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"Damn it, what on earth are those guys like Raphael planning?"
On the way back, amid the loud noise of fighting and explosions outside the city, I muttered to myself, stroking my chin in thought as I walked.
Not only Raphael, but the old fox Akala must also have a share. Before setting off on this journey, maybe she and Raphael had secretly planned something. As for the Hairy Leg Immortal... Although it was not all the way, it was not It prevented him from temporarily cooperating with these two old foxes.
Taking advantage of this strange movement of monsters, these guys really did a lot of things secretly, bastards! Your ability to dig holes into people's lives is really top-notch, you bastard!
I shook my head to get rid of the mixed thoughts.
No, now is not the time to think about what hole they are digging. I should put everything aside now and think about what I should do now.
Whether it’s jumping into their pit or going around their pit, the most important thing is what I want to do and what I think is the most appropriate way to do it. This is the essence.
Damn it, damn it, you idiot, think of a solution quickly!
In the end, I even slapped my head in frustration.
"Don't die in the middle of the road if you can't think about it. Everyone will be troubled." A familiar voice came to my ears.
Look up. This is not Mi Seya, the middle-class gangster girl whom I haven't seen for a while.
"How will you be here?"
My eyes widened as I looked at the shapeless girl in front of me, carrying a spear on her shoulder like a hoe.
"Don't get me wrong. I have no intention of committing suicide with you, don't look for me." Mi Seiya stepped back in response to the question.
"The devil is looking for you to commit suicide together."
"Do you want to commit suicide first and become a ghost and then commit suicide with me? What kind of pain can make a person decide to commit suicide twice?"
"Can you understand some people's words?"
I covered my forehead with a headache, which was already enough of a headache. Why do I have to meet this imaginative middle school girl at this time? To be honest, I really can't figure it out. It would be great to be a ghost, eat diamonds every day, and sleep every day.
"Let me explain in advance, although the elder is very pitiful right now, I don't have the time to stop and listen to you vent."
"Why do I have to talk to you, and what's more. I really don't see why you don't have time now. Isn't there a big word for leisure written on your face?"
"Oh, have you been seen through? The elder is really not simple."
"Excellent, this is something even a child can see through."
"Okay, I've been discovered. There's nothing I can do about it. Five complete diamonds in one minute. Let me just listen to your troubles."
"You're talking to yourself, you bastard! And it's so expensive!!!" I was so sad and angry, God, give me a middle school boy, so get rid of this guy in front of me.
"Today is a holiday, so there's a 20% discount. How about it, it's a good deal."
"Where is the holiday? Where?!" I pointed to the sounds of fighting and explosions outside the city.
“Buy three minutes, get two minutes free.”
"You...you are here to make people angry, right?"
I took a few deep breaths before calming down. No, I can't argue with this guy. This will only make her a middle-class gangster.
"Well, if you can help me solve my troubles, I don't mind paying the money."
"Money first, goods later."
"What a beautiful thought." I slapped away the little hand that Mi Seya stretched out and sighed melancholy.
"I was just worrying about how to save the world."
"Pfft~~~"
"Laugh at you sister, laugh at me, please be more dedicated to me!" I said angrily, lifting my heart.
"Well, actually if the elder wants to save the world... it's very simple." Mi Seya straightened her expression.
"tell me the story."
"Just stand on the city wall and sing a song."
"Oh oh oh!" I was shocked.
Could it be that this guy knows my ultimate dream of saving the world through singing? Impossible, I have never told anyone except Arius.
But……
Do you think this is a timeout [beep] fortress? Sing a song to end the war! My name is not Lin Mingfan! The other party is not from the Zenith Star, you bastard!
"Please give me a feasible plan." I sternly rejected the other party's suggestion.
"so troublesome……"
"It's a universal principle to use money to do things!"
"How about just rushing out and fighting the enemy?"
"Are you asking me to die, you bastard?"
"Before taking action, please keep the diamond equipment and other items for me for safekeeping. Interest will be calculated."
"He's a cruel guy!"
Um, eh? etc.
I suddenly thought of something, pondered for a moment, and clapped my hands.
By the way, that’s right!
He suddenly laughed three times, stuffed five diamonds into Mi Seya's hands, ignored her, and left quickly.
"Inexplicable guy..."
Weighing the gems in her hands, Mi Seya tilted her head and muttered.
At this time, I had already returned to the tent. Without saying a word, I took off the necklace and shook it. After a while, a certain luminous object whined, fell out of the necklace, and fell on the bed.
"Xiaofan is no longer satisfied with prostitution during the day. Do we have to choose to have fun at this time?"
The little ghost glanced at the sky outside and the fierce sounds of fighting that resounded throughout the camp. He turned back, clutched his chest tightly, cowered in the corner of the bed, and looked at me pitifully.
"You didn't sleep? That's just right." Although I wanted to complain, I held it back.
"Little ghost, I have decided." I pointed with my big hand, showing my unnecessary courage.
"I've decided that since you won't say anything. I'll go and ask myself."
"Huh?" The little ghost tilted his head.
"I have to rush to that skeleton in person and ask it directly. That way I will definitely find the answer."
"Xiao Fan. Your brain is burned out, although it has never been better." The little ghost came up with a look of pity and pressed his soft little hand on my forehead.
"I'm not kidding." I looked at her seriously without blinking.
"Really...really?"
"Really. I'll do it!"
"No..." He lowered his head, and the moonlit bangs on his forehead covered the little ghost's face.
"what are you saying?"
"No!!! I will never allow it!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The little ghost's reaction was a hundred times stronger than I expected. She raised her head suddenly, her silver eyes filled with tears. She grabbed my neck fiercely and savagely, and shook me desperately.
"No, no, no, no. I don't want, I don't want Xiaofan to do such stupid things. No, absolutely not allowed. If it's not allowed, it's not allowed!!!"
She shouted incoherently, and crystal tears splashed out of her eyes as she shook her head violently. Wet clothes.
How many years had it been since the last time the little ghost showed such strong emotions?
"Little ghost..." I reluctantly made a sound from my throat.
"Don't, absolutely don't, do that kind of thing, you will die. Xiaofan will die, wake up quickly, idiot, Xiaofan is a big idiot!!!"
He continued shouting at the top of his lungs, interrupted my voice, changed his posture, pinched my neck with one hand and shook me, and slapped me with the other hand.
I'm about to die, please, who can save me? !
It wasn't until I was about to foam at the mouth that the little ghost's violently fluctuating emotions calmed down a little and he let go of my neck.
"Calm down?" I asked angrily with a red and swollen pig-headed face.
"Calm down." The little ghost nodded, stretched out his little hand, and gently stroked my poor neck that was red from being strangled.
Then there was a click, and there seemed to be something on the neck.
I touched it, it was hard, and then subconsciously glanced at the little ghost's retracted hand.
There was an extra rope in her hand, connected to my rope.
I understand, it turns out that the hard thing around my neck is a collar.
I clapped my hands and suddenly realized.
Bastard! ! ! ! ! !
Breathing out a breath of vicious fire and stomping across the Pentagon, I was about to rip the collar off my neck.
"Wow, you can't pull it off." The little ghost quickly stopped me.
"What do you want to do?" I stared at her.
"This way, Xiaofan won't be able to do stupid things." The little ghost shook the rope in his hand proudly.
"Stupid, do you think that just a collar and a rope can stop me?" I snorted coldly.
Actually, what I want to ask the most is when was the collar prepared? This idiot ghost has really been coveting the idea of tying me with a collar for a long time, bastard!
"If Xiaofan insists on having his own way, take me with you." As she said that, she grabbed the rope tightly, as if she would not let go until death.
"Tell me the truth, I won't do stupid things. You know, I will do anything when I am impulsive. You can stop me for a while, but you can't stop me forever."
"Xiao Fan...this big idiot!" Little Ghost lowered her head and cursed. After a long silence, she raised her head again.
"Really? As long as you tell the truth, you won't do anything stupid?"
"Of course." I cheered up and was pleased.
Finally, I pried open the mouth of this stupid ghost.
"Okay, I said that's it."
The little ghost paused for a moment, as if she was arranging her thoughts. She got into my arms like a coquettish kitten, letting me hug her little cold body tightly, and then, she seemed to drink in the ice and snow. Taking a sip of hot chocolate, he sighed comfortably and contentedly, and said slowly.
"Actually... I've felt it a while ago."
"What time?" I wasn't going to let go of any details.
"Well... a long time ago, not long after I came here." The little ghost tapped his chin and murmured.
After all, she had been sleeping and was not very aware of the passage of time.
"Could it be at that time?" After hearing this, I immediately recalled the first time I noticed something strange about the little ghost, after meeting Beansa. Experience the period before departure.
When I said this, the little ghost would occasionally stay for a while, but I noticed it at the time. But I didn’t think about it deeply.
"It was a very slight feeling at first, and I thought it was an illusion, but a while ago, it suddenly became stronger, and it became more and more intense."
"Some time ago... was it about half a month ago?" I asked, estimating the time it took the skeleton army to walk all the way from the monastery.
"Well, probably." The little ghost nodded uncertainly.
"It seems that it is indeed related to the skeleton. What does it feel like? Do you know it?" Finally the question came to the point. I pricked up my ears and didn't miss a word.
"It feels... it doesn't feel very clear... but... but it's very familiar..." The little ghost muttered absently and shook his head. His eyes became moist again.
"Don't panic, I'm here, no matter what time, I'm here." Sensing that the little ghost's mental state was very unstable, I hugged her tightly, trying to give her more warmth.
After a while, the little ghost finally calmed down. He pulled the rope in his hand and murmured in a weak cry that he hadn't heard for many years.
"Xiao Fan...I'm very scared..."
"Don't be afraid, I'm here." I comforted her softly, stroking her back.
It's a familiar feeling...
perhaps. I was not wrong.
Is there anything else in this world that would make the little ghost feel familiar?
Nothing more than her relatives and friends.
As a candidate saint, the little ghost spends most of her time studying. There are only two real friends with whom she can often get close and play around, and that is the other two candidate saints.
Of course, the saintly grandmother is also one.
Then there are her father and mother.
Probably only these people can still make the little ghost feel familiar after thousands of years.
Except for the little ghost's father, everyone else is female.
As for that skeleton, not to mention anything else, just because it is more than two meters tall, the answer is already obvious.
Is it the little ghost's...father?
When I accidentally muttered this answer and let it slip, the little ghost in my arms shook violently.
Perhaps, she had already thought of this answer in her mind, but she just didn't want to believe it.
"Why... why is this happening?" In an instant, the little ghost lost all his strength, his dim pupils lost their color, helplessly shed tears, and fell limply in my arms.
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