There is no heaven, no earth, no light, no sound...... Darkness, only endless darkness. Existing in this unknown realm, confusion grows wildly, fear spreads in the heart, through the deep darkness entangles, wraps, and eats away at the only trace of courage that wants to live.

"Don't, don't come here...... I, who am I? Where is this? Don't you ......."

"Brother, don't be afraid, this is home, Xiaoyu is by your side!" A pair of small hands groped in the dark, grabbed Song Xiaopeng, who was surrounded by fear and trembling with his body, and said worriedly, "Are you evil or a strange disease, why have you become more and more frequent recently......

It's just that Mo Xiaoyu hasn't finished speaking.

My brother fainted again!

Mo Xiaoyu was a little helpless.

His elder brother Song Xiaopeng was picked up by himself in the pile of dead people three years ago. Later, in order to survive in this floating world, the two became brother and sister, and since then they have depended on each other for their lives. The siblings made a living by hunting and chopping firewood to change some money.

Although life is a little calmer, I can barely get by.

Occasionally, excess prey can be distributed to neighbors.

It's just that Song Xiaopeng is fine with everything, but he has a strange illness.

Fear of the night.

As soon as he woke up in the dark, he would tremble, sweat, collapse, think confused, not remember anything, and after struggling, he would faint again. Fortunately, when it was dawn, everything was normal when I woke up. However, I don't have the slightest impression of what happened at night.

Mo Xiaoyu sighed for a moment, and had to fumble for the futon to cover him.

Song Xiaopeng just fainted, not as usual, without any consciousness. At this moment, he entered a magical place.

There dissolves the moonlight, and the jade trees are full of flowers, like red clouds......

What the hell is this place?

It's like a dream!

Looks like it's the second time I've been here.

Coming back to his senses, Song Xiaopeng couldn't help touching the leaf marks on his arm.

Because of the strange leaf mark on his arm, it turned out that it was the first time he entered here inexplicably, and was left by a moonlight streamer, and it was not born!

At that time, the streamer left a strange leaf mark on his arm, giving him a skill - quick reaction.

Although he would wake up and forget everything that had happened to him in this magical place, the skills fed back to him by the leaf imprint were innately the same, and became an instinctive reaction.

This is also all the time, others don't necessarily hit the prey every day, and Song Xiaopeng rarely misses the prey.

All this, now coming here, can be regarded as solving the doubts he has always had in his heart.

Thinking of this, Song Xiaopeng couldn't help but look forward to it.

I don't know what I will get by entering this magical place again inexplicably?

Whoosh!

Just when Song Xiaopeng was looking forward to it, sure enough, in an instant, three moonlight streamers shot towards him like a meteor catching the moon, directly submerging into the leaf mark on his arm.

Then, without any suspense, just like the first time, I fainted directly and lost consciousness.

......

......

"Brother, how can you leave Xiaoyu, didn't you say that you would always accompany Xiaoyu? You are indeed a short-lived ghost as they say. At the beginning, Xiaoyu shouldn't have saved you in the first place, not to mention wasting so much cloth when you were alive, and you had to occupy a coffin when you died......"

I don't know how long it took, Song Xiaopeng regained consciousness, and vaguely, he heard a familiar voice, which was worrying at first glance, but when he heard Song Xiaopeng, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Short-lived ghosts, wasting fabrics, occupying coffins?

Scold yourself for living and occupying the clothes and cloth dead, and occupying the coffin!

Forget what others say.

But I'm your brother!

Did anyone curse his brother like this?

You don't have to be so cruel to joke!

I'm not afraid of curses, your brother and I have really become short-lived ghosts?

Song Xiaopeng couldn't cry or laugh a little, and opened his eyes, but as soon as he wanted to speak, he found that something was wrong.

I was in a dark space, unable to speak, unable to move.

Evil?

Or are you stunned?

Song Xiaopeng was completely dumbfounded.

But before he could figure out what was going on, the sound of conversation outside interrupted his thoughts, causing him to petrify on the spot.

"Hey, Xiaoyu girl, don't cry, let's mourn and change, the third uncle helped seal your brother Xiaopeng's coffin, it's really a creation......" The third uncle is a person who is missing a leg, and he has not received the favor of his brother and sister on weekdays, looking at this eleven or twelve-year-old girl at this moment, he shook his head and sighed.

Most of the people in the Raven Village fled three years ago, most of them are old, weak, sick and disabled, and many people in the village have received the favor of their brothers and sisters, and he is one of them.

"Dead? really short-lived...... What's the situation?" Song Xiaopeng was struck by lightning, and his whole person was not good, from the conversation outside, he suddenly understood why his sister Mo Xiaoyu was so angry just now, and if he felt it carefully, he was not in the coffin!

"Third uncle, my brother is really ......" Mo Xiaoyu's whole person lost his former look, his eyes were hollow, his eyes were red, and he was a little edema, and he hadn't closed his eyes for three days.

"Silly girl, it's been three days, can you still deceive the corpse and resurrect the soul?" Shaking his head, the third uncle sighed, picked up the hammer, and walked to the coffin.

Bang bang bang!

The sound of a hammer smashing rivets came, and Song Xiaopeng's heart was like ashes.

Finished!

It's completely over!

I was buried alive if I didn't die!

It's not enough to be buried alive, it's also riveted!

The treatment of short-lived ghosts......

Just when Mo Xiaoyu was holding back tears and looking at the third uncle helping his brother nail the rivets, a woman in her thirties, wearing a bright red dress, with a plump figure like a ripe peach, and a somewhat bewitching woman walked in.

Grandma Wang, no one knows what her real name is, but she is a celebrity in the village. A person who is a matchmaker and a goddess. According to her own words, she is a person who understands the gods, and can help people turn evil into good fortune and bless people with peace.

On weekdays, Grandma Wang makes a living by this means, and most of the people in the village are not very educated, and they are in awe of her.

Song Xiaopeng's brother and sister are not interested in her. This Wang Grandma is glamorous on the surface, but secretly she hooks up with some famous men in the neighboring villages, and when she is a goddess to invite God, there are always people who stand up at the critical moment and sing and make money with her.

Looking at Mo Xiaoyu in a white linen dress, Grandma Wang smiled and said: "Xiaoyu girl, I heard that your brother died, it was really a short-lived life! I calculated it before, he didn't live to be twenty years old, but I didn't expect that he should be dissatisfied at the age of sixteen! I knew that I was leaking the secret of heaven, and I would tell you brothers and sisters." Perhaps in this way, he can avoid this catastrophe and live a few more years. However, people die like lights go out, but fortunately, with you, the sister who cares about him, there can still be a coffin when he dies, and it is not in vain to come to the world for a while!"

"Lady Wang, what are you doing here?" Mo Xiaoyu frowned, with a cold face, showing no mercy, and asked sharply, "Still wearing a red dress, are you here with my brother?"

"Hey, you little hoof...... The dead girl is a piece of film, but she looks like she is very smart, but she has a sharp mouth, and she has blasphemed me, so she is not afraid of the retribution of the gods?"

"Bah, blaspheming you?retribution by the gods?" Mo Xiaoyu sneered, "Why don't you find a clear water puddle to take a photo?" Goddess Wang, I don't have the money to cheat you, you are not welcome here, today is the day of my brother's funeral, please leave." ”

"Tsk, look at what you girl said, as the saying goes, don't hit the smiling person, your brother is dead, I see you alone, kindly come to help you give your brother a lively send-off, you are good, kindly be a donkey's liver and lungs, say some cool words, it's really angry with me!" Grandma Wang said angrily, "Okay, since you don't welcome me, then I'll explain my intentions!"

"Hmph, if you have something to say, let it go!" Mo Xiaoyu sneered.

"Well, I don't know what to do, I'm blind. Grandma Wang snorted and said straight to the point, "The old man of the Zhang family owes me three hundred yuan, and I will ask for the debt, and he said that he will not pay me back until you repay the money for the coffin." Later, he said that you just owe her 300 coffin fees, and we are from another village, so let me ask you directly. No, this is an IOU, look at it!"

"I'll give it to you in three days!" Mo Xiaoyu took the IOU and glanced at it, and said.

"You won't run away, will you?" Grandma Wang is such a shrewd person, looking at Mo Xiaoyu's eyes and dodging her eyes, she said it in front of everyone.

"Runaway...... "Oh, Mo Xiaoyu really thought like this, I didn't expect this annoying Wang Shenpo to actually understand her intentions, but where would she admit it, she still said with a cold face, "If you can run a monk, you can still run a temple?

"This?"

"What do you want?" Looking at what Goddess Wang wanted to say, Mo Xiaoyu said first, "I told Uncle Zhang that I will return him in three days, if you don't believe me, then you will continue to look for Uncle Zhang to go." ”

"Heh, Xiaoyu ......" Looking at Mo Xiaoyu is still so rigid, Grandma Wang is secretly anxious, in fact, she came this time, cheating money and asking for money is secondary, mainly for Mo Xiaoyu, because Song Xiaopeng was a ruthless person before, she didn't dare, now this short-lived ghost is dead, where can I find such a good opportunity, if someone else is late, it will be worth the loss, this is a smart girl, "Xiaoyu, Grandma actually has a compromise solution, if you agree, don't say three days, this money will be no problem in a year or two years." ”

Hearing this, Mo Xiaoyu's expression was vigilant and became cold.

However, after glancing at the house, although the house was surrounded by walls, at least it could shelter from the wind and rain, Mo Xiaoyu couldn't help but endure it and asked, "What is the compromise?"

Seeing that Mo Xiaoyu's expression changed a few times, and finally eased up, Grandma Wang was overjoyed, and immediately walked over with a smile, as if she had forgotten all the unhappiness with Mo Xiaoyu, and she couldn't be kind.

"Xiaoyu, you are not young now, you are twelve years old, you are thirteen years old, and it is time to find a mother-in-law. Or Grandma will be a matchmaker and find you a mother-in-law's house, the village chief's house in the next village, but it's a good family, you see that your brother, a short-lived ghost, is now dying and dying. But what are you going to do in the future, you still have to live your life, don't you?

"Stupid son of the landlord's family, this is the main purpose of your coming today, right?" Hearing this, Mo Xiaoyu's chest trembled violently, and he was so angry that he went crazy on the spot, "Lady Wang, why don't you marry yourself! Please leave here mellow immediately." In addition, if you ask for money, you will get it in three days!"

Song Xiaopeng, who was in the coffin, heard the conversation outside word for word, his heart was tormented, he was so anxious that he couldn't do it, he had just 'died', and this Wang Grandma was the first to fight her sister's idea.

This sister of mine is too rigid in character, and it was nothing to have herself by her side in the past, but now that she is 'dead', her character is not a good thing, and it is easy to suffer.

God, will you let me speak, don't play with me like this?

Song Xiaopeng, who was lying in the coffin, shouted in his heart.