Qin Sisi followed the cry and flew for about ten minutes, and finally two vague figures came into view.

Qin Sisi stopped in mid-air, raised his palm and put it on his forehead to block the wind and snow, opened his eyes and looked carefully, only to see two figures, one large and one small, hugging each other tightly in the cold night of wind and snow, crying bitterly.

When I got closer, I realized that the cry was actually from two people, one of whom was relatively weak and immature, and then one of the two figures was very small, it should be a child.

The other voice was a female voice, and the word "wronged" came out from time to time in the midst of crying.

Qin Sisi's mind changed sharply, if it was a current person, he should not run out of the house with his children and shout grievances on a deserted snowy night.

Could it be that it is a ghost who died unjustly?

Qin Sisi slowly landed on the ground, retracted the rainbow wings, and walked towards the pair of figures under the concealment of the invisibility bubble.

At this time, there was no moon and no stars, it was dark, and Ye Yu stretched out his claws to ignite the crape myrtle sky fire to illuminate Qin Sisi.

As the distance continued to close, the cold aura hidden by the cold of the wind and snow gradually became stronger, and it was indeed a ghost!

Qin Sisi paused, and glanced at Ye You, with both joy and helplessness in his expression.

To be able to encounter a ghost so unintentionally is a joyful thing that can be said to be achieved without any effort.

But on the other hand, this New Year is probably going to be restless.

Qin Sisi took a deep breath and continued to take steps, walking very close to the two Yin Spirits.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a young woman holding a two- or three-year-old child crying.

Judging by the clothes, neither the woman nor the child is what it is now.

This woman's clothes are somewhat similar to Wang Luo's a long time ago, but the color is slightly brighter than Wang Luo's clothes, and the woman's age is a few years younger than Wang Luo's.

The child was wearing a jujube cotton shirt and cotton pants, and a red cotton vest embroidered with Ruyi patterns was covered outside.

The woman hugged the child tightly, sometimes wailing and crying, sometimes whimpering, like a mother and child.

If we deliberately ignore the fine layer of frost on their frozen faces and the cold aura emanating from their bodies, it would also be a pitiful and pitiful scene.

On the eve of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the mother and son who were frozen to death, a hundred years of grievances.

Qin Sisi thought for a moment, and took a few steps closer, allowing Ye Yu to remove the stealth bubble, and the figures of a person and a cat were revealed in the wind and snow.

"Excuse me, is there anything you need help with?" Qin Sisi suddenly spoke, and his gentle voice was like a touch of warmth in the cold, surrounding the mother and son.

The mother and son were obviously shocked, they had been here for many years, and for the sake of safety, even in the middle of the night in the dark, the mother would tell her son to play carefully and not to make a sound.

It was only tonight's windy and snowy Chinese New Year's Eve, like the heartbreaking, painful, and indefatigable Chinese New Year's Eve many years ago, that the mother and son felt something, hugged each other and cried bitterly, just like many years ago.

The woman slowly raised her head and looked at Qin Sisi, even though her appearance was thoughtful, her blue face still revealed a little weirdness.

"Can you see us?" the woman asked, her eyes puzzled.

Qin Sisi nodded: "Yes." ”

"Aren't you afraid?" the woman was even more puzzled, knowing that she was looking scary at this time.

Qin Sisi shook his head and replied, "I'm not afraid. ”

"Who the hell are you?" the woman's expression became vigilant, and she hugged the child in her arms even tighter.

Qin Sisi continued to reply in a gentle tone: "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. ”

The woman did not speak, stood up with the child in her arms, and took a few steps back, as if she wanted to leave.

At that moment, a cat meow came from behind her.

The woman looked back and saw a dark-eyed black cat standing there, blocking her way back.

What's even stranger is that the black cat has one of its front paws raised, and a cluster of purple flames burns on it.

It was clear that the black cat was in league with the young girl who had just appeared in front of her.

The woman looked at Qin Sisi again, her expression was a little more nervous and angry, and she asked in an unkind tone, "What do you want to do?"

Qin Sisi replied unhurriedly: "I want to help you." ”

"Help me?" the woman repeated in disbelief, her expression did not change much, obviously not trusting Qin Sisi.

Qin Si pondered and said bluntly: "I am a mage, I am collecting soul power, if you are willing to dedicate your soul power to me, I can help you realize your unfulfilled wishes." ”

The woman's expression changed a little, and she looked at Qin Sisi seriously, as if she was thinking about whether her words could be trusted.

Qin Sisi smiled and said, "If I want to arrest you, I will already do it before you even notice me, I am sincere, please think about it." ”

The woman's expression softened a little, and just as she wanted to say something, the child in her arms suddenly said in a milky voice: "Auntie, I'm cold." ”

The woman hurriedly hugged the child tighter, and coaxed lovingly: "Kang'er, A-Niang hug, it won't be cold for a while!"

Qin Sisi frowned slightly, his eyes swept over the child's face in confusion, obviously it should be white and cute, but his face was also blue, a layer of frost.

It stands to reason that the yin soul is just an imaginary body, and it shouldn't be afraid of the cold, maybe the feeling of being cold to the bones before life is too deep, so it is permanently left in the memory.

Qin Sisi looked around, this place was very remote, and the sanitation workers didn't seem to take care of it, and there were a lot of dead branches and leaves under the towering trees.

Qin Sisi stepped forward and picked up some branches and leaves and piled them up, and then shouted: "Fire magic, burn!"

Two fingers together, quickly pointed to the pile of branches and leaves, the pile of branches and leaves immediately burned, red, red, yellow and yellow flames swayed in the cold wind, the surrounding snowflakes were melted before they fell, and small droplets of water fell into the flames, making a "zizi" sound.

Qin Sisi said to the woman: "Let the child bake the fire, warm up!"

The woman hesitated for a moment and said to Qin Sisi, "Thank you." ”

Then they walked to the side of the fire and sat down with the children, letting the burning flames bring a little warmth to their cold bodies.

The child was particularly happy, took the woman's hand and said childishly: "Auntie, look, fire." It's so warm! Auntie, I'm not cold. ”

The child danced excitedly, saying that it was not cold, but the frost on his face had not melted, and perhaps never would melt.

The woman looked at the child tenderly, her face was full of maternal radiance, and since her face was blue, it also made people feel so soft and kind.