[Scholar Who Walks the Night] The love of the white-haired ghost

A few days later, it will be the night of the full fifteenth month, and it will be time for the master to go hunting and foraging with him.

This kind of day, in his memory, is blood red, filled with countless blood and crimson.

In order to survive, he needs to hunt and kill creatures in the forest with his master, and drink enough blood to last for a month.

Then another month passed, and it was the same.

He who lives on the blood of animals is not human, ghost is not ghost.

Whenever he bites an animal and sucks the blood dry from it, the fishy sweetness makes him sick.

However, although it was disgusting, it was indispensable, and he had no choice.

Tonight, the full moon is still two days away.

He wanted to go for a walk at night, but as soon as he went out, a group of soldiers surrounded him outside.

He recognized that it was the group of people who tied up the little beggar that day.

"Who are you?" The leading soldier saw him coming out of the wooden house and asked, "Have you seen a woman in this mountain forest?"

Due to the arrival of many strange visitors, the air was filled with a subtle smell and a faint smell of blood. He could smell that someone in the row had their skin scratched by branches and leaves, and blood oozed out.

The smell of blood made him a little uncomfortable.

He clenched his fists, resisting the thirst for fresh blood, and said to the soldiers, "I didn't see it."

But the development of the situation was out of his control.

Because, a stranger came running not far away and whispered something to the leading soldier.Then the soldiers gave an order, and all the people gathered in front of the wooden house dispersed one by one.

The ghost's hearing was sharp, and she heard what these people said that the little beggar had been caught and would marry their adult in three days, that is, the bad old man she had mentioned.

He felt a little empty, and a little regretful, and what was more, was the frustration of wanting to help that little guy but being powerless.

For the first time in my life, I felt overwhelmed.

He stood there for a long time, and the master behind him saw everything and stepped forward to pat him on the shoulder.

"Everyone has their own destiny, what should they do? Fate has already been determined. Wanting to change is just a struggle for no reason. Your life is far longer than theirs, so it's not worth staying for it."

"But master, if that's the case, what about my fate? Why did you use this method to save me? 70 years of life without memory, and being careful every day, what is the meaning of living like this? "

The moonlight was beautiful when he spoke, and the moonlight fell on his shoulders.

He was already a handsome young man, so he looked even more upright.

Just a handsome teenager, full of worries.

The master remembered himself at his age. At that time, no accidents had happened. He was also an ordinary person, with a wife and children, and he was very happy.

Looking at him again, the current ghost has nothing.

"Do you want to save that child that much?" the master asked him back.

"No, you said that she is just a passerby, and she is really gone when she passes by." He answered the master, looking down, unable to see clearly, and could hear the disappointment in his words.

"You are right. My life is long, and it is not worth staying for them. But master, I want to have a memory to accompany me in this long life."

"Whether it's good or bad, at least there was once, and I can recall it from time to time, and it's better than living aimlessly now."

"Master, for three years, can you let me go out by myself for three years?"

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