Chapter 7 Looking for an Old Ghost in the Forest

At night, the cool breeze is blowing, and the sound of frogs and insects are connected.

Taking advantage of the silence of the night, Shan Xiaowu secretly opened the door with his small bag like a thief, looked around, avoided the people patrolling the night, and skillfully touched the back mountains and forests.

The moon is very round. Shan Xiaowu took out a night pearl as big as a pigeon egg from his pocket and put it in his hand. He climbed to the big stone higher than hers in the middle of the forest with moonlight hands and feet.

Because trees can't grow on the stone, the top of nature is not covered by trees, and the silver-white moonlight can be spread on it freely.

He took out a triangular rune paper from his pocket, lit it with a fire fold, and then threw it on his right hand. Shan Xiaowu meditated for a while and quietly watched it float out of the smoke.

After a while, the originally bright night sky gradually gathered a cloud of dark clouds, gently covering the moonlight. When the last bit of the rune paper burned, a cold wind blew by. When the dark clouds dissipated, a misty figure appeared beside Shan Xiaowu with cold air, slowly condensing into a gray-blue old robe. A middle-aged man with long hair tied into a crown and a handsome face.

"Are you coming? It's a little slow today." Shan Xiaowu was not surprised. He stretched out his legs and lay on his back on the stone with no image, and stretched out comfortably.

It's still cool outdoors. I've been suffocating in the room these two days.

"Sit down and sit down. What kind of style does the girl's family sit in front of a strange man?" The middle-aged man raised the folding fan in his hand and slapped it on the forehead of the single five.

"Hey, you hit me again," a cold wind blew on his forehead. Shan Xiaowu grinned and protested without feeling any substantial pain, so he waved his hand indifferently and said impatiently, "Who are we two with? You are all ghosts, not a man. What are you afraid of?"

"Bad girl, come and bury me again." The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and raised the folding fan in his hand again to fight down.

"Hey, okay, okay, I can't sit well." Reluctance to put his feet back, one turned over and sat cross-legged.

The middle-aged man smiled with satisfaction and took back the fan in his hand.

"You think I've been here for so many years, is it possible to go back?" Sitting on the big stone with one hand holding his chin, he looked at the disk-like moon for a long time. Then he took out a red pomegranate from the cloth bag he carried with him and broke it apart. Half of it was thrown to the old ghost beside him, and the other half was grabbed in his hand, nibbling.

"How do I know?" The pale but it is not difficult to see the handsome middle-aged man picked up the half of the pomegranate and put it under his nose and sniffed, "I'm not the person in the world you mentioned." At most, he has only died for two or three hundred years.

"Alas..." Shan Xiaowu sighed.

So many years have passed, but every time I think of my family, I still feel sad.

At the beginning, she was sleeping at home. Unexpectedly, as soon as she opened her eyes, she found that she had strangely turned into a baby with small arms and calves. She was surrounded by people dressed in elegant robes and buns in ancient costumes, not to mention the difficult language they said that she didn't understand at all.

When you are sleepy, you can also deceive yourself that it is an illusion that is not awake, but when you wake up for the third time and are still in the same environment in the same form, you really want to deceive yourself.

When she confirmed that she was really time-traveled, Shan Xiaowu almost cried and blind. She had seen a lot of time-travel dramas, but she didn't want to travel at all! Her parents and siblings are still alive. How can she be relieved?

What's more, is the best cup for time-traveling women?

Inexplicably, I went to a completely strange place. It doesn't matter if there is no half of the people I know around me. Obviously, I have to live carefully from the beginning with the identity of others after living for so many years. There is no right or freedom. Then when the time comes, I will be ready to put on a red cover and be pushed into a sedan chair to marry a Strange men don't know anything, they don't understand anything, and it's a lie to say they are not afraid of fear.

At first, she couldn't accept the fact of time travel. She also wanted to cry to death directly. Maybe she could go back when she died - isn't it all played like this in the TV series?

But when she thought about it, in the end, she couldn't cry and hang up as she wanted. Instead, she watched her parents in her life who couldn't eat and sleep well with tears every day. Her heart softened and couldn't howled any more. She was quiet for a long time. When she adapted to the life here, her heart gradually became clear.

In fact, if you look at it, isn't it just to live for decades? When the time comes, now that the body is out of breath, the soul can still go back. It's better to cherish this opportunity and experience a different life. It's okay to be vigorous and presumptuous. Why cut off the back road at the beginning?

Thinking like this, Shan Xiaowu began to force himself to adapt to a completely different lifestyle from modern times.

No TV, no computer, no network? OK, she can write books by herself to entertain herself; if there is no electric light at night, she can only use a dim kerosene lamp to illuminate it? OK, she simply went to bed at night and raised her water tenderly; didn't she know anyone who could talk to her heart? OK, she can completely think and talk to herself. Anyway, this is a necessary basic skill for an otaku. Do you want to be a lady if you don't go out of the door? OK, she didn't walk through the main door. She changed her men's clothes and put a fake throat knot and tried to climb the tree and climb the wall.

When she has grown up, she has done a lot of deviant things on the facade. After a long time, she has become accustomed to the life of two-faced people.

It's just that because she is afraid that she will be classified as an alien and set it on fire directly, even if she is precocious, she dares not show it. She is full of heart and dares not tell others. Sometimes she has to force herself to play with the little kids of nearby neighbors... Such a life is really full of people.

It was not easy to get through the Loli stage. When I entered the cottage and became a mountain thief, when I couldn't sleep and came out to enjoy the cool one night, I finally met the first person in my life who could talk to my heart - that is, the old ghost sitting beside her now.

It's not that he didn't ask his origin when the chat was on the rise, but he spread out his hands and only gave an answer that made people laugh and cry: because he has been a ghost for too long, he has almost forgotten all the things when he was a human being. The only thing he remembers is his own name, ruthless.

Shan Xiaowu didn't know whether he really forgot or didn't want to mention it, but since he had chosen to forget, she didn't plan to continue to find out the truth, ignoring the age gap between the two, and shouted one by one.

For her scoundrel, the old ghost corrected her ruthlessly several times, but she had to admit it. She refused to call him Uncle Jue, and it's acceptable to be an old man. As long as it's not that sentence that makes people, no... It's a 'brother in love' that makes the ghosts tremble.

"Bearbye, Lao Jue, is there any lace news or something to talk about recently?" Shan Xiaowu carefully picked the ruby-like pomegranate seed with her fingernails. While turning her head, she looked at the ruthlessly. "I'm suffocated at home. I don't have to read the books, and I'm always disliked by my mother's embroidery kung fu..." As if thinking of the picture of being besieged by several women's army at the same time, she rolled her eyes again and turned away. He complained, "Please, who wants to learn that kind of thing? It's been a long time to sit down. It's very sad, okay?"

Not to mention that she is clumsy and can't do it well, even if she is really clever, she will never be wronged. She will sit at home for a few hours in front of cloth. With that kung fu, it's better to go around and buy some snacks to inquire about gossip. If you don't go to the martial arts hall to watch people practice martial arts and learn a few tricks secretly.

I have known you for several years. Every time Shan Xiaowu comes to Heifengzhai, he always brings some ingot candles to share with him. By the way, he talks about the ideal world of life and so on. Although this ghost is quite poor, there is a lot of ink in his stomach. He can talk about everything for the public. To make a point, he also has a good gossipful woman's friend's heart, so as big as the secret history of the imperial court to how many puppies the big cow's dog in the neighboring village gave birth to, he can keep talking like several treasures, and the method of telling is also quite interesting, even many times better than the storytellers in those big restaurants-- Shan Xiaowu admitted that most of the time she would go up the mountain. She was really bored and came to listen to him gossip about current affairs.

Of course, sometimes she will talk to him about things in the modern world in exchange. One person and one ghost talk very speculatively through the yin and yang. Shan Xiaowu treats the ruthlessness as a good sister and a good brother in his heart.

There is an old man who has forgotten his age as a best friend. Who else in the world is fierce than her?

He waved his fan ruthlessly and sat down on the stone lightly. He looked up at the hanging full moon, and then lowered his head and turned over his slender hands that looked particularly transparent in the moonlight. "What do you want to hear?"

"Content..." Shan Xiaowu put aside the unfinished pomegranate, took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, and tilted his head and said, "Why don't you tell me something more curious about the world?"

The world is so big that there are endless new things every day. The second lady in the world's first village and the demonists were caught loping in the middle of the night. The head of the Emei School broke in and tore other people's clothes and so on when an elder was bathed by the Kangtong School. Every time, Shan Xiaowu was particularly fascinated. Of course, There are many jokes made by those chivalrous men who have no money to eat but still have to pretend to be heroic.

"Hunting strange things..." He ruthlessly withdrew his hand, shook off the paper fan with a brush, and shook it slowly. His eyes looked a little confused under the bright moonlight. After a while, he seemed to react. He pondered and said, "If you want to say that this world is the most The curious one should belong to the island owner of Xiaoyao Island, who has only appeared not long ago, and he can't leave.

"Can't leave?" Shan Xiaowu scratched her ears and cheeks for a long time. She always felt that the name was strange, but she couldn't figure out how strange it was for a while.

"Yes, it's inseparable." Desperately knocked on Shan Xiaowu's forehead with a fan handle, signaling her not to interrupt him all the time. "It is said that he is very low-key. He rarely leaves Xiaoyao Island to walk around the world, but he has a strong martial arts skill, and it is also good and mysterious. Someone once said that when you are still grateful to him for helping you solve the problems brought by the Demon Sect, he can also immediately send someone to slaughter a certain righteous sect, leaving no one behind.

"So cruel?!" Shan Xiaowu held his breath and couldn't help interrupting when he heard this, "Isn't everyone afraid of him?"

Desperately glanced at her, "Yes, just because no one knows which side his mind is going to, people in the world love and hate him. Rumor has it that he will happen again when he appears in the world this time..."

"I want to ask another question." Shan Xiaowu raised his hand and stared straight at the ruthlessly. The expression on his face was quite obscene. "Lao Jue, I want to know if the Xiaoyao Islander is an old man who has been abandoned and held a grudge?"

The island owner! Strong in martial arts! You have a special personality! Is it any different from the bigwigs like Renwoxing?

Although the name is really rhyming and very good, Shan Xiaowu dares to bet that if this is not an old man, it must be an ugly uncle with bad conduct and strange temper. He is the kind of cruel and wise. Isn't it generally reasonable to be an old man? Look at Renwoxing and Dongfang Invincible. Although both of them are famous and invincible leaders of the Sun and Moon God Religion in the world, it is a pity that one is an old man with a strange temper like a zombie, and the other is a hypocrite who likes embroidery in the second half. No matter how you think about it, they are all cups.

The corners of his ruthless translucent mouth ** twice, and the pale handsome face looked very helpless. "How do I know that there are rumors in the world that he has been... someone coming all year round."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly whispered, and then stood up and floated back, quickly hiding himself in the dark woods.

"Hey, what are the rumors about him in the world? You haven't finished your words yet. Come back, Lao Jue! Hello!" When listening wonderfully, the storyteller suddenly slips away. It's like you look at the table full of delicacies but you can't eat it. Shan Xiaowu stretched out his hand fiercely, but he only had time to grab a trace of condensation left in the air, full of resentment and didn't know where to go.

Turning his head angrily, Shan Xiaowu gritted his teeth and stared at the dark shadow that staggered through the branches and leaves. His tone was not too good and asked, "Who?"

"...it's me." The shadow was obviously stunned by Shan Xiaowu, but he still insisted on coming over indomitablely.

After looking at the moonlight for a long time, Shan Xiaowu saw clearly that the person who came was sent to the stockade today.

He was only wearing a washed white light-colored robe, and the bandaged shoulder was pressed with one hand. The blood stains on his face had been cleaned, and his hair was neatly combed. Presumably Miss Qian Biyao had dealt with it for him before.

"Is that you?"

"It's been so many years, and you still haven't changed your habit of running in the woods on summer nights." Xiao Xiaolu coughed a few times, moved his inconvenient right foot and leaned against the edge of the big stone, and looked at the person on the stone with a side smile.

"It's strange that the habit can be changed..." Shan Xiaowu threw a white eye and said impatiently, "What are you doing when you have nothing to do? It's not easy for me to save you. Don't get typhoid fever and hang yourself up again.

"Don't worry, I know my body," he pulled the collar of the robe, and Xiao Xiaolu smiled, "It's okay to come out for a walk. It doesn't matter."

Shan Xiaowu sneered, "I just pulled out the arrow for less than a few hours. Do you want to disperse your life?"

Xiao Xiaolu didn't say anything. He just climbed up the stone and sat down next to Shan Xiaowu. "Who were you talking to?"

"Ghost." Shan Xiaowu's slanted eyes were not far away and ran out of an old ghost squatting to watch the play.

"I haven't seen you for so long, and you are still so funny."

"I haven't seen you for so long, but you have grown up and got a daughter-in-law back." Shan Xiaowu said, hitting Xiaolu's shoulder on the uninjured shoulder with his elbow, "Well, when did you get married?" I can also go to have a meal and have a good time.

Xiao Xiaolu rubbed the hurt shoulder with a wry smile and explained, "Girl Qian and I are not what you think..."

"Yo, don't pretend." Shan Xiaowu looked like I knew everything. He leaned over and said, "Girl Qian has called you your father-in-law. How can this relationship be fake?"

Although Qian Biyao later explained that the two of them had not yet got married, in Shan Xiaowu's opinion, Xiao Xiaolu's act of sacrificing herself for marriage has already explained everything. There is no relationship between the two of them, so there is a ghost.

Thinking of the ghost, Shan Xiaowu took a fierce look and shook the paper fan not far away to listen to gossip and pretend to be unrestrained. The latter shrugged his shoulders and automatically retreated under her X-ray.

"No, we..." Xiao Xiaolu frowned and just wanted to explain again. Suddenly, Shan Xiaowu patted his injured shoulder with a Hercules palm, which immediately made him grin. He could only press the wound and gasp vigorously and try to adjust his breath to suppress the sudden pain.

"Does it hurt?" Shan Xiaowu said with a ghast smile. Since the ruthlessness has left, it means that there is no story to listen to tonight, and this is all thanks to the guy in front of him. If he doesn't repay him well, he is too sorry for her personality of revenge.

"... You should try to have someone cut a knife and then slap it hard to see if it hurts." Does it hurt? It's so fucking fucking if it doesn't hurt.

"It's right to know the pain." Xiao Xiaolu, who ignored the pain and gasped, said coldly, "I don't care what your relationship you have with Miss Qian. Anyway, it's none of my business." Grasp his uninjured arm, she forcibly lifted him off the stone and continued, "My responsibility is to cure your injury, so now In you," he pointed to the direction he came, holding his head and word by word, "Get back to the room immediately!"

Xiao Xiaolu covered some slightly red thigh bandages that had oozed out. The violent behavior of Shan Xiaowu could only return a wry smile. What hurt was that she couldn't say half a sentence, so she could only let her half drag back.

"Hins... Be gentle. Why are you still so violent after such a long time? You don't look like a woman at all..."

"I'm not a woman and I'm not gentle. What's the matter? I'm happy!"

"..."

When the two walked into the woods, the ruthless figure gradually condensed and formed on the stone.

He bent down and picked up the ingot candle and two chicken legs deliberately left by Shan Xiaowu. He shook his head and raised a helpless and doting smile on his lips. He looked at the direction of the two leaving for a long time. It was not until dawn that he slowly put things into his sleeve pockets and slowly disappeared into the woods.