The little girl looked quite young, and her face was red from the cold. She glanced at him with a strange and frightened look, and shrank back slightly.

"Who are you......"

But when her eyes saw the corpse on the ground, she didn't say anything to the chief, and stretched out her hands impatiently, and threw herself into the snow, and hugged him tightly.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

This little girl is actually his granddaughter! What is the old man's mouth shape, not the word "granddaughter"?

The Taoist suddenly realized that he was in trouble, and he was a little overwhelmed. He took two apologetic steps to the side, as if to leave enough room for the little girl to catch up with her old life. I suddenly felt that this idea was ridiculous, but I didn't know what to do better, so I had to stand there with my eyes wandering.

The little girl shook the corpse twice with her hand, but she didn't shake it much. On the contrary, because her body shook too much, the cloak on her body that was not fastened spread out and fell behind her. When she saw that the old man was not moving, she didn't know what was happening, her eyes were full of panic, and she shouted, "Grandpa, why don't you move? Why are you so cold? Wake up quickly, talk quickly......

The Taoist looked at her, a little unbearable, and actually answered without a head: "Don't shake it, your grandfather is dead." ”

He realized how abrupt he had been, and shut his mouth again for a moment.

The little girl turned her head to look at him stunned, her eyes suddenly filled with tears. A teardrop the size of a bean slid down her cheek. She suddenly began to cry, and threw herself on the cold corpse, pressing her face against her grandfather's purple face, as if she wanted to use her body temperature to warm him from the stiffness. She was crying breathlessly, trembling violently, but she still had to say something staccatoly. The Taoist chief listened for a while before he could tell what he was: "I don't want it, I don't want it!" I want you to come back......

If it is facing others, the Taoist chief will definitely say something like "mourning and changing". In this situation, he didn't know what to say. In fact, his mind was in a mess: What should I say? What should I do?

The little girl didn't understand what it was like to die. All she knew was that when people died, they were gone, and she would never move or speak again, nor would she take her to the market, just like her grandmother, and disappeared one morning. She was just crying hard, trying to bring her grandfather back, and the thought of having no one around her made her feel even more sad. In the end, because of the cold, her outstretched hand was no longer conscious, and her whole body was trembling unconsciously, and her body was already covered with a thin layer of snowflakes.

The Taoist couldn't bear to look at it, so he leaned over and picked up the cloak that had slipped on the ground, shook it, and dried the snowflakes on it with his hands. A hand forcibly picked up the little girl, who was still half-kneeling and half-threw herself on the corpse, and told her to stand still, and waited until she came up and tied her cloak around her.

The little girl didn't react to his movements, she just trembled all over, and her breath was a little out of breath because she had cried too much.

That Gu Eagle could have been killed by him with a single sword, and he couldn't tell why he didn't feel anxious at that time. But now that the escaped Gu Eagle had killed her grandfather, it was equivalent to his own sin. The Taoist looked at the little girl's red and swollen eyes, and only felt that he deserved to die.

He stretched out his hands, wrapped the little girl's cold little hand in the palm of his hand, and hesitated for a moment before asking her, "Little sister, is there anyone else in your family?"

She jerked her hand out and shouted at the boss, "I don't want to talk to you! I want grandpa! you killed my grandpa!"

The Taoist opened his mouth, and all the words he wanted to say were swallowed into his stomach. He looked at the little girl with some self-reproach, her head seemed to be about to sweat, and she looked a little embarrassed.

"Your grandfather was killed by a youkai, but—"

"You're a monster, then you're a monster!" she said too hard, and she coughed for a while, and her tears were full of tears.

"But—your grandfather entrusted you to me when he was leaving, and let me take care of you. ”

The Taoist Chief's lie is a smooth story—children must be easier to deceive, right? But that's exactly what he thinks in his heart. No matter what, this little girl must be taken care of, even if she misunderstands her. If he ignored it, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

This sentence is really useful. Her crying stopped, and she just stared at him with tearful eyes.

"Really, are you fighting youkai?"

"It's true," the Taoist said, trying to make himself look extraordinarily sincere, "I'm a Taoist priest, but I don't have time to save your grandfather." So would you like to come with me?"

He swallowed his saliva when he finished speaking, barely daring to look her in the eye.

How can you fool a child......

The little girl hesitated, but still shook her head, she whispered with a crying voice: "I have a grandfather, but grandpa is dead, I want grandpa ......"

Dao Chang sighed and gently hugged her in his arms. The little girl just cried, but she didn't notice that he muttered "I'm sorry".

The forest seemed to be quiet, the sound of the wind, the rustle of snowflakes falling to the ground, the sound of branches breaking off by snow...... It's all gone. There was only a pure cry of a little girl, which resounded in the forest. The Taoist wanted to reach out to wipe her tears, but she pouted and turned her face away, making a dissatisfied voice.

“...... I can be with you every day, like grandpa, okay?"

"I will protect you, my Taoist temple is on the mountain, if you want grandpa to come to see him every day, okay?"

The little girl lowered her head and rubbed the corners of her clothes, but she didn't want to speak. In the face of death, she felt that she would lose everything she had, and the promise of companionship sounded unreliable.

The Taoist then asked her, "Are you hungry?"

She replied, "...... Hungry. ”

"Then I'll take you back to eat?"

“...... What about Grandpa?" the little girl stubbornly pointed to the corpse on the ground.

"We dug a pit and buried him. ”

She fell silent again.

Although the weather was bitterly cold, I was afraid that leaving a corpse dry would cause something bad. The Taoist chief was thinking about how to make the little girl loosen, but he heard her say softly to the corpse: "Grandpa, shall we bury ourselves next to grandma?"

Maybe after a few months, the mound will grow new grass and a few small colorful flowers.