The wooden shoes rattled on the ground, and Xiao Hui'er turned the handle of the umbrella, her eyes did not show any emotion, and her smile did not seem to be very contagious. Mu Ziyun stared at Xiao Hui'er, still with a chill in his heart, the same as the feeling he felt when he first saw Xiao Hui'er, as if he saw a beautiful and cold corpse smiling "happily" at him. She had all the characteristics of a living person, but Mu Ziyun really couldn't convince herself to admit that she was a living person.

Mu Ziyun took two or three steps back, and Xiao Hui'er stopped when she saw this, she slightly agitated her cheeks, lowered her head apprehensively, raised her eyes and peeked at Mu Ziyun twice, and then snorted angrily, glaring at him with disgust, this look looks like a girl about seven or eight years old, who wanted to join the game of her friends, but was rejected halfway. Her demeanor is vivid and vivid, making it impossible to find flaws at all, and Mu Ziyun also felt a trace of strangeness from her appearance, "She doesn't look like she's pretending, but she must be pretending", Mu Ziyun thought in his heart.

Xiao Hui'er turned sideways like a tightrope, walking left and right in front of Mu Ziyun, turning the handle of the umbrella from time to time, and casting a few glances sideways, squeaking in annoyance, to show that she was angry.

Mu Ziyun snorted, scratched his head and said, "To tell the truth, if you want to rest on other girls like this, I can still move my heart, so don't do it, it's not like that." ”

Mu Ziyun didn't realize how excessive what he said, he thought that Xiao Hui'er was an old ghost who had lived for hundreds of years, or even nearly a thousand years, but he wanted to make a little girl's posture, as soon as he thought of this, he felt that Xiao Hui'er's fake appearance was too hypocritical and disgusting. But what he didn't expect was that Xiao Hui'er might have existed long enough, but her psychological age was very young, and even changed younger from time to time, so Mu Ziyun's words just now hurt Xiao Hui'er, to be precise, it hurt the self-esteem of a girl around thirteen or fourteen years old (Xiao Hui'er's appearance is fifteen or sixteen years old).

"Hey, you stop, don't do this." Mu Ziyun was about to cry when she saw that Xiao Hui'er was wronged, "Everyone knows something about each other." ”

Thorn Le Xiao Hui'er shook her head and left, Mu Ziyun hurriedly caught up, but she couldn't catch up no matter how she ran, and watched Thorn Le Xiao Hui'er disappear into the long street.

Mu Ziyun had no clue, looking for it in a directionless way, and he was afraid that he would fall into a fantasy world again, so he was careful everywhere and didn't dare to talk to the dead souls. There is no concept of time in the country of ghosts, so he doesn't know how long he has been looking for it.

He felt tired, his neck began to stiffen, and when he gasped, his neck also leaked out (Mu Ziyun was a guillotine ghost), he found a bench on the long street and sat down, and the owner of the bench brought him a bowl of steaming wontons, it turned out that this ghost was an old woman selling wontons. Mu Ziyun looked at the bowl of wontons, and he actually whispered in his stomach, he didn't expect that he would be hungry when he became a ghost, in fact, Meng Po had already told him before, the lord of the ghost country forcibly robbed him of his two souls and six spirits in one breath before he died, so although they were nominally equivalent to death in the yang world, they were not pronounced dead in the underworld and the underworld, so the yang world also had to admit that he was not dead, and he could also have the characteristics of a living person in the yang world. And all the dead souls in the ghost country are actually like this, none of them have died in the real sense, although some of the dead souls have existed in the ghost country for tens of thousands of years, the nine thousand years of dead souls that Meng Po said are the longest dead souls in her cognition, in fact, she can't know at all if it is longer, because she has not entered the ghost country (the ghost country is actually the world behind the bridge)

Mu Ziyun thought to herself: "She is a ghost, and things are also ghosts, but I am also a ghost, what am I picky about?" So he thanked him, took the bowl and took a big bite to eat.

The old woman sat at the table, kindly watched Mu Ziyun finish eating, and asked, "Do you still want it?" ”

"No, it's delicious." Mu Ziyun wiped his mouth, was stunned suddenly, scratched his ears and said, "I don't have to give anything, there is no money here." ”

The old woman was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "Young man, this bowl of chaos is only two copper plates, and it is not easy for an old woman to make a living, so you can have pity on me." ”

"It's not that I don't give money!" Mu Ziyun felt left and right and took out a few broken gold nuggets, and said, "Is this okay?" ”

"What is this?" The old woman looked sad, "Young man, don't deceive me, I know what money is." ”

"So you tell you, what does money look like?"

The old woman looked at Mu Ziyun, sighed, packed up the dishes and chopsticks in frustration, turned around and left, maybe hesitated for a while, but still carried Mu Ziyun on her back, took out a copper plate from the cabinet, and deliberately let Mu Ziyun see it, and suddenly thought that this young man was young and vigorous and didn't give money to eat, maybe he would have to grab money, so he quickly closed the cabinet and vigilantly blocked the way to this side.

Mu Ziyun saw it in his eyes, wasn't that a real image of an old woman? It's as if she's alive. Mu Ziyun suddenly thought of the fantasy world he was in before, and wondered in his heart that every soul in this ghost country was in such a world, but he may have fallen deeper because of the deliberate interference of Thorn Le Xiaohui'er, and these dead souls were in a half-conscious state, in the eyes of this old woman, maybe she was really standing in the place where she was alive, and Mu Ziyun was a passer-by who came and went on the street, judging from the copper plate, the old woman was in an era and there was a lot of time gap between herself.

Mu Ziyun felt pitiful when she saw it, at such an old age, she worked hard when she was alive, but she didn't expect to be a dead soul and sell wontons for a living, Mu Ziyun thought to herself, If only I had two copper plates, don't hurt this old man's heart. As a result, he naturally had two more copper plates in his hand, and Mu Ziyun suddenly realized in his heart: "In this ghost country, there is really everything you need. ”

He hurried forward, and the old woman was startled, and looked at her vigilantly and in fact in fear. Mu Ziyun guiltily put the two copper plates in front of her and said, "Old man, don't be angry, I'm looking for someone, I was dizzy for a while, and I made fun of you, you don't want to move your liver and hurt your body." ”

The old woman's face finally softened, nodded kindly, and said, "Young man, it's all like this, you are a good boy." ”

Seeing that the old woman had accepted the copper plate, Mu Ziyun said goodbye and was about to leave, and suddenly turned around and asked, "Old man, do you know Xiao Hui'er?" I've been looking for her, but I can't find her. ”

"Is she your lady?"

"It's not..."Mu Ziyun was afraid that what he said was too complicated and useless, so he said to the old woman: "Do you know? ”

"I don't know, you guys quarreled? How old she is. ”

"She.... Who knows how old she is, like a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, she ran away without saying a word. Mu Ziyun said annoyedly.

The old woman nodded her arm with a smile and said, "The fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl is thin-skinned, you are afraid that you will hurt others by saying the wrong thing, but the girl of this age is also angry quickly, you just need to apologize to others." ”

"Alas, how can it be so easy, you are busy, I'll go first." Mu Ziyun said goodbye to the old woman and walked on the long street again. He opened his hand and wanted to get a few more copper plates, but he couldn't get them anyway, and then he deliberately went to a few shops that sold things, and found that in those places, he could get any era of currency that could buy things in the shops, Mu Ziyun understood that getting the copper plates was not relying on himself, but he entered the wishes of these dead souls, these dead souls may not be able to make money at all, they can only sell things to make money just like in life, so the money is in the hands of the guests.

"Alas, aside from being a ghost, this ghost place is really interesting." Mu Ziyun smiled, and then thought of his experience in the fantasy world, because there is no concept of time in the fantasy world, so he did not experience the feeling of vicissitudes, every time he came over is a complete restart of his body and mind, if there is a concept of time, then he can be regarded as living for thousands of years, in fact, from the perspective of time in the yang world, Mu Ziyun has been in the illusion world for three years. Yes, it has been three years since he was beheaded and came to the country of ghosts, and of course these Mu Ziyun don't know it himself, as if he just stood on this long street.

Where the hell is that guy? I'm afraid there is no possibility of survival, the corpse of the yang world may have been ruined by the group of guys of the "Son of Zhurong", alas, or maybe it has entered the loess, even if I escape, I will become a lonely ghost, and then die immediately, I have to find that guy, and beg her to let me get out of this place earlier, and enter the reincarnation to be a mortal, it is better than falling into this false world.

He had no clue at all, no ghost in the long street knew about the existence of Xiao Hui'er, he jumped higher up to the long street of the more ancient times, and saw too many strange scenes, but there was still no ghost who could give him an answer.

Mu Ziyun thought to himself, this guy really looks like a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl? I thought that if she was really the lord of this ghost country, then what he did would be known by Xiao Hui'er.

Mu Ziyun simply jumped to the bottom of the long street, raised his head on the soul-filled street and shouted: "Xiao Hui'er, I was wrong! I apologize to you! Yes-no-up, forgive me! ”

The revenants all went about their own things as if they hadn't heard, and after a while, a person who was an official in ancient times sneaked over, lowered his head and whispered to Mu Ziyun: "This is the pardon order of our Jingxiao County after my emperor ascended the throne, and these beasts above have been exempted from punishment. Mu Ziyun looked at the paper-like paper, and only his name was available. The official held the hilt of the knife in his hand and said: "Life is not easy in the county, the people have no food, the contradiction between the government and the people is big, and there are more thieves. ”

The corners of Mu Ziyun's mouth grinned, and he felt that the mystery was very interesting, Xiao Hui'er conveyed his meaning of forgiving him through this ghost, in the eyes of this official ghost, the emperor ascended the throne and granted amnesty to the world, and released the thieves and robbers in the prison, this may also be a metaphor for Xiao Hui'er, this girl is still angry.

Mu Ziyun didn't speak, and watched the revenant soul walk away with a knife. After a while, a teenage boy in a hurry, dressed like a scholar and carrying a thick leather bag, rushed past Mu Ziyun's side with an anxious face, and said: "It's over, it's late, Mr. is going to beat me again!" ”

was running, the bag fell out of the roll bamboo slips, Mu Ziyun shouted a few times and didn't see him stop, so he bent over and picked it up, opened it and looked, the bamboo slips were written with ancient and difficult words, where Mu Ziyun could understand, thinking that this might not be accidental, so he searched for the soul all the way to the teahouse of the older era of storytelling, the old storyteller looked at it, waved his hand and said: "The homework of the poor baby, roughly means that Mr. asked him to find someone, saying that it is the first step in knowledge." ”

"What is looking for someone?" Mu Ziyun asked.

"This person can also be understood as 'benevolence', most likely the teaching gentleman thinks about the reason for teaching, he can't really let him find someone, and he didn't say who to find, and knowledge can also be understood as the fun of knowing the avenue of life." The storyteller's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly snored.

Mu Ziyun walked back to the street with the book, and after a long time, he patted his head and said suddenly: "Maybe this girl deliberately gave it to me, I remember when we were separated, she said that when we met again, I asked me to play what game with her?" It turns out that it's really a game, and the first game is to find her? Well, this old thing .... I don't know how many years I have existed, and I still engage in these tricks. ”