three watch drums

This thatched hut doesn't look big from the outside, it's so embarrassing and depressed by the violent wind and rain that it's not even enough to shelter in, but it's okay inside, safe and clean, with oil lamps, kettles and even warm quilts all available, it's just a matter of hanging it outside Take a sign and write it——There is something strange here.

Su Chan took off his drenched coat and hung it on a shelf beside him. There was no flint and steel in the room, and Xie Changlin stared at a pile of firewood, showing some signs of being unable to take care of himself.

"There is no fire..." Su Chan murmured, after a while, there were a few more flints on the table, the kid was out of luck, it seemed that it was the first time he had killed someone, he timidly hid in the shadows and watched He waited until the traveler who was sheltering from the rain was tired and rested before he dared to make a move.

The death energy on his body is very frivolous. I'm afraid he hasn't passed the first seven days, and he hasn't accumulated much resentment. Judging by his body shape, he is probably still a child.Usually only the souls that have not been dealt with in the first seven are homeless, or unable to find a home, and after wandering and lost, they will gradually lose their heart and become ghosts or resentful souls, but this child does not meet the above conditions no matter how you look at it.

Even Su Chan was a little puzzled, why would a child with no resentment build a thatched hut in an empty place just to take care of passers-by?

The rain was still pouring heavily, with no intention of stopping, and the strong wind followed, and gradually even the oil-paper umbrella could no longer hold up.

In the twinkling of an eye, it was midnight, and Su Chan and Xie Changlin had been pretending to be asleep for a while, but the dead soul hiding in the shadows was still quiet, and came out twice to sniff Su Chan, because they were too close, Xie Changlin turned over in dissatisfaction, shrank the child into a ball in fright, and hid again in a hurry.

If this continues, the sky will be clear. Su Chan tugged on Xie Changlin's sleeve and motioned him to move his head away. He softened his eyes and said to the child half-coaxing and half-deceiving, " Come out, I see you."

The shadow shrank and became a smaller part, shivering against the wall. This child is so timid that he is not as good as a human. I don't know where he borrowed the courage to be a ghost. Seeing that he couldn't come out, Su Chan had no choice but to move. He walked to his hiding place, squatted down and said, "What are you afraid of? You are a ghost and I am a human being. I should be afraid of you."

This sentence seemed quite reasonable, the child finally poked his head out a little, looked at Su Chan and asked in a low voice, "Then are you afraid of me?"

"..." This child must have been very smart in his lifetime.

"Come out!" Su Chan was still waiting to be coaxed, but Xie Changlin didn't have such patience as him, so he just stretched out his hand - although he had lost his magic power, the human body transformed into a firefly was unusual, these ghosts that could pass through walls and trees unexpectedly He was really clamped with one hand and pulled out.

The child stood shivering, with a sallow face, and looked thin and small. He should have been born in a poor family. There was a red mark on his neck, which was deep and thin, as if drawn by external force.

"How old are you?" Su Chan asked, "Why are you doing such an outrageous thing here?"

"Eleven..." This child is much older than he looks, he has always been timid towards Xie Changlin, he didn't even dare to move his restrained arms, he looked down at his toes anxiously, "I don't have a home... A sister told me that people without a family will turn into ghosts and harm people after the first seven days, and she also said that I am young and worthless, if I don’t learn from now, I will be beaten to death if I become a ghost in the future.”

He looked up at Xie Changlin fearfully and continued, "My sister even asked me to settle down here, saying that I would meet the master of Qingyuan Temple, and only he can help me."

"... Ah! It hurts!"

When Xie Changlin heard this, the strength in his hand became heavier. The child's fate was too weak. Being pinched by the devil like this was almost in danger of breaking his soul. Su Chan hurriedly tore him away to prevent this person from implicating innocent people in a fit of anger.

As soon as he broke free from the shackles, the child hurriedly hid behind Su Chan. His thin arms and legs curled up, taking up almost no space. He sobbed softly, and he didn't even dare to cry loudly. He muttered, "I don't know anything If I can't do it well, I can't even do a ghost..."

He seemed to be in some kind of despair that he couldn't help himself, and tremblingly grabbed Su Chan's sleeve, begging him, "Father, don't leave me behind, I eat very little, and I can also work as a servant... ...Mom, don't abandon me..."

Many years ago, Su Chan was also afraid like this.Facing the assassin's sword, his mother, the prince of Bao Dachu, the next emperor, put him in the same situation—not just abandoning him, but even pushing him to the edge of the sword, just to delay for a moment.

If Su Chan had to choose by himself, he might be willing to stand in the way for Ah Heng, but the injury lies in the fact that his mother, who was supposed to protect him, pushed him out and became a dispensable victim. ——Su Chan was not born a sage, and he had been resentful for a long time.

"Don't cry," Su Chan patted the child's head, "Do you know who the sister who said this to you is? What does it look like?"

After a pause, Su Chan added, "I am the master of Qingyuan Temple."

The child's sobs stopped abruptly, and he choked on his saliva. He looked at his life-saving straw with a flushed face, shaking his head and nodding, making Su Chan's head full of confusion.

"I've never seen my sister before, and when I met her, she was wearing a mask... But my sister's eyes are beautiful, like crescent moons, but she never smiles." The child racked his brains to describe, but His knowledge was also limited, and his growing environment fostered a cautious personality, and he didn't dare to create distortions, so he mumbled for a long time, but still couldn't explain why.

"A woman wearing a mask?" Su Chan murmured, and he exchanged a look with Xie Changlin—in the market today, I really met such a woman wearing a white mask, but the market is busy, even if It's not a Lantern Festival or a temple fair, and exorcism masks are also displayed for sale. Even if you see it, it's not unusual at all.

Why did such a passer-by who passed by him set up such a situation in advance to embarrass two young masters who had never met before? Su Chan thought about it, and thought that he might have offended someone unintentionally—after all, he was tricked by him. There are so many people in Da Chu that even Su Chan himself doesn't remember much.

The child seemed to be unable to answer Su Chan's question, and the child couldn't help the tears from falling down in fear and fear, crying out of breath, afraid that the only life-saving straw would also leave him behind.

I'm afraid no one would listen to this child when he was alive, so if he had any worries, he put them all in his stomach, and his fingers pitifully tugged at Su Chan's sleeve, but he could pull it out with a little force—this child is sensible It's distressing.

"Don't worry, there are so many homeless people in this world but very few evil ghosts. One of the reasons is evil thoughts. You have a pure heart, and you may be able to join a rich and noble family in the future without delay." Su Chan helped him. I don't wear enough clothes to cover my body. Fortunately, after death, people don't know the coming and going of cold and summer. Otherwise, this winter will be very cold. With the clothes this child is wearing, he might not be able to survive.

"When the rain stops, I'll give you another ride." Su Chan said.

Life is not long, so much suffering.

The sky cleared up in an instant, and the thin light of dawn shone in through the window. The child was tired from crying, and hugged into a ball next to Su Chan, with his eyes wide open, fearing that the soft-spoken fairy to him was just an illusion.

"Let's go." Su Chan looked at him and said softly.

I haven't used the new cinnabar pen yet. The first time I tapped cinnabar was neither for ordinary people nor to deal with some powerful demons and monsters—it was simply to send a lonely ghost to reincarnate.

The child turned his face up, his figure gradually became thinner, and finally disappeared in Su Chan's eyes, and the thatched hut that sheltered from the wind and rain also fell into pieces. It was originally built by ghosts to deceive passers-by. There is no soul to support it, but it is just a few thatch Three or four firewood, not to mention shelter from the wind and rain, are just used for heating.

Without this layer of obstacles, the morning light sprinkled Su Chan and Xie Changlin without hesitation. The place where they took shelter from the rain yesterday was located outside the imperial city, in the wilderness under Qingyuan Mountain.

At the beginning of winter, the yellow grasses and trees withered, the surrounding area was desolate, and there was nothing to block the view, and the woman with the white mask was particularly obtrusive.

This woman seemed to have followed Su Chan and Xie Changlin since they left Qingyuan Temple, and she was not afraid of being discovered, keeping her distance neither too far nor too close.Her attire is special, from a closer look, it has both the uprightness of Dachu and the simplicity of nomads. The sleeves and trouser legs are neither wide nor long, which is very convenient for movement.

I don't know how long I have been observing in secret, but when I saw Su Chan and Xie Changlin get out of the thatched hut, the woman was relieved, a little smile appeared on her desolate brows, and just as she was about to step forward, she saw that Su Chan seemed to be fleeing. He dragged Xie Changlin and left.

"..." The woman took a real look at what it meant to "sneak fast".

Su Chan's fate is very bad, even if he doesn't do anything, it is easy to cause disaster, so he is dozens of times more sensitive than ordinary people, and when troubles start to form, Su Chan will consciously take a detour.

He hastily grabbed Xie Changlin's hand. The blood of monsters is cold, not to mention fireflies, even long-haired beasts like Luo Ming, as long as they have a psychic connection, are almost like dead people, and they feel cold to the touch.It's just that Su Chan didn't keep up with his nutrition when he was young, so when the temperature dropped, his hands and feet couldn't keep warm. Xie Changlin often relied on his magical power to make himself glow, but now he was tricked by Zhuo Yuemen, and this layer of magical power disappeared. Su Chan Only then did he suddenly realize that this person was three points colder than himself.

"A Chan, I'm not a human being, I don't know how to feel warm and cold, so don't worry too much about me." Xie Changlin said.

"..." Here it is again, the original body of the firefly was changed to deceive people, in fact, Xie Changlin is a spirit made of roundworms in his stomach, right?