"I was born in the cold pond, and now our child is also born here. His name will be 'Han'. Brother Xuan, Xiaohan will be left to you. You must take good care of our... ..child......"
At this point, consciousness completely fell into thick darkness.
"Brother Xiao? Brother Xiao!" "Master Xiao?"
When Xiao Ling regained consciousness again, he vaguely felt that his body seemed to be being shaken. It seemed that he could still vaguely hear the voices of Zhuo Feng and the others?
"Master Xiao."
Are you about to wake up?
After several struggles, Xiao Ling finally opened his eyes, and in front of him were the four Zhuo Feng Bai Qingyin who looked worried.
"Huh! Brother Xiao, you finally woke up. We thought you were dead with the Ghost Lord - uh, what happened?"
Zhuo Feng patted his chest exaggeratedly, breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly offered several plates of pastries: "Here, I bought them specially for you, I didn't even eat any of them!"
Hearing this, Gu Qingchen, who was standing behind, seemed to glance at him and shook his head helplessly.
I didn't eat it secretly, I didn't eat these dishes secretly.
I don't know which kid is so greedy. When he bought it, he ate ten dishes in one go. The turbid qi from eating was accumulated and the ghost qi was disordered. He used spiritual energy to sort out all the food overnight before digesting it.
But he won't say this out loud, lest some glutton get angry again.
"Thank you." Xiao Ling sat up, took the cake and ate a few pieces to soothe his already churning and dissatisfied stomach. Fortunately, he didn't starve to death. He didn't know how many days he had been asleep.
He rubbed his forehead, which was still aching, and glanced sideways at Han Yuan, who was still in the form of a child and seemed to be sleeping: "How long have we been sleeping?"
"Two days and two nights." Yu Zhu replied.
Did you stay in the illusion for so long this time?
Xiao Ling was stunned for a moment, then frowned again.
But this illusion has no beginning or end. He can only confirm that Han Yuan is the son of a human ghost, and his mother is not an ordinary ghost but a "ghost and god".
He seemed to have had a vision when he was born, but his mother seemed to have suppressed him. In that last paragraph...did his mother sacrifice herself to keep her child alive?
And that Han Pond... could it be where Han Yuan's physical body is?
What happened next to make Han Yuan become like this, and why did he lose the memory of his childhood...
And why did Han Yuan turn into the form of a 4 or 5-year-old child, and why did he call his mother "Xiao Ling"?
He still has too many unanswered questions, and there are no prompts to complete the plot points. It seems that he must find a way to enter the fantasy world again.
"Master Xiao?"
Xiao Ling was thinking so seriously that he didn't hear clearly what Yu Zhu and the others said. It wasn't until he shouted again that he came back to his senses.
"Huh? Sorry, what did you just say?"
Seeing his expression, as if he had encountered something difficult, Gu Qingchen couldn't help but feel worried: "Master Xiao, is he unwell? Or is there something difficult?"
Zhuo Feng also echoed: "Is it possible that our ghost master's condition is getting worse again?!"
"Oh, it's nothing. Thank you for your concern." Xiao Ling put down the empty plate he had finished eating, shook his head, and then felt Han Yuan's current state: "Han... Brother's condition has improved now. I should be able to recover after a few more days of rest.”
While Han Yuan is still in the form of a child, he has to enter the illusion again.
Thinking like this, Xiao Ling raised his head and looked at the others: "By the way, I'm afraid we will have to sleep for a few more days. You don't have to worry, and please don't disturb us during this period. Thank you."
Although it is not sure whether it was because Zhuo Feng and the others were awakening him that he was released from the illusion, but in order to solve the puzzle and complete the plot points, it is best to avoid all external interference as much as possible.
Gu Qingchen and Yu Zhu looked at each other and nodded.
"That's good. It just so happened that when we were out for the past two days, we saw a lot more ghosts and ghosts in the outside world. Mr. Xiao and Mr. Han were well rested, so Qingyin and I went out of the valley."
"Hey, what do you mean by you and Qingyin? It's as if you two can walk alone, why don't you have to tie me up with Yu Zhu!"
"Haha~ It's my fault. To drive away evil spirits, you have to rely on my Lord Ghost."
"Hey, who cares about being your ghost! But since I can't get rid of it, I will reluctantly protect you~"
Gu Qingchen and Zhuo Feng now have their own way of getting along. One is willing to dote on them unconditionally, and the other is an awkward and arrogant ghost who is hard-spoken and soft-hearted. Although they are one mysterious and one ghost, they are very compatible.
In comparison, Bai Qingyin and Yu Zhu spoke much less, but their eyes did not stop lingering on each other.
It seems that the original marriage tree was not a complete mess. Xiao Ling raised the corners of his lips and nodded: "That's fine, just be more careful and take care of yourself."
"Young master is here, Brother Xiao, you don't have to worry, just take good care of our ghost master~!"
Zhuo Feng was very arrogant now. It looked like he was being held and coaxed by someone, and he was floating a little bit out of control.
As the youngest, Bai Qingyin is still a little girl, and she seems to be more reliable than him.
She suddenly took out a few talismans from her arms and stuffed them into Xiao Ling's hands: "Master Xiao, these talismans are dotted with pure Yin blood. If you are in danger, you can use them even if you don't have spiritual energy."
After saying that, she was afraid that Xiao Ling would be worried, so she quickly explained: "I was bored and wanted to carve something two days ago, and accidentally cut my finger. I thought not to waste it... It's fine now, it's okay! "
The little girl looked so cute like this. Xiao Ling felt soft in her heart and couldn't help but smile again: "Okay, thank you, Miss Bai."
"Then I'll take my leave. I still have some food. When the young master and the ghost master wake up, I will send ghosts to bring it." Yu Zhu bowed his hands towards Xiao Ling and the "little ghost king" who was sleeping on the bed, and then talked with a few People left together.
But when he went out, he glanced at Bai Qingyin's fingers calmly and pursed his lips.
It turns out that this was the reason why I felt a slight pain in my fingers yesterday.
But why is she so evasive and unwilling to explain? Could it be that she is happy with Young Master Xiao?
Bai Qingyin didn't know that Yu Zhu had misunderstood that she liked Xiao Ling. She quietly touched a bamboo flute hidden in her sleeve and carefully glanced at the handsome male ghost next to her.
Two days ago, she accidentally picked up a piece of bamboo, which was white as jade, so she suddenly wanted to make a "Jade Bamboo" flute. It's just that her knife skills are rough and her work is really ugly. I wonder if brother Yu Zhu will dislike it...
Seeing a few people leaving, Xiao Ling hurriedly ate a few more dishes of pastries, comforted the Five Zang Temple, and prepared for sleeping for who knows how many days.
Then, he pasted two talismans on the door to prevent outsiders... ghosts from disturbing him.
After doing all this, Xiao Ling finally lay back on the bed, took a deep breath, and then...
He began to shake the "Little Ghost King" crazily: "Xiaohan, Xiaohan! Wake up and look at my mother!"
"Um...Mom...kiss..."
Poor Xiaohan was shaken so much that he had to twist three times every word. Finally, he wrinkled his little face and opened his eyes.
Looking into those weird black and red eyes, feeling the familiar feeling of dizziness and addiction, Xiao Ling curled her lips in satisfaction.
It's quite useful...
