"Who the hell is this blind guy who dares to come to your Grandpa Ku's territory to cause trouble? Are you looking for death, gua!"
"What kind of tarantula? It's just a toad," Gui Haiming glanced at him and said coldly, "If you don't want to be torn into pieces, hand over Xiaohai's parents immediately."
"Quack! You little kid eats garlic - you have such a big breath!"
The King of Kuyi let out a vicious "poof", and at the same time he kicked his legs and leaped high into the air. He held up a pair of copper hammers and struck straight at Gui Haiming with the force of Mount Tai.
Gui Haiming moved his left hand and pushed Xiaohai aside. At the same time, he raised the Panlong Spear with his right hand, and contained the flames of Mingxiao in his palm. The flames were like dragons, circling along the silver spear. I saw him lift the spear,
The fire dragon spurted out, pierced the void, and struck directly at the door of the bitter dragon!
"Oh my God!" Kudai was horrified. He hurriedly put his hands together, switched from offense to defense, and covered his face with a copper hammer.
The flames of Mingxiao burned the copper hammers, but in the blink of an eye, the pair of copper hammers turned into nothing, leaving only a pair of long handles in Kuzu's hands. Seeing this, Kuzu was shocked, and he took three steps back.
, no longer had the previous arrogance, a pair of big eyes blinked at Gui Haiming, as if he had seen a ghost.
One move would determine the outcome. Gui Haiming thrust his right arm forward, and the tip of the Panlong Spear was inserted less than half an inch away from Kuzu's throat: "Tell me, where is the person?"
Facing the sharp tip of the spear, Ku Yi was so frightened that he knelt down on the ground with a pop, bowed his head to Gui Haiming, and replied in a trembling voice: "This hero, this knight, the little one is really
I don’t know what you are talking about!”
Gui Haiming raised his eyebrows and thought to himself: Look at this toad's appearance and attitude, it doesn't look like he's cheating. Furthermore, with this three-legged cat's abilities and rat-like courage, it doesn't look like he can commit murder or arson.
of evildoers...
"Uncle, here!"
Just when Gui Haiming felt strange, he suddenly heard Xiao Hai calling loudly. Gui Hai Ming followed the call and saw Xiao Hai lying on the edge of the mud pool, pointing at the mist in the pool. The mist curled up, the moisture filled the air, and there was a vague feeling.
I saw several figures standing in the pond.
Gui Haiming raised his left palm and activated his spiritual power, and the figures emerged from the quagmire, swept straight to the shore, and landed steadily. They were all covered in mud, their faces and clothes covered, and they could not distinguish between men and women.
Only the height of the figure could be seen. Xiaohai hurriedly rushed forward, wiped the face of the clay figure with his sleeves, and murmured: "Dad, mother, nothing can happen to you!"
Seeing this scene, Gui Haiming's eyes darkened, and he stabbed out the silver spear in his palm and inserted it straight into the throat of the toad. He only heard him say in a cold voice: "What a toad, he can actually act!"
"My hero, have mercy on me, my hero, have mercy on me!" Ku Di hurriedly raised his palm to stop the silver spear. Even when the gun tip penetrated his palm, he didn't bother to cry out in pain, but hurriedly defended: "My hero, please be wise.
!I have never arrested anyone. These are porcelain dolls made for me by craftsmen in the village! Me, me, I just want a companion!"
As soon as Ku Yi finished speaking, she heard another exclamation from Xiao Hai. Gui Haiming glanced sideways and saw that the child wiped away the mud on the face of the clay figure, but revealed a white and hard face, which was made by firing ceramics.
become.
Xiao Hai was so shocked that he fell to the ground. He opened his mouth indifferently, but couldn't say a word. The next moment, he stood up suddenly, rushed towards the bitter turtle, and beat the opponent's body hard:
"You! It's you! You monster, you turned my father and mother into porcelain figures. Bring them back! Come back!"
Because he was worried about Gui Haiming's presence, it was inconvenient for Ku Di to have an attack, so he could only let the boy keep hitting with his fists. He raised his arms to cover his face, while shouting: "Hey, hey, hit."
Don't slap me in the face! Little guy, I really didn't arrest your parents. I don't even know who your parents are... Ah, wait! I remembered, you are the son of Lao Cai's family who makes porcelain.
, yes or no?”
Hearing this, Gui Haiming grabbed Xiao Hai's collar and tore the angry boy off from Ku Yi. He narrowed his eyes slightly, locked his eyes on Ku Yi, and said coldly: "What on earth is going on?"
What’s going on, tell me clearly!”
"Yes, yes, hero Mingjian, I will say it right now, I will say it right now," Ku Li nodded hurriedly, and said clearly, "This Lao Cai is a famous craftsman in the village, and he is first-class in making pottery and porcelain.
Yes, I go to his house every month to buy porcelain dolls, so I once had a glimpse of this doll..."
"You lied!" Xiao Hai interrupted Ku Yi and said angrily, "My father makes bowls, pots and bottles, and I have never seen him make porcelain figures!"
Ku Li's face dropped, and he said with a sad face: "Little doll, you have to speak with your conscience. How could you not know that your father is a talented porcelain figure? One time I went to buy dolls, and you squatted in the kiln with your father.
Bian, you pestered Lao Cai to learn the art of making porcelain dolls! That's when I saw you, but you saw my broad forehead and long eyes, and you said I didn't look like a good person, and you scared me to tears."
Xiaohai opened his mouth, but no sound came out. His eyes widened, as if he was remembering something, but he shook his head hastily, showing a confused expression.
I heard Ku Yi continue to say: "I'm ashamed to say it, but I did have some foolish thoughts and wanted to kidnap people in the village... Ah, hero, don't be angry, I didn't want to do anything bad! I, I, I, I
People are naturally talkative, and they want to find someone to talk to. But I look like this. Even men and boys don’t want to take a second look at me, let alone girls. They think I have a big head and that my eyes are too far apart.
It's too wide, I think it's too big..."
"Tell me the important point." Gui Haiming cut off the words in a cold voice.
"Oh, yes, don't talk about me, don't talk about me," Ku De responded hurriedly and added, "Anyway, they thought I was ugly. I broke into the village in anger and once told them to send one person out every month.
Chat with me. That was about three years ago. At that time, the whole village was frightened. It was Lao Cai who was the first to stand up and said that he was willing to chat with me. I brought him here and caught him to complain.
, saying that cultivation is boring and there is no one to talk to. Lao Cai listened to every word, and after listening, he comforted me, saying that this was cultivation experience, and said that no one talked to me, which was actually a good thing. Otherwise, he comforted me.
One day I really had a good chat with someone and they became friends, but a hundred years later, while I am still alive, that person is old and dead, and I will have to die of sadness..."
Ku Li paused for a moment and then said: "What Lao Cai said makes sense. When I heard it, I thought about it, so I asked him if he had any solution. He said that from now on he would make some beautiful things for me every month.
I put the porcelain dolls in the cave and kept them company with me every day and night, so I didn’t have to worry about their birth, old age, illness or death. So I never caught anyone again. At the beginning of every month, I would go to Lao Cai’s house to pick up new dolls.
Let’s chat with him by the way…”
At this point, Ku Yi sighed, and his face became even more bitter: "Oh, Lao Cai is really right, mortals are born and die, and there is no telling which day they will be gone. Gua, who can guess, he
There was a fire in the house, and neither Lao Cai nor his wife could escape..."
"You're talking nonsense! You're talking nonsense!" Xiao Hai covered his ears with both hands and shook his head desperately, "I don't listen! I don't listen! My father and mother were not burned to death, it was you who captured them! You bad monster,
They turned into porcelain figures and made up stories to deceive people!”
Ku De was so anxious that he scratched his head and said: "You little kid, why don't you remember how your parents died? I, I, I, I really didn't arrest your parents! Ah, by the way, since you don't believe it, go ahead
Look at the soles of those porcelain dolls, the marks from when your father fired the porcelain are still on them!"
Xiao Hai hugged his head and knelt on the ground without moving even half a step. Seeing this, Gui Haiming walked to the side of a porcelain man and pushed with his palm. The porcelain man fell to the ground and fell to pieces.
On the center of the legs and feet, a cyan brand was revealed, with the words "Cai Dahai" written on it.
Seeing the mark, Xiaohai suddenly froze, and for a moment, he was dumbfounded. The child stared blankly at the broken porcelain figure, and various scenes suddenly appeared in his mind, one by one:
Next to the hot kiln, his sweaty father was firing porcelain. He often hid outside the door and watched his father's movements. While secretly learning, he vowed to be as good as his father. He also saw Ku Di coming to get the porcelain doll.
He and his father talked and laughed happily. That night, while his father and mother were asleep, he sneaked into the kiln alone, made a small bowl out of clay, and imitated his father's example and set fire to the porcelain, but sparks burst out and ignited the porcelain.
He left a wooden shelf full of porcelain bottles. He ran out in panic, trying to wake up his father and mother, but the fire burned too fast and the smoke was too heavy. He couldn't tell the difference between east, west, north and south, and couldn't find his father and mother's room...
"It turns out that it was me...it was me who killed my parents..." Xiao Hai said quietly, his eyes were dull, and he looked at the debris on the ground in despair, and said to himself, "It was me...I want to imitate my father.
, I also want to make such a beautiful porcelain bowl, but I don’t know why the fire came out or why it burned down the house..."
Ku Yi was stunned, and after a long while he exclaimed: "Gah! It turns out it was you, a naughty kid, who killed Lao Cai! Oh, you are still blaming me, saying that I captured your parents, okay, okay, who is it?"
It’s a liar! Gua!”
Xiaohai raised his hands, covered his head, and said painfully: "I...I really don't remember...I remember it was a monster that came to my house, took away my father and mother, and also captured a lot of dolls...which one...which one...
That’s the real thing…”
It was only then that Gui Haiming understood why there were all kinds of doubts and feelings of disobedience: If it was true as Xiaohai said, Ku Li asked the villagers for boys and girls, why didn't the villagers escape from the village and find another place?
Or, if Ku Yi really liked children, why didn't he kidnap the young Xiao Hai, but instead kidnapped his parents? It turns out that all of this was Xiao Hai's fantasy. The child wanted to inherit his father's craftsmanship and learn the art of making porcelain.
However, he accidentally lit the house on fire, killing his parents in a fire. The nine-year-old child could not accept this cruel fact. In order to escape, he unknowingly blocked the real memory and fabricated the "Monster Pain".
"I kidnapped my parents".
Seeing Xiao Hai's painful and self-reproaching look, Gui Haiming's dark jade-like eyes were faintly flashing. He lowered his eyes silently, unable to bear to see the child's face covered with tears, sobbing endlessly, and finally fell to the ground, wailing.
Suddenly, Xiao Hai grabbed a piece of broken porcelain, held it tightly in his palm, and actually wanted to insert it into his heart with his backhand. Upon noticing his movement, Gui Haiming's body was like lightning, and in an instant he rushed to Xiao Fei's side and cut it with a knife.
He hit the child's wrist and knocked the sharp weapon out of his hand. Xiao Hai cried and said:
"Uncle, don't save me! I was the one who killed my parents. I have no face to live in this world. I... just let me die!"
"Death?" Gui Haiming's eyes dimmed, and his voice was as cold as ice, "Death is the simplest word. You said you have no face to live in this world, but I want to ask you, how can you have the face to see you?
My parents under the Nine Springs? Yes, you accidentally killed your parents. Since you know the pain and blame yourself, you have to endure the pain, remember the pain, live day by day, do something good, and cleanse you.
It’s your sin! Only then will you have the face to see your parents, confess to them, and beg their forgiveness! It’s so hard to blame yourself, and you want to die, what’s the use of it, what kind of ability is it!”
Gui Haiming's words, every word, were resounding. In an instant, the quagmire, the cave, and the king of bitter beetles all turned into faint blue light spots, floating in the void. And Xiao Hai, who was kneeling and crying, actually appeared in the bright stream of light.
, slowly changed his body shape and turned into a young man.
The young man straightened up, and saw that he had handsome features. Although he was not childish, he had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and there was a faint aura of heroism between his eyebrows. His pair of dark eyes were like obsidian, and his head was above his waist.
Her long hair was actually silver-white, as bright as the moonlight, and like snow falling on a winter night.
"..." Gui Haiming concluded for a moment: This person's face and body shape are clearly that of himself when he was a teenager.
The young man Gui Haiming nodded slightly to him. His lips, which were usually tightly pressed, were slightly raised at this moment. And the face that had looked serious and cold since his youth actually showed a little smile at this moment.
Meaning. As he smiled faintly, the next moment, the stream of light danced, the brilliance flourished, and the young man's figure turned into a blue cold light, covering the surrounding areas and illuminating the void...
