Back to the old house, what appeared in my mind was not the memory of childhood, but the scene of the healing of Yulan in the old house that night.

That blood-red dress, the blown-down skin, the unique woman's body fragrance, and the grinuous trousers to wear!

Of course, there are half of the hips that are exposed because of the reverse wear.

And I was deeply stimulated, and shed four or two nosebleeds!

Moonland!A name that I took on myself, but deeply into my heart.

She is a name, she is a girl, and she is a care and heart.

Where did she go?Will she come back?Did she forgive me?This is my sister-in-law’s problem, and it’s my heart’s disease at the same time.

At six o'clock in the evening, when I had dinner, I went back to bed to lie down, because I was unwell and in the mood, so I went to bed early to rest.

In his arms was the dress that Yulan had changed, and the blood stains on it had been washed clean, but several holes had been scratched by the branches.

If Yulan never came back, this dress might be the only memorial she left me.

Thinking about it, my eyes are unconsciously moist.

The sound of rattling came from behind, and I turned around, and the six chickens were cuddling on my back.

In fact, it is not a chicken, my grandfather said that it is called a white-headed jay, which is one of the crows.

The whole body is black feathers, only a poking of white hair on the top of the head.

Crows are the incarnation of the pussy, the countryside has a saying, the crows call, there is no good!

And if there are animals exposed to the wilderness, this crow will also visit.

It was only at this moment that the white-headed jay had been taken into the child's soul, with five claws, and his eyelids turned up, looking at something intimidating.

But I’m used to them clinging to me, they’re dependent on me, like babies are dependent on mom.

My sister-in-law loves them, Wu Xiaoyin also likes them, and Yulan likes them.

Grandpa said that this white-headed jay was also complementary to me, and changed ordinary people, and each other would be hurt.

They belong to the yin, the body of the heavy, and people for a long time, their body of the yin will make people sick, the yang on the person will also make them sick, that is, yin and yang, each other melt.

But I have a pubic bone in me, which can produce a feud, which makes us have a medium of communion between us.

The white-headed ravens grew very fast, and in just ten days, they had faded their fluff and replaced them with feathers.

Grandpa said that they were measured by the growth of birds, not according to human calculations, according to the growth of white-headed ravens, and after a year, the body was mature.

But the body is mature, and inside is the IQ of a one-year-old baby, and it is still a child.

Grandpa told us to teach them from a young age the same as if I had taught them, and he said that if I had borrowed my life to give them, I should be responsible for them, and perhaps I could help them later.

In short, these six white-headed ravens are not my pets, they are more like my children, our family.

Sleeping confused, very unsteady, and the incandescent light outside the window is too bright.

The white-headed jays in the small bed next to me shouted, and I suddenly opened my eyes and suddenly found a shadow outside the window.

The incandescent lamp reflects its human figure on the window!

It was a woman, a familiar figure, and that flowing long hair.

“Moonland!”I got out of bed and ran to the window.

But as soon as the shadow heard my call, he brushed and ran away.

I quickly opened the door and chased out, chasing out the window, empty everywhere, where there is the figure of Yulan.

“Moonland!”I screamed at the empty village, and the voice echoed in the air, but there was no echo.

“Why don’t you see me?”I was crying, so why didn’t I see you?

My grandfather and sister-in-law rushed out of the room, and my sister-in-law patted me on the back and said, “Is it a nightmare again?”

I shook my head and sighed!

At this moment, suddenly the whole village remembered the ethereal flute!

“Come here!”My grandfather played the spirit, because the flute sounded the same beast song as my grandfather!

“Is it really Moon?”I was blind, just saw the moonlan, and now there was a flute sound again, what did she want to do?

Then the flute sounded farther and farther away, and went to the Black Smokey Mountain, I thought I did not think, and scattered my legs and chased them to the position of the flute.

“Little Van!”Behind me came the screams of my grandfather and sister-in-law.

I lost my mind at the time, so I didn't listen to their advice, anyway, regardless of it, a hard pursuit.

I am too familiar with the road of Shangwu Village, where I grew up, even if I don't have lights, I know how to go!

I followed the flute in the direction of the flute, because I felt that it was the flute that was attracting me, that she might want me to come out alone, that she might want to see me.

He reached the mountain, completely blinded, and touched a piece of it.

And this mountain I was not familiar with, after all, it is a deep mountain, only the last time I came two or three times.

Then I found that I had just walked in a hurry and did not have a flashlight, and I felt a little afraid at this moment.

I took a deep breath and shouted around me: “Molan, Yulan, are you there?”

But there was only my echoes around, and the cold wind and the endless darkness.

The flute is still there, but at this moment I can't tell in which direction, as if I have it on my left and my right.

Suddenly I had an idea and I closed my eyes!

In the night, my eyes are not good for my senses.

After closing his eyes, it was strange that the flute on the right suddenly stopped.

The sound on the left is still there!

I turned my head and felt that it was a cloud of gray, not the black gray of the moon!

The gray atmosphere was not very thick, but it was several times thicker than the surrounding air, but it did not reach the point of black ash.

“Linland, is that you?”I screamed over there.

Behind him came two clumps of orange light, and a shout: "Little Fan."

It was the voice of my grandfather and my brother, and I turned to look at it, and they were holding the flashlight and chasing up breathlessly.

"What's the matter, keep calling you to stop."When my brother saw me, I shouted.

Then my grandfather booed and let us all stop talking, but flashed a flashlight to the place where the flute came.

It was the doorway of the hole, but outside the iron fence, there was a woman standing there with her back to us, two hands on his mouth, and a flute in his mouth, which was a bamboo flute, not a jade flute.

At this moment she was still blowing the flute, which was trying to lead the python out!

"Who are you?"Don't blow it!"My grandfather shouted at the man.

But the man seemed to be unable to hear, and stood there straight, still blowing the flute.

“Don’t pretend to be a ghost, who is it, don’t blow it!”My brother also shouted in a voice, and then he was ready to go over and try to pull her.

But my grandfather grabbed my brother and whispered, "I'm afraid of fraud, after such a long distance, I can smell the faint rotten smell of the body, and the woman in front of me is afraid that it is not a human being!"