"A house that has been empty for a long time is easy to provoke mountain spirits and ghosts!" Zhao Huan took Wanwan's hand and chatted with her as he walked, "But don't be afraid, when the master comes back, those monsters will leave, and they are all very polite." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"It's not a bad idea to come to your bed and joke with you once in a while." Bai Sang interjected, shaking a branch in his hand.

"Bai Sang, you're not cute at all!" Zhao Huan looked at him seriously.

Not to mention that the boss ran at both ends of the ferry in the world, and the group waited for the rain to stop before continuing on the road.

A demon and a ghost, walking and walking, people talked about demons and monsters.

Zhao Huan volunteered to tell Wanwan a ghost story, and was so shocked that Wanwan desperately dragged his hand, Bai Sang picked her up, pinched her nose and asked her, "Can't you see it?" Afraid of what? ”

"I'm afraid!" Wanwan looked at him, snatched the branch in his hand, struggled down from his arms, and went to pull Zhao Huan's hand, and the angry Bai Sang wanted to drive Zhao Huan away.

"It's all mountain roads, I'm afraid there is no place to live." Walking through another mountain, Zhao Huan looked at the faint moon among the clouds, it was not dark yet, but it was already late.

"Wanwan, there is no room to live in tonight, are you afraid?" Bai Sang smiled and carried the bend that he couldn't walk for a long time, and when he heard this, he pushed her twice and asked her.

"I'm afraid!" Wanwan was about to fall asleep, and he was dazed, so he said, "But my brother is with me, so I won't be afraid." ”

"Okay, wake up, we'll settle dinner first, and then you can sleep, okay?" Bai Sang looked at the tired bend, and he regretted taking her out for the first time, but he had to solve this matter by himself, after all, he was already 70,000 years old......

Bai Sang and Zhao Huan walked for a while, and when the sky was already dark, they found a place suitable for sleeping in a bend, flat, open, and sheltered from the wind.

"Come down!" Bai Sang took the bend from his back with one hand, rubbed her face and pinched her nose to wake her up, handed Zhao Huan the roasted pheasant, and a small bowl of rice, and called her to eat.

"Where's my brother?" Bent stretched and took the chopsticks.

"I can't eat it, I will have a stomachache if I eat too much of this thing." Hearing this, the meat that was handed to Bai Sang on the chopsticks turned in front of him and stuffed it into his mouth.

Bai Sang moved his throat, and Zhao Huan, who was boiling the foot water behind him, heard his swallowing saliva.

"Where's my uncle?"

"Wanwan, do you know why Qingming wants to go to the grave of the dead?" Zhao Huan asked her.

"In honor of them?"

"It's okay to commemorate them at any time, and if you think in your heart that I still have these family members, it's a commemoration." Zhao Huan fixed the pot, poured water into it, sat cross-legged by the fire, looked at the fire, and his eyes were deep, "Because those who died can't eat what they ate before they were born, these things are intestinal poison for them, but they will miss what they ate before they died, so there is a Qingming Festival to worship the ancestors!" ”

"Then why do you have to bury the new grave on the first day of the Lunar New Year?"

"Because those who have just died are gluttons!" Bai Sang used mulberry branches to build a small bathroom and toilet, and under Zhao Huan's "teaching", Bai Sang already knew that there was such a big thing as being shy.

And Zhao Huan looked at the bathroom and toilet he built, pursed his lips, and still couldn't help but ask: "Why don't you just build a room for Wanwan?" ”

Bai Sang: "...... "Oh, you're smart!"

By the time the house was finished, it was already the middle of the moon, and it was washed and washed, lying on the soft mulberry leaves, rolling around.

Zhao Huan looked at the stone outside the room and gently touched it. Then he watched the stone shake with a look of anticipation.

Bai Sang walked out of the house, and just happened to see this scene, so he walked up to Zhao Huan and asked him what was wrong?

Zhao Huan didn't speak, just stared at the stone.

The moon of fifteen is sixteen round, this is a good word, the moon is very round tonight, the moonlight is very clean, and when the white clouds cover the moon, Bai Sang looked up at the sky.

After the wind blew the clouds, Bai Sang saw a transparent figure when he saw the stone.

"Who?" Bai Sang asked, Zhao Huan shook his head, looking at the figure.

"The one who basks in the moon." The figure replied, and when Bai Sang heard this, he jumped on the stone, sat down beside it, and asked, "Is the moonlight good tonight?" ”

"It's good, but I've been in the sun for more than a thousand years, and I've seen a better moonlight than this." The shadow moved to the side, "You're not afraid of me?" ”

"I'm a demon!" Bai Sang patted his chest, he was also a lively one.

"There's a little doll in there!" The shadow said meaningfully.

"You can't move her!" Zhao Huan broke off a piece of his collarbone, stuck it in the back of the house, and then walked around the house before jumping on the stone.

"Yes, two demons, I can't beat them!" This voice sounded a bit treacherous, and Bai Sang wanted to break it up, so as not to bring disaster to the world.

"Children's families, don't be angry!" Shuang Scissors pressed Bai Sang's shoulders and sat down next to him, and the shadow moved again, giving Zhao Huan a piece of land.

"When I was still a child, when I was as old as him, I was married!" This shadow is only as big as Bai Sang's face, "In two years, I will join the army and fight the enemy!" ”

Bai Sang listened very unpleasantly, and said: "Little broken boy, I am a tree demon, and my age is different from yours!" ”

The shadow shook his head, a little disapproving.

Bai Sangqi clenched his hands into fists.

"You've been basking in the moonlight here for more than a thousand years, is there something you haven't done yet, so you can't leave?" Zhao Huan pressed Bai Sang's hand and asked it.

"I'm waiting for a garment." The shadow dimmed a little, and the moonlight shone on it, and it absorbed it.

Zhao Huan didn't know when he also turned into a white bone, hooking his head, the moonlight shone on his spine, and his back bone emitted a faint white light.

"Did your relatives promise you to do it?" Bai Sang propped his hands behind him, half-tilted his face, looking at the sky.

It's not because he has a big heart, it's probably because this ghost really didn't give him a dangerous taste.

"No, before I died, my wife sent me a letter from home, and I heard from the person who delivered the book that there was a winter coat with the book, but the winter coat fell off.

"My wife told me to take care of myself, not to rush forward, there are still mothers and children at home, and they can't do without me!

"Hey, hey......" Shadow laughed, "It's okay if the winter clothes are off, and the home is still there." ”

"But I'm still dead, and when I get angry, it's snowing. I was a little sad when I died, and I didn't wear the winter clothes made by my wife, which was still a pity, and I wondered if she would make me a piece to burn for me. The shadow hung her head, her hands on her shoulders, and hugged herself tightly.

"This is the Katagu Battlefield?" Zhao Huan asked.

"It's supposed to be, I've been basking in the moonshine for more than a thousand years."

"What's your name?" Bai Sang asked him sullenly, he was hooking his waist and buttoning the dried moss on the stone.

"I don't know, no one summoned me to the spirit, I forgot about it while I was in the sun."

"Can't you go back?" Bai Sang asked again.

"Is it a lamp that doesn't lead the way?" Zhao Huan replied tentatively.

"Yes, there is no paper money along the street, there is no krathong along the river, and you can't see the road." Shadow shook his head, "Hey, it's hard to say so much today, I want to celebrate!" ”

Bai Sang and Zhao Huan both looked at him.

I saw him raise his face, take a few breaths towards the moon, and then pat his face with satisfaction.

"Finished celebrating?" Bai Sang asked uncertainly.

"That's right!" The shadow was very happy, and her voice was full of joy, "I took a few more sips of moonshine than usual, and I ate a lot." ”

Then he said, "Go to sleep first." Then he melted into the stone, and then appeared in front of Bai Sang: "You go down, and you are not allowed to sit on me." ”

“……”

“……”

"It's uncomfortable, I don't like to hear stories like this." Bai Sang used branches to weave a step in front of the house and sat down with Zhao Huan.

"Shouldn't you have seen a lot of these stories?"

"Did you say his wife burned him cold clothes?" Bai Sang didn't answer him, "Could it be that when his wife burned it to him, he didn't write his name, so he couldn't receive it?" ”

"I don't know!" Zhao Huan was half-lying down and began to dry in front.

"Is it possible that his wife ......?"

"Maybe his wife heard that he was dead and immediately remarried!" Zhao Huan changed his posture, "It may also be that his wife died after sending the winter clothes......"

Bai Sang raised his hand and gave him a punch, knocking his chin crooked.

"Isn't it unreasonable?" Zhao Huan crooked his mouth to accuse Bai Sang, and then straightened the bones.