"What did you say?" Xiao Hui'er sat beside Mu Ziyun and asked with a radiant expression, she looks like a seven or eight-year-old girl.

Mu Ziyun pressed his hands on his knees, he had already left the old dryad with Thorn Le Xiaohui'er and sat on the highest peak of the world (his fantasy world, its peak is higher than the sky, but in fact they are still in the long street of the ghost country), the two of them sat on the edge of the cliff, and under their feet were layers of thick clouds. Mu Ziyun was stunned, played a clever role, lowered his head and replied that it was nothing, and then seemed to hesitate for a while, he asked, "You... Who is it, you now. ”

"I'm Xiao Hui'er! Little Hui'er, you're going to forget me? Xiao Hui'er's brows were inexplicably eager.

"Xiao Hui'er, hasn't anyone played games with you before?"

"Yes," Xiao Hui'er recalled with a sad face, "I used to have a lot of friends, but they didn't like to play games, and they left me before the game was over, huh? Don't you remember that I went to Hades? At that time, I found two partners, but unfortunately they didn't want to play with me, Mu Ziyun... You won't and won't accompany me. ”

"No, I promise." Mu Ziyun turned his head and smiled: "I've persevered for so many years, besides, I also like to play games, anyway, we don't have time imprisonment, so we have unlimited time, with you by our side, it's much better than fantasizing about the world alone." ”

"Let's pull the hook!" Little Hui'er is like a five- or six-year-old child who is looking forward to it, longing for a firm promise. Mu Ziyun stretched out his hand and completed the agreement with her.

"Little Hui'er...."

"Huh? What else to talk about? ”

"You..... Have you... Never mind. ”

"What exactly do you want to ask?"

"Xiao Hui'er, I want to talk to you."

"We're not on..."

"I want to talk to Xiao Hui'er, who is Xiao Hui'er?"

"Me" Xiao Hui'er pointed to the tip of her nose, looked at Mu Ziyun strangely, and asked, "Are you confused?" ”

"You.... You're not. Mu Ziyun smiled and looked at the girl calmly, and he continued: "The palm of your hand holding the handle of the umbrella is sweating again, I know who you are, you are Song girl." ”

Xiao Hui'er was stunned for a moment, immediately turned her face sideways, and said eagerly: "What nonsense are you talking about, I'm Xiao Hui'er!" She gripped the handle of the umbrella tightly with both hands, but never lifted her eyes.

"Why do you keep holding an umbrella?" Mu Ziyun reminded.

The umbrella in Xiao Hui'er's hand turned into a wisp of green smoke, she raised her head, looked at Mu Ziyun's face with blinking eyes, and asked, "Do you know who I am?" ”

"Qingqing girl, your eyes can speak, I know it's you."

"Wrong, I-yes-little-Hui'er!" Xiao Hui'er pointed to the tip of her nose and said again.

"Yes" Mu Ziyun sighed and said softly to himself: "You all wish you were Xiao Hui'er, so you all became Xiao Hui'er, maybe what the old tree demon said is right, where is the real Xiao Hui'er, my partner has always been you, Xiao Hui'er doesn't exist, she just.... It's just a shell, but why, this shell is Xiao Hui'er's face, is this the appearance of the girl Xiao Hui'er that Song Yatou once saw? I'd rather you keep changing your ways. ”

"What are you talking about, I don't understand what you're saying, I'm Xiao Hui'er." Thorny little Hui'er is innocent and innocent.

Mu Ziyun stretched out his arms, stretched his whole body tired, he shouted loudly, and after shouting a few times happily, he turned his head and said, "What's the next game, let's start!" Girls, no, it's little Hui'er! ”

Time is rising, the spring and autumn of the yang world is another thousand years, and in the ghost country, the fatigue of different dead souls is also different, they don't care about time at first, so time flies away, and a year in the yang world is only a few days in their hearts. After a long time, they began to have the first trace of fatigue, and then time slowed down, a year in the yang world, in their hearts became a month or several months, as the fatigue increased, time became slower and slower, when the time in the yang world and the time in their hearts remained at the same level, their fatigue was still increasing, and the more fatigue accumulated, the faster it worsened, those who stayed long enough, the yang world for a year, in their hearts maybe two years, and those who were longer were ten years, Or even decades.

But when the fatigue exceeds a certain limit, the dead soul will have a state of relief or resignation, at this time they think that everything doesn't matter, and they can't remember the difference between the yang world or the ghost kingdom, they will gradually become stupid, and the fantasy world will begin to become more and more "unpresentable", so that eventually they almost lose the ability to fantasize, because their minds are blank, they have lost all emotions, and when the dead soul reaches this state, it will disappear, Because there is no point in doing anything.

They will become transparent, and they will not be disturbed by any other revenant fantasy world, because there are conditions for revenant souls to enter the fantasy world of other revenants, for example, Mu Ziyun is hungry, so he has the idea of eating, so he can enter the restaurant of revenant, or he wants to ask for news, or find someone, and be able to enter shows that he himself has an idea that can connect with the revenant world, but those relieved revenants can't see all the fantasy worlds of other revenants, and the country of ghosts has become an endless white world in their eyesOr rather, they are no longer regarded as existing, they are still in the realm of ghosts, but they seem to have become an invisible qi, unable to enter samsara, without any thoughts and emotions.

Mu Ziyun put his hand in his sleeve, and sat numbly on the long street where people came and went, his face was full of beard, his clothes were much sloppy, his head was leaning weakly against the wall, one hand was sliding left and right on the ground, his nails were full of dirt, in his heart, he had been here for five hundred years.

A game that is extremely fun, five hundred years is enough to make people tired. After the first few games were played, he didn't care anymore, and there was nothing left in his fantasy world, or rather, he was gradually losing the ability to fantasize, and he was sitting on the ordinary long street, dumbfounded.

Thorny Little Hui'er appeared after a long time, her state was not much better than Mu Ziyun, and she was also tired and tired, more than forty souls in her body were tired and annoyed, but there was no way to save herself, before she found Mu Ziyun's soul, Thorny Little Hui'er went to different places to find creatures to fulfill his wishes, to relieve her mental exhaustion, plus there were many souls in her body, she was able to decompose her fatigue, but now she found Mu Ziyun and began to fulfill her wishes, But I didn't expect it to take so long to realize my wish.

Those women who have become the lords of the ghost country are actually unimaginably pitiful, they will not disappear as relieved as the ghosts, they have always remained awake, so the sense of fatigue and pain will be endlessly superimposed, it is not a good thing for a person to be immortal, after living for hundreds of thousands of years, he has played all the life he wants, and the fun and meaning of life have disappeared.

Thorny Le Xiaohui'er leaned her head on Mu Ziyun, both of them were lazy and tired. Mu Ziyun didn't turn his head, and sighed solemnly: "It's time to make a game." ”

Xiao Hui'er let out a long sigh and said, "This is not over yet. ”

"What's this..."

"I don't know, whatever." That's how Little Hui'er replied.

The two of them sat motionless on the long street.

Mu Ziyun got up, it seemed that his back hurt, and he didn't pull up the paralyzed Xiao Hui'er after pulling it up a few times, Mu Ziyun said tiredly: "Let's go, we still have to do business." ”

"Alas..."Thorn Le Xiaohui'er sighed, and actually said: "I've had enough, I don't want to play, what's the use?" ”

"If you don't play, you won't be able to reincarnate, and I'm not saved."

"No, if you want to leave, I'll let you go, you have been playing with me for so many years, I can send you out and let you re-enter reincarnation." Thorn Le Xiao Hui'er actually said such a thing, which can be seen in her inner tiredness.

Mu Ziyun hesitated for a while, and finally came up with enthusiasm, and he replied: "No, I've been holding on for so long, work hard, let's enter reincarnation together." ”

A glimmer of light also flashed in Xiao Hui'er's eyes, she patted her ass and grabbed Mu Ziyun's body and stood up, her head rested on Mu Ziyun's shoulder, and the breath exhaled from her lips hit Mu Ziyun's neck, the ambiguous movements of the two were completely like a couple, but their relationship had long been numb, and even degenerated, and their movements had become normal and boring behaviors. The two of them are playing games like a formality now, but since the heart of the thorny little Hui'er, that is, the heart of the forty souls, is voluntary, the two of them think that those games are all passed wishes.

Xiao Hui'er vaguely remembered that the current game should be a backward game, she and Mu Ziyun actually had a serious sense of fatigue six hundred years ago (the time of the yang world), but at that time they happened to play a game of "touching the body", so Mu Ziyun found some fun from the tasteless, and successfully pushed down Xiao Hui'er, **, but after living happily for forty or fifty years, he felt that even "**" was not interesting. It's just that there are more than forty dead souls in Xiao Hui'er's body, except for those who are too small, and the others are also enjoyed in turn, so Xiao Hui'er felt tasteless after four hundred years, that is to say, no matter what the two of them do now, they feel bored.

Xiao Hui'er lay in Mu Ziyun's arms, and finally even crossed her legs around his waist and left the ground, Mu Ziyun held her ass, and Mu Ne walked on the street tiredly.

Xiao Hui bit Mu Ziyun's neck from time to time and said: "Actually, you can really go, the mark on your neck is gone, I gave you the mark in the yang world, so after a thousand years outside, you will be free, even if you have a mark, it's okay, I let you go, you will leave." ”

"Are you willing to let me go? So I'm gone? Mu Ziyun lowered his head and looked at her with his eyelids drooping.

Thorny Xiaohui'er stared at Mu Ziyun, this partner who had been with him for the longest time had become a part of her, she felt bored, but if she wanted Mu Ziyun to disappear, she might collapse directly.

Xiao Hui'er snorted coquettishly and bit Mu Ziyun's neck, and Mu Ziyun continued to walk with her in her arms.