It was a small, soft, white and tender little hand.

Open it vigorously and put it in the palm of the adult's hand, which will occupy most of the palm.

It's actually hard to say what it's like.

The man's face could leak so little out under the mask that he seemed stunned for a moment, then slowly stretched out his hand.

The hand was also translucent, with heavy calluses and scars.

Xiao Libao also uses a peachwood sword, although she is too young and holds a sword with both hands most of the time, but she has seen her senior brother's hands, which are similar to these hands.

It's all trained with weapons.

The little guy tilted his little head and put his little hand on it.

He seemed to be happy all at once.

"Thanks—"

The voice was very low.

It's like I'm afraid to communicate with other people.

It turns out that it is not that he can't speak.

Like the situation in front of you, although it is true that you have an obsession in the world and do not want to dissipate, but it is not like the type of remnant.

It's another kind of –

It's like the limit is always divided into two ends, one close to infinity and one close to infinitesimal small.

For those remnants, most of them have a particularly strong obsession, and that obsession is easy to become malicious, and finally hurt others.

But there is another kind of soul, they have obsessions, but they have a heart that will not be changed, that is a positive obsession, it may be like the soul in front of them, they are similar to becoming the guardian spirit of this village.

So Xiao Libao didn't see anything wrong at all before.

Although Roland was indeed scared enough that night, it was clear that the other party was not trying to harm her, but was helping her.

There's no masked ghost either, probably-

I thought about all the things that had happened in this place.

Xiao Libao blinked her big eyes, and did not raise her hand emptyly, for fear of frightening the staff around her who were paying attention to her, but stared at his mask curiously.

"This mask is unique to you, isn't it?"

So it has not been passed down.

He nodded slightly.

He raised his hand and touched the mask.

It's no wonder that there is no inheritance, this is probably a mask made for him alone.

To be able to have a name in a book is enough of an accident.

"Can you see your face when you take off your mask?"

The little guy poked his head a little curiously, his tone was not offensive, and there was another kind of tenderness in his milky voice.

It's very comfortable to get along with after all, otherwise he wouldn't be here.

However, if it were someone else, it would probably be horrified to hear this kind of question.

Of course, even if you don't ask that, you'll be shocked to see this person.

He pressed his mask and shook his head quickly.

Seeing that he refused so neatly, Xiao Libao just shrugged his shoulders and didn't ask any more questions.

"Okay, okay."

Listening to Xiao Libao's voice, the person who was originally very firm in rejecting Xiao Libao seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then spoke, still the kind of low and dumb voice, if you don't listen carefully, you may not be able to hear it.

"It's not that I don't want to show it - I need this to scare others, I can't pick it up, I pick it up-"

As he spoke, he was suddenly stunned.

What happens if you pick it?

It doesn't seem like you can protect this place if you pick it up—

It will provoke the distrust of other people -

So what he wants to do is be a general, a leader-

He thought so, but he always felt that something was wrong, and finally frowned, raised his hand to press his eyebrows, and shook his head vigorously.

His movements were a little violent, and under such movements, in Libao's eyes, his phantom began to shake a little.

Under such weirdness, Xiao Libao did not panic at all, and still sat in the distance, quietly waiting for him to finish thinking.

He thought about it for a long time, but in the end he still didn't understand, he just looked up again, a little confused, and a little serious explanation.

"Anyway, you can't pick it."

I can't pick it up.

"Okay, good, don't pick it."

Xiao Libao nodded, as a cub more than five years old, her ability to soothe people is really strong, and with these few words, she quickly calmed the other party down.

"Then can you tell Pear your name? My name is Tang Li! ”

Name?

The man was again in doubt.

After a few moments, he spoke.

"General, they all call me General."

Little Libao smiled.

"That's a coincidence, I found your mask from the book, this mask is called General Lihe, it seems that it is really tailor-made for you."

The man quickly snorted.

He actually looks a little slender, wearing clothes that he doesn't know when, and there is a tattered cloak behind him, but at this moment he is sitting obediently here, staring at Xiao Libao all the time, until everyone else has already cleaned up, Uncle Liu is also calling the door outside, and the others are calling Xiao Libao to prepare to go out, and the man slowly hides his figure, without attracting the slightest attention from others.

Xiao Libao patted the dust on his body, stood up, as if what had just happened did not exist, happily took his brother's hand, and a group of people walked outside.

At this moment, Shuijin Village is already quite lively.

Although the sky is not completely dark.

But the lights in every room were on.

For this special holiday, they hang a lantern at the door of each house, and there will be a vigil tonight to keep this lantern on all night.

"It seems that such a custom can bless us from bad luck and be protected by our ancestors in the new year."

The old village chief who led them had to prepare for this festival, in fact, he had rarely shown up since they came here, and this time the matter was almost settled, so he personally came over and took them to the main festival street.

Shuijin Village, which has always been dim, is destined to be bright all night today.

Uncle Liu listened to the old village chief's statement and snorted softly.

"Lao Liu? How? You're going to fight with me again today? ”

The village chief is obviously very familiar with Uncle Liu, and he originally had a smiling face, but after hearing Uncle Liu's soft snort, he opened his mouth funny and helpless.

"You little old man is really, too stubborn."

"It's better to be stubborn about some traditional things."

Old man Liu hummed.

"Now it's mobile phones, computers, travel, and all the times, and every time the interpretation of the festival changes, it changes, and it changes, and in the end it always deviates from the original meaning."

He said.

"I'm just an old stubborn who doesn't want to go online, don't want to have a mobile phone, but I'm this age, and I don't care about those, every generation has the concept of every generation, and now I think it's good to develop tourism to give young children a chance, but I should insist on insisting, these lights are to commemorate those soldiers who died, so that they can see the light and go home."