I’m A Paranoid Villain Harvester

You country was in chaos and fell apart from the center of power.

This is what Youx saw and heard all the way straight.

There are refugees everywhere, some have fallen into the grass, and some have risen. The relatives of the emperor are holding troops and fighting for rights. The neighboring countries send troops to approach them in an attempt to divide this precarious dynasty.

She didn't know so much before on the island far away from the human population. Now she is in it, seeing the dead bodies, and hearing about cannibalism, it feels like hell.

In fact, since Qin Niezhu became a national teacher, You Guo has already paved the way for today's situation since the beginning of the nation's worship of gods.

It's just that Qin Niezhu ruled, and it collapsed more slowly. After all, he would be a blood-sucking worm, first draining the blood of You Country, and then stepping into powder. In this case, the vitality of this land will be wiped out Up.

Now that the evildoers have been eliminated, as long as they wait for people to unify the situation, regain control of governance, and implement the policy of recuperating and encouraging farming, the new dynasty can be stabilized and consolidated.

I only hope that the change of dynasty can be carried out more quickly and reduce the suffering of the people.

You Xu passed through a few small towns and came to a small village. Her speed became slower and slower. She used to be powered by evil spirits to fly, but now she can only use floating, which is quite in line with her attitude towards ghosts. Cognition.

It's autumn, and the oil-green leaves are gradually turning yellow. You Xu sat on the trunk and looked into the distance.

The sky was gray and it was no longer the azure blue she wanted to see. When she saw things related to blue, she always thought of Yu Si and her light and translucent eyes.

"Hit him, kill him!"

A childish voice sounded, interrupting Yu Xu Weiwei's empty thoughts. She looked down and saw five dirty children on a patch of potholes and messy land, beating another thin black child.

They were still yelling: "He dug up sweet potatoes!"

"It's ours, hand it over!"

The thin black child shrank on the ground and stubbornly raised his head and said loudly: "Fuck your mother! This wasteland is yours? You dug up this sweet potato? But because people want to grab food, there is no way!"

In troubled times, children are extremely vulnerable. Some of them are exchanged for food, or eaten directly, and they may die from starvation and cold, or they may be left behind and die of illness. Most of the children who can go to eat will choose to fight for food from the more disadvantaged.

The thin black child straightened up, knocked down a person with his head, rode on the person, grabbed his hair, and forcibly pulled off the person's scalp.

The group of children found that they encountered a nasty one, so they picked up sticks and rocks, preparing to hit the thin black child.

Suddenly a gloomy wind blew, knocking the group of children to the ground, and the thin black child was also blown to one side.

After the wind stopped, the group of children stood up and made a gesture to continue hitting the skinny black children. The yin wind was bitterly cold and blew over and knocked them down again, but this time the skinny black children were fine.

"It's really wicked." A group of children looked around, feeling a little bit embarrassed.

Two bolder ones walked two steps towards the thin black child, and then fell to the ground by the sudden surge of wind.

"He, he's a monster! Run!" someone shouted, and then someone ran, and the fear multiplied, and the children ran very brightly without two.

Yush sat on the tree trunk and clapped his hands. Just as he was about to leave, he saw the thin black child sticking in his waist and looking at her, with a strange tone: "You are a ghost, why are you helping me."

You Xu paused and raised his eyebrows unexpectedly: "You can see me?"

In fact, her soul body is getting weaker and weaker now. Except for a resentment in her heart, she is actually no different from ordinary ghosts. The so-called yin and yang are separated, and most ghosts will not be seen by others, and she is now too.

Don't worry about frightening people. In order to hurry, she stopped walking in remote woods and went straight to the town. She met thousands of people. The thin black child was the first to see her.

Thin black child: "What happened when I saw it?"

"Little girl, aren't you afraid of me, I'm a ghost."

Yush floated down from the tree and looked at the child carefully. The child was as thin as a small peeled tree. He was dirty, with ragged clothes and messy hair, but he had nice eyes, dark and shiny.

"How do you know that I am a girl?" After speaking, she curled her lips and said, "What's so scary about ghosts? Can anyone be scary?"

The more chaotic, the more she has to hide her gender. She can survive not only by being bold, but also smart and sensitive to some dangers.

Seeing that You Xu was about to float away, the little girl shouted: "Hey! Little girl ghost, where are you going?"

"I have a name, if you call me a little girl ghost," Yush turned to look at her, "what do I want to call you, little beggar?"

Without thinking about it, the girl nodded and said, "Okay, anyone else calls me that way anyway."

"Little girl ghost!"

"What are you doing, little beggar."

"Little girl ghost, where are you going?"

"Little beggar, I want to go north."

They called each other naively. After passing by the water, the little beggar took two sips of water, shook the mud on his body, took out two finger-sized sweet potatoes, washed them, and ate them directly.

Yush glanced and sat cross-legged beside her.

The little beggar finished eating in one bite, her belly rang, and she took a few more sips of water before she said: "Everyone else has escaped from the north, why are you going up?"

Yush said casually: "Go and see what happened to my corpse."

She always felt that there was something invisible, the resentment that caught her heart, led her forward.

The little beggar calmed down. After a long time, he suddenly said, "Does anyone become a ghost after death?"

Yush: "Not necessarily."

The little beggar gave a regretful cry.

"Anyway, let me go with you." said the little beggar.

Yu Xu raised his eyebrows and said unexpectedly: "You want to go too, shouldn't you run for your life first?"

Not surprisingly, the farther north the more dangerous she went, she handed over the little girls, seeing that she was knocked down to the ground, she looked so small and bullied like Li Yier, unavoidably moved her compassion.

"Where to go to escape is not to escape," the little beggar said indifferently, then looked at Yushu, "You will protect me?"

Looking at her bright black eyes, Yuxu bends her lips, really knows how to use her cleverness, presumably she wanted to find a blessing when she saw her in the wind.

You Xu got up and continued floating: "As you go, I may not be able to protect you."

She couldn't do anything but a little bit of wind, she couldn't touch anything now.

Without a word, the little beggar got up and followed her.

Yush verbally said that she was not protecting, and once she met someone who wanted to bully the little beggar, she would step forward to help.

In the original Dugu wandering itinerary, a little girl was unexpectedly added, and it was inevitable to stop and rest. They spent many long nights together.

Both the little beggar and Yosh are able to talk about it. There is a lot of excitement. The little beggar usually talks about what he has experienced. If he sees and hears along the way, Yosh can say a lot. There are all kinds of weird things. , Can tell short stories, and can tell many truths that little beggars have never heard.

The little beggar smiled more and more, and he liked Yu Xu more and more, "It would be great if I had a sister, just like you."

She started to feel sorry for this little ghost. They obviously looked the same age, but the little ghost knew so much. They must have been wandering around the world for too long.

Yush smiled and said, "I have a younger sister who loves to talk and laugh like you."

As they traveled north, they encountered fewer refugees and more soldiers in different costumes.

However, the soldiers kept ruining the temple, and the little beggar could finally stay in the ruined temple at night, without having to sleep in the open air.

The broken wooden door was covered, the window full of spider webs shone into the hazy moonlight, and a few beams of silver also fell from the broken roof.

The little beggar shrank in the corner, and carefully took out a red rope from his arms, with a copper coin and a canine tooth falling on it, which was tied to a child by ordinary people to bless the child and ward off evil spirits.

She lowered her head and her face was buried in the darkness. You Xu couldn't make out her expression for a while, and saw her carefully touching the red string, watching for a long time, as if she was remembering something.

"This is what my mother gave to me." The little beggar said suddenly, and his tone was much lower than that of the past.

"It was tied to my right ankle. Once I picked up a loofah and was snatched away. The red string was also torn off."

Yush was silent, afraid to think about the situation or how she felt at the time.

In the quiet ruined temple, in addition to the sound of wind coming in from time to time, Yuxu also heard a very slight and depressing sob, vague and fine.

During this period of time, she deeply felt the tenacity and optimism of the little beggar. The little beggar always said that these sufferings are nothing. I am still alive and there is always a chance to taste the sweetness. My mother often tells me, smile, she will I found many beautiful flowers. If I sigh, dark clouds will appear.

But only at this moment, in this simple and dark place, You Xu saw the scars of the little beggar unknown to outsiders, and perhaps the pain that could not be healed in a lifetime.

You Xu sighed silently, wanting to hug the little girl, just raised his hand, paused, put it back, and leaned back to hide in the dark.

After a long time, the little beggar put the red string back into his arms, and has returned to his usual tone: "Little girl ghost, tell me more stories."

Yuxu told her all kinds of fairy tales all over, and had no choice but to start editing. After thinking for a moment, she lowered her head to see the necklace in the placket of her clothes, and suddenly she was divided.

Seeing that she hadn't spoken for a long time, the little beggar called again: "Little girl ghost?"

After returning to his senses, You Xu slowly said: "There was a little witch who lived in the magic forest. She was cursed by the big monster. She has to complete five missions, otherwise she will be eaten. The big monster is very powerful. The little witch can't escape."

"Her task is to take the little prince's magic crystal and give it to the big monster, so that the big monster can restore its monster power, and the magic crystal is made by the little prince with painstaking efforts."

"The first time the little prince gave out the crystal sadly. When he tried to make the crystal again, the little witch went to him again. The second time he handed over the crystal in pain. The third time he cried and begged. The little witch did not take away the crystal, but the little witch gave the crystal to the big monster."

"The fourth time the little prince didn't want to give it. The little witch was very afraid that she would be eaten, and the big monster did not allow her to tell the reason. The little prince finally relented and gave her the crystal."

The little beggar asked: "Has the little witch completed five missions?"

Yush said, "Maybe."

"It's just that they love each other every time, but every time the little prince removes the crystal from his forehead, he loses his memory."

After a while, the little beggar suddenly said, "Is the little witch sad?"

Yu Xu was taken aback, and turned to look at her: "Why do you think so."

"The little prince will lose his memory, but the little witch will not. She remembers everything, isn't it more painful?" said the little beggar.

Yush curled his fingers and said nothing.

Pain, but who cares, who knows.

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