanity.
- Traces.