Chapter 122: Ghost Paints

Sure enough, he's here again!

Nian Shu hid next to the grave, chose an excellent position, and hid his body tightly, because he was familiar, so Nian Shu knew that this person was extremely alert to the surroundings, and he could detect it if something was wrong, his eyes stared at the figure of the person not far away, and the thin blood-colored lips tightened into a straight line, and the figure of the person appeared looming in this thin mist, which made people feel a little unreal for a while.

The smell of paper money made Nian Shu frown slightly, and a ripple rippled in his originally calm heart, and his eyes darkened violently, why do you bother......

The kindness between you and this seat is over, since this seat can't accept your affection, it can't keep you by this seat, it's been so long, why cling to the past, clinging to a dead person, people have to look forward!

That's right, in the year that this seat has nominally passed away, the seventh day of the month will come here to worship, rain or shine, it seems that this guy will simply blend this seat with the priest's sacrifice day, this seat was just out of human nature, seeing the person whose life is in danger, he can't help but come to the rescue, the purpose is very simple, just don't want him to die.

What's more, over the years, the painting bones have helped this seat so much, and he is even more heartfelt to this seat, even if he wants to repay this kindness, he has already repaid it cleanly, since then this seat has died, a farewell and two joys, thanks to the care of the painting bones for so many years, there should be a debt to this seat.

Nian Shu stayed for a while and then brushed his sleeves away, and gradually disappeared next to the grave covered with smoke, let him pass the past, let him end what should be over, tonight there is something important to deal with in this seat, and then go to the frontier after tonight, Xue Yu insisted on going his own way and refused to discuss with this seat, I am afraid that there are countermeasures in my heart, but he thinks about Lingxu too simply, what is the real demon? Wearing a human skin, others don't know it, and it's best to still be respectful to you.

The human heart is more terrifying than the devil, and the things they do are sometimes more vicious than the devil.

The little smoke that filled the room made Ghost Paint's vision hazy, and he looked down at the raging paper money on the ground, and Ghost Paint couldn't imagine that Nian Shu really left him.

That incident was suddenly the same as yesterday, there was no indifference, and the sudden appearance made me not mentally prepared at all, but time never spared anyone, and the fact was like a sharp sword, poking at his weak spots, nailing himself to the research board, and having nowhere to hide.

To be honest, the town under the mountain is not thin, no, it should be said that it is a hundred miles of city, people's hearts cannot be changed, they have done many good things, they are still regarded as monsters, it is better to be a monster, at least they dare not offend, let alone say anything else.

Nian Shu once told himself that there was a drought in Baili City when he was a child, and there was no rain in March, and the crops could be said to be no harvest, coupled with the remote terrain here, it was difficult to communicate with the news, at that time, it coincided with the first emperor who went to the border in person, and the food for disaster relief was delayed.

Even if they don't understand the Entu report, they shouldn't slander it, this kind of person might as well die in the drought, living is simply in vain as a son of man, and he hurried back when the other world was burned clean, and the burned clean other world was filled with a faint poisonous gas, and the familiar smell of the poisonous gas told himself that as long as the poison was contaminated, no one could escape the bad news of death, this is the rope of life, and he couldn't struggle.

After living in the inn by himself, he actually heard someone talk about Su Feici's ulterior motives for saving them back then, and said that God has no free lunch, this seemingly rational sentence erased all the goodwill of Master Shizun back then, and a good heart was torn apart by their subordinates, and it was a waste for this white-eyed wolf to live.

This sentence aroused the echo of most people, and even said that Shizun was only willing to make rice soup and the like, and it was difficult to add half a point to the meat, and he couldn't eat at all, and the white-eyed wolf turned his face and was powerful, and gradually the inn became lively.

Some people say that the other world occupies the feng shui treasure land of Baili City and lives in the huge mountain range, and they can only live at the foot of the mountain, acting arbitrarily, and God is cleaning them up.

You must know that the suppression in the other world is the Demon Venerable who slaughtered millions of living beings back then, and the entire mountain in the other world is full of corpses buried together with the Demon Venerable, do they dare to live in that place?

People seem to have found a chatterbox, and they don't feel that there is any disrespect for those who are buried in the other world, while exaggerating the eight major sects, and belittling the other world, so that they can thoroughly understand what the world is hot and cold.

The previous night conversation with Nian Su, I still remember it very clearly, the old man whose figure was pulled by the candlelight, analyzed the situation with him unhurriedly.

"The world is unfair, good and evil are unknown, don't think about being a good person at any time, as long as you don't let your sharp light hurt others, and don't let others hurt you, I'd rather teach me to bear the world."

The so-called heart of harming people must not be there, and the heart of guarding against others is indispensable, and this ancient adage that has been handed down to this day is actually unreasonable.

You must know that a good person becomes a Buddha to go through nine hundred and eighty-one difficulties, and the bad person only needs to put down the butcher knife, good and evil are in one thought, the result of this thought is taken from our own heart, for example, the chicken steals the dog thief, stealing for a living, if he does a good deed in this, people will think that he has become better, this good thing will be infinitely magnified, and even cover all his faults, people think that the merits and demerits can be offset, and a good person, has done a lifetime of good deeds, one thing is wrong, he can experience what is called the world is cold, The remarks that the merits and demerits can be deducted will not work in good people, as the so-called good things do not go out, and bad things spread thousands of miles are just like this, human nature cannot be guessed, human nature is evil, and no one should think about it as good.

The reason why the reputation of the other world is so bad is not how powerful the eight major sects are, nor is it that they debate and spread rumors everywhere to brainwash people, but to see how much the lively people want to fall in the other world, they are not used to seeing things in a high position, although the fall of the other world is not good for them, but ...... It's no harm to them, they can't hurt their own interests, and they can get the inexplicable satisfaction that has always been inexplicable, so why not do it!

Seeing that others are not doing well, these people will have a sense of excitement in their hearts, which is why the other world, which has been inherited for thousands of years, will be unaccompanied after falling, this high place, carrying the thoughts of too many people who want him to fall, as long as with the help of external forces, everything will go according to its will."

It's only now that I know why I said so much to myself that time, it turned out to be a secret goodbye, and I didn't hear the slightest, but now I really feel the feeling of saying goodbye this time and never seeing each other again.

So I made a huge bet in Baili City, greedy people were poisoned to death, people who were not greedy left their hometowns, this place is the place where the year sleeps, I don't want to have that kind of disgusting person to make the year restless, people, selfishness will be a little better, others are used to your good, they will become accustomed to it, and use your kindness as much, but there are not many people alive in this bet.

Originally, there were not many people in the hundred-mile city, after this trouble, most people felt that this place was unlucky, and moved away, less than half a year of time, the hundred-mile city was empty, and it became a place of barren smoke, without the slightest smell of people, overgrown with weeds, and became a place of mass burial.

"It's time to leave", the people on the side couldn't help but remind, the blood-red eyes stared at the slightly weak body of the ghost painting bone, and the pity at the bottom of the eyes was undoubtedly revealed.

"Qin Yan, to be honest, you are really like Nian Shuchang", the ghost painting bone looked up and saw the cheeks of the person beside him, whenever he saw Qin Yan, Nian Shu's shadow almost overlapped with this person, and it did not disperse for a long time.

"You have said this to me hundreds of times, I'm sorry, I'm not him after all", Qin Yan said softly, turning his eyes to look at other places, the artistic conception of things and people is particularly bleak, although he can't empathize with the mood of the painting bones, but he also knows that his heart is not easy, but ......

But sometimes I really hate my face, but it is similar to the year, every time I paint the bones and see myself, those unpleasant past events will resurface, and my existence is like a reminder of the past scars of the painted bones, as if deliberately poking the wounds of the bones, the wounds that have just gradually scarred, as soon as they move, the wounds will crack open, and they will not heal repeatedly.

"The smell of gunpowder is quite strong," the ghost pursed the corners of his lips and said in a quiet voice.

After a year of getting along, no, it should be said that this person never abandoned, and the two got along very well, the ghost painted bones for this person to find hundreds of methods, and finally found a way to make Qin Yan show his body, but it was maintained for a relatively short time at the beginning, but after the passage of time, Qin Yan's entity has been able to last for about eight hours, and it is not bad.

"The people on the rivers and lakes said that the wolves cry and howl here, and the living can't get out alive when they come here, and the magic will be passed through this place, but it's also very good, and no one will bother this place anymore if they say this", this year, Qin Yan also gradually learned about this person called Nian Su from the mouth of the painting bones, but the more he understands, the more he can't have a grudge against his rival, but there is a sorrow wrapped in his heart, the so-called injustice of heaven is nothing more than that, some people want to live hard, some people can live well, but they don't regret themselves?

"How can this kind of rumor be believed, we went to Jiangnan this month and heard that there is a ghost doctor there"!

"You're a ghost doctor, do you want to find another ghost doctor?" Qin Yan asked rhetorically.

"There is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world, since Qin Yan can reach this point now, maybe you can really reshape your body, and it's okay to have a conversation", saying that the ghost's gaze fell on this high and low grave, "It's good that this place is desolate and weird, at least you can win a little peace."