Peach Blossom Land On Longyin Island Chapter 46

Consecration and finishing touch

The so-called dotting means that the brush is dipped in cinnabar to draw the pupils of the statue.According to Grandpa An, the key to An Shui’s success in praying to God was not to reshape the Dragon King statue, but to repaint the Dragon King statue and complete the consecration finishing touch at the end.Therefore, the statue has divinity and has been protecting Longyin Island and the villagers of Longyin for hundreds of years.But the key point is obviously not something that can be achieved by casually placing “highlights” on the eyes with a brush.

The cinnabar ink in the Dragon King’s eyes had not yet dried. He clicked on it as soon as he arrived at the Dragon King Temple. It should be said that there was no surprise.The wind didn’t stop and the rain didn’t stop, so he failed.

Therefore, the focus is not on finishing the eyes but on consecrating the light.

Anle sat cross-legged on the futon in the Dragon King Temple, supporting his chin with his left hand and holding a brush in his right hand. He frowned and meditated hard on the Dragon King statue on the incense table.

After receiving the reminder from Grandpa An, he went up the mountain non-stop, trying to make up for the last step.He knew how to dot the eyes, but he had no idea how to consecrate the lights.

Outside the temple, there were violent winds and rain, lightning and thunder, but inside the temple it was surprisingly calm, as if the wind and rain were blocked outside the Dragon King Temple.Anle’s legs were numb from sitting, so he got up and walked around, stretching his legs and feet.

I don’t know what time it is now. I left in a hurry and didn’t have time to tell An Xiaoyu. I must be worried.Anle thought as he stopped at the entrance of the temple and looked down at the entire Longyin Village through the light of lightning.

There are many faint starlights scattered in Longyin Village. They are the light of candlelight in the house. Each starlight is a household.The two hundred and forty-six points of starlight represent the 246 households and 555 villagers in Wuyin Village.

Is there really a god?

Anle still couldn’t convince himself to believe in the existence of God, but as Grandpa An said, he couldn’t find evidence that God didn’t exist.Moreover, he should have been the one who could best accept the existence of God, because he was the result of An Le’s mother praying to God, and it was God’s mercy to An’s mother.But despite this, he still had difficulty convincing himself that there were gods and Buddhas in the world.

Is it because he doesn’t believe it, so his “highlights” are useless?If it takes someone who believes in the existence of God to do this, then why doesn’t Grandpa An do it himself?Why must he do it?

“Anle, this is what you should do. Others can’t help you.” Grandpa An said to him when he handed the pen and ink to him.

“Then what do I do?”

“Get it done.”

Done?How is it done?

“Is it the eye candy?” he asked.Grandpa An smiled kindly, touched his head and said: “Anle, I can’t tell you how to complete it. Before I became the village chief, I didn’t know how to make a statue. The previous village chief taught me how to make clay sculptures, how to color, and how to put the eyes, but you need to find the answer yourself on how to complete it. Everyone has their own method. As long as it is approved by the Dragon King, it is a success.”

Recognition?The Dragon King’s approval?

Things were getting more and more fantasy-like. Anle turned to look at the Dragon King statues in the temple, one with two heads and two heads. He chatted with the Dragon King statue: “Hey, Mr. Dragon King, what kind of world is this? Although it was wrong of us to smash your statue without saying hello, didn’t we give you an identical body in return? This one is newer and more beautiful. Mr. Dragon King, can’t you make do with it?”

Of course there was no voice to answer him.

Anle sighed, sat back on the futon, and said to himself in front of the Dragon King Statue: “If you really exist, then bring Anle back. Since you can save us, why can’t you bring us back to our normal positions? Or, because this is fake, it is my fantasy world, so there is only me, without him. But if thisEverything was made up by my subconscious mind, why did An Xiaoyu insist on leaving?Subconscious mind!Let him forget about leaving!Let the rain stop and go in the direction I want!

Anle shouted to the sky above the Dragon King Statue, but the only answer was the sound of wind and rain.

Anle hung his head dejectedly, clasped the grass branches on the futon, and murmured: “Why do you want me to come here? This is Anle’s world, Anle’s hometown, not mine. There is no family here, no friends of mine, what they want is AnleLe, not me.What my parents love is Anle, what Anshun wants to find is Anle, An Linmian and Anmai Antu’s friends are Anle, and they hope that the soul living in this body is Anle, the fool with an IQ of only five years old, not me.

“What they want is the Anle of Longyin Village. What my mother wants to save is her trouble-making son Anle, not me; what my father wants is his willful son, not me.They regarded me as An Le, and they deceived themselves that I was their son, because they did not want to accept the fact that I was euthanasia, because my mother could not accept the fact that I was euthanasia.But this is all fake. Their love for me is fake, and their concern for me is fake. They are just loving and caring about their son.If I hadn’t looked exactly like Anle, they wouldn’t have cared about me at all.Once they know that I am not their son, once the window paper is pierced, they will only blame me for taking away their son’s body.If killing me brings peace back, they will aim their arrows at me like Anshun did.”

Suddenly, an inexplicable resentment jumped out of his chest, and Anle glared at the Dragon King statue: “The people here don’t like me at all!What’s wrong with me trying to get out of here?!Why should I play Anle?You got the soul wrong, I smashed your body, and everyone was even!What are you angry about?I’m going to tell my mother now that you are a fake Dragon King!You didn’t pity her or save her at all!You didn’t save her son!Anle is dead long ago!I am not happy!I have my own parents!own name!I don’t want to be Anle!!!”

He couldn’t tell whether he was angry or aggrieved. Anle just felt that he couldn’t suppress the resentment in his chest. He threw away the brush and threw it at the Dragon King statue. He raised his hand to wipe away his tears and turned away: “I’ve had enough of pretending. I want to leave here and never come back…”

Anle wiped away her tears. When she looked up and saw two blurry figures, one high and one low, in the heavy rain outside the temple, her blood surged up and she suddenly stopped.

A bolt of lightning pierced the sky, and the Dragon King Temple lit up for a moment. An Le’s pale face was bloodless.

“Mother…” Anle called out with a trembling voice, “I’m not…”

The sound of the rain seemed to have weakened, so that even though the sound was very small, Anle could still clearly hear An’s mother’s choking voice: “Lele… I’m sorry… I’m sorry…”

God, if you really exist, don’t let your mother hear those words.Anle clenched her fists and prayed in her heart.

“It’s your mother’s fault, Lele, it’s your mother’s fault. She shouldn’t have scolded you. Forgive me, don’t be angry with your mother, don’t abandon your mother…”

Dragon King, if you are watching, please have mercy on me and don’t make my mother cry.The rain mixed with tears soaked Anle’s body.

An’s mother was soaked to the skin, and the raincoat she wore to protect her from the rain had little effect in the downpour. An Le was at a loss. He just relied on instinct to hug An’s mother’s body, which was kneeling in his arms, and listened helplessly to An’s mother’s heart-wrenching cries and apology.

“Mother…”

Anle’s throat was so tight that she could hardly make a sound.

Let me be happy, Dragon King, let me be happy.

“I don’t blame you…Mom…I never blamed you…I didn’t mean what I said…I never thought about leaving…I never thought about leaving you…”

Please, Dragon King, please, let me become Anle, no matter what the cost, let me become my mother’s son.

In times of despair, people who do not believe in gods and Buddhas will also pray to gods and worship Buddha.Because they are desperate, they need a straw to support their crumbling souls.

So they pray to God, even though they never agree that God exists.But at that moment, they hoped they were wrong.

“I don’t know how long it took, a minute or a century, Anle had already lost his sense of time, the environment, and everything. It wasn’t until he heard the voice of An Xiaoyu who came with An’s mother that he regained some sense from despair.

“Mother…” An Xiaoyu’s low and gentle voice soothed the cries in the Dragon King Temple.

The rain seemed to have stopped.

Anle couldn’t hear the thunder or the rain, and An’s mother’s cries were gradually fading away.

“The village chief said you were here, so my mother came here because she was worried.” An Xiaoyu explained while comforting An’s mother, “I heard you…leaving words as soon as I arrived at the door.”

Leave…that mother…didn’t you hear him say that he was not happy…

In desperation, he seemed to grasp at straws.Anle said tremblingly: “Mom…I don’t want to leave you…I don’t want to leave.”

In the darkness, he felt An’s mother’s hand touch his face, carefully and gently wiping away the tears on his face.

“Lele, don’t cry. It’s cold. If you cry, you’ll get sick. Let’s go home. Go home with your mother and change into dry clothes. Wearing wet clothes will make you sick. Your dad made ginger soup…”

Sure enough, the rain stopped and the wind became much lighter.

Anle lay on the bed where he was before getting married again.The dim candlelight illuminated a circle around the bed. Anle drank the steaming ginger soup in one gulp, with a cute smile on her face, and said: “It tastes good, mother, have you drank it?”

An’s mother touched An Le’s head lovingly and said softly: “Mom, I’ll go drink it later. Lie down and have a good sleep. You’ll get sick if you don’t get enough rest.”

An Le lay down obediently, letting An’s mother tuck him in, and said, “I understand, mother, go drink ginger soup quickly, warm yourself up, and have a good sleep.”

“Well,” Mother An gently touched Anle’s forehead and said, “You two will stay here for the next few days, and then go back after the typhoon passes.”

“I’m not going back,” An Le said, holding An’s mother’s hand and acting coquettishly, “I will come back and live with my father and mother, Su Su.”

An’s mother smiled softly and said, “Of course Mom wants you to come back and live there, as long as Xiaoyu doesn’t have any objection.”

“If An Xiaoyu has any objections, let An Xiaoyu go back and live by himself. Anyway, I won’t go back.”

“I have no objection.” An Xiaoyu, who was standing beside the bed, answered immediately, as if he would be kicked out if he spoke too late. He pointed at the bed and said, “Mom, I want to live here too.”

Mother An said with a smile: “Of course that’s good, then come back and live with your parents. Our family will live together.”

An Le nodded quickly like medicine: “Yeah, let’s live together.”

An Xiaoyu said: “Mom, go and soak your feet and drink the ginger soup. Dad has boiled hot water and is waiting for you.”

“Okay.” An’s mother stood up with a smile and told An Xiaoyu: “Pay more attention to Lele at night. If you have a fever, call me immediately.”

An Xiaoyu: “I understand, mother, don’t worry, I will take good care of him.”