I, the ghost hunter, chase my wife thousands of miles away! [Rebirth]

Duan Wuji was stunned, but this simple sentence was like a bell ringing in the middle of the night, with a loud hum, the sound shuttled back and forth in the silent night.

This was the first time that he was shocked by Shao Mobai's words.

Yes.The world admires it, so it must be right?

In Qiuyang City where Chang'an lives, people in the world feel that the addiction to broken sleeves is shameful, so they must be right?

This is true for adults, and even more so for children.As long as it doesn't hurt others, why should he be restricted in what he does and what he likes?

Sometimes, the party with more people is not necessarily right.

Likewise, in a parent-child relationship, what the parents think is not necessarily the truth.

Sometimes, children are wronged far more than adults.

At this time, the place they were going to was a tribe whose children had been wronged all over the world—Wan Jiang.

This is what the woman said when she was scolding the girl, "If I knew it earlier, I would have thrown you to Wanjiang, so that you would be born as an oil bottle", these words were like a barbed iron hook, piercing through Shao Mobai eardrum.

He kept an eye out and asked the locals where "Wanjiang" was, and the old woman who was asked shook her head repeatedly: "That is a place without children, and no children can be born alive." After a pause, he said, "Everyone died."

Wanjiang is a small tribe near the sea in Lincang. Its ancestors have been fishing for generations, with a long history and rich culture.In the past, there was a famine due to the quality of the sea water, and most of the people died. Later, the emperor sent people to control the water quality, and the people survived.

However, Wanjiang has always had a lot of hardships. After the famine, he finally recovered from the devastation, and this kind of accident happened again.Children cannot be born into the world, and no matter how large a nation is, it can only gradually perish and cannot be passed on.

Fortunately, the people of Wanjiang are all loyal, especially when the emperor sent people to deal with the disaster, they believed in the court.Therefore, although Wan Jiang is small, everyone is loyal.

After autumn, the eastern part of Lincang has been drizzled, and the road is covered with a layer of water, soft and muddy.Walking outside, the horseshoes were covered with spots of dirt, and it took a while to clean them off.

Wanjiang occupies a small area and has few visitors all the year round, so there is no refined inn like Qiuyang, only a dilapidated post house, which can still shelter from the wind and rain, and can be regarded as a resting place.

"Wuji, otherwise we'll find an inn outside to stay and come in tomorrow morning."

The quilt of this inn has a musty smell, just now when Shao Mobai shook it, the smell became even stronger.According to Duan Wuji's clean temperament, if he sleeps here, he may have trouble sleeping all night.

Duan Wuji put the baggage into the cabinet, untied the dragon whip from his waist, and said: "No need, I think this tribe is not very normal, it's gloomy, and there are little ghosts crying everywhere. It's better to stay here first, so that we can observe it comprehensively." some."

Shao Mobai was a little startled, and lamented that the little devil came out with him, but in order to catch ghosts, he became less and less particular.

"But the smell of the quilt is really strong. I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep at night."

Duan Wuji raised his eyes, his eyes fell on a dark imprint on the quilt, and he felt really disgusted in his heart, "Then don't cover the quilt. Didn't you bring clothes? Take out the cloak and make it easy."

Shao Mubai felt that this method would work, but it's the autumn season, and the cloaks they wear are not thick, so they probably need to add an outer robe to make it work.

"Then Wuji, you just use your clothes to make up for it. If it's cold, I'll go to the street to buy another one tomorrow. I'll take this quilt to my house first, and let the store take it out to dry in the sun tomorrow. Maybe it smells better." It faded."

He walked out with the blanket in his arms, but was stopped by Duan Wuji.

Shao Mobai turned his head, "What's wrong?"

"That." Duan Wuji's eyes wandered for a moment, "Wanjiang's place is not peaceful, in case of any accident, it's better not to sleep in a separate room."

Shao Mobai didn't realize it all at once—this little devil offered to sleep with him?Did he hear correctly?Is the sun coming out in the west?

"You, are you serious?"

Duan Wuji frowned, and gave a very reluctant "hmm".

Shao Mobai was as happy as a butterfly, and in order to prevent the other party from repenting, he hurriedly said: "Then I will return the quilt to the shopkeeper first, and let them cook two small dishes by the way, you sit down for a while, and I will come as soon as I go!"

After saying that, he ran happily, jumping all the way down the stairs, even the sound of stepping on the floor became cheerful.

Duan Wuji had expected him to be like this, and if he gave him some sweetness, he would wish to fly to the sky.He is calm and calm in big things, but he is like a child in small things.It's nice to tease once in a while.

He thought this way, but the pain in his knee gradually became unbearable, Yan Qing frowned, sat down on the edge of the bed, and gently patted the sore place.

When Shao Mobai came back, he saw this scene, the man as cold as frost was sitting on the edge of the bed, clenching his fists and lightly beating his knees, silently, but revealing his fragility.

"Wuji, what's wrong with you? But your knee hurts?"

Shao Mobai put the teapot filled with hot water on the table, and went to squat in front of him.

Duan Wuji nodded, looked at the sky outside the window, and said, "Maybe it's because of the rain."

Knees have always been the place that Shao Mobai is most concerned about. When he thought of Duan Wuji's double knees being dug out in his previous life, and his slender and straight legs sunk into two ugly pits alone at his knees, his heart seemed to sink too.

So he stopped his beating hand, "You can't do it if you beat like this, wait a minute, I'll get a bucket of hot water."

Duan Wuji was stunned—wouldn't it just hurt his knee a little?As for being so nervous?

Shao Mobai returned quickly.

The bucket of water may have just boiled, and the heat was still rolling out.He rolled up Duan Wuji's trouser legs, passed a towel in the hot water twice without fear of being scalded, twisted it half dry, and covered his round knees.

The heat forced Duan Wuji to tremble, but he looked at Shao Mobai's hand that was scalded red by the water, and he didn't speak, he quietly felt the warmth of that thin skin.This method is good, the feeling of soreness that can hardly be bent gradually dissipated, revealing a comfort like warm waves.

"How did you get hurt?"

Shao Zhengbai changed the face of the towel and continued to stick it up.

Duan Wuji lowered his eyes, "Kneeling."

Shao Zhengbai's hands stopped, "Didn't it mean that although your father made things difficult for you, it wouldn't hurt your bones?"

Duan Wuji said: "He asked me to get up, but I didn't agree."

Shao Mubai clicked his tongue, and blamed him: "You still have trouble with yourself when you co-author?"

Duan Wuji recalled the past, but he was still righteous, but he knew that the person in front of him cared about him, so he was a little guilty at the moment when he was righteous, after all, he did harm to himself.

So the voice was a little softer than before, and he muttered: "I'm not wrong."

Seeing that the heat of the towel dissipated, Shao Mobai threw it into the hot water again, covered his red knee again, and sighed:

"I know you have principles and a stubborn temper. You don't think you are wrong, and no one can tell you to bow your head. But Wu Ting, you have to take care of yourself anyway, right? Even if you don't feel sorry for yourself, you can tell us These people who care about you are all heartbroken."

Shao Mobai really felt that he was now a lover and now a father, and the tone of these clichés was no different from his master's admonishment.

Duan Wuji propped his hands on his sides, lowered his eyes and wondered what he was thinking.I don't know, but I really thought there was such a beautiful flower on the bed.

"You are really long-winded..."

The corners of Shao Mubai's lips twitched - this little devil didn't scold him directly, which proved that he had listened to his words, and he was so happy for a moment, his breath was filled with honey.

Duan Wuji's knees were completely red, and the bucket of water was also cold.Shao Mobai put down his trouser legs, and found a cloak to cover it.After settling down, he finally asked:

"Tell me, how did you hurt?"