V13.chapter 8

In the dark, Ke Xun and Yue Cen couldn't understand why these "audience" suddenly became noisy: some "people" seemed to want to leave, while some "people" wanted to finish the game.

Kexun felt that he was gradually able to understand some voices. A child sitting not far away from him said in a shrill voice: -- I'm afraid of that noise. " ——I can't understand the words in front of me, but Kexun can clearly understand the words - I'm afraid of the sound.

The child's mother coax a way: "that is a play, is a fake! Acting is a madman, watching a play is a fool, watching a fool! Are you a fool? "

The child seemed to have made a very cruel ideological struggle, and finally seemed to hold back tears and say, "I am not a fool."

"Good! Let's go on. There's something delicious after the play! There are corn, beans and peanuts! Your favorite peanuts With these words, the mother seemed to be emboldening herself.

Hearing that there will be peanuts to eat for a while, the child did not make any noise, and the surrounding gradually restored to quiet, as if the whole scene was comforted by the mother.

After listening for a while, Kexun suddenly understood something. He was worried: "sister Cen, can you hear what those people just said?"

"I don't understand. It seems that something terrible is going to happen." Yuecen was still holding Kexun's sleeve in the dark, for fear that they would not find each other after staying in the dark for a long time. "I think, instinctively, they should be afraid of the cat that is about to appear."

"I seem to be able to hear you clearly just now." Kexun did not know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing to be able to hear clearly. He never believed that he could suddenly understand different languages without doing anything.

Yue Cen also felt that things began to develop towards a bad place, but he couldn't think of a solution for the moment: "we have to find a way to isolate ourselves from these things, but..."

As the music quickened, they looked up and saw that the wedding procession of the mice on the stage was a little disordered. This kind of chaos was not panic disorder, but The group of mice seemed to be attracted by something.

It was the mouse bridegroom who had just appeared from the other end of the stage. As Yue Cen said, the groom was riding on a bright green toad, which was driving the toad to rush towards it, as if it was 1000 times heavier than his wife.

The other mice rushed to the thing.

"What is that?" Kexun looked at the thing that appeared on the side of the stage. It was a mound. Was it a pile of loess?

It's like a lonely grave.

The mice rushed to the "solitary grave" in high spirits, burying their heads in the earth of the grave, but did not come out. The sharp tail was swinging contentedly.

Just when Kexun finally understood what the solitary grave was, Yue Cen's voice suddenly became tense: "the rats began to steal food, and soon the cat would be attracted. We can't be sure of our identity now, so we'd better hide."

When Yue Cen had no way to deal with the boundless and breathless darkness, he suddenly felt that Ke Xun came over and said in a low voice, "sister Cen, can you squat down on your legs? It's really not possible to sit on the ground."

Yue Cen didn't understand Ke Xun's meaning for a moment: "you mean, let me get out of the wheelchair?"

"Yes, if we want to be separated from the outside world, the only thing we can use at present is this wheelchair."

Although Kexun could not see it, by touching, it could be concluded that the wheelchair had become something more in line with the time in the painting. Firstly, the wheel of the wheelchair became wooden wheel, and the body and armrest of the wheelchair were also made of wood, which was larger than before.

Yue Cen had left the wheelchair with the help of Ke Xun, and squatted on the ground for a while. Then he felt the cool wind around him decreased. It seemed that there was a wall in the air that separated the wind. He reached out and felt that the seat of his wheelchair was like a small wooden house, and it was Kexun who supported the small wooden house.

Yue Cen was not sure how heavy the wheelchair was. He stretched out his hand to help support it. However, Ke Xun said, "no, it's very light."

"The main shelters are here. Are you exposed?"

"No, there is a simple device like an oilcloth awning on this wheelchair. I pull it down to cover myself."

With both hands holding the wheelchair, Kexun curled up in this simple "small wooden canopy".

In the dark, I only felt that the heaven and earth were shaking. The shrill cry of terror and the sound of "clattering" wind blowing paper seemed to turn into a noisy and powerless background music. A roar of a fierce tiger descending the mountain penetrated the whole world. In an instant, the mountains and rivers changed color.

Ke Xunqing's hand holding the wheelchair couldn't help shaking. In the dark, he felt Yue Cen's hand groping for his arm and gradually extended upward. He was covered by her ears.

His ears were covered so much that he felt that the tympanic membrane had been sucked, so he had to open his mouth to avoid his facial features from being stifled at the same time.

For a while, she was worried about Yue Cen. She could not bear the deafening roar. In her physical condition, how could she be better than herself?But Yue Cen's hand is very stable, as if she is not affected by the surrounding.

In this way, Yue Cen covered Ke Xun's ears, and Ke Xun held his wheelchair in both hands. The two men held on silently in the dark.

After a long time, Ke Xun felt Yue Cen's hand loose.

I feel strange when I suddenly recover my hearing. Fortunately, it's quiet all around. There's only a slight wind.

"You can put the wheelchair down." Yue Cen's voice makes people feel kind.

Looking around, Kexun felt a little dim.

The wheelchair was restored to its original state. Yue Cen was held by Ke Xun and sat back again. Looking at the gray and empty surroundings, the two men breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"Are you all right? You just stopped my ears." Kexun came to the back of the wheelchair and found the wooden armrest. It was really a very primitive wooden car.

"I'm not affected. The cat's voice is still dramatic to me, but it doesn't seem to be just that to you." Yue Cen said calmly, sitting in a wheelchair.

"When I can understand the shadow mice, I feel a bit out of place." For Kexun, the most terrible thing last night was not the terrible cat, but that he was almost assimilated by shadow puppet mice.

With the light of the morning light, Kexun looked at the ground under his feet. It was the cold and hard land in winter, which was no different from the feeling he felt when he stepped on it last night.

But last night's "audience" were all gone, and Kexun tried to find some "remains" made of shadow puppets, but there was no harvest.

It was like being blown by an unnamed huge wind, and the world was blown clean. The group of "clattering" shadow puppet mice, the cat that could only make terrible noises, and even the brightly lit stage were disappeared.

Everything last night is like a dream that was awakened. Closing your eyes seems to have the residual temperature of the dream fragments.

"Sister Cen, why didn't you get any interference from last night?" Kexun remembered the hands that covered his ears last night. Although he could feel his master's tension, it was a rare warmth and firmness.

"Maybe everyone's characteristics are different, just like electromagnetic waves with different wavelengths, the magnetic fields generated will be different." Yue Cen was sitting in a wheelchair, holding the wooden armrest with one hand and his knee with the other. "In fact, I had a sense of panic at that time, not because of the cat or the mouse, but because of the food."

"Food?" In his mind, the grain pile like a solitary grave on the stage reappeared in Kexun's mind.

"Yes, since the emergence of those grains, my heart has been torn up. I don't know whether it is heartache or something. I just think that the food is very important. But I know in my heart that I can't do anything about it. It's the world in the play. As an outsider, I can't interfere. " Yue Cen looked at his clothes, which changed after he entered the painting. "The sound of the rats eating last night was like gnawing on my heart. It's hard to tell."

Kexun pushed Yue Cen forward slowly. At first, he was aimless, but with the increasingly bright sky, he gradually saw the surrounding environment - this is a very empty field, and those green tree fields are on the far edge, like the other shore that can never be reached.

Several low houses with round hat tops stood not far away, gray and lifeless.

Kexun finally found the pocket of the clothes on his body, and took out the mobile phone that he had not seen for a long time. It was strange that he had not found the mobile phone after touching it for a long time last night, as if the mobile phone had hidden itself.

At this time, only the function of displaying time was left on the mobile phone. Ke Xun looked at it and said, "it should be started from entering the world. Now 40 minutes have passed."

Yue Cen didn't answer. After a moment's silence, he said, "let's go to those low houses and have a look. At present, it seems that this is the only choice."

After all, he didn't know much about Yue Cen. He just felt that the tone of the other party was a little strange, but he couldn't tell why.

According to the current world settings, it seems that only a few strange low houses can go to "investigate", maybe the wood fragments to be found are in them.

Kexun pushed Yue Cen over. These low houses were dilapidated. There were many black holes under the wall, like the places where mice got into.

There was no window in the low house, only a small door. Kexun went over and kicked it gently with his foot, and the door opened.

The house was black and empty.

The same is true of several other low houses.

The two men still found some clues in these rooms - there were some chaff on the ground, which were scattered at the root of the wall.

"If you make a good judgment, these should be granaries." Kexun said his conclusion, "but the food inside was eaten by rats."

Yue Cen nodded and agreed with Ke Xun.

"I think there should be people in the granary. Why do these people let the rats dig holes and steal the food?" Ke Xun was puzzled. "I think it has something to do with the shadow play of" mouse marrying a girl "last night. Sister Cen, you said last night that the most classic expression of" mouse marrying a girl "is new year's painting. According to reason, New Year pictures generally have some meaning of praying for blessings. Besides a bit of humor, does this" mouse marry a girl "have any other significanceYue Cen looked at the millet husk that Ke Xun had just put in his hand. He thought: "the" mouse marrying a girl "is actually an ancient folk belief in China. Speaking of the folk belief, it is actually evolved from the witchcraft of ancient times. After hundreds of thousands of years of inheritance, it has gradually become the custom of the common people. It can even be said that the" folk belief "is the belief of the farmers. People pray for good weather and good harvest, which are folk beliefs. ——As for the "mice marry their daughters", it is actually a "rat worship" activity in folk beliefs

"Worship rats?" Ke Xun, who grew up in the city, heard of such a strange sacrifice for the first time.

"Yes, we worship rats. This kind of activities are held in the first month of the first month. The specific dates and methods of sacrifice vary from place to place throughout the country. Some of them are on the seventh day of the first month, some are on the tenth day of the first month, and some are on the 16th and 25th of the first month. On the day of rat worship, in some areas of Shanxi, pastry and other food will be placed at the root of the wall to celebrate the mouse's marriage to her daughter. In the suburbs of Shanghai, sesame candy is fried on the 16th night of the first month, which is said to be "wedding candy for the mouse to marry her daughter"; in Xiaogan area, a hemp oil lamp will be lit under the bed, and a salute will be made to say, "please see the red lady."

"I didn't expect that there were so many things about" mouse marrying a girl. "Ke Xun was about to ask something more, but he felt something was wrong with Yue Cen." sister Cen, what's wrong with you? "

Yuecen touched his knees and legs: "my left leg to ankle seems to have lost consciousness. It's not right since dawn. Now it's getting more and more serious." yuecen reached his waist and touched his calf. "It's cold and hard, like a stone." With a puzzled expression, he reached into his trousers and touched his wrists. In an instant, he drew back his hand, and his face was pale.

Readers: I'd like to know how other groups are divided.

Yang Yue: Little Fairies, be patient. Each group will write Da ~

Reader: Well, who left alone?

Yang Yue: this must be kept secret.

Reader: can't New Year pictures be written into the new year?

Yao Yue: do you think it's in the riverside at Qingming Festival?

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