Chapter 21: Scarecrow (12)

The lotus pond outside the town is a must pass from the corn village to enter the town.
The lotus pond, which was destroyed by Qingyuan last time, is still lingering on the lake surface.
The west wind walked to the lotus pond, originally intended to keep walking forward, but after thinking about it, he paused and started with one finger, and the magic water was the line.
The silver-white waterline connected to her finger and led into the lake. She found the line and found three unconscious brothers in the mud pool.
The water demon has taken away all their spirits, and now the brothers are no different from mortals.
Xifeng looked at them and felt that it was a pity that to learn to be a demon catcher and a talented person with poor talents, it would take years or even ten years.
But there is no way to recover.
The three left the lake and gradually woke up, saw Xifeng crouching beside them, and said, "Sister ..."
"Hush, don't talk." Xifeng looked for him, took a silver ticket from his shoes, and put it in his hand. "You advanced town to find an inn to rest, go to the inn closest to the town entrance, no Brother Ying is nearby, I will let him pick you up. "
"Without spiritual power, what should I do if I go back to the spiritual palace ..."
"The water demon is in Puyu's hands. If she is willing, let the water demon spit out the spiritual power to you." Xifeng got up and said, "I still have something to do, let's go first."
The three wanted to keep her, but Westwind didn't want to stay too much, and hurried away.
Westwind entered the town and went straight to the Zhao family.
When the time came, the Zhao family had already used dinner. The old lady Zhao sat in the granddaughter's house for a long while and fed her, but nothing happened. When the demon catcher came back, he hurried to pick it up.
When she walked out of the room and did not take a few steps, the west wind had already arrived.
Mrs. Zhao asked busy, "Girl, can you bring Yuer back?"
"I saw Yuer's spirit, but I can't bring it back for now, rest assured, she is not in danger."
Yuer's flesh was lying on the bed, motionless, and Westwind walked over to look at her eyes. From the flesh's eyes, she could see that Yuer's spirit was recovering, and the scarecrow really healed her.
"Grandma, I'm going to make some spells. Look at Yuer's previous life. Can you give me the accessories she usually wears?"
Mrs. Zhao took her granddaughter's makeup box, opened it, looked at it, and picked one for her.
Xifeng held the bead hairpin, pointed it on Yuer's with a thorn, and pressed the bleeding bead.
As soon as the charm was opened, the soft blood bead turned into a bright-colored bead, gently tapping on the ground, without breaking, rebounding, and jumping into the air. Xifeng stretched out his hand to hold it, and the blood bead broke into her palm, and a drop of blood penetrated into her palm, and a red light appeared at first glance.
In the red light, a Confucian student chanted in front of the window.
The west wind is slightly unexpected, Yuer is not A Xiang, because this Confucian student is the predecessor of Yuer. She frowned, flicking her fingers, and went on for the next life.
This time, it was a girl selling wine.
Xifeng thought that it was not A Xiang, think carefully, maybe after A Xiang left the corn village and lived on selling wine?
Unfortunately, the great years passed away, and the two reincarnations happened to be the age of Yu'er.
She tentatively called out: "A think?"
But the girl didn't look up.
It seems not.
Calling people from previous lives with spirit curses, people in the illusion will answer.
She was about to put away the red light, and suddenly heard someone ask: "How do you know my nickname?"
The west wind was stunned. The sound did not come from the illusion, nor from Yu'er.
The old and kind voice came after me.
She turned suddenly and looked at Mrs. Zhao.
"A thought?"
"I said that the west wind is a fool, and she doesn't admit it. So much corn is sold out, which is more profitable than catching monsters." It was roasted and smelled fragrant.
It gave Qingyuan a conscience in particular: "Now, here you are."
Qingyuan pushed back silently: "Saliva."
"... No good." Xiaohuo took the corn back angrily, all stupid, how could there be water in the fire.
The little black demon curled up on Qingyuan's palm and slept very sweetly. Xiao Huo glanced and licked his lips: "Or, make me a snack."
"No."
The rejected small fire looked at the scarecrow standing on the side again: "This snack is also good."
"No."
"... OK, I will continue to nibble corn and be a monk."
All the monsters stayed in the pavilion, and the evening breeze was cool and comfortable. Qingyuan slowly stood up, walked to A Shou, overlooking the village.
The village is quiet, the lights have been extinguished, the dog barks and cats bark, and it gradually subsides.
Everything is calm, and it will not be performed again until the sunset falls the next day.
Originally still looking at Qingyuan in the village, at the foot of the pavilion, someone was staring here. He knew that it was Xifeng's brother and that rude girl. A Shou also realized that he was upset and jumped on the pavilion.
A long rope pierced directly from the ground, pierced the pavilion directly, wrapped up the spirit of the Yuer girl lying in the pavilion, and pulled down. At the first sight, A Shou stepped on one foot, and the rope quickly detached from Yu'er, entangled its feet, and pulled down hard.
The first goal of this rope was A Shou.
As soon as the rope moved an inch, there was a fire, and the rope was bitten off.
The little fire, in the form of a giant monster, jumped into the corn field. The plump corn burst into flames when it met the blazing fire.
Suddenly the village is full of corn fragrance, and the little black demon who has been so asleep has woke up. He opened his eyes and saw the scarecrow dangling in front of him. His eyes were bright, and he turned into a black air. The eyes embedded in the black air were bright and sharp, and he threw directly at it: "Big monster!"
It hasn't touched a straw of it yet, and suddenly a hand reached out, blocking it directly. Qingyuan's hand gently pushed it, and tapped it directly to the ground, so that it shouted.
Xiaohuo raised his head when he heard the sound, and suddenly saw a ball of black rushing in, and it unconsciously jumped. Whoever wanted the black ball to be too fast, directly hit it on the back, and suddenly hit it with a golden star, almost giving the corn Spit it out.
The black demon was also dizzy because of this head-shot, and fainted again.
The small fire didn't have time to shake it off, and I saw that the rope came again towards it. This time the flame was burning continuously, and it seemed to be prepared.
"Brother, hurry."
Pu Yu's voice had just fallen, Wu Ying had already appeared with his sword in the dark, and the sword end pierced its spirit hole.
Once the spirit beast is stabbed in the spirit cave, it will instantly lose its mana and become paralyzed. It will take a few hours to recover.
Pu Yu saw that he didn't pierce the fire rat's life door, knowing that he did not want to let the west wind feel sad, and his eyes were cold. The rope immediately tied Xiao Huo's neck and tightened it.
Xiao Huo stared with cold eyes, and her soul rope would be destroyed with a roar. Suddenly, the rope was cut by the wind, and another breeze came, turning into a violent wind. Outside.
Surprised without a shadow, looking at the Tsing Yi man standing in front of the fire rat, his eyes were unbelievable. He couldn't believe that someone could cut off the spirit rope effortlessly. This is after all a magic weapon. What's more unbelievable is that he shot back at him like this, but she couldn't catch his aura.
It seemed that the opponent just moved his finger and knocked him back.
Xiao Huo returned to the size of a fist, clutching his waist and gnashing his teeth, dying of it, he must eat that little black face as a snack!
Qingyuan stood quietly under the pavilion, looked at the two people who did not step forward easily, and asked, "The west wind does not allow you to catch it, so you are not allowed to catch it."
"What the are you?" This is Wu Ying's second time asking him this question. He is too curious about the identity of this person.
"Don't tell them." Xiaohuo sat on his shoulder, sniffing his nose forward, and said, "The west wind is back."
Wuying didn't want Xifeng to see him coming to catch the scarecrow again, and turned into the cornfield without meeting her.
The west wind didn't go fast, and smelled the aroma of corn from afar, making people hungry. When I walked to the pavilion, I saw that most of the cornfield was destroyed, and the corn was dropped one by one on the ground.
A scarecrow was jumping in the corn field, uneasy about the dead corn. It tried to lift the corn with its waist broken, but when it was lifted, it fell down again.
The scarecrow's anxious figure and white hair made it look like an old man. It anxiously tried to save the corn forest, but it found that the usual spells did not work.
The small fire nest was on Qingyuan's shoulder, and he felt guilty-but what was burned by its fire was difficult to recover.
The scarecrow still struggled to "save" them in the cornfield, with no meaning to give up.
It is busy and wants to save them.
"A Shou?"
The anxious scarecrow gave a sudden meal.
Xifeng also called out "A Shou," and then said, "You see who is back."
A Shou stunned, jumped back, an old lady with white hair stood in front of it, looking up at it.
Mrs. Zhao saw the gray gown on her body, her eyes suddenly wet, her eyes moved to the hat on her head, and she couldn't help smiling: "You still wear this hat."
A Shou froze for a long time, and suddenly jumped up, stepped towards her step by step, reached her, and leaned forward, then circled around her.
—Look, I ’m very good. I ’m still in the village, helping everyone look at the cornfield.
—I have n’t forgotten your request.
You are back, you are finally back.
It jumped more and more happily, without facial features, but everyone could see it was very happy.
But suddenly it stopped because the surrounding cornfields were destroyed.
It stood silently in front of her and began to feel sad.
Mrs. Zhao choked, holding her clothes by the corner. At that time, she picked up the clothes in the river, and put it on before she could trim it. If she could go back fifty-five years ago, she must Will be serious about giving it a dress.
A Shou, you are doing very well, there are no birds dare to come here to steal corn. You see, how big and good corn grows.
The corn mustaches are really long ... Hey, A Shou, I will make your hair for you, OK?
The hair is really beautiful, but it will dry out in a few days. I will give you a better look.
But there was no "time", because the next day, the upstream river was turbulent, and the river bank was about to flood the corn village.
The whole village was very panic, and even the county magistrate came. They did not pack anything, so they hurriedly left with the government.
In the first few years, they were all waiting for the river to recede so that they could return to their village.
After a few years later, some people left.
She also married the local young master Zhao and gave birth to the first child and the second child ... Until the young master became the old man, the river did not retreat.
She thought she could not return to the corn village in her life.
But who knows, one day, the river recedes.
A Shou, we are leaving. When the water recedes, we will come back. You have to take care of your house.
They all left, only one scarecrow stayed here, guarding the village for fifty years.
The tears rolled away from the cheeks of the old lady who hadn't seen the girl in those days. It was regret and gratitude.
She reached out slowly towards it, and A Shou seemed to understand what she was leaning towards her.
The hand with traces of years gently stroked its head, and the old man whispered: "You are very good, thank you."
In the evening wind, someone seemed to smile with relief.
A Shou jumped up again.
Jumping and jumping, the long stick that supported it for more than fifty years gradually disappeared. The body made of straw also gradually disappeared.
A Xiang Leng Shen: "A Shou?"
The west wind pulled her gently: "It lives on the promise, and now the promise is fulfilled, and it has no meaning to stay."
The scarecrow who has no heart and no thinking, after completing the fifty-year commitment to protect the village, because the people who waited for it have waited, the obsession disappears, and the people disappear with the obsession.
"A Shou is very happy." Xifeng looked at the scarecrow that was disappearing. A hat slowly fell from a height, falling into A Xiang's hands.
A Xiang stared at the hat, then looked up at the village, and found that the corn also disappeared, and the whole village was gone.
They all gave up the village, because A Shou's guard has existed for more than fifty years.
But after it leaves, the village will still disappear.
Scarecrows without thoughts are more respectable than mortals.
Westwind looked at this barren mountain and woodland for a long time in silence.
Knowing that it will be lost, why do you still insist on being together.
"Thank you……"
A wanted to hold a hat and a gray gown, said softly.
The village has disappeared, and A Xiang went home again. The home is gone, only a silt stone.
A clear spring trickled out of the spring, still clear.
A wanted to walk around "home" carefully, showing them one by one, "There are four rooms here, I sleep inside. There is a wooden shelf outside this house, and there are a lot of gourds. Look here, there is a large area Fields of corn"……
Xifeng listened carefully, then looked at the back room she was pointing at, and suddenly remembered that she was sleeping in that room that night, and Qingyuan told her that the scarecrow jumped out of the window all night.
It turned out that it thought Ah wanted to come back.
Fifty years ago, was it the same, staying outside the window every night, guarding the girl?
"I was so weak at the time, and I was exhausted when I held A Shou out. It hadn't rained for a long time, and the ground was so hard that I couldn't put the stick in the ground. I ’ve been here. "
The village is gone, but Quanyan is still there.
Westwind suddenly thought of something, picked up the spring water, and took a sip.
The spring was so heartburning that she almost vomited blood.
People with clean blood drink this spring water as if they swallowed fairy water.
The blood-stained people drink the spring water as if they were taking poison.
Westwind coughed a few times and finally understood why A Shou would become a big monster-because it was raised by holy spring water.
"It's a great place here, so nice." Xifeng didn't tell her the secret of the spring.
A wanted to ask: "Why does A Shou want to kidnap Yu'er?"
"Perhaps it wasn't A Shou who wanted to kidnap Yu'er, but because the water demon stole Yu Er's spirit into here, A Shou thought it was you, so he attacked the water demon and left Yu'er ... Your granddaughter has a similar breath. "
But when the real A Xiang appeared, it was recognized.
"Grandma, are you going to rebuild the corn village?"
"Rebuild?" A wanted to shake his head. "Even if I can build another village exactly, the people here can never come back."
Fifty years later, the babies of that year have already become half-year-olds.
Everyone has a home, and all have children and grandchildren.
Who wants to go back to this village and grow corn?
Who wants to light up cooking smoke here on sunset?
The corn village disappeared at the moment A Shou disappeared.
A Xiang sighed, looked at the farmhouse where she lived for more than ten years, and said, "Let's go."
Farewell, A Shou.
Farewell, her hometown.
The group left the corn village, and even the last voice could not be heard. Wuying and Puyu came out.
Yesterday it was still a village, and now it is in ruins, which makes Pu Yu feel a little weird. When she saw him crouching next to Quan's eyes, she leaned over and asked, "Brother, what is this Master looking for?"
"Ok."
"I knew it was in front of us, and we didn't have to try to catch the scarecrow."
The Scarecrow bears the spirit they seek and misleads them, but fortunately his sister did not find it. Wuying took out a jade bottle and put it into the spring water, and read the Soul Charm.
The spring water boiled suddenly, unwilling to enter the bottle, but there was no way to stop it. With a bang, the essence of the spring water was inhaled by the jade bottle.
The originally clean spring water instantly became a dead water.
Qingyuan, who had left the corn village, paused slightly and looked back at the village.
Westwind also stopped and asked, "What's wrong?"
Qingyuan tilted his head, slightly puzzled, and finally shook his head.
Brothers who are not humans, sisters who are impolite, squatted beside the spring.
Probably ... I'm thirsty. Drink water.
"Where are we going now?"
"Return Yuer's soul, take a small amount of money."
"and then?"
"Eat a meal!"
"And then?"
Eating and sleeping to hit you! Xifeng smiled brightly at him: "Then get a good night's sleep, and then go find work."
"Oh." Qing Yuan didn't ask, he was thinking about one thing-was the broom put in the inn at that time, still there?
"Oops!" The West Wind wolf howled, "Corn! Big and sweet corn, why don't I sell it! It's better to pay for my own grain." She grabbed Qingyuan's hand pitifully and shook it. Akira, "Can you change the scarecrow back?"
"No."
"Oh." Xifeng immediately let go of his hand, why should he be used!
The small fire, still holding his waist, grunted, idiot.
But where did the little dwarf who broke his waist go?
Probably on the way to find the big monster again.
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