"No, it must be vanilla, I dreamed of her." The 'ghost' cried and hugged his head. Squatting on the ground, he had a splitting headache that made him feel so painful that he couldn't understand why.

"Brother 'ghost', are you okay! Are you hungry? ”

"No, it's fine."

"'Ghost' brother, can you walk?" Hanako may not know that the 'ghost' has a name, so he was given a 'ghost' name based on his appearance, so let's call him 'ghost' brother!

"Why do you call me 'ghost' brother?"

"It was my sister who told me, so I called you 'ghost' brother."

"Who is your sister?" The 'ghost' walked out of the ruined temple with the support of Hanako. As he snorted greedily to breathe in the fresh air, he looked at the green in his eyes blankly and asked Hanako.

"My sister...... I can't tell you, but my sister said; When you wake up, I help you out and walk around. ”

"What's your name?" Zhong Kui felt that Xiao Xiaohua's body was so cold, and when he approached him, he felt a cold air coming.

"Little chrysanthemum."

"Little chrysanthemum?" The 'ghost' narrowed his eyes and muttered the name of Hanako with interest. As she walked under the shade of the tree, she heard the joyful cries of the birds. At the same time, I faintly heard the sound of water flowing and naughty children frolicking in the distance, which was a subtle feeling. Let him involuntarily think of the indelible picture that has been in the depths of his memory.

Next to the reservoir, surrounded by a group of children who do not rhyme with the world, they hold homemade fishing rods in their hands, nervous and solemn, and carefully stare at the movement of goose feathers floating.

Walking and thinking, the little chrysanthemum and the 'ghost' have come to a natural waterhole. The water of the waterhole is quiet and thorough, look up and see that there is a pure natural cliff barrier in front of you, and the water column of white flowers and flowers cascades down, like a transparent water curtain sliding down from the cliff wall, it is spectacular and beautiful.

And there were really a few children as big as little chrysanthemums sitting by the waterhole, and when they saw the little chrysanthemums and the 'ghosts' coming, they all looked up at the two of them quietly.

The 'ghosts' looked at their pale faces and wondered: could it be that his own appearance of not being a ghost had frightened them? Thinking like this, I couldn't help but sneer and said, "What's wrong? Did I scare you? ”

"Nope! Ghost brother, you're finally awake. One of the older children, got up from the ground, with a smile on his face, sensibly stretched out his hand to replace the little chrysanthemum. Two cute little tiger teeth were revealed when he spoke, and his appearance was not bad, and his pale face was also very attractive.

But this child is as good as Xiao Chrysanthemum's hand, and when he holds him, he is so cold that the 'ghost' can't help but shiver.

With Xiao Huya's greeting, the other three or five children seemed to be afraid of him. They all watched quietly from a distance, not daring to take a step closer.

Xiao Huya was a little bolder, he wanted to pull the hand of the 'ghost', but was stopped by Xiao Chrysanthemum's fierce glare.

Children, you look at me, I look at you, and finally simply throw away the 'ghost' and grab the little chrysanthemum and shout: "Sister Chrysanthemum, I'm hungry." ”

"Alright, we'll go back later when we're hungry." After Xiao Chrysanthemum finished speaking, she looked at the 'ghost' and said, "Brother ghost, you can wash here." ”

In the eyes of the 'ghosts', these children may be chronically malnourished, so their complexions are abnormally pale with a slight bluish tinge. They are lifeless, and if they grow up in a family with good conditions, they must live happily.

The arrival of the 'ghosts' seems to bring them joy. The atmosphere is also a lot more active, playing in the water and washing the face.

"I'll wash, you'll wash too?" As he spoke, the ghost crouched down, reached out and scooped up the water and rubbed it on his face.

"I don't wash, my sister said. I can't wash it too clean, so it's fine. ”

"Sister Chrysanthemum can't be washed, Sister Xiaoqing said that she is a woman, and others will be bullied if they know that she is good-looking."

"No, you're talking nonsense." Little Chrysanthemum was really angry and shouted at the short, dark-skinned child.

The 'ghost' wiped the water stains off his face, and looking at the children's surprised eyes on him, he smiled bitterly and said, "My brother is ugly, isn't he?" Are you afraid? ”

The children shook their heads and said in unison: "Don't be afraid, Sister Xiaoqing said that you are a 'ghost' better than those people." ”

Sister Xiaoqing again? The 'ghost' frowned and was speechless. Then he comforted Xiao Chrysanthemum and said: "Don't be afraid, no one will dare to bully you if your brother protects you in the future." Then he remembered something, and continued to look at the children, "Where did you all come from?" Do you have a home? ”

When the 'ghost' asked about their home, the children suddenly darkened their expressions and walked silently to the water's edge.

When the 'ghost' saw this scene, he became more and more confused. I just wanted to ask something again, but I was blocked by Xiaohuya. Little Huya leaned close to the ear of the 'ghost' who was squatting on the ground and whispered: "We are all orphans, we have no home, and our home is the broken temple." ”

When the 'ghost' saw them, he carefully saw that there were six children here, and with the little chrysanthemum, there were seven children. Are they all orphans? The older ones may be thirteen or fourteen years old, and the smaller ones are in their teens. Could it be the orphans of Donghua Village and Threshold Village? Or an orphan in Tongchuan County?

Looking at the children's gloomy little faces, one by one bowing their heads and playing with the water between their toes, the atmosphere that was still active just now fell into an unusually quiet because of a word.

The sound of the waterfall is still there, the wind is stubbornly blowing, and the children's hair is messy.

The 'ghost' hinted that Xiaohuya sat down on the spot, pursed his lips and smiled, and said, "Do you like to listen to stories?" When he asked this, he was confident that no child could resist the allure of a story.

It was as quiet as a pool of lake water, and when the 'ghost' asked this sentence, it was like a silent water, and inadvertently threw a small pebble, disturbing the peace for a moment, and the water surface suddenly rippled in circles.

"To Listen"

"I'm going to listen too"

"Brother Ghost, let's talk about it!"

"What's the story?"

In the face of the children's ardent expectations, the 'ghost' looked at the fluctuations of the waterfall column falling into the pool, and gradually returned to that unforgettable childhood.

The children did not make a sound all the time, and they listened attentively to the stories told by the 'ghosts'. Until the end, it has not come out of the picture of the story.

The little tiger tooth elf is eccentric, and it is the same as the 'ghost' childhood. He rolled his big bony eyes, stared at the 'ghost' and asked curiously, "Is the child born in the cemetery dead?" He doesn't have his parents ......" As he spoke, his facial expression suddenly became complicated, his smile froze in a blink of an eye, his mouth froze, and tears rolled out of his eyes instantly, and he couldn't hold back his sad emotions anymore, and burst into tears.

As soon as Little Huya took the lead, the rest of the children burst into tears. There was a cry by the waterhole, and the 'ghost' was so anxious that he was at a loss, and he originally wanted to make the children happy, but he made the children cry after self-defeating.

"Please don't cry, Brother Zhong Kui apologizes to you, okay?"

Hi! This move is really spiritual, and his name is exposed in this hurry. The children immediately stopped crying and stared at each other with big eyes, tears on their faces, and they looked funny and couldn't cry or laugh.

Zhong Kui finally stabilized the children's emotions, and only then did he learn from Xiaohuya that these children were all from Menling Village.

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