Lying on the comfortable bed, I felt a lot.

I first came here to escape from the old man surnamed Gu, but I was kidnapped by the old lady hairpin, and then imprisoned by the one who controlled the shop, and then picked up by my grandfather.

Now I'm coming back at my grandfather's orders.

I'm going around and around, but I have a hard connection with this place.

"Master, grandpa said that killing may not have worked on you, so do you want to kill a few people?" Luo's sudden suggestion interrupted my thoughts.

"Isn't killing also killing?" I felt a slight movement in my heart.

In order to improve my anger, I first practiced with corpses, and then it developed to the point that I needed to kill a lot of life, and then I probably had to kill people to do it.

"How can that be? You've killed animals before, and you haven't killed anyone yet, have you?"

"Nope. ”

"So, let's kill a few first?"

"Let's talk about it. ”

At this point in the conversation, I raised my hand and turned off the light to rest.

It would be great if killing someone could boost my anger, but I don't want to kill indiscriminately, and I need to rest before I talk about anything else.

As the lights went out, Luo, who didn't need to sleep, didn't say much, and began to be on guard while cultivating.

Ten years in the wilderness forced me to be vigilant even when I was resting, and I had slept so lightly that I would wake up at the slightest disturbance.

Although the soundproofing of the house is good, the faint movement from the outside from time to time can still wake me up frequently.

Every time I woke up, I opened my eyes and clenched the Emei thorn on my fingers to look around on guard, and every time I woke up, I had to accept the fact that I had returned to the village and town.

I slept and stayed awake until dawn, and when I became familiar with the bustle outside, I finally fell into a deep sleep.

I slept straight into the middle of the night.

After I woke up and sat up for a few seconds, Lowe began to comb my hair.

Lowe split my long hair in two and combed it into two braids, and the clothes that matched me were a light-colored hooded sweatshirt and a bright-colored jacket, as well as jeans and a pair of small white shoes.

After I got dressed, I glanced at myself in the dressing mirror, and then at Luo.

I'm still more used to wearing long black hair at will.

"It's shameful not to appreciate it. Moreover, some raunchy and lazy collocation are not qualified to object. Luo went down with another scissor and cut out my bangs.

I:......

"Perfect. Luo then dodged to the door and went straight downstairs.

I rolled my eyes, went downstairs, and took Luo to the food stall to feed.

It's just that the food stalls have been closed.

So I decided to walk around the villages and towns, hoping to encounter scenes such as theft, robbery, rape and murder, and to see if killing people could increase their morale.

"Master, you don't look like you should be. For my decision, Lo grabbed my leg and quickly climbed onto my shoulder and complained.

"What should I look like?" I lifted my foot into the darkness.

Luo didn't answer again.

The corners of my lips are lightly curled.

Ten years of mass killing, day after day, continued to elevate my irritable cruelty and murderous intent.

I should be like that, I am irritable, moody, murderous, cruel, have no good in my heart, take pleasure in evil, and be completely unscrupulous in order to achieve my goals.

In fact, I was exactly what I was supposed to be.

I have long since turned black into ink, and the only red left in my heart is because of my grandfather's existence.

It's just that the blush is too dazzling, and it prompts me to restrain and urge me to have order in my heart.

I restrain useless emotions such as irritability, such as moodiness, such as murder, such as taking pleasure in evil.

The order of my heart makes me unwilling to embarrass the good and the weak for the sake of my ends.

There is a difference between unwillingness and unnaturalness.

Just because I don't want to doesn't mean I won't.

I know why Lo doesn't answer anymore, she is afraid of me after all.

She didn't dare to test my boundaries.

She kept her troubles and complaints strictly within the limits of what I could tolerate.

I don't think there's anything wrong with how I look now.

Life kisses me with pain, and if I still rush to repay it with a song, I must be cheap.

Next, I took Luo to wander in the dark for a long time, and I didn't encounter scenes such as theft, robbery, rape and murder, even lonely ghosts are very rare.

It wasn't until dawn that Luo and I were about to go home, when an old woman with small feet in black flashed out from around the corner.

Her skin was wrinkled like tree bark and chapped severely.

She appeared behind me, holding a shroud in her hand.

As she appeared, white paper money fell from the sky.

I stopped there.

She waited for me to turn around or run away, but it was all in vain, and then she dodged in front of me.

"Girl, buy a shroud. She pretended to be eerie and stared straight at me.

"Wouldn't it be nice to be a ghost?" I smiled.

"What?" she was a little stunned at my reaction.

"You shouldn't have come back to me, you should have chosen to run away before I saw you. Since you're so committed to killing me or yourself, I'll have no choice but to send you to the Dead. "I patiently gave an explanation.

As I gave the end, Lo grabbed the old woman by the neck.

The old woman was unable to move.

"If I choose to run away before you see me, will you let me go?" asked the old woman in a trembling voice.

"No, it won't. I laughed.

Luo then tore the old woman's body, and the female ghost could not avoid it.

I walked on the paper money all over the floor, and when I returned to the town, I took Luo to the breakfast restaurant first, and then took Luo to wander the streets.

Ten years later, the original mayor of the town is said to have been promoted and his family has moved to the district, and most of the town's permanent population has changed, but there are still legends about me in the town.

The legendary me has added many stories that have become demonized.

'I' has also become material for the storyteller.

According to Mr. Storyteller, the paper figure who looked after the shop for me was definitely controlled by me, so even if I didn't return, he still contributed money and effort to rebuild the store for me.

If I return, there will be no peace in the town.

Someone seems to have seen my return, and it is better for families to be cautious, and it is better to walk less at night to ensure safety.

I stood in front of Mr. Storyteller's booth and listened to the legend about me, then took out a hundred-dollar bill and threw it into the porcelain jar in front of him.

In the porcelain jar, there are mostly two pieces of change, and there are a few five pieces of ten pieces.

The storyteller's eyes suddenly lit up, and he praised me for being a bodhisattva, and my heart will be rich and noble in the future, and my wish will be smooth sailing, and then mentioned that I looked at the face and asked me where I came from.

"I'm Gu Thrush. I'm really back. "I smiled so lightly that people and animals were harmless.

The people listening to the book suddenly let out an exclamation and retreated like a tide, and the storyteller was stunned and almost fell into the porcelain jar.

I continued to laugh harmlessly, looked around and walked away with Luo, letting the chatter flood behind me.