Chapter 294: Turning the throat and touching the taboo
A little boy took a wooden stick and tinkered on the sand for a long time.
It must be said that She Zishu really had nothing to do, so he actually stayed nearby and watched for a long time. From the moment when the hottest hour passed, when the weather turned slightly cooler, until the sun was about to set, the two of them didn't move much.
As for the boy's painting skills... I really can't compliment him, but I can't help but have a strong interest. Maybe there is nothing he wants to do except painting. The relatively flat sandy land near the river bank is almost all painted with his stick.
It was full. He also tortured seven or eight of the little sticks used for drawing, but he never stopped. The bones of a young man's body are soft enough. If he were an ordinary adult, he would stoop and squat like this.
It will be gone in less than an hour.
It won't be long before the sun will fade away. The clouds in the west are slightly warm, and the boy's "pen" finally reaches Zishu's feet. In fact, she has no choice but to retreat. All around are the boy's "masterpieces",
She knew that if she stepped on something good or bad, it would definitely make people angry - even though the painting was not very good, after all, it was the creation of his hard work.
"Please move your hooves," the young man said without raising his head, "I've been waiting for a day to see if you're tired of it. If you don't leave, I'll charge a fee."
She Zishu looked around. His indescribable paintings were everywhere. Even the grass closest to her was two feet away. But now that the young man had spoken, it was unreasonable to stay still. She jumped back and landed on the grass.
She flipped very high in the air with a nimble posture. Then the young man raised his head and looked at her seriously.
"I'm glad I'm not in the mood to talk to you today. Otherwise, I would have dug out your eyes long ago if I had been looking at you for so long."
This boy has a really bad temper. Are all human males of this age like this? He took a few steps closer, not caring about stepping on his paintings. Zi Shu looked at him closer and couldn't help but feel strange. This child
His skin color was very dark, but not a healthy tan. At first she thought the boy was a child from a nearby village, but now Zishu realized that he was not.
His skin quality is very good, and he doesn't look like farmers, fishermen, woodcutters and the like who have been exposed to the weather. Those people's skin is as rough as the surface of granite. He is different. At first glance, he lives a rich life.
He lives a pampered life. Although there are some sunburn marks on his body, they should be caused by his recent heavy activity, because the quality of his clothes is also very good.
Moreover, his skin has an indescribable cold color, which does not seem to belong to humans. After all, in human blood vessels, warm and bright red blood flows. And standing next to this young man, Zishu did not
There is no temperature that belongs to humans.
In addition, from his words, Zishu had a... strange feeling.
She seems a little dissatisfied. Yes, dissatisfied, she has never been like this before. No matter whether others are respectful or arrogant to her, whether their words are polite or rude, she will not have any emotional ups and downs. She also said that she
Can understand other people's different moods in different situations, but cannot empathize with them themselves.
But when the young man spoke, she could clearly feel that to some extent, she was "irritated".
Far from being indignant or even wanting to retaliate, this situation aroused Zishu's interest. She wanted to have more conversations with the young man, trying to get some kind of emotional stimulation from it. She
I have noticed that this young man is not an idle person. It's just that he has been wandering alone for a long time, and I don't know why.
So she asked.
"It's getting dark, why don't you go home?"
"What are you talking about?" the young man sneered, "not everyone has a family, I thought it was common sense."
Zishu nodded and said, "That's right, I don't either."
"Then you still ask such stupid questions." The young man frowned, "Are you afraid that you are a fool and that's why you were kicked out of the house?"
"It's not impossible."
The young man was at a loss for words. He noticed the displeasure on Zishu's expression, but he also felt an abnormal calmness from her calm rebuttal. As the two looked at each other for a while, the sky in the west became even redder. Tomorrow
It must be good weather again.
"I want to talk to you." Zishu said proactively and straightforwardly.
"What are you talking about? You've been sitting here all afternoon, and I thought you were mute."
"Then you guessed wrong."
"I was scolding you."
"Oh, that's it."
The young man turned his head, squinted his eyes, and looked at her with strange eyes: "You are really weird and boring."
His purpose in saying this was to annoy people, but this woman didn't do what he wanted, and he felt very unfulfilled.
"I think so." Shezi looked at the young man's work, stretched out a finger and said, "Then let's talk about interesting things, such as your work."
"What's there to say? You've been looking at it all afternoon and you still haven't seen anything. There really is something wrong with your eyes."
"Maybe." Zishu said seriously, "Maybe if you say a few more words, I will be angry."
"Where are people like you? You're sick." The young man cursed and turned around, "Guys like you can't appreciate my paintings."
She Zishu could completely understand the meaning of his words, because these graffiti...couldn't tell anything, at least they couldn't correspond to any creation in the world she had seen. She carefully opened her legs and shuttled among these weird
Among the lines. The young man followed her. Although he didn't like her, he had no intention of driving her away. After all, there were very few people in this world who were not easily dismissed by him with a few words.
Especially...after that incident.
He has been wandering around for a long time and no longer wants to stay in a familiar place. He also doesn’t want to see any familiar faces. He has long been able to live alone, even live well. The sky began to dim, and his vision began to dim.
It became a little hazy, but that didn't stop the two people from pacing slowly on the sand.
"Is this an apple?" Zishu stretched out his hand and pointed to perhaps the only thing he recognized, "A plate of apples?"
"The blind man is a basket of heads."
Seeing how serious the young man's tone was, Zishu felt that he had been convinced. Regardless of the fact that the difference between the plate and the frame was not small, he was so stubborn, so Zishu decided to admit defeat first in terms of attitude.
"Then those over here are...flowers?"
"It's a tree, stupid."
Maybe the picture is too small and the tree trunk is too thin.
"What is this?"
Zishu stared at a weird strip pattern and couldn't figure out what it was. It was long and the lines inside were messy. It should just represent coloring. There were no more elements around it.
"Cut of a snake."
"..."
There was no swearing this time. But this kid... seems to have a different creative mindset than most people.
The sound of human footsteps was heard not far away. There seemed to be three people. The footsteps were very fast but very light. They should all be adult women. The source of the sound was getting closer and closer to the nearby village. It could be judged that they were approaching the village, not the village.
The people who came out of the village, after all, it was so late, no one would want to go out and take risks. Moreover, the village was on the other side of the river, so they were definitely not locals.
They are getting closer.
"Sorry to bother you..." A shorter girl walked towards the two of them and said as they walked, "May I ask where you are -"
When she saw the two of them clearly, her words stopped abruptly. At the same time, the young man was also stunned, and even She Zishu was slightly startled. The three of them were strangely frozen here, and no one moved first.
"Zi, Zishu?" Ling Huan finally said, "And..."
Just as she was talking, another person approached behind Ling Huan. Her cousin didn't know why she was having trouble asking for directions, so she wanted to see what was going on. At this time, the young man immediately said in surprise:
"You know how to clone yourself?! Ah, no, that's not right...if you smell it carefully, your scents are different. What, they turn out to be sisters. What a bunch of idiots."
Yin Huan felt the veins on her forehead twitch. She has been very tolerant since she couldn't speak, especially after stumbling on the rivers and lakes for so long and suffering a lot. But once she mentioned her mother, she
It's intolerable, not to mention that this bastard even scolded Ling Hu indiscriminately. He was just pushing himself into the water before, but now he has to settle old and new accounts together.
Wait a minute...At that time, did he say something similar to that he had met Ling Hu?
Yin Huan remembered something. At that time, she could not understand the meaning of the little devil's words. Now that she thought about it, she must have confused the two sisters. In other words, he must have seen Ling Huan! Before her! She
He looked at his cousin excitedly, only to find that her reaction was more extreme than his own.
Ling Quan clenched his fists, his face turned pale, and his whole body could not stop trembling.
"If you find a sister, you don't need friends anymore?" the young man mocked, "I heard that the woman who was pushed off the cliff before is now a monster and an evil messenger! She must have seen your true face, and you also
It's a good thing that she is finally out of danger! Double happiness! Don't thank me too much, you two."
Yin Huan actually felt that there was a hint of murderous intention on her sister's face. Compared to last time, his words seemed to stimulate people's nerves more, not to mention that he had done such an excessive thing to Ling Huan and his friends! The spiritual power around her
All flowed to her right hand, and before Yin Huan could react, she rushed forward and punched him. Although she was still far away from the kid, an invisible force actually beat him out.
, a large splash of water arose on the river.
This time he fell into the river. It was a pity that the water was not deep enough and he did not suffer the same pain as Yin Huan did.
She Zishu stood there in confusion. The orange-red sunset dyed the river bank and the water surface with warm colors, making it look like the bank of the Burantou River without a sunset. She recalled that in Ling Huan's narration, she was indeed captured by a friend with a companion.
Someone pushed off the cliff of Xueyan Valley. What happened after that was completely out of control and no one could restore it.
He is actually such a young man who is less than ten and a half years old... The world is really small.
So what should we do now? Zishu was in trouble. The young man stood up from the not-so-fast river, and the water just covered his chest.
"What the hell..."
Yin Huan ran forward and stopped her cousin. She shook her head vigorously and tried to say something. Although she was quite prejudiced against this person, it would be no good to anyone if someone died at this time. What's more, she didn't know him.
Is that difficult and equally annoying guardian nearby?
Luwu walked towards the shore step by step, and the resistance of the water seemed to be unable to stop him. He was so aggressive that he looked like he was going to fight the two sisters to the death today. At this moment, Chenxing finally came over. Wan
The wind lifted a corner of her curtains, and she said coldly from a distance:
"You two...it's really a waste of time to ask for directions."