Small green grass falling from the sky

[Little Green Grass has a special physique]

July [-]th, the Ghost Festival, is a day for offering sacrifices to deceased relatives.

From the past two days, Su Li has been in a bad mood.

The eldest brother died young, the second brother was burned to death in a fire, and his father and his body were thrown in a mass grave...

Has anyone burned a handful of paper money for them?

"Daddy, are you ready?" Su Xiaohu's naive voice came from outside the door.

"Ah, it will be ready soon, wait a moment." Su Li rubbed the red eye circles in a panic, and took a handful of cool water to pat his face.

Su Li walked out the door with a normal expression when no trace of crying could be seen.

Su Xiaohu was sitting on the steps, with a small basket made of wicker at his feet.

"Let's go." Su Li lifted the carrying basket and carried it on his shoulder.

Su Xiaohu pursed his lips, didn't argue with him, just trotted all the way to get food, water and wine from the kitchen, and carried them on his back.

Su Li smiled and patted his head, showing a faint smile.

Su Xiaohu gently shook his hand, sending silent encouragement.

Su Li's heart warmed up, and his suppressed mood felt a little better.

The Su family's cemetery is in the south of the city. Along the way, I saw many familiar people. Everyone greeted each other, talked and laughed, and no one showed sadness on their faces.

Su Li took a deep breath, looked at the high sky and the lush vegetation, and told himself to cheer up.

The Su family has been passed down for several generations, and there are only a few solitary graves in the huge cemetery.

Su Li bowed and cleaned up the surrounding weeds. Su Xiaohu also quickly arranged sacrifices in front of each elder, and drew small circles with a small wooden stick.

Seeing Mr. Xiao Lang's movements, Su Li heard the words of Father Su for no reason, "A circle is a door. Only when you knock on the door, can your grandfather and great-grandfather know and receive our burner." These offerings of incense and paper money..."

The memory that didn't belong to me originally was extremely clear at this moment.

Su Li couldn't help kneeling in front of Father Su's grave, and said silently:

I'm sorry, old man, for occupying your son's body.

The kid still has important things to do, so I can't return him to you just yet... Forgive the kid for his selfishness.

Don't worry, I will take good care of Xiaohu and raise him as my own son.Even if I can't wait for the day when he grows up, I will definitely do my best to find a good future for him.

I hope you are doing well over there, old man.

……

If, if you can see my family members, please send me a message and tell them that I will redress their grievances and let them go to reincarnation with peace of mind...

At the end, Su Li couldn't help himself, and shed two lines of tears.

Su Xiaohu knelt beside him with his head stuck, his thin shoulders trembling.

Su Li wiped off the wet stains on his face, and stretched out his hand, wanting to hug him into his arms.

At this moment, a gust of cool wind blows past, and a bright red flower inexplicably appears in the plain white palm.

Su Li raised his head in a daze and looked around.

There is silence among the tombs, only paper money burning silently.

Su Li clenched his fist weakly, and held the bright red flower in his palm.

He spoke with a hoarse voice, "Xiaohu, do you remember what flowers your grandfather likes?"

Su Xiaohu nodded, and said with a straight mouth: "Grandpa said that he likes pomegranate flowers the most. The red pomegranate flower is not only beautiful, but also can grow fruit. The fruit that grows has many children and good luck, which has the best meaning..."

Su Xiaohu murmured, seemingly reluctant to stop.

Su Li opened his hand, and in his palm was a pomegranate flower.

However, within a few miles around, there are only green pines and green cypresses, but not half a pomegranate.

Su Li took a breath, and looked at the grave that had just been covered with new soil—old man, is that you?You heard that, right?

You forgive me... don't you?

thanks, thanks……

Su Li leaned down and kowtowed deeply.

***

Before the sky was completely dark, several wind lanterns had already been lit by the Bian River.

Vendors selling all kinds of food and playthings lined up along the state bridge, and there were even more stalls selling joss sticks and paper money.

Those travelers who can't go back to their hometowns when they are away, or those whose relatives have died in other countries, will buy a handful of paper money, read their relatives' names, and light them by the river.

There are also people who put lotus lanterns in the river, write words to their relatives in the wicks, and watch them go down the river.

On the long Bian River, there are lotus lanterns with burning incense candles, like stars dotted on the sky.

Su Li stood by the river in a daze, holding a small lotus lantern in his hand, with a little wetness in his eyes.

Someone quietly appeared behind him, and a warm hand patted his wrist lightly, "If you pinch it again, it will break."

Su Li was taken aback for a moment, and then came back to his senses.

Tang Youran looked at him, with a playful expression on his gentle face, "Is Xiaoli here to release the river lantern, or to pinch the river lantern?"

Su Li's face turned red, and he changed the subject secretly, "Sir, do you have relatives far away who want to pay homage?"

"Relatives in the distance?" Tang Youran smiled lightly and shook her head, looking at the dotted river, "Hasn't Xiaoli heard of that legend?"

"What legend?"

"The legend about the river lantern." Tang Youran narrowed his eyes, and the corners of his side face showed a bit of sharpness, which was very different from his usual appearance. "Only lonely ghosts need river lanterns."

In the cool evening wind, Tang Youran's voice seemed to be a bit cold, "Those ghosts who died unexpectedly, have nowhere to rest, and no one to pay homage to them can't see the way. They are like headless ghosts. Flies, wandering blindly in this cold world."

Suddenly, Su Li felt that he seemed to be a different person.He felt a little dryness in his throat, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Will they wander around like this forever? Will they be lonely ghosts forever?"

Tang Youran smiled slightly, "If you can find a river lantern and follow the light of this river lantern, you may be able to reach the Nai River and be reincarnated. It's just..."

He turned his head and looked at Su Li, "The lotus lanterns that fill the river all belong to their owners, so how can there be extras for those poor lonely souls?"

Su Li's hands trembled, and the deformed river lantern fell crookedly into the river.

He stretched out his hand, but it was in vain.

Tang Youran looked away, and asked casually, "Is there anyone in Xiaoli who wants to cross?"

Su Li nodded, he not only has, but also many, he can't let them become lonely ghosts, wandering around desolately.

He turned around, hurried to the stall, and bought dozens of lotus lanterns in one go.

One for father.

One for my second brother.

A "Su Li" was given to the body occupied by himself.

For the rest, more than [-] innocent lives were given to those who were interrogated and beheaded for the case of the Su family.

If there are any more, give them to those wandering lonely souls, and hope they can get rid of the suffering in this world as soon as possible.

Su Li hurriedly lit the lotus lanterns and put them into the river.Every time I put one, I silently read their names in my heart.

When he finally put the last one into the water, he turned his head and saw that Tang Youran was standing beside him, holding an unburned lotus lantern in his hand.

Su Li heaved a sigh of relief, and asked softly, "Sir, is there anyone who wants to cross?"

"Is there?" Tang Youran smiled self-deprecatingly, "I didn't save him back then, but now I'm here to save him, why bother?"

As he spoke, he threw the unburned lotus lantern into the river.

In the candlelight, only the lamp was dimmed alone, as if it had been abandoned, it floated to the corner lonely.

For some reason, Su Li felt a pain in his heart, as if he was the one who was abandoned.

***

When I got home, it was already late at night, and Su Li was in a daze thinking about the unlit lotus lantern.

He wanted to open his mouth several times, asking Tang Youran who he originally intended to light the lamp for, but he never had the courage.

Seeing him enter the door, Pan Yu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but said unforgivingly, "Why did you come back so late? You don't know, the wolf next door came back and forth several times. If you don't come back, he will probably kill you." Turn the entire Bianjing city upside down."

Su Li reluctantly broke into a smile, wanted to say something, but really couldn't pull it together.

Pan Yu stretched out her hand and put it on his forehead, "Are you feeling unwell? Did you catch a cold?"

However, as soon as he touched it, Pan Yu trembled fiercely, "Why is it contaminated with devilish energy?"

A trace of black breath emerged from the top of Su Li's head, and he shook his head, feeling even more tired.

Pan Yu cried out, "Lian Hua, come quickly!"

As soon as the words fell, Lian Hua had already rushed over.He held Su Li in his arms, teleported under his feet, and sent him to the bed.

Pan Yu followed in a hurry, and the little flower spirits also woke up from their sleep one after another, forming a group nervously.

"Is it demon energy?" Pan Yu asked nervously.

Lian Hua nodded, with a serious expression on his face that he had never seen before, "It is indeed demonic energy, different from Xiaohu's, this demonic energy is extremely aggressive."

The so-called demon energy is the breath of the demon world. This breath wanders between the demon world and the people and demons who cultivate the demons, and circulates with each other.

There are two types of demon energy, one that does not actively attack, such as the free breath of the demon world, and one that actively attacks, such as the breath of most demon cultivators.

The reason why I say "most" is because there are a few accidents, such as Su Xiaohu.

Although Su Xiaohu has demonic energy in his body, he has never used this power to harm other creatures, and his aggressiveness has never been mobilized, so even if he comes into contact with him, he will not be infected by the magical energy.

So, where did the devilish energy in Su Li come from?

"Who did you meet today?" Lian Hua asked seriously.

Su Li shook his head, and said awkwardly: "When I went to the river, there were many people, and there was a cemetery... Could it have been infected in the cemetery?"

Lian Hua and Pan Yu looked at each other and nodded.

If there are monsters in the world, in order not to be noticed by the heavens, it is indeed a good choice to hide in a cemetery with heavy yin.

Su Li thought for a while, and took out a bright red pomegranate flower from his bosom - even after a whole day, the color of the flower has not faded, and there is no sign of wilting.

"This is..." Lian Hua received the flower in his hand, with a bit of surprise on his face.

Su Li's nerves tensed up, "Is it really related to this flower?"

"No, no." Lian Hua shook his head, "Not only does this flower not have the slightest devilish energy, but it contains a heart of merit."

Su Li was surprised, "A heart of merit?"

Pan Yu leaned over and poked it with his hand, "This is from Papa Su?" Although it was a question, his tone was very certain.

Su Li blinked, "How do you know?"

Pan Yu said with a smile: "Papa Su picked you up from the river, which is a great merit that no one else can cultivate in ten lives. After his reincarnation in this life, he can be a land lord at least."

Su Li breathed a sigh of relief, and then belatedly remembered the devilish energy on his body, "Will it hurt you? Quick, stay away from me!"

Pan Yu chuckled and poked him on the forehead, "Fortunately, it got on you, otherwise, I'm afraid we'd be hacked into scum, and you haven't even realized it yet!"

Su Li blinked, why did this sound so awkward?

Lian Hua smiled, and explained in a warm voice: "This devilish energy is very domineering. If it invades the body of an ordinary flower spirit, it will seriously injure its vitality at least, and kill it with one blow at worst. Fortunately, the little fox has a special constitution, so it will be fine after a night of sleep." .”

Su Li blinked - it sounds like I'm pretty good!

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