The merman villain is a bit teasing [Rebirth]

The cold wind of melting snow blew on his body, until it was cold to the bone. Song Ke's small face was flushed from the cold, and the chilblain on the back of his hand was now purple to black. His body was trembling and he looked cowardly, and he trotted all the way to barely keep up with Du Yanshu's pace.

Du Yanshu glanced at the silent and patient young man beside him from the corner of his eye, feeling a little amused in his heart, and seeing that his clothes were pitifully thin, he hesitated for a while, and asked casually, "Is it cold?"

The boy said without hesitation: "It's not cold."

not cold?Oh, then why is your voice trembling?Du Yanshu took out a bag of silver from his skirt, and threw it heavily into Song Ke's arms, and was caught off guard. Song Ke caught the money bag delicately and put it in front of his chest. A little surprised.

Du Yanshu stopped and didn't look at him. He just said coldly, "Go and pick out some thick clothes." After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Pick expensive ones, don't lose my face."

Song Ke blinked her eyes, and immediately understood. She raised her eyes and looked around, and she saw that there was a ready-made clothing store by the street. There was a faint candlelight shining through the crack of the door curtain, reflected on the snow that was about to melt, and it was not closed yet.

He held the purse but didn't move, his azure eyes rippled, and he looked at Du Yanshu very movedly: "Thank you uncle", his voice trembled even more this time, he originally thought this uncle was a good man, He could be trusted, but he didn't expect to be so cold-hearted and warm-hearted, truly caring about his well-being.

As long as others show him a little kindness, he will repay him a thousand times. Gritting her teeth secretly, Song Ke trot into the clothing store, opened the thick cotton curtain, and there was a charcoal fire burning in the store, giving off a warm feeling It's blowing towards my face, maybe it's the alternation of hot and cold, but I feel a little sore in my nose...

Du Yanshu didn't go into the store either, he just stood outside the door with his hands behind his back and waited quietly, thinking carefully about the gift from the drowning ghost.

Ghosts of Falling Water are ghosts born from the grievances of those who committed suicide by throwing themselves into the river, and the miasma and mist in the lakes and mountains. When people fall into the water, they cannibalize the memories of others to replace their sad memories during their lifetime. Those with higher morals can even go ashore in the middle of the night to find people and things related to new memories and place their thoughts on them.

Only by purifying the drowning ghost sacrifices in the Wushui River, those souls that have become ghosts will be reborn, and those whose memories have been sucked can be restored to their original state. Purifying ghosts is not difficult for Du Yanshu, but from the people in the inn It is speculated that this Wushui River often suffers from amnesia after falling into the water. There may be a large number of sacrifices to ghosts falling into the water, and it may take a lot of effort to purify them all.

For a moment, the shadow of the candle covered in the remnant snow flickered slightly, and a young man in a snow-white fox cloak walked out through the door curtain. At this moment, Song Ke was half a head shorter than Du Yanshu. He raised his head slightly, and it happened that Du Yanshu also lowered his head At first glance, it might be that the shadows of the snow and candles are so vague that people can't really see it. Du Yanshu noticed that his little nephew was surrounded by fox fur, and his face was like a crown of jade, and his azure pupils had a faint brilliance. , but there is still a little childishness in the eyes of a young man, and he can't help but admire in his heart, his big brother Song Siru, who is on the coffin board, doesn't have such a handsome appearance, this child is probably following his merman mother.

I'm afraid I'll be a flirtatious child when I grow up, no, a flirtatious devil?No, it should be said to be a flirtatious fish. After all, how flirtatious can a fish be...

When Du Yanshu withdrew his condescending gaze, Song Ke felt burning from his face to his ears, and an indescribable sense of shyness and anxiety rose up, making him feel hot all over, and he no longer felt cold.

Du Yanshu stopped looking at him, and said softly, "Is it warm?"

Song Ke took a deep breath, calmed down, and stretched her eyebrows and said, "It's warm, thank you, uncle." Her tone was sincere and respectful, which made Du Yanshu very helpful.

"Little Yu'er, stand still—" There was only a clang, and the Sword of No Return hanging from Du Yanshu's waist broke out of its sheath. Yan Shu grabbed Song Ke's lapel and leaped onto the spine of the sword like a kitten. Song Ke managed to stand firm, but the Sword of No Return under her feet flew away in the air, the airflow was smooth and not bumpy——

Walk with the sword!Song Ke almost screamed out, hot blood flowed all over her limbs and bones, her heart was beating wildly in her chest, she had never been so happy and excited since she was a child.

Du Yanshu noticed Song Ke's shortness of breath behind him. He guessed that the mermaid lived in the water all year round, so he might be a little afraid of heights. He took a breath, suppressed the emotion of disgust and hesitated: "If you are afraid, hold on to me."

He said succinctly, "Grab me", but did not specify where to grab...

Although Song Ke had no intention of being afraid, she said yes without hesitation, raised her hands, paused, and grabbed it...

Should I grab the corner of my uncle's clothes, or grab the opponent's hand with an inch?Although he wanted to choose the latter in his heart, but... In the end, he cautiously only grabbed Du Yanshu's cuff.

After a while, Song Ke said: "Uncle, can you teach me how to control the sword?" The voice was very soft, but it was unambiguous. The implication was that I wanted my uncle to take him to practice Taoism.

Du Yanshu pondered for a moment: "Okay—" He paused, and with the biting cold wind, his voice became colder and more serious: "But, if you don't follow the right path, I will kill you myself to feed the cat."

Song Ke was very happy when he heard the words, his blue eyes were bent into slits, revealing his small canine teeth: "My nephew will definitely live up to my uncle's expectations!" Enter Uncle.

Du Yanshu didn't have the time to think about it, but unconsciously twitched the corners of his mouth, thinking, little nephew, it's very pleasant for you to walk in the wind with this sword of no return, isn't it?But in your last life, you were the one who turned this sword into dust with your own hands!

……

The night was moonless, the sky was cloudy and windy, mooring at the bank of the Wushui River, not in its sheath, Du Yanshu frowned and pondered, in this cold winter season, the river was not frozen, the turbulent flow was full of mist, once again it was confirmed that it was falling into the water The ghost of the ghost festival.

There have been many accidents on the river recently, and the boatmen dare not sail after nightfall. Four or five small passenger boats are moored in front of the beach, and there are faint lights in the cabins, but the surroundings are quiet.

"The rest of the money, you can use it to hire a boat." With errands at his disposal, Du Yanshu naturally didn't need to do everything himself, and it was very easy to use his mouth to put on airs of his elders.

Song Ke received the order, and it was completed in a short while. Du Yanshu used his spiritual power to drive the hull of the boat through the water, and stood on the bow with his hands behind his back. As time passed, sleepiness slowly hit.

Although the Falling Water Ghost Festival is not a difficult ghost, Du Yanshu dare not take it lightly in the middle of the river.It's just that I regretted it and came out on a whim. It should have been the time to sleep under the quilt...

Glancing at the little fish from the corner of his eye, he saw that his eyes were piercingly open, looking around with great interest, and most of the time he would stare straight at himself, feeling a little uncomfortable being looked at, and Thinking of him as a child, Du Yanshu said coldly, "If you are sleepy, close your eyes and rest for a while."

Song Ke shook her head resolutely: "Nephew is not sleepy." After a pause, she smiled again: "I'm awake, maybe I can help later."

Du Yanshu thought it was funny when he heard the words, this little guy didn't even know why he was here at this moment, how could he help?Unconsciously, the corners of his mouth raised, he looked back at Song Ke and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Do you know the purpose of coming here?"

Song Ke's heart tightened, her eyes were still clear and powerful, she hesitated for a moment, and said to her uncle in a steady tone: "Get rid of those ghosts in the river that make people lose their memory."

Du Yanshu's smile deepened: "You don't even know what kind of ghost it is, how can you help?"

Song Ke then lowered her head slightly, bit her lips, then looked up at Du Yanshu for a moment, her eyes sparkling and she said, "My nephew will definitely work harder in his cultivation in the future, and in the future... he will protect my uncle in the future."

Du Yanshu's face didn't collapse, he almost burst out laughing, quickly suppressed the smile on his face and said, "Okay, uncle is waiting."

How can children's words be taken seriously?

Song Ke's eyebrows finally opened again, and his smile froze before it could wave away. There was no wave on the river, but the boat suddenly shook violently, and a strong rotten smell filled the air, shaking unexpectedly Song Ke staggered and almost fell into the water, but fortunately she bent down and supported the side of the boat to stabilize her body...

but……

A wet and cold touch climbed up the forearm from the back of the hand. Song Ke took a closer look, and couldn't help feeling cold. A pair of bone claws with rotten flesh and tendons were stretching out from the water at this moment, holding tightly. His arm tried to pull him into the river, Song Ke showed no fear, neither cried nor shouted, just gritted his teeth and tried his best to fight against the bone claws.

With a bang, Du Yanshu activated his spiritual thoughts, unsheathed and pierced through the white mist, and swiftly stabbed straight at the bone claws, the blade of the sword flashed a cold light, before he had time to see what was going on, Song Ke The body suddenly leaned back due to inertia, and the white bone claw with rotten flesh was broken from the wrist, and it was also brought to the boat.

Du Yanshu stood in front of Song Ke, frowned slightly, and looked at the wet paw with distaste. Song Ke understood, picked up the paw and threw it into the river.

The miasma was getting thicker, and people's vision was blurred by the whiteness. Du Yanshu didn't expect that the little fish would remain unchanged after being entangled by the drowning ghost. "There are thousands of these filth in the river, and they have to be purified together tonight."

Song Ke nodded, knowing that she might not be able to help, but she couldn't help asking curiously, "Uncle, what is this ghost?"

Du Yanshu said: "Falling Ghost Festival, after you get home, go to Zangshuge to check it yourself."

Song Ke's eyes lit up: "Nephew understands!"

As keen as he is, he naturally knows the weight of these words.

The author has something to say: Song Ke: I will work hard to practice and protect my uncle in the future!

Uncle: Don't worry, you will be protected in the next chapter...

Song Ke: I want to work hard to make money, and I will raise my uncle in captivity in the future!

Uncle: ok, I'll wait

Song Ke: I will work hard to do housework and serve my uncle well

Uncle: ok, I'll wait

Song Ke: I want to read all the little pornographic books in the world, and I will serve my uncle well in the future

Uncle: ok, I'll wait

……

Uncle: Well?What seems wrong? ? ?

I smoked in the backstage today, received 10 bottles of nutrient solution but couldn’t see the little angel’s ID and cried~ I can’t thank you in the comment area ︿●

Just here to thank the "irrigator who failed to leave a name"

Daily confession angels~ The next chapter is really falling into the water