Huanlin thought about it and couldn't figure it out.

She's not a sparrow who likes to get tangled. Since she couldn't figure it out, she simply didn't want to think about it, shook her hand and turned around, and went down the stairs with a knock.

She stayed by Shen Yuli's side, originally mostly to avoid ghosts. Now that Shen Yuli lets her sleep outside, she can't prevent ghosts, if she still listens to him honestly, then she is stupid!

Huan Lin thought that he was not stupid, so he left the small courtyard of Tingshui Xuan without hesitation, and continued to walk out.

Shen Yuli's ear power is good, the little eunuch kept spinning in circles outside the door, sighing and even stretching out his hand to push the door, he could hear it all.

He had mixed feelings. Hatred, chagrin, rejoicing, self-loathing...... The mess made him so distracted that he couldn't sit still, so he could only continue to walk around behind the door.

Later, I heard the footsteps of the little eunuch getting farther and farther away, and finally I couldn't hear it at all.

This is...... Let's go?

Shen Yuli suddenly felt very uncomfortable in his heart, and couldn't help but open the latch again, and even carefully opened the door a crack.

Then he heard footsteps getting closer and closer, and finally slammed straight into the door, and burst in with a thud.

"Wow, that's scared me to death—" The cry around the forest was earth-shattering, "There's a hanged ghost outside, with his tongue so long that his eyes are about to fall out......"

Shen Yuli took two steps back and looked at her coldly.

Huanlin failed to get into his arms, so he had to sit on the ground and wipe his tears: "Why am I so unlucky, I meet a ghost as soon as I go out...... Shen Yu, don't drive me away, okay? You don't know those ghosts are really scary! ”

"Are you done?" Shen Yuli's face was even more ugly than before, and he even showed a sneer.

"I'll go out when I'm done," his voice was so low that I won't trust you anymore. ”

Huan Lin was stunned, hiccuped and forcibly suppressed his crying, and raised his head to look at him in a daze.

Shen Yuli pointed to the door: "Go out." ”

Huan Lin looked in the direction of his finger, and saw the hanged man sticking his tongue out against the crack in the door and looking into the room, and an eye bulging out of its socket was slapped by itself, and it was put back again.

I don't really have to say anything about this visual effect.

The cry around the forest became louder, earth-shattering: "Woo woo woo, can I not go out?" If you don't have it, you can let me go out at dawn...... The one out there is so ugly! ”

Shen Yuli didn't bother to listen to her crying, his face sank, his hand stretched out, unceremoniously grabbed her by the collar, lifted her up, and threw her out.

She fell to the ground outside the door, and when she looked up, she saw the hanged ghost looking at her with two protruding eyes, and she was so frightened that she screamed wildly, and the whole person spun on the ground like a spinning top that had been deflected.

Not far away, the door slammed shut again, and the sound of the latch clicked and was extremely harsh.

If you hit it again, the two doors won't open. He got up in a hurry around the forest, turned around several times before he found the right direction to run out, and ran down the steps with a bang, crying hoarsely.

There was no movement behind him.

Obviously, no matter how she cried, Shen Yuli didn't plan to care anymore.

This is really not going to be her.

Huan Lin knew that he was alone, so he had to desperately hold back his crying, gritted his teeth and ran wildly.

But it didn't work. When she had to stop when both legs were weak, she turned around and saw that the hanged man was still following her closely, three inches away.

This speed is not much better than that big beauty in red.

So what's the way this hanged man came from? Isn't it another magic ghost?

It was rare for Huan Lin to encounter this kind of thing before, and he was suddenly frightened again, and the whole person shrank into a ball, turning into a round and white ...... Egg.

Ghosts are incorporeal, and they can't do anything to an egg. Rolling around the bones of the forest into the grass and covering himself with a pile of rotten grass leaves, I felt that this was at least more reassuring than maintaining a human form.

But the hanged ghost didn't intend to let her go, and still floated around the grass, making a hoarse and terrifying voice: "Bao'er, you're Bao'er-"

Huanlin was angry and afraid, and the eggshells were almost cracked.

Why is a beauty in red looking for Bao'er everywhere, and this ugly hanged ghost is also looking for Bao'er? In other words, could it be that the great beauty fell into the hands of the Taoist priest and died again, ugly like this, right?

Huan Lin stared nervously at the hanged ghost to make sure that there was no shadow of a big beauty on it, and then he was a little relieved.

But who is Bao'er? Why do they all look for Bao'er one or two, but they all find her head?

She's not a treasure, she's just a sparrow egg with no father and no mother!

Huanlin is aggrieved and jealous, and his heart is not a taste.

The hanged man couldn't hear her heart, and still cried hoarsely around the grass: "Bao'er, you have to help me-"

Hearing this, Huan Lin shuddered again, and couldn't help but scream at a sharp voice: "Don't say that you want to kill the surnamed Shen like that crazy beauty, I can't do this wish, it will damage my merits!" Change one! ”

The hanged man stopped floating, and stopped on the grass and looked at her in a daze.

Huan Lin was used to its ugly face, and his fear faded a little, so he simply changed into a human form again, staring at it with wide eyes: "Hey, you turn your face away, don't face me, I'll promise to help you do things!" Anything but murder and arson! ”

The hanged ghost seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then fluttered and fluttered, and turned around slowly.

Huan Lin didn't expect it to be so well-behaved, and he was stunned for a while.

The hanged man couldn't help it, and confirmed in a dumb voice: "You just said that you promised to help me do things......"

Huan Lin did often promise to help all kinds of little ghosts and demons do something to pass the time, so he agreed very smoothly: "Of course you can, you tell me what you want me to do?" Help you bury your bones? Or do you find something? ”

"Neither!" The hanged ghost's tone suddenly panicked, "Bao'er, Niangniang was captured by them!" There seems to be some magic weapon in the old man's hand, Niangniang can't escape, and it will dissipate in a few days......"

"Mother?" Huan Lin had a bad premonition in his heart, "Is it the one who wears a bright red dress and a phoenix hairpin, which is very beautiful?" ”

The hanged man turned around abruptly, nodding his head with joy on his face, looking very terrifying.

Huan Lin hurriedly fled backwards, letting out a dignified scream: "You, you...... Don't come here! ”

The hanged man stood still, bowing his head and making a very sad look, but this action didn't make it look any better.

Huanlin was deflated, and there was only a stomach of helplessness: "It's very difficult to save people from the hands of Taoist priests!" You should know that I am a monster, and the Taoist priest will catch me when he sees me! Or do you change your wish, such as helping you burn the rope you hanged in the first place, or ......"

"Bao'er!" The hanged ghost interrupted her words, and his voice was as sharp as a needle piercing a person's ear drum: "Niangniang has been captured by that Taoist priest for four days!" ”

So? What about four days? Huanlin didn't understand.

The hanged ghost was obviously very agitated, and kept circling around her, so frightened that Huanlin hurriedly covered his face, for fear that he would see something terrible thrown at her.

Thankfully not. I heard the voice of the hanged man crying out bitterly: "There are still three days left!" Three days to go! If you can't save your mother, you will regret it for the rest of your life! You will regret it for the rest of your life! ”

Huan Lin was so frightened that he covered his ears again, closed his eyes tightly and curled himself up in a ball, pretending to be dead.

What is repentant for life? Why should she be remorseful for the rest of her life? She can't eat delicious food, and she can't find a way to avoid ghosts, so she will regret it for the rest of her life!

None of these ghosts are normal!

Huan Lin scolded in his heart, and when he heard no movement in his ears for a long time, he dared to raise his head tentatively, and then found that the hanged ghost had disappeared.

This is not unusual. The goblins seem to be able to roam with some kind of power, and if that power is used up, they will disappear temporarily.

Just because it's "temporarily gone" doesn't mean that the ghost won't reappear.

Huan Lin silently recited this common sense in his heart, and he was extremely sympathetic to himself.

It's not easy to meet ghosts so many times that you can know all about them. Now she just wants to know, how long can the monster turned into a sparrow egg live? If she lives a long life, will she continue to live with those strange ghosts indefinitely?

When you think about it, you feel hopeless.

Thinking about it again, I felt that I didn't seem to be so desperate before, all because I didn't have to see hell for a few days in Shen Yuli's place, and I made her live a hypocritical life.

It's like a child who originally had nothing, and you give him a piece of candy and then snatch it from his hand, and the child will cry.

Shen Yuli is the mischievous adult, and he is very bad.

The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, and he also lost his temper, feeling that he had to fight for his breath no matter what, and he couldn't let Shen Yuli think that she couldn't live without him.

Therefore, it is imperative to learn not to be afraid of ghosts, and it is best to get used to getting along with ghosts. In this way, the next time she sees Shen Yuli, she can scold him with confidence: "You go farther!" You've scared my ghost friends away! ”

Huan Lin made up his mind, and immediately stood up, looked around at the dark night, and took a bold step.

If you don't go anywhere, just walk around.

Sparrows are afraid of the dark by nature, but she has not been walking at night for a while. In the past, it was because of the urgency of the matter, but now it is to train the courage and force yourself not to be afraid.

Not only does she have to keep her head up and stare wide-eyed to look around for traces of ghosts, but she also has to imagine in her mind the images of hanged ghosts, drowned ghosts, brainless ghosts, and scattered ghosts, and say to herself over and over again, "Don't be afraid, not afraid."

So in the palace late at night, there was a little eunuch who was muttering and walking around, and his steps were very light like a ghost, which was very scary.

A few sparrows who had not slept well heard the movement, poked their heads out from under the eaves to look around, then retracted and whispered in their ears:

"What to do? That egg seems to be nervous! ”

"Alas, the nerves are normal! She hasn't been out of the shell for more than three years, her parents are old and dead, and her nieces have become grandmothers, so she's still an egg, and no one is crazy! ”

"Shhhh Be quiet, no matter how you say it, you are also an elder, you must not be rude! ”

Huanlin couldn't bear it anymore, and jumped on the spot in anger: "Can you be quiet when you say bad things about me!" I'm not deaf yet, okay? ”

There was a sudden silence under the eaves.

……

Listening to the water under the same night sky is also frighteningly quiet.

But it's not because the owner is asleep.

In front of the moonlit window, Shen Yuli stood expressionlessly, his tooth-white robe was wrinkled, and a lot of soup was splashed on the placket and wide sleeves, and there were a few traces of blood, which was extremely ugly.

So at this moment, his whole image looks very depressed, and he is not even as good as when he wore ragged linen before.

After the drum of the third watch, Shen Yuli finally had a little reaction. He walked slowly to the door, hesitated for a long time, and slowly reached out and pulled the latch open.

Then, as if he were learning to write on red paper, he opened the door with the same care and care.

There was only a bleak moonlight outside the door, only the swaying bamboo shadows below, and there was no little eunuch who squeaked like a sparrow.

Haven't come back yet?

It stands to reason that it shouldn't. The boy was afraid of the dark, of ghosts, of snakes, of cats, of owls, and even of large mice...... I'm also afraid of that, how dare you stay outside alone for so long?

Shen Yuli didn't think that little eunuch would have any stubborn temper. A thief who lives by stealing food from the imperial dining room, where can he be stubborn?

However, if it weren't for the sudden stubbornness, why didn't he come back for so long?

Shen Yuli was puzzled, and gradually sulked in his heart: That unconscious minion has to suffer some losses outside to know the benefits!

He slammed the door shut, and slammed the latch back in anger.

But even if he plugged in the door, he couldn't fall asleep again, and sat on the edge of the bed for a long time to sulk, and suddenly got up again and pushed open the back window.

Outside the back window, there is really no view.

In the distance were a clump of vines, a little closer were weeds, a little closer was a miserable white sand, and near the eaves was a row of shallow bunkers that had been dripping from the rain for many years.

Flat and bare, clear and clear.

Shen Yuli turned around and took the candlestick on the table, carefully held it out of the window, and looked carefully at the sand outside.

By candlelight, the sand was covered with sparrows, hares, toads, and paw prints of unclear animals.

There were also two neat rows of cat's paw prints extending from under this window, and continued until they disappeared in the weedy field in the distance.

It looks very lively, but there is no trace of human walking.

People, can they fly? Shen Yuli couldn't help but ask himself in his heart.

That's a ridiculous question. He shook his head and looked up into the distance, and found that the vines and weeds in the backyard were denser than before, and there was really no place for people to settle down and pass.

Shen Yuli's heart was pounding for half the night, and at this moment, it suddenly pounded.

Could it be that he had misheard and read it before?

The little eunuch had always been eccentric, and when his mouth usually honked and honked without stopping, it would make perfect sense to say that he himself was talking to himself in the house.

As for the plain white corner that flashed by the window before—

Shen Yuli looked at the two rows of clear cat's paw prints in opposite directions, and already had the answer in his heart.

He seems to have wronged that little sparrow?

In fact, as a prince, wronging a little eunuch is really not a big deal. But Shen Yuli just felt very uncomfortable in his heart, and there was no way to go to bed with peace of mind.

Then you have to get up and find someone.

He didn't know where Huanlin used to live, and the only place he could think of was the deserted garden in the northwest corner, the abandoned hall where they had lived together for days.

Shen Yuli is not afraid of the dark, and his memory is quite good. Therefore, even at night, he easily returned to the deserted garden and found the palace with crumbling walls.

And, through the broken wall, I could see a little dim light inside.

The heart that had been hanging all night was finally relaxed. Shen Yuli breathed a long sigh of relief, deliberately slowed his steps a little lighter, and tiptoed in, intending to scare the grumpy little eunuch.

When he walked into the courtyard, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

When he used to live in this deserted garden, he didn't even have anything to eat, so where did he get candles and come back? The little eunuch was kicked out of the door by him and ran away, and it was impossible for him to run away with a candle!

And it was clear that what he saw at the moment was not the light of a candle, but the rickety one that was carried in his hand, a lantern.

When he realized this, Shen Yuli immediately got under a clump of grass.

With bated breath, you can hear the voices inside.

Qiang, Qiang......

That's digging in the dirt.

Shen Yuli quietly clenched his fists, crouched under the grass and waited patiently.

Thankfully, we didn't have to wait long. After a quarter of an hour or two, the interior gradually fell silent, and then the light and shadow shifted, and a figure in a black cloak stepped out of the threshold.

The moment the lights flickered, Shen Yuli could already see her face clearly.

Of course, it's not around the forest, it's Qian Zhaorong.

Shen Yuli didn't show up, and seeing Qian Zhaorong hurrying away with his head down, he got out from under the dry grass and dodged into the door.

I didn't come back for a few days, and there was a lot of dust in the hall. Shen Yuli understood at a glance: the place with more footprints was the corner where he slept before.

The clay pot was still in place, the moldy steamed buns were harder than stone, and the straw was placed in the corner of the wall, even smoother than when he lived here.

Shen Yuli didn't think about it, he reached out and lifted the straw.

Below is a flat and neat green brick, and the surroundings are clean. If Shen Yuli was a pampered prince, he would definitely not feel that there was anything wrong.

But the problem is that he has been picking stones and crickets since he was a child to relieve boredom, digging stones to dig vegetable roots to satisfy hunger, and digging stones and pits to bury his mother and grandmother with his own hands, how can he not see that this stone has been moved!

Shen Yuli sneered, grabbed a stick from the side and poked it lightly, and the stone that looked flat was pried open by him.

Below is a shallow pit, in which seven small figures of paper are neatly placed.