Proud Immortal

There is a very thin slit, the corner of the mouth is raised, and a hand is stretched out: "Little friend, do you want me to help you?"

The child passed his hand over without hesitation.

"Ah!" The child suddenly yelled and shrank back as if he had touched boiling water.

Qi Meng wondered: "What's wrong?"

A little tear came out of the child's eyes: "This big brother is so strong, it hurts to scratch..." After finishing speaking, he burst into tears.

Qi Meng stared lightly at Ye Huancheng: "You can't be weaker, it hurts the child!"

Ye Huancheng apologized: "I'm sorry, kid, big brother hurt you, brother, please be gentle, okay?" He stretched out his hand to continue hugging, but the child violently shook his head and refused.

Qi Meng squatted down: "Little friend, why are you on the tree?"

The child whimpered and replied: "There was a wild dog chasing me just now, I... I was scared." His tears fell as soon as he said it, and his trembling body made it unbearable for anyone to see.Qi Meng comforted him: "It's okay, my sister is here. Where is your home? I'll take you home."

The child nodded and rubbed his ankle: "But I seem to sprain my ankle just now, so I can't walk anymore?" He looked at Qi Meng pitifully.

"Then shall I carry you?"

"Sister, you are so kind!"

Just as Qi Meng was carrying the child, Ye Huancheng stood in front of him: "Little friend, should I carry you?"

He shook his head violently.

"Let me do it. You can tell that you are a bachelor who has never raised a child." Qi Meng laughed out loud.

Ye Huancheng took her hand, with an aggrieved expression on his face: "There is always a first time for a person, let alone a poor person like me? In fact, I really like this child, why don't you let me?"

Qi Meng patted his head: "Good boy, when I get tired, I will replace you."

On the way, Qi Meng carried the injured child on his back and headed east.The overlapping backs feel warm against the setting sun, the sun is getting lower and the night is getting more and more obvious.

Qi Meng began to curse again in his heart: "I promised to help me memorize it, but I ran to find someone again!"

The child poked his head out: "Sister, where did that big brother go?" Qi Meng turned her head and changed her face: "I don't know, this big brother is very naughty!"

"Then big brother doesn't want sister?"

"He's not that kind of guy yet."

The child covered his mouth and smiled: "Does my sister like him?"

"Silly boy, what do you think?"

The child tilted his head: "But when that brother left just now, you were a little unhappy?"

Qi Meng smiled: "He is a little owed, but in terms of appearance, he is the type I like. And I don't know why, I feel very safe by his side." She booed: " Don't tell him when he comes later."

The child nodded, and suddenly, he hugged Qi Meng a little tighter: "Then, does sister like me?"

"You are so cute, you must like it!"

"How about I marry you as my wife?" He smiled innocently, his eyes twinkling and full of curiosity.

Qi Meng couldn't laugh or cry for a moment: "Little friend, when it comes to marrying a wife, you should pay attention to the right family. There is such a big age difference between you and me. If we are really together, others will probably think you are my younger brother."

"Then, like this... Are you satisfied?"

The child's smile gradually disappeared, and his face suddenly twisted, and in the blink of an eye, the child's face became the face of Ye Huancheng.

Qi Meng was full of praise: "Little friend, your mask is so realistic, sister, I admire you so much!"

The child was still on her back, he held Ye Huancheng's face and tilted it to her ear: "Sister, what's wrong with you, why don't you leave?"

"It's okay...it's okay, I'm stepping on a stone." She didn't dare to look back at him.That face is exactly the same.

"Is my sister scared?"

"What's the matter?"

His bracelet was clasped around Qi Meng's neck, and the lock was a little tight: "I can be whatever my sister likes. If my sister likes big brother, she can treat me as him."

Qi Meng was a little out of breath, she gently relaxed his hand: "Little friend, there are some things that cannot be confused."

"do you like him?"

"I'd rather have it come out of his mouth."

"Can't I?"

"You, you are a better girl."

The child turned his head directly in front of her, and his pale face was exposed under the high moon: "You are the one who likes him, and you are the one who abandoned him. Sure enough, none of you are sincere!" His hands grew sharp claws, It is intended to take the life of begging dream.

"What's going on, who are you?" Just as he was attacking Qi Meng with his deep claws, a sudden powerful force was thrown to the wall.Qi Meng also found it strange, but she felt drowsy and fell asleep like this.

In the air, there was a formation of magic patterns and blood. In the mist, the man was surrounded by a black mass of energy.

"Who are you?" The child's eyes were wide open.

"Oh, mine, you dare to move?" He raised his head, the black demonic energy released by Xieman swayed slowly, and the blood-colored eyes brought infinite mystery to this dark and silent night, and also brought him fear. .

"It's you! Why do you know the magical powers of the devil world? Could it be that you..." He leaned his feet back voluntarily, but there was already a wall behind him.

Ye Huancheng said silently: "Wuying, the necromancer achieves the purpose of resurrection by absorbing the essence of others. However, because it is originally a dead person, it can only be regarded as a living dead at best. Its shadow is the real body, which is its weakness. He snorted coldly: "Hmph, you are really clever at using your appearance and time to fool us around."

The child's expression was very similar to that of seeing a murder scene, and he asked in a childish voice: "Brother, what are you talking about, you saw that I fell, it hurts!"

Ye Huancheng burst into laughter, and the child was also frightened by his sudden change. He breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, you fell, and you said that you ran to the tree after being chased by wild dogs. Then I ask How many do you have, how big are you, and where did you catch them?"

The child was stumped by this series of questions. He tried his best to appear calm, but his expression was very ugly.

"No face, dead body, the fire is related to you, right? You said seven days of the game. I thought it was killing one person a day for seven days, but I found out that I was wrong. Seven days refers to the "first seven days." ", that is, the day when people's souls return home on the seventh day after death. This day is very critical. It can be said that this day determines their destination-becoming a Buddha or turning into a ghost. So you just grab this and collect the first one. The ghosts who return home in seven days, because you are good at covering up your ghostly aura, you will not be discovered."

"So I have to kill them one by one and wait seven days later?" The child's true nature has gradually emerged, and he has completely abandoned the cuteness and childishness that came from his appearance.

Ye Huancheng spread his hands: "Who said you were going to kill yourself? As the saying goes, seeing is believing, and hearing is not. You just took advantage of this."

"what?"

The word "confidence" was written all over his face: "The shadows we saw are real, but the corpses are fake. To be precise, they are all dead. I have seen the commonality of the corpses - living in a corner , and there are many poor people in this city, so it is reasonable for them to die and no one cares about them. So you go to observe every day, and when the time is ripe on the seventh day, all the shadows we see are just you grabbing their souls It’s just a scene from that time. Of course, you have already sprinkled a special kind of gold powder on these corpses, so they will obediently follow your plan and become puppets of the seven-day murder case.”

The child returned to her real body. She was a good-looking woman who was in her twenties by visual inspection.With a melon-seeded face, the skin is extremely fair and tender, and there is almost no need to rub it.With long black hair that naturally fell to the ground, she was dressed in white plain clothes, and the blood stains of the year were still left on the plain clothes.

"I have been treated as a different kind since I was a child." She looked at the only bright moon that matched her skin, her eyes were blurred; "My mother died when I was born, and my father dragged me to four years old. My father said that I was born When I was born, my skin was much whiter than that of ordinary people, and I asked my husband to say that this is a curse left over from my previous life, and this curse will continue forever, so I am still living in my boudoir."

She took off her clothes, and the burn scars on her back were incompatible with her, as if she was telling the unknown secret of the dark world: "This, it's ugly, isn't it? Father couldn't stand those gossips." He set himself on fire and wanted to leave this place of right and wrong with me. But he was a cowardly and incompetent person. When the thick smoke kept coming out, my father became afraid. He hurriedly took me out, carrying The scars on my face were accidentally left when I escaped. In this way, my father and I lived in this world of rumors until the day when my father hanged himself in front of me on my seventh birthday. Knowing that my father was no different from them, cruel and selfish, as cruel as a wolf. So I swore that those who killed me would not be able to sleep forever after death, and would never be reborn forever!"

Ye Huancheng's eyes were indifferent: "Your father was never selfish. He hoped that you could live a good life, even though the city is full of wind and rain, and you stumble."

The woman's eyes widened instantly, and she yelled loudly: "What do you know? Since you want to leave with your belt, why do you leave me alone in the world, listening to the unbearable abuse and ridicule, and being beaten to death with a random stick? Can't get rid of the crime that has been entangled for a lifetime?"

Ye Huancheng leaned against the wall: "Don't worry, just listen to me tell a story."

"Anyway, your sword is already on my neck, I still