[2 more] Little beggars.

You are in turmoil, torn from the center of power.

This is what Xu You has seen and heard along the way.

There are displaced people everywhere, people who have fallen into hiding, people who have risen up, royal relatives with armies, competing for power, and neighboring countries sending their troops in an attempt to carve up the precarious dynasty.

Before in the remote island, she did not know so much, now in the middle of it, see starving corpses, heard of cannibalism, like in hell, sunk to the heart of fear.

In fact, from the time Niezhu Qin became the State Master, and the whole nation respected him as a god, the stage was set for today's situation.

It's just that under the rule of Niezhu Qin, the collapse will be slower. After all, he will be a bloodsucker, first draining the blood marrow of You, then trampling it into powder, in which case, all the vitality of the land will be extinguished.

Now that the evil has been eliminated, as long as we wait for someone to unify the situation, regain control of governance, and implement the policy of rest and recuperation to encourage farming and mulberrying, the new dynasty will be pacified and consolidated.

I only hope that the change of dynasty can be carried out quickly, so as to minimize the suffering of the people.

Xu You passed through several small towns and came to a small village, her speed became slower and slower, she used to be able to fly with the power of her fury, but now she can only use floating, this point is quite consistent with her perception of ghosts.

It's autumn, the green leaves are turning yellow, Xu You sits on a tree trunk and looks into the distance.

The sky was gray, no longer the blue she wanted to see, and when she saw anything related to blue, she would always think of Si Yu, and those light and translucent eyes.

"Beat him, beat him to death!"

A childish voice rings out, interrupting Xu You's slightly deflated thoughts, and she looks down to see a pitted and messy field with five dirty children, beating up another skinny black child.

They're still yelling, "He dug up sweet potatoes!"

"It's ours, hand it over!"

The skinny black kid cowered on the ground, stubbornly tilted his head and said loudly, "Bullshit! Is this wasteland yours? Did you dig this sweet potato? But you want to steal the food because of the large number of people, no way!"

In a chaotic world, children are extremely vulnerable, and are either taken for food, or eaten outright, or they may die of starvation, or they may get sick and be left behind and eventually die of disease. Most of the children who could go looking for food would choose to huddle together and compete for the food of the more vulnerable.

The skinny black kid raised himself up, headbutted a man directly, rode on top of him, grabbed him by the hair, and ripped a piece of the man's scalp off hard.

The group of kids, realizing that they had met a bad one to mess with, picked up sticks and stones, ready to smash the skinny black kid.

Suddenly a gust of cloudy wind blew over the group of children, toppling the skinny black kid to the ground and blowing him aside.

After the wind stopped, the group of children stood up and made a gesture to continue to beat the thin black child, the gloomy wind with piercing cold, blew over again, once again lifting them down, but this time the thin black child was fine.

"It's really evil." A group of children looked around, all a little frightened in their hearts.

Two of the bolder ones took two steps toward the skinny black kid, and were again knocked to the ground by the sudden surge of wind.

"He, he's a demon! Run!!!" As soon as someone shouted, and then someone else ran, the fear stacked up exponentially, and within two clicks, those kids ran like hell.

Xu You sat on top of the tree trunk and clapped her hands, and was about to leave when she saw that skinny black kid looking at her with his waist stuck out, his tone odd: "You're a ghost, why are you helping me."

Xu You moved and raised an eyebrow rather unexpectedly, "You can see me?"

In fact, her soul was getting fainter and fainter now, except for a resentment baring at her heart, she was actually no different from an ordinary ghost, the so-called yin and yang separated, most ghosts wouldn't be seen by people, and now she was too.

There was no need to worry about scaring anyone, she had stopped going through the remote forests to make her way and headed straight for the towns, encountering thousands of people, and the skinny black kid was the first one who could see her.

Skinny black kid: "See what?"

"Little girl, aren't you afraid of me, I'm a ghost."

Xu You floated down from the tree, carefully surveyed the child, the child is as thin as a peeled tree, dirty, tattered clothes, hair messy oil scattered, but has a pair of good-looking eyes, black and bright.

"How did you know I was a girl," she said, and then she bristled, "What's so scary about ghosts that can be scary about anyone?"

The more chaotic the times, the more important it was to hide her gender, and it wasn't just her guts that kept her alive, but her clever acumen for some of the dangers.

Seeing Xu You about to float away, the little girl shouted, "Hey! Little ghost, where are you going?"

"I have a name, and if you call me a little girl ghost," Xu You twisted her head to look at her, "what am I going to call you, little beggar?"

Without thinking, the girl nodded and said, "Sure, that's what everyone else calls me anyway."

"Little ghost girl!"

"What for, little beggar."

"Where to, little ghost girl?"

"Little beggar, I'm going north."

They just childishly called each other on, passing by the water, the little beggar scooped up two mouthfuls of water to drink, shook the mud from his body, pulled out two finger-sized sweet potatoes, washed them, and ate them directly.

Xu You looked away and sat cross-legged next to her.

The little beggar finished her meal in one bite, her stomach rattled, and she took several more gulps of water before saying, "Everyone else fled down from the north, why do you still want to go up?"

Xu You casually said, "Go see how my corpse is doing."

She always felt that there was something invisible that hooked into that resentment in her heart and drew her forward.

The little beggar quieted down, and after a long time, suddenly said, "Do all people become ghosts when they die?"

Xu You: "Not necessarily."

The little beggar gave an oh-so-slightly regretful sigh.

"Anyway, by the way, I'll go with you." The little beggar said.

Xu You raised his eyebrows and said in an unexpected tone, "You're going too, shouldn't you run for your life first?"

Unsurprisingly, the farther north the more dangerous, she helped the little girl, is to see her beaten to the ground, thin and bullied look like Yier Li, can not help but move compassion.

"Going anywhere to escape is not escaping," the little beggar said indifferently before looking at Xu You , "You will protect me, right?"

Looking at her dark eyes, Xu You curled his lips, he really knows how to make good use of his wits, he must have seen that she was able to blow a cloudy wind earlier and wanted to seek a blessing.

Xu You got up and continued to float, "Suit yourself, I can't always protect you."

She couldn't do anything other than get a little ghastly wind, now that she couldn't touch things.

Without saying a word, the little beggar got up and followed her.

Xu You verbally says she won't protect, but once she encounters someone trying to bully the little beggar, she will come forward to help again.

Originally alone and drifting through the trip, there was an unexpected addition of a little girl, with inevitable stops and starts, and they spent many long nights together.

Small beggars and Xu You are very able to say, a lively a lot of small beggars usually say their own experience of things, along the way to see the heard, Xu You will say can be more, strange and bizarre things have, will say a small story, will say many small beggars have not heard of the truth.

The smile on the little beggar's face grows and he likes Xu You more and more, "If only I had a sister, to be like you."

She was beginning to feel sorry for the little ghost, they obviously looked the same age, but the little ghost knew so much, she must have been wandering the world for too long.

Xu You smiled and said, "I have a sister who is rather as talkative as you are."

As they traveled north, they encountered fewer stragglers and more soldiers in different costumes.

But the soldiers do not live in the broken temple, the little beggar can finally sleep at night in the broken temple, do not have to wind in the wild.

Covering the broken wooden door, the cobwebbed window shone into the hazy moonlight, and a few beams of silver light fell in from the tattered tile roof.

The little beggar shrinking in the corner, movement carefully from the arms of a red rope, above the fall of a copper coin and a canine tooth, is an ordinary family tied on the child, blessing the child peace and warding off evil used.

She lowered her head and buried her face in the darkness, Xu You couldn't see her expression for a while, only to see her touching the red rope carefully and looking at it for a long time, as if she was remembering something.

"This is what my mother gave me." The little beggar said suddenly, his tone much lower than his usual freshness.

"It was supposed to be tied around my right ankle, and once I picked a loofah and it was snatched away and the red cord was ripped off."

Xu You was silent, not daring to think about that situation or how she felt at that moment.

In the quiet of the broken temple, in addition to the sound of the wind that poured in from time to time, Xu You also heard a very slight and suppressed low sobbing sound, blurred and broken.

During this time, she deeply felt the little beggar's resilience and optimism, the little beggar always said, these sufferings are nothing, I'm still alive, there is always a chance to taste the sweet, my mother often said with me, smile, you will find a lot of good-looking flowers, sighing words, dark clouds will appear.

But only at this moment, in this humble and dark place, Xu You saw the little beggar's scars that were not known to outsiders, the pain that could not be healed even with a lifetime of time.

Xu You sighed silently, wanting to embrace the little girl, just raised his hand, paused, and then withdrew it, leaning in to hide in the darkness.

After a long time, the little beggar put the red rope back into his arms, and had resumed his usual tone of voice: "Little girl ghost, tell me the story again."

After all this time together, Xu You had already told all sorts of fairy tales, so now she had to start making them up as she pondered for a moment, looking down and seeing the necklace in her lapel, she was suddenly distracted.

Seeing that she did not speak for a long time, the little beggar called out again, "Little girl ghost?"

Xu You asked her after she came back to her senses, "What do you think happens to people after they die?"

The little beggar was going to say turn into a star in the sky, but looking at the instance in front of him, he had to say, "Like you, turn into a ghost."

Xu You shook his head, "It should turn into a ghost, the living can't see the souls, these souls go down to the hell, walk across the Naihe Bridge, and drink the Meng Po Soup then they will forget their past lives."

"So, the story begins," Xu You continued, "A long, long time ago, there was a little ghost who stayed on earth and didn't want to drink Meng Po Soup ......"

The little beggar couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you want to drink Mona soup, is it hard to drink?"

"By and large it's very hard to drink," Xu You thought and babbled in a serious manner, "If it wasn't for the fact that you can't be reincarnated if you vomit, these ghosts could vomit until their souls are broken."

The little beggar bristled, "Ah, it's still a sin to die."

"It goes on to say that the brat was punished for not wanting to drink the Mona soup, making her reincarnate and be born with her memories for the next five lifetimes, and that she would fall in love with the same person each time, but that person would forget her in each lifetime."

"Because of the punishment, they can never be together, and once they fall in love, the brat leaves again as a ghost and returns to hell to be reincarnated."

This is not a happy story.

The words fell into a brief silence.

The little beggar suddenly said in a low voice, "The little kid is so pathetic."

Xu You : "Don't you think it's more pathetic for the kid to like someone who gets left behind every time."

"But he will forget," said the little beggar, "and isn't it more painful for the Kid to remember every life?"

Xu You curled his fingers and didn't say another word.

Painful? But who cares, who knows.

"Little girl ghost, you ......" The little beggar seemed to make some kind of determination, gritted his teeth and said, "You don't go around blindly on earth, hurry to drink Mengbo soup."

"It's hard to drink!" She said anxiously, raising her voice quite a bit.

"I'm okay with it," Xu You knew the little beggar couldn't let her go and didn't want her to be punished, her heart warmed and she smiled and said, "That's just a story, so I'm okay with it."

Toward the latter part of the night, the little beggar curled up and slept on the floor, occasionally dreaming, "Fortunately, it's just a story ......"