For several days in a row, Bai Sang kept talking about the moonlight ghost, and asked him crookedly, "Why can't we burn a winter coat for him?" ”

"Because it's not the one he's waiting for. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Bai Sang looked at Zhao Huan, "Hey, do you also have a wish that you don't have, so you won't leave?" ”

"It's not a wish, it's just that there is no sustenance!" Zhao Huan turned his head to look at Wanwan, and asked her with a smile, "Wanwan, tell me, were you sad when your grandmother left?" ”

"What are you doing!" Bai Sang shook his foot and kicked at him.

"Sad." Wanwan took Bai Sang's hand and looked at him with a smile, "But uncle, if I am sad for a long time, my grandmother will not be able to sleep well." ”

"Yes, you also know that the eternal sadness makes grandma unable to sleep well, but some people don't know."

"Wow!" Bai Sang saw that Wanwan was fine, and grabbed Zhao Huan, "I was hiding it at the beginning~"

"......" Zhao Huan walked in front with his hands behind his back, smiling meaningfully.

"Brother, look, uncle is the adult." Wanwan took his hand, "Grandpa is also an adult, only the master of double scissors is an old man." ”

"What about me?"

"Hey...... "Hey, hey......, hey

Zhao Huan felt that his crooked tone was quite like an adult who had gone through the world, probably an illusion.

"Brother, there's someone there!" Bending and pointing not far away, a courtyard could be faintly seen. Bai Sang and the others became more and more remote, spending the night in the wilderness for several days in a row, and when they saw people at first glance, they were very excited.

"Can't you see it?" Zhao Huan asked her.

"What?" Bending and bending.

"The house there is not for people to live in." Bai Sang put the bend on his back and prepared to walk over directly.

Six or seven-year-old children, all see the wind, and now holding Wanwan will already make Wanwan feel uncomfortable.

"People can live too." Behind him, a man with a hoe and a handful of wild onions in his hand said.

The man was short, round and chubby, with a black-red face, wearing a white coarse linen shirt with a round belly exposed, and a pair of black lampgrass pants underneath.

Bend turned her head to look at him, and laughed out loud.

"What is the little girl laughing at?" The man smiled innocently, raised the green onion in his hand, and asked her if she wanted to eat it.

"Uncle, are you a pig?" Bent looked at him, pointing behind him.

"Oh, it's not an ordinary little girl!" The man smiled even more happily, "A few customers, why don't you go to the store to sit down, there are no ghosts in the store these days, it's very quiet." ”

"Yes." Zhao Huan looked at him, nodded, and still walked in front.

The man was very good at chatting, and said: "My surname is Zhu, many years ago, a kid met me and named me Zhu Wujie, you call me Lao Zhu Cheng." ”

"The little girl is not afraid of me?" Then he asked again about the crook who had been smiling at him.

"Don't be afraid!" Wanwan shook his head, struggled down from Bai Sang's back, took the green onion in Lao Zhu's hand, and said, "Uncle Zhu, I see a shadow behind you!" ”

"What kind of shadow wow?" Lao Zhu didn't take it to heart and asked her, "Do you want to eat and copy your hands?" I'm pretty good at outflanking. ”

"Copying hands is the name of Shuzhong, right?" Zhao Huan asked him, "It's quite far away from Shuzhong here." ”

"The name of Sichuan." As he spoke, he had come to the door of the store, and there was a big hole in the top of the firewood, through which he could see the inside of the yard. Lao Zhu pushed open the door, "Come in, it's quite shabby, don't laugh." ”

"Is copying hands the name of Sichuan?" Wanwan followed Bai Sang into the yard, "It's so beautiful!" ”

"I haven't taken care of it for a long time, and it's all messy." Lao Zhu was a little embarrassed, and howled loudly, "Come in and sit, come in and sit." ”

"Can I look at the flowers?" Bending to return the green onion to him, he asked embarrassedly. When she saw the flowers, she forgot about copying her hands.

But in the small yard, the flowers are really good. The courtyard wall is a one-man high earthen wall, and at the head of the wall is a vine hanging into the courtyard, and I don't know what kind of vine this is, the leaves are thin and gray-brown, and many tender green flowers bloom on it, which are quite large.

Around the roots of the courtyard wall, there are orchid grasses, slender and long leaves, quite elegant.

In the middle of the courtyard is a stone road, which divides the courtyard into two, and Lao Zhu divides the courtyard on both sides into two, leaning on the two plots of land at the courtyard gate, planting some onions and garlic, and leaning on one side of the house, planting colorful flowers.

Don't look at the small place, there are estimated to be more than 100 kinds of flowers, all of which are uncommon, and they don't know one of them, and Bai Sang can only shout out a few of them.

"Yes." Lao Zhu saw that she had been staring at the flowers, and couldn't help laughing, "If the girl likes it, you can take it off and play with it, but don't touch that vine, you have a big temper." ”

"Okay."

Bending and carefully stepping on the mud floor, I can only smell the flowers on the side, the inside is too crowded, and I will step on the flowers when I go in.

"How many people are there? Why is it so remote? After walking a few kilometers and turning a corner, you will find the main road, and after walking along the main road for a few hours, you will be able to see people. Lao Zhu moved a chair and sat under the eaves to sort out the wild onions, and Zhao Huan sat on the ground, took a handful and began to sort it out.

Bai Sang looked at the flowers and plants in a yard, and sighed in his heart, these are all flowers in the Great Wilderness, this demon is amazing.

"You can't take the big road, you will want to take the car when you take the big road, and you will think that it is better to cast a spell when you take the car, and you will get there directly, which is not interesting." Bai Sang stretched out his hand, picked a flower, stuffed it in his mouth, swallowed it after chewing a few times, and was about to pick it again, so he bent and grabbed his hand and forbade him to touch it.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's good to be useful when you plant it, and it's even better if you can eat it."

"It's useful to see." Bending and muttering, in short, Bai Sang is not allowed to be picked.

"This doll is cute, what's its name?" Lao Zhu asked Zhao Huan.

"Zhao Wanwan." Bai Sang replied and swore an oath of sovereignty.

"That kid was a little bigger than Wanwan, wasn't he? The flowers in this yard are all planted by him, and they are protected like treasures, and vegetables cannot be planted next to them, for fear that these mundane things will pollute these fairy wonders. Lao Zhu smiled and said, "That kid is quite capable, and he taught me all the skills of cooking." ”

"And what about the others now?" Zhao Huan asked.

"He's just an ordinary person, about a thousand years, and he's been dead for a long time." A trace of emotion crossed Lao Zhu's eyes, like sadness and helplessness.

"Most of what you make is for the souls of the dead, right?" Bai Sang and Zhao Huan sat down side by side and snatched the wild onion in his hand.

Zhao Huan took some again

"yes, he was made for ghosts back then." Lao Zhu entered the house and took a wooden bucket and put the sorted green onions into it, "A strange boy broke into my cave and called me to dig matsutake for him, and it was a little powerful, I was also bored, and it was very difficult to endure for a long time, so I came to this shop with him." ”

"What's that person's name?" Zhao Huan was curious.

"The kid has been calling him, and I don't know what his name is, but the ghosts who come here to eat all call him Boss Qing." Old Zhu also has a big heart, "One year, he made a meal and led the souls of the living into the dish, but I couldn't see it, so I killed him." ”

"Bringing the soul of the living into the dish?" Bai Sang frowned, "How did you get it?" ”

"I don't know where he came from." Lao Zhu sighed, "When he found me, he was a ten-year-old child, with clear eyes, how could he look like a person who did bad things?" ”

"Enough, eat tonight." Lao Zhu took the green onions that Bai Sang and Zhao Huan had sorted out, put them in a bucket and carried them into the kitchen, "You guys sit down by yourself for a while, I'll cook." ”

"Uncle, I want to learn to be a copyist...... "Wanwan grabbed the corner of his clothes, and saw that he was wiping his eyes, "Uncle, what's wrong with you?" ”

"It's okay, it's okay, the green onion is a little smoky."