Big ghosts and little ghosts sit in a row

Lu Ban carried the boy all the way out of the village, and then put the boy down. After the boy was put down, he ran towards the village, but was grabbed by Lu Ban. The boy was crying angrily and kept beating Lu Ban.

After the little boy finally calmed down, Lu Bancai squatted down to comfort the little boy, and said softly in a soft and comfortable voice, "Tong, be good, don't cry, I'll take you out to play, finish playing We'll be back."

The little boy gasped and choked with sobs: "Really, really?"

"I'm not lying to you." Lu Ban carefully adjusted the scarf on the boy's head, then took his hand and smiled at him without threat, "Let's go, I'll take you to the city to play, you Don't you want to go back to the county government?"

The boy's eyes lit up immediately, he jumped twice, and his tone became excited: "Really!!!"

Lu half-covered his mouth and smiled, patted the boy's head: "Let's go."

After all, Xiao Tong was just a nine-year-old child, who was crying and fussing before, but now he was bouncing around and playing with Lu Ban on the path.

After walking out of the village, the thick fog was thick, and the boy was afraid of getting lost, so he followed Lu Ban all the way. After walking for a while, he came to the wild cemetery he had passed by before, full of bumpkins with blank wooden signs stuck in them.

The strange thing is that I was still able to see the road just now, but after arriving here, the fog has already dyed everything around it white, the little boy suddenly entered a thick fog, stopped walking, he couldn't see the road under his feet, and he couldn't see the landing half. Suddenly panicked, and cried out,

"Big brother--"

Seeing that there was no response, the little boy became anxious, stomped his feet, his voice became whimpering, and shouted again: "Big Brother——Where are you——"

However, there was no response, but there were some strange voices. Yin Qi came from behind the little boy, and the little boy was already crying, covering up his fear with a very loud cry, crying: "Big brother— —Where the hell are you—don’t leave me—”

The little boy was terrified, squatted down, hugged his knees, suddenly saw the road clearly, looked up, there was a long road in the thick fog, the little boy seemed to see a life-saving straw, and hurried to the road. He started running on the long road, crying and running, but he couldn't reach the end of the road. The little boy ran faster and faster, crying louder and louder.

Suddenly he was grabbed by the arm and pulled into someone's arms. Before he could see the person, the boy rubbed his head against the person's arms, crying and beating non-stop.

Until a strange male voice came from above: "It's okay, little brother."

The little boy was startled, and quickly bounced away from the man's arms. The man who hugged him was not Lu Ban, but a white-haired man he didn't know or had seen before.

The little boy looked around in panic, and found that it was a gazebo with a depression next to it. On the sunny slope, there were many flowers that the little boy had never seen before. They bloomed amazingly. It's like a fairyland.

The white-haired man smiled slightly, sat on the stone bench in the middle of the gazebo, poured a cup of tea, and said to the boy, "Don't be nervous, this place is like a paradise, you can have a good time here."

The little boy didn't know what to do when the man in white made a sudden accusation, so he quickly leaned against a pillar of the gazebo, and asked cautiously, "Who are you!"

The white-haired man raised his eyebrows and glanced at the little boy, tilted his head and rested his face on the back of his hand, with a playful tone: "My name is Shi Wuchang, but I am just an ordinary charlatan, so don't panic, little brother."

The little boy still hid behind the pillar, looked around, poked his head and asked, "What is this place? Why am I here?"

Shi Wuchang chuckled lightly and said, "This is the virtual time painting environment, you can have a good time here."

"I don't want to live here!" The little boy shouted out immediately, "I want to go home!"

Shi Wuchang laughed out loud: "Oh? Then dare to ask little brother? Where is your home?"

"That village! Live with my mother, that's my home."

"Really?" Shi Wuchang stood up, sat on the stone bench closer to the boy, looked at the boy and said, "How can a dead person have a home? It's just a lonely ghost. "

The little boy was taken aback for a moment, and then stammered: "I, I didn't...I...I didn't die...I..."

Shi Wuchang lightly shook the fan, closed it, pointed it at the ground, a piece of mist on the ground dispersed, smiled and asked the little boy, "You...are you dead?"

The little boy widened his eyes, saw his corpse, blinked, and found that he was standing between the corridors of the county government office, a person who looked exactly like him, maybe it was him, holding a jar of honey from the long corridor Corridor passes.

Because of the greediness, the little boy dipped his hand into some honey and ate it. The kid watching from the side was startled. He was poisoned to death by eating the honey. He rushed to the kid who was licking his fingers and shouted: " You can't eat it!!! It will kill you!!!"

However, something unexpected happened. The kid who was stealing food was startled and fell to the side, his head fell on a rock, and he fell to his death.

The little boy was immediately confused: "This...what's going on..."

Something strange flashed through my mind, and I suddenly remembered that when I went to deliver honey to the county magistrate in the morning, when I was stealing some honey, someone suddenly flashed in front of me, and I was so scared that I fell to my death.

Who is that person...

Shi Wuchang walked up to the little boy, knelt down, dipped some honey on the fan, and turned the fan to look casually: "This poison is not a human thing."

The little boy hadn't recovered from it yet, and let out a dumbfounded "ah".

Shi Wuchang chuckled lightly, stood up, and stretched out his hand to hug the little boy into his arms: "It's really sad that someone wants to forcibly modify his fate, but unexpectedly caused such a disaster."

"Give me back the boy—" Lu Ban's voice came from somewhere in the sky, and a bamboo stick with a string of paper cranes descended from the sky, brushed Shi Wuchang's hand, and stuck it on the ground.

The paper cranes strung up between them all flew up and surrounded Shi Wuchang, as if they were aggressive towards Shi Wuchang.

Shi Wuchang licked his hand that was bleeding from the bamboo stick, and the corner of his mouth turned up: "Don't be like this, Lu Ban, we are all on our own."

"Who is your own person." Accompanied by this sound, Lu Ban appeared here. The surrounding area was originally a county government office, but in an instant it turned into a pile of wild graves in the suburbs.

Seeing that it was Lu Ban, the boy quickly ran behind Lu Ban and hid.

Shi Wuchang shook his head, met Lu Ban's eyes, and smiled lightly: "It's only been less than a day, have you gained his trust? It's obvious that he hurt him, and his whole family..."