Before leaving, the master instructed that we must not be too ostentatious in our actions, and we should be able to do what we can, and how far away we should not be from what we should not manage, otherwise one day we will catch fire. But there are some things that I can't resist curiosity, and I can't stop them with these two sentences.

I, I heard that the master said that it was the son of the big ghost who sent Ma Mian, and the underworld couldn't accommodate me, so the master kindly accepted it. I can't remember anything before I was seven years old, all I can remember in my mind is the days after I was seven years old and lived with my master.

My master is very powerful, whether it is in ghost hunting kung fu or conquering women. I remember very well that time, the master asked me to stay at home alone, and I went to the Jincheng Club in the city by myself, and I didn't come back all night. At first, I thought it was the master who encountered some big case, but I heard the people around me say that he fought with five wolf-like top brands all night, and the master was both proud but a little sad about it, because the master liked the princess Jinhua for more than two and a half years and looked down on him, disgusted that he was a charlatan, and disgusted him for playing ghosts all day long, so I think the master's only trouble was this hateful love. He takes orders during the day, and in his spare time, he either drinks heavily or goes to the clubhouse to have fun.

The master never let me touch these things, and he told me to do chores on the side. Even if you show me the book on the nine-year compulsory education, although I have never gone to school, it can be regarded as a junior high school diploma. I sometimes get tired of watching him do things and listening to his reasoning, because the master often asks me to watch the door in the house, and I have long been familiar with those techniques, so my only pleasure is to play with the little broken children in the village.

This group of little broken children, everyone looked down on me, said that I was a little mage, said that I had bad luck in me, deliberately alienated me, and even threw me with mud, saying that this would ward off evil spirits. Every time I play a game, I always play the worst and always get bullied by a bunch of them.

None of them can beat a group of children alone. But it's fun to play with them, it's far better than looking at that mess.

There was a little girl among them named Cuicui, and she was the best existence of my childhood. After those little broken children bullied me, she always came up to ask me, cared about me, and even helped me to stop them. I don't know why she did this, I just knew that she was the best-looking and kindest. She has always been the protagonist of my good night spring dreams.

I remember the most clearly that day, her mother brought her here and said to see if there was any evil in their family. So my master and I came to her house for the first time. I was so fascinated that the master struck me with a ghost-hunting peachwood stick and said:

"Wang Beishan, what are you doing in a daze, work!"

In fact, I have long been accustomed to this kind of talk, and holding grudges is only temporary. What if the master raised me, beat me and scolded me?

Cuicui's family is relatively wealthy in the village, with a two-story building, a cement yard, and flowers and trees.

The master walked back and forth in the courtyard with a golden compass, and I carried the work on my back in the back.

"Didn't your family look for someone to look at feng shui when they built the house?" The master said meaningfully.

"Master Wang, where did I know this at the time, it's not too late for you to see it now." Cuicui's mother asked.

"I don't know." The master replied indifferently.

"Master Wang, can you not help us, the price is negotiable." She pleaded.

"Catching ghosts and eliminating demons, it's not about money or not, he pays attention to the Tao of deep practice, I really can't take your job. Let's find a master," the master said and was about to leave, but I still followed. Just like the master said, he always does what he can, and he doesn't get into trouble if he can.

"Master Wang, we all know that you are famous in the town, if you can't solve it, how can we live!" Cuicui's mother knelt down, tears falling down.

"I said, we're all neighbors, don't be like this, get up." The master helped her up and reluctantly comforted her.

The master continued: "Hey, there is a way, but the price is quite large. ”

Cuicui's mother stepped forward excitedly and asked excitedly what the method was, whatever the price.

They whispered, I don't know what they were talking about, I don't want to know, I just care about Cuicui.

Cuicui's mother is sad, Cuicui is sad; She was sad, and I was uncomfortable.

When I went back, I asked the master curiously why I couldn't help Cuicui's family.

As you can imagine, the master scolded me again: "Wang Beishan, your wings are stiff, don't ask what you shouldn't ask, I'll whip you if you say more." "You fucking little bastard, you'd have fucking finished your calf without me." “......”

I am not convinced, and I am very unconvinced. I guess that if the master circled the money of the Cuicui family and gave the golden flower of the Jincheng Club, I was very angry and treated the Cuicui family like this. I'm a tough seed.

So, there was my first confrontation. I mustered up the courage to wear several more clothes because I was ready to be beaten.

I staggered to the master, who was lying on the chair and looking through the Monster Hunting Manual, and I said in a louder voice:

"Master, obviously you don't have to be so troublesome, why do you want to lie to Cuicui's family!"

"You know the, get out of here."

I still stood beside him, repeating the question over and over again.

"What the are you...... I told you that you don't understand, so hurry up and cool off. So saying, he lay down again, looked through the book, and searched carefully.

Now that I think about it, I'm really a little ignorant, he passed this book to me, but he went again? Is he healthy? It's heartbreaking to think about it now.

I was sad.

So, I stole the master's money.

He usually keeps his money in a cabinet by his bed and locks it. I don't usually touch his things, but this time it's different, probably for the sake of my love.

I stuffed the money to Cuicui, but Cuicui didn't ask for it, she said that there was no shortage of money at home, and that my family was poorer. The scene was a little awkward, and I was clutching a handful of banknotes in my hand, feeling like I was about to get soaked in sweat. I was too shy to speak, and stood stupidly.

"I'm moving soon, far, far away." Cuicui said.

"Why?" I asked.

"I don't know. Adults don't want children to know, my mom told me. ”

"Are you coming back?" I asked anxiously.

"I don't know."

"You'll come back to see me, right?"

"I don't know."

"Then you ......" I asked a lot of questions, and she said she didn't know.

Soon, her family picked it up, remembering only the last words she said:

"My mom said I could write to you, but I didn't know how. Little Master, you and your master are both good people, you must help everyone like your master. ”。

I didn't really pay attention to these words, and I was bent on stuffing the money in my hand into her.

Cuicui, Master, these two people who are so important to me don't know where they are now, and I, Wang Beishan, came to Jincheng alone to start this rugged journey of the little mage.