Urban Tales of Demons and Spirits

Wen Jiubai put away his bow and arrow and looked at us quietly. Bayi Chinese W≤W≤W =. ≥8 ≠ 1≥Ｚ≤W =. ≈C = OM I was at a loss, I felt my pocket and couldn't find a tissue. The chest wound was still hurting.

"Do you think ... do you think we are willing to do this!"

At that moment, the old gentleman stood up tremblingly, his old tears wrinkled across his face.

"We didn't have no son. It was our son who died five years ago! I still remember that it was a rainy day. Our old couple were waiting for our son to go home. We have prepared a rich table of dishes, but We waited until we could wait for our son to come back. Then, we suddenly received a call from the hospital saying that our son had a car accident, and we had lost our breath when we received the hospital. "

I froze and looked at the old gentleman.

"How can you understand the pain of white people giving black people! Then, this unfair sky, after taking away my son, will take away my dependent wife!" The old man flushed with excitement, looking to the side Granny, "My wife, Shuhua, was diagnosed with advanced breast cancer by the hospital last month. If she also left me, then my old life would be meaningless!"

"Old man, don't talk about it." The old woman seemed to be unable to stand any longer and took the old man's hand, but the latter didn't bother at all and was still emotional.

"If I could save my wife, I wouldn't be so mean if I let myself out! And she!" The old man shouted angrily at Mo Xue, "She is not even a monster, it's just a monster! Take this demon What's wrong with my wife's life!

Looking at Mo Xue again, she still looked as if she had lost her soul and seemed to have lost any thought of resistance. If you attack her now, 80% will succeed.

Wen Jiubai quietly said to me: "So, how do you choose?"

Humans, and monsters.

On the one side is the same family as I am familiar with, and on the other is the cat demon who has been lonely for hundreds of years.

Only then did I experience a deep sense of weakness. Humans and humans still can't understand each other, what should people use to reach a consensus with the demon?

Hanging hooks every night, looking towards Chu Tower. Poor lonely moonlit night, Cang Zhaozhao worried.

I am not born, I am old. Jun hates me for being late, and I hate him for being early.

Seeing me silent, Wen Jiubai opened his bow and arrow again, and looked at Mo Xue lightly, "Since you don't speak, I will make the decision for you. The so-called demon master is responsible for the commission that he has taken. Realizing the client It is the desire to remove the demon. "

With that said, Wen Jiubai's eyes were sharp, and the arrow was really going to shoot through Mo Xue's heart.

"Wait!" I immediately shouted at Wen Jiubai. Wen Jiubai looked at me with a smile on Taohua's eyes.

"This guy is a monster," he whispered.

"It has nothing to do with whether she is a monster or not. I have a question to ask you." I said one by one. "Jinhua cat's fur can really make people sick and heal forever?"

Wen Jiubai's eyes flickered with approbation, revealing his signature cunning smile, lowering his bow and arrow, and saying, "No, it can't. The so-called Jinhua cat's fur is immortal, but it is just countless It ’s just one of the legends of immortality. Just like the ancient emperors used the mercury to make elixir, it is just a human fantasy. ”

At that moment I was relieved and turned to look at the old couple who hadn't responded yet, and said calmly, "Did you hear that? The truth is, even if you kill Mo Xue, it won't save your wife's life. "

The old gentleman was still a little stunned, and took two steps forward, "What? No, no, I don't believe it! This is impossible!"

"If you don't believe it, you can give it a try." Wen Jiubai went to the old gentleman and reached out and made an invitation gesture. But the old man took a few steps back and sat on the ground embarrassed.

"How come, but ..."

"Human beings are dying because they are born old, sick and sick, and life is especially precious." Wen Jiubai said ill, "If you lose these things, it will become a real curse."

"Why do you say that!" The old gentleman reached out and grabbed Wen Jiubai's collar, but Wen Jiubai grasped the old man's wrist instead with a calm expression.

"Imagine what would happen if your wife really recovered from her illness and died."

"Of course that's a good thing! It's all a joy!"

"No, no," Wen Jiubai said calmly. "It may be a good thing for you, but for your wife, you can only live a maximum of one or two decades. After you die, she will again How to pass? How to face the loneliness of a lifetime? The real pain is not the dead, but the living people who are left in this world. You should know this clearly. "

The old gentleman hesitated, looked at Wen Jiubai, and then looked at his wife, as if finally waking up, sighed, and fell to the ground.

"Thank you." I whispered to Wen Jiubai.

"Thank me for what you did, because you made your own choice. What has something to do with me." Wen Jiubai said lightly.

———

In the evening, I took Shi Yitong and followed Wen Jiubai back to the old house. This is Shi Yitong's first entry into the old house. He looked at the complex courtyard, slowly opening flowers and swaying locust trees from beginning to end.

Mo Xue stood under the locust tree, her skirt swinging gently with the breeze. Wen Jiubai made tea in the room, and the white mist blew out of the teapot, but Mo Xue didn't mean to go into the room to drink tea.

"You are ... the grandson of that person?" Mo Xue looked up at Shi Yitong.

Shi Yitong nodded stupidly, not knowing what to say.

"That's ... it turned out to be like this," Mo Xue murmured, "time is passing too fast. Your human life is as short as a flower, and it has passed so long."

I looked at Mo Xue and took a deep breath, still decided to say, "That man, Shi Yitong's grandfather."

Mo Xue looked at me.

"That person has liked you," I said firmly.

Mo Xue froze, looked at me in surprise, opened her mouth, and said nothing.

"I read his diary, and he said that you are the most beautiful woman he has ever seen in his life. He really likes you, but as a demon master, he has to ..."

"I know." Mo Xue interrupted me, her eyes were moist, tears weeping, but her face was smiling, "I know, but that's enough. I'm already very satisfied! "

With that said, Mo Xue suddenly recovered his vitality. As we did when we first met, he pointed out Shi Yitong with his full-strength fingers.

"Hey, boy!"

Shi Yitong was startled by her, and pointed her thumb at herself, "Me?"

"Yes, it's you!" Mo Xue said, leaning on his waist. "You have to live well and pack up your grandpa's messy mess! If you lose your life in advance, I'll even chase the place I'm going to beat you up. Did you hear me? "

Shi Yitong responded quickly, "OK, OK! No problem!"

"And you!" Mo Xue reached out to me again, and hooked his fingers at me, "Gu good people, come here!"

Somehow, I had to listen to her and walked over.

"Close your eyes!"

It's almost as rude as a princess. I smile in my heart, but close my eyes obediently.

"Next, I'll do terrible things to you!"

After speaking, I felt something soft on my forehead, and opened my eyes to see that it was Mo Xue who had printed a kiss on my forehead.

I couldn't help but smile, and she responded with a smile.

"Can we see you later?" I whispered.

"Who knows."

"Are you ... leaving?"

"That's right. However, I have one last thing to do." Mo Xue straightened up, walked in the direction of the house, and stopped in front of the high threshold.

"Hey, Wen Jiubai."

Wen Jiubai turned his back on us. Judging from the action, it was tea tasting.

"They called you Wen Jiubai. That's the name." Mo Xue continued, crossing the threshold and standing behind Wen Jiubai.

But Wen Jiubai still held the tea cup and did not answer.

"Jiubai, Jiubai." Mo Xuenian chanted the name, as if repeating and thinking, and finally asked, "Hey, are you ... is he?"

This time, Wen Jiubai paused slightly and replied in a low voice, "How is it? How is it not?"

When Mo Xue heard it, she laughed and said with certainty, "It seems you are right. Jiubai, Jiubai, you really have a decent name for yourself!"

I can't see Wen Jiubai's expression or speculate on his position.

"I didn't expect that you would fall into this state someday. Except the demon division?" Mo Xue sneered, "This is definitely the funniest joke I have ever heard. You, demon division? Hahaha ..."

There was a bad hunch in my heart, and I hurried forward to ask what was going on. But at this moment, Wen Jiubai put down the tea cup, stood up, walked straight towards the door, and passed by Mo Xue, who was blocking the door, and a deep and powerful voice floated in my ear.

"Your business is settled. As for my business, you don't have that position to worry about."

Mo Xue shrugged indifferently, took a few steps back, and jumped directly onto the branch of that locust tree with her cat-like jumping force. The branch was shaken, and many snow-white locust flowers fell.

"Then I'll say goodbye, we will have a period later. But-"

Before Mo Xue disappeared, a word fell into my ears clearly.

"It's really my imagination that you have become ill with humans. Hehe."