I don't know how long I have been running, anyway, the person doesn't seem to be tired, but every day when the time comes, there will be food to his mouth, from resistance, to eating and vomiting, to habit, he can calmly eat two bites by the way and ask him to change some taste from the box that seems to be connected to the four-dimensional space on his back, Zheng Chulan suddenly found that there is no unbearable suffering for real people, and there is also his own strong adaptability, which is simply a genius.

I don't know if this place is particularly remote, or the mountain road that this person picked, anyway, I haven't seen anyone for so long, the only time I almost met a hunter, and I was scared away by this man's strong posture and the fast footsteps and sounds of the movement.

After another sleep, when I opened my eyes again, the surroundings were already lively, the crowd was bustling, probably because my own combination was too strange, there were always people watching them on the road, Zheng Chulan couldn't help but reach out and poke the man, but the man was still indifferent, until he came to a place where the beams were carved and painted, a trace of red thread hung down from the upper floor, and at the end of the red line was a small string of red beans, swaying with the wind, and looking along the red line to the end was a flower branch, with a small osmanthus dotted on it, and the end of the branch was a jade hand, The so-called plain hands Qianqian, ice muscles and jade bones, is to describe this kind of person, one pair of hands can win everyone's attention. And at this moment, the hand moved, the branches were slightly heavy, and the mountain of people who had been silent beside him finally opened his mouth:

"Ghost Mother."

After speaking, the index finger of that hand tapped on the flower branch, and then changed his hand to put away the flower branch, and after a while, someone walked quickly to the front and said:

"Mr. Ghost, please come with me." He bowed down and pointed to an alley with his arms outstretched, where the branches of the trees had been put away, and it seemed that the man was gone.

And the person who was called the ghost didn't speak, Zheng Chulan pouted, moved, changed a comfortable position, watched them stalemate, didn't wait for a moment, a red bean shot out from the upper floor, I don't know if the ghost did anything, the red bean that shot at him broke before it could get close, and behind the broken red bean was a steel needle!

The ghost quickly pulled out something from his box that seemed to be connected to four dimensions, as if he heard the sound of "Zheng", and when he looked closely, he found that it was the thing that accompanied him the most along the way, Bao.

Then he watched speechlessly, pull out the needle, then buckle the needle near the pinhole, and put the bun back into the magical box.

Vaguely, I could hear a sigh, and then a voice seemed to ring in my ears, with a hint of drunken hoarseness and laughter

"It's hard for you to stay with a fool."

Immediately the man moved, it should have been that the woman also told him something, Zheng Chulan lightly retracted his starry eyes and pursed his lips, Qinglou is it? Oh, what a mockery.

It was just thinking about it, I saw that the attendant took the man to turn a few corners, and came to a courtyard, in the garden a tree of osmanthus, but not luxuriant, under the tree there was a young child who looked at the back, dressed in luxury, was squatting there with a small wooden stick to hold the soil, very focused. Someone seems to be tuning in the wing room on one side, has been using a tune, but tunes out a strange feeling, the people here don't seem to have anything to do with him, and a few breaths of kung fu, there is a gradual sound of footsteps, a bare hand on the door curtain, slowly opened, but no one is seen, but then the voice just came, revealing a lazy and indifferent.

"What did he send it for?"

"Sir said*." The man still said without any expression,

"Huh," the woman smiled mockingly, but did not answer. The man continued

"She's alive." As soon as the words fell, the woman seemed to know what he was saying, and the song that had been playing just now stopped, and the air seemed to freeze, and only the child was still digging tirelessly in the earth.

She ...... She ...... "She seemed to have too many questions to ask, and they all rushed up and blocked her throat, and she didn't know where to start, but it finally turned into a sigh."

"I'll teach her well, let him ...... Just...... My lord remembers that he promised me. ”

"Nature." The man was about to put Zheng Chulan on the ground, but Zheng Chulan suddenly pulled his sleeve. When I looked at her, I saw her let go of her hand, and then raised it to herself, before her eyes. After this period of getting along, the man subconsciously took out the piece of bun just now and put it in her hand.

"Heh, did the adults teach me to be self-reliant?" Zheng Chulan continued to look up at him, the man paused, looked at the door, and said

"He'll teach you." As the words fell, a person turned out of the place where there was no one just now, a wall-colored robe was draped in a beautiful and strange red forging, and a green silk was loosely held with only a bi-colored ribbon. The visitor was not wearing bright makeup, but had a flower in her hand, except for the red, as if she had nothing to do with it.

"Ghost girl, you ......" The man seemed to have clearly noticed something unusual, and there was hesitation in his tone for the first time. It caused the woman called the ghost lady to hook the corners of her mouth.

"It's good to follow him, you don't look like you came out of Ghost Valley anymore now." The child who was digging on the side was obviously stunned, and the man slapped it with a strong palm, and suddenly scattered a flower, and the flower that flew from the woman scattered into fragments and sprinkled on the child's body. The child straightened his waist, patted the purple embroidered auspicious pattern on his body, as if nothing had happened, glanced at Zheng Chulan's direction, raised his legs and left. The woman burst out laughing,

"It's not time for the hour, oh, this kid bought this tree for a lot of money, and he comes every day at noon and leaves at the end of the day." I don't know if this is an explanation or not, and the man withdrew his gaze from the child's steps. road

"You know, no one but you can keep her alive." It seemed to be threatening, it seemed to be caring, but because the person who spoke had no tone and couldn't speculate, he took out something from the box and handed it to Zheng Chulan,

"I think you forgot about that."