Big ghosts and little ghosts sit in a row

The sun is about to go down, and this day happens to be the Cold Food Festival, every family eats cold food and does not light a fire, but this man actually started a fire in a field where weeds are overgrown, the strange thing is that the fire on the weeds does not spread, just Burning on a stack of rotten logs.Surrounded by the wooden fork next to the fire, several fishes were skewered, grilling a tempting aroma, attracting many beasts to stare at the man in the dark, and the little boy also stared at the man who was undressing his corpse The man in the clothes, never thought that he would have an unsatisfactory life during his lifetime, and that his corpse would be exposed to the wilderness after death...

The man was wearing a white robe, with bamboo sticks in his hair, green and red kits pinned to his waist, and a strange roll of cloth. After the man stripped the boy's clothes clean, he carefully Looking at the little boy's corpse, pinching his arms and pressing his stomach, he felt very uncomfortable. Unfortunately, he was already alone, and there was nothing he could do to stop it except to vent his dissatisfaction with a few insignificant winds. man.

But this man suddenly spoke up: "Although you are a slave, your body is quite clean, and there are no ugly scars, and you are still fleshy. It seems that you had a good life before your death." The cheeks of a child.

The little boy pouted, floated in front of the man and made a grimace, stuck out his tongue, angrily poked the man's head with his fingers that couldn't touch anything, and muttered angrily: "You're not me, how do you know that I'm not me?" How did you live before you were alive! Hmph!" The little boy sighed as he looked at his dead body from a close distance, and lowered his arms, "Alas...it's a pity that he fell to his death before he was rewarded by the master..."

"Yes, it's a pity."

Startled, the little boy stared at the man who was talking to him with wide eyes.

The man smiled slightly and stroked the little boy's face: "It's a pity...it's too late, it's better to peel off the skin of a newly dead person to make a lantern~"

The little boy was stunned for a moment, and after understanding the meaning of this sentence, his whole body trembled, and he jumped into the grass to hide, and looked at the man timidly.

The man chuckled, stood up, and said to the place where the boy was hiding: "You bastard, are you so timid after becoming a ghost? Are you kidding me~"

After Xiaotong realized that the man was talking to him, he poked his head out to look at the man carefully, and whispered, "You...can you see me?"

"I can see it, I've seen it all~ Every time~" The man said as he lowered his head and glanced at the corpse on the ground.

The little boy blushed and immediately flashed in front of the man, spreading his arms to cover him: "Don't look! Don't look!"

The man smiled and asked the boy, "Do you still remember when you were born?"

Xiao Tong didn't expect the man to ask him a question suddenly, he paused for a while, and then he hesitated to answer: "I don't know too well, I heard from my mother that I was born in a snowy day..."

The man passed through Xiaotong's body, knelt down to look at Xiaotong's body, touched the wound on the back of the corpse's head, and frowned: "Then do you remember when you died and why?"

The little boy tilted his head in thought: "I am... I accidentally fell down the steps when I was delivering honey to the master at Yinshi this morning..."

The man turned over the boy and looked at the wound carefully. The wound was indeed caused by a fall. The man glanced at the boy who was curling his lips, and joked: "You are still so stupid, the county master only has a few knots at home. Steps, can you fall to your death?"

The little boy beat the man on the back angrily, but of course, it had no effect at all.The man chuckled lightly and took out the cyan kit from his waist, took out a box that seemed to contain rouge, took off the bamboo stick from the hair bundle, then picked some rouge from the bamboo stick, and it was like a pen in the child's mouth. Strange runes were drawn on his body, and after the runes were painted all over his body, he finally touched the child's eyebrows.

"Boom!—Boom!"

There was the sound of clappers in the distance, and an old voice echoed throughout the sky,

"Be careful with candles—"

The smell of grilled fish wafted to the little boy's nose. The little boy suddenly opened his eyes and sat up, his dazed vision gradually became clear, and the pain in the back of his head came instantly: "Ah! Hiss - pain, pain, pain!!! I My head hurts!"

The man squatted down and stuck something on the boy's head, and the pain suddenly disappeared.

"Huh? It doesn't hurt anymore?" The boy touched the back of his head curiously, as if there was a piece of paper stuck there, and was about to take it off to have a look, when the man spoke.

"If you take it off, you will die."

"Ah?" The little boy was stunned for a long time, looked around, and finally came to his senses, "Hey!!! Me! I'm alive!" The little boy turned around in circles several times happily.

The man reached out and hit the boy on the head with a bamboo stick: "Don't jump, you only have one day with this body."

"What? One day?" The boy stopped all his movements and looked at the man suspiciously.

"That's right~ Normal people can last for seven days, but your body is poisoned to death, and your body can only last twelve hours at most, even though you can only live for one day."

"Poisoned! Me? How? I... I didn't mess with anyone... Why..."

The man hit the boy on the head again: "Did you... steal honey?"

"Ah! How do you know that!"

"Because honey is poisonous~" The man smiled and pulled up his hair and fixed it with a bamboo stick

"Poisonous?" The little boy tilted his head, sorted out the man's language, and let out a long "oh", "That is to say! Someone poisoned me in the honey!"

"Guess right~" The man happily stroked the little boy's head.

The little boy was so angry that he slapped the man's hand away: "You're still smiling so happily when I'm dead!"

"Hmph~ I wasn't the one who poisoned you, and you weren't the one who deserved to be damned, but you chose to go through this muddy water, wasting this life for nothing..."

"Ah?" The boy didn't understand what the man said again.

"This poison was originally prepared for the county lord, but you are so greedy that you even stole half of the can of honey. Not only did you not poison the county lord, but you died in vain." The man held his forehead with his hand. He shook his head lightly, "Oh... what a pity, what a pity..."

"Who wants to poison the master? Why? The master didn't do anything bad!"

Hearing the boy's words, a cold light flashed through the man's eyes, staring at him coldly, making the boy shrink back in fright, the man covered his mouth and smiled when he saw the boy's appearance: "I should say you are too kind It's still too stupid... Ah~ maybe it's still a lack of nerve, little idiot~"

"I'm not stupid! How can you scold me!"

"Yo, yes, you know I'm scolding you, it doesn't look too stupid~"

"You—" the boy stomped his feet angrily, and was about to kick the man, but it was in vain.

The man grabbed the boy's hand: "Okay, don't make trouble, let's go."

"Go? Where are you going?"

"I saved your life, you have to listen to me, just follow me."

"What!" Xiaotong wanted to withdraw his hand, but the man was so strong that he almost broke his hand, "It hurts, hurts... let go."

"Follow me obediently, or I will force you to go, choose by yourself~" The man was still smiling, but he had a strong terrifying aura...

The little boy swallowed and nodded, "I... I'll just go with you..."

The man patted the boy's head: "Well~ good job~"

"Hey! Don't you eat those fish?"

"Oh, these fish are not for us to eat, they are for those people to eat." The man waved his hand, and the fire in the fire was actually extinguished. In an instant, many black shadows appeared from all directions, flashing past, and there was only one person beside the wood pile. The original wooden fork is left...

"Wow! What was it just now?" The little boy was a little incoherent, the one who sprang out just now didn't look like a human or a beast...

"It's some half-dead people who ate my grilled fish... They should also leave well..."

"Leave..." Xiaotong lowered his head. He knew what leaving meant, so he took a few steps back to keep a distance from the man, and asked, "You... who are you?"

The man smiled, his eyes were full of tenderness, as if humans and animals were harmless, the child in his eyes became blurred, and a grown man appeared. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, opened them, and looked up at the sky. Then came the sound of a watchman knocking on a clapper from afar...

"Boom!—Boom!"

"Be careful with candles—"

Following this sound, a strange wind swept around, blowing the man's already messy long hair, patting his cheeks disorderly, and the moon that had just climbed up vaguely illuminated his face, Xiao Tong looked at this man unexpectedly I lost my mind, as if this man didn't belong here, and it seemed like I didn't belong here...

The wind stopped suddenly, and the man's long hair slowly fell: "I'm just an ordinary bamboo craftsman."