I came out into the street, surrounded by a crowd of people walking past me with colorful umbrellas.

The rain has a noticeable tendency to weaken compared to just now.

I glanced up at the sky, and there was a faint white light shining through the bleak clouds, which I thought would soon be clearing.

But twilight has already hung over the city, and the sky will continue to darken.

The drizzle was hazy on the ground, and my face was a little wet.

Before leaving, I glanced back at the gate of the school, and the bustling crowd was still surging in the campus, but the four big golden characters of "Qianjin High School" on the door had been drowned out by darkness and dimmed.

"Senpai," I looked sideways at the backpack behind me, "are you okay?" ”

"What?" Mu Lao murmured softly: "If you have anything, just tell the old man directly." ”

"It's just that there's something strange about what you see when you complete the mission." I whispered, "I saw a red imp in the principal's office just now, and that thing still grew out of Zhang Haizhong's body. When I eavesdropped outside the door, he said that if he let the red imps eat the other black eaters, he would be able to get rid of the disease. I don't know what the hell is going on. ”

Mu Lao's voice was very small, and he didn't seem to have recovered, "If the old man is not mistaken, then the animal should be called... Blood ghosts. ”

"Yes." I bowed slightly, "Zhang Haizhong also said the same, it seems that human flesh is used, and human blood can feed that blood ghost." ”

Mu Lao continued: "The method of raising blood ghosts is an ancient Siamese sorcery. The young body of the Black Eater has a very small chance of giving birth to a blood ghost covered in crimson. As soon as such a little ghost is born, his parents will definitely die. Because the essence in the body is extracted from his body, he is the most vicious and cunning by nature. When he grows up, he is ferocious and abnormal, and he eats the same kind of food, which is a disaster for the world. ”

I listened as I walked, so focused that I didn't miss a word. I remember that Siam mentioned by Mu Lao is the ancient name of Thailand, and there were frequent natural and man-made disasters in Southeast Asia in the past, so folk witchcraft was prevalent, and there were many vicious and cruel methods.

"As for the effect of curing diseases, the old man has also heard that if you want to cure diseases. The blood ghost must first be allowed to eat itself and breed in the body of the sick, but it must be fed food constantly during this time, otherwise it will eat the internal organs of the keeper. When it grows bigger and bigger, it will open its skin to reveal its head, and at this time, it will eat seven hundred and forty-nine black devourers. ”

"At this point, the treatment process has reached its most critical time. Blood ghosts already contain enough spiritual power. ”

I frowned and asked, "So what's next?"

"What's next... It is necessary to kill the blood ghost in its own body, and then sew up the wound and let the tissues and organs digest and decompose on their own, so that all its spiritual power can be absorbed by the keeper. ”

When I heard that, I shuddered. The world is so big that there are no surprises. This kind of evil way is so cruel. But even the most brutal methods are created by humans. In order to live a few more years, Zhang Haizhong even did this method.

I sighed softly and stepped on the potholes on the side of the road

The small waterhole in the depression is moving forward step by step.

One thing that made me feel a little strange was that Mu Lao's voice was weak when he spoke, as if he was squeezed out of his mouth word by word.

Although I don't know what Mu Lao's condition is, I'm sure that his soul is definitely badly damaged.

So I stopped talking to Mu Lao, thinking about letting Mu Lao have a good rest.

Most of the passers-by next to me were wearing raincoats and riding electric vehicles speeding around me.

If I'm not careful, I'll get my pants wet with water stains from the wheels.

The light rain was pouring down, stirring up small splashes on the ground.

I didn't choose to take off my coat and put it on my head to keep out the rain like other passers-by who didn't have an umbrella, but walked in the rain as if nothing happened.

It's not a deliberate pretense, it's just the right rain for me right now.

The silky drizzle tickled on my cheeks, but it made my nerves relax, and I felt very comfortable.

Looking at the gray street, the street lights on both sides have been lit, and the vehicles and pedestrians are walking fast, probably in a hurry to return to their warm home.

Oh, yes... No matter how tired you are outside, only when you can be with your family and see their smiles, all fatigue will be swept away.

My heart suddenly became confused... Where do I go?

The huge street market was strange and cold, and it didn't fit in with my body, as if it could no longer accommodate me, a foreigner who was outside the country.

I felt like my throat was being choked, and a sour feeling crept through me.

"Child..."

Mu Lao spoke suddenly, his tone was very weak, like a patient in the intensive care unit who had just woken up.

But what surprised me the most was that Mu Lao actually called me "child", which used to be called "little ghost". But after all, he is an old monster who has survived for thousands of years, so it makes sense to call me anything.

Just when I just felt a trace of kindness, Mu Lao's next words made my heart fall to the bottom in an instant-

"The old man's soul power has been exhausted, I'm afraid he won't survive long in the yang world."

"Senpai!" My heart panicked inexplicably, "Could it be that you were injured in that classroom?" ”

I knew that Mu Lao's injuries were serious, but I didn't expect that his soul body had reached this point of soul dissipation!

Mu Lao laughed a few times, as if he was very relaxed and indifferent, "The future task will be completed by yourself." ”

I stopped, something moist swirling in my eyes, "It's all my fault!" If only I didn't care about those monsters. ”

"You don't have to blame yourself, it's the old man's own choice." Mu Lao coughed twice, but it turned out to be a strange "gurgling" sound.

"Most of the old man's former lamp owners were selfish and greedy. But Li Lao, who took office as a watchman, gave up his life to save the entire Muyang Village.

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"I see his shadow in you. There are too few people who can sacrifice themselves for others. To tell the truth, the old man always thought that he had to think about himself in everything, but he didn't know that he had violated the law of saving lives and helping the injured in the law of beating guards. In the final analysis, the lamp spirit is just a tool to assist the watchman, and he has no right to give orders at all. The herd was formed, and greedy and ferocious, and letting them out would have reduced the entire school to a sea of blood. At that point, your identity is likely to be revealed. "I also used the soul power I had accumulated for several years to completely subdue them."

I knew that Mu Lao was comforting me, and hurriedly asked, "Is there no other remedy?" ”

"Haha, you don't have to worry about the old man. As the saying goes, life and death have fate, and wealth is in the sky. The old man can stay in the world for so long, and he is already disobedient to the way of reincarnation, so it is reasonable to have this end. Mu Lao's voice was intermittent and had become blurred, but his tone was not a little sentimental, "The old man's soul is severely damaged, and there is a possibility of divine destruction from time to time. But the Yang World didn't have enough soul power for me to recover from my injuries, so I had to dive into the Netherworld to reconstruct my body. But how can the two worlds of yin and yang allow me to come and go freely, once the Heavenly Dao finds out and sends down the heavenly curse, the old man will be scattered in an instant!"

I knew that Mu Lao's situation was dangerous, but I didn't know what to do, so I had to suck my sour nose and ask, "Senior, will we meet again?" ”

Mu Lao said in a deep voice, "This parting may be very short-lived, and it may become forever..."

I froze in place, feeling like the most important thing around me was moving away from me.

Mu Lao's voice became smaller and smaller, and I felt that the backpack behind me was slowly lightening as if something was missing...

"Child, when the old man is not by your side in the future, you must be careful and thoughtful in everything. If the task is too dangerous, give up decisively, and don't be reckless..."

"I see." I hurriedly responded, wanting to put Mu Lao at ease.

"Don't let the old man become a lonely ghost when he comes back... Hahaha..."

Mu Lao's words echoed in his ears, and finally disappeared completely, and the weight of the backpack behind him instantly lightened a lot.

The familiar breath peeled away little by little in the air. Standing in the light rain, I gently pulled out the glass cup in my backpack, and the oily paper wrapped in it was much darker, as if it had become a soulless artifact.

The old guy who lived inside had left. From the moment I became a watchman, Mu Lao has always been my guide on the road of life.

We were two people in the same boat, helping each other through such a long time. Although he was very unfriendly to me and even scolded me a lot, it was all so that I could live longer in my career as a watchman.

I used to be not interested in this old guy, but when I really lost my side, I realized that Mu Lao was already an indispensable role for me.

The unspeakable pain hit my heart, and I took one look at the brightly lit street market, and decided to find shelter from the rain before I got home tomorrow morning.

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