Little Mr. is one hundred years old

The identity of the night watchman is the messenger of darkness living in the human world, or the messenger of death. He is responsible for the cleaning and recycling of souls.The night watchman has a human body, but possesses the power of a demon, and at the same time enjoys the rights of a god. It is a contradictory existence that is both good and evil.And M is a night watchman.

Qing Huan wanted to see a dead soul, and it was indeed through him.

M helped to summon the little girl's soul, and this was her last day in the world—Qing Huan took her to meet her parents for the last time, and when they parted, she held Qing Huan's hand——

"Brother, can I not go? I want to be with my parents."

Qing Huan squatted down, shook her head and said: "You don't belong to the world anymore, you are going to the east where you should go, even if you stay in other people's house, your parents can't see you, and you can't touch them, because you already Not from the same world anymore."

The little girl bit her lip, lowered her head, and said after a long time: "I see, brother, thank you."

Qing Huan touched her little face and said, "Go, your parents hope you are well too."

"……Um."

Qing Huan watched the little girl's soul finally turn into a green ball of light and was taken away by M, and sighed softly—recalling the first time I saw this cute little guy, I never thought that her life would be so short.

M looked at Qing Huan, and smiled again; "Mr. Bai, is she your relative?"

Qing Huan shook her head: "No, why do you ask that?"

"Hee hee, Mr. Bai is such a kind person, he is so kind to strangers." M's words don't know whether he refers to the bread of the day or today's affairs.

"I just don't want to make myself regret it." Qing Huan said.

"Hee hee, but sometimes being too kind can lead to trouble." M laughed.

……

"You're right." Recalling from the memory, Qing Huan said to M who was sitting opposite.

"What?" M wondered.

"As you said, sometimes you are too kind and you will get into trouble." Countless lessons have proved that this is indeed the case...

M smiled: "Mr. Bai does have a lot of trouble around him."

Qing Huan was stunned for a moment before realizing what the "trouble" in M's mouth was referring to—he smiled bitterly and said, "It's predestined, or... I'm to blame for it?"

M's silver gray eyes stared at Qing Huan, "Mr. Bai has disappeared for a few days, it seems something is different."

"where?"

M licked his lips, "It seems more delicious..."

Qing Huan's face darkened: "Don't call me the same as Dim Sum."

"To me, Mr. Bai is much more delicious than dim sum."

Qing Huan: "..." There's no comparison at all, okay? He took a deep breath: "M, I won't die, so you won't be able to enjoy my soul either."

M just smiled ambiguously.

At this time, there was a knock on the door of the lounge—it was the agent, Mr. Qiao——

"Mori, it's time to shoot."

"Okay." M turned to Qing Huan and said, "The time with Mr. Bai is too fast, I'll go there first, Mr. Bai wait for me to finish filming."

"Ah."

Qing Huan watched M leave, and stayed alone in this lounge, looking a bit deserted.

He pushed away the drink in front of him, lay down on the table, and closed his eyes—the memory went back to the time in England...

In King's castle, Qing Huan was the only guest.The castle seems to be quiet, but there are actually many invisible servants, and the Hunk that I often see is the highest-ranking servant, and he was also sent to Qing Huan by the King. As for the other vampires, Qing Huan does not know where they live , but as long as there is something, they will appear in the castle, as if the subjects summoned by the king - because Qing Huan is the King's distinguished guest, they treat Qing Huan respectfully, no matter men, women or children.

At that time, King never mentioned the matter of letting Qing Huan leave, but he did not restrict Qing Huan from going out - for example, he often took Qing Huan to the streets and went out to play in the countryside. People who didn't know would think where Qing Huan was The young master of the family, because apart from the attendants, King's bad taste is to dress up Qing Huan just like himself, in all kinds of gentleman's clothes.Another place I often visit is M's residence. Here, what Qinghuan enjoys most is the delicious afternoon tea, so that he has become addicted to Tianpian in the future - M also has an invisible servant, this is Qinghuan I realized it later, after all, his place is spotless and everything stays in a fixed position forever... More importantly, those afternoon teas are always served on time every day.Qing Huan can see ghosts, but cannot see M's invisible servant.

"They are dead souls marked by M, they belong only to his servants, and only he can see them." King told Qing Huan in this way, and he also said to Qing Huan quite meaningfully that M is to him The soul is very interested.

So that after a while, when Qing Huan saw M, she always felt terrified, and always felt that M was studying how to swallow her own soul.

until that happened—

It all starts with the little girl back then——King knew that Qing Huan liked children, so he took her to visit the orphanages in London. The one that attracted Qing Huan's attention the most was an orphanage called "Qing Huan Orphanage". , This orphanage is said to be invested and built by a Chinese businessman, and the signboard of the orphanage is also written in Chinese.Because it has the same name as her own and it is an orphanage invested by Chinese, Qing Huan often goes to that orphanage.At that time, Qing Huan never thought that the real origin of this orphanage was really because of herself, and she never thought that when she was playing with the orphans, there was a "person" who had a close relationship with her watching her—these It's all for later.

At that time, Qing Huan just often went to that orphanage to play with the children. The children there were very familiar with him, and they liked his presence very much. Every time he came, it meant that they had something delicious and fun—— This must be very generous on King.

No one would have thought that there would be a fire at that time. Fortunately, most of the children were outdoors at that time, and only one sick little one was trapped in the room.Relying on her special physique, Qing Huan persisted in going in to save him. He did rescue him, and pushed him into the arms of the fireman at the critical moment, but she was crushed under the burning shelf——

The fire was getting stronger and stronger, his body was in severe pain, his breathing became more and more difficult, and he felt that he was going to be swallowed by the fire... At this time, he saw M appearing in the fire...

When Qing Huan woke up, her body was wrapped in gauze and bandages, and besides pain, she felt itching... That was because new flesh was growing.

M, who was sitting on the pile of books and playing with those skeletons, turned around and smiled at Qing Huan who was lying in the coffin: "Mr. Bai is good."

"...Thank you for saving me." In terms of politeness, Qing Huan still wanted to thank him, even though he knew that he...

M appeared in front of Qing Huan in a flash, and he stretched out his hand to caress Qing Huan's newly grown cheeks, "Hehe, I know the secret why Mr. Bai's soul is so attractive...it's really interesting... ..."

Qing Huan frowned and turned away.

"Mr. Bai..." The yin and yang voice approached Qing Huan's ear: "So...you are immortal...It's such a pity, then I will never be able to taste the deliciousness of your soul..."

From that time on, Qing Huan originally thought that M would no longer covet her, but every time they met, he was still so enthusiastic about her, as if she was a very interesting toy.

Later, Qing Huan finally left King's castle and London, and began to travel around Europe. She also met many strange people and strange things. When she had no money, she also went to work to make money. From appraising antiques, to helping local Chinese explore Fengshui and so on, I have tried it all. Every time I made enough money to set off, I set off again... He had no plan to return to London, nor did he think about it. Will see King and M again, but in a situation of kindness to help others later, he accidentally fell into the trap and was auctioned off as pets by human traffickers in a dark market in France... He did not expect that they would meet again...