Chapter 18: The Second Dream
"Uncle Two!" I lowered my voice, but called out to Buster Zhao with great effort, then grabbed his arm and said, "Second Uncle. Look above our heads!"
Zhao Bajie glanced at the location where I had just seen that yellow skinned face that was sneering at me, how I wished that I was still in a dream now, how much better would that be? Even if I turned back again and never saw that face again, but I clearly felt that Master Zhao Bajie's body stiffened a bit after he turned back, and I could tell from his reaction that he saw it too! Just that one yellow face!
"San Liang, don't look back, stand up, follow me, remember, don't look back!" He also said to me in a lowered voice, and then he practically dragged me, who was all weak at the moment, from the ground and climbed up the mountain. After descending from the other side of the mountain and rounding a corner, there was no longer a single figure around.
"Second Uncle, is that the yellow skin that became a spirit?" I asked.
"Don't mention the words Yellow Skin, from now on you don't speak or ask me anything, keep walking until you get to your house." He said to me, I had thought that he shouldn't be scared, after all, he was from my grandfather's time, but now it looked as if he was just as nervous as I was.
Then I saw that he took out his cell phone, dialed a phone number, and said to that side, "Brother, call that Lin Bachan, and that Fatty Liu from Zifu Mountain to come and pick us up, be quick!"
With the three of them coming to the road to pick us up, my heart is much more solid, but I looked at Zhao Bajie, this man that I have been madly worshipping lately, but my heart has so a little loss, I once fantasized that this man might be a high person like He Zhenzhen, but this fantasy was shattered in his panic.
After a while, our front appeared a few flashlights, opposite the three people, it is my old man they, fat man saw me, take the flashlight has been to my side of the light, shine my eyes are given to the flower.
"Xiao San two what is behind you?" He asked me after shining a few times.
I just saw them when the mind relaxed a little, long ago Zhao Bajie explained to forget, at this moment the fat man asked me what is behind me, I thought that the yellow skin I saw just now is still following it. Subconsciously, I turned back a bit, this turn back does not matter, I smelled a subtle flavor, and in the face with my near at hand position, that is to say, I turned back after close to the face of the yellow skin just now!
I don't need to worry about Huang Lao at this time, I was so scared that I screamed at once, and at this time, the back of my head was hit hard, and the next thing I knew, my whole body lost consciousness. At the end of my memory frame, or the yellow skinned face that sneered at me.
It was a long dream, a long and complicated dream. In this dream, I saw a little boy dressed in a green cotton jacket, the little boy bare feet have been singing, I can only look at him from afar.
Later I heard him sing surprisingly, Yulin mountain has a yellow skin, sand river water has a green child, yellow skin does not see green child, green child but recognize yellow skin, I do not know is yellow skin use green child, or green child smart over yellow skin.
This is like some kind of slandering, but also like a tongue-twister, in this dream, I stood in the village entrance position, every day I see this little boy wearing a green cotton jacket, he every day around the lock village a circle and then disappeared.
He passed by me without looking back, as if he had never seen me before.
This little boy makes me feel very scary, the green color may itself give people a very insecure sense of fear, I want to wake up, but found that I can not wake up, I can only continue to stand there, continue to watch the little boy repeating a thousand times the tongue twister.
Finally, one day, this little boy stopped singing, although he was still barefoot, but this time, he was holding an altar, this altar looks like the material is as crystal clear as jade, at a glance, you know it is a treasure.
And this time, the little boy seems to no longer ignore me, but with his pair of innocent eyes looking at me, he walked to my side, and then stopped, winked at me and said, "Brother, this thing I give you, the things inside are also for you."
I don't want to take it, even more afraid to take it, but I found that I can't control my own hands, I can't help but reach out my hand as if I was controlled by this little boy, and took this altar, when this altar came to my hand, it made me feel very strange.
My two hands to hold the position is the altar of the two sides, and these two sides to my touch is a side of warm and cold, I want to throw away, but this altar is like a dog skin plaster like stained in my hands.
I went to look at the little boy again, only to find that the little boy had run away, and I heard him finally change his song:
The green boy is still the green boy, but the yellow boy is not the yellow boy, whether the yellow boy has become the old man, or the old man is the yellow boy.
He just jumped and ran past, gradually disappeared in my vision, I stood on the spot froze for a long, long time, my side of the falling leaves, snowflakes flying, and then the spring grass flourished, I seem to be in a dream after a year's time.
The little boy in the green jacket still sang that song every day, wondering when he would change the words again.
Gradually, I became less afraid of the little boy, and I even hummed the ballad along with him myself; this time it was the same as when I had just gone to sleep that time; I knew it was a dream, but I just couldn't wake up.
What was different this time was that in the dream I stood at the entrance of the village for too long, I was afraid that by the time I woke up I would be an old man, and I decided to see what was in this altar that had been staining my hand.
The altar was very nice, the mouth of the altar was very thick, my hand could be inserted into it, but my eyes couldn't see into it, it was dark inside, I reached in with one hand, I fumbled in the bottle, gradually, I was surprised that I grasped something.
It had the ultimate feel.
Smooth, warm, round, like the breasts of a mother in the memory of her early childhood. – – I even ventured a little, closing my eyes and starting to go for the feel of the moment.
I touched it for I don't know how long, and I decided to pull it out to see what this thing that gave me the ultimate feeling was, and I was gentle, I even had the feeling of falling in love with it, and I gradually pulled my hand out of the bottle.
I closed my eyes, I wanted to surprise myself.
When I opened them again, I saw a face, it was the face of a yellow skinned man who smiled at me.
It was exactly the same as the one I saw when I fainted.
I was scared half to death, I wanted to immediately shake it off, but I couldn't, it smiled at me strangely, and used its tail to fling it heavily on my face, this sharp pain made my whole body spasm, and the image flashed in my mind, I unexpectedly woke up from my dream.
The first thing I heard before I opened my eyes was a girl's pouting voice: "Have you touched it yet!"
I opened my eyes and saw a blushing Chen Jiuzou, and my hands, which were resting on her breasts.
I was lying on a mat, and around me, a circle of yellow candles were lit, like a caveman.
"What's happening to me?" I asked.
Chen Jiuzi glared at me, this woman changed her face also very quickly, just now her face was blushing, now on the whole person returned to the previous cold ice, said to me, "Wake up at a good time, just in time to also catch a big show."
"What big show?" I asked.
"That old man Huang, he invited a really high person over. It's right over there at that construction site." She said.
I wanted to go and see, stood up but was weak, Chen Jiuzi might want to go and see that high man himself, this time took the initiative to assist me, I asked, "How long have I been unconscious?"
"A day and a half, suggest that you'd better talk less, save some strength to watch the show." She said.
Before I reached the crowd, my old man and Buster Zhao came over to catch me, they were both on the outskirts of the crowd, setting up a stage to look in, I wanted to speak, but was stopped by Buster Zhao who said, "Don't talk, be quiet and watch."
I was half-carried by them on the stage, which saw the site of things, only to see a person, wearing a black robe, hand took a taiji yin and yang mirrors stand negatively, yellow old man stood by his side, there is another person, is on the ground desperately digging.
"What are they looking for?" I still couldn't help but ask.
"They found the Yellow Skin's lair, which is said to be the Yellow Skin's old ancestor." Zhao Bajie laughed.
I just watched them dig, and after a while, the black-robed man waved his hand and said, "Stop!"
He walked over alone, took a shovel and dug in the ground for a while, I saw a familiar object being dug out of the ground by him, it was an alabaster like altar, exactly the same as the one I dreamed of the little boy in the green cotton jacket giving me in my dream.
I almost fainted at that moment, for I could not distinguish, whether I was now in a dream, or in reality?