Over the Hills (please follow up)

In the afternoon, the wedding team entered the village and heard the sound of firecrackers in the distance.

"Enter the village quietly, don't let anyone shoot you!"

"One hundred yuan for a glass of wine. You're not allowed to enter the house until you finish it!"

"Quickly, bring the eggs!"

"Where are your shoes hidden?"

"You are not allowed to enter the house! Don't knock on the door!"

Feng Wuli raised the corners of his mouth unconsciously.

"What are they doing?" The little fox looked confused.

"When getting married, human beings get married like this. They have to tease the groom's team." He added: "But no one has any ill intentions."

"it's wired……"

"Aren't many of your sisters married to humans?"

"But when they get married, no one will go, and they won't come back for hundreds of years."

Feng Wuli was stunned for a moment.

In the distance, the groom grabbed his wife and carried her out of the house, surrounded by a crowd of people.

The next step is to pick up the groom.

The custom of worshiping is too far away now, and it is not convenient to find a priest to preside over it. They probably got married after having a meal. The adults and children were sitting in a van, and a private car was preparing to set off. The motorcade was very long, and the wind was unreasonable.

After eating here, I won’t go there.

He told his uncle and others in the afternoon that he was going back.

Su Xiaoxin was no longer as restrained as she was at first, holding his hand and talking a lot.

"Mom will transfer 20,000 yuan to you. If you don't have enough money, you must tell your mother."

"Do you live in a Taoist temple? I thought you didn't go to school? Why didn't you tell your mother?"

"Mom is rich now."

She actually cried as she spoke, unable to complete a sentence due to sobs, and silently wiping her tears.

Feng Wuli smiled and said it was okay.

She hugged her son, who was already taller than her, and kept saying sorry, but even if she said ten thousand words, she couldn't make time go back even one second.

It's in the past.

…

Walking outside the village, the little fox was squatting on the ground, using a wooden stick to pick up a squashed toad on the side of the road. Its limbs were spread out and turned into pieces of paper and stuck to the cement floor. It died miserably.

Judging by the freshness, it must have been freshly squashed.

It must have been that a car from the procession pushed her over when she was just welcoming her bride.

There are no quiet years, but there are toads who carry the burden for them.

"gone."

"Ah, have you said goodbye to that woman?" The little fox threw the stick away, clapped his hands and stood up.

"That's my mother?"

"Your mother? She is such an ordinary human being. I thought she would be a very powerful practitioner!"

"Have you ever seen a very powerful practitioner?"

"I've seen one, she's so strong! I heard grandma say she's a fairy!"

Feng Wuli became interested.

There seem to be a total of seventeen immortals in this land, five human practitioners and twelve monsters.

"What does it look like, a human or a monster?"

The little fox raised his head and recalled for a while: "It seems that it was a human being who suddenly appeared in Qingqiu about three hundred years ago. My grandma knew her and invited her to drink tea. She was a very strong and tall woman. There seemed to be hundreds of ghosts on her back.

She's howling, what a scary woman!"

There are five immortals in human beings. This description probably tells us who they are.

"It's Fang Xiangshi. It turns out that he was still alive three hundred years ago... Thousands of years ago, the human race used dance to enchant gods. If we could meet him, he would probably be very moved."

The little fox didn't know who Fang Xiangshi was, so he trotted next to Feng Wuli.

Three crows flew from the sky.

"Are you leaving again!"

"Well, I'll play with you next time when I come back." He thought for a while, then looked at them and suddenly remembered: "By the way, maybe you can give me a ride, I have to go somewhere."

"Quaa?"

"Quack?"

"Quack quack?"

The three crows tilted their heads and looked at him with one eye. The beady eyes of the three birds did not look very smart.

…

Between the mountains and forests, a huge black shadow passed quickly.

The huge crow with a wingspan of six meters spread its wings and flew dozens of meters away. Feng Wuli let the strong wind blow and sat cross-legged on the back of the huge crow.

Two normal-sized crows stood on his shoulders.

The little fox hugged his neck tightly, still shaking, with tears hanging from the corners of his eyes.

Ah Huan's spirit entanglement is a beast transformation, while Jin's spirit entanglement is a deception of the five senses, and he is not afraid of being seen as an exaggeratedly large man-carrying crow flying in the sky.

Feng Wuli felt very at ease.

There are also earth huts in the mountains, separated by twos and threes far apart, and there are still people living in them.

The old man sat in the yard holding a big bowl, and took a bite of food after a long time. He also sat on a wicker chair by the tree, patting his hand gently with a big sunflower fan. The old man's sense of time is different from that of the young man.

Comparing the light and shadow in the afternoon to the scale of their lives, it seemed like they were in a daze and then flowed through the gaps between their fingers.

They feel abandoned here.

There are also large areas of paddy fields, which reflect the scenery of the sky, as if clouds have appeared below them.

The old farmer sitting on the tractor looked at the sky reflected in the paddy fields. A mutated crow flew past. He was so frightened that when he raised his head, there was nothing in the sky.

If you lower your head again, you can indeed see the crow!

It’s bigger than the family’s farm cattle!

There are people sitting on it!

Old farmer:!!

Passing by villages with white walls and blue tiles, I felt the scent of monsters, which was mixed and weak.

I looked down and saw a bunch of little monsters that couldn't even reveal themselves. They were chattering around under the tree at the entrance of the village. There was an old man in a Chinese tunic suit playing the erhu alone. He stopped playing for a while, and the little monsters next to him were yelling.

Why did you stop pulling and keep pulling? Isn't he going to die?

Naturally, the old man in Chinese tunic suit couldn't hear what they said. He picked up the soju next to him and poured tons and tons of it——

ha--!

The old man played the erhu again.

"Stop making noise, it's started, it's started."

There are mountains and valleys below, and smoke rises from the mountains and fields, rising straight into the sky.

Because you can see very far away in the air, the mountains at the end of the field of vision are connected with the blue sky in the distance, which is too vast and makes the sky look very low.

Occasionally there are small town markets in the mountains and fields.

It's small, but it looks lively, and the distant sounds can be heard in the air.

The mountains are silent, but here people are noisy.

The hustle and bustle of remoteness.

Feng Wuli glanced down and saw that there were a mixture of humans and monsters in the market.

After putting on clothes, beasts can look like humans, and even more so when observing the human world, monsters whose lifespans are much longer than humans' short lifespans.

There are also monsters who noticed the guy flying in the sky.

When he was about to leave the mountain, he heard the sound of firecrackers along the road and looked down to see a motorcade with a big red flower tied at the head.

It's his cousin's wedding team.
To be continued...