Kong Chuan beckoned to Ling and me, and Xuanhu turned back to his original form and ran under his arm, and twenty minutes were up.

"How's it going?" he shouted, "did you get the answer you wanted?"

I walked up to this demon slayer who didn't kill demons, "Can the family you just said really do it?"

"I don't know much about the others," Kong Chuan said, "My words are still okay, after all, I am from the 'Jing' department." ”

The demon killer is divided into three systems: law, martial arts, and essence, and the demon killer of the essence system can control the heart of the monster. Paper Ling once told me that the ability of ghostwriters is somewhat similar to that of the "fine" system.

"But isn't this coercion?" I asked, "Is it really what they think they are to be family by controlling the minds of the youkai through the ability to slay the demons?"

"The so-called control is not just about forcing them to obey," Kong Chuan waved his hand, and the monsters that were still around him just now scattered away to play with themselves, "Proper use of control to guide them to feel more emotions, so as to find peace of mind and fill the emptiness created by humans, this is also another way to use 'jing'." ”

"Use your family to fill the void?"

"There's nothing like family to heal the soul," Kong Chuan said, "and that's true for humans, and it's true for youkai." Youkai who haven't opened the emotional world are free, but once they have come into contact with humans, they put on emotional shackles, and if they don't guide them out, youkai can easily end up depressed. The family is a completely alien concept to them, and when they realize that the interweaving of emotions is not limited to just two lives, emotions are no longer a burden. ”

"Youkai and humans, youkai and youkai, can all be family?" I said, "but after all, they are two completely different creatures..."

"Of course not everyone can, then the world will be chaotic," Kong Chuan smiled, "Originally, there shouldn't be a mutual understanding between humans and demons, but there are always some exceptions, and at this time, demon exterminators are obliged to deal with these exceptions, so there will be demon exterminators like me." ”

"With all due respect," I bowed my head slightly, "if you are the center of this so-called family, if you leave the world one day, won't it be a disintegration from the center for the youkai you have signed a contract?"

"I've thought about it, too," Kong Chuan said, "and if I leave, these youkai will re-enter the empty loop, but if this dependency relationship is centered on the concept of family, there will be no similar situation." ”

"How?"

"Although the life span of human beings is very short, blood, or children, will become the continuation of human life. If you become a lover or a friend with a youkai, the youkai who depend on you will become confused when you leave, but what if it's family? Kong Chuan said, "This is also why, the demon exterminators of the 'jing' system have been passed down from generation to generation." ”

Suddenly, I thought of Qingsu and Guan Qing's grandmother. Yes, when the old lady passed away, Qingsu transferred all her thoughts to Guan Qing.

"I would venture to ask," I said, "in your opinion, is it good or bad to be associated with youkai?"

"Don't take the initiative to get married, and don't run away rashly. Kong Chuan looked at me, "Are you really a ghostwriter?"

"Well, you must have heard what Ling and I said just now. I said, "I'm a ghostwriter who isn't very competent." ”

"You want to help youkai, and you're afraid of hurting youkai, and you doubt if you're up to the task. Kong Chuan was not surprised at all, and his tone seemed to be analyzing, "On the way to help the monsters, you were only resigned, and you found that you had feelings for some monsters, and you felt that you couldn't afford this responsibility?"

“... You're right. "It was as if I had been stripped naked," I seemed to know what I had to do, but I didn't know what to do. ”

"A ghostwriter doesn't need to wander through the mountains," Kong Chuan said, "You have a paper spirit, right?"

I nodded.

"That's good," he said, "since you're here, let's go to the Pocket Country, after all, this is a place where every demon slayer and ghostwriter must pass." ”

"Where do you have to go?"

"The trail ahead leads to the Pocket Country, where the fungus people are the resident residents," Kong Chuan said, "It's a kind of yokai that is close to its primitive state, and if you really want to be a decent ghostwriter, then go talk to the fungus people first." He looked at me, "The ghostwriter has been passed down from generation to generation, just like us, and I'm afraid your parents have been here before." ”

Fathers... Pen... Mother...

"Know yourself before you can help others. Kong Chuan took out a small packet of something similar to tea from his bag, "Use this to soak in water and take a sip at the gate of the pocket country, it can be regarded as a pass." ”

"Thank you," I carefully put away the bag of tea, "I appreciate that you can help me so much... I always feel like I've met good people along the way. ”

"It's mutual," Kong Chuan said, "when I was younger, I was also helped by ghostwriters. ”

"Do you remember the ghostwriter's name or look?" I asked.

"I don't know his name, but I remember that he was a man who wasn't very tall, with a beard. ”

"Oh... "Well," doesn't seem to be a very clear message, "All in all, thank you." ”

Before saying goodbye to Kong Chuan, I told him about the man who asked me to find Ling.

"I took it upon myself to think that the man should not be given another chance to see Ling. I said.

"From my point of view, I don't want Ling to see him again, and the memories he brings to this little guy are almost all bad. Kong Chuan said, "But that's all, many things have their own development trajectory, and they don't rely on our personal ideas to decide." But thank you for not bringing that guy here. ”

and Kong Chuan left a "ruler" breath on each other, loquat seemed to be the first time to have such a close contact with the same kind, and the curious little head turned for a long time without stopping.

"If you have something to do in the future, write a letter with a ruler. Kong Chuan said, "I still like to deal with young people. ”

"Okay, then I'll go to the Pocket Country first, you take care of yourself. ”

I bowed to Kong Chuan again, and after seeing him go, I walked back to the place where the road had disappeared.

"Take a sip in front of the Pocket Country. I repeated what Kong Chuan had told me, and soaked the tea leaves that didn't look strange in a water cup, and the water in the cup quickly turned blue, and the tea leaves disappeared.

Can you really drink it... I'm not going to be a monster or something after drinking it...

After hesitating for a long time, I thought of helping Lao Fan ask about winemaking, so I took a sip with my eyes closed.

Wow! How can there be such a bad thing! It's like paint! Stuck to my throat.

As I struggled with the strange cyan liquid, the scene in front of me expanded at a second's speed, and soon I found that I was as tall as the pebbles on the side of the road.

"In the end... What happened..."The road that had disappeared reappeared in front of me due to the changes in my body, it was a path hidden under flowers and plants, and the normal human body must not be seen or passed.

But I'm not happy about it, because... The cyan liquid only made my body smaller, and my backpack and clothes were still as large as before, scattered on the grass around me.

That's right, now I'm standing naked in front of the trail leading to the pocket country.