Her heart's desire.

"Ah... little, little girl ghost!!!"

Xu You was awakened by the screams, and as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw the little beggar pointing at her hand, and said at a loss for words, "You, what's wrong with you?"

Xu You looks down and sees that both of his hands have disappeared.

In fact, last night she noticed this situation, when she wanted to hug the little beggar, wanted to lift the hand movement but could not be executed, she froze for a moment, after the reaction, then leaned over to hide in the darkness, to cover up the abnormality.

Along the way more or less have appeared such a situation, but she intends to hide, coupled with the disappearance of a short period of time, the little beggar has not been found, did not expect this time is disappeared for a whole night.

"It's all right," Xu You reassured her, "it'll probably be all right in a little while."

The little beggar stared wide-eyed, careful tone hiding fear: "You ...... will not die ah?"

"How can a ghost be dead when it has already died."

"No, I meant to ask ...... Will you disappear?!"

"What," Xu You tugged on his lips and smiled, "you're not afraid of ghosts, but of ghosts disappearing?"

The little beggar did not relax because of her light flirtatious tone, but instead stared at her arm, biting his lower lip in silence.

Xu You sighed softly, thinking about how to explain and comfort her, but then the hand reappeared, just a little lighter in color.

"Look, I'm not lying, it's really back." Xu You waved his hand at her.

The little beggar hung his eyes, and after a while, suddenly said loudly, "I don't care, I forbid you to disappear!"

It was rare for her to take on the tone of a child's unreasonable demands, except that it hid a lot of unease.

Having been through so much, she was surprisingly sensitive in places.

"Okay," Xu You agreed, in a childish tone, "I won't disappear."

The little beggar looked up at her for a long time and said suspiciously, "Really?"

"Seriously."

"And what happened to your hand?" The little beggar asked.

Xu You doesn't really want to start with the stuff about Dungeon's tragic death, so he says, "It's old, like an unusual migraine or something like that, it comes and goes, but it's not a big problem."

"Ghosts have old problems too?" The little beggar still didn't quite believe it.

Xu You said, "Of course there is." Anyway, the kid had never been a ghost, so of course he didn't know if it was true or not.

The little beggar contemplated, not knowing whether to believe what she said or to explain the phenomenon in terms of what he could understand.

Seeing this, Xu You simply diverted her attention and said, "It's also dawn, so let's catch up first."

Xu You just stood up, the little beggar also rubbed up and abruptly said, "No."

"I have something very important to do now," said the little beggar, with a serious look, "and we will make the journey at night."

Whether it was night or daytime rush, it had no effect on Xu You, so she nodded and floated behind the little beggar.

The little beggar had just stepped out of the threshold of the broken temple, when he saw that she was going to follow him, he hastened to close the door, "Little female ghost, wait for me in the broken temple, don't come out and float."

Xu You felt a little strange, almost suspecting that it was his own old heart that couldn't keep up with the children.

According to reason the little beggar if not met her, there is no plan to go north, also do not know where she is urgent to do, her food, sleep and line, Xu You are with the side to protect her.

So soon let the little beggar out, Xu You do not feel at ease, through the wooden door, found the little beggar like a rabbit, ran out of shadow.

Well, the kid was smart enough not to put himself in danger.

Xu You sat back down on the floor and tugged his pants up, seeing that his knees had disappeared.

This soul body has been worn out to the extreme, but there is always something holding her, the more she leans towards the direction of the palace, the stronger that invisible feeling will be, the soul body will be slightly better, if she is still staying on the island, maybe the soul body should be shattered.

Xu You, bored, waited until dark, the little beggar came back.

The little beggar shrank back into the darkened corner, curled up and huffed silently, pulling something out of his arms and giving it to Xu You , "Little lady ghost, you go over there and order it."

In her dirty little hands, there was a small half of a white candle with a lot of dust stuck to it, a white paper flower with blood on it, and four crumpled pieces of yellow plutonium paper, which also had a few drops of blood stains on it.

Xu You swept his eyes and raised his hand, the white candle was lit, emitting a yellowish light.

Xu You will be a small beggar's hair ruffled, the small beggar like touching the electric switch, immediately side away from the face, with a hand to block, the body to shrink back.

From the beginning of entering the door, the little beggar will hair front cape, cover the face, even if her party's reaction is faster, Xu You also already see everything clearly.

"Put it down," Xu You said, "I saw it all."

The little beggar saw through his fingers that Xu You had no expression on his face, and after a pause, he put his hand down.

Even under the dim light, one could see the little beggar's red, swollen and bruised cheeks, the corners of his broken mouth were hanging with blood, his hand had been stepped on by someone, and the bones on the back of his hand had rubbed through the skin, and the blood mixed with the sand and gravel had congealed on it.

Xu You's tone cooled down as he watched, "Who did this?"

The little beggar hugged his knees and bristled, "It's not like I can name names."

"The look."

"Don't remember."

See Xu You do not speak, the small beggar busy said: "In fact, do not have to go to them, I take them something, they hit me twice, even."

Now these things are not to be found, the little beggar went to the cemetery, and went to the temple to get these things.

Xu You squeezed his hands together and tried to keep his tone calm, "Why?"

She would have preferred her to get some food instead of jumping righteously into the danger of being beaten to death, starving all day and coming back with a bruise.

The candlelight swayed gently, and the little beggar looked down at the little bit of light and said softly, "I used to hear the old people in the village say that if a ghost disappeared, there must be no one to pay tribute to it."

"The ghosts of rich people can stay in shrines and don't have to wander without fear of the elements, and the ghosts of ordinary people have cemetery tombstones and a place to rest."

A small flame reflected in her eyes, glowing faintly like a small Sun, as she continued, "As long as I remember you and offer you sacrifices with all my heart, you need not fear disappearing."

So these candles and paper money, just to keep her from disappearing, Xu You was stunned, and his heart was soft.

After a long time, Xu You said warmly, "I became a ghost all this time no one burned paper money to make me like this, now that you've burned me once you'll be fine, so don't worry about it."

Trying to put her at ease, and trying to protect her goodness.

"Really?" The little beggar, because of the large arc of the curved lip, pulled the wound with another huff and grimaced as he picked up the paper money and burned it for her, "When I have money in the future, I will definitely buy lots and lots of paper money to burn for you."

"Lots and lots of what?"

"More than that." The little beggar opened his hands and feet and gestured greatly, itching to draw a mountain.

"Okay, I'll wait." Xu You bends her eyes.

The paper money flared into small flames, illuminating their faces and hands, before finally turning to ash.

--

Originally Xu You took care of the little beggar's routine, sleeping at night and walking on the day, but now the little beggar is scared by her disappearing appearance, and hard to change her routine, sleeping at night and walking on the day.

Fear Xu You think too much, the little beggar also said: "You see, now the more chaotic the more dangerous, traveling at night will be much safer than during the day."

A short time to get along, the little beggar has already taken Xu You as his own people, or rather as a kind of beyond the blood, mutual dependence of the existence.

Xu You has not been with the small beggar said they want to go to the destination, the small beggar did not ask more questions, happy to go with her.

After a few days, the palace was almost there.

That morning, Xu You quietly watched the sleeping little beggar for several moments before rising and saying silently before passing through the wall, "Farewell little beggar, may you be safe and sound in the future."

"Thanks for the ride."

Xu You finished speaking and left through the wall.

And at that moment, the little beggar's eyes twitched.

Xu You drifted to the palace in the afternoon, the original magnificent palace has become ruins, yellow tile red walls have become rotten mud.

Here the smoke was so thick that it blended with the gray sky, the thick blood and the silver white of the swords were the only bright colors, and the sound of horns and killing was spreading.

Xu You walks through the tumbledown walls to a bedchamber that has been burned to the ground and is in ruins, with no one and nothing left.

As a soul body she was however able to see a remnant of a soul as thin as a thread.

Xu You hear the sound of your own cold voice, a thud--

"Father, do you see what has become of your dynasty today?"

"Whose fault is it to open your eyes?"

"Father, you killed my mother consort and my nursemaid, sent me to Dungeon with your own hands, and made me a sacrifice to heaven."

"But now it seems that the disaster of the You Kingdom is my fault, or the fault of the Demon Master? Neither, it's your fault, you're the one who made it happen."

"You are the dim king, the sinner of the ages."

Word by word, cone by cone fell mercilessly, and the wisp of residual soul trembled silently.

Xu You witnessed and waited for the hour.

More than an hour later, the last palace was burned down, with fire and smoke, representing the last mark of You's palace being worn out.

The remnant of that soul, scattered.

Xu You stood for a long time, raising his eyes to see the devastation, like the pain this body has experienced, burned into scars that remain deep in his memory.

The resentment in her heart was finally dispersed.

So much so that the heart was hollowed out and pierced by the cold wind.

Xu You covered her heart and drifted outward, through the many burners and looters, she suddenly smiled, "So it's your heart's desire that's been granted."

This resentment is desperately trying to hold on to this moment in order to tell Emperor You Xiao that he is wrong, she is innocent, her mother is innocent, and the people of You are also innocent.

When you get down to the root of the problem, there is only one person who is wrong.

Even if you give up reincarnation, you still have to hold on to a mouthful of grievances in this body.

If not, Xu You would have died on the day of the altar.

If she did not come to the palace, no conviction to support this resentment, I am afraid that early in Si Yu face ashes, the original body also fell regret.

In this way, the original body gave her the time to get along with Si Yu, and she helped the original body to fulfill its wish.

"Just as well," Xu You said as he passed through the last fence, his soul only half remaining, "it's ......"

"Haven't had a chance to talk to that big fish yet."

Regret and reluctance turned into a sigh as she gripped the necklace around her neck and looked to the east, " Si Yu , I--"

Before the words fell, only to hear the "snap" sound, the little ghost disappeared, a five-pointed star-shaped necklace fell to the ground.

All the people who flocked to the palace, all for the benefits of gold and silver jewelry benefits to wrestle with each other, robbing red eyes, killing red hands.

No one noticed that outside the corner of a collapsed fence, a small beggar in rags and filth appeared.

The setting sun stretched her thin, lone figure for a long, long time.

The moment she bent down to pick up the necklace, a few crystallized tears didn't make it into the earth.