Ghosts and gods do not enter the door

Ding Yan was sitting with Guan Gan eating, when he heard a commotion outside the door.

In fact, it is not particularly quiet outside usually, but it has never been as noisy as this time. The voices of a group of men yelling at women are agitating and insisting on piercing people's ears, especially at this time, people outside are still shouting Lao Dao The name, it doesn't matter.

Ding Yan, who had finally pulled the table into the yard to have a meal, was a little unhappy. It took him a long time to prevent the old knife from interfering with the meal. He finished the meal by himself. The table was moved, and he was beaten by outsiders as soon as he sat down after he had eaten two bites. broken.

"Eat." Guan Gan hit the child on the head with his chopsticks, "If you don't eat, you won't grow taller."

Ding Yan wanted to say that he could no longer grow taller, but unexpectedly found that he could not hear the sound from outside. He raised his head to look at the man sitting across from him, and asked with a smile in his eyes.

Since he woke up from that big dream, he doesn't like to talk much, even if his voice is a little better, he doesn't like to talk too much. Most of the time he communicates with Guan Gan with his eyes. Fortunately, Lao Dao has a tacit understanding with him. You can tell what this person wants to say with just one look.

"I threw a talisman." Guan Gan explained, "Hurry up and eat, and watch after eating."

Ding Yan slurped a few mouthfuls, but he was still worried about it. The old man didn't care what the outsider yelled so miserably just now. I'm older, and I haven't evolved much emotionally.

No, this old knife is indeed not human, and it is normal for him not to understand human feelings.

In fact, even he himself is no longer a human being.

But his human emotions can still affect him. He didn't eat two bites before he started to look at the door, put down his chopsticks, and kicked his feet to signal that he was full.

Lao Dao was very unkind, pointed to the rice bowl, and said, "I won't open the door until I finish eating."

Ding Yan had no choice but to pick up the bowl and finish eating quickly.

After opening the door and withdrawing the talisman, they could hear what was calling outside again.

"Guan Gan! If you don't come out! You are the sinner who killed my son! You are going to hell!"

The loudest one is this female voice.Not opening the door for too long exhausted her patience, and the person standing behind her gave her a certain amount of psychological support, making her call the door boldly.

Unexpectedly, before the splashing was over, the door opened, and a man with a figure like bamboo and a face like jade broke into her eyes, making her stunned.

"Who wants me to go to hell?" Guan Gan stood at the door and glanced at it. The crowd who were still chaotic at first calmed down instantly, and they were quiet. No one dared to say a word.

"Yes, it's me! Guan Gan, is this the talisman paper you gave me?" The woman who rushed to the front boldly said, holding a piece of talisman paper in her hand.

The talisman paper was exactly one drawn by Ding Yan.

"Exactly." Lao Dao readily admitted.

"The talisman paper you gave is useless at all! My house will be wiped out by rats soon! And, and my son, my son has been fine. Since your talisman paper was pasted at the entrance of the village, he has You're crazy! Tell me! Are you a liar!" This woman loves her son eagerly, even if the man in front of her is taller and more imposing, she insists on telling the whole story.

The village chief standing behind her was full of sadness, and he pulled the woman to pull her back, but he didn't dare to use all his strength, so he couldn't pull her over.

"Sun Da, do you care about your women?!" The village chief had no choice but to turn his head and pull at Sun Da's clothes, but was suddenly pushed to the ground by Sun Da.

"Ouch! Sun Da! What are you doing?!" The village chief raised his eyebrows and wanted to put on airs, but he stretched out a hand from nowhere and grabbed him by the sleeve, and took him to the back, avoiding Sun Da's grasp .

Only then did the people around see that Sun Da's eyeballs turned red!

"Crazy, crazy! Sun Da is also crazy!"

The villagers were originally watching the fun, but now, in order not to be attacked, they scattered in fright.

Seeing that Sun Da failed in one blow, he made another claw, his eyes were blood red, he stared at the village chief's Guan Gan, and with a roar in his throat, he scared away his wife who fell at the door of Ding's house.

Guan Gan pushed the village chief out of the door and made a seal with his hands.

Looking from Ding Yan's side, Guan Qian's body suddenly burst into golden light, and the streamer shot out from his palm, hitting Sun Da in a single blow, knocking out the maddened Sun Da, taking a quick step back, closing and locking the door, all done in one go.

"Are they all right?" Ding Yan asked, "Is it really my talisman problem?"

Guan Gan shook his head and said, "No."

Ding Yan thought for a while, then asked: "What is that?"

"Your talisman is no problem against ordinary rats, but the problem is that the ones that attacked Dingjia Village's people and livestock this time were not rats at all."

It's Kanshen.

Kanshen is about the same size as a mouse. He is a spirit monster among mice. His combat power is amazing. A mouse can eat a cat.It's nothing for an adult to encounter this kind of thing, at most it's flustered for a while, but children with unstable souls are often frightened and lose their souls.

Widow Wang's son learned how to meow at night, because the child's soul was frightened.

"Then why do you still give the talisman paper I drew to the village chief?" Ding Yan frowned, finding such a thing difficult to understand. He even felt that there was a part of the reason for the current situation.

"Now you have learned that ordinary rat repelling talismans have no effect on Kanshen." Guan Gan said, "Kanshen is a mouse-like spirit who likes to eat raw meat and is not jealous of humans and animals. Ordinary rat repelling talismans and cats have no effect on them." It has no effect, and when a large number of people gather, it will affect people's consciousness and may cause madness."

"You didn't tell me that I drew the wrong spell, so it's just to teach me?!" Ding Yan looked at him and couldn't help but said.

"If you don't practice it, how can you remember it better?" Guan Gan didn't know what was wrong with his approach, because he had always accepted this teaching method.

He is not a human being, he is a spirit transformed by a knife, he has no emotions, no emotions, even Ding Yan, only because he has included this child in his own territory, so he has the feeling similar to that of a wild beast protecting a calf. Discovering that Ding Yan can draw talismans, he began to teach, but this teaching method is not the same as Ding Yan's values ​​​​as a human being, or even contradictory.

He doesn't understand, because no one taught him, he has been doing things like this.

Ding Yan has never recognized the difference between himself and this old knife so clearly like this time.

"It's wrong for you to do this." He tried to explain to the old knife.

"Why not? They have nothing to do with me. I am a knife and they are humans. Even if I am a human, they have no kinship with me." Guan Gan said.

Ding Yan could see that he was really puzzled, but it was this kind of genuine doubt that made him feel a little unreasonable.

"You..." He wanted to say that you don't have feelings for these people, but he suddenly thought, from the birth of this old knife to later—the later period of time that he didn't know if it was true, and then to Ding Qiankun was locked into the mausoleum, and was finally polished and unsealed by him. No one has ever taught him human etiquette.

No one has ever taught him what emotion is.

Even when they get along, he has never taught him what feelings are.

Because Ding Yan is a human being, he was born with emotions, he was born with emotions.

So he will subconsciously think that Guan Gan, who he can see and touch, is also a human being, and will not treat him differently, and sometimes forget that this old knife does not understand.

He figured out his thoughts about Guan Gan in an instant, and at the same time felt hopelessly exhausted.

Between a knife who doesn't know what emotion is, can there really be emotion?

He suddenly recalled all the scenes when he and Guan Gan were alone, those times when he thought the spring heart was sprouting, maybe he was the only one like this.

Suddenly, all the warmth is frozen, and all the softness has edges and corners.

"You can't do this." After he said this, he was too tired to speak anymore, just like in the big dream he just woke up from.

Every word he uttered made him lose his strength, as if he had fallen from a high cliff and fell into an ice cave.

The author says:

It's really not that he has a bad heart for Lao Dao to do this, it's purely because he doesn't know what to do, and he doesn't know whether to take human life seriously. From his point of view, it's just dead crazy ants, so He didn't understand why Ding Yan was sad.In a way, the old man was still like a child.