"Dear passengers, welcome to take bus No. 81. This line runs from Hufeng Town to the Passenger Terminal, passing through the east part of the new district and the Jinxiu Cultural and Sports Center... Please sit tight and hold on, the front stop is Bikong Community."

After the female voice announced, the bus started shakingly, carrying the people at the last stop towards their destination.

When he sat down, Ji Sike's strange attire attracted a lot of attention. However, he did not hide or hide, and openly showed himself to others. After a while, the eyes of the peepshow disappeared.

As the car drove farther and farther, he looked back and gradually took in the original appearance of the town.

It is located in a remote place, so it is not a geomantic treasure. Fortunately, the people's customs are simple and people's hearts are mostly good. Our ancestors have established good causes, and our descendants have accumulated good results. Over more than ten generations, the landscape has been nourished with popularity and has been praised by the people.

The mountains and rivers feed back vitality.

The cycle goes on and on, endlessly.

Although it can't be called a wealthy town, it is definitely a safe town, and it is quite suitable for retirement. After all...

Ji Si's sight was fixed on the hillside leaning against the town. It was a hundred feet high, with abundant trees and clouds condensing on the top. It slowly formed a pair of extremely abstract eyes, which were "watching" him intently, like a pair of abstract eyes.

It's a farewell.

Good causes produce good results, and good results produce good causes.

There is a spirit here...

Suddenly, he heard the child in the front seat calling out: "Mom, the big brother sitting behind me will shine." As he said that, the little baby climbed on the back of the seat and peeked at him carefully with half of his face exposed.

The childish age of four or five is the age when one dares to say anything, and it is also the stage when the third eye in the center of the eyebrow is most active. It is not surprising that children at this time can see the aura emanating from the human body.

"Hey, don't talk nonsense, be good." The woman comforted, "It's just the sun falling on people's faces."

"But..." The hyperactive child held the window open, glanced at it inadvertently, and couldn't look away. He was stunned for a while and said loudly, "Mom! There is a pair of eyes in the sky, yellow! Look!"

The woman took the child and looked outside, smiling and saying, "It's Yun. He looks like a big dog. How can he have any eyes?"

"It's really eyes, yellow! Staring at us!"

"...Well, yes, eyes." The woman really couldn't correct her, so she could only turn her head and smile apologetically, "Children have too rich imaginations and always say strange things."

Ji Si nodded slightly, paused for a moment and then said: "It may not be strange, there are indeed eyes in the sky."

After the words fell, the woman laughed, and the child immediately united with Ji Si. Based on the common language, he yelled "I'll just say it" and asked "Whose eyes are those?"

As the car turned a corner, Ji Si looked at the winding outline of the mountain, as if he was seeing time rewind, frame by frame, returning to hundreds of years ago.

The girl was dressed in coarse linen and had a smile on her face. A fox walked towards her and perched at her feet. Garlands and wild fruits were fragrant in the clear sky. The fox turned his head and turned his yellow eyes to him...

"They are the eyes of the fox fairy." Ji Si started to act as a storyteller.

"Seven hundred years ago, a woodcutter's daughter at the foot of the mountain went to the stream to catch fish and met a lame fox."

"It lost one of its legs, could no longer find food, and almost starved to death. It was the woodcutter's daughter who was kind and evened out half a piece of cake to feed it, which saved its life."

Born towards death, the ordinary fox became wise and formed a good relationship with the woodcutter's daughter. Heaven is merciless and everything has animism. When people treat living beings with kindness, the creatures will also return kindness to humans.

"They became good friends."

Ji Si continued: "The woodcutter's daughter accompanied the fox from death to life, and the fox accompanied her from birth to death. When she was buried in the mountain, it turned her body into the mountain; when she melted into the soil, it became her body.

Let the fur grow into a tree. She fed it eleven times with bread, and it protected the land and water for eleven hundred years."

If the woodcutter's daughter had not had kind thoughts, she would never have anything to do with the fox fairy again.

The wild fox will die in the forest, and the mountains will remain barren. The land without its guardian spirit will usher in a massive mudslide, destroying villages and flooding farmland...

I don’t know whether his voice was too pleasant or the story was too touching. For a moment, there was no other sound in the car, except for the child, with bright eyes, asking: "Are these all true?"

Ji Si remained silent.

Many legends are true, just as many children can "see".

However, when the people around you repeatedly give the person concerned "fake", "you believe this", "you saw it wrong", "stop talking nonsense" information, once the person concerned thinks "this is an illusion", then the truth will eventually become

Illusion.

Even the little aura you had in your childhood will be annihilated in the torrent of reality.

In the end, every possibility is lost to everyone.

"Really, it's all true." The woman packed her things and urged with a smile, "We have three stops left before we get off the bus. Remember to say thank you to the storyteller... uncle."

The child nodded obediently. He probably liked the glowing Ji Si, so he secretly took out two white candies from his pocket and stuffed them into Ji Si's hands with pain and reluctance.

Just as the female voice announced, the woman was focused on checking which station she was at, thus ignoring the voices around her.

"Thank you, uncle!" Xiao Xiao whispered, "I am not allowed to eat sweets at home. I stole these from my mother's drawer and gave them to you!"

Children's words are innocent and cute. They come from a child's purest feeling of sharing and are irresistible.

Ji Si peeled off a piece of candy and put it into his mouth. When his taste buds hit the frosted texture, the first thing he tasted was not sweetness, but the scent of cotton native to nature.

Refreshing, ventilating, refreshing and expanding!

Ji Si:......

He stared at the child silently, and the child stared at him without knowing anything.

Then, Ji Si stretched out his finger, touched the corner of his lips and drew it inward, slowly, slowly twisted out a snow-white corner, and then slowly, slowly pulled out a pale white lip from his mouth.

"grimace".

Very good, facial mask.

There was dead silence in the bus, except for the child who sincerely exclaimed: "Wow! Uncle, you can actually do magic!" and applauded wildly.

Ji Si:......

How many people tried to torture him to death, but they all failed. And you, who almost choked a god-level high priest with a facial mask, are really formidable, young and promising!

…

Passenger Transport Center Station.

The woman held the child in hand and apologized profusely, saying that she had no idea that the child had stolen her facial mask. At the same time, she was glad that the person who swallowed the mask particles was not her child. Otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous.

Before leaving, the woman gave Ji Si some money and left in a hurry to catch the car. Ji Si was left alone, twirling a piece of undried facial mask, standing at the crossroads of life making a choice.

There are four trash cans in front of him, labeled dry garbage, wet garbage, hazardous garbage and recyclable garbage.

So the question is, what kind of garbage does the moist cotton mask belong to?

It should be wet garbage, right?

Ji Si thought for a moment and threw the mask into the wet trash can. Then, he was targeted by the sanitation man for littering and was fined fifty yuan.

Ji Si:......

From last night's arrival to this morning's long journey, he could count all the things he had eaten! This was something he had never heard of or seen before.

No wonder the friends are more reluctant to come back than one after another. It turns out that the earth before the "Day of Destruction" is a place where the chosen ones can continue to suffer losses?

It's not that he has never been to a plane similar to the earth, but at that time, they either landed in a ghost village in a deserted mountain to break through, or landed on the front line of a war to save the world, or landed in a monster lair to fight monsters. And he was the most versatile formation eye.

There are no chicken pens, no fines, and no facial masks. The only high priest of reincarnation is always a guest wherever he goes.

Unlike now, the sanitation man held the broom, took out his mobile phone, and said angrily: "Young man, should you sweep me or should I sweep you?"

Ji Si didn't have a mobile phone, so he took out a hundred yuan that he hadn't warmed up yet.

The sanitation man collected the money, but when he touched his pocket there was no fifty yuan in cash, he continued: "Young man, should you sweep me or should I sweep you?"

Infinite loop!

…

A cafe with a petty bourgeoisie style, with dim chandeliers and a rich aroma.

Yu Mingyang, who was keen on playing with SLRs, was sitting at the back table. He didn't touch the black coffee or the small cake. He just kept looking through the photos. His expression was obviously impetuous.

"How could it be? It's impossible..."

Yu Mingyang spread out all the photos, and then swiped through the saved photos on his phone, muttering to himself: "Even if the film is exposed, it won't be bad, why can't I capture anything?"

There are more than twenty photos taken while he was riding the No. 81 bus. Without exception, the center of each photo is a dazzling man and the five-year-old child talking to him.

The front seat and the back seat, innocence and tenderness. Children clinging to the seats, wearing short-haired sweaters and cotton trousers; men telling stories, long-haired white robes and silver branches. One is the future, the other is the past, as if communicating across time and space.

The sun is shining brightly, but the warmth of this scene cannot be more beautiful.

An ordinary bus and an ordinary journey become meaningful and poetic because of a legend.

The beauty should not be missed, so he quickly pressed the shutter. He had excitedly thought of seven or eight themes, but when the photo came out, he poured a bucket of cold water on him——

Halos, golden and silver halos, covered the picture in large areas and blurred the portraits.

He could only vaguely make out the outline of a "person" in the halo, but he couldn't see the slightest bit about whether he was a man or a woman or what he looked like. It was the same in every picture, without exception.

He once suspected that there was something wrong with his SLR, but when he took out his mobile phone to look through pictures, he found that the pictures in the photo album were also like this. Every picture of the man was filled with halos.

"It's funny..." Yu Mingyang took the photo on the table and laughed angrily, "It's strange. Is it true that this man can still shine like the kid said?"

He took out his cell phone and dialed the number.

"Boss Si, can you do me a favor?"

"Not good, I'm looking for someone." Yu Mingyang said, "Rongcheng, Sichuan, connects to Hufeng Town at the other end of the Zongheng Mountains, take bus No. 81."

"Wearing a snow-white robe, with long, silky hair, she is tall and has a good face. The only drawback is that she is male."
Chapter completed!