Singing wild fungus (12)
The next day, when Wu Xuanzi woke up and the mountain spirit asked about it, Wu Xuanzi could not remember anything, not even that he had a fever. The next night, the same thing happened again. In the middle of the night, Wu Xuanzi started to have a fever, and the magic power did not work. The mountain spirit had to run to the town to ask a doctor. However, when the doctor came, the fever went away just like the day before. The doctor shook his head and left, thinking that the mountain spirit was deliberately playing tricks on him. The mountain spirit was very uneasy about this, and the doctor did not accept the consultation fee. Later, Wu Xuanzi woke up and when the mountain spirit asked, he still didn't know anything. The situation was the same for several months. In the end, no doctor was willing to come to Shan Ling's house to diagnose and treat Wu Xuanzi. In addition, Wu Xuanzi was the only one living in the world and had no relatives, even those who were his daily friends. , also thought that the mountain spirit was deliberately playing tricks on them, and after a few more visits, they stopped coming. At night, seeing Wu Xuanzi's fever persisting and feeling so uncomfortable, Shan Ling could only hold the crying child and cry non-stop. She didn't know what happened. It wasn't until Wu Xuanzi started to like eating fungus that the mountain spirit felt it was abnormal. Wu Xuanzi would go into the mountains to pick fungus every day. If there was fungus as a dish, he would eat. If there was no fungus, he wouldn't even eat. For this reason, The mountain spirit also used magic to make it rain a few times in the mountains. Otherwise, Wu Xuanzi would not even be able to save his life and would starve to death. Although not sure, Shan Ling gradually felt that this matter had something to do with Bingqin. Maybe Bingqin's soul lingered in Wu Xuanzi's body after his death, so Shan Ling decided to personally enter Wu Xuanzi's dream to have a look.
At night, when Wu Xuanzi fell asleep and had a fever, the mountain spirit used magic power to enter Wu Xuanzi's dream. In the dream, the mountain spirit came to the valley where he originally rescued Wu Xuanzi. There were no weeds growing in the valley, which made the mountain spirit feel strange. At this time, she heard the laughter of men and women making love, so she looked for him and found Wu Xuanzi. What she couldn't believe was that a woman who looked exactly like Bingqin appeared in Wu Xuanzi's dream. The woman seduced Wu Xuanzi into his dream and sucked away Wu Xuanzi's yang energy every time she made love with him. The mountain spirit walked forward angrily, kicked the woman who looked exactly like Bingqin, and cursed: "Where did this goblin come from and dare to transform into someone else?"
"Madam... don't..." Wu Xuanzi, disheveled, hugged Shan Ling's legs and begged for mercy for the woman.
The mountain spirit lifted Wu Xuanzi up with heartache and said, "Ms. sir, this goblin has deceived you. Why are you still protecting her?"
"Madam, she is not a goblin, she is Bingqin..." Wu Xuanzi replied with tears in his eyes: "I met Bingqin in this valley and fell in love with her deeply. It is my fault, madam, please don't blame me. Yu Bingqin…”
The mountain spirit pushed Wu Xuanzi away, pointed at the pretty woman and said, "She deserves to be called Bingqin?" After saying that, he shot out a green light with his palm and killed the woman.
When Wu Xuanzi saw it, he crawled towards the woman who was vomiting blood, hugged her and cried: "Bingqin... Bingqin..."
"Ms. sir..." Shan Ling shook his head angrily and exited Wu Xuanzi's dream.
After returning to the body, Shan Ling burst into tears. She touched Wu Xuanzi's head and found that the fever had subsided. Only the child was still crying. She hurriedly coaxed and hugged the child.
The next day, Wu Xuanzi woke up listless. Even when the mountain spirit called him, he didn't respond. The mountain spirit pretended not to know anything and asked with concern: "Ms. sir, what's wrong with you? Are you sick?"
"I'm not sick..." Wu Xuanzi replied with a pale face.
Shanling held the child in his arms and said worriedly: "You have been having a fever at night these days, and you seem to be having nightmares..."
"How did you know?" Wu Xuanzi looked at the mountain spirit in surprise and asked, "How did you know that I had a nightmare?"
"...You were dreaming at night, and you kept saying no, so I thought you must have had a nightmare." Shan Ling couldn't say that he had entered Wu Xuanzi's dream, so he had to answer like this, but he had a doubt. Wu Xuanzi's expression clearly showed that he remembered what happened in the dream, otherwise he would not have asked himself this question.
Wu Xuanzi nodded: "I see, I thought my wife had extraordinary powers and could enter my dreams."
"You idiot, how can anyone enter other people's dreams unless they miss someone." After Shan Ling said this, it was too late to regret it. Didn't this clearly mean that Wu Xuanzi was missing Bingqin.
Wu Xuanzi didn't say anything, but picked up the basket placed by the door. The mountain spirit saw it and asked hurriedly: "Ms. sir, where are you going?"
"I went into the mountains to collect herbs, and by the way I picked some fungus and came back to eat." After Wu Xuanzi finished speaking, he carried the medicine basket and left the house.
The mountain spirit had no way to stop him or follow him, because he had to take care of the child himself, so he could only wait for Wu Xuanzi to come back... In the evening, when Wu Xuanzi came back, his hands were empty and he had even lost the basket. The mountain spirit asked him, He only said that he had thrown it away and said nothing. At night, Wu Xuanzi went to bed without eating supper. That night, the mountain spirit felt Wu Xuanzi rolling around, and knew that Wu Xuanzi must not have fallen asleep, and of course he had no dreams. Shan Ling thought to himself, this is fine, Wu Xuanzi will always forget it after a while. Unexpectedly, it rained heavily the next day. When Wu Xuanzi saw the rain, he was more excited than anyone else. He went into the mountain empty-handed. The mountain spirit couldn't stop him even if he wanted to. Of course, Wu Xuanzi would return home with a full load, because the rain caused a lot of fungus to grow in the mountains. Wu Xuanzi took off his clothes to put those fungus back. Shan Ling watched Wu Xuanzi cooking and felt uncomfortable when he heard the "squeak...squeak...squeak" in the pot. During the meal, Wu Xuanzi ate two bowls more than usual. That night, Wu Xuanzi dreamed again. The mountain spirit had no way to ask a doctor for Wu Xuanzi, so he had to enter Wu Xuanzi's dream. Who knew that the woman who looked the same as Bingqin appeared in Wu Xuanzi's dream again? Only then did the mountain spirit know that Bingqin in Wu Xuanzi's dream would not die. This made the mountain spirit unable to even kill Bingqin, and had to listen to the unreal man and woman making love in the valley. After Wu Xuanzi's dream came out, the mountain spirit burst into tears, ran outside the house, and shouted to the sky: "Bingqin, is it really me?"
Owe you? How long are you going to torture me? ! "With his legs weak, Shanling slumped down on the threshold, watching the rainwater flowing down the ditch into the grass in front of the door. He sat there all night.
The next day, Wu Xuanzi acted as if nothing had happened, and did not mention the infidelity to his wife in the dream. However, Shan Ling knew in his heart that he could no longer be happy. Bingqin was Wu Xuanzi's dream, and it was also Wu Xuanzi's dream. The nightmare of the mountain spirit, she knew that Bingqin was tormenting her, but she didn't know when it would end. Day after day, Wu Xuanzi became so thin that he would cough even if he took a few more steps. The mountain spirit went to ask the doctor in the town, but the doctor did not come. Those friends of Wu Xuanzi had long been estranged from Wu Xuanzi, and no one anymore Don't worry about his life or death. Finally, one rainy evening, Wu Xuanzi died. The mountain spirit knew that Wu Xuanzi died in his sleep, because Wu Xuanzi had a smile on his face.
The funeral of the poor family was simple and deserted. After Wu Xuanzi died, no relatives or friends even came to burn a piece of paper. After the mountain spirit buried Wu Xuanzi, he hugged the child and left the house. She no longer wanted to go back to that place. A thing that broke her heart A place that is almost broken. Shan Ling told herself countless times that Wu Xuanzi's death was due to his own desire and greed, but she couldn't help but think that if she hadn't been with Wu Xuanzi back then, maybe Wu Xuanzi would have lived well. However, for Shanling now, Wu Xuanzi is no longer the most important, what is important is their child Wu Yong. In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed, and Wu Yong has become a naughty little boy. When his mother is cooking, Wu Yong will help light the fire and ask with a smile, "Mom, do you want the fire to be bigger?" ’, days like this may be a comfort to Shan Ling. Wu Xuanzi is gone, at least he still has his son with him.
Shan Ling didn't know if it was a trick of fate. Although she had brought her son to a place without mountains to raise her, she still let her son see the fungus, which was sold by an old farmer in the town. When the son saw the fungus, he took Shan Ling with him. He raised his hand and asked: "Mother... mother... come and see, what is this?"
"This is..." Shan Ling didn't know how to answer.
The old man selling vegetables smiled and replied: "These are fungus. They were just picked on the mountain. They are so fresh. When they are made into vegetables, they taste great..." The old man said with a greedy expression.
Wu Yong looked at it, licked his lips, and asked, "Is it expensive?"
"It's not expensive, it's very cheap." The old man looked at Wu Yong with a smile. "How about asking your mother to buy some and cook them for you at home?"
After hearing this, Wu Yong looked up at the mountain spirit and asked, "Mom, is this okay?"
"No." Shan Ling's face darkened, and she pulled Wu Yong away. She knew her son wanted to eat, but she couldn't let her son eat because she didn't know if it would cost her son's life.
Wu Yong was an obedient child. When his mother said no, he stopped asking. A few days later, the mountain spirit forgot about this incident. After the meal was ready, he hurriedly called out: "Yong'er, come back for dinner."
"Oh, I got it, mother." Wu Yong quietly carried something behind his back and entered the house.
After all, he is his own child. Looking at that posture, Shan Ling knew that Wu Yong was hiding something. He smiled and said, "Yong'er, what are you holding in your hand? You don't want mother to see it?"
"No...no...what, mother." Wu Yong sat on the stool, looked up at the mountain spirit and shook his head.
Shanling handed the chopsticks to Wu Yong and reminded with a smile: "Yong'er, do you remember that mother said that children who lie are not good children?"
"...I..." Wu Yong lowered his head, stretched out his little hand, and showed the thing in his hand to Shan Ling. At a glance, he saw that it was just a ball of mud, but in Shan Ling's eyes, It was a poisonous thorn, because what Wu Yong pinched was in the shape of a fungus. No wonder the mountain spirit could see it at a glance. Because Wu Yong pinched it so subtly and slightly, it showed how much Wu Yong wanted to see it in his heart. I remember the appearance of the fungus so clearly at a glance.