Reading The Remnants (Wen Guan)

Tu Laoyao bought a ticket, went north with Li Shiyi, and went to Anhui without stopping. According to Tu’s youngest member, the nineteenth he saw in the Xuejiagang area around Anqing was a few days ago. Anqing is a big city, with a prosperous market and bustling streets. Li Shiyi rented a rickshaw, ran along Sifang Avenue and swept through the alleys, but found nothing.

Out of the city, Li Shiyi and Tu Yaoyao walked along the river. There were glacial ballasts mixed with soil on both sides of the river. The currents endured the winter for a long time and ran smoothly. Some yellow and purple spring flowers bloomed sporadically on both sides. The thin and weak, but the forward sent by the early spring to wave the flag and shout.

Li Shiyi suddenly felt the frustration and impatience with hindsight in the spring season.

She originally thought that she didn’t need to worry about finding this thing. She would always find Song Nineteen if she went to Qiongbi and went to Huangquan.

But when she saw this rushing river, struggling wild flowers, and a clock that warned the passage of time, she began to stubbornly feel that as a spectator, when she captures every change in the world, she should stand next to Song XIX.

If she is not there, she is absent.

The green shoots broke the ground and the winter snow covered newly. She didn’t want Song Jiu to be absent from every spring, autumn, winter and summer that she had gone through.

The youngest Tu, who was squatting on the side of her side, lifted his suit trousers up his legs and piled them crumpled on his thighs. His buttocks were almost stretched. He still padd his feet slightly and swayed his buttocks back and forth. , Staring at the river in a daze.

He thought for a while and stretched out a dog’s tail grass.

Li Shiyi looked down at him and asked with his eyes.

Tu Laoyao lowered his teeth to wrap his upper lip, grinned his teeth, and said, “When I talk to home, I always miss you.”

“I’m looking for you now, and I miss my wife again.”

He spit out the fine sand in his mouth: “Am I sick?”

Li Shiyi smiled, no disdain, no sarcasm.

The fact of “absence” is regrettable, so people always yearn for reunion. The most important moment for people to share with each other is probably the moment when they all lose their voices after speaking about their own experiences.

Li Shiyi squinted his eyes while looking at the mountains in the distance, pinched the Shen Tu Ling around his waist in his hand, took it off with a movement of his wrist, and threw it up, whispering, “Mulan.”

As the wind whispered around his ears, Li Shiyi’s tongue turned around in his mouth, but he reached out his hand to hold Shentu Ling: “Nothing.”

She still wants to find it herself.

Her love is born from the mortal world, there is no earth-shaking muscles and bones, and there is no need to move the teacher.

The order of Shen Tu was taken back, Li Shiyi squatted down, took out a few small paper figures from his bag, and turned them over and fell to the ground with a little hand. Li Shiyi put on hats made of dead leaves for them one by one, and whispered : “Go to the nearby mountain temple and ask, it’s hard work.”

The little paper man responded with a twittering, and scattered the beans around.

The wind whispered, Li Shiyi and Tu’s youngest were sitting on the riverside and waiting, Tu’s youngest took out a few pieces of Bozhou beef buns bought in town from his own baggage, and two Dangshan crisp pears, and the two of them had a hard bun and a sip of Wan wine. Lips and teeth were fragrant, but Li Shiyi tasted the same as chewing wax. He only used a small half of the bun, and then drank the wine to blow the air.

Because of the distance limit of this spell, the little man can’t go too far, but half an hour later, he came back one after another, babbling in response, all shaking his head, and the little paper man who ran the farthest was afraid Li Shiyi was not happy, and handed a flower he picked along the way. Li Shiyi took it obediently, patted the ashes on their bodies, and then clipped them back to the pages of the book to rest.

Li Shiyi counted one by one, one or two short, the paper man was fragile in the end, maybe something went wrong on the road, she packed up her baggage and got up to leave.

Just turned around, but I heard a faint voice behind me: “Eleven.”

She turned her head and saw a paper figure covered in mud, carefully avoiding the puddle, and struggling to come over.

It limped, its right leg was wet with water, and it shrank and collapsed. There was a half-nail hole on its waist, as if it had been scorched by sparks. Li Shiyi squatted forward in two steps and held it in the palm of his hand. It sat down next to Li Shiyi’s finger, breathless: “Look, I found it.”

The flames in Li Shiyi’s heart suddenly ignited, and he asked, “Where is it?”

The paper said: “The mountain temple in the southeast, the mountain **** Lao Er seems to have seen it.”

Li Shiyi wanted to speak, and then listened to it: “He refused to talk to me, only let you pass.”

It yelled: “He despises me.”

Seeing is extremely wronged. Li Shiyi’s heart fell with a big stone, a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, his thumb smeared the mud, and a few words to comfort him, put it back into the bag, and looked at each other with Tu’s youngest member, and the two went to the mountain. Go to the temple.

The two walked fast, according to the words of the little paper man, but with a stick of incense, they arrived in front of the temple. The temple was built at the bottom of the mountain and was hidden by a few towering trees. The wall was mottled with broken bricks and old tiles. appearance. The outer wall collapsed in half and became a habitat for weeds. The incense burner in the middle of the yard was covered with wet mud and several pages of fresh cobwebs.

Tatters also have the benefit of tatters. For example, there is no candlelight in this room, but there is sunlight coming in from the broken roof, which illuminates the inside very brightly.

This is not a serious mountain temple, as if it was just a mess by the folks in the village. On both sides are ash-paved tables, and in front of a half-person high mud table, there is a wood-carved mountain **** on the top. The color of the whole body of the **** is almost peeled off, and the red shawl is half rotten, and the eyebrows are naturally indistinguishable. The head is skewed, without the bearing of the mountain god, but it is quite funny.

Li Shiyi stood in front of the futon, his eyes swept from the bottom of the confession table. There was a square vacancy in the dust there, as if someone had set up the original upside-down table.

It was nineteen, she jumped up abruptly in her chest with a movement.

Regardless of a lot, she pursed her lips and asked upwards: “My puppet just said that the mountain **** once saw a girl in a white cheongsam.”

The posture characteristics of the paper must have been mentioned, but Li Shiyi did not repeat it.

“Squeak–” With a sound, the wooden body of the mountain **** moved slightly, and the dust fell down, as if overturning the rice noodle bag.

Although it is a small fairy, it is a fairy in the end. If there is no pomp, it will be more or less to put up a score.

When the dust cleared, he made a sound, first cleared his throat, and spoke for the throat that had been infrequently cleaned over the years.

He dragged his throat and asked, “That girl, who are you?”

The voice came from the wood, with a three-point buzzing reverb, and the smell of burnt straw, the tone was completely condescending, and the indistinct eyebrows also gave birth to some squatting looking down on the people.

Li Shiyi had no other thoughts, only paused, and whispered: “It’s my wife.”

Yo. Tu Yaoyao squinted at her.

The mountain **** moved his head slightly, and looked at her squintly.

“You are a girl.”

“Yes.”

Li Shiyi was very polite: “Please also tell her whereabouts.”

It has been on the top of the mountain for hundreds of years, and there are so many rare things. The mountain **** lost interest after asking a few words.

“Oh!” Tu’s youngest person couldn’t see it, and rolled up his sleeves and wanted to reason. “If you don’t know, why do you call us to do?”

The mountain **** is not very happy: “But look at your doll’s fun, I want to ask two to talk to me.”

“Speaking of which, haven’t you seen it?” Li Shixi frowned.

The mountain **** snorted and said nothing.

Youngest Tu is anxious: “Have you seen it before?

The mountain **** coughed heavily twice, and it was obvious that he was annoyed. The two small and small dolls saw him unbending and not kowtow, not even saying “you”, which showed that he was deceived.

He snorted coldly, and scolded, “Where is the rude kid! I know or don’t know what to do with you!”

Youngest Tuo smiled, pointed at Li Shi with two fingers, and asked, “Do you know who this is?”

Speaking out scares you to death.

The mountain **** closed his eyes and didn’t want to talk anymore.

Oldest Tu Yao said quietly: “She is called Lingheng.”

The temple quieted down for a moment, and even the sound of the wind disappeared. The shawl on the mountain **** moved. After a while, he made a sound, but he laughed: “Lingheng?”

He didn’t look at Li Shixi with his straight eyes, only sighed slightly, and hid all his contempt and arrogance in it.

He was very tired and was about to take a nap, but saw the sand hovering, the wind suddenly rose, and a palm-sized token suddenly rose in front of his eyes, and it slowly rotated three fingers away from his forehead.

Li Shiyi looked at the dirt on the ground without making a sound.

Raising her hand again, she withdrew the Shentu order, but heard a loud “boom”, the mountain god’s slanted head rolled down and rolled a few times to her feet.

Youngest Tu was taken aback, raised his hand to cover his nose, and blinked his eyes: “Don’t have to…”

Give this great gift.

The old man’s voice came from the ground: “I have seen Lord Fujun.”

His head is not reliable, but it is barely piled on top.

Li Shiyi picked up his head, put it back on the wooden body, and patted the dust on it.

The mountain **** hurriedly said, “Zhe Sha Lao Er, Zhe Sha Lao Er.”

Although he did not know why Lord Fujun had to dress up like this, he saw that Li Shiyi’s complexion was not so good, and he was anxious to make up for the mistakes he had just made, so when Li Shiyi withdrew his hands, he took the initiative to speak: “I lost my head a few days ago. , It was also a girl who put it on for me—it was the lady in the white cheongsam.”

Li Shiyi’s eyes suddenly lifted, staring at him: “Have you really seen her?”

“I have seen it, I have seen it, pulling a little girl who covers her face.”

“The little girl was tired from walking, resting in the yard and eating fruit, the girl walked in and talked to me for a while.”

Hearing the news of her from others, this feeling is really amazing. It made Li Shixi’s ribs swell up like inflatable, soft and painful, as if the shadow of Song Shiji was stacked at this moment, and it was so good in the sun. In the afternoon, standing in the middle of this ruined temple, looking up at the mountain god.

Just now, the fingertips of the mountain god’s head were itchy. I don’t know if she touched the same place as the nineteenth. Even the imagination is palpitating.

“What did she say?” Li Shiyi’s voice was extremely soft, and the ending tone was slightly dumb, like a layer of sand.

The mountain **** thought for a while: “She asked me what I bless every day, but it doesn’t work.”

“I saw her cute, so I asked her what she wanted.”

“She said,” Shan Shen recalled Song Jiu’s tone and shook his head, “She has nothing to ask for.”

The mountain **** didn’t believe it, and seeing her frowns worrisome, there was no desire and desireless appearance.

“The girl thought about it for a while, and asked me if she understood the unforgettable magic.”

“I asked her what was wrong, and she said that she missed someone very much at the moment, but she didn’t know if that person missed her like she did.”

A drop of water fell in the center of Li Shiyi’s heart lake, she shook her knuckles, and looked at the mountain **** with clear eyes.

Shanshen said: “I understood in an instant. I was afraid that I was hurt by emotion, so I asked her, what should I forget?”

“She said that she used to be a silly girl. She thought and thought about that person. She did everything that person said, without thinking about it.”

“But later, she was not stupid, but she became greedy. She changed from a little bit of love to a lot of love, and finally a satisfied love. She began to want rewards, equality, and ten 20,000 points of affirmation and tolerance.”

She began to feel wronged, and she also understood that grievance came from caress.

Regardless of how much Li Shiyi paid for love and whether she unintentionally revealed denial and indifference, even the slightest.

The mountain **** sighed: “The world is infatuated with ruthlessness, and Tai is half that way. I immediately knew it, and asked her but wanted to forget the ruthless person.”

Li Shiyi’s heart shrank, his lips pressed, and his breath stopped pale.

“She said no.”

“She said that she wanted to forget herself and be a silly girl.”

“Om” sounded like a bell from a distance, and it seemed to originate from the trembling heart of Li Shiyi.

She wanted to curl her lips and smile, but she felt misty in her eyes, which made her unconsciously press the corners of her lips as soon as she released her smile, unable to lift the slightest upward arc.

Tu Laoyao sighed and scanned the wooden table that Song Jiu moved.

After a long while, Li Shiyi spoke again: “Anything else?”

“Have.”

“She said that she knew that the person would come to find her, and I’m afraid he would walk into this mountain temple like her and ask me something.”

Li Shiyi moisturized dry lips: “Then what?”

The mountain **** thought for a while and said, “Then she said, just what she said just now.”

“Don’t tell you.”

The last word picked up a rising ending, like a short rest. The mountain **** couldn’t move his hand. If he could, the youngest Tu Yao felt he was going to cover his mouth immediately.

The youngest Tu shook his head hating iron and steel, and lowered the corner of his mouth to examine himself. Even the mountain **** had been working for a long time and his brain was not bright. It can be seen that people have to read and study hard before they become a fool.

After asking a few more questions, the mountain **** recalled that Song Jiu went to the direction of Hejia Village ahead. Li Shiyi thanked him and wanted to leave with Tu’s youngest.

When she was about to step out, she turned and glanced at the ragged shape of the mountain god, and when she was connected, the straw core inside was rotten. It was strange that there was a rotten smell in his breath, and he didn’t say it for a while. , He looked tired and slurred.

Even Song Nineteen’s important sentence was only remembered at the end.

Li Shiyi thought and said, “When I find her, I will shape a new body for you.”

The mountain **** said Zhe Sha again, and then said: “It’s really not necessary.”

In the past, he was also a serious immortal who didn’t talk much, but now he knows that he won’t last for a long time before he loves to ask people to speak.

He laughed: “Nowadays, there are churches in Anqing city. There are not many people coming to my mountain temple.”

“In a few years, I am afraid it will be destroyed.”

He glanced at the youngest boy’s clothes, the small suit and the stand-up collar, how he looked at his spirit.

Li Shiyi said thoughtfully, said goodbye to him, and crossed the threshold to go out.