Chapter 12 Autumn is the season of romance
The ghost and demon Niang's small revenge action ended successfully, and her face was full of excitement.
She scoured the castle's giant refrigerator for two large bags of goodies, and some white paper, and rushed out of the castle.
"I'll go out and I'll be right back. β
"The forest is dangerous, Miss Hua pay attention to safety!" the guard at the door shouted anxiously.
You must know that this forest is a primeval forest, which has not yet been developed, and all kinds of poisons, birds and beasts of prey abound.
There are even people in the forest...... Throwing corpses.
The dangers are emissible.
And how can Miss Hua and a little girl cope with this?
Hua Simu ran very fast, and the figure disappeared into the forest after a while.
The guards immediately reported the news, and the news was transmitted rapidly one by one, and finally reached Han Mo's ears.
Han Mo frowned slightly after hearing this.
......
"Come out, little ones, and see what I've brought you?" Hua Simu's voice spread vividly.
Hua Simu put two large bags of things on the ground and untied the straps, which were full of delicious food that she had scavenged from the refrigerator.
The ghosts hula around them.
Excited with a little regret, "But...... But... Ghost lady, we can't eat mortal food. β
"Of course I know that, but I'm not an ordinary person, who am I?!"
β...... Demon Niang. β
"My hands can be channeled, and you can eat these foods when they carry my breath, don't believe in touching them. Hua Simu had a faint little pride in her eyes.
A little ghost stretched out his hand uncertainly, and found that he could actually grab the food, and was surprised, "I really can!
Ghosts flocked to it.
You know, they haven't eaten for a long, long time, and since the day they died, it's not a big deal if the ghost doesn't eat.
But no one wants to admit that they are ghosts, and they ...... It's dead.
The ghosts here all have a sense of resentment, so they wander the world, even if they endure hunger, they have to wait until the moment when the resentment dissipates.
They thought that what the ghost demon Niangnian said to send them food was just talking, but they didn't expect it to be really delivered, without the slightest arrogance and arrogance of the superiors.
I can't help but feel a little more grateful and faithful surrender.
"You eat slowly, it's not enough for me to bring it next time." After Hua Simu finished speaking, he sat down in the open space next to him, took out a pen and paper, and scribbled on the paper.
The imp who was about seven or eight years old before walked towards Hua Simu with a colorful lollipop.
"Ghost Niangniang, what are you doing?"
"Oh it's you, what's your name?" Hua Simu glanced up and remembered.
The little ghost licked another bite of the lollipop and replied, "Back to the ghost demon Niangniang, my name is Gong Lele." β
"Xiaole, you can just call me Sister Hua. β
Hua Simu and Xiaole were talking, while burying their heads in the drawings and flowing smoothly.
The imp leaned over to see what was on the paper.
Before he could see the content on the paper, the little ghost rolled his eyes and fell stiffly.
The lollipop fell to the ground and got dirt on it.
But Hua Simu was taken aback, what is the situation?!!
Frightened to frightened, Hua Simu immediately took the pulse of the little ghost, and his face was serious.
If the ghost does not go to the underworld to be reincarnated and dies again in the human world, his soul will be scattered and turned into ashes, and there will be no such person in heaven and earth.
The other ghosts also gathered around, and those who knew his situation said, "Xiaole will wake up later, he died suddenly while reading a book, so he can't read the text, and he will faint when he sees it." β
Hua Simu breathed a sigh of relief, and her pulse seemed to be the same.
The ghosts leaned Xiaole against the trunk of the tree to make him comfortable.
......
"Okay, I've drawn these too, you can divide them equally. Hua Simu shook his hand and moved his neck.
The ghosts took a look, it was the ghost demon Niangniang's hand-drawn dark money, and the name of the ghost medicine Niangniang's dragon flying phoenix dance was on it.
The ghosts looked at each other for a moment.
The eldest of the ghosts handed the money back to Hua Simu, and said with sincere fear, "Ghost and demon Niangniang, the little ones are still angry, and they don't want to go to the underworld yet. β
This money can only be used in the underworld, and the ghost demon Niangniang wants to send them to the underworld now.
How can they go now, and how can they go?!
"When did I say I'm going to send you away now?" Hua Simu raised an eyebrow.
"What about this?" the old man bent down and handed the coin to Hua Simu.
"You will use this when you go to Hades in the future, I'm afraid I'll forget about it when the time comes.
In the future, you will go to Hades to have a good meal, freshen up and get dressed before you can go on the road with peace of mind.
You don't have anyone to burn paper money for you in this forest, I just happened to have nothing to do today, so I'll give it to you first, although I drew it, but it has my name on it, and the underworld will receive it. Hua Simu understood their concerns and patiently explained them to them.
"Thank you, Ghost Demon Niang! The ghosts knelt down in unison to thank them.
This money has the breath of ghosts and demons on it, which can ensure that they don't get lost on the road to Huangquan, enter reincarnation as soon as possible, and be blessed in the next life.
They have received this honor, how can they be?
"Alright, get up. Hua Simu raised his hands up, which was a flat gesture.
The ghosts stood up, their eyes suddenly changed, and they were a little more panicked and panicked, "Ghost and demon Niangniang, there is a powerful aura approaching, we can't bear it, so let's retreat first." β
A group of ghosts set up Gong Lele, who was sitting on the book, and disappeared together in an instant, and ...... A bunch of snacks in a bag.
"Hmmβthat's really fast. Hua Simu stood in place and sighed.
The fallen leaves on the ground were swept up by the wind and sprinkled in the air.
Hua Simu turned around and looked at the comer.
As expected, the person who came was Han Mo, who was staring at her, with neat short hair, a straight figure, and a black windbreaker jacket in his hand.
Martin's boots made a tiny clatter on fallen leaves.
The two of them stood facing each other, surrounded by straight tree trunks, and the falling leaves were constantly swirling, and it became a beautiful painting.
......
Seeing that she was fine, the worry in Han Mo's eyes melted into the air, and he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
Xiang Hua Simu took a few steps.
Hua Simu was a little nervous, but she didn't flinch in the slightest, and her chin raised, "What are you doing? If you dare to hit me, you will die." β
The hug just now made Hua Simu feel a little weak.
Han Mo stood still in front of her, staring at her deeply, Hua Simu's dark eyes staring straight at him.
Han Mo sighed lightly and raised his hands.
Hua Simu reflexively shrunk back.
A heavy, fresh mint windbreaker coat draped over her shoulders, unexpectedly warm.
Autumn is a season of romance.
A lot of legends start this season and unfold in this season.
They are no exception......