"Will you come with me?"

The kids would run far enough away and hide there and peek, and they would talk to each other about the devils.

Cui Que walked in front of the other party, the child did not look up at him, he seemed to have lost the most basic curiosity about the outside world, and the body curled up with all his strength gradually relaxed a little after feeling the hurt away, but he became nervous as Cui Que approached.

Torn clothes can't hide the tightness of the body, like a wounded little beast, it keeps the strongest vigilance against everything that comes near the outside world.

The question issued by the spiritual power was as soft as warm water, which soothed the other party's heart very well, At least at this moment, he seemed to feel the warmth brought by kindness, and looked up at Cui Que, he had a pair of very dark eyes, so black that he couldn't see a trace of light - double pupils!

The heavy pupil is a symbol of the emperor, and the heavy pupil is mostly the emperor's life.

"Would you like to come with me?"

This time he asked, Cui Que's attitude was a little more serious.

The pair of pupils looked at Cui Que, looked at it for a while, did not speak, when Cui Que got up and walked over, he grabbed the corner of the white clothes, and in Cui Que's looking back, he stood up quietly and followed his footsteps.

Cui Que saw his statement, raised his hand and gently brushed the top of his head, sweeping away the dust and dead leaves, the slightly greasy hair was not taken care of, and the edges seemed to be gnawed by a dog, but after he brushed it, it was instantly neat and tidy, and the soft and loose hair felt like leaving along his fingers, Cui Que squinted slightly, looking at the bruised but upright face, the emperor's life.

"From now on, you are my disciple, what is your name?"

“... ... Ghost. ”

The hoarse voice does not seem to come from the mouth of a child, but more like the kind of old people who have come to the end of their lives, they have lost any passion for the world, and even the tone is boring and dull, like faded butterfly wings, which cannot survive the withering of autumn.

Is it a ghost, or is it a ghost?

Cui Que smiled lightly: "In this way, you will tell Cui Di to be good, if you are not hurt by others, you will hurt others." ”

This is not a good assertion, even if Cui Di is still a child who is not very sensible, but this sentence still makes his heart tremble, and he looks up at Cui Que.

"I will teach you what I have learned, you must obey my orders, if you are not an emperor of men, you will be an emperor of ghosts. ”

Cui Que's thoughts in his heart gradually improved, he looked at the other party's immature appearance, but he had already sketched a sketch in his heart, if it is an imperial master, is it okay?

Fate is never a nonsensical line, at every turn, it may have laid a foreshadowing, and the encounter is a kind of fate, and this fate is never without a reason.

"Yes. ”

Cui Di responded like this, he didn't quite understand the meaning of the Human Emperor and the Ghost Emperor, but he already knew that the person in front of him could change his fate, and he couldn't miss this opportunity.

From the first time he cried, he probably knew that the opportunity that belonged to him might only be such a once, and if he missed it, he would miss it forever.

The hand that grabbed the white clothes was even harder, the clothes were as slippery as a fish, with the coldness of the river, he was not sure if he could catch it, and he was even more afraid that he would not be able to grasp it, looking up at the other party, the light pierced into his eyes, and tears flowed down instantly, and he couldn't see clearly what kind of face the backlit adult was, and the halo was behind him, as if his whole person was shrouded in light, and he could melt into it at any time.

"So, let's go. ”

Cui Que flicked his fingers, and the invisible ghost qi turned into a coat, and the pure white clothes seemed to drown all the dirt, including the unbearable origin and past.

When he was in the next town, Cui Que used the money he had exchanged in Pingle to buy clothes for Cui Di to change, and the clothes made of ghost power carried a kind of yin energy, which was not good for people's health when worn for a long time.

With a child, the itinerary can't be too casual, Cui Que took him to stop in the town, and at the same time tested his qualifications, and after confirming that he could cultivate the spiritual power of the Onmyoji, he began to teach him the most basic cultivation.

Cui Di's understanding in this area is just an ordinary person, Cui Que has not been a teacher for many years, and it is rare to be interested, but he can't stand that he is always facing a student who is not so smart, people are probably like this, and he is not as patient with others as he is with himself.

For this reason, Cui Que put Cui Di in the temple, the monk of this temple is an old man who is over the age of six, his eyes are already very bad, and the spell is almost equal to nothing, he can only do a blessing to the people nearby, and he is not very good at it, Cui Que's disguise He can't see through it at all, he only treats him as an ordinary donor, and lets him take Cui Di to spend the night here.

Because of the old monk's negligence, Cui Que finally had the opportunity to study the monks' cultivation methods, which were similar to what he knew in a certain life, and his cleverness was probably due to the abundance of ghosts and monsters here, and their skin, flesh, blood and bones all had their own wonderful uses.

In this regard, it is difficult to develop these applications unless the characteristics of all the ghosts are known, and from this point of view, the understanding between humans and ghosts is already very deep.

"Teacher, shouldn't monks be merciful? Isn't it wrong for them to wantonly kill ghosts?"

Cao Di's cleverness was more thoughtful in terms of reasoning, and he soon found some contradictions in Cui Que's teachings.

"There is a difference between what is compassion and who it is for. ”

Humans and ghosts are originally two camps, neither of them will do their best to consider each other, the compassion of monks is only for humans, and their cruelty to ghosts is also compassion for humans.

It's Cui Di, standing in the camp of human beings, when will he turn his eyes against him?

Cui Di thought quietly, he probably didn't have much to communicate with before, and he was used to thinking about things by himself, and rarely asked anything.

"Is there really a Buddha in this world?"

He asked again.

"Is there really a god in this world?" Cui Que asked rhetorically, he had seen a lot of traces of said gods and Buddhas so far, and in his opinion, those were all proofs of some cultivators, their level was indeed superior, but the form of power was only profound, and there was no change in high or low.

"What you see may not be true. ”

Cui Que looked at Cui Di with a thoughtful expression, and continued: "Maybe when you cultivate to a certain level, you will know what is true and what is false, but before that, what you have to determine is what you can do, what you want to do, what you will do in the future, I will teach you the method, and the future path, you have to choose for yourself." ”

Cui Di showed a light smile, as if he had thought of something, but he didn't rush to say it, but nodded first.

Looking at his appearance, Cui Que also smiled, in fact, his choice was only the first two, the human emperor or the ghost emperor, otherwise, the cultivation of spiritual power was like leading him into a road of no return, the coveting of ghosts, the fear of human beings, the existence of too outstanding, if you want to save yourself, only by reaching the top can you avoid dying from conspiracy.

The comfortable life during this period of time made Cui Di a lot more lively, and after communicating with Cui Que, he showed a little embarrassed smile and turned to leave.

The child's figure soon disappeared at the turning point of the corridor, and his daily lessons, in addition to learning and communicating with Cui Que, were to learn words and languages with the old monk, etc., in this regard, Cui Que could not teach him more, because he did not have too many memories of the original owner.

Every night, Cui Di has to cultivate his spiritual power, his comprehension is not very good, but according to the step-by-step, he has a hard work that ordinary people can hardly do, and about every opportunity is very rare for him, and he will not miss it easily.

In this regard, Cui Que saved the supervision and was also very satisfied.

The temple is built in the mountain, and this mountain is not a famous mountain, because of the temple in the mountain, the monsters are far away, Cui Que will go over to walk around when he has nothing to do, and learn about some gossip among the hundred ghosts, such as how the Ibaraki boy was cut off an arm, for example, how the wine swallowing boy fights with human beings, these big guys among the hundred ghosts, even if they are far away in the sky, are always the existence of monsters.

In comparison, the hundred ghosts like Nojifang are much more unknown, but, thanks to the body given by Cui Que, his news has also spread to the nearby monsters.

"I don't know where I got the benefits, and I was screaming everywhere. ”

"One day it will be accepted by the monk. ”

From these evaluations that don't have any expectations, you can hear that the popularity of Nojibo is a little average.

Even Gu Won Bird took away a human baby to get the expectations of these monsters, and expressed indignation at the monks and Taoists who chased Gu Win Bird.

"Every time I raised it well, although I died. ”

"Why do you want to kill them all, the most annoying thing is that pot adult, it's so hateful!"

Among the monks, Lord Hu has a good reputation among humans, and among the monsters, he simply hates the disease, and I don't know how many hundreds of ghosts are secretly cursing each other to fall into the devil's path.

There are also mountain children in the mountains, in the form of white and fat children, happily coming and going in the mountains, they will play with some children who have strayed into the mountains, lure the children into some traps, or simply let them get lost in the mountains, which is a kind of monster that is somewhat malicious but not necessarily deadly.

"Do you think they deserve to die?"

After Cui Que led Cui Di to play with those mountain boys, on the way back, he asked Cui Di what he thought.

Cui Di hesitated for a long time, and the final answer was still full of uncertain tone, "... Shouldn't it?" he looked at Cui Que's expression, and if the other party's expression changed, he would probably quickly revise his answer.

Cui Que shook his head and didn't say anything, whether it was a human emperor or a ghost emperor, such a person who was indecisive couldn't be a person, in the era of the Eight Kings, the glorious past that the descendants looked like was probably just more ruthless.

Killing countless ghosts into hundreds of ghosts, I don't know how many ghosts have become legendary names, such courage is enough to be admired, even Cui Que can recall how thick the blood behind that glory is.

And Cui Di... Cui Di, who was still a little nervous and apprehensive on his face, was still looking at Cui Que's face, Cui Que didn't speak, raised his hand and pressed it on his head, the hairstyle that had been cut into a mushroom head was like a shy little girl, the weakness in his heart was probably not worthy of his life, and let him see how the trajectory of fate would play tricks, so that a person could not bear the responsibility.

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Let's see what you can cultivate...