Non-Human Sub-district Office

The big black dog hiding on the side of the courtyard wall listened to the sound brought by the wind, and said "Hey": "She still remembers me."

Lin Mu tilted his head to look at him, and nodded: "Yeah."

"She still remembers." Dahei said again, smacking his lips, "She is really a nice person."

The old lady is a very kind person.

When Dahei was still a milk dog, he was abandoned outside the fence of the community in winter and packed in a cardboard box. All the milk dogs in his litter had frozen to death, and he himself was dying.

But luckily, he was picked up by a passing girl, treated with care, and grew up smoothly.

That period of time was the most worry-free day since Dahei could remember.

The girl who picked him up changed from a student to a teacher, got married and had children, and Dahei also reached the age of a dog in a daze.

He didn't realize that he was enlightened, and he didn't realize that he was special.

In fact, there are many living beings who have opened their spiritual intelligence but did not realize it, and most of them died due to setbacks and destiny.

Dahei didn't realize it either, he was thinking at the time, to spend more time with her, and to spend more time with her, and he has been living through the days, reluctant to leave no matter what.

Later, his master was in danger and was lying in the hospital. He was in danger. Dahei was thinking of repaying his life-saving grace. A Jiling suddenly woke up. With his talent as a black male dog, he quietly followed a few ghosts into the underworld. He snatched back the soul of the old lady, but he was captured by ghost messengers to make a substitute.

Dahei has been suffering underground for more than [-] years, and by accident, he has become a fine man. When he was released after serving his sentence and came back, the old lady already had gray hair and children and grandchildren around her knees.

The old lady's sons and daughters have all become talented and successful in their careers, and finally decided to stay abroad to start a family and start a business. The old lady has no objection, but she doesn't want to follow.

"You know, she kept the little dress she made for me back then, and set up a memorial tablet for me in a serious manner, and regarded the day she woke up from the hospital as the day of my death. Put a bowl of big meat in front of my tablet." Dahei paused after speaking, "She scolded me and even beat me when I ate it secretly."

Lin Mu glanced at the big black dog next to his feet, but said nothing.

"Later someone asked her, why did she set up a tablet for the dog?" Dahei smacked his lips, "She said: 'Back then, Dahei saved me from a disaster. I lived, but Dahei died.'"

The old lady would occasionally tell people about Ghost Gate Pass, Huangquan Road, and the Naihe Bridge on Wangchuan River.

She said that there were many small white flowers growing beside the bridge, and when they arrived, those flowers would burst into flames, burning those sinful lonely souls and wild ghosts, forming a dark green sea of ​​flames on the River of Forgetfulness , Burning so dark Huangquan Road is as bright as day.

After a while, these flowers burnt out, and the ashes fell back to the shore, where they grew vigorously again.

Not many people took this seriously, but Dahei, who was secretly watching the old lady, was extremely happy.

The old lady still remembered him.

I still remember it until now.

"She still remembers me, and remembers the time when I left."

Dahei turned his head to look at the place where they were standing just now, and the pot of Chaomu had already been brought into the yard.

"Her time is approaching, and I think she should have a good time with her family and students seeing her off, right?"

Lin Mu nodded and said, "You're expressing it very tactfully."

"Of course you can be tactful." Dahei muttered, "If I say to your face that you are going to die, quickly call your children back, and it won't be strange if she gets angry."

"Actually, there are many other ways." Lin Mu said.

"But this is a secret that only she and I know." Dahei asked, "Don't you think this is very romantic?"

forest:"……"

Whispering.

I don't understand you monsters very well.

Dahei didn't want to let others understand, he just kept silent for a while, and then said: "She is going to forget me."

"When she dies, she will have to cross the Naihe Bridge in less than three days and drink Mengpo soup, and she won't remember me." Dahei said, "Hey, why do you think human life is so short..."

Da Hei stopped talking here, and looked up at the trees.

Lin Mu also looked down at him.

Dahei opened his mouth, and realized that he had said the wrong thing again.

"Hey..." He uttered a short syllable, then silently picked up his own leash, and handed it to Lin Mu.

Lin Mu took the leash and followed Dahei to the office.

In fact, he didn't mind what Dahei said, because it was true, so many years had passed since his mother's death, and it wasn't an untouchable scar.

It's just that after hearing so much today, Lin Mu became more or less curious about his father, whom his mother had never heard of.

Since monsters don't like to get along with humans very much, what kind of mentality did his father and his mother get together-oh, of course, it may also be that he won the bid for a one-night stand, and his dear mother cheated on his unknown father Or the unknown father has brought misfortune to his dear mother.

But out of the most basic respect for blood relatives, Lin Mu still acquiesced that his parents were in love with each other and gave birth to him.

Lin Mu gently pulled the leash in his hand, and asked, "Dahei, does the monster have any way to check blood relationship?"

"Ah?" Dahei turned his head to look over, and said in a low voice, "There are, but they are only found in very ancient inheritance, wild monsters like us don't know about it."

Lin Mu nodded in disappointment.

Dahei heard the original meaning of his words—probably he wanted to know what kind of monster he was.

But Dahei had no choice but to comfort Lin Mu with ramblings, and when Lin Mu was about to go back, he gave him a whole bag of Chaomu seeds.

"Anyway, you are the only one I know who can grow monsters and humans. You are the chosen one." Dahei stuffed the seeds into Lin Shu and told him, "You plant a circle around your house to prevent demons, demons and ghosts." , as long as the demons and ghosts who have done bad things dare to approach, they will be burned completely by Chaomu, and it works best when the power of demons and ghosts is strongest in the middle of the day."

Lin Mu originally wanted to refuse, but after hearing what Dahei said, he simply accepted it.

I didn't know there were ghosts and ghosts before, and those little things were enough to deal with people, but now that I know there are these monsters and ghosts, those little things are not enough.

For safety reasons, related things and trees must be prepared.

Lin Mu ate lunch outside and returned home with a pack of Chaomu Seeds.

As soon as he got home, he evenly sprinkled the pack of morning and evening seeds at the foot of his bamboo fence, and soon there were dots of delicate and delicate white flowers, which were hidden in the vines, and occasionally came out shyly in the wind. Come out.

Under the scorching sun, Lin Mu moved a few pots of bonsai that should be brought back indoors to take shelter in the airy room. After staring at the empty house for a while, he turned his head and went to the attic.

The attic was where his mother used to store sundries. Later, Lin Shu continued to use it and also used it to store sundries.

It's a lot of trouble to sort it out now.

Especially when he was dealing with his mother's funeral, Lin Mu felt extremely uncomfortable. He hardly moved anything in the house, and he still kept it as it was. The room and studio belonging to his mother on the second floor were also cleaned frequently, and they were not moved at all.

It's just that some paper things are always difficult to preserve, and gradually turn yellow and fade.

Lin Mu spent the whole afternoon tidying up the attic, and found three notebooks and a folder that might be useful among the sundries in the attic.

He wiped off the dust from these books, stood silently in the corridor on the second floor for a while, and finally turned around and walked into the studio belonging to his mother.

The lighting in the studio is very good, the windows are bright and clean.

The setting sun fell in the room, casting a beam of light, stirring up some light dust to float slowly and comfortably, but there was a dim silence in the blue sky and day.

There is a pencil case and a few stacks of documents on the desktop, and the bookcase next to it is full of books. There is also a world map on the wall, with many sticky notes and developed photos on it.

Lin Mu turned on the light, and saw a photo pressed under the glass of the desk at a glance.

It was his mother holding a hose trying to bathe a Samoyed that was rolling gray in the dust.

I know this Samoyed forest tree is raised by my mother's mentor, and it's called Toffee.

It passed away last year.

That instructor has been taking care of Lin Mu's business, he is a regular customer, and many customers were introduced by that teacher.

Lin Mu looked at the photo for a while, and suddenly felt that it was lonely living alone in a two-story house with a large yard and an attic.His eyes swept over the always smiling mother, and he decided to go to the pet store in a few days to see if there was any pup who could match his eyes.

Preferably Samoyed.

Lin Mu thought so, and just sat down and opened his newly harvested notebook, and the mobile phone next to him pushed an orange rainstorm warning message for tonight.

Lin Shu paused, opened the window, and belatedly felt the smell of wet soil coming from the pavement under the dark sky. The sky was rolling with extremely thick lead-colored clouds, and there were faintly a few traces of electric light flickering.

Seeing that the rainstorm is coming.

Lin Mu looked down at the well-served potted plants in the yard, quickly plugged in his phone, ran downstairs, hurriedly moved the potted plants that were not resistant to water into the house, and carried a few wooden poles from the house And heavy raincloth, set up a canopy in the yard.

But Lin Mu's movements were still slow.

The rain curtain poured down without warning, and the bean-sized raindrops hit people's bodies with crackling sounds.

Lin Mu went back to the house and put on a raincoat and came out. Against the rain curtain that almost made people unable to lift their heads, he stubbornly built a canopy for the potted plants in the yard.

— but one more.

The raincoat couldn't withstand the heavy rain curtain, it was already soaked inside, and the rain was all over my body and face.

Lin Mu took a deep breath, went back to the house and came out with a few other wooden poles in his arms. He had just inserted two poles and wrapped them with raincloth. The thin white flowers planted in the circle outside the yard all made a "hoo" sound as the flames were being polished. Immediately afterwards, regardless of the rain, it burned up.

Lin Mu was startled, he vaguely caught the green flames outside under the rain that made him see everything blurry, he took two steps back in a hurry, and suddenly kicked something soft by his feet.

He lowered his head and caught sight of a dog lying on the ground covered in blood.