I'm a man who falls in love with his brain

He is just a lonely soul.

No name, no surname, the world is so big, no one will care about him.

He was attracted by the huge pit of wronged souls, and then he was trapped by those people here, and he could never get out, until later, someone also came in.

That person became the master of all ghosts, and this place became the so-called "purgatory on earth".

Among all the ghosts, he is not so outstanding, but he has gained a favor in front of the city lord, and eventually became the opponent's "right-hand man" along the way.

In fact, it can't be said that he is the right-hand man, the city lord helps him improve his cultivation, and he helps the other party to do things, which is equivalent to money and goods, and they don't owe each other anything.

Until later, Rong Zhi sent him to protect a Lingxiu.

The spiritual power in the other party's body was sealed, and he seemed to be afraid of ghosts. Rong Zhi asked him to come, probably because he saw that he was the only one who could barely catch his eyes. Even if he showed up, he would not scare the other party.

But he didn't show up, he just followed the other side silently.

That spirituality is more sensitive than I imagined, even if I can't see myself, I can find where I am at any time, and then I can always nag at him all day long.

"Why on earth did your city lord want to tie me and Mr. Gu?"

"Are you such a ghost?"

"Can you speak?"

At the beginning, he only felt that this person was very noisy, how could there be such a talkative person.But when he saw the other person alone, he sat there silently, not knowing what he was thinking, and he suddenly felt that this person probably just wanted to find a ghost who could listen to what he said.

Then the next day, the man started chattering again.

He regretted it a little. He hoped that this person could be quieter like other ghosts.

Gradually, this person will no longer talk to him about the city lord bullying him, nor will he murmur about leaving here, he will open his heart to play with those little ghosts, let go of the world's prejudice against ghosts; he will also sit on a tall tree On the road, looking at the ruins of the ghost town, cursing those right and wrong villains.

He is really envious.

I heard that he is the eldest disciple of the elder of the sect. In his impression, such a proud son of heaven is probably staid, black and white; but the arrival of Gui Jianchou made the image in his heart vivid. .

He is not stupid, nor is he unaware that those who are favored by heaven are accustomed to talking in a superior tone.

Ghosts are unique.

Seeing that the other party didn't know what he was doing, he seemed to be doing something small, and the carving knife in his hand scratched his hand several times, he finally couldn't help but said: "Your gesture of holding the carving knife is wrong, very It's easy to hurt your hands."

The other party was taken aback, looked around cautiously, and then his eyes fell on his position: "Is that you?"

At that moment, he responded to the other party: "Yes."

Gui Jianchou was very happy to get the response, and started to babble a lot of things he couldn't understand, making a strange four-wheeled thing, and then asking him what should be the next step from time to time.

"You know a lot. You used to be a carpenter, right?" Gui Jianchou asked suddenly.

This question made him stunned, and he didn't know how to answer the other party.

He is a lonely soul, and a lonely soul has no previous memory.

He doesn't even have a name, but the ghosts in the city always call him "You Protector" and "Right Protector".

"We've known each other for so long, but I haven't seen what you look like or what your name is." Gui Jian said sadly.

"I don't have a name."

"I'm sorry..." The other party looked a little annoyed, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Do you mind if I name you?"

The secret joy was quietly, he realized that he shouldn't be like this, but he couldn't control it.A moment of silence is enough for him to control his emotions: "Okay."

"Even if I don't go, Zining will not Siyin?" Gui Jianchou thought for a while: "Siyin, how is it?"

"Si Yin?" He was naturally very happy with the name: "Okay, I will be called Si Yin from now on."

Si Yin Si Yin, keep in touch.

He looked up at the piece of yellow sand in front of him. Many things he wanted to say could be transmitted to the other party with just a voice transmission, but after thinking about it, he still didn't do it.

The other party is doing well now, why should I bother.

The first time, the other party was a ghost killer, but he was just a ghost cultivator under the protection of the city lord; the second time, even if the other party became his loyal city lord, there was no one around him. He's where he should be.

He only remembered everything after breaking through, but after thinking about it, what can he do?

It's better not to think about it, because thinking about it will only make him lose his original intention of staying by the other party's side in the first place.

He just wants to protect each other.

He's just... a little wishful thinking.

The other party is kind-hearted and doesn't know how to reject others.He can see it clearly, no matter which time it is, he just belongs to the righteousness of ghosts and sorrows, and love has nothing to do with him.

That being the case, why should he beg hard and not make it difficult for the other party.

It's not that he didn't think that it would be good to stay by Gui Jianchou's side like before, to watch him from a distance like a friend, and to be a guard to guard him.

But delusions have arisen, how can we retreat.

As long as he stays by Gui Jianchou's side for a day, he can't let go of it.

It will only hurt each other.

He also can't see the person he loves, looking at another person with passionate and admiring eyes.

He chose to bid farewell, like when he was in the ghost town before, he would go around and take a look around, maybe the magnificent mountains and rivers in this world, and the different customs, might dilute the obsession in his heart.

In the process of wandering, he met many people and saw many ghosts like him.

Whenever he does good deeds, he always thinks of ghosts and sorrows.

"I don't know the name of my benefactor."

The little ghost in front of him showed a shy face and looked at him expectantly. One sentence awakened all his memories.

Even if I don't go, Zining doesn't listen?

"Siyin." Guardian Right smiled slightly, his blue-gray face didn't look so scary: "My name is Siyin."

It seems that he still has a long time to practice.

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