Feng Junjia turned his head and asked his father: "Ma Xiucai, do you think the name 'Xiaomi' sounds good?" ”

Grandpa felt a tingling on the top of his head, and the faces of Xiaomi for several generations appeared in his mind one by one. Grandpa couldn't help but tremble and said, "It's good, of course it's good." ”

"Then use that name." Feng Junjia said.

Feng Junjia's mother hugged Xiaomi and called out kindly: "Xiaomi...... Millet...... You're my millet......"

When Millet heard this, she suddenly burst into tears.

It was useless for a few of them to comfort or tease.

Grandpa said anxiously: "Come, let me hug and see!" ”

So, Millet was transferred to his father's arms. Grandpa hugged millet and shook it gently, and called softly while shaking: "Millet ...... Xiaomi ......"

Xiaomi really stopped crying, and her two pure eyes stared at the face of her grandfather, who was close at hand. It stands to reason that newborn children can't see anything, but Xiaomi looked at her grandfather with interest and didn't blink her eyes.

Feng Junjia saw that Xiaomi was quiet, and stretched out his hand to hug Xiaomi back. But as soon as Feng Junjia's hand touched Xiaomi, Xiaomi immediately cried again, and his voice was loud. It was as if Feng Junjia had thorns on her body, and as soon as she touched her, she would be in pain.

Feng Junjia had no choice but to wave his hand and said, "Okay, good, good, I don't hug, I don't hug." ”

They let Daddy hug Millet for a long time.

When Grandpa was holding Millet, he had a thousand words to say in his heart, but in front of Feng Junjia's family, he couldn't say anything. Moreover, Grandpa himself was hesitant to say it. If she said that, it is likely that she will open Xiaomi's alayya consciousness and make her remember those unpleasant experiences. The reincarnation of this spirit is different from ordinary reincarnation, and the reincarnated millet can only remember hatred but not love, and can only remember evil but not good, and the emotions caused by this are only anger and not peace.

Grandpa held millet like this until twilight.

Daddy had to return the millet to Feng Junjia. Fortunately, at this time, Xiaomi had fallen asleep soundly and did not cry again.

Feng Junjia wanted to send his father out, but his father hurriedly said: "Don't send it, it's dark now, it's not appropriate to go out with the child." When the sun sets, children are prone to getting dirty things. I know the way, I've walked back and forth so many times, you don't send it. ”

Feng Junjia stopped when he delivered it to the door.

Grandpa came out alone, and not long after he walked out of the door, he heard the laughter of children not far away. The sound was like a wind chime, clear and melodious, but a little weird.

It's so late, is there anyone whose children haven't gone back? Daddy thought to himself.

Grandpa thought he was suspicious, so he ignored the laughter and continued in the direction of Thrush Village.

After walking nearly a mile or two, Grandpa heard the laughter he had heard again.

Giggles......

Giggles......

The sound flickered near and far, high and low, as if the wind chimes were being blown indiscriminately by an uncertain wind, and thus made different sounds; It was as if the children were running close and far away, laughing out loud and covering their mouths to let the laughter slip out of their fingers.

Daddy stopped.

The laughter suddenly disappeared.

At this time, Grandpa was standing in an open field, he looked left and right, and did not see any children playing nearby.

Daddy was trying to take a step.

The laughter came out two or three more times.

Hey, hey, hee......

There were boys and girls in the voices, but they were all very young, as if a few children were deliberately mischievous and hiding, not wanting their grandfather to find out. But they thought it was funny, they couldn't cover it, and accidentally leaked a little sound. The sound was as light as a feather or a fallen leaf, and it was blown around by the night wind.

Grandpa had recited the "Jizo Sutra" here before, and he had surpassed all the lonely ghosts in the vicinity. But that's not all ghosts. Some of the ghosts didn't come out at that time. Some ghosts have come here from other places. So it's no surprise that there are still imps here.

Grandpa took out the silk from his pocket and wanted to subdue these little ghosts, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was not necessary. Humans and ghosts coexist, and if they are not forced to do so, there is no need to kill them all. So, he put the silk away again.

At that time, Grandpa didn't expect that he would have to meet those little ghosts later.

Daddy walked on, the laughter trailing.

When Grandpa left Feng Junjia's village, the laughter gradually faded away, and it seemed that a few naughty children were chasing after him and felt that it was too far away from home, so he lost interest and went back dejectedly.

The next afternoon, my father went to Feng Junjia's house again, and Xiaomi was still very clingy to my father, so I had to hug him.

Feng Junjia said with a smile: "Ma Xiucai has to come to my house every day." ”

When he went back that night, Daddy heard the laughter of the previous night again. The laughter followed Daddy again until he left the village.

Grandpa still thinks it's nothing. It's just a little ghost, no need to make a fuss. Island estimation of island blood.

But on the third day, my father didn't think so.

On the third day, my father went to Feng Junjia's house again. Before he went, Shang Ruoran followed him and chattered, saying that he should not fly to other people's houses every day like flies, others may hate it, but he just can't say it. Grandpa really felt that it was not good for him to go every day, but as soon as he had lunch, he couldn't sit still.

That day, my grandfather was sitting at the door of Feng Junjia's hall, holding the millet that was looking at my grandfather in a daze.

It was a little dark, and my father wanted to leave.

He was just about to get up from his chair when he heard a giggle.

Grandpa was shocked. Didn't you hear laughter when you walked out the other day? How did those imps get here today?

Daddy was thinking this to himself when a little girl's head came out from behind the threshold.

"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee......"

The little girl had a smile on her face, her teeth were not very straight, two of her front teeth were missing, her lips were black, her hair was messy like dead grass after autumn, and there were a few gray marks on her forehead and the tip of her nose, as if she had been scratched by a dirty hand.

Daddy subconsciously hugged Xiaomi tightly and stared at the little girl angrily. He could see at a glance that it was not a normal little girl, but a little ghost. This ghost is not an ordinary ghost, but a sporous ghost who specializes in deceiving the souls of other children.

There were several little heads sticking out from behind the little girl, some for little boys and some for little girls. There are gray marks on the face. They all looked into their father's arms. One of the spores made a chilling voice: "Millet, millet, come and play with us!" ”

Millet in Daddy's arms suddenly shivered.

Grandpa was worried that Xiaomi's soul would be deceived by them, so he yelled at them: "Get out! Don't come to Xiaomi! Otherwise, I'll let your souls go! ”

The children were startled, and several of their heads immediately shrank back and disappeared.

At this moment, Feng Junjia came back from outside. When he heard his father's shout, he looked around suspiciously and asked, "Ma Xiucai, who were you angry with just now?" ”

Millet was awakened by her grandfather's voice, but she didn't cry, her two little hands grabbed in the air.

Grandpa held Xiaomi's hand and said, "It's nothing, there are a few unclean things that want to harass Xiaomi." I told you before, don't take Xiaomi out when it's a little dark, you must remember. Grandpa realized that because millet itself is a reincarnated trait, it may be easy to provoke unclean things. Some people who are light-hearted may see unclean things around them all their lives, and the same is true for people who are reincarnated without a complete soul.

"Unclean things? Why didn't I see it? Feng Junjia looked around again.

Grandpa handed the millet into Feng Junjia's hands, and then stepped out of the door to look outside. Sure enough, there were no children outside. But it makes sense, those spores are good at hiding themselves.

Millet began to cry again.

Feng Junjia knew that it was useless to coax her, so he said to his grandfather helplessly: "Ma Xiucai, I can only trouble you to coax her to sleep before leaving." ”

Grandpa retreated into the house, hugged Millet, and coaxed her to sleep.

After Xiaomi fell asleep again, her father left Feng Junjia's house. This time, he heard the laughter of the trailing again.

Grandpa stood up and said sonorously: "You'd better stay away from Xiaomi, if I see you close to her in the future, I will take you all in." ”

The laughter came to an abrupt end.

Daddy looked back and saw the children standing behind him, all looking terrified. They stood still, motionless.

Grandpa sighed and said, "As long as you don't provoke her, I won't do anything to you." Let's go. ”

The children remained motionless, but the first little girl who appeared behind the threshold licked her jet-black lips, her tongue was also jet-black, and when she stretched out her lips to lick them, it was like a puddle of mud flowed out of her mouth. A streak of black saliva ran down the tip of her tongue and dripped to the ground.

"Let's go." Daddy waved at them.

The little girl moved cautiously, and then the other children moved.

The little girl ran as fast as she could, followed by the other children.

Then, laughter erupted again. It was similar to the cheerful laughter of children as they escaped punishment.

The children's laughter was too loud. An old lady opened the window from the house, looked outside, and said loudly, "Whose child?" Don't go back so late? ”

A young voice sounded in the room: "Mom, what are you shouting?" "It turned out to be the old lady's son.

The old lady turned back and said, "Listen to this laughter." There are children playing outside, what if they leave their souls outside? ”

In the house, her son said impatiently, "Mom, is there something wrong with your ears?" There's no laughter out there! ”

The old lady chattered: "When you were a child, you lost your soul because you didn't go home because of playfulness, and then I called the soul to find you back!" ”