At dawn, the little boy and many of them spent the first night in peace.

The little boy opened his aching eyes and carefully stretched out his stiff hands and feet.

Out of vigilance, he didn't sleep much last night, and his nerves remained tense all the time.

Who can guarantee that these ghosts will not suddenly appear in the middle of the night to attack him and haunt him, as the previous ghosts did?

Standing up with his hands on his numb knees, the little boy walked lightly towards the door without alarming the ghosts.

The temple was quiet, and the ghosts were resting on the beams and corners of the house.

In the corner to the left of the doorway, many people are emptying their brains with their eyes closed.

No way, as a ghost, you don't need to sleep. But she has a psychological shadow about staying up late, so every day when the hour comes, she still closes her eyes and gives her brain a break.

The little boy walked to the door, pulled the deadbolt, and the wooden door, which had fallen into disrepair, was pulled open with a "creaking" sound.

Many of them moved their eyelids, and most of their empty attention was pulled back.

Then, Duoduo heard the footsteps of the little boy, and then gradually faded until he could no longer be heard.

He's gone.

Duoduo didn't plan to wake up, just rubbed his head against the wall, as if he was lying on a soft quilt.

Soon after the little boy left, many people lazily opened their eyes and yawned.

"Hah-"

She put her hands around her neck and spun around twice in disobedience.

Afterwards, many many dantian took a deep breath and used the voice of the roar of the lion in Hedong to provide wake-up services for the ghosts: "Get up!

Qingdou, who was closest to Duoduo, shook suddenly, his attention was quickly pulled back, he plucked out his ears, and secretly slandered himself, he was still not used to this so-called wake-up service.

Many duo clapped their palms: "Come on, come on, it's time for us to square dance!"

The sound of rustling resounded in the temple, mixed with some complaints.

But complaining is complaining, and they are still very quickly lined up.

Ghosts are boring, long days, how to pass the time without square dancing?

When a ghost noticed that the little boy was missing, he asked Duoduo, "What about the child?"

Many people don't care: "It's gone." ”

Qing Dou looked disappointed, how could he finally see someone, but he left one night?

On the other side, the little boy who had left the temple was walking towards the only mountain forest around the temple with the vague memory in his mind.

After walking around for half an hour, the little boy finally came to the foot of the mountain.

He looked at the almost uninhabited mountains and forests, and moistened his withered, skinny lips with the tip of his tongue.

He hadn't eaten for a day and a night, and now his stomach was aching from hunger, and his steps were starting to ache.

This mountain forest, his grandfather once brought him here, and he also knew that there were some wild fruits on the mountain that could fill his stomach.

He wanted to pick wild fruits to eat.

The little boy picked up a dead branch as a crutch, brushed aside the waist-high weeds next to him, and walked step by step along the rugged path towards the mountain forest, until his figure was completely submerged in the forest.

......

When the distant sunset converged the last ray of light, the little boy who entered the mountain forest was chewing the wild fruits in his mouth, and in his arms, three wild fruits were hidden.

I ate three fruits today, and the remaining three fruits can be eaten again tomorrow, the little boy thought with the corners of his mouth curled.

Carefully guarding the fruit in his arms, the little boy turned back when he came and went.

Xu felt lucky enough, and along the way, his eyes were full of joy, completely forgetting the embarrassment he had just fallen from the tree.

In the middle of the moon, he was almost at the temple. Before he could get closer, he heard a burst of voices coming from the temple.

In the temple, many people are telling the story of the mermaid to the ghosts. With exaggerated body movements and rich expressions, the whole person looks particularly excited.

"And then and then ......"

"Did the mermaid turn into legs......

In the face of the eager gaze of the ghosts, many but unfathomable smiles.

Halfway through, she coughed twice: "Ahem, uh...... If you know what's going on, and listen to the next breakdown—"

Ghosts: "Ahhh

Liu Luan was sneering: "Duoduo, you hang our appetite every time." ”

Qing Dou also rolled his eyes.

Many of them smiled and did not speak. She just likes the way they are tickling, telling stories, how boring it is to tell it all at once, how can the audience do it without curiosity?

Outside the door, the little boy listened to the laughter of the ghosts, and suddenly felt that as long as he pushed the door open, he could be in the crowd, as an ordinary person living in the crowd.

After his grandfather's death, the people in the city thought he was unlucky and didn't want to get close to him.

Every time I saw him, it was like seeing something dirty, and I hurriedly avoided it, even if I was smiling a second ago.

However, he was only able to see ghosts, and he did not bring disaster to people or harm people, so why should he be so disgusted with him?

He couldn't figure it out.

The little boy pursed his lips and silently pushed open the door, the joy in his eyes vanishing.

Sure enough, the moment he pushed the door open, the noise in the temple disappeared as if the pause button had been pressed.

There was a hint of darkness in the little boy's eyes, and he turned his head and walked towards the corner where he had been yesterday.

This is true of people, and so are ghosts. They all loathe him.

Many of them looked at each other, completely unexpecting him to return.

Many thought that he would only come in for a night of rest because he didn't know it.

According to the description in the book, this is a well-known ghost temple! From 90-year-old women and children to 3-year-old children, anyone who carries it will know that this place cannot be approached casually, and it is impossible for him not to know it.

But is he going to stay here now?

"Isn't this mortal gone? Why is he coming back again?

Many of them nodded in agreement, and they were really bold.

"Looking at him, he seems to be a poor man, otherwise how could he live in such a place. ”

"It's just that the family doesn't know what the situation is, so that a child can live in such a place. ”

"Iniquity......

Duoduo frowned secretly, his eyes fell on the little boy's thin clothes, and his mood was a little complicated.

The old ghost reminded loudly: "Alas, getting close to him will damage his longevity, we have to avoid him!"

"Ah, isn't that inconvenient when it's floating?"

"I'm not embarrassed to scratch my back in front of him. "There was a male ghost who was very shy.

Many: "......?" complicated feelings are gone.

Many of them secretly slandered themselves, anyway, he couldn't see us, what should we do, just don't get close to him.

But......

Duoduo continued to look at the little boy in the corner, did this baby go to drill the grass? Why is there so much grass on his body, and there seem to be bruises on his palms, don't his parents care about him? How unsafe it is for a person to come to this kind of ghost temple, is it really ......

Many people were babbling in their hearts, and the more they thought about it, the more they didn't feel good in their hearts, and they didn't plan to continue listening, so they found a beam and prepared to close their eyes and recuperate.

The ghosts in the temple muttered a few more words, and then they felt bored, and they also looked for a place to be in a daze one after another.

The temple returned to calm.