My golden finger is not right

Chapter 38 25

25,

I looked at the half piece of jade, feeling a little embarrassed.

I originally planned to give him the whole piece of jade, and it would be best to have nothing to do with it, but he sent it back now.

"This is not very good... After all, it is something given to you by someone else. If I take half of it, wouldn't that person lose half of his heart..."

I made it up, and saw that he seemed to be moved by my words, and gradually retracted the hand holding Yujue.Just as I was about to breathe a sigh of relief, I saw him groping around the pillow for a while, and then stuffed a jade button into my hand.

I looked at him hesitantly, and he was looking at me with twinkling eyes.

"This is……"

"This is left to me by my father. If you can't give that piece of jade to you, then I think I can still decide on this button."

"But this is something your father left you! How can I accept it?"

He noticed something from my words, and his eyes gradually darkened: "Don't you like it? But I only have this..." He clenched the corner of the quilt tightly, showing a look of crying or not.

He is so sensitive, it is too difficult to refuse without hurting him...

Seeing such a guardian, I couldn't bear to refuse any more, so I could only hold the jade buckle tightly tightly, and then thanked him with a smile.

"As long as you like it..." Seeing that I finally accepted his gift, he buried himself under the quilt shyly.

etc……!What the hell is shyness? !

This jade buckle seems very bad!Could it be something left for the guardian as a token of love for his daughter-in-law? !

Fuck!Don't sleep!Tell me clearly what's going on!

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When I slept until midnight, there was a noise outside the door, and it sounded like many people were shouting and groaning.

I was going to get up to have a look, but as soon as I pulled back the quilt, there was a knock on the door.

Three short and one long seem to represent a certain meaning.

"Open the door, it's a ghost, maybe something happened in the main courtyard..." The guardian, who had never closed his eyes, heard the voice, and suddenly showed an unclear smile, "Listen to the movement, it's probably buried in the shade of the tree. The pawns are almost eaten."

I didn't understand the second half of the sentence, but I was a little hesitant when I thought of Liu Lizi who came before. I looked back at Shenhu, but saw that he was already in deep thought.I had no choice but to endure the fear in my heart and slowly opened the paper door.

Under the bright moonlight, an old man with a stooped body appeared in front of me.He was holding a basket of things with a hurried look on his face.

Seeing that it was me who opened the door, he was stunned for a few seconds, then without thinking too much, he nodded at me and took off his shoes and came in.

"Yes... is that person here?"

A Gui nodded when he heard the words, and after a while, he seemed to be thinking about something, and then shook his head.Seeing that he couldn't express clearly, he simply put the thing in his hand in front of the guardian, and then gestured.

I couldn't understand what A Gui meant, but I could see a little clue from the expression on the guardian's face.A Gui seemed to have told Shenhu something that made him very happy, and it was rare for me to see him show such a carefree expression.

Is it my illusion... I always feel that there is something very wrong...

I tugged at the corner of Shenhu's clothes and motioned him to explain my doubts, but he just stared at me for a while, and said in a subtle tone: "Yan Ye, are we friends now?"

"What... er... probably..."

"If it's a friend, no matter what happens, you won't stay away from each other, right?"

I didn't answer, and felt inexplicably in my heart that no matter whether the answer was yes or no, something very bad would happen.

Seeing that I didn't speak, the guardian didn't try to force him, instead he tied the jade that I brought to him around his neck, and then it was as if he had gained some kind of power. Standing up calmly: "Yan Ye, this question can only be answered once, if you get it wrong, there is no way to start over, so please consider carefully."

For a moment we all fell silent.

I kept my eyes on the face of Shenhu, his face is pale at the moment, there are heavy dark circles under his eyes, he looks like he is dying of a serious illness, but his eyes are strangely full of a special color , like the darkest transition zone, oppressive and bitter, but there is no struggle.

Apparently, he was about to do something he had been looking forward to for a long time, and I, an intruder, inadvertently disrupted his plan, making him have to reconsider his subsequent actions.

For a moment, I felt that these thoughts of mine were too absurd and ridiculous. After all, the child in front of me was only about 7 years old, so how could there be so many complicated and difficult emotions.But the next moment, I vetoed myself again.

The person in front of him is a guardian.

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The answer of "yes" seemed to be the highest invitation letter.The guardian who received my answer seemed very happy, but also calm as expected.

He found a few triangular rice balls from the basket brought by Ah Gui and handed them over, motioning for me to replenish my strength first.

"Has he eaten?" Seeing the old man named Ah Gui sitting silently by the door in a daze, I poked the guardian with some embarrassment and asked in a low voice.

"A ghost doesn't need to eat anything, because he is not a human being now." The guardian tore open the packaging bag of a dumpling, and brought it to my mouth.I subconsciously took a bite and continued to question him.

"Probably because of my physique. I didn't die at the hands of my mother like the others, but was brought back by her and turned into a pawn without memory."

"But this is just what my mother thinks. In fact, his memory is always there."

After that, the guardian didn't say anything more, and I could only vaguely judge that the actual age of this old man named "Ghost" probably didn't match his appearance.

But why was he made a pawn by the guardian's mother?If you still have the memory, why do you want to stay here and be a humble servant?

Most importantly, what are they planning?

After a simple solution... Uh... maybe it was a midnight snack, we headed towards the direction of the main house, and those shouts, groans, and groans that sounded before have long since disappeared, as if they had never appeared before .

The trail that I walked before seemed to have experienced a scuffle. There were not a single tree in the surrounding area, and another passage was forcibly torn apart. Looking at the direction of the passage, it seemed that it also led to the main house, but the distance was shortened. More than doubled.

I followed the guardian and ghost down into the woods, intending to go directly to the main house through this sudden passage.

Regarding the purpose of this trip, the guardian did not elaborate, but only asked the main house to see his mother, but I vaguely felt that things were not that simple.

"Hmm!" I seemed to have stepped on something sticky and almost fell down. Fortunately, the guardian who was walking in front heard the voice and turned around to help me, otherwise I might have fallen directly into this lump .

"What the hell is this?" After I thanked the guardian, I muttered in a low voice. In fact, this kind of black, sticky thing is everywhere in the woods, and it also emits a smell of something burnt. The smell makes people feel a little inexplicably uncomfortable.

"Are you talking about those spirit bones?" Seeing my doubts, the guardian suddenly opened his mouth to explain, but his tone was cold: "This was originally where my mother put the waste, but later the waste accumulated too much, resulting in There was a mutation, and after being discovered by my mother, the waste was used to make an enchantment point to protect the house."

"Uh... the trash you're talking about is..."

"Men who admire my mother's face, but in the end my mother draws her strength to breed offspring."

I couldn't help but gasp when I heard this, it turned out that the answer to the previous question is here!Back then, those female warlocks found a way to conceive psychics, but this method was obviously a downright sorcery!

Ah Gui, who had been walking in front, heard our conversation, and seemed to pause in his footsteps.

"Such enchantment points are everywhere in the house. Every woman in the family will have her own 'grove'. They will often lure the men who have successfully abducted here, and then bury them directly after they lose their value. Under the tree roots. Sometimes these males did not die immediately, but were sucked out after the roots penetrated into their bodies before dying."

"The women in the family believe that the more men there are, the more talented children they can give birth to, so in order to pass on, they often hunt men beyond the limit, and mutations are the embodiment of excessive resentment. Simply put, those Dead men turned into ghosts."

"This is simply..." I can't find the right words to describe my mood at the moment. Such a large forest is just the hunting ground of Yan Ye's mother alone. Looking at the entire deputy sect, the history of hundreds of years is countless. How should the female warlocks of the Qing Dynasty count the male corpses buried under them?

What's more, even if they die, they can't enjoy a peaceful sleep, and they will be used as guardians of this hell, witnessing more men to participate in this feast of death, and live endlessly!

The women in this family are all monsters in human skin, using their gorgeous skins to prey on the lives of others, and then satisfy their own desires.

All my initial sympathy for them turned into deepest disgust.

Because I suddenly realized that the end of the poor is not only sad, but also terrible.

"Then... what about the ghosts that were here?"

The guardian was worried that I would fall again, so he held my hand all the way. He didn't look back when he heard my question, and replied directly: "It should be eaten by that thing that broke in."

"Eat, eat?!"

"Well, the things we stepped on should be residual waste, or some excrement or something."

"Then... then they..."

The Guardian suddenly turned his head.

Under the moonlight, his pupils were covered with a layer of light blue, which looked like the purest crystal in the world.

"I know what you're going to ask. My answer is no. Being eaten is equivalent to continuing to suffer in another place."

I haven't spoken for a long time. Although I know it's meaningless, I still try to avoid those "spiritual bones" while walking.

Because I am afraid that my steps are too heavy and I will cry them.