The scene in front of him was so unfamiliar that the ghost cried a little dazed.

If you can't find a way, then go along the river!

Devil Cry thought so in his heart, and discerned the direction, the upstream was facing north, and the downstream was facing south, so he walked downstream.

This walk is half a day. On the way, he was inevitably targeted by wild beasts, but seeing the ghost crying and being covered in blood and carrying a long knife, he didn't dare to provoke after all.

As I walked, as the river became wider and wider, I came to a flower forest.

Flowers are in full bloom, and the unknown pink flowers exude a faint fragrance.

At dusk, bees buzz and flutter, butterflies flutter, and colorful wild fowl swim in the river.

The smoke of war is completely gone here, not long ago I was still fighting on the battlefield, and now I have arrived in this seemingly isolated place, and the ghost crying only feels like a world away.

And ahead, the river forks.

At the fork, a small boat slowly arrived, and the fisherman wearing a hat raised his head and saw a ghost crying who was also wearing a hat.

His old face was flushed, and he looked slightly drunk, holding a penny. Humming the ballad of the Great River of the Northland, it looks quite fairy.

But as soon as he saw the ghost crying, the fairy wind bones disappeared instantly, he was stunned at first, then his feet slipped, and he almost fell into the river, and then hurriedly held the penny and went down the river.

"Wait a minute, old man. Ghost Cry hurriedly shouted, but the other party obviously had no intention of stopping, and the ship was getting faster and faster.

Ghost Cry hurriedly chased along the river, and the river in front of him became wider and wider, and the water was still clear, but it became bottomless.

Before he knew it, Oni Cry chased him out of the woods, into a field of verdant reeds, and then lost all traces of the fisherman.

Behind him, there is a vast forest, and in front of him, there is a reed field that can not be seen as far as the eye can see. Only then did the ghost cry know that the lower reaches of this river were a piece of fertile land.

And at this moment, Ghost Cry also knew his whereabouts, he was in the eastern suburbs of Handan City, at least more than thirty miles away from Handan City.

And this piece of land in front of you is called Youze, according to legend, the ancestors of the Great Zhou monarch once entered here in order to avoid the pursuit of the enemy, and then luckily got out.

Yes, it's a fluke.

Although Youze is not far from Handan City, but there is really not much understanding of this place, most people enter here, and never go out again, so one after another terrifying legends are born here.

But fortunately, Ghost Cry didn't go deeper, and he was able to get out.

But the fisherman......

Whew, no matter what.

He glanced at the slanting sun on the horizon and walked in the direction of the slanting sun.

Unconsciously, the slanting sun on the horizon sank into the earth little by little.

The night was dark, and little by little, the sky was occupied.

Not long after, a full moon rose, and in the moonlight, not far away, a village loomed in the night. After a day's journey, and a lot of fighting, Ghost Cry was already tired. Seeing that there was a place to live in front of him, where could he take care of anything else, he hurriedly quickened his pace and walked towards the village.

Walking into the village, unexpectedly, there were still people in the village, and there were lights flickering not far away. He walked towards the place where the lights flickered, and then, outside the courtyard of a small farmhouse.

"Anyone?" cried the ghost.

In the house, there was a noise, and a trilled voice asked, "Who are you?"

"I'm just a passer-by, thirsty and tired right now, and I just want to beg for a bowl of water to drink, find a place to stay, and get a good night's sleep. The ghost cried, pushed open the fence gate, and walked into the courtyard.

With a creak, the door of the hall opposite opened, and an old man appeared in front of Ghost Cry.

"Old man, we are really destined!"

"How did you find here?" asked the old man.

The ghost cried and didn't answer, and quickened his pace, and the old man wanted to close the door, but the ghost cried and held the door with one hand.

There was a child's scream from inside the house, but when Ghost Cry broke in, he didn't see a child.

In the hall, it was empty, and there were candlesticks on the table, and there were tearful candles on the candlesticks, and the candles shook slightly.

Under the candlelight, there are two plates of roasted fish, a pot of wild vegetable and fish soup, five bowls and five pairs of chopsticks, and there are bitten steamed buns in the bowl.

After taking a look, Ghost Cry withdrew his gaze and looked at the old man with a smile: "Old man, you almost tricked me into the secluded landscape." ”

This old man is the fisherman Ghost Cry met earlier. The old man was frightened by the ghost's crying words, and hurriedly bowed over: "My lord, spare my life, I am... Is that... That's just scary. ”

"I know, so I don't blame you, now I just want to drink water and get a good night's sleep. Ghost Cry looked at the old man, and he saw that this old man was unusual.

"In that case, let's eat together. ”

"That's embarrassing. ”

"It's just more than two pairs of chopsticks. The old man smiled reluctantly, and then he shouted to the inner room, "Come out, children." ”

Four children came out of the back room, half male and half female, the eldest was only about ten years old, and the youngest was only five or six years old.

"Your grandchildren?" Ghost Cry asked.

"Hmm. The old man nodded.

"It was lovely. ”

"Thank you. ”

A dinner that was very calm.

After dinner, the old man diligently brought hot water for the ghost to cry and wash, and also found clean old clothes, put them at the head of the bed, and left the candles, everything was very thoughtful.

When the old man left, Ghost Cry took off his boots. Blood flowed down his feet and into his boots, and when the blood dried, it stuck Devil Cry's feet to the boots, so it took a little effort to take them off.

I took off my clothes and washed hastily, and the whole basin of water turned black and red. Now I was so tired that I didn't bother to pour it, so I blew out the candle and lay down on the bed.

The rest of the straw mat and the thick straw made Oni Cry feel very comfortable, skimmed off the pillow and put the long knife on the back of his head, and it didn't take long for Oni Cry to fall asleep.

Despite his exhaustion, he didn't sleep very well this night, and he could detect movement around him.

In a trance, I was suddenly awakened by a rooster crow. The rooster is next door, and its voice is loud, and its crow is like exploding in the ear, and the awakening effect is amazing.

But Ghost Cry was so sleepy that it didn't take long for him to fall asleep again.

Then, as if he heard someone push open the door and walk in, the man stopped when he reached the bedside, and went out with the basin.

When it was dawn, the ghost cried and woke up, only to feel that the exhaustion of his body had been swept away, and his body was full of vitality.

After breakfast, he left the village, where only one family remained.

During the whole process, he didn't tell the old man his name, nor did he ask what the old man's name was, let alone why there were no chickens in the old man's house, but there was a rooster crowing at dawn.

Sending away the ghost crying, the old man breathed a sigh of relief and finally sent away this killing god.

The ghost cry can see the unusualness of the old man, and the old man can naturally see the unusualness of the ghost crying. It's not that the old man's eyesight is good, but the way the ghost cries and is covered in blood, and no matter how bad his eyesight is, he knows that it is unusual.

As the sun grew older, the old man told his grandchildren to stay at home honestly, and then took the net and prepared to go out.

As soon as he walked out of the yard, a pair of feet wearing small leather boots stopped in front of him, and then a crisp female voice came: "Old man, can you beg for water?" ”

The old man stiffened, and when he looked up, it was a woman wearing a hat, and her clothes were stained with blood and flowers, and she could no longer recognize her original color.

He hurriedly lowered his head, complained in his heart, and said, "Yes." ”