"Don't move!"

Just as I was about to step into the circle of the lonely grave where Bing Cuo Ling was, an old voice sounded in the woods behind me.

Hearing this sudden movement, I was already nervous and was immediately scared out of a white sweat:

"Who!"

I subconsciously stopped in front of Bing Culin, turned around sharply, and shouted at the woods behind me.

"Kiln ......"

Before my roar had passed, there was a soft sound of feet on the grass from the depths of the woods—and with this sound the old voice sounded again:

"Luo Shen is originally an immortal family, just for the common people to fall into Biqiu. Not afraid of the red dust and a thousand evils, always keep mercy and harmony in your heart...... Hehe, Luo and the girl, I haven't seen each other for nineteen years, I can't imagine that you have grown to such a point, not bad, not bad......"

Hearing the old man's voice, I was slightly relieved at first—because listening to the old man's words and tone, he probably didn't want to harm me...... But then, I was full of doubts: what kind of ghost Luo Shen was originally from the fairy family? What kind of ghost I haven't seen for 19 years? Could it be that this old man who "hasn't seen his person, heard his voice first...... Recognize me?

Thinking of this, my vigilance in my heart was slightly lowered, but in the middle of the night, surrounded by lonely graves, I still felt a little uneasy—God knows if this old man was a human or a ghost.

The old man's voice lingered in the empty forest for a long time, and just as the aftermath was near, I vaguely saw a rickety figure gradually walking out of the forest in front of me......

Looking at the rickety figure getting closer and closer, I subconsciously swallowed my saliva, and retreated slightly in front of Bing Cuo Ling, my eyes staring at the figure that I didn't know if it was a person or a ghost, and I didn't dare to blink for a moment, just when I was extremely nervous, the familiar voice of Bing Cu Ling suddenly came from behind me:

"Are you finally willing to come out?"

Hearing that Bing Ling woke up, I quickly looked back at him—at this time. He had risen from the ground, the buttons of his shirt had been re-buttoned, and his slender fingers brushed the corners of his mouth, wiping away the blackened blood.

Looking at his already fair face. At this moment, it was even paler, and my heart ached slightly—I didn't know what this guy had been through, and he could be so embarrassed. Just as I was silently thinking in my heart, Bing Cube Ling stepped out and blocked in front of me. He stared at the figure of the rickety old man with a frown.

As I saw him staggering out of the shadows of the woods, I finally saw the old man—it was an ordinary-looking old man: he was dressed in a linen robe, carrying a wooden crutch, and a pair of very ordinary black cloth shoes, and his figure was neither fat nor thin, and his hair had all turned white. However, to my slight surprise, although the old man's skin was wrinkled and his body was a little rickety, his complexion was not the dark yellow of the old dragon, but a very healthy wheat color.

At this time. The old man also stopped in front of me and Bing Cu Ling, holding a crutch in one hand and behind him with the other, a pair of indifferent eyes staring at the two of us quietly, looking into his eyes, my breathing paused-

I can't describe how calm and indifferent the old man's eyes are, in short, it makes people look at him, as if he has forgotten the trajectory of time - different from the eyes of Bing Cu Ling, which does not eat the fireworks of the world, the old man's eyes are more like the kind of life that has gone through all kinds of situations. And the tranquility and vicissitudes that precipitate.

Just when I was carefully looking at the seemingly ordinary, but actually story-telling old man in front of me, I stood on Bing Cube Ling and suddenly said in a cold voice:

"It's ...... you"

Hearing the ice cube, Ling Na suddenly spoke. My gaze instantly bounced from the old man's body to Bing Cu Ling's face. I looked at Bing Cube Ling Na with a surprised face, and my heart began to roar uncontrollably: Damn! Is this guy a goblin? No matter where he goes, he knows those strange people...... Moreover, these old acquaintances of his are not young! I used to play mahjong with people full-time in the old cadre activity room?

Just when I was extremely crazy in my heart, the old man standing in front of us smiled, looked at Bing Cu Ling quietly with eyes like ancient wells, and said lightly:

"Young Master Ling, don't come unharmed. ”

Bing Cuo Ling looked at the old man, nodded slightly, and said again in a cold voice:

"Are you here looking for her?"

I saw that the old man glanced at me standing behind Bing Cu Ling, and then slowly nodded and said to Bing Cu Ling:

"Exactly. ”

Standing beside them, listening to their inexplicable conversation, I couldn't help but feel a little confused by the second monk -- especially when the old man said that he was coming to me, I wondered for a while: According to international practice, shouldn't this old man come to find Bing Cube Ling? Why did he suddenly say that he was coming to me? Besides, I don't know this old man? What is he doing when he comes to me?......

Just when I was confused, Bing Cuo Ling turned around and said coldly to me, who was still thinking, "You go with him, he will have something important to tell you." ”

"Uh...... "I was first taken aback by the sudden movement, and then I was completely shocked by his words: "What did you say......? He is leaving?" I looked at Bing Cuo Ling's expressionless face very unhappily, and a trace of anger suddenly ignited in my heart, I glared at Bing Cu Ling, sharpened my voice, and said loudly: "I don't know him! Why do you want me to go with him!"

Seeing me so excited, Bing Cu Ling was probably used to it, so he just pursed his lips and looked at me quietly, his deep eyes were still full of undoubtedness.

I looked at him as if I was going to listen to him, and I was even more angry in my heart - but somehow, I just couldn't do anything about Bing Cube Ling, although anger was anger, anger was anger, but in the end, it was still me who compromised.

"Ahem—"

Just when I looked at Bing Cuo Ling and made the last meaningless resistance, the old man standing on the side may not be able to see it, he cleared his throat, and Bing Cuo Ling and I heard the movement, and we both subconsciously looked at him - the old man saw that we finally stopped looking at Mai Mang just now, sighed slightly, shook his head and said with a smile: "Young man, it's a ...... of fire."

Then his innocent eyes turned to me—and after giving me a deep look, he walked up to me on crutches, and smiled at me—with a kind look on his face:

"Hehe, little girl, when you were in your infancy, I didn't see that your temper was so big, old man. ”

Looking at his kind smile and hearing his quip, my old face turned red, and most of my anger disappeared at once. My tense face relaxed a little, and after hesitating a little in my heart, I said to the old man with some hesitation:

"You...... Know me?"

When the old man heard my question, he laughed:

"Haha, you girl, if I don't recognize you, will I still come to you, old man?...... Don't say you recognize it, even your name was chosen by me by the old man. ”

"Huh?"

Hearing the old man's laughter, I was stunned and stammered, "Wait...... You, what do you say? My name...... You took it?"

The old man looked at me with a smile, his eyes were full of doting, as if he was caught in a memory, and after a while, he nodded slowly: "Yes...... Do you remember the poem I just read to you?...... Luo Shen was originally owned by the immortal family, just for the common people to fall into Biqiu. Not afraid of the red dust and a thousand evils, always keep mercy and harmony in your heart—and your name is the word that the old man and I, from this poem, choose for you. ”

Luo Shen was originally owned by the immortal family, just for the common people to fall into Biqiu. Not afraid of the red dust and a thousand evils, always keep mercy and harmony in your heart......

I silently read this poem in my heart, but I was still a little confused:

What exactly is this poem...... What does that mean? (To be continued.) )