The rooftop, under the stars.

Ling Ning closed his eyes and sorted out the complicated thoughts in his heart.

Just as she was about to go back to her room to rest, a scream was heard in the distance.

"Damn, did that thing come out again?" Ling Ning's eyes were heavy, and he rolled over and jumped off the roof. She sped in that direction at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye. In Ling Ning's eyes, the sky and water surface are actually no different from the land. As long as it's fast enough, it's as flat as the ground wherever it is. Humans need land because they need the earth to carry power, and she, she doesn't.

The sky and the sea, and even the vacuum and nothingness, are no different from the flat earth.

For her, the distance that can be stepped on in one step, why should she learn the bird to fly.

In the next moment, Ling Ning came to that small courtyard.

By the time she arrived at the small courtyard, the demon that had attacked people was gone. She was a step late...... In her perception, there was only one extinguished breath of life left in the small courtyard, which was obviously not a demon.

Ling Ning could imagine the scene inside, it was not what she wanted to see. Standing in front of the small courtyard, she hesitated for a moment, but still walked over...... The windows and doors were not closed, and the floor was covered in blood.

Following the bloodstains, Ling Ning found a small figure in front of an open floor-to-ceiling window.

However, the anger in her body has long since dissipated.

Ling Ning knew this little girl, she was one of the girls who pestered her last time.

It seems to be called Xiaoyan.

The little girl was wearing a blue dress and short skirt, and her face was pale and painful.

She grabbed the corners of her skirt with both hands, and her skirt was wet.

On that pale face, the pupils were dilated, and the once intoxicating look had faded away. The blood on the floor came from a wound on the girl's neck. Right at the location of the major artery, a hideous and terrifying gap was left.

...... She never saw tomorrow again.

Ling Ning squatted down and reached out to close the girl's frightened eyes.

"Damn!!"

......

After Ling Ning arrived, several more old people rushed over one after another.

They were dressed in black, carrying lanterns, and their faces were solemn.

One of the old men began to examine the girl's body, and after a while, he let out a long sigh: "It's dead, it can't be saved." The vitality in Xiao Yan's body is completely cut off, even if we repair her body, even if we call the girl's soul back, she is already dead. This lifeless body could no longer carry her soul. It's better to die, it's better to die......"

He stood up and asked Ling Ning, "This guest, did you see the attacker?"

Ling Ning shook his head and showed an apologetic expression: "Sorry, I'm late." By the time I arrived, the thing that had attacked her was gone...... With all due respect, sir, it is you who have failed to protect these children. ”

Speaking of this, Ling Ning said in an accentuated tone: "This kind of thing has already happened once!

"This ...... Alas. ”

The old man closed his eyes, sighed and did not speak.

Another old man picked up the girl's body, tears in his eyes.

"Why are you dead? Why are you dead? It shouldn't be like this. This kid doesn't deserve to die!" Several old people next to him also gritted their teeth, angry and a little frightened.

After a few more minutes, Xun Niang, who was still wearing pajamas, ran in from outside the small courtyard.

She looked frightened and eagerly asked the old man present, "What's the matter?

"You mean, what about Xiaoyan'er?"

"Xun Niang, Xiao Yan'er is no longer good. ”

"Impossible!" Hearing this, Xun Niang was like being struck by lightning. She rushed to the little girl's side and cried loudly: "Little Yan'er...... Xiao Yan'er, open your eyes. It's Aunt Xun here, please open your eyes. ”

"Xun Niang...... "An old man wanted to speak but stopped.

"Aunt Xun, Xiao Yan'er is dead. ”

"Woo, how could it be? How could Xiao Yan'er die!" Xun Niang was like a fragile child, with two deep tears on her face. She brought up these children, compared to their parents, who only saw each other once a year. The feelings that Xun Niang poured into them were deeper and stronger. She raised her head and teary-eyed: "Xiao Ning, what's going on?"

"I don't know, it's too late when I arrived?"

Ling Ning turned his head, unable to bear to look at her.

When Xun Niang heard this, she was overly sad for a while and fainted.

Ling Ning stood aside with Xun Niang in her arms, watching these old men carry the girl's body away. She still noticed some details, in this accident, these old people behaved completely different from the last time Xiao Yu was attacked.

The last time Xiao Yu was injured, they seemed to be prepared.

Although he was angry, he did not have this heartfelt sadness and pain.

But at this time, these old people are in deep pain.

............

Early in the morning, except for the children, everyone in the Su family gathered in the hall.

Ling Ning also came with Xun Niang.

She stood behind Xun Niang and looked at her thin and trembling body...... At this time, Ling Ning realized that Aunt Xun was not as strong as she imagined. After waking up last night, she hadn't slept all night and her eyes were swollen from crying.

"Aunt Xun......"

"It's okay, Xiao Ning don't worry. After being stunned for a while, Xun Niang turned around and reluctantly comforted her.

These old men have already repaired Xiao Yan'er's body so that she can maintain the last of her beauty.

She was placed in a short coffin, placed in the center of the hall.

Xiao Yan'er's grandfather had red eyes, took a piece of jade butterfly in her mouth, and then closed the coffin.

"Third child, seal the coffin. An old man with a big goatee came up to him and patted him on the shoulder.

“...... Seal it. After a long silence, Xiao Yan'er's grandfather finally walked away from the coffin.

He walked up to Xun Niang and stood still, and asked slowly, "Xun Niang, was the eldest lady in the book house yesterday?"

"Yes, the eldest lady has never left the treehouse. A trace of horror crossed Xun Niang's sad face.

Her eyes turned cold, and she whispered, "Third Master, you have said this." ”

"Xiao Yan'er is dead, you said I did!?" The old man, who was still a little calm, suddenly widened his eyes and stared at her eyes: "Except for the coffin where the 'ghost' is buried, who else can hurt people in the Su family? It's over, it's really too much! This is a child, a child who is only five years old...... Tell me, who's wrong? This coffin has been damaged, and we have to choose the next generation! Otherwise, it's too dangerous. ”

"Xun Niang...... This time the child is dead!"

"Are you sure that the eldest lady really never left that library?"

"I have been accompanying the eldest lady to study that day, and I know very well whether she has left or not! Third master, I swear to the heavens that the eldest lady did not leave the library half a step yesterday! Not the eldest lady, nor is it a 'ghost'...... The coffin was not damaged!"

"That'...... So what's going on!"

Aunt Xun asked with tears in her eyes: "Third Master, who is the eldest lady for, and you repay her like this?"

In the face of Xun Niang's words, these old people fell silent again.

"Alas, Xun Niang, this time after all, it's dead. ”

......

In the next few days, the Su family was enveloped in an atmosphere of sadness.

At night, fourteen paper dolls dressed in old black robes walked along the corridor.

They are not fast, and step by step, they light up all the red lanterns in their path.

As the lantern lit up, the scarlet light bloomed in the Su family, as gorgeous as the flowers on the other side.

Through the window, Ling Ning saw a little boy pestering Xun Niang to talk.

"Aunt Xun, where did Xiaoyan go? I can't find her. ”

"Little Yan'er, she has gone far, far away. ”

"Aunt Xun!" the boy shouted excitedly, "Xiao Yan'er is not going to find her parents?" ”

"Well, Xiao Yan'er has grown up and gone to find her parents. ”

"Aunt Xun, I also want to grow up, and I also want to go to my parents. I want to be the same as Xiaoyan'er...... Woo, Aunt Xun, why did you hit me? It hurts. The child covered his beaten cheeks and burst into tears: "Woo, I hate Aunt Xun the most! I want to grow up, and I want to go to my mother like Xiaoyan, don't want Aunt Xun!"

"Little day, little day... Alas......"

shouted a few words quietly, but Xun Niang did not chase out.

Ling Ning walked to the door, knocked on the door, and waited patiently.

"Come in, the door is unlocked. ”

"Aunt Xun, what are the 'ghosts' you are talking about?"

Xun Niang shook Xiaotian's hand heavily and sighed: "Don't say it's me, even if no one in the Su family knows what a 'ghost' is." When I was young, I once heard my sister mention 'ghosts', and she said that there was a record of 'ghosts' in the notes of the tenth generation ancestor of the Su family. The first ancestor of the Su family once went to a very strange place, and legend has it that it was a strange hillside full of flowers. The first patriarch also doesn't remember what he did on the hillside, only that when he left, the mountain was full of flowers withering. Later, the first patriarch died when he was thirty-five years old. ”

"In the first decades after the death of the first ancestors, those ancestors, although sad, did not doubt them too much...... After all, this ancestor had encountered a very powerful youkai during his lifetime, and although he defeated the youkai, he may have been injured himself. In the beginning, that's what the Su family thought. But later, the untimely death of eight generations of the Su family finally made the family realize that they were cursed. ”

"Later, one of the ancestors found a common denominator in the notes and deeds of these ancestors: the more monsters and monsters these ancestors killed during their lifetime, the faster he died. ”

At that time, this ancestor was also very skilled, he thought hard about the solution, started to study from his own body, and traced the source of his own bloodline...... After ten years, he finally found a haunting 'ghost' in his body. The first ancestors were wrong, the withered flowers on that hillside did not disappear, they were hidden deep in their blood, and in the hundreds of years of this family's activity, they never disappeared. The ancestor also dug up the ancestral tomb of the Su family, and through the opening inspection, he found that there were no bones of the ancestors in the coffin. ”

Speaking of this, Xun Niang's body trembled: "Their bodies are gone, and only a gorgeous flower remains." ”

"Aunt Xun, are you saying that those who died have turned into flowers?"

"Well, even the first ancestors. Xiao Ning, you must know that the cultivation of the first ancestors of the Su family is profound, and they have all cultivated to their true selves. According to common sense, even millions of years after his death, his body should be unclean. But only a few hundred years after his death, his body was gone. There is not a trace left...... Flowers, only that flower. ”

"Aunt Xun, is that flower a monster? Did it eat the corpse of the Su family's ancestors?"

"Nobody knows. Xun Niang shook her head.

After that, the ancestor took the Su family to quit the demon eradication business, and thought hard about how to get rid of the 'evil ghosts' in the body. Later, this ancestor should have thought of a way, and he succeeded, and he created a method of artificial coffins. Use your own body to make a coffin and bury the 'ghost' who is haunted. Through this method, most of the Su family got rid of the fate of early death. But in each generation, a member of the clan becomes a coffin. Use your own body to bury the 'ghosts' in the people's body. The ancestor looked forward to using the efforts of generations to complete this coffin in a long period of time and bury the 'ghost' completely. ”

Speaking of this, Xun Niang's eyes were even more sad: "Each generation of coffins only has a lifespan of thirty-five, and there has never been an exception. After this child became the coffin of the Su family, she didn't even walk out of that library......"

"Aunt Xun, is this generation's coffin Su Yi?"

"Well, it's the eldest lady. ”

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PS: Damn, I'm overestimating myself...... I thought I could finish it in 30,000 words, but now I have written more than 40,000 words.

We have to write this month's manuscript first, otherwise we will not be able to catch up with the delivery time (the pressure is slightly greater).

Well, please forgive me for not being able to finish it in one go.

The remaining three chapters of Nanhua may have to be updated a little later.

Of course it will be within this month, and I don't want to chop my hands!