The girl was very fair, with an oval face and round eyes, which was particularly attractive. She was wearing a light pink undergarment, her hair was tangled, and she looked like a young woman for the first time. She rubbed her eyes blankly in the dark, looking left and right.
"I'm... where?"
Chu nightning said: "You are in the true enchantment that I set."
The girl was taken aback and said in a panic, "Who are you? Why is it so dark here, I can't see you, who is talking?"
Chu nightning said: "Have you forgotten?... You are dead."
The girl opened her eyes wide: "I have... I..."
Slowly, she remembered.
Bowing her head, she folded her hands on her chest, without any ups and downs, she snorted softly and murmured: "I... I'm already dead... "
"Only souls can come to the Realm of Returning, where hatred will be eliminated. Whether the dead are turned into ghosts or ordinary ghosts, they will retain their character and appearance before they were alive, which is called 'Returning to the Truth'."
The girl was stunned for a while, as if she was gradually remembering the past, and suddenly lowered her face and cried silently.
Chu nightning said: "You... have grievances?"
The girl cried, "Are you Lord Hell? Or Bai Wuchang? Are you here to avenge me?"
Chu nightning helped his forehead and said: "... I am not Lord Yan, nor is it Bai Wuchang."
The girl sobbed softly. Chu Wan was quiet for a while and didn't speak. When she cried a little to calm down, she said, "But I'm here to help you avenge your grievances."
When the girl heard this, she raised her eyes sobbing, and said with joy and sorrow, "Then you really are Lord Yama!"
"..." Chu nightning decided not to continue this topic with her, and instead asked, "Do you know what you did after you died?"
"I don't know... not very clear, just remember that I was sad, sad. I wanted to get revenge... I wanted to find them... and to find him again... "
When the soul just woke up, many things could not be remembered for the time being, but it didn't matter, Chu nightning asked her patiently: "Who do you want to go to?"
The girl whispered, "My husband, Chen Bohuan."
Chu night Ning Yi, Chen Bohuan - isn't this the name of the eldest son of the Chen family
He asked, "What's your... name? Where are you from?"
In this fantasy enchantment, the power of Tianwen is infused, and almost all the dead who come inside will honestly talk to Chu Wanning. Therefore, the girl replied: "The concubine is Luo Xianxian, and she is from Caidie Town."
"Before I came, I had read the files of Caidie Town. There are more than 500 families in this town, and there is no family surnamed Luo. Who is Ling Zun?"
The girl slowly remembered the details, so her eyes were even more sad: "My father used to be a scholar in the village and a close friend of my father-in-law. A few years ago, he died of tuberculosis. Later, I was the only one in the family. one person."
"Then why did you die?"
The girl was stunned for a moment, then burst into tears: "I have no choice but to die. They, they lied to the secret recipe of fragrant powder left by my father, beat me and scolded me, threatened me, and told me to leave Caidie Town. I … I am a weak woman, where else can I go? I have no relatives in this world... The world is so big, where can I go? Apart from the Underworld, where else can I go? …”
After recalling the events of her life, she seemed to have infinite pain and sadness in her heart, eager to talk to others, and even Chu nightning did not ask any more questions, so she continued to talk slowly by herself.
It turned out that Luo Xianxian lost her mother when she was a child, and she heard from her father that she had a brother above her, but her brother was separated from them in the chaos of the lower world, and she never saw her again, and she didn't know whether she was alive or dead. When her brother was lost, Luo Xianxian had not yet turned one year old and was huddled in a swaddled baby. Later, she tried hard to recall her brother, but she still had no impression.
Only Xianxian and his father were left in the Luo family. Father and daughter depended on each other for life, wandering around, and finally built a hut in Caidie Town and lived there.
That year, Luo Xianxian was five years old. Chen Bohuan, the eldest son of the Chen family, is two years older than her.
At that time, the Chen family had not yet made a fortune. Several members of the family lived in a two-bedroom rammed hut. An orange tree was planted by the low wall of the small courtyard. Probe into Luo's yard.
Luo Xianxian raised her head, the oranges on the branches were like lanterns in the Lantern Festival. She was shy and introverted, and she didn't play with others. She always carried a ponytail and peeled the edamame. The oranges that came from the Chen's yard.
The orange yellow is very attractive, against the sun, it can be associated with sweet and sour juice.
Luo Xian looked eagerly, gulping from time to time, her cheeks sour with greed.
But she didn't reach out to pick it up. Dad was a scholar who often failed to match his younger brother. He lost the exam, but he didn't lose a single breath. Suan Xiucai's brain was probably broken, and he always warned his daughter to be a "gentleman".
Luo Xianxian knew at the age of three that wealth and honor cannot be promiscuous, and poverty cannot be moved. Although she was greedy, she never reached out to pick the orange that was so close at hand.
One night, Luo Xianxian sat in the yard washing clothes by the moonlight.
Her father was not strong, so he rested early, the poor child was in charge early, the little girl rolled up her sleeves, dipped her thin arms in the wooden bucket, and rubbed her face seriously.
Suddenly, a hoarse cough came from the door, and a young man covered in blood staggered in and stared at her.
The little girl was so frightened that she even forgot to scream.
The young man's face was full of blood and dirt, but his eyebrows were very handsome. The two people, one big and one small, stood there for a long time. In the end, the young man couldn't hold it anymore. He sat down slowly against the wall, panting, and said hoarsely. : "Get some water."
Perhaps the young man did not look like a bad person, and perhaps Luo Xianxian had a good heart. Although he was afraid, he still ran back to the house, took a cup of tea, and handed it to the young man's mouth.
The young man was not polite either. He drank it cleanly. After drinking, he wiped the corners of his mouth, rolled his eyelids, stared at Luo Xianxian's pretty face, his eyes were a little straight, and he didn't speak for a long time.
He didn't speak, and Luo Xianxian didn't say anything, just blinked timidly, and from a distance she thought was safe, clasped her hands not far or near, and looked at the stranger.
"...You look quite like an old friend of mine." The young man suddenly grinned, squinted his eyes and smiled gloomily, with the blood on his face, it was a bit hideous, "Especially the eyes, they are all round, look. When you go up, you want to dig it out, poke it on your finger, and swallow it one by one.”
Sen Ran's terrifying words were spoken so blandly by him, even with a smile, Luo Xianxian trembled even more, and subconsciously covered her eyes.
The young man said, "Oh, clever girl, just cover it like this, don't stare at me all the time. I can't control my hands."
He speaks with a tongue-rolling, northern accent.
The moonlight sprinkled in the yard, the young man licked his chapped lips, and suddenly saw the orange tree in the yard. For some reason, his eyes lit up, and there was a gleam of light in his pupils, the luster was bright and dim for a while, and then he raised his chin and gestured.
"Girl."
Luo Xianxian: "..."
"Pick an orange and peel it for me."
Luo Xianxian finally spoke, her voice was thin and trembling, but she didn't hesitate: "Big brother, this is not my fruit tree, it belongs to someone else's, so I can't pick it."
The young man was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to think, his face slowly sank.
"I said I could pick it, I want to eat oranges, you pick it for me!" The last sound was vicious, as if it was smashed and spat out from the teeth. Luo Xianxian trembled with fright, but still stubbornly stood there.
The little girl has a soft temperament, but her bones are the same as her rotten father.
"I dont go."
The young man suddenly narrowed his eyes, arched the bridge of his nose, and his face changed: "Do you know who you are talking to, stinky girl!"
"You want to drink water, I, I will pour it for you, you want to eat, and there are still at home, but the orange tree is not my family's, I can't pick it, Dad said, take it without telling it, I am a gentleman, I want wealth and honor You can't prostitute, you can't be poor, you can't fish..."
When she was nervous, she turned Yi into a fish, and the half-year-old little girl blushed like a face, insisting on what her father had taught her, and stammered and finally said everything, but in the youth's Under his gaze, he was already shaking too much, and his feet were swaying.
The youth was speechless.
If it wasn't out of time, listening to such a little guy, still a little girl, said "it's called stealing if you don't tell me", "Rich and noble can't be promiscuous, poverty can't be moved", and - and "I am a gentleman"? ? Pfft, he really couldn't help laughing out loud.
But he couldn't smile.
On the contrary, there was a strong resentment in his chest that drove Ma Pengteng, crushing his heart.
"I hate you the most, the so-called..." He leaned against the wall, stood up swaying, and squeezed two words from his lips, "Good man, gentleman, hero, benevolent."
Under Luo Xianxian's terrified gaze, he slowly moved his injured foot, came to the orange tree, raised his head, and inhaled the smell of the orange tree almost greedily. Before Luo Xianxian could react, he climbed the tree and shook violently, kicking, kicking, and hitting.
The full branches of oranges crackled, fell to the ground, rolled to one side, the young man smiled distorted, and shouted arbitrarily: "It's a good person to steal without telling me, a good person can't be promiscuous! !"
"Big brother! What are you doing! Stop now! Daddy! Daddy!"
Luo Xianxian didn't want to call her father at first, her father was weak and a scholar who had no strength to tie a chicken, and he couldn't help much when he came out. But she was a little girl after all, and she was finally scared and collapsed.
"What are you shouting! When your father comes out, I'll chop him up!"
The little girl was frightened, with tears in her eyes, and water beads were spinning in her round eyes.
The people from the Chen family next door went to visit relatives in the neighboring village. The whole family was not there, and no one stopped this little lunatic.
The little madman shook all the oranges all over the ground, but he didn't relieve his hatred. He stomped on the ground a few times, crushing several fruits, and suddenly became ruthless. I don't know where the strength came from, he jumped up, and turned over to the Chen's house. I found an axe in the yard and chopped down the whole tree in three or two strokes. Then he turned back and laughed.
Laughing and laughing, suddenly he stopped laughing, squatted on the ground, and froze in a daze.
He suddenly turned his head and waved to Luo Xianxian: "Girl, come here."
"..." Luo Xianxian did not move, standing in the same place, the small cloth shoes embroidered with yellow flowers crushed the ground.
Seeing that she hesitated, the young man slowed down his tone and said as kindly as possible: "Come here. I have something good for you."
"I... I don't want... No, don't go..." Luo Xianxian lowered, and before he finished speaking, the young man suddenly became fierce again-
"If you don't come, I'll go into the house now and chop up your father's stuff!"
Luo Xianxian shook violently, and finally moved towards him in small steps.
The young man squinted at her: "Hurry up, I don't have time to watch you do a yangko dance."
When Luo Xianxian moved his head down and moved in front of him, and there were still a few steps to go, he suddenly stretched out his hand and yanked the person over, Luo Xianxian let out a scream, but the scream didn't reach his throat before he was caught. Something rudely blocked. The young man stuffed an orange into her mouth. Without peeling it or scrubbing it, he stabbed it into her mouth with mud.
How could Luo Xianxian eat an orange in one bite, when the young man stuck it hard, the orange cracked and rotted, and half of her face was covered with puree, but the lunatic was still grinning, crushing the fruit on her face, into the mouth she was trying to keep shut.
"Aren't you a gentleman? Don't you eat stolen food? So what are you eating now? Huh? What are you eating now!"
"Woooo... no... I don't want... Daddy... Daddy..."
"Swallow it." The young man squinted his eyes and stuffed the last bit of pulp into Luo Xianxian's mouth, with a faint light in his pupils, shuddering, "You swallow it for me!"
Seeing Luo Xianxian being forced to swallow the orange, she called out "Daddy" vaguely in her throat. The young man was silent for a while, then suddenly laughed.
That smile was more terrifying than his hideous face.
He stroked Luo Xianxian's hair with satisfaction, squatted there, and said softly, "What do you call daddy? Shouldn't you be called big brother? Are the oranges your brother gave you sweet and delicious?"
Saying that, he picked up another one from the ground.
This time, he didn't stick it hard. He peeled off the orange peel thinly, and cleaned the white silk on it bit by bit, then wiped his hands, broke off a piece, and brought it to Luo Xian's slender lips. On the side, he said in a soft voice, "If you like it, eat some more."
Luo Xianxian knew that she had encountered a mentally ill person today. She had no choice but to lower her head and silently ate the oranges handed by the lunatic.
The young man squatted there, feeding her oranges one by one, and suddenly seemed to be in a better mood, and even began to hum a song softly.
His voice was rough and hoarse, like a broken wind basket, and he couldn't hear it clearly, only a few words faintly drifted into Luo slender ears.
"At three or four o'clock in the pool, the string on the shore chirps once or twice, the weak crown is the best, the light hoof is fast, and the world can be seen..."
He suddenly said, "Girl."
"… "
"Tsk." He curled his lips, and went to break Luo Fibre's little face, "Let me see your eyes."
Luo Xianxian was trembling and had no resistance, so she could only let the young man take a closer look at the real, bloody fingers, touching her eyelids inch by inch.
"It's like," he said.
Luo Xianxian whimpered and closed her eyes. She was really afraid that on a whim, this lunatic would pluck off her two tricks like picking fruit.
But the youth did not pick it up.
He just said to her coldly: "Didn't you teach me that the rich and the noble cannot be promiscuous, and the poor and the lowly cannot be moved? Big brother also has a sentence that I want to tell you."
"woo..."
"You open your eyes."
Luo Xianxian's eyes closed. The young man laughed angrily and said hoarsely, "Don't dig your tricks, open it!"
"...Do you think I can't pull your beads if you don't open it!"
Luo Xianxian had no choice but to open her round eyes, her long eyelashes quivered, and her tears streamed down her face. She had a fearful and pitiful look on her face. I don't know how she pleased this young man of unknown origin, and he suddenly let go. Kai's hand holding her cheek hung in the air, and then gently patted her head.
He stared into her eyes, and there was a trembling smile at the corner of his mouth. The smile was seven parts twisted, two parts hideous, and one part desolate.
He said: "Linyi has a boy, twenty hearts are dead."
After turning around, the figure disappeared into the darkness and gradually disappeared.
Only the mess on the ground indicates that such a person, blood-soaked in the middle of the night, came here.