[A Chinese Ghost Story] Grandma is hard to be

I swallowed my saliva, and stopped me mysteriously: "Don't eat this! I'll find you something else to eat!"

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The aroma of freshly released crystal radish and cabbage dumplings floated up along the cooking smoke, and my limbs were tightly attached to the mountain wall, and I immediately stretched my neck and inhaled vigorously with my eyes shining!It's not for nothing that I spend my days in the canteen where swords, lights and swords are shadowed and countless lives are killed. At least I know which foods are suitable for me to eat.

The food is made~ Naturally, it is full of color, fragrance, and impeccable, but if you know its raw materials, it is guaranteed that you can spit out the milk you drank in your previous life!This caged vegetarian dumpling is the night snack of the White Rabbit Immortal in the Moon Palace who came to the banquet. The crystal clear dumpling reveals a small face from the steaming steamer. Sauce, white sesame seeds and green shallots floating in the air, clean and white, pleasing to the eye~

I wiped my saliva, and silently apologized to the beautiful-looking White Rabbit Fairy with a very bad temper. One hand stretched out like a vine wind, and stole a basket of dumplings.

Like a gecko, it slid back along the mountain wall above its head along the wind and back, a tree demon~ it will grow when it meets the soil!The black shadow was still sitting on the shore, earnestly fishing with the fishing rod that appeared out of nowhere, and the whitebait it gave me was two and a half arms long on the ground.

I sat down beside it, and stuffed the remaining half cage of dumplings and a big meat bun into its arms.I found out that it can hold a fishing rod, catch fish, and pat me on the shoulder, only I can't touch it.

What a strange species!

It turned its head, glanced at me with its only pair of eyes, then seemed to smile, lowered its head and began to eat dumplings silently.

I swear this is the loneliest silhouette I've ever seen!It ate very slowly, chewing every bite carefully, and after eating a few, turned its head slightly to see that I was still there, and smiled lightly.Although it has no mouth, let alone dimples, I can clearly feel the gentle smile it wants to convey to me. I don’t know why, but my heart feels unspeakably sour and bulging when I laugh at it. It was swollen and uncomfortable.

I pursed my lips and asked the doubts in my heart, "Why do you know that I don't belong here?"

It lowered its eyes, remained silent for a while, and said slowly, "Probably because I shouldn't exist..." There was a sense of sadness in his tone.

I was taken aback for a moment, then came back to my senses and asked, "Is there something that shouldn't exist?"

It nodded silently, and then I listened to the strange and lonely story of this monster, a story that is not over yet.

Once upon a time, there was a monster who went to the sky and entered the earth at ease. He had an uninhibited personality, was raised by nature, and lived a free and easy life.In the world of monsters, if you do a survey and find out that the monster that Chong Yao most wants to know must be him.

A person with spirituality who has been cultivating for a hundred years can become a refined monster, and a thing born with this monster has also become spiritual and has spiritual consciousness in his thousands of cultivations!This thing is nothing but his shadow!

One night, he was sitting quietly under the tree where the Western Buddha Tathagata was sitting, and fell into a deep meditation. At this time, a Buddha who claimed to be the Bodhi Patriarch passed by the tree and smiled at the reflection of the tree. The shadow said: "I want to come to you and I have a good relationship, I am willing to grant you a wish, to grant what you want."

When the shadow is still in chaos and ignorance, it only knows how to kowtow in thanks, begging the patriarch to grant it freedom like ordinary human beings, spirits and ghosts, and a pair of insightful eyes to see the world.

One body with two souls is against the law of heaven. Since it has been transformed by the creation, it cannot be destroyed deliberately.Having a soul without a body is really the cruelest thing in the world!

Patriarch Bodhi nodded and agreed to its request, but only allowed it to have limited freedom-it can move freely as a light and floating human-shaped black shadow when the main body is asleep.And there is a commandment: it can never see the appearance of its own master!Desires are born from the heart, and they are evil desires.Once it sees his appearance, it will breed desire and the idea of ​​replacing it!Substituting the false for the true, turning the cart before the horse is a great rebellion!The moment it sees his true face with its own eyes, the spell of Patriarch Bodhi will be invalidated, and it will be sealed forever, as a shadow that will live forever and no longer be unconscious!

And this black shadow has accompanied its master through thousands of years, it knows everything about him, it can imitate his every move, his chicness, his happiness and hatred, his sober life, his His heart is intoxicated in the world of mortals, and he admires everything he has, but he doesn't even know its existence.

Gradually, Sombra is no longer happy, and it finds that the thing it can't do the most is what it wants to do the most...

"This is my story. I bear a fate that shouldn't exist." The voice of the black shadow was a little hoarse because of the sudden long narration, but there was still a warm smile in his eyes.

I was touched by his indescribable eyes, subconsciously raised my hand, and gently brushed his back, trying to convey my comfort.

"Shouldn't exist" fate?It's really similar to me.Since time travel, I have always had a strong sense of resistance due to the huge psychological and physical differences between me and the monster race. Their mana is applicable to the survival rules and interests of their monster race. I am always worried about my own safety and cannot protect myself. Lost and nervous.

Now, the same sense of fate that I bear, in this cave where the smell of wine is getting colder, makes me feel a kind of feeling of "we are the same people who have fallen in the end of the world, why should we meet each other before?" It's really relaxing.

This is the innate characteristic of all human beings. Once the environment is harsh, there will be sudden panic, but if someone is with you, you will feel at ease.

In the final analysis, human beings are really a race that easily suffers from loneliness!

If you want to know what happened next, let's listen to the next chapter to break it down...

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