Doe

Pei Zhen sighed in a low voice: "Is this child my previous life?"

"That's right." Baili Xiaoji said, "300 years ago, my brother and I entered Ling'er's heart and found out about this past. This child has no name like Ling'er. They will be taken care of by the Masang people, all of them are called 'Sang'. We have high hopes for Linger, but we forget that children need playmates. Linger grew up alone and rarely made friends with his peers. Strictly speaking, Sang is Linger's first friend."

"What's your name?" The little spirit boy asked, crossing his arms.

"Sang!" Sang replied loudly.

"Are you male or female?" Little Lingtong asked again.

"Of course it's a boy!" Sang said, "I'm a little man!"

The little spirit boy tugged at the two little stalks on the left and right of his head, and laughed at him, "You're still a man, a man doesn't twitch."

"Why can't men be pinched? Men can also be beautiful! I want to be a handsome man." Sang pouted her mouth high, with an unhappy expression on her face.He climbed up in front of the little spirit boy again, stretched out his soft little hand to touch the little spirit boy's forehead, tilted his head and smiled, "Big brother has flowers on his head, look good, big brother is also a handsome man!"

"What a beautiful fart," the little spirit boy was about to vomit in disgust, "I'm not pretty, that's called handsome. Handsome, do you understand!"

Unexplainable trouble for himself, Xiao Lingtong is very depressed.He wanted to get rid of him several times, but this kid was so clever, he held the little spirit boy by the lapel and refused to let go.He was also afraid, and the little spirit boy could feel it, but every time he turned around, he would give the little spirit boy a bright smile.

Forget it, save everything, just take it with you.The little spirit boy looked at the ceiling and thought.

At that time, the little spirit boy didn't know that the ghost mother went abroad and Ma Sang moved to the west, but he only knew that the number of times that the mother went out to wander has greatly increased, and the number of thousand-eyed corpses in the village has decreased rapidly.He hid Sang to death, but there was no need for him to hide, the kid followed him and would not go anywhere.Chu Gong wanted him to accompany him, and at night he had to sleep in his arms.

The little spirit boy was so annoyed that he refused to hug him, so he burst into tears: "Sangsang needs to be hugged to fall asleep."

"Hug you big-headed ghost," said Little Lingtong fiercely, "Speak carefully, don't say 'Huahua', 'hug', and 'Sangsang'!"

Sangsang puffed out her mouth angrily, "My brother is so annoying, I'm not cute, so I don't allow others to be cute."

It was the first time for Xiao Lingtong to see such a delicate and delicate boy. If he had talked to Uncle like this before, Uncle would hang him at the archway of the mountain gate until he vowed never to act pretentiously again.Sangsang said that he was born as a sacrifice to the ghost mother, so the people in the village treated him very well and fed him fat for nothing.He didn't know who the ghost mother was, nor did he know what "sacrifice" meant.He only knew that from the age of five, he would live in Yinmu Village.

The little spirit boy was very sad to hear that, he knew a little about the sacrifices of the Masang people, every 60 years, a group of people would pick up coffins and come in, and then grandma would live peacefully for a long time.This little boy didn't understand anything, and he was still happy, so he threw himself into the little spirit boy's arms and kissed him on the cheek.

"Fortunately, I met my brother, otherwise Sangsang would be scared to death!"

"Don't kiss me, get out!"

The village is gloomy and difficult to live in. Sangsang often cannot sleep.The little spirit boy hangs all the thousand-eyed corpses in one room, not allowing them to run around and scare Sangsang.Sangsang ran out of dry food in his bag, and the little spirit boy was looking for food for him in the village.Basically there is no ready-made, but there is a lot of flour.Xiao Lingtong recalled that the chef at home was cooking, kneading dough for him to eat.

Sang Sang asked Xiao Lingtong why he didn't eat, but Xiao Lingtong faltered and talked about him from left to right.He was afraid that Sangsang would be afraid of him if she knew that he was also a ghost.Sangsang held the dough and said with a smile, "I know, because you are a fairy brother!"

Xiao Lingtong suddenly felt his nose a little sore.

He is a terrifying ghost and also Sangsang's fairy brother.

Yinmu Village doesn't seem to be that bad anymore, maybe he and Sangsang can live here forever.

They hugged their knees and sat together under the dark window screen. He said to Sangsang, "Be my younger brother. I always wanted a younger brother and sister, but I never had one. From now on in Yinmu Village, I will cover you. Make sure no one dares to bully you. If I have a chance to go out, I can show you fireworks. Have you ever seen fireworks?"

Sangsang shook her head.

The little spirit boy released a flower, and the brilliant red lotus bloomed in his palm. In the dark hut, the lotus illuminated Sangsang's surprised little face.

They play and cook together.Sangsang woke up, and the little spirit boy tied him up.The hair gradually grew a little bit, and the little one became a big one.Two months later, Sangsang suddenly complained of a stomachache.His stomach was indeed a little bigger than before, but the little spirit boy didn't care, thinking he just ate too much.Later, he gradually became sluggish and didn't like to talk. Even if he spoke, he only said one or two sentences upside down.Is there a problem with eating?Little Lingtong was very flustered, and turned the flour bag, obviously there was no mold or bugs.He ran with the little spirit boy on his back for a long time before finally running back to the room where the thousand-eyed corpse was hanging.

"Sangsang is sick, can you watch it?" he asked.

The ghost sent a voice transmission to him, "Give up, little spirit boy, he is already terminally ill and unable to recover. Since the ghost mother opened the ghost domain, the yin energy in Yinmu village has become heavier day by day. It is difficult for human beings to survive. You and I have magic skills, and hundreds of years of cultivation and martial arts are safe and sound. If ordinary monks enter this place, if they stay for a month, they will be in great trouble. He is a five-year-old boy, and he has lived for a whole year. Two months is already a miracle."

"Dedicate him to the ghost mother, and give us peace." A ghost said.

"I don't!" Little Lingtong's eyes were tearing, "I want to take him out!"

"Let's not talk about whether you can go out or not," the ghost said, "but this child has taken the food from Yinmu Village, and his soul has already been imprinted by the ghost mother. Even if he escapes to the ends of the earth, the ghost mother will tear him down." Eat it up."

The little spirit boy was stunned, "You...why didn't you say it earlier?"

"So what if we don't talk about it? Sooner or later, he will be the food of the ghost mother." The ghosts giggled, "He was eaten by the ghost mother, so we can be safe."

Weird laughter came and went, and the little spirit boy stood in the darkness, his despair was like an overwhelming tide, drowning him from all directions.

"elder brother……"

Sangsang made a noise unconsciously, and the little spirit boy turned his head to meet his empty eyes.

He said that he was Sangsang's fairy brother, and he said that he wanted to protect Sangsang.

He ignited the flame in his palm, and the bottom of his eyes was full of dark shadows.

"Tell me, what is the solution? Otherwise, I will let you burn day and night in the true fire of samadhi, and you will never be reborn forever."

The thousand-eyed corpses wailed in fear, and hurriedly said: "Use Jiushier! Jiushier can cut off all fetters. If you use it to kill Sangsang, the bond between Sangsang and the ghost mother will be broken, and he can escape from ghosts." mother's stalking."

The little spirit boy was stunned, "Beheaded Sangsang..."

"That's right, this is the only way. Even if you don't behead him, he will die." They laughed viciously again, "Little Lingtong, can you do it? Maybe you can't even escape from Yinmu Village. Muzhai will only recover for a moment when the ghost mother comes out of the tower, can you really face the ghost mother?"

Can you?can he

The little spirit boy left the hut, walked into the sutra hall, and placed Sangsang beside the melon pillar.

He tidied up Sangsang's little grip, and pulled up Sangsang's little finger, "I will definitely take you out, do you believe me?"

Sangsang repeated mechanically: "Brother...Brother..."

The little spirit boy pulled down all the colorful prayer flags in the scripture hall, tied them into a long and strong rope, and tied it to a melon pillar closest to the gate.He carried Sangsang on his back, and bound Sangsang and himself with hemp ropes, three hemp ropes, one circle at the upper end of the abdomen, one circle at the chest and armpit, and the third hemp rope went around the lower end of Sangsang's buttocks and two knees Bend, tied around his waist.In the end, Nine Deaths was inserted between himself and Sangsang.After finishing all this, he stood up, holding the end of the long rope of the prayer flag with his right hand, and faced the dilapidated door.

The vajra bell rang, and the bright light was like red blood, splashing every corner of Yinmu village.There was dazzling blood everywhere in the village, and the Thousand Eyes guards were trembling.The little spirit boy's right hand trembled uncontrollably, and he heard the heavy footsteps again, getting closer, getting closer, and the almost deformed figure stopped outside the door, facing him.

The little spirit boy forced himself to raise his head, face to face with the female ghost outside the door.He can't be afraid, he has to be brave for Sangsang.

She stayed for a moment, moved her steps as usual, and walked to the other side.The little spirit boy counted her footsteps, one step, two steps, three steps... getting farther and farther away.She started going down the stairs, that's it!The little spirit boy pushed open the door, and the blood-like bright light poured in, his face was bright red!He didn't turn his head, didn't look at the terrifying ghost at the end of the corridor, accelerated his running, jumped, and climbed over the railing.Too bad luck, this is actually the fifth floor!The prayer flag straightened instantly, hanging him in the air outside the railing.He looked up, Grandma's head was looking at him expressionlessly, her body was still on the single-plank staircase, her neck stretched longer than the prayer flags.

The little spirit boy gritted his teeth and swung vigorously until he reached the third floor.The moment he let go of his hand, the palm flame ignited the prayer flag, and the long rope sizzled and burned, and he heard his grandmother's roar.He pulled out the hemp rope that bound him and Sangsang under his armpit, and quickly wrapped it around a grid of the fence.At this time, the fiery neck of the ghost mother had come down, and she looked like a raging fire dragon.The little spirit boy didn't even have time to break the knot, he hastily made a circle, stepped on the railing and jumped down.The rope straightened instantly, and then it was pulled by the weight of him and Sangsang. He fell face to the ground, his head was bleeding.

It didn't matter, he was glad his leg wasn't broken.The field of vision was bright red, and blood overflowed the pupils.He ran desperately towards the gate of the old village, soon, soon, almost there!The ghost mother flashed in midair, her figure was not completely clear, but her deformed and terrifying appearance had already revealed her figure.The little spirit boy pulled out the knife, knelt down on the ground, and slid forward while struggling to swing the knife out of a crescent-like arc.Flames burst out from the blade, and the ghost mother howled terribly.The little spirit boy slid to the opposite direction of the ghost mother, and the moment he stood up, he quickly turned around and slashed, the flames rolled away, blocking the ghost mother's way forward.

He put the knife back into the scabbard, turned around and rushed out of the gate.Not daring to stop all the way, running along the dense forest.It's raining, and the raindrops are like arrows, shooting into the dark forest.He and Sangsang were completely soaked, the wet mud covered their ankles, and their feet were as heavy as if they were wearing a pair of iron shoes, and they still didn't dare to stop.He didn't know where he ran, he pulled out the Jiushie again, and slashed into the void with all his strength.That's the Xu school. In the past, my mother followed my uncle to learn, and he is also learning.After staying in Yinmu Village for so long, it is finally not deserted.He tightened the hemp rope for himself and Sangsang, climbed along the cliff, and climbed out of the virtual gate.

He untied the hemp rope and lay down on the ground with Sangsang.He didn't know where it was outside. He hadn't looked at the sky for a long time. The moonlight leaked through the gaps in the leaves and sprinkled down densely, like a handful of salt leaking through the gap between his fingers.Sangsang got up, straddled the little spirit boy's waist, and grabbed his neck with her cold and stiff hands.He repeated "brother", but his fingers were straining.

"Sangsang." The little spirit boy called him.

"Brother...Brother..." Sangsang's eyes were dull, he opened his dark mouth, and there was a villain with a hideous expression inside.

The womb has formed, and his Sangsang is dead.It is not his younger brother who controls this body, but a vicious monster.

The little spirit boy sat up and hugged Sangsang, hugging tightly like when they first met.At the moment of hugging, Jiushier penetrated into Sangsang's belly.The blood kept flowing, and his hands were warm and sticky. He heard a silent string in the void, and the bond between Sangsang and Grandma was broken.

The cold moonlight shrouded them, icy and cold, and he felt as if they were staying at the lonely bottom of the sea.He is a small fish, and so is Sangsang.When the little fish touch each other's tails, they will part ways.When the time came, he was going to send Sangsang away.

The fiery flame ignited, and the real fire chased away the moonlight, and climbed up Sangsang's body along the little spirit boy's arms.Those two lonely children embraced each other in the flames.

"I'm sorry." He choked up, but couldn't help but cry.

"No wonder... brother..."

The faint words rang in his ears, and the little spirit boy was stunned.

Sangsang looked at him with a smile, burning the evil monster with real fire, and brought back his sanity at the last moment.

"Sangsang... I like my brother the most." He smiled and wept, "I like it the most... I like it the most!"

The flames rose, and his smile was reduced to ashes in the flames.