The high-cold actor is clingy by nature

"How do you say that?" Wei Miao asked a little puzzled.

While speaking, she got up and started making tea, "I've heard about those people I invited before. They talked directly with the village chief. They just talked about money and fooled around. It's not worth it. They don't even know the whole story. If you figure it out, you can use the Tiao Dashen method to deal with everything.” At this point, she sighed a little, turned her head to look at the two of them again, and the tea leaves in her fingertips were trembling, “The person who really solves the problem will Visiting and collecting information will sort out the piles of piles, at least, I will think about it and come to my old lady."

"Then do you know any news?" Eleven tentatively asked. Her clear attitude made people feel that this matter was by no means simple, and she was even more difficult.

She had already made tea, and put it on the table in front of her, "It's caused by spirits." She said in a flat tone, and took a sip from her teacup, but kept her eyes on the two of them.

Looking at the calm expressions of the two, they probably understood a little bit.

"What I want is to fulfill her wish and let her rest in peace. Also, give me the spiritual dust."

"What do you want Ling Chen to do?"

"I have my own use, and I can add money if I do well."

Eleven was a little anxious, and wanted to reason with her, but Wei Miao held her hand, "But, whether this spirit will go back on its word, fulfill its wish and explode itself, is beyond our control."

"Of course I know. If not, of course I won't embarrass you."

She took the initiative to offer money to help the spirit creature fulfill its wish, either for the spirit dust or for peace of mind.

Ling Chen is useful to strangers and practitioners. Judging by her appearance and Shi Yi's reaction, she should be just an ordinary person, so there is a high probability that it is for peace of mind.

It must have some grudge with that spiritual creature.

When things are done, let's see what the spiritual creature wants.

Wei Miao smiled politely at her. "We will take care of things, you can rest assured."

"Okay." Seemingly satisfied with Wei Miao's attitude, she looked at her own vase and whispered to herself.

"Then can you show us the way? Save yourself the trouble."

"That old tree."

After speaking, she leaned back, nestled softly into the sofa, and closed her eyes.

"It's nothing, you can take care of yourself."

Before leaving, Wei Miao glanced at the vase, the patterns on it became more lively, with a swaying charm.

This is indeed a relatively simple case. You only need to guard by the old tree, and you will definitely wait for the spirit to negotiate with it.

Unexpectedly, Eleven didn't need to wait at all, he saw it directly, and when he had a conversation with it, only Eleven's voice could be heard.

"Are you that spiritual creature?"

"Why did you do that, howling but never hurting anyone?" He was silent for a long time, probably listening to its explanation, and suddenly showed a pity expression, and his handsome brows were tightly frowned.

"What's wrong?" Wei Miao asked with concern.

He made a trick, passed Wei Miao's eyes and ears, and saw a little girl sitting on a tree branch, about seven or eight years old.

"Any unfulfilled wishes?"

"I don't know." She shook her head in confusion. "I just feel very unhappy, very unhappy, I don't want anything."

"Then can you tell your story? Maybe you will know your wish after telling it."

She recalled it for a long time, and the two waited quietly under the tree.

"My hometown is in a village, not rich, but not poor either. A wide step was built across the asphalt road by the river. I like to sit on the highest step, because it can be surrounded by old trees. Covered by the shadows, it looks like a dilapidated black doll in the corner from a distance. I feel very comfortable, but I forget that no one can see me.

I like to watch the water sparkle in the shadows, I like to watch the sun go down, I like to watch the leaves fall and the flowers wither, I like to see everything broken and decayed, it makes me feel real.

When was my peace broken?

It was probably on that day that it rained heavily, and the water in the river channel turned yellow with the sediment from the upper reaches. It was a different yellow from the setting sun, rolling away with gloom, cruelty and life.

I could only vaguely see a living creature struggling in the turbulent river, and at that time I was standing silently under the old tree, what could I do?Shouting for help, come, someone, or myself, a landlubber, rushing down more than 30 steps, crossing the road and jumping into the river, chasing a suspected living creature being carried away by waves of yellow water?
I wanted to shout, but my throat was hoarse.I was cold in my heart, but my movements didn't slow down. I stepped down the stairs and rushed towards the river. I stepped across the gap and fell directly. I rolled a few times on the stairs, but it didn't hurt. When I got up and looked at the river, another wave turned over, and there was no trace of struggle on the river.

I remembered that I was dead.But how did I die?How did you die?I do not remember. "Her lovely round face is full of doubts, as if the doubt is not death, but the unknown.

"All I know is that I'm moldy, I'm rusty, I've been abandoned for so long, I'm alone, I'm so lonely, I'm so boring, I'm so sad, I want to scream, I want to keep them in peace. I really Bad." As she spoke, she curled up into a ball and shivered, and the floral skirt on her body was also tightly wrinkled.

11 climbed up the tree in two strokes, and gently touched her head, "You are not a bad person, you are a cute child, the most obedient child."

She looked up at Eleven with tears on her cheeks, "Really?"

"Of course." Eleven's determined tone coupled with a warm smile stopped her sobbing, and she quietly moved to his side again.

"Then do you remember who you are?"

"My name is Yueyue, which is what my father likes to call me the most. My home is in the northernmost part of the village. There is a large area of ​​farmland next to it. My father planted sunflowers in the open space behind the house, which is where girls love to go. But I don’t like to go there, I always think that the sunflower flowers are too big, and they are full of dense insects, like monsters that eat people, smiling and deceiving people in the sun and swallowing them in one gulp.”

"When I told them my thoughts, they all said I was a weirdo and stayed away from me. I was very sad and could only force myself to get closer to the flowers and blend in with them."

She seemed to think of something, her round face suddenly became ferocious, and she stared at Eleven, "Don't you want Lingchen? Help me find the cause of death and avenge me, and I'll give it to you."

Before Eleven could answer, she began to howl terribly. It was still daytime, and she suddenly became violently furious.