100013527Chapter 625 The victory of the little ghost
The relationship between people is like a big net, with intricate threads connecting each other.
For example, when I first came to the dark world, I was like a strange spider. When I first came to this web-like world, I saw dense threads all around me, but none of them were connected to me. That feeling, It's like seeing countless people talking around you, but no one is talking to you, and you can't hear a sound. You are surrounded by the hustle and bustle but feel lonely inside.
The three of Lal are my first hub in this world, followed by Akara, Aunt Lisa, Sarah, and so on, without even realizing it. After coming to Darkness for more than seven years, I have gone from having nothing to being closely connected with the people and things in this world. Weaving a web of our own.
It has only been seven years since I came to Darkness, and this is already the case for me, not to mention those who have lived here all their lives. Their relationships are even more complicated, and each thread contains emotions. Hope, obligation, responsibility, burden, these threads form a body that wraps people in it. It actually protects and restrains the people inside.
The story of three monks carrying water to drink may not necessarily be interpreted in another way: a monk carrying water to drink, even if he can carry two buckets of water at a time. Never having to worry about drinking water, he is still a lonely wretch.
Two monks carry water to drink, and two people carry a bucket. The Internet is good and enough to drink. They work at sunrise and rest at sunset. Their life is simple.
The reason why the three monks had no water to drink was because there were more people, the relationship was complicated, and the people's hearts were also complicated.
Some people may object that this method of explanation is wrong, three pounds. The story of the monk who ran out of water mainly tells the importance of clear rules, responsibilities, rewards and punishments. But why do one monk and two monks not need rules and regulations, but three monks do?
This may not mean that a person is lonely. Two people depend on each other, and life is simple. Not so restricted.
The little ghost is probably heading towards the realm of two monks. Her idea is very simple and she wants to live a simple life. She is to tie a thread to my body. In this way, as long as the thread is not broken, She can swing on the swing happily. If it breaks, it will disappear without worries and will no longer be interfered by many other threads.
Life is free of worries, death is free of worries, that's probably it.
Because my heart is tired. I have seen it through, so I just want to be simple. When I think about it, there is really a charm of simplicity and complexity in it, no matter in this world. No matter how many people are around me, in Xiao Ranling's inner world, there are only two of her and me.
No, if that's the case. Maybe I don’t need to worry. There are so many children with awkward personalities, but can they still live healthily? I am afraid that my personality is distorted. What I am worried about now is, in the inner world of the little ghost, are she and I alone, or am I alone?
This difference is the difference between awkwardness and distortion. There are only two of us. It can be said to be a kind of awkward personality. To think in a good direction is a profound state of life. But if it is just me, What is a person who doesn't even care about his own existence but a twisted character? This kind of person is the easiest to become black.
Awkward and twisted, the seriousness of the two is not the same. If it is the latter, maybe I have to go to Akara, who is considered the leading psychologist in this dark world, to ask for advice on the solution.
When I came back to my senses, I found our saintly lady. Still staring at me closely with those big, watery eyes exposed, filled with a meaning: "Can't you?" I think so. is it not OK?
"It's not that I don't know your experience, and I'm not qualified to say anything. However, I still hope that you can tolerate Vilas and the others in your heart."
Sighing, I gently rubbed my little head in my arms and said this.
"It doesn't matter. As long as Xiaofan is here, I will treat little Vilas and the others as relatives. The little guy nodded his head grandly, as if he had done something great.
"You have to do this even when I'm not around, you idiot. Don't use me as a hub to deal with others, and try to accept others yourself, you idiot!"
Look at the little ghost looking triumphant. I couldn't help but feel furious. The angel's hands that were touching her head and squinting her eyes like a comfortable kitten immediately turned into devil's claws, pinching the fleshy balls on both sides of her cheeks and pulling them out.
"Woo"
Falling from Yaotang to hell made the little guy's screams even more desolate. He was so cute that you couldn't help but want to continue bullying him.
Huh
The little ghost now should be her usual self. When did she switch back from the saint mode? I didn't realize it. Could it be that these two personalities are already so harmonious? Can switching between each other moisturize things silently?
Only then did I realize that what I was holding in my arms should be the usually naughty, evil-tongued and naughty ghost of the complaining saint.
Anyway, it's a good thing that the two personalities get along so well, at least it's better than being at each other's throats.
As for two personalities, or second personalities, I have never cared about it. A person has many masks, for family, career, outsiders, etc. There are more than two personalities? However, the little ghost's condition is probably more serious, and sister Sharna's condition is even more serious.
In other words, it is the special situation of the two of them. It is indeed fine as I thought. They are just a deepened version of the mask and the Arrancar. Or am I just too casual and too strong-willed? "Although I still want you to accept Vilas and the others, I will respect your thoughts. In short, I just want you to promise me one thing."
I let go of my hands and kissed the rosy face hard, causing the little ghost to struggle with his dissatisfied hands and feet, and claw at my face and neck like an angry cat's claws.
"Ah woo"
Holy shit, it’s this trick again! !
I hurriedly raised my head to avoid the attack of the little ghost's teeth, biting my empty teeth. The two rows of neat and sharp teeth closed up and down, and there was a clear and crisp sound, which seemed to be a faint echo of the sound of an iron horse, which made me feel straight. Breaking into a cold sweat, it seemed that the little saint's teeth could be used as dark gold weapons.
"Hmph, if you have anything to say, please tell me quickly. This saint has to sleep."
He didn't bite. Seeing that I was already on guard, the little ghost couldn't help but angrily ordered him to be kicked out.
He's really a brat who hasn't grown up. If her other mature and wise saintly personality can neutralize it a little, then maybe, eh. Forget it, sweet is delicious, salty is delicious, but when sweet and salty are mixed together, it tastes bitter, so that’s fine.
My face straightened slightly, and I said to the little ghost: "All I want is for you to promise me that you will take good care of yourself even when I'm not around. Also, don't let Vilas and the others worry. You probably don't know that you are in front of me." The huge contrast between getting along with them when you were a queen makes them very worried about you. Just think of it as being for me. Even when I'm not around, you have to talk to them as usual as usual. Don't let them worry about you, okay?"
Little Vilas and the others are worried about this? The little ghost's face was stunned, and he lowered his head slightly. I didn't know what I was thinking about, but after a while, I clicked lightly.
"I" try my best. "
"It's not about trying your best, it's about working hard, you know?"
"I know, I know, Xiaofan is just like the face vegetables sold by the aunt at the market in the camp. They are smelly and long. Walk quickly, walk quickly."
The little ghost urged me to issue an order to expel the guest, but he stayed in my arms and refused to come out, raising his head. The silver eyes, which were as bright as the Milky Way in the darkness, shone with a heart-stirring brilliance, and the bright red lips were raised even higher.
"Little guy, don't you just want to bite me? Do you really want to bite me? Well, I'll let you bite me today. That's enough."
Before the little ghost could speak, I had already lowered my head. Kiss the pouty cherry lips gently.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu La Leng Lan, Fen Leng Li, Hu Shi Lang Le Lang Lao La Xiao Fan, I don't want to bite the rice eggs like this."
With a thick and cute nasal voice, the little ghost's vague words leaked from the lips that were close to each other.
Really, do you still need to be tough-talking like this? Who is chewing her lips with her teeth now? This guy is indeed a lustful saint who talks duplicity.
I smiled in my heart, carried the little ghost on the bed, and pressed her under me. At this time, I let go of the sweet lips of the little ghost, raised my head slightly, looked at her and asked.
"If there is anything else you want to say, just say it."
This tone is like the prison chief telling the prisoner who is about to be executed that if there is anything else he wants to eat, please tell him. Of course, you have to pay for it yourself.
"Wuwuxin, you are a dead mortal, a dead commoner. Insulting the saint is a capital crime. Aren't you afraid of being punished? The little ghost stared at me fiercely.
"Oh, what kind of punishment is it? Is it the punishment that the Holy Lady will give me for giving birth to a child?" I tilted my head pretending to be confused.
"There is no such setting? Also. Do you mean that this saint gave you a child, is it a punishment for you? Do you hate me so much for giving you a child? Or do you hate me? ? You idiot, idiot, rice egg!! I bite it, hahahaha"
"Oh oh!! Don't bite there, you arrogant, sinister, and duplicitous person."
"ha
So, the next morning, when I came out of the little ghost's room, I met Vilas inside.
"Sir, are you cold? Why do you have to put your collars up?"
It seems that my action of turning up the collar and covering my neck seriously violated Vilas's cordiality as a wife. As she asked, I guess if I answered yes, the big bags in the room would have been prepared. The sack needs to be filled with another companion, a companion stuffed with warm cotton clothes made by Harrogas.
There are various reasons for "this". "
I turned my head away and pulled the collar. Not daring to look into Vilas's eyes, she hurriedly left home on the pretext of visiting Lena.
"Eh heh"
Vilas half-covered her little face in confusion, watching the other party go away in a daze. At this time, from inside the room, the energetic little ghost also walked out, er, floated out.
"Pick "
I saw the little ghost of Vilas making a victory gesture towards the other party. Yesterday, no, yesterday and early this morning were very memorable days. She pioneered the peasants. "No, it's wrong again. It's the saint, the founder of the saint." A new historical era of great turnaround.
"Hey hey hey"
He saw Alice inexplicably making a one-word victory gesture towards him, even though he already knew what this gesture meant from an adult. But precisely because of this knowledge, Vilas was even more confused. Seeing Alice passing by him lightly, she tilted her head, and there seemed to be countless little question marks on it.
That's the difference, Willas is pure of heart. No matter how hard you guess, you can't guess what happened. If Princess Sanwu saw this scene, she would probably be able to make a rough guess in an instant, and even roughly simulate something in her mind."
Although she was confused, Weidu was very happy, because she was very happy to see Ali Sutra in a normal mood, and she was very happy. She would also be happy in her heart. This is Vilas, in a sense, and Like a little ghost, with a pure and simple character.
"Lena, I'm here. Did you have a good meal yesterday?"
When I entered Lena's room, I still said the same old greeting that has never changed.
"They were delicious, and they were three meals yesterday. Didn't my brother bring them over and watch me finish them?"
Lena put down the book in her hand, and there was a slight expression of helplessness on her beautiful and peaceful face, which seemed to remain unchanged forever.
"Compared to me, I think my brother is more like the kind of person who skips meals when he loses his temper.
It’s so easy to complain about, it’s so easy to complain about, it’s almost as good as being a kid. It’s a ghost, and it’s impossible to argue with.
If Lena and I stood on the stage and asked the people below to confirm whether I was the brother or Lena was the sister, most people would probably point to me. The remaining Ni is an idiot. If you ask us two brothers and sisters who looks more mature and stable, then the bluffing person will probably immediately move his finger in the direction of Lena, and the remaining Ni is "Tsk, I said this is not Nonsense?!
I can't help it. It's not that my current temperament and expression are too good. To put it bluntly, we have also experienced seven years of experience and have seen countless battles. The parting between life and death, the panting beard, the melancholy eyes, the vicissitudes of face, there is still a little bit of it, the problem lies with Lena.
Her calm temperament is like an orchid in an empty valley, and there is a sense of wisdom and stability in it. It is so amazing that even with cheats and the protagonist Kehuan, she can't win.
"Okay, let's put it another way, are you hungry now?"
After coughing a few times, in order to preserve my brother's status and dignity, I asked again.
"Well, it seems a little bit, but it seems not." Lena tapped her lips, as if she was trying to feel the message from her stomach.
What an ambiguous answer.
But after thinking about it in the blink of an eye, I suddenly remembered it. After being questioned by Vilas this morning, he ran out in a hurry and didn't even have time for Vilas to prepare Lena's breakfast.
Forget it, there should be a lot of things in the inventory, let me take a look, "Well, these breads are for Lar's three strips and Feini, uh-huh, that's right."
I took out a big red apple-shaped fruit, a specialty of the Kurast tropical forest. This is the only royal delicacy designated by the Mermaid Princess. It is delicious and tasteful, luxurious and noble. Now as long as Chen is there, what are you waiting for? Pick up the phone quickly." In other words, why should I do such a lonely thing as complaining about myself?
So, the book in Lena's hand was replaced by a piece of fruit, and she ate it in small bites. It seemed that she couldn't finish it in less than half an hour. Are all girls so slender and cute when they eat fruit?
The answer is ribs. There is an example around me - Princess Sanwu. Although she is cute enough, she is not slender at all. She is obviously a noble princess, but she is very fast. I still remember the first time I went to Lu Gaoyin, this little princess Did the princess come to the door automatically?
Continuing the habit from that time, whenever I have time, I will cut the fruits into small pieces and plan to eat them in an elegant and gentle way. This little princess will immediately hold the teacup and enjoy it. Walking up, at a jaw-dropping speed, the little hands usually hidden in the trumpet-shaped white sleeves with beautiful flowing lines turned into a white shadow in my eyes. It also revealed a noble and elegant movement, quickly eating up my loot.
Therefore, if it is confirmed that Princess Sanwu is at home, I don't need to look for her at all. I just take out the fruit, cut it into slices, and place it on the table. Within five seconds, the fish will be caught.
I was making a little guess in my mind, after a while. Lena finally ate the entire fist-sized fruit. Her appetite is very small, and coupled with her slender and weak constitution, it makes people feel like she is in need. A fruit this big can keep her alive for a month.
“Going to get fat.
Lena gently held the quilt over her lower abdomen and sighed.
"What's weird? You need to eat more. It's best to become fat and white."
I chuckled and looked Lena up and down. Shaking her head, Lena's figure was very slender. Not like some frail patients. Exposedly thin, but definitely not fat, but rather sickly and slender, feeling every inch of her skin. All of them are just the right beauty to match her delicate and frail temperament.
"When will brother leave?"
"Well, it will be soon. If nothing else happens, it will probably be tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.
I thought about it for a while, and I really didn’t expect that there was anything else to prepare, whether I should bring it or not. Vilas, a good wife and mother, seemed to have already prepared it for me. Even if I say goodbye to Lena now and set off immediately, it would be no problem. .
"No thanks or apologies allowed."
Seeing Lena's silence, I scornfully suppressed any words that might come out of her mouth.
"Well, I know, I won't say thank you." Lena said calmly.
The mood is subtly unwilling.
"Brother, come here."
Lena stretched out her little hand to me, and I stretched my head over knowingly.
It means a kiss of blessing or something like that. I don’t know if it’s the custom of the werewolf tribe. Every time before setting off, Lena would kiss my forehead. As a blessing, because I have done this to White Wolf, so I don’t think there is anything wrong.
So, when I stretched my head out of habit. Lena's cherry-colored lips also touched her gently."
