Chapter 118

Ling Yun takes the wooden knife in the little girl's hand. He is afraid of the spirit of noble spirit. However, if he keeps his body upright and has a pure and good heart, the spirit of noble spirit can strengthen his body, and it will be more beneficial to practice in the future.

Ling Yun also took down his Tang Dao, handed it to the little girl, and said with a smile, "this Tang Dao is well made, but my friend sent it to me, and I'll show it to you."

"Eh, is that ok?" The little girl looked at Ling Yun with stars in her eyes, "then I'm not polite?"

Ling Yun nods with a smile. They exchange their sabres. Ling Yun's light kitchen knife is extremely poor in workmanship, and his hand-painted picture of the sun and the moon is a child's ghost.

"You are good at painting. Who taught you that?" Ling Yun exclaimed.

Little girl white Ling cloud one eye, "don't look good, don't look good, my granny said lying child is to rotten mouth."

"But I'm an adult." Ling Tian said with a smile.

The little girl shriveled, "I'm not a child."

"It's really good." Ling Yun said again.

The little girl jumps behind Lingyun and stands on Lingyun's head with a slight jump. She is just a little higher than the Tang Dao. She leans the Tang Dao on Lingyun's head and says angrily, "don't lie!"

"All right." Ling Yun gently smiles and gently shakes the rattle. When he was a child, he once envied the toys played by other children, such as paper kite, rattle, cart, even mud.

At that time, his father was still at the border, and his adoptive parents were at the border. What he and his brother Ling Tian could play with was nothing more than the four treasures of the study, or swords and spears. All the uncles and uncles who came back from the battlefield would teach them two moves of martial arts. It was not that they were not allowed to play with normal children's things, but that they were born in such an environment, They are enjoying the best resources, they have to pay more time.

"Good man, why aren't you afraid of me?" The little girl sat on Ling Yun's head, Tang Dao across Ling Yun's head, she supported her chin, "people who passed here before either want to kill me or run away scared by me, why are you not afraid to pinch? And so good to me. "

"Because I'm a good man!" Ling Yun said with a smile, "do you want to leave here and go to another place to have a look?"

"Is that ok?" The little girl's eyes brightened, and suddenly jumped up, dragging the Tang Dao to jump down. The Tang Dao firmly hit Ling Yun's head, which made Ling Yun show his teeth in pain, but with more smiles, "good man, do you want to take me away?"

"Of course." Ling Yun said softly.

The little girl ran to Lingyun, "if you cheat me, you are a dog!"

"Well, if I cheat you, I'm a puppy." Ling Yun didn't ask the little girl why she was buried here. His spiritual sense swept her grave. There were many broken bones in her legs and hands. They should have been interrupted before she died, but who would have done it to such a little girl?

"Cut ~ I don't believe it," the little girl jumped back to the small earth like grave, with a head, long tongue and wide eyes, "I'm going to sleep ~"

Ling Yun shakes his head and laughs. In fact, there are many Dharma arrays and talismans hidden here, which limit the little girl's movement and make her unable to practice. When something happens, if he doesn't do something, Ling Yun will feel unhappy all his life. He doesn't know much about talismans and Dharma arrays. Of course, he doesn't have much energy to learn them, But if you really need to be distracted to learn, you can also learn some.

From the beginning, Mr. Ling Yun was not regarded as a descendant of his own culture, but it would be a good thing if he could teach Confucianism through Ling Yun. Of course, Ling Yun's more efforts were put on the knowledge of the three religions.

"Hello, big ghost king, do you want to come out? I'll tell you the story?"

"No, I'm sleepy."

"Or count the stars together."

"Don't you sleep?"

"You are a ghost. What are you sleepy about? Come out quickly. There are many stars in the sky. They are bright."

"I'm afraid of the dark."

"I believe you, ghost."

"I am the ghost!"

"How did you get smart at once?"

"I'm smart."

The little girl still ran out and sat beside Ling Yun. She didn't feel the slightest malice on Ling Yun. She just felt why a person would be so kind. Maybe he wanted to cheat himself, even like those bad guys. That's why. The little girl hugged the Tang Dao she got from Ling Yun tightly.

Ling Yun said gently: "big ghost king, have you ever seen your parents?"

"Yes, when there was a famine, my father sold me and my mother, and then I died. That's it." Said the little girl softly.

Ling Yun rubbed the little girl's head, there are many unfortunate things in the world, everyone can't say that they are really unfortunate, "I will take you away."

"All right, good man, it's your word." The little girl turned her head and simply felt that Ling Yun was a good person, unlike other people.

Ling Yun whispered. At dawn the next day, the little girl was already hiding in the grave and did not dare to come out. The sun would burn her soul. The former husband said that the ghosts left at this time, whether they were harmful or not, had unfulfilled wishes.

However, no matter what happened to the victims, they should have a chance to reincarnate. However, the cause and effect of the victims should also be paid back. There should be more suffering in the afterlife.

As for those who don't harm others, if the chance is right, they can either exist as ghosts and serve as ghost soldiers and ghost generals. No matter how good they are, they can become the God of mountains and rivers and protect one side.

"Good man, your parents must be very kind, good man, right?" The little girl asked enviously.

Ling Yun tilted his head and said softly, "yes."

But he never met his mother.

But he didn't know if he was a good man. For many people, he was not a good man. For more people, he should be a good man.

"That's good."

The little girl sighed, "nice to meet you."

"Can I have this knife?" The little girl soon forgot her unhappiness. "I'll take it to protect you later."

Ling Yun smiles. The little girl's body doesn't turn into reality. Just like his father, he can't touch the real things. Ling Yun rubs his head and stays at the little girl's grave. He turns books and tells stories to the little girl. All these are the people and things he met all the way.

But never said that the world is dangerous, no matter how long she died, she has been in this place, can forget unhappy is a very good thing, "that red leaf Princess like you, why don't you agree?"

"Why promise?" Ling Yun asked.

"That's right. You're not good-looking. Why do people like you?" Murmured the little girl.

"I used to be handsome, too." Ling Yun stood up and put on a posture that he thought was very good-looking. With one hand on his back and the other hand on his waist, his snow-white sleeves floated in the wind.

The little girl laughed, but did not dare to throw out the grave, can only show a head, she was very happy, "good man, you are so bad."

"To be true, you are as thin as a bamboo pole. Will I go hungry with you?" The little girl was a little worried.

"You're a ghost, and you can't eat." Ling Yun reminds a way.

"Well, I forgot all about it. Would you starve to death?" the little girl said. "I know there is a place where there are many delicious food, but I can't go now."

"I can cook. There are many delicious things." Ling Yun said gently.

"Really?" The little girl began to be greedy. Ling Yun found that most of the time she was a child. Although she was smart, she didn't look like an adult. "Then I'll have a good mouth in the future?"

"It seems so." Ling Yun said with a smile.

"Hello, good man, you said last night that you would count the stars with me." "Cried the little girl," would you say that when I didn't pay attention, I ran away secretly

Ling Yun pondered, and suddenly jumped in front of the little girl, "a man, a man, a word, a horse is hard to catch up with. If you don't go, you won't go!"

"Hook!" The little girl just stretched out her hand, but it turned red, and then quickly drew back, "hiss, pain ~"

"Silly!" Ling Yun said gently, standing in front of the grave, holding up an umbrella to help the little girl block the sun.

Two months after Lingyun's 18th birthday, in April, the peach blossom blooms. The young man is white and thin. He is holding a black oil paper umbrella and squatting in a small bag of money with a finger dog with a red little arm.

The little girl showed a happy smile.

Ling Yun also showed a happy smile.

"Big ghost king, you will follow me for a living."

"Good man, I'll follow you in the future!"

For a long time, Ling Yun built a small thatched shed here to protect the little girl from the sun. He himself carried two stones beside him. Ling Yun sat reading, while the little girl sat beside him, shaking her legs and humming her own little tune. She was very happy.

At night, one big and one small sat on the stone, looking at the sky and counting the stars. Later, the woman Ling Yun met also came. The little girl was very afraid of her, because she was born with the ability of ghosts, and had a natural fear of people with great ability.

"You're still here." The boss said with a light smile. After looking at the little girl, she didn't understand why he had stayed here for so long. She had been here several times, because the Confucian sage said that Ling Yun's identity was very unusual, but he didn't know, and the sage didn't mention it.

So she came after her several times later. As for this little ghost, it's very interesting, but she's not so lucky. She's the body of the spirit. There's a small piece of cold jade in the ground, so even if she doesn't know how to practice, she can stabilize her soul. Of course, as time goes on, she's connected with cold jade, So some people who want Hanyu will kill or refine the little girl.

Ling Yun doesn't seem to want Hanyu here, but he really wants to help the little girl. In a word, since Ling Yun's status is unusual, it's a good thing to have a good relationship.

"Good man, is this your best friend?" Asked the little girl in a low voice.

Without waiting for Lingyun to speak, the landlady said wrongly, "I think it's just that he doesn't want to."

"That good man must be super rich." The little girl said with a real story.

The landlady bent down and asked with a smile, "why?"

The little girl held her hands and said solemnly and seriously, "a good man is not good-looking. If you are so good-looking, sister, you certainly don't like him. If he wasn't rich, you wouldn't like him."

"Is my sister such a shallow person in your eyes?" The boss's wife laughed, but she thought the little girl was very interesting. After Ling Yun taught her how to read, the little girl read a lot of Ling Yun's travel notes. Of course, she read most of Chen Diao temple.

The little girl glanced at the book that Ling Yun placed outside, and some of them were not sure. She said, "then elder sister, you really admire the talent of a good man?"

She asked a good man to write a poem at will, but she didn't feel good about it. Seeing so many of them, it's not hard to get up at all.