I suddenly felt that these little ghosts were not that scary, so I snuggled up to the coloring ghost and sat on the ground.
The headband on the top of my head emits the same light as the tree, lingering on my head.
I rest my head on his shoulder.
Listen to the coloring ghost telling the story of this forest.
This radiant forest is like the forest of elves in some fantasy books. The elves in it are all conceived from the tree of life.
That's how the little ghosts of the underworld came to be.
I couldn't help but think of the Situ couple who embarrassed me on the day of An Yu's wedding. They were hung in the air by a few little ghosts with sickles in that room, and I couldn't help feeling numb.
"I didn't expect that they looked like this when they were young."
I turned my head, looked at the pervert with a smile, and frowned after thinking about it carefully.
"Hey, why do they have to cover their eyes when they grow up?"
The pervert was obviously taken aback by this question, and he fell into silence for an instant, unable to utter a word.
I seemed to understand something, so I changed the subject and didn't continue to ask.
"This forest..."
"Blindfolding them is a tradition of the underworld."
The pervert suddenly explained the matter, and I looked at him in surprise.
Is there a story behind the blindfold
At this time, I thought of Meng Po by the Naihe Bridge. Her eyes were also covered, but compared to these little ghosts, the ribbon on her face seemed to cover half of her face.
"Even if they are spirit bodies, they still have feelings for this forest. After all, every tree here is their mother."
I seemed to understand something, and there was a throbbing pain in my chest.
"Sexy, you mean... don't blindfold them, they will rely on these trees and refuse to leave?"
The pervert touched the back of my head, smiled and said, "Hua'er's guess is pretty close."
He sighed, looked at the kiddies laughing and playing together on the lawn in front of him with a complicated expression, and said: "When they are born, they have to become the servants who manage the underworld. Therefore, as long as they grow up to a certain age, they must leave this place." A piece of woods, and other high-level undercover work."
I am not a fool, this sentence has been made very clear.
Although he didn't fully express his meaning, I already had the answer in my heart.
These imps were born to serve the underworld.
When the time comes, they will blindfold them and take them away, so that they can't find their way home, and they have been working outside, seducing their souls.
I think my understanding must be good.
Otherwise, why did the pervert hesitate for so long before telling me.
I sighed, and my heart softened a little. Although I knew that this was the rule of the underworld, I still strengthened my courage and asked, "Can't this rule be changed?"
When I said this sentence, I regretted it a little.
Because I subconsciously feel that I can't seem to change the rules of the underworld at will.
But it's kind of cruel to do so.
This rule treats these little ghosts as tools, and this beautiful forest has become a bloodless and ruthless factory.
Cold and heartless.
It's okay to say that I am soft-hearted, but I just don't think they should be treated like this.
Obviously they are the aborigines who were born and bred in this underworld, and they ended up becoming ghosts without exception.
The pervert looked at me helplessly, and sighed, "I want to change too, but even I can't do anything about it."
"It is the law of the underworld that they leave the woods, just as healthy babies can walk and talk when they reach a certain age, and when they reach the age to leave the woods, their faces will naturally be wrapped with strips."
When I heard this, I completely gave up the idea in my head.
It seems that this is not something that can be changed if you want to change it.
This is the natural law of the underworld, and we cannot interfere.
I sighed regretfully, feeling a lot depressed, and couldn't help touching the garland above my head.
Looking at the little ghosts in front of him, his eyes drooped.
Suddenly, I felt that someone was pulling my sleeve. I turned my head and saw a little ghost was pulling my sleeve on all fours and climbing up.
I didn't feel disgusted or disgusted, but stretched out a hand, picked him up, and put it on my palm.
Seeing his big black and round eyes wide open, I felt pity in my heart, but I had no choice but to force a smile and look at him.
He stretched out his hands, as if he wanted to hug me, and gestured to me several times.
A small mouth seemed to be saying something, but the voice was so small that I couldn't hear it at all.
I had to raise my hand and lift him close to the ear.
Just when I was unprepared, his cool little hands suddenly hugged my face, and then rubbed his little head against my face.
If it was any other girl, I'm afraid she would have fainted from screaming!
However, I don't feel that way.
I don't know if it's because of the ghost-suppressing order in my body, but I have a different feeling about the underworld.
Not repulsive, feel a little kind.
Compared with the fear and fear of encountering a pervert at the beginning, now I almost feel that there is no difference between the underworld and the underworld.
But one is a world where living people live, and the other is a world where souls live.
At first, I was a little afraid of these little ghosts. After all, they look weird. I was holding a sickle before and did that kind of thing to the Situ couple. I can't help but have some preconceived ideas.
But from just now, after I heard some words from the pervert, I completely dispelled the fear in my heart, and only felt that these little guys in front of me are pitiful and cute.
Did that brat do this because he sensed that I was unhappy
I thought to myself, feeling his fluffy head rub against my cheek constantly, I felt a lot better.
I sighed and held him in both hands, apologetic in my tone.
"I'm sorry, I can't help you, I... I don't have the ability."
When I said this sentence, I suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness. Who knows, the little guy in my hand was completely lifeless or something, as if he could understand my words, he waved his hand.
The pervert put his arms around me and comforted me: "They know, they have always known that this is a fate they cannot escape."
For some reason, a thought suddenly crossed my mind.
I turned my head and looked at the pervert.
"Sexy ghost, the little guy was transformed into a ghost-suppressing order, and the ghost-suppressing order is the treasure of the underworld. Tell me, can this rule be changed after he is born?"
The corner of the man's mouth twitched, and he was silent for a while before turning his head to look at me, and slowly said: "Maybe."
I was so angry that I almost punched him, what the hell is this slack smile and said "maybe" to me
Hey... It's probably out of play.
Well, I still want to try it out.
I couldn't help touching my belly, squinting my eyes, thinking that after this little guy is born, he will grow up, let her try it.
Anyway, try it without money, maybe you can change this rule
Just as I was thinking about it, there was a smile on my face, the pervert saw all this and didn't speak.
Just as we were sitting there snuggled up and neither of us spoke, a black butterfly suddenly appeared from the void and flew towards us.
It swayed and flapped its wings, and a long stream of red powder fell.
The black butterfly finally landed on the shoulder of the pervert, and he asked lightly: "How is the investigation?"
The butterfly flapped its wings silly, and its two long whiskers trembled.
"Oh? Is that the case?"
The beard twitched again.
I looked at him strangely, not knowing what he was talking about.
His eyes turned to the black butterfly, his pupils shrank.
Isn't this the black butterfly I saw in the bedroom before I came here
Why did you appear here all of a sudden
I looked at the pervert in doubt, and the latter kissed my forehead lovingly, and said, "It has collected Ye Yao's information."
Ye Yao? information
I just came to my senses and exclaimed in surprise: "How do you know something happened to her family?"
I don't want to tell him about this for the time being, he has done too many things for me, and he also has his own work to do, so he can't help me all the time.
Who knew that he went to understand the situation first.
"She is your classmate." The pervert said lightly, and the black butterfly disappeared as if he had received his order.
After hearing this sentence, I covered my face, a little funny, but also a little helpless, and I was also moved in my heart.
Pervert, really... Anyone who has something to do with me, if something happens, he will understand the situation before me and want to help me.
In addition to being full of emotions, I also felt a sense of guilt in my heart.
I always feel that I owe him a lot, including Grandpa An and the others.
"I didn't want to tell you guys so early. The An family just encountered a catastrophe, which hurt their vitality. You are not only my husband, but also the king of Hades in the underworld. You can't always ignore public affairs because of private affairs."
I looked at him seriously.
"I don't want to trouble you all the time." Because, I will feel guilty, I will feel owed, and this kind of unilateral contribution will make me feel flustered.
"Troublesome? Hua'er, there is no such thing as troublesome in our relationship?"
I lowered my head and said softly, "You have done so much for me, but I have given you nothing in return..."
The pervert's finger stuck to my lips all of a sudden, looking at me affectionately.
"Shh, what do you mean you didn't repay me."
"For me, having you by my side is enough and the greatest reward."
The pervert's words were like a gust of spring wind, blowing through the half-bloomed flowers all over the mountains and fields, and in an instant, bright flowers bloomed, facing the sun.
My face couldn't help getting hot, and my heart was beating violently.
I still can't bear the love words of a pervert, as always, the lethality is too strong.
Like a feather, caressing my heart, I feel itchy.
I looked away uncomfortably, but I saw the little ghosts who were playing, squatting on the table, covering their eyes, and laughing happily.