Chapter 6 Udon Lane

As it rolled up little by little, the little question mark used to indicate Udon Lane disappeared little by little.For thousands of years, this small town has been mentioned 12086 times, but all of them are only in various ancient books or legends that cannot be verified. Interesting, so I have to find it.This is a small town that is said to use turquoise as stones. In the moist shadow of the fern, a green star shone and twinkled.I knelt down and held the light in my hand, it was a lozenge-shaped turquoise. "Woo Mida" Stone spoke.I threw it away as if it was hot, and it was caught by another green light.

"Yaozi?" I yelled at the man who broke in suddenly.His skin was translucent and white, and in his eyes, which looked like pools of spring water, it seemed that algae were swaying. "Woo Mida" he whispered softly, it turned out that it was also this guy's voice just now, as soft as a cat. "Guests from Udon Lane, please follow me." He flew up lightly, buzzing and flapping his wings. "What? This is... Udon Lane?" I pulled his transparent dragonfly wings, and the patterns on them almost fell off. "Uh, uh...it hurts..." When Yaozi calls like this, it means he is very happy.

I am also very happy, because I saw it - the turquoise piled into a pagoda.There were even times when turquoises swirled down from the sky.The people in the town didn't care about it, and occasionally they would just throw the turquoise on the pagoda casually when they were tripped. What a waste of money!When Yaozi blinked, I quickly took a piece and hid it in my pocket.As a result, it was still discovered. Yaozi froze for a moment, "Do you like this?" He pointed at the turquoise.I just nodded. "Here, I'll give you all." He grabbed a pocket and pulled the blue-green stones into it.

But when he handed over the bag, I deliberately refused to accept it, and even curled my lips and said, "Who cares!" Is it my illusion?His skin suddenly darkened. I said, but I couldn't hear my own voice at all. Just now I knocked down a Udon Lane girl with a crooked braid, and said three words bitterly.The girl's face was calm.The first time I said something rude, the other person didn't get angry.I grew up not being able to say the kind of words that make people smile, with that kind of soft and sweet voice. Yaozi popped out from my right hand, "I'll take what you said just now."

This time I heard clearly, "What? What did you take away?" He opened his hand carefully, and three words—I mean, the three words "you wait" I said floated up.Like a few orange balloons, swimming in the blue sky. Like dismantling a jigsaw puzzle, Yaozi pulled out the word "you" and stuffed it behind "Zhe". "Look, this sentence can also be said in the same way," he pointed to the line of words and said softly, "waiting for you." Oh my goodness my that!I'm totally flabbergasted! Slap, a piece of turquoise is falling, almost hitting me on the head.It was Yaozi who reached out to catch it, "This is for you!"

"Who would want this broken stone!" I said, but secretly stuffed it into my pocket.This time, even if it is an ordinary stone, I will collect it.Because this is my only gift. Yaozi later told me that in Udon Alley, every soft word could be turned into a turquoise stone. "So, what about sad words?" I asked. "They're like nail holes in a white fence, they won't go away. So catch them as soon as possible before they hit the ground." I remembered his black art of rearranging words, so I wanted to tease him deliberately, "What if I can't catch it?"

"Then," there was a shadow in his green eyes, "that word will turn to obsidian. Make the heart heavy and mournful." I haven't seen it before, but Yaozi's skin is getting darker every day.We are together every day, and I am tired of walking around the town.I even learned a little of his tricks of lightly dominating other people's speech. Words rise to the sky three seconds before they fall to the ground. Sometimes I hold them in my hand like catching apples, and sometimes I let them fall into other people's ears as a mischief.But no one was ever annoyed by it.

I've established that each of them is deaf, and they work every day.The content is to recombine every ugly word to the point where it is still acceptable.They call it "no heartbreak". "It's boring!" I said biting the grass roots.I like being scolded or beaten, it's better than having no one pay attention to you for a long time.I'm an orphan, and that's all I have for fun. "Don't say things that hurt others just because they can't hear them." It was Yaozi's voice, the only healthy person here, "A word or a look will never disappear, they will always stay, in a certain place in my heart." place."

I suddenly found that Yaozi had lost weight recently, "Hey, you look like a dry apple." I said heartlessly. "I have a name, called..." 5.Udon This is Yaozi's name, the same name as this small town.But I still like to be called Yaozi. On the day I was leaving, he couldn't even stand still.The reed fell to one side, and he fell on the grass in the same direction. "Yaozi!" I yelled and ran over desperately, "What's wrong with you?" "Can you call me by my name?" "Udon?" "That's great... In this way, I'm your friend." He smiled hard.

"Stupid... idiot!" I cried.I actually wanted to say, "You'll be fine." But I found to my horror that every word I said made him miserable.Could it be... My back suddenly stiffened, because suddenly a line of words flashed into my consciousness: There is only one person in Udon Town called Udon.As the only healthy Udon townsman, his destiny is to wait for his friends to arrive.No matter how bad his friend said, it would only be Udon who was responsible for the mistake.Until he slowly turned into an obsidian. "Are you taking the blame for me?" I grabbed Udon tightly, "Are you going to become obsidian? You..." I swallowed the idiot, his face was covered with sweat, and... my tears.

"Why me? Why do you protect me even if it's me like this?" "You like this... just want to attract everyone's attention... my lonely... friend... thank you, and goodbye." The way to Udon Lane was never found again.People know me because I always walk with my head down. I heard them whisper, "Look, that's the weirdo, always picking up rocks." At that time, I always just found a stone and rubbed it in my hand... Udon, could that be you?