He gestured to me and then looked at the boy and asked him to go back to his room.

The boy was a little reluctant, and after reaching out to take the lantern he had handed me earlier, he said to me, "My name is Meng Tianyi, and your name is Lin Xi, I remember."

He gave me a big smile, completely different from when he had just faced the evil one.

"Meng Shao, Lu Ye said you can't?" The middle-aged man seemed to want to remind Meng Tianyi of something, but Meng Tianyi waved his hand impatiently: "Uncle Liu, you are making too much of a fuss, although she is a girl, but, you see, at most, she is a little white rabbit, and she can't hurt me."

"But?" Uncle Liu still wanted to speak.

Meng Tianyi smiled at me again, then turned around and walked away with the lantern.

After a long time, I learned that this Meng Tianyi's uncle was the same as Wu Lao, and he had calculated a hexagram for Meng Tianyi when Meng Tianyi was born, and the hexagram showed that Meng Tianyi would be overcome by a woman in the future, not only losing his life, but also his soul would be scattered, and he would never be able to live forever.

Because of this, Meng Tianyi's uncle never allowed Meng Tianyi to have contact with the girl, and also made a decision for Meng Tianyi, so that he would become a monk when he became an adult, and he would not be allowed to marry a wife for the rest of his life, and cut off the peach blossom debt.

"Knock knock, Master Wu, are you resting?" Uncle Liu has great respect for Wu Liu.

"Squeak", the door opened a few seconds later, and the moment I saw Wu Liu, I felt more like I saw a relative, and my nose was a little sour and I couldn't speak.

It was a sunspot, and after a "meow" call, he jumped directly into Wu Liu's arms.

"Old Wu, me?" I pursed my lips and tried to explain why I had come to him, but I couldn't say it.

"Don't talk about it, Uncle Liu, can you please prepare a room for this little apprentice for me?" Wu Liu had an expression that knew everything well, and said directly to Uncle Liu.

Uncle Liu nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, yes, there are several empty rooms next to this, but this is a funeral home, I don't know if Miss Lin will be afraid."

"She's not afraid, you can just help arrange it." Wu Liu said bluntly.

I looked around, this is the backyard of the funeral home, the crematorium is directly opposite Wu Lao's room, although I have not been to the funeral home before, but I also know that the funeral home is the place where the dead are burned, and my heart is naturally frightened.

It's just that it's better to have a room here than to sleep on the streets.

"That?" I stretched out my hand and wanted to hug Kuroko, who was with me in this kind of place, and how much I could be brave.

"Kuroko will stay with me tonight, you are yin, those dirty things will follow you in the future, it was your grandma who protected you too well before, in my place, you can only face it yourself." Wu Liu said to me very seriously.

I listened and my hands stiffened, and I bit my lip tightly, and said nothing.

"Let her stay in that room." Wu Liu raised his hand as he said and pointed in the direction of the well.

Uncle Liu's eyes showed a hint of surprise and looked at Wu Liu.

"Lin Xi, from the day your grandmother died, you can no longer be a child." After Wu Liu finished speaking, he turned around and entered the house with Kuroko in his arms.

Watching the door of the room close, I knew that I had no choice but to look at Uncle Liu.

Uncle Liu glanced at me, and there was a trace of worry and sympathy in his eyes, but he didn't say anything, and took me to the room in front of the well.

"Squeak", the door was carefully pushed open by Uncle Liu, there were candles lit inside, quilts and pillows were all available on the bed, and there was a fragrance in this room, which smelled very good.

Uncle Liu made a gesture of please at me, meaning to let me in.

But after I walked into the room, Uncle Liu stopped me again: "That, Miss Lin."

I turned to look at him: "Uncle Liu, just call me Xiaoxi."

"Well, it's better to call Miss Lin if the visitor is a guest." After Uncle Liu finished speaking, he glanced into the room and continued: "If you hear any movement at night, don't worry about it, just sleep and don't pay attention to it."

"Huh?" I looked at Uncle Liu blankly, and I didn't understand why Uncle Liu was so dignified that he would tell me this.

"However, I think my worries should be superfluous, you are Master Wu's apprentice, and your skills are naturally not bad." Uncle Liu said and leaned over me and left.

I looked at Uncle Liu's back, and then looked back at this room, and felt as if it was weird.

When I closed the door, I didn't think much of it, and went straight to the big bed, hoping to fall asleep quickly so that I wouldn't have to be afraid.

It's just that lying on this soft bed, I can't sleep at all, all I can think about is the picture of my mother bleeding and being sent to the hospital today, and I don't know how my mother is now.

and my sister, I don't know if she was punished by her grandmother again after she went back.

"Dreams go back to the warbler, the chaotic years are all over, and people stand in small courtyards and deep courtyards."

I was thinking about it sideways, and suddenly there was a sound of opera from outside the door, which was sad and tactful, which made me frown, and I thought to myself, who would be singing at such a late hour?

"Inject all the smoke, throw away the residual embroidery thread, and this spring is like last year."

The sound seemed to be getting closer and closer, and I couldn't help but sit up, look in the direction of the door, and listen carefully to this opera, which is clearly the Kunqu opera "Peony Pavilion".

Every year during the Chinese New Year, the village will invite people to sing operas, and this one, few people order, because it is too sad.

Still, I liked the tune, and, I felt, it seemed to be sung better by the people outside the door than I heard in the village.

I listened for a while and then lay down again, Uncle Liu said before, don't care about anything you hear, let me sleep well, this is not my own home, I don't want to walk around casually.

It's just that when I pulled the quilt, it was as if I had touched something soft and cold, as if it were human skin.

"Ahh I screamed in surprise, and immediately lifted the quilt and sat up.

The candlelight in this room illuminated the bed clearly, and there was nothing else on the bed at all, but the touch just now, I felt extremely real.

"Don't be afraid, don't do bad things on weekdays, and don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night." I patted my chest lightly, thinking about what my grandmother used to say.

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