Fellow!Stop!

Xuanyi, Meng Che, Hanzhen Sanren and Situ Wulin followed Manager Fu all the way to the north corner of Qinglan Villa.I heard from Manager Fu that three years ago, the head of the family was Han, named Han Nian. His ancestors had a little foundation, but later the family fell into decline and his parents got sick again. Han Nian spent all his little property on medical treatment. However, the disease is still not good after the money is spent.Han Nian had no choice but to bring his daughter-in-law to Qinglan Village to acquire some land and make a living by farming.But Han Nian's body has always been very weak, how could he bear the hardships of the farmers, and within two or three years he was too tired to get sick and left early.Only the delicate wife Liu Shi and a four-year-old son remained.The mother and the son were short of food and clothing, and lived only by Mrs. Liu doing laundry and mending for others. Mrs. Liu didn't know if she was sick when she took care of Han Nian. The six-year-old son is alone.

Manager Fu briefly talked about the general situation he knew with Xuan Yi and the other four, but he didn't know the rest of the details, so he walked away in suspense.

The northernmost corner of Qinglanzhuang was uninhabited, with only three or four earth-embryo houses, which looked dilapidated in the pattering rain. The cold winter wind blew up, and the remnants of the roof almost fell off.

The trunk of a locust tree at the door was half rotten, and it was inserted half-dead in the yard in front of the house, adding a bit of lifelessness to the desolation here.

Manager Fu brought Xuan Yi and the other four people along the way, feeling uneasy and depressed.He vaguely remembered that a couple in this family died of tuberculosis?He had heard that tuberculosis was contagious, and he hadn't been here since the family died.Manager Fu lowered his eyes halfway, and didn't even bother to take another look.

When they came to the front of the house, Manager Fu slowly pushed open the rotten wooden door that was half collapsed. The right hand of the door seemed to be itching faintly.

"Uh...several people, this is the old house of the family I mentioned." Manager Fu said cautiously: "How many people do you want me to take in and look around?"

Xuan Yi saw that Guanshi Fu was unwilling to enter the house, and thought that Guanshi Fu was an ordinary person, no more seen than their immortal cultivators, and later he would use the memory interpretation talisman to awaken the memory of the house, in case there was anything scary It's not good to see the situation, Manager Fu is old, if he doesn't scare something wrong, it will only increase the trouble, so he smiled and said: "Don't worry about Manager Fu, we just go in and have a look. "

After finishing speaking, Xuan Yi turned his head and was about to lift his foot into the house.Meng Che followed closely behind, took his hand and followed him in.

Hanzhen Sanren and Situ Wulin saw that Meng Che, who had always been cold, seemed very nervous and Xuan Yi looked at each other meaningfully and followed.

When the four entered the room, they all sighed lightly.

The house is full of dust, and spider webs can be seen everywhere on the low beams.On a table made of old wood, a burnt oil lamp was covered with a layer of greasy dust.

Several people closed their eyes and carefully felt the breath around them, but they didn't notice the resentment of wronged souls or ghosts.

Maybe it's because I don't have enough cultivation?Xuan Yi turned his head to look at Meng Che, Hanzhen Sanren and Situ Wulin, the three of them also shook their heads when they saw him looking over.

Xuan Yi walked around the house carefully, and found that the furniture and things in this family were pitiful, and he could see clearly without looking closely.The air was full of dust and musty smell, Xuan Yi sighed deeply, looking at the old house with almost bare walls, he felt very sigh in his heart.This family is really poor enough, no wonder the child will starve to death.

Seeing that there was nothing to check in the house, Xuan Yi wanted to go around the stove to see if there was anything unusual.But as soon as he turned around, he felt something under his feet.He looked down, and in the dimly lit room, he saw half a moldy steamed bun.

Steamed bun? ?

Xuan Yi stared at the obviously bitten steamed bun for a moment.

How could half a steamed bun fall to the ground?

Didn't the orphan of this family starve to death?

Do starving people waste food?

Seeing that Xuan Yi stopped and stood there staring at the ground, Meng Che also walked over and followed his gaze. Immediately afterwards, he also frowned slightly, obviously thinking of something with Xuan Yi.

Xuan Yi didn't hesitate any longer, took out a Shi Yi talisman from his bosom, waved it, and the talisman burned automatically and floated into the air, turning into ashes.

A gust of unknown cold wind blew, and the four people in the house moved quickly in the direction of the wind, standing against the wall, so that the memory of the house could be reproduced without hindrance.

01

It was a cold winter night, the sound of firecrackers outside the house was rumbling, but the house was full of white clouds.The excited screams of children drifted with the winter wind, but they could not stop the tears from the tears of the young village woman sitting sadly in the house.

"Mother, I'm hungry." The little boy's eyes were wide open, his skin was as white as snow balls, due to the cold, he shrunk himself into a small ball, and sat next to his tearful mother, softly Tender little hands tugged on my mother's skirt.

"Xia'er, wait a minute, wait for half an hour..." At this point, the woman choked up a few times, and then continued: "After half an hour, you can eat the blessing cakes on the altar gone."

The child named Xia'er nodded obediently, pursed his slightly pale lips, covered his stomach and raised his head to ask the young woman, "Mother, why is Daddy still sleeping?"

When the woman heard this, the tears that had just stopped burst out again.At the age of four, he did not know whether he was going to die or not. The child was so hungry that he had to talk to his mother to distract him.

"Xia'er, your father has gone to a faraway place, and we will be the only mother and son left." The woman patted the child on the back softly. She also knew that the young boy was starving, but the deceased husband was not yet seven years old. , the daily offerings sent by Zhuangzi can only be removed after midnight, which is the rule here.

The woman was attracted by the child's words, and the sadness in her heart was slightly relieved.Fortunately, she still has a son. When her son grows up in the future, she will not be helpless.

Tonight is New Year's Eve. Except for their family, which is having a funeral, the rest of the family in Zhuangzi are celebrating the New Year happily.The woman saw that the child was very well-behaved, neither clamoring to go out to play, nor crying endlessly because of hunger, she was very comforted, she held him in her arms and gently coaxed him. The sound of firecrackers outside became louder and louder, so he kissed his son on the face and said, "Xia'er, go and get pancakes from the altar."

After listening to her mother's words, Han Xia jumped from her lap to the ground, and trotted all the way to find pancakes in the next room that was converted into a mourning hall.

It was late at night, and two white candles were lit in the mourning altar. The candles swayed with the draft from time to time, illuminating the already quiet and gloomy mourning hall even more miserable.

Han Xia ran into the mourning hall to take a few breaths, and excitedly came to the altar which was a bit higher than him. He stood on tiptoe and stretched out his fleshy little hand to grab it, but it was in vain.

Han Xia was taken aback, why did the pancakes disappear from the plate? !

Han Xia tiptoed to the side to grab another plate, and now he got two pancakes.

Every day, Qinglan Zhuangzi will send them two plates of blessing cakes for mourning, but today there is obviously one plate missing.

Han Xia scratched her little head with the hand that didn't grab the pancakes, wondering if a mouse came to steal the food.

The sound of firecrackers outside gradually subsided, and Han Xia finally heard the chewing sound of "cracking" in the corner of the mourning hall.

ha!Are there really mice? !Han Xia raised her small eyebrows, pursed her small mouth, picked up the broom by the door which was much taller than him in one hand, and grabbed two pancakes in the other hand and jumped a few steps towards the place where the noise was made.

"Little mouse! It's wrong to steal!" Han Xia jumped out towards the southernmost corner of the mourning hall with his small body, and was stunned when he saw the guy who was stealing clearly with his big shiny eyes. .

I saw a young man huddled in a dim corner at this moment.The young man was dressed in black, curled up into a ball, and ate the pancakes with both hands.

Shouted by Han Xia's crispy Xiaoliang, she trembled visibly, and stared blankly at the child who suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

Han Xia was very surprised. He had no idea that it was not a mouse but a living person who ate his pancakes at this time.He blinked quickly a few times, walked towards the curled up man and said, "Are you hungry too?"

The young man stared at the small toddler in front of him for a few seconds, his dark eyes comparable to Sakuya's were full of vigilance and a hint of evil.When he saw Han Xia approaching him, his eyes darkened.

If Han Xia was an adult, he would be in danger at this time.But he was a child, a very young child, and he couldn't understand the increasingly obvious evil spirit and predation in the young man's eyes.

"Hey! Let me give you another pancake? You must be starving after eating so hard." Han Xia put down the broom in his hand. The broom had no strength, and it fell on the ground with a "snap" after it left Han Xia's chubby hand. on the ground.

Hearing the crisp and harsh sound in the quiet night, the young man trembled again.But when he saw the child in front of him smiling at him and handing out the pancake in his hand, the evil spirit and gloom in his eyes instantly subsided a little.

While showing a puzzled expression, he reached out to grab the pancake and stuffed it into his mouth.

Seeing that he was eating quickly, Han Xia hurried to the edge of the altar, picked up the clay cup containing cold tea and walked to him.

"Eat slowly, don't choke." Han Xia smiled at him, the two pear sockets on her cheeks were a little blurred under the faint yellow candlelight.

The young man stared at the child for a while, then stretched out his hand to take the teacup, gulped it down vigorously, and quickly drank the cold tea in the cup clean.

Seeing that he was still staring at the two pancakes in his hand, Han Xia tilted his head and thought for a while, broke one of the pancakes in half and handed it to him, then came to him and sat down, eating the pancakes. The remaining half of the pancake was talking to him.

"Here, I'll give you another half at most. I have to leave one for my mother." Seeing the young man taking the pancakes and eating them again, Han Xia thought he was very interesting.The warm temperature on the young man's body made him very comfortable in his thin and thin body.He leaned towards the young man on his own, one big and one small silently huddled in a corner and ate pancakes.

The pancakes were very dry, and Han Xia was only four years old, so he choked and choked, and managed to finish half of the pancakes.

"My name is Han Xia, what's your name?" Han Xia found that the young man was afraid of sound, as soon as there were firecrackers going off outside, he would tremble uncontrollably.So he deliberately lowered his voice and whispered to the young man.

Since Dad got sick, there are no children around to play with him anymore.I heard from my mother that my father suffered from "consumption". After many people found out about his father's illness, they forbade their children to visit him again.Therefore, Han Xia has been very lonely in the past few months, and he was very happy when finally someone did not avoid him.

"Xi." The young man finally spoke softly after the child said a dozen words to him.His voice was deep and magnetic, and Han Xia immediately thought of his father who would never "come back" again.

Han Xia seemed to see that the young man didn't want to talk too much, so he chatted casually to himself. It was good to have someone to listen to him, and the little Han Xia was very content.Seeing the young man shrinking back and not moving, he leaned against him again.The warm body temperature of the young man made him feel particularly at ease.

"Brother Xi, I haven't seen you before. If you're hungry, come find me tomorrow, and I'll save the pancakes for you."

The young man who called himself "Xi" looked sideways at Han Xia who was huddled in a small group beside him, replied with a muffled "um" and then remained silent.

"Xia'er, it's time to go back to sleep." The soft voice of the woman next door floated over with the cold winter wind.

Han Xia listened to the sound of firecrackers disappearing outside the house with ears pricked up, then raised her head and said to Xi with a smile, "Brother Xi, I'm leaving. Remember to come and play with me tomorrow." Han Xia stood up and walked for a few minutes Stepping forward, looking back at Xi, there was a bit of straightforward reluctance in his eyes.

Seeing that he turned his head three times a step, Xi slowly stood up from the ground.

Seeing the curled up young man stand up, Han Xia suddenly had the illusion that "a mountain rises from the ground".

This was a young man of extremely tall stature, he looked up at him with difficulty, and felt that Xi was much taller than his father who he always thought was very tall.Han Xia looked down at her short calves and thin body, as if she could only reach a little above his knees even on tiptoe.

"Aren't you afraid of me?" Xi looked down at the little Han Xia, and asked in a deep voice.

"Why are you afraid?" Han Xia looked up at him with wide eyes, Xi's appearance was blurred in the dim room.

"If you give me something to eat, I'll return it." Xi didn't answer his question, but bent down and reached out to touch Han Xia's little head.

"Okay! Pull the hook!" Han Xia smiled, her big round eyes turned into a pair of small crescent moons, and she stretched out her short little fingers.

"Pull the hook." Xi also stretched out her finger, and when it touched the finger of the little man in front of her, she paused slightly, leaving this little soft touch on her finger.

Han Xia got his promise and jumped back to the main house happily.

"Brother?" Xi pondered for a moment, then said to himself: "So, in this child's eyes, I have a human form?"

Interesting, how many human beings can see that their appearance is humanoid?

Xi stood there for a while, seeing that the oil lamp of the main house that the child had entered just now had gone out, and the outside of the house was quiet, then it suddenly turned into a cloud of black smoke and flew away.

02

On the second day, Xi really arrived as promised.Just after the first day of the new year, the sound of firecrackers still rang everywhere from time to time.

Xi huddled in the corner of the mourning hall, trembling at the sound of firecrackers.

His sense of hearing is a thousand times that of human beings, and the sound of firecrackers that ordinary people would cover their ears when they hear it is simply a disaster for him.So when the Chinese New Year comes, he will hide wherever it is quiet.This family was picked yesterday, firstly because this family had a funeral and it was extremely quiet, and secondly because there were pancakes on the altar for them to steal.

I wonder if that kid will come?Xi has never had direct contact with human beings. In the past, there were occasional people who could see her, but they always ran away screaming or fainted from fright.

Xi is a spirit demon born of the aura of the earth. It is formed by eating the greed of the world. Greed has always been boundless, so Xi can never have enough to eat.There is always an ugly side in the human heart, but anyone who sees his body may appear as an ugly monster, or as a fierce ghost, or as a disaster in a mountain, thunder, swamp, or disaster. What is feared by ugly greed will show the deepest fear in the heart when seeing him.But there is also a situation, this kind of situation is very special, that is, it is what the human heart desires, and to be able to see this kind of appearance, first of all, it must be a person with a very clean heart and very little greed.In short, only those with a clean heart and no wrongdoing can show what they yearn for when they see it.Generally speaking, it is easier for young children to see what they yearn for, because they have not lost their innocence.But to be able to see its appearance, children with a certain spirituality are needed.Han Xia was able to see him, on the one hand, it shows that he is a child with a lot of spirituality, and on the other hand, it is also because of his pure, kind and innocent heart.

Han Xia is the only son, and his father has always been weak. Seeing Xi Yi's tall and slender youth, it seems that what he yearns for is either that his father will become healthy and strong, or that he can have an older brother.

Thinking of this, Xi recalled the little guy's big bright and round eyes, and couldn't help but smile.

"Brother Xi?" Han Xia's voice came from the entrance of the mourning hall, and there was a faint expectation in the soft child's voice.

It was very quiet outside the house at this time, probably the busy people were going to reunite for dinner, so no one set off firecrackers for the time being.

Xi stood up from the corner and came to the entrance of the mourning hall in a few steps: "I am here."

When Han Xia saw Xi last night, it was already past midnight, but today it was just past You, and the outside of the house was not yet completely dark, but there was still a faint afterglow shining in, accompanied by the flickering candlelight, illuminating Xi's appearance very clearly.

Han Xia stared at a pair of big black eyes, and looked at Xi clearly from bottom to top with her neck raised.

In his opinion, this is an extremely handsome young man.There was an unrestrained chivalrous temperament all over his body, just like those heroes who roamed the world that his father had told him before.Han Xia is still young, unable to express her inner feelings towards Xi in words, but the memory released by Shi Yi talisman clearly presents the child's inner thoughts.

He gave Xi Liang a big smile, jumped up and raised his short arms to hold Xi Da's hand: "Brother Xi, come here, this place is farthest from the door, if there are firecrackers, it can be separated from the door." Smaller, I am also afraid of the sound of firecrackers!"

Xi was led by him to the corner of the mourning hall, and after she sat down, she was surprised to see that the little girl was not afraid of him at all, and with both hands and feet, she struggled to climb into his arms and sat down.Then, he clumsily took out an egg and two pieces of crispy candy from his pocket, and held them in front of Xi as if offering treasures.

"Brother Xi, this is a new year's gift from the Zhuangzi. My mother has never been willing to take it out. Today is the first day of the new year, so she just took it out and let me eat it. I will save it for you to eat."

As soon as Xi saw the food, a pair of sharp narrow eyes suddenly shone brightly, and without thanking the child, she grabbed a few mouthfuls and swallowed it.

Han Xia was taken aback by his eagerness, and it took him a while to say, "Brother Xi, you...you're so hungry..."

After a while, tears glistened in Han Xia's big eyes.He always felt that he was pitiful, but he didn't expect that there was someone more pitiful and afraid of hunger than him.Han Xia made up her mind at this moment, as long as Xi came to see him in the future, he would leave all the delicious food to him.

Xi stared at Han Xia's tender face and the fearless dependence in his eyes, and suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling in her heart.

As far as he is concerned, everyone in the world fears and hates him, so there is always a saying of "New Year's Eve" during the Chinese New Year.But there is such a child, trusting him and pity him, this makes Xi feel very fresh.

So until the fifteenth day, he came to meet Han Xia every evening. He said very little, Han Xia was talking and he was listening, but this did not affect their relationship.On the contrary, Xi is also very willing to come to see Han Xia. After all, Han Xia can always find a way to get him some delicious food every day. Although he can easily get these foods elsewhere, he just feels that the taste Han Xia left him is special. good.

Seeing that it will be sixteen tomorrow, and seeing Han Xia huddled in his arms, chattering non-stop, he suddenly felt a little unbearable in his heart. He pursed his lips, guessing that Han Xia's mother would call him to go to sleep soon. Sleeping, I had no choice but to say: "Xia'er, tomorrow I... will go on a long journey."

"Go far away? Where are you going?" Han Xia curled up in Xi's arms, playing happily with a straw grasshopper that Xi gave him yesterday.Hearing Xi's words suddenly, a fleshy little hand subconsciously grabbed the skirt of Xi's chest, picking up a small wrinkle.

"Go...to a place far away." Xi sighed softly, not even noticing himself.

"Then... will you come back to play with me?" Han Xia stared at her big round eyes, with indescribable reluctance and loneliness in them.His family's house is far away from Zhuangzi, not to mention that the family has been in a bad situation for a while, his father died after a long illness, and except for Xi, no one came to play with him for a long time.

Seeing Han Xia's red eyes, Xi knew that this little guy couldn't bear him, so she raised a big hand and rubbed his little head to comfort him, "I'll come to find you again next year during the Chinese New Year."

After hearing this, Han Xia felt extremely sad.It will take another year to see Xi again.He also said that he went to a far away place, and then...will he never come back like his father?Han Xia was very disturbed, but the long-term loneliness had made him lose the courage to act like a baby to others, and he could only treat people with all his heart and soul, so that maybe others would play with him.Han Xia didn't dare to say anything to persuade Liu Xi, so she could only hang her head without saying a word, her body trembling slightly.When Xi realized what was wrong with him, a drop of tear quietly dripped down on the back of his hand holding Han Xia's little hand, and the warm feeling shook him.

"Xia'er don't cry, I promise you, I will definitely come. You have to grow up well." Xi sighed again, and hugged his small body.A gust of drafts blew in along the open door, and Xi turned slightly sideways to block the cold wind for Han Xia.

The feeling of being dependent on someone is very strange. He had never experienced this feeling before he met Han Xia.Although Han Xia was just a baby, his trust and dependence on him made Xi feel that she had found the meaning of her existence.

When he saw the little baby kept crying, he felt distressed for no reason.The taciturn Xi had never comforted anyone before, so he could only clumsily caress Han Xia's thin back with his hands, until he calmed down and stopped crying, then he secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Xi couldn't bear to tell him that he was an earth demon and would only show up from the end of each year to the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.If it wasn't for this, he would have stayed with Han Xia without hesitation.

Seeing the little Han Xia crying with eyes like walnuts, he sighed slightly, leaned forward and kissed him affectionately on the forehead, like an older brother treating his younger brother: "Xia'er must do not forget me."

Han Xia sniffled, rubbed her red eyes with her hands, and said with a strong nasal voice: "Yes! Next time you come, I will definitely grow taller, and I will also leave you delicious food. "

Xi unconsciously showed a smile, and lightly touched the smooth face of the little one in her arms.

Han Xia looked at his extremely gentle smile, and also smirked for a while.

The author has something to say: Oh?Although the update is slow, the new chapter is very fat~ Applause clap clap clap_(:зゝ∠)_

I have always thought that the handsome big brother and the little boy Zheng Taiyou (?) love to interact with each other very cute, I would like to take this opportunity to insert a short story with such a setting~

The next update is estimated to be on Wednesday or Thursday, and it will be so fat!