Chapter 14: Clothing red wins maple skin white snow

He looked sly, but he was inexplicably arrogant. Although it was a young man's voice, his voice was slightly lower than his age boy, and he was very pleasant. Xie Pity is sitting on the oxcart in a dangerous situation, thinking for a moment, said: "Blood rain and flowers, this scene sounds like a very bad, this friend, can you tell me how it came?"
For the respect of the table, he still did not add a "small" word in front of his friends. The boy sat freely, one arm on the knees, and the cuffs of the whole arrow sleeves, inadvertently said: "There is no big deal. It’s just that he once took another ghost’s nest, under the mountain. The rain, when I left, I saw a flower on the side of the road, and I was beaten by the rain. I turned the umbrella and blocked it."
Xie pity imagined the scene, only the hurricane, inexplicable style. He also remembered the legend of the red-winged fire burning 33 temples, and smiled: "Does the flower city often fight everywhere?"
The boy replied: "Neither often, look at the mood."
Thank you for asking: "What kind of person was he during his lifetime?"
The boy said: "It is definitely not a good person."
Thank you for asking: "What does he look like?"
The sentence asked, the teenager looked up at him, rubbed his head, stood up, and thanked him, sitting side by side, and asked: "What do you think he should look like?"
So close, I feel that this young boy is amazingly beautiful, and it is a kind of handsome beauty with a faint attack. If the sword is squirted, it is extremely eye-catching. Only with him staring at each other for a moment, thanking the pity is a bit confusing, and slightly sideways, said: "It is a big ghost king, want to come to change shape, there are many different looks."
Seeing him turn around, the boy raised an eyebrow and said: "Well. However, sometimes he will still use the original. We are of course the deity."
I don't know if it is illusory. Chery felt that the distance between the two seemed far away, so he turned his face back and said: "Then I feel that his deity may be a teenager like you."
It was said that the boy’s mouth was slightly curved and said:
Why?

Thanks for your pity: "No. You just talk about it, I just think about it. Everything is just fine."
The boy laughed twice and said: "Is it possible? But he blinked one eye."
He clicked on his right eye and said, "This one."
This statement is not unusual. Thanks to the past, I also heard a little. In some legendary versions, Huacheng's right eye wears a black eye mask that covers the eye he lost. Thanks to pity: "Then you know, what is his eye?"
The boy said: "Well, this question, many people want to figure it out."
Others want to know what makes Huacheng without a right eye. In fact, they want to know what the weakness of Huacheng is. Thanks for asking, but I just want to know. He hadn't answered yet, and the boy said: "He dug himself."
Thanks for your pity, said: "Why?"
That boy said: "Go crazy."
... mad, even his own eyes are dug, and this red-blooded ghost king, who is and rainy, is more and more curious. He expected that it would not be as simple as madness, but since it has already been said, there is no more detailed situation. He continued to ask: "What weaknesses can there be in Huacheng?"
In this sentence, he did not expect the boy to answer, and asked him casually. If the weakness of Huacheng is so easy to be known, it is not a flower city. Who knows, the boy answered without hesitation, saying: "The ashes."
If you can get a ghost's ashes, you can drive this ghost. If the ghost does not obey the drive and destroys the ashes, he will be destroyed and the soul will fly. This is common sense. However, this common sense is placed on Huacheng, and it may not make much sense. Thanks and laughs: "I am afraid that no one can get his ashes. Therefore, this weakness is equivalent to no weakness."
The boy said: "Not necessarily. There is a situation where the ghost will take the initiative to send out the ashes."
Thanks to the pity: "Like his appointment with the thirty-three priests, do you pay as a bet?"
The boy shouted: "How come?"
Although he did not say all, but thank you can also hear, he is probably how Huacheng may lose. He said: "There is a custom in the ghost world. If a ghost chooses a person, he will entrust his ashes to that person."
In fact, it is equivalent to delivering your life to another person. It is so fascinating. Thanks to the interest and interest: "There was a custom in the ghost world."
The boy said: "Yes. But few dare to do it."
Thank you for your kindness. In the world, there are not only demon temptations, but also human beings to deceive the demon. There must be many uses and many betrayals. He said: "If it is a deliberate effort, it will be frustrating."
The boy laughed and said: "What are you afraid of? If it is me, the ashes will be sent out, will he want to frustrate or play?"
Thank you, Charlie, suddenly remembered, the two said so long, actually did not know the other party's name, said: "This friend, how to call it?"
The boy raised his hand on his eyebrow, covered the red sunset, and narrowed his eyes. He didn't seem to like sunlight. He said: "I? I am ranked third in the family, everyone calls me Saburo."
He didn't take the initiative to say his name, and he didn't ask much if he thanked him. He said, "My name is Xie, and the name is a pity. If you go in this direction, are you going to Bodhisattva?"
Saburo leaned back and leaned against the straw, resting his hands and overlapping his legs. "I don't know. I walked away."
Listening to his words seems to have an inside story, thank you: "What is it?"
Saburo sighed and said: "The family quarreled and was driven out. After a long walk, there is no place to go. Today, I am so hungry that I fainted on the big street, and I just found a place to lie down."
Although this teenager's clothing seems to be casual, but the material is very good, plus talk is not bad, but it seems to be very busy every day. Look at it and see everything, know everything, thank you for thinking about who he is, and which rich man is running out. The son is gone. A pampered young man has gone out alone for so long, and there must be a lot of hardship on the road. This kind of thankfulness is deeply understandable. Hearing that he was hungry, thanking him for turning over the small bag, he only turned out a hoe. He was glad that he was still not hard. He said to him, "Would you like to eat?" The boy nodded, and thanked him for giving the girl a hoe. he. Saburo looked at him and asked, "You are gone?"
Thanks: "I am fine, not too hungry."
Saburo returned the to him and said, "I am okay."
Upon seeing it, Xie Puli took it back. He divided a into two halves and handed it to him halfway. He said, "That half of you, half of me."
The boy took over and sat with him side by side. Seeing him sitting next to him, taking a bite of a hoe, inexplicably a little embarrassed, thank you always feel as if he had wronged him.
The oxcart was slowly dragging on the ups and downs of the mountain road, and the sun gradually fell, and the two sat in the car and chatted. The more I talk about it, the more I feel that this is a strange boy. Although he is young, he has a state of arrogance between his gestures and his words. He is calm, as if he didn't know what he didn't know, and he couldn't stump him. Let him feel that he knows a lot and is young. And sometimes, he will reveal the taste of young people. Xie pity said that he is the owner of the Bodhisattva view. He said: "The view of the Bodhisattva? It sounds like there are many Bodhisattvas to eat. I like it. Who is it?"
I was asked this question, which is called a big man. I thanked me with a soft cough and said: "Son Le Prince. You probably don't know."
The boy smiled a little and didn't speak. Suddenly, the car body was shocked.
The two also followed a few swaying, thanking the pity that the boy fell and slammed his hand and grabbed him. Who knows, his hand just touched Saburo, the boy seems to be burned by a hot thing, and suddenly opened his hand.
Although his face was only slightly changed, but thankful is still aware of it, thinking that this boy actually hates him? I can clearly tell you that I am happy. But at this time, I didn’t think much about it. He stood up and said, "What happened?"
The old man who drives the oxcart said: "I don't know what's going on! Old Huang, why don't you go, you go wow!"
At this time the sun has come down, the twilight is coming, and the oxcart is in the middle of the mountain, and it is dull. The old oxen stopped in the same place, and kept tempering and refused to leave. It was useless for the old man to remind him. He wanted to bury his head in the ground, screaming, and the tail was as handsome as a whip. Thanks for seeing the situation is wrong, just about to jump off the car, suddenly, the old man yelled at the front.
I saw the front of the mountain road, and many of the green flames of the East and the West were faintly burning. A group of white people holding their heads and slowly coming towards this side.
See you, thank you immediately: "protect!"
If the evil came out of his wrist, he flew around the oxcart and connected into a suspended circle in midair, protecting the three people and one animal. Thanks for turning back: "What day is it today?"
The old man had not answered yet, and the boy replied behind him: "Zhongyuan."
In the middle of July, the ghost door opened. He didn't look at the days when he went out, but today he just caught up with the Chinese New Year!
Thanks and pity: "Don't go away. Today, I hit the evil. If I walked the road, I will not come back."