Onmyoji Shikigami Don't Cry

Chapter 130 Snow and Plum Blossom
The snow girl landed on the snow.

Standing quietly, without any expression on his face, like ice and snow: "Master, let's go."

Chen Beibei went under the locust tree, and took Xiaoluo's bride from the spider web.

Since everyone is going out to play, it is natural not to leave Xiaoluo's bride at home.

The feet are very soft on the snow, because everyone has no clear destination, so they just walk leisurely and slowly.

In winter, animals are rarely seen.

The twittering of birds in the woods disappeared, as did the cicadas and frogs.

Gives a sense of tranquility.

Pure white, serene.

It was in such an atmosphere that everyone walked slowly.

"Master, look there are flowers there."

The voice of the three-tailed fox sounded, with a hint of excitement.

Seeing a flower in winter is undoubtedly something that makes people's eyes bright.

Especially the three-tailed fox, a monster who loves beauty but is not very familiar with the human world.

Chen Beibei looked over, and the flower that Sanweihu mentioned was just a wild wintersweet tree with pure white snow falling on it.

After approaching, you can smell a faint fragrance.

"It's plum blossoms."

Chen Beibei explained.

"It's winter, why are there still flowers?"

"Maybe it's because in winter, everything withers, it's too monotonous. That's why I let it bloom."

"Oh, I see."

The three-tailed fox gently shook the plum blossom branch, and the snow fell profusely.

"Chen Beibei, some people say that the old man was killed, what do you think?"

Chen Yan asked while looking at the phone.

Obviously, she was still following the news.

"I don't know, maybe. But it's also possible that I slipped and fell into the water. After all, it's snowing now, the ground is slippery, and the elderly are prone to fall."

"Well, I think so too."

Chen Yan replied.

This is just an ordinary world, killing people feels too far away.

People would rather believe that it was just a coincidence.

Chen Beibei and the others were walking when a funeral procession came in front of them.

White clothes, like the snow that is falling.

In front are two children holding white flags, and behind is a group of crying people.

Those people went to the mountain in Qinghe town.

Did someone die again?
The funeral procession left quickly, and Chen Beibei saw Brother Zhao picking up rags on the road, so he went up to ask him about it.

"The dead man fell into the river yesterday and drowned, an old man.

This old man used to be from Qinghe town, so after his death, he was buried on the mountain of Qinghe town. "

Brother Zhao said to Chen Beibei.

"Is that the old man in the news?"

Chen Yan asked.

"should be."

Chen Beibei looked in the direction of the back mountain and replied.

The funeral procession had completely disappeared, and the white clothes quickly melted into the snow.

After Brother Zhao finished speaking, he left Chen Beibei and the others with a big snakeskin bag on his back.

A string of dirty footprints were left on the white snow.

"Let's go back, it's cold outside."

"Ok."

"Ah."

Meeting the funeral procession, Chen Beibei and the others were no longer interested in continuing to enjoy the snow for a walk.

In winter in the south, no matter how many clothes you wear, the cold wind still penetrates your body.

Especially with a wet feeling, it's uncomfortable.

When you get home, you can at least turn on the air conditioner or turn on a fire.

……

When Chen Beibei returned home, the owl on the locust tree was flying out.

Owls are not very afraid of the cold in winter, because they have feathers to resist the cold.

"Cuckoo."

The owl looked at Chen Beibei and they called softly a few times as a greeting.

After all, she was already very familiar with Chen Beibei and the others.

"The weather is getting colder and colder now, what will happen to the hungry ghosts?"

Xun flew towards the small broken house where the hungry ghost was.

From a distance, Xun saw that the door of the hungry ghost's room was open.

"Is nothing going to happen?"

Xun couldn't help worrying, after all, Hungry Ghost is now the only kind that Xun found in the world, and she doesn't want anything to happen to Hungry Ghost.

When I came here before, the hungry ghosts always hid in the house, because the hungry ghost's body has become like that, and it really doesn't have any fighting power.

If he encounters some uneasy and kind people or ghosts, he has no way to protect himself.

"smoke!"

The voice of the hungry ghost came.

Xun followed the sound and looked over, the hungry ghost was lying on the snow.

The snow fell on his body, and it had already covered him with a thick layer.

"Hey, hungry ghost, why are you lying on the snow, isn't it cold?"

Xun fell beside the hungry ghost, and asked with concern.

The hungry ghost grabbed a handful of snow and stuffed it into his mouth: "Eat... eat snow..."

There was too much snow in his mouth, and the hungry ghost's voice was a bit indistinct.

"Snow can't be eaten, it will die."

Xun looked at the hungry ghost and said hastily.

Although Xun didn't know how the snow came, she knew that snow was not edible.

Because in the past, some people in their tribe got sick from eating snow.

Either a very small illness, or a very serious illness.

This smoked do not know.

Anyway, that person died.

In the tribe at that time, medical conditions were very backward.

Even some herbs will be used to treat traumatic bleeding and the like.

So no one knows what disease that person has.

It's just that since then, everyone knows that snow can't be eaten.

Tribal people, word of mouth.

These experiences in exchange for life will be remembered by everyone.

"It's okay, I'm dead."

The hungry ghost said lightly.

"Don't eat it, even if you won't die again, don't eat it again."

Hunger can be unbearable.

But if you keep eating like this, the hungry ghost will lose the ability to move completely one day.

His stomach is bigger than it was in autumn.

Like a fully inflated balloon, there is a risk of bursting afterwards.

Of course, no one knows whether the belly of a hungry ghost will explode.

Xun didn't know either.

But she still fantasizes about the horror scene of the explosion from time to time.

"Well, Xun is already winter now. Food has become more difficult to find, and my stomach is getting hungrier every day. In fact, when I eat snow, all I feel is cold, and the hunger has never disappeared. I feel so uncomfortable..."

The hungry ghost crawled into his house from the snow, talking while crawling.

hungry ghost.

A ghost who suffers from the pain of hunger.

Xun didn't know how to save him, maybe there was no way to save him.

After all, that feeling was already like a nightmare, and it was always with him.

Deep into the bone marrow, day and night!
When I was looking for Yan Mo's wandering ghosts in the world.

Xun has seen many hungry ghosts.

Some hungry ghosts have always been imprisoned in their own hunger, and will never be able to enter hell.

　I went to buy a charger today, it’s just a cable, 28 yuan, so expensive...

　　
　
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