Of the two family buckets, Xia Beifeng only fished out four pieces of bread and a few soft lettuce leaves, and the rest went into Shen Qingge's stomach.

"Ancestor." When leaving the gate of KFC, Xia Beifeng looked at Shen Qingge very sincerely: "I want to tell you something." ”

"What's the matter? Say. ”

"Physiologically I'm a human being, an ordinary human being. It's not Ye Baiyu's kind of monster who can find a cave in the old woodland deep in the mountains and survive without eating for a few months just by relying on the photosynthesis of the sun and moon essence. He met Shen Qingge's confused gaze and said in a serious tone: "A normal adult male, the amount of food is actually very large, he will be hungry if he doesn't eat, and four pieces of bread are definitely not enough. ”

"I'm a normal zombie, too." Shen Qingge held the iced Coke in his hand, bit the straw and said vaguely: "I'm going to be hungry too, and I can't eat enough just cooked food, do you want to dedicate it and give me a bite?" ”

She took the lead and smiled sweetly at Xia Beifeng.

Two small spiky tiger teeth were exposed.

"We're both working hard, let's be considerate of each other, what do you think?"

Xia Beifeng's gaze paused for a few seconds on her two snow-white glowing tiger teeth, and suddenly realized, "Okay, so be it." ”

"That's right." Shen Qingge stood on tiptoe, patted Xia Beifeng's head hard, and said in a tone like coaxing a puppy on the side of the road: "Good boy, go back to sleep early, and follow me into the mountains tomorrow to find your master." ”

Xia Beifeng was silent for a long time before he said a word with mixed emotions.

"Okay."

"Then I'm leaving." Shen Qingge carried the silver spear on his shoulder, took two steps back, waved at Xia Beifeng, turned around and walked in the opposite direction.

Xia Beifeng looked at her back, and somehow his brain twitched, and he blurted out and asked, "Where are you going!" Is there a place to stay at night? ”

As soon as he said this, he felt regretful and longed to find a needle and thread to sew his mouth together.

What am I talking about! Crazy? Does it have anything to do with me where this guy lives?

It's a pity that he realized it too late.

"Yes, I'm going to stay with my friend." Shen Qingge turned his head and looked at him with a smile in his eyes, lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "My friend is a very cute girl, do you want to know where my friend lives?" ”

By cuteness, do you mean which part of her body is cuter, or is her bone cuter?

When Xia Beifeng heard the word "cute", he couldn't help but recall the scene where Shen Qingge held a handful of bones to introduce him to the "cute" "new friend".

I don't really understand the aesthetics of your dead people.

"I don't want to know." Xia Beifeng shook his head and took two steps back, and waved his hand at Shen Qingge: "Go all the way, have fun with your friends, I'll go back to the hotel." ”

"Oh, go ahead." Shen Qingge nodded: "Go to bed early, I'll go to your room tomorrow morning to find you." ”

I don't want to know how you're going to find me.

Xia Beifeng complained secretly, turned his back to Shen Qingge and quickly walked towards the direction of the hotel where he lived.

He turned the corner, but finally couldn't help but glance back.

The girl's figure had disappeared behind him, leaving only the wide, empty street, which looked particularly lonely in the light of the street lamps.

Sure enough, it's going so fast! Xia Beifeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the nerves that had been tense finally eased a little.

"On the way, buy two packs of instant noodles and go back to soak and eat." He pressed his slightly twitching stomach and sighed, "The burger without meat is too unpalatable." ”

After such a toss, by the time he really lay down on the bed, it was already the second half of the night.

He's actually walked a lot all day today, and he's already feeling very tired by this time. But for some reason, even though the muscles all over his body were sore and protesting against his sleep time, his spirit was still extremely excited, which eventually led to him lying on the bed, but he did not have the slightest sleepiness.

He stared at the ceiling, his mind churning about what he had done today, the people he had seen, and the news he had gotten, and the more he thought about it, the more excited he felt. In the end, he even began to use his imagination to speculate on the love and hatred between Ye Baiyu and Xu Tianyang's family.

It wasn't until the sky outside the window turned a little blue that all kinds of thoughts gradually subsided, and sleepiness also flooded his brain.

I really should have gone to bed, otherwise I haven't gotten up when Shen Qingge comes to me tomorrow, and the scene will be a bit scary.

He thought so vaguely that he fell into a deep sleep little by little.

He didn't sleep very well this time, and a strange dream swirled back and forth in his mind, tormenting his cranial nerves.

There seems to be a labyrinth of black holes in the dream. For a while, he sat on a high throne, watching the thousands of people below kneel and worship, and the white canine, which had always been huge, knelt beside him.

In the blink of an eye, the person who was kneeling on the ground and kowtowing turned into a skeleton with a rotten face and a strange smile on his face, still kowtowing to him, shouting something in his mouth.

And he himself was still sitting on the throne, holding his chin and looking boredly at the vast demons and monsters below.

Then came a fire that burned everything to the ground. And he was lying on a high city wall in a sea of fire, holding a few wine jars drunk like mud, singing loudly.

Neurotic bar, it's this! Xia Beifeng, who was asleep, resisted the urge to scold his mother and turned over.

These pictures alternately appeared in Xia Beifeng's dream, making him unable to sleep well. But you can't just wake up like this, you can only look at those memories that don't belong to you in half a sleep, and feel the joys, sorrows and sorrows of another person.

Luckily, the man wasn't an emotional person, and although he had a bit of a brain problem, at least he didn't do anything too strange. Even when I was lying in a sea of fire waiting to die, I still thought about inconsequential things like not having enough wine, and I didn't know whether it was open-mindedness or simple lack of heart.

If this man were still alive, he might be able to make a friend or something.

Xia Beifeng, who was asleep, had such a thought flashing through his mind.

But if it's dead, forget it, friendships across breeds generally don't end well.

But before he could ponder where the man in his dream had appetite for him, he was awakened by a hunch of danger.

Before his mind could fully react to what was happening, he quickly picked up the pillow, rolled over and rolled down the window, staring intently at the position where he had just been lying on the bed, and blocking the soft pillow on his chest.

In this series of actions, he did not forget to feel his dagger from the pants on the bedside.

Shen Qingge was sitting there, looking at him angrily, and put away the gun head that was lit on the pillow.

"What time is it, why did you wake up!" She shouted, "I said last night that I should get up early and climb the mountain, and look what time it is!" ”

Xia Beifeng lowered his head, glanced at the watch on his wrist, and said calmly: "Eight forty-three o'clock, for me before ten o'clock is considered morning, do you always want me to sleep for a while?" ”

"The beauty you think!" Shen Qingge jumped in front of Xia Beifeng from the spring bed, looked at Xia Beifeng who was half-kneeling at his feet condescendingly, raised his chin, and said proudly: "Hurry up and wash my face, brush my teeth and get dressed, and then we'll go!" ”

"Where's breakfast? I didn't eat enough last night. Xia Beifeng slowly stood up and threw the pillow back on the bed: "You didn't give breakfast this morning, you are simply abusing the staff!" ”

"That's right, it's just here to abuse you." Shen Qingge raised his leg and kicked lightly on his calf, rolled his eyes and urged: "Go and clean up, don't wait for me to get angry and really beat you." ”

"Got it-" Xia Beifeng replied weakly, picked up the pants on the head of the bed and the clothes on the back of the chair one by one, and walked to the bathroom while putting on his clothes: "Ah yes, I seemed to have had a very strange dream when I slept before, so I didn't sleep well all night, and now my head hurts...... I always thought that the dream might have something to do with this incident. ”

He stood in the bathroom, staring at the man in the mirror with bloodshot eyes and a pair of dark circles under his eyes, exhaled in resignation, lowered his head and began to squeeze toothpaste.

"What a dream, let's hear it." Shen Qingge followed him to the door of the bathroom, and looked at Xia Beifeng who was brushing his teeth with his arms crossed: "If it's not fun, I won't take you out to play in the future." ”

"I wish you wouldn't take me to play in the future." Xia Beifeng spit out a mouthwash, picked up a towel and wiped his mouth, and answered Shen Qingge's question: "It's a messy dream, the plot is not coherent at all, I can't remember what I saw at all." Just remember that there seems to be a patch of red? ”

"Red, is it a New Year?" Shen Qingge frowned and speculated: "What's there to be afraid of during the New Year, are you afraid of firecrackers?" ”

"It's not the Chinese New Year, I'm sure of this. The atmosphere is not festive at all, it is quite tragic, it seems to be a fire scene? Xia Beifeng quickly completed the series of actions of washing his face, brushing his teeth and shaving, turned his head to Shen Qingge and said, "Okay, you can go, I really don't want to eat?" ”

"I don't want to." Shen Qingge shook his head without hesitation and said.

Although she always said that she didn't want to eat breakfast, she still walked all the way to eat when she passed by the morning market, and it took nearly two hours to return to her original route.

"You said the thing you dreamed of was a fire? Or is it an ancient fire, and you still drink like a madman in the city? Still singing? Shen Qingge summed up Xia Beifeng's dream, and said seriously: "It's really tragic, can you listen to your singing out of tune like that?" Children should read less martial arts novels, you see what you think of yourself. ”

"Could it have anything to do with the ghost king on this mountain?" Xia Beifeng completely ignored Shen Qingge's nonsense, and speculated to himself: "I encountered a ghost fire on the way here the day before yesterday. took a picture and showed it to Xiao Tian, and he said that it was not an ordinary phosphorus fire, it should indeed be a dead person, but he didn't know the formation principle. I'm not going to dream about those things for this reason. ”

"You said the Ghost King!" Shen Qingge carried the gun, looked at the clear blue and cloudless sky, and repeated with a sigh: "Ghost King! ”

"I inquired yesterday, and it seems that there are very few people here who believe in Buddhism and God, and there are no ones at home, so they go to the roadside to burn paper and ask for the ghost king for anything. This ghost king may be something circulating around here, I've never heard of it before, and I don't even have a statue, and I don't know what it looks like, otherwise I can check it out...... What happened to you? ”

Shen Qingge kept looking at the sky as he spoke, with a thoughtful expression on his face, and he didn't know what he was thinking, but he tripped over a raised stone under his feet.

Xia Beifeng hurriedly stretched out his hand to support her.

"Huh?" Only then did Shen Qingge come back to her senses, thrust the gun in her hand into the ground, stabilized her body, and slapped away the hand that Xia Beifeng was holding her with: "I didn't do anything, what did you just say about the ghost king?" ”

"Feelings, you didn't listen to what I said just now, did you?" Xia Beifeng sighed helplessly, and told Shen Qingge the story he had heard about the legend of the Ghost King again.

"Oh, yes, this is indeed the territory of that guy from the Ghost King." After Shen Qingge listened, he suddenly said something like this for a while: "I haven't seen that guy for a while, and I don't know how it's now." ”

"Wait......" Xia Beifeng looked at her in disbelief: "You mean to say that this ghost king is not that kind of folklore, but that there really is this person?" ”

And you still know him?

Xia Beifeng stared at Shen Qingge intently, waiting for her answer.

"Yes, of course there is such a person...... Oh, it's not that he's not human...... Anyway, that's what happened, he used to live in the mountains over there, and I used to play mahjong with your master when I had nothing to do, so it's good that you understand. What's wrong, isn't it weird? ”

It's not strange, it's not strange at all, it's just that I'm alone.

Xia Beifeng felt that his three views had been reorganized again at that moment.

"That ......" He seriously considered for a while what kind of title should be used to describe the "ghost king": "Comrade that ghost king, what kind of species is he, the mountain god?" ”

According to local legend, the mountain god should be the closest thing to the right answer.

Could it be that Ye Baiyu is hiding in Tibet with a beautiful girl.

Did you find out that you were cheating on the girlfriend of the mountain god?

Or do you lose too much mahjong to escape debts?

Just when the not-so-serious imagination in Xia Beifeng's mind was infinitely diverging, he did hear Shen Qingge's negative voice on the side.

"It's not a mountain god, it's not a river god, it's not a land ...... Have you ever seen those guys come out like this, come out and say hello to the locals, and have a friendly exchange? ”

Xia Beifeng recalled when he heard this.

"It doesn't seem like there's any, so what is this? Like Ye Baiyu, a master who has lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests for many years? ”

"No, it's said that he's not alive, but it's not a monster." Shen Qingge stomped his feet twice irritably: "Anyway, he's just such a thing, he has been living here, as if he is guarding something, and he can't move around casually." ”

"So what's going on now? Ye Baiyu went to his house to steal something, was he hunted down and killed? Aren't you familiar with each other? Xia Beifeng asked suspiciously: "It sounds like this senior is quite peace-loving, but it's not the same as I imagined." ”

"He doesn't love peace at all, he just can't get out, otherwise he might be able to do something." Shen Qingge pushed aside the bushes on the side of the road as he walked, pointed to the dense grass and trees, turned back to Xia Beifeng and said, "Here, let's enter the mountain from here." ”

Xia Beifeng looked at the low shrubs covered with thorns on the ground, and then at Shen Qingge's two smooth calves.

Forget it, isn't it just drilling in the grass? What's the big deal.

At least I'm still wearing a pair of trousers.

"That guy, I mean the Ghost King, he seems to be older than me, Sparrow is quite familiar with him, if you want to know something, you can go back and ask Sparrow."

Shen Qingge led the way in front with brisk steps, and from time to time looked back at Xia Beifeng, who was struggling to follow her: "Can you go faster, how old is it, it's so hard to climb a mountain, what will you do when you get old in the future!" ”

"Alright." Xia Beifeng said angrily: "You go yours, leave me alone, I can't lose it." ”

"I'm not afraid you'll lose it." Shen Qingge looked at him with a smile and said happily, "I'm afraid of you...... I was dragged away and eaten without me looking. ”

(To be continued.) )