Chapter 332 Witch, Mo Chenyin.
Ruined streets.
Half-collapsed houses.
There was a constant noise in the distance.
And the pitted ground underfoot, full of smelly water.
The more I look.
Gu Han's expression became more solemn.
He knew very well in his heart that everything in front of him should be fake. There was no way there would be such a place in Longjian!
only.
As far as the eye can see, everything is extremely realistic, which seems to indicate that this place is not just an illusion.
Just thinking about it.
Two shouts instantly reached his ears.
His eyes turned.
But he found that the witch's face was already filled with tears, her eyes were full of sadness and longing, her expression was dazed, and she was walking towards the dilapidated courtyard.
"do not go!"
Gu Han frowned.
"There's something weird here..."
The witch didn't seem to hear anything and walked straight in.
Gu Han looked wary.
He also followed directly in.
The courtyard is overgrown with weeds, as if it had just rained. The ground is muddy. Two of the only three thatched huts have collapsed, and the remaining one is also crumbling. It can barely provide shelter from wind and rain, and that Most of the simple wooden door was damaged, and the scene inside was clearly visible.
Inside the hut.
There is an old man and a young man.
The old man couldn't tell his exact age, his face was dull, and his eyes had lost much sparkle.
Beside him.
But it was a little girl in her teens.
He was thin and thin, his coarse cloth was covered with patches, and his face was stained with a lot of plant ash. It was so dark that he couldn't see his face clearly.
"grandfather!"
She knelt down in front of the old man happily.
In his hand was a broken porcelain bowl with several mouths missing.
"you're awake!"
"Drink of water!"
Gu Han's face became even more solemn.
In the mind of God.
The old man and the young man turned out to be real, living people. He could even feel that the old man's vitality was over, his oil was exhausted, and he was about to pass away at any time!
aside.
The witch stared blankly at the old man, with even more sadness in her eyes.
"you……"
Gu Han hesitated for a moment.
"Know them?"
"Ahem..."
Also at this time.
The old man suddenly coughed violently, prompting the little girl to help him calm down.
"A Yin..."
After a while.
The old man gradually stopped coughing and called the girl's name. The look in his eyes... was almost gone.
"Grandpa is going to die, and I won't be able to take care of you in the future..."
"grandfather!"
The girl shook her head desperately.
"You won't die! You won't die! You... you are hungry, right? You haven't eaten for several days. You... wait for me, I will help you find something to eat... eat You will feel better when you are full..."
Said.
She rushed out like crazy.
The weird thing is.
She didn't seem to notice the existence of Gu Han at all, and kept whispering.
"I am full……"
"Grandpa will get better after eating enough..."
inside the house.
The old man was also mumbling to himself.
"I'm dying……"
"Who will take care of Ayin in the future..."
His expression was stiff, and he kept repeating this sentence, but his voice became smaller and smaller, and the look in his eyes became less and less, until finally... he was completely silent.
And at this time.
The witch sat next to the old man, hugging her knees helplessly, her eyes filled with confusion and endless pain.
"he……"
Gu Han looked complicated.
"Is that your grandpa? That little girl...is that you?"
"..."
The witch didn't answer.
He buried his head deeply between his knees, his body trembling slightly.
"……yes."
It seems that this word.
All her strength had been exhausted.
"..."
Gu Han sighed softly. Although he knew that this was probably an illusion, he still wanted to see what happened.
The figure swayed.
He was outside the street in an instant.
outside room.
Pedestrians were constantly coming and going, but it was ten times busier and livelier than that dilapidated small street, but no one still noticed Gu Han's presence.
"take it out!"
"Do you know whose territory this is?"
"If you dare to beg for food on this street, I have to set rules for you today!"
"..."
On the street corner.
The girl was holding a steaming bun in her hand and was surrounded by a group of beggars.
"Give me!"
A beggar stared at the buns, laughed evilly, and reached out to snatch them.
"This is the third master's territory...ah!!"
The words are not finished yet.
He suddenly let out a heart-rending scream.
But the girl bit him on the hand, with a fierce look in her eyes, and let the people around her punch and kick her, without letting go at all, while still protecting the bun tightly in her hand.
In her eyes.
Baozi is her grandfather's life, and he cannot hand it over even if he dies.
"..."
Gu Han moved his fingers.
Suddenly I felt the urge to draw my sword.
Also at this time.
The beggar leaned back, his hand was bloody and bloody, but the girl bit off a finger!
While several people were panicking.
She endured the pain in her body, opened her legs and ran back!
He hesitated for a moment.
Gu Han followed anyway.
He couldn't bear to see what happened next.
"grandfather!"
"I found something to eat!"
"A kind person gave me a bun. You will get better if you eat it!"
The girl panted.
She ran into the hut with endless joy.
Then.
She saw the body of the old man who had been dead for a long time, and...his cloudy eyes that were still unwilling to close, full of worry and sadness.
The bun fell to the ground instantly.
The girl stared at the old man in a daze, her eyes empty, without a trace of spirit.
The old man was dead.
Her world...also collapsed completely.
"These."
Gu Han sighed softly.
"Is it your past?"
"At that time..."
The witch murmured to herself.
The expression was exactly the same as the girl's.
"I blame myself. If I had gone out to find food earlier, grandpa...maybe he wouldn't have died."
Gu Han was silent.
The old man didn't starve to death at all.
"Where are your parents?"
He couldn't help asking again.
"I haven't seen it."
"Grandpa said that they died on the way to escape..."
The witch shook her head, her eyes confused.
"Grandpa is my only relative. He died... No one in this world will treat me well anymore..."
Gu Han stopped talking.
According to his judgment.
This should be a poor place in a remote corner. The witch's parents died early, and she was raised by her grandfather.
Bang!
Suddenly.
The half-crumbling door was kicked open by someone, and several ferocious beggars rushed in from outside.
"So it's here!"
"What a broken place!"
"Damn it, if you dare to bite me, I must kill her!"
"..."
Swearing.
Several people rushed in directly, grabbed the girl and punched and kicked her without saying anything, and seemed to be determined not to stop until she was beaten to death.
From beginning to end.
The girl said nothing.
As if she didn't feel any pain at all, her empty eyes never left the old man.
"..."
Gu Han's eyes turned cold.
A trace of murderous intent suddenly flashed through his mind.
At this time.
A middle-aged man suddenly landed in the hut.
He was dressed in a brocade robe.
He had three long beards under his chin.
His expression was majestic without anger.
Silently, several beggars turned into ashes.
Who is this man?
Gu Han instinctively felt that the man in front of him seemed to have a high level of cultivation, and the timing of his appearance... was too coincidental.
On the side.
The moment he saw the man.
A deep hatred suddenly burst out in the witch's eyes.
The man seemed not to notice.
He glanced at the old man, and a cold look flashed in his eyes. He reached out and grabbed a trace of gray breath from the old man's body!
Residual soul?
Gu Han's eyes turned cold.
Mortals without cultivation will naturally dissipate their souls in the world after death. Now that the old man has just died, his soul has not dissipated, but it seems to have been forcibly pulled out by the man.
His actions.
It seemed to have completely aroused the witch's anger.
Everything in front of her.
The hut, the man, the girl... suddenly became distorted, as if they were about to disappear at any time.
When the illusion was about to dissipate.
The man looked at the girl, his expression changed, his tone was gentle, and there was concern in his eyes.
"Little girl."
"What's your name?"
The voice seemed to have magic.
The girl raised her head in a daze and answered mechanically: "Mo Chenyin."
Mo Chenyin?
Gu Han glanced at the witch.
This...
is her name?
