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"This, the world is really so terrifying..." Wen Zijin really didn't know how to describe whether it was a monster, a ghost, or an object with breath.

In short, Wen Zijin's small face was full of surprise, and even her almost tightly pursed lips were slightly parted, revealing the white and neat teeth even though one tooth was missing.

Ye Ran raised the corners of her lips slightly to look at this cute appearance, and she no longer had the confusion she had before. She thought it was just a child's mood that came and went quickly, and said softly: "This is a monster, because it has not yet reached the level of cultivation. It has such a half-human, half-animal form."

It all happened tens of thousands of years ago, and most people's life is only a hundred years, but for Ye Ran, the time passed in the blink of an eye.

Right now, this human child who is only ten years old, the most important thing is to survive to adulthood safely.

"Then what happened to the monster?" Wen Zijin was terrified, but also full of curiosity.

Ye Ran looked into those pure black eyes, obviously understood the undisguised curiosity in them, and said with her thin lips tightly, "I only met once, and I heard that monsters were killed because of hunger. There are few people, and finally occupy a hilltop and let the people send ten girls to the monster every day, and then let the village go."

Wen Zijin straightened his body, and said with a frown, "He actually eats people!"

It is common for monsters to eat people.

Although the child was righteous, he was clearly terrified in front of him.

"Then what happened?"

What I was going to say, because of the expectation in those bright eyes, Ye Ran changed the rest of the words and said slowly: "Later, the villagers sent all the girls in the village, and the villagers couldn't find any girls, so they went together Designed an ambush and shot the monster."

The child in front of him didn't show any jokes, but his brows were relaxed and he said softly: "If the monsters eat rice and not humans like us, maybe they don't have to kill so many girls."

Such innocent words, probably only she can say so frankly.

Unenlightened monsters are bloody and ferocious, and most of them drink blood to do evil, otherwise they can eat wild animals in the mountains, why bother to kill the people.

When Ye Ran saw the monster again, blood flowed in rivers in the nearby counties, and the bones all over the place exuded the stench of corpses, making people dare not approach at all.

The monster occupies the land as its king, and its eyes are red when it kills. Wherever it goes, there are corpses everywhere. Ordinary villagers are no match for the monster.

In the end, because Ye Ran was annoyed, he beheaded the monster.

"Fortunately, there are no such powerful monsters nowadays, otherwise people would be in danger."

There have been monsters since ancient times, but most of the monsters today have gone through cultivation and are deeply hidden.

Wen Zijin looked at the woman in front of her with admiration and said, "Sister Ye is really amazing."

This too sincere gaze made Ye Ran, who had always been calm, feel a little guilty for no reason, so he closed the book in his hand and said solemnly: "Although I have seen all the things recorded in this book, it is not a serious book after all. Peeping is not allowed."

"Well, Zijin knows." Wen Zijin used to think that this book was only used to coax children, but now that Sister Ye knows such details, he thought in his heart that if he asked Sister Ye for a short paragraph every day, then It is also very satisfied.

Ye Ran looked at the smiling child, who already had red lips and white teeth, and looked very cute, but the missing front tooth looked even more silly.

The corners of the tightly pursed lips rose slightly and then quickly pressed down, such fine adjustments were naturally not noticed by the child opposite.

The days of summer always pass very slowly, and the night is full of stars. Because there are no ghosts and evil spirits, Wen Zijin sleeps comfortably at night, and his guard is weakened day by day.

"The sky is dry, be careful of the candles..." The watchman's voice sounded from far and near, and a closed window in this room quietly opened a small gap.

A wisp of white mist floated into the room, and the hanging bell rang suddenly, but the person on the couch was still sound asleep, and did not notice the white mist gradually approaching the couch.

Ye Ran, who was sitting cross-legged in the side room outside, opened her eyes suddenly, looked at the quiet inner room on the other side with a slight frown between her brows, and sighed softly.

The white mist lingered over the person on the couch and turned into a skeleton, and the end turned into a rope to wrap around Wen Zijin.

The strength suddenly increased, and even Wen Zijin, who was still in the dream, felt a little suffocated.

The scattered white mist invaded Wen Zijin's nose, and that cheek that was still rosy suddenly lost its color and fell into a coma.

Suddenly a window was broken open, and the strong wind blew away the white mist condensed in the room. Ye Ran used a few spells between his fingers to trap the whirling white mist.

The screams immediately resounded in the room, and the lights in the whole room were lit up because of Ye Ran's appearance.

The skeleton was eager to escape, its eye sockets were full of red light and angrily scolded: "Little Taoism, how dare you attack this deity, you want to die!"

Ye Ran walked to the side of the couch and put his hand in front of Wen Zijin's nose, the frown between his brows deepened a bit.

The talisman running around was dispersed, and the skeleton came right behind Ye Ran.

"You asked for it." Ye Ran turned around and strangled the skull's neck between his fingers, and the flames between his fingers covered the skull like cracks.

The skeleton tried in vain to break free, its bones were burned to ashes bit by bit, and finally only its own skull fell to the ground and begged for mercy: "The little one is wrong, he doesn't know the real body of the adult."

Ye Ran's original eyes turned red at some point, and there were flame cracks on the side of her neck and cheeks, and her black dress was also shockingly red like a burning fire.

"Bring the antidote."

"Yes." The skull quickly jumped to the side of the couch, and stopped in front of the child's nose, only to see that it was now turned into a blood mist and was lured out.

The brows of the person lying on the couch were full of pain, Ye Ran said with a low expression: "You actually sucked her blood."

The chubby skull was so frightened that its teeth chattered, and it knocked on the ground begging for mercy: "The little one deserves to die, please don't count the faults of the villain. The little one is willing to go through fire and water."

The monsters who have been mixed in the crowd all year round have also learned some human fur.

In the past, Ye Ran was determined not to let this little demon go, but looking at the pale man on the bed, Ye Ran changed his expression slightly and said, "Okay, I just need you for one thing."

The skull's eye sockets were extremely wide open. Although he had no eyes, he could still see a surprised expression, and he stumbled and said, "My lord, this little one has lost all his cultivation. Even if you practice pills, it's not enough to fit your teeth."

After finishing speaking, the skull rolled to the door like a watermelon, obviously trying to escape.

Ye Ran lightened the spell between his fingers, and the skull head that rolled out of the door earlier rolled back like a fireball and shouted again and again: "Master, the little one is wrong, let this head be left to the little one!"

"This is a fire that probes the heart. If you say a word of falsehood, the fire will ignite spontaneously. If you have the intention to harm others again..."

"Little one understands!" A small cluster of flames on top of the skull was extinguished.

At night, when the lights in the inner room were brightly lit until the sky cleared, even though the monster mist had been forced out, it still hurt her roots.

After recuperating for several days, Wen Zijin just woke up, her little face was completely devoid of color, and she was extremely emaciated.

She practiced as advanced as Ye Ran, but she couldn't forcibly wake up this sick person, but her foundation was too weak, and she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to withstand the toss.

At first, Mother Wen believed Ye Ran's words for the time being, and it was obvious that she was unconscious all the time, so she decided to take Wen Zijin to the capital to seek medical treatment, which was better than waiting to die.

Fortunately, Wen Zijin woke up in time, and Mother Wen was relieved.

The sun was shining brightly outside, and Wen Zijin, who thought he woke up, never expected that he would suddenly fall into a serious illness and be in a coma for several months.

Mother Wen turned from worry to joy and tightly hugged Wen Zijin and muttered for a long time before letting go.

Most of the recuperation days passed extremely slowly, unable to move all day long, and his hands and feet were very weak.

Most of the time when Wen Zijin woke up, he only saw his mother, never Sister Ye.

After mother's visit in the morning, Wen Zijin slept for a while with his eyes closed, and when he woke up again, his mother had left, and the room was empty.

As the weather turned autumn, it became much cooler. The morning wind mixed with the fragrance of flowers blew into the room. Although Wen Zijin couldn't get up to see the blooming flowers outside, she could still imagine that the blooming flowers must be beautiful.

The bell beside the window rang suddenly, and when the footsteps approached, the bell was quiet again.

"Sister Ye, why are you here?" Wen Zijin looked at the woman standing beside her with bright eyes, without hiding the joy in her eyes.

"Yeah." Ye Ran sat sideways, looked down at Wen Zijin straight and asked, "Does your head still hurt?"

Wen Zijin blinked and replied, "It doesn't hurt."

People who seldom get sick will definitely not get seriously ill for no reason. Wen Zijin felt that there must have been ghosts and evil spirits that came in that night.

Ye Ran took out a small cloth bag from his sleeve, put it in Wen Zijin's palm and said softly, "This is an evil warding pouch, don't open it without authorization, remember to carry it with you."

The small cloth bag felt a bit hard, like a round stone, and Wen Zijin felt at ease holding it in his hand: "Thank you, sister Ye, I will always stay by my side."

"You don't have to thank me." Ye Ran looked at the pale face with drooping eyebrows, and put her white and slender fingertips between the brows, "It's because of my negligence."

I thought that Jingzhou City would be more peaceful after cleaning up the big monsters, but unexpectedly, some little monsters who cultivated in the mountains and forests ran into Jingzhou City on purpose.

The fingertips that rested on the forehead were cool, Wen Zijin stretched out his small hand, held it and put it under the quilt, and said, "Isn't it so cold this way?"

In the past, my mother would cover Wen Zijin's hands and feet like this in winter, it was very warm.

Ye Ran looked at Wen Zijin in a daze, the temperature between his fingers was actually a little hot, probably a child's body temperature is hotter than an adult's, just like that time.

"Well, it's warm."

Wen Zijin frowned and smiled brightly, thinking that sister Ye is so afraid of the cold in autumn, and she must add a few more pots of charcoal fire indoors in winter.

Mother said that Sister Ye took care of her all night when she was in a coma, so she must treat Sister Ye better.

In late autumn, Wen Zijin basically recovered. Although there was still no flesh on his cheeks, he still looked refreshed.

The dense fog in the morning has not disappeared, and the lotus in the lotus pond has long withered and looks lifeless.

Holding a soup spoon in one hand to drink porridge, and the other hand to hold the small cloth bag worn around his waist, Wen Zijin was in a good mood today.

A few days ago, Sister Ye told Wen Zijin that this evil pouch might allow her to leave the Wen residence without being persecuted by ghosts and evil spirits.

Although his heart was still disturbed by fear, it was the first time he had left the mansion in these years, and Wen Zijin was naturally looking forward to it.

After breakfast, Wen Zijin waited for Sister Ye's arrival with all her heart.

The bead curtain was lifted, and the waiters were waiting aside. Mother Wen walked in and said with a smile, "Zijin ate really fast today."

Wen Zijin smiled and bent his eyebrows, looked behind his mother, and asked a little disappointed: "Mother, where is Sister Ye?"

Mother Wen embraced the well-behaved Wen Zijin in front of her, stretched out her hand to smooth out the folds of her robe, and said, "Zijin's head is full of only thinking about Sister Ye, are you ashamed?"

"Mother... dear." Wen Zijin didn't think there was anything wrong at first, but after being told by his mother like this, he suddenly felt that he was too clingy.

"Okay, Miss Ye has something to do today, mother takes Zijin out to play." Although Mother Wen had a smile on her face, her heart was still full of worries.

From the backyard through the long corridor to the front hall, there is no abnormality along the way until I leave the house in a carriage.

The carriage was driving very slowly on the busy street, and the surroundings were very lively. Wen Zijin held Mother Wen's hand with one hand, and carefully looked out through the hanging curtain.

The hawkers who bought things kept yelling, the boiling soy milk in the pot was full of fragrance, and the old woman was selling hot meat buns just out of the oven, and many children around were eager to move away and refused to leave.

The bustling city written in the book turned out to be so interesting. Wen Zijin, who was already full, swallowed subconsciously, and saw an old man holding something like a tree stump, with a bunch of things like red balls hanging from it. It looks very bright and eye-catching.

"Mother, what is that?" Wen Zijin turned around and asked.

Mother Wen summoned a servant to buy a bunch, and when they passed it in from the outside, Wen Zijin could smell the sweetness.

It turns out that this thing is not for playing, but for eating!

"Does Zijin want to eat candied haws?" Mother Wen rarely thought of teasing her.

Of course Wen Zijin is an honest and good boy, so he nodded seriously, "Yes."

"Eating too much of this candied haws will cause a toothache, so don't eat them all at once."

"So... so sweet." Wen Zijin looked at the candied haws in his hand with puffy cheeks, carefully counted the remaining five, and then turned his head and asked, "Do you want to eat, mother?"

Mother Wen wiped the syrup from the corner of Wen Zijin's mouth with a handkerchief in her hand and said, "This is for children, mother doesn't eat it."

So adults can't eat it?

Wen Zijin was full of pity and looked at his mother, holding the candied haws tightly in his hand, thinking that sister Ye can't eat it too?

But Sister Ye and mother should not be the same adults, so can Sister Ye eat candied haws?

Thinking about it like this, Wen Zijin started to eat the candied haws more slowly.

When I returned home, there were still four candied haws.

Back in the inner room, mother had something to do, Wen Zijin asked someone to invite Sister Ye.

When the bell rang crisply, Wen Zijin poked his head and saw the hem of the skirt through the layers of bead curtains, and became inexplicably nervous.

When Ye Ran stepped into the inner room, he saw Wen Zijin sitting beside him in a serious manner. It was rare to see books, pens, inks, papers and inkstones in front of him. Instead, there was a bunch of candied haws in Xiaodie, although there seemed to be a few missing.

"Is something wrong, little boy?"

Xu Shi was a little too excited to come back from outside, but Wen Zijin told Ye Ran seriously what he had seen and heard outside.

"Although Zijin's mother left the mansion today, it turns out that the outside is more lively than in the book, and there are many delicious and fun things..."

Although these anecdotes were too common for Ye Ran, she still listened patiently.

Occasionally, when I heard Wen Zijin explain something that I thought was novel, Ye Ran explained it very conscientiously, as if I had never secretly watched it outside the carriage.

The candied haws that had been put aside were ignored by the two of them.

"Does the young master think it's fun to go out of the house?"

"Fun!"

Ye Ran's indifferent brows and eyes showed a little warmth, and the corners of his lips raised slightly and he murmured: "That's good."

Ordinary people only have a few decades of time, if they can let her spend this life happily, then they will owe her nothing.

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