Chapter 51: The Starry Sky of the Netherworld
What kind of person is Xiaoying!
Darkness chuckled, slowly chewing on the meaning of this sentence in his heart.
With his friendship with Phantom Rin, he had naturally heard of the three masters who lived in Phantom City, and he still remembered that when Phantom Rin first talked to him about the teahouse, he had hinted at Phantom Rin that it was best to strangle this force before it completely grows.
At that time, Phantom Rin shook his head affirmatively, and only gave one sentence for the reason, there is a small shadow here, as long as she is there, she will never be able to threaten the City Lord's Mansion here.
In the eyes of Phantom Rin, no, to be precise, in the eyes of all the magicians in the Seven Cities who know the Young Master of Shadow, Xiaoying is a time bomb, because she is the founder of this room, but her danger will definitely not explode, because of her lazy personality.
There is no good or bad in her, some are just casual.
But because she is such a person, the dark ghost does not want to go to her.
With the last half of the acacia brewed in hand, the Netherworld left the tavern, and although the sky of Netherworld was still cloudy, the showers had stopped.
As he walked aimlessly, looking at the people around him with different emotions, he suddenly thought that if he hadn't sat in the position of the city lord, he might have been able to pursue the kind of freedom that he admired for the three lords here.
In his thoughts, time slipped away quietly, and in this unique city, you can't see the sun setting, but you can better taste the night.
Looking up at the sky, the thick dark clouds were parting, and a smile crossed the corner of his lips: "It seems that tonight is another night with a starry sky." β
After getting Xiaoying's permission, Xiao Xun happily held a jar of acacia brew everywhere to look for children, but the old man was not at home, and there was no small house in the huge house, so after looking for a long time, she finally returned in vain.
Seeing the chuckle on Xiaoying's lips, she yelled angrily: "You can look for it too, you know that sitting here and waiting, it's really lazy." β
"Xiao Xun, I never deny that I'm lazy, but." Xiaoying pointed in the direction behind Xiao Xun, and said in a serious voice: "Rather than you being tired and tired and can't find anyone, it's better for me to be lazy and wait for the answer to be sent to the door." β
After Xiaoying's reminder, Xiao Xun keenly felt the strangeness behind him, and quickly turned around, and the little chef who had brought them to serve the food before was walking towards them with a few plates of pastries.
"It's you!" Xiao Xun greeted the little master with a little surprise, and wanted to grab him and immediately ask about the child's whereabouts, but after his eyes came into contact with the pastries on the plate, all his attention shifted to the pastries.
Seeing that Xiao Xun couldn't wait for the little master to put down the pastry, he took it and tasted it directly, and Xiao Ying continued to hold the back of his hand against his forehead with a headache.
"Do you have a headache? These pastries are made with special ingredients, so eating more of them is good for your body. The little master ignored Xiao Xun's eagerness for the pastry, and directly approached Xiaoying with the pastry, and thoughtfully placed the pastry within Xiaoying's reach.
Xiao Xun protested dissatisfiedly, but because of the little master's ignorance, the protest was ineffective.
Compromised and sat down next to Xiaoying, seeing that Xiaoying didn't taste the pastry, Xiaoxun praised her in the bottom of his heart, but he didn't finish the pastry in his hand to "destroy the corpse".
"My name is Mu Zige, I am a good friend of the little ghost, and I won't poison the pastry, don't worry." Thinking that Xiaoying didn't eat it, it was because he was afraid of the poison in the pastry, and the little master explained with a smile.
There is a kind of magic in his smile, Xiaoying can't tell where that magic comes from, but she clearly knows that there is tenderness at the end of that magic, but the final place of that gentleness is Xiao Xun beside her.
looked at Mu Zige thoughtfully, and then looked at Xiao Xun, who was immersed in eating, Xiao Ying quipped: "Xiao Xun, you don't have to eat in such a hurry, if you really like this kind of pastry, you can let Mu Zige make it for you." β
"Really?" Attracted by Xiaoying's words, Xiaoxun looked away from the pastry with difficulty.
The glass-like eyes finally fell on Mu Zige, and after glancing at her, Mu Zige quickly lowered his head, and the suspicious crimson on the earlobe attracted Xiao Xun's attention.
"You like me!" It's not a question, it's a certainty.
With a bang, Mu Zige's entire face turned red.
In fact, he himself didn't know what was going on, obviously he had only seen Xiao Xun when he was serving food today, and at that time, Xiao Xun's gobbling up posture was really indescribable, but he felt that she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life.
Xiaoying has always known that Xiao Xun's thinking is different from that of ordinary children, and now she has really discovered that her thinking is more mature than that of an adult like her.
got up and walked to Mu Zige's side, Xiaoying patted him on the shoulder sympathetically, and kindly persuaded: "If one day, she stretches out her hand to you, you'd better not go with her." β
"For ...... Why? "Mu Zige is puzzled, aren't Xiaoying and Xiaoxun friends? Why does Xiaoying still look very hateful about Xiaoxun.
"If I have to ask why, I can only say that going with her will definitely not end well."
Laughing at Mu Zige's reaction, Xiao Xun didn't open her mouth to refute Xiao Ying, she actually knew better than Xiao Ying that she had chosen a path that would not be easy to take, and on that road, she might do whatever it took to succeed, so the people who followed her would definitely not have good results.
Mu Zige is not Xiao Xun, he is still just a child, what Xiao Ying said is too complicated in his opinion, and he can only simply understand that it will be dangerous to follow Xiao Xun.
But danger is not a problem, he is still young now, and has enough time to learn the skills to be able to stand in the Seven Cities, but before that, he needs to tell Xiao Xun: "Remember my name, my name is Mu Zige, and when you think of me in the future, if you find me and stretch out your hand to me, I will definitely follow you." β
His determined gaze silenced Xiaoying, and he turned to look at Xiao Xun, hoping that she would give an affirmative answer, only to find that her gaze had moved to the pastry again at some point.
Sighing helplessly, continuing the coldness on the back of his hand to relieve the headache, Xiaoying finally thought of asking the right thing: "You should know where the little ghost is." β
"Hmm." Mu Zige nodded.
Hearing this, Xiao Xun stuffed all the remaining pastries into his mouth, then got up and walked to Mu Zige's side, and rudely dragged him out of the house.
Finally swallowed all the pastries into his stomach, took the tea that Mu Zige brought out of nowhere and drank it all, Xiao Xun gasped and ordered: "Take me to him." β
"Hmm." Nodding excitedly, Mu Zige led Xiao Xun straight to the place where the child was.
Glancing at the acacia brew that Xiao Xun forgot to bring, Xiaoying reached out and lifted it, leisurely chasing them to find the child.
The night was deep, and the body of the resentful spirit did not feel it, but Xiaoying's special body clearly felt that the cool breeze in this boring night was really cold.
When she couldn't help but shiver, the Book of the Dead bloomed with a faint light, because it was black, in the night of the same color, the little shadow could not be noticed, but the person in the muddy place found out about this matter through the judge Zhu Pen.
"Looks like you're almost there." Muttering to himself, he chuckled softly.
Originally, he thought that Qianji was in the Netherworld City, as long as Xiaoying entered the city, he could temporarily leave his current position, and after entering the city, he found that his cognition was wrong, fortunately, Qianji came not too late, otherwise he would definitely find a way to make him miss it again.
Completely unaware of the thoughts of the person in the turbidity, Xiaoying chased Xiaoxun and Mu Zige to climb onto a certain roof, and the child had already discovered Xiaoxun, because Xiaoxun didn't bring good wine, he blocked Xiaoxun's action to enjoy the food everywhere.
"Good wine goes with good food, good food naturally goes with good wine, you don't bring wine, don't want to eat my food."
"However, there are still many dishes, and Xiaoying will bring the wine soon."
"I won't believe you." The child snorted and raised his head firmly.
However, in the gap between his head and his head, Xiao Xun successfully stole a mouthful of food.
Smug at the child and grimacing, Xiao Xun keenly sensed the arrival of Xiaoying, and before the child got angry, she hurriedly ran to Xiaoying.
snatched the acacia brew in Xiaoying's hand, Xiao Xun quickly returned to the food, and ordered Mu Zige noisily: "Go to the kitchen to prepare a few more good dishes, I will not get drunk today." β
Without any rebuttal, Mu Zige ran to the kitchen obediently, looking at his back, Xiaoying suddenly felt blurred.
Once upon a time, there was such a back in front of me, the same loneliness, the same courage.
She reached out to grab the back of the fading figure, but when she waved her hand, all she could catch was air.
With a light sigh, she inadvertently looked up and saw the starry sky, she opened her mouth in surprise, and many words finally turned into a smile.
I don't know when, the child has already made a truce with Xiao Xun, so he walked to Xiao Ying's side: "What's the matter, the starry sky in Netherworld is beautiful." β
"Hmm." Nodding without hesitation.
In the days when she was lying on the stone tablet in the cemetery, Xiaoying had seen the starry sky many times, but she had never wanted to keep the starry sky in her heart like today, and then describe it to someone she had not been able to see.
"Among the seven cities, only the starry sky of Netherworld is the most beautiful, and it is your honor to be able to see it." The child said proudly.
Glancing at him strangely, Xiaoying suddenly asked an inappropriate question: "Mu Zige is not a ghost, right?" β
"You got it?" The child blinked, suggesting that Shadow should not mention the person too much.
Nodding in understanding, Xiaoying raised his head again, his usually static thinking, and once again rotated at high speed, and his dark eyes reflected the starry sky at the same time, but also reflected a vague figure.
"I can feel that you're sentimental." The child looked up at Xiaoying's cute face: "But instead of being sentimental under such a beautiful starry sky, it is better to get drunk with the wine jar in your hand." β
Shaking his head with a headache, Xiaoying looked at Xiaoying strangely, and then said seriously: "You and Xiaoxun, no matter how you look at it, are both children, but what you say is much more mature than me." β
"That's naΓ―ve for you." The child waved his hand and gave a merciless evaluation.