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Niutou Village is located in the northeast of Qingzhou.

It's an ordinary village.

The village chief's surname is Liu, and his single name is a strong character. At the age of forty, he is loyal, has a good heart, and is deeply loved by the people in the village.

The most important thing is that although he is honest, he is very thoughtful in some aspects.

The situation in the past few years of the Great Zhou has not been good, especially in Qingzhou. Drought is often followed by snowstorms, not to mention ordinary villages, even in big cities, there is hunger.

However, although Niutou Village has had a miserable life in recent years, there are few tragic incidents of starvation to death.

This is not unrelated to Liu Zhuang's finding another way to take the young people in the village to the mountains to hunt, for which Liu Zhuang was in danger several times, and the people in the village respected him more and more.

The Guanglin ghost woke up in a thatched hut in this Niutou Village.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and he was greeted by a pair of big black eyes.

"Are you awake?" Seeing that the Guanglin ghost woke up, the owner of those eyes suddenly said excitedly. "You wait, I'll go and call Daddy. ”

At the end, the man didn't forget to remind him, and then he jumped out of the room.

At that time, the Guanglin ghost slowly sat up from the somewhat shabby bed. He looked at his right arm, which was bandaged with sackcloth, and the bleeding had long since stopped, but his face was still a little pale. On the way, he really lost too much blood, and it was a great thing to be able to pick up this life.

Thinking about this, Guanglin Ghost got up and got out of bed.

But as soon as the foot was put down, the owner of those eyes walked in with a middle-aged man.

Guanglin Ghost was stunned for a moment, subconsciously looked up, and only then did he see that the owner of those eyes was a little girl who was no more than twelve or thirteen years old, and this appearance seemed to be quite similar to the Buddha he had seen in his dream.

He was in a trance at that time, giving birth to the illusion that dreams and reality were intertwined.

The feeling made his already dizzy head cramp, and he sat up and fell back to the bed again.

Seeing this, the little girl and the man hurried forward.

The man was a rough man, although he had the intention to hold the Guanglin ghost, but the movement in his hand was really too big, and he didn't quite hold the right arm of the Guanglin ghost. Under such a pull, there was a cramping pain in the little monk's right arm, and he let out a cry of pain, and his head tilted and he passed out again.

"Dad!" the little girl stomped her foot very dissatisfied, and was as dissatisfied as she was with her sloppy father.

The man also knew that he was at a loss, he hurriedly checked the condition of the little monk and made sure that he was fine, so he scratched the back of his head embarrassedly, and looked at his daughter apologetically, but the little girl gave the village elder a roll of the eyes.

......

After the Guanglin ghost woke up again, it was already nightfall.

The moment he opened his eyes, he was still staring at those big black eyes.

Compared to today's afternoon, he is in much better shape.

"Are you awake?" the little girl seemed to be guarding him all along, and the moment he woke up, she leaned over and stretched out her little hand to help Guanglin Ghost's somewhat weak body up.

"Where is this?" asked Guanglin Ghost in a deep voice. He was much more sober, but his mood was not too high.

He always kept the conflict in his mind about the conflict in Linglong Pavilion, and he was somewhat puzzled as to why that happened.

Is it really so difficult to subdue demons?

He didn't understand why those people would stop him, and what made him even more incomprehensible was why there were two voices in his heart.

The conversation was so clear that it was as if there were two souls living in his body.

It made him have to think about questions that he had never thought about before, who was he, why did he stay in the ruined temple with the old monk, who was the old monk, and who was he before the ruined temple?

It seems that the memories of these things have been sealed by some unknown force, blurred, and can even be considered a blank.

And as soon as he thought about these things, he couldn't help but feel a cramping pain in his mind, which made him miserable.

"This is Niutou Village. The girl heard Guanglin's question and responded without thinking.

"Did you save me?" the Guanglin ghost was about to get out of bed again.

"Hmm. The girl nodded, but she was a little worried about the Guanglin ghost at this moment, and hurriedly reached out to hold it in case he fell to the ground carelessly.

"Thank you. Guanglin Ghost glanced sideways at the smiling girl and said.

"It's okay. The girl was a little embarrassed by the Guanglin ghost, she squinted her eyes, showed her dimples, and responded with a smile.

Guanglin Ghost was stunned, he felt that this girl was very cute when she smiled, so cute that it was like a spring breeze in March and an autumn rain in September.

"By the way, are you a monk?" the little girl helped Guanglin Ghost to the wooden table on the side, and brought him a bowl of food from the back room, although it was just some green vegetables with rice, but maybe it was because he hadn't eaten for a long time, and the aroma of the rice alone made him can't help but move his index fingers.

"Hmm. Guanglin nodded and began to eat the meal in front of him.

"You can eat more, my father said that you are seriously injured and your body is very weak..."The little girl began to babble in his ear, from the parents of Niutou Village to her village chief, how her father took the villagers up the mountains to hunt and make a living.

Guanglin Ghost was used to listening to the chatter of the old monk in the broken temple, and he was not bored with the little girl's somewhat cumbersome topics, but chatted with him again and again.

"What do you mean by hunting?"

"It's to go to the mountains to catch those game, snow rabbits, pheasants. Let me tell you, once my dad caught a wild boar, that guy, it's a big deal. Let the people in our village eat for more than half a month. ”

"Your father gave everything to the villagers?"

"Yes, my father said, everyone lives together, no one can say for sure about this natural and man-made disaster, since it is a village, we should help each other. ”

"Every time I have a lot of things in my house, I will share them with others, and the grandfather Hu at the head of the village is old, and my father will go over to take care of it every day!" Speaking of her father, the little girl's face suddenly brightened, and she seemed to be very proud of it.

"Your dad is such a nice guy. Guanglin, who was eating, suddenly stopped, then tilted his head and said, he thought that if everyone in the world was like a little girl, then he wouldn't have to think so hard about Pudu sentient beings.

"That's not it. The little girl craned her neck and raised her white jaw high, like a rooster that had won a battle. But suddenly, she seemed to think of something, the look on her face darkened, and she said: "But there are still people in the village who say that my father is a fool, and he doesn't want to save some food in such a bad year, but he gives alms to others." ”

Speaking of this, the little girl's face was a little angry.

"Well, why? Didn't your father help the village so much, why would anyone still dislike him?" Guanglin Ghost also frowned at that time, and he was quite puzzled by this matter.

"I don't know, I also told my dad about this, but my dad said that what others think is someone else's business, but what he does is his business, and being a man must be worthy of his conscience, and a good person will definitely have a good reward. Are you right when you say my father?" asked the little girl, tilting her head sideways to look at the Guanglin Ghost.

Guanglin Ghost was stunned when he heard this, he tilted his head and thought for a while, before he nodded and said solemnly.

"Well, it will, good people will be rewarded. ”