I’m A Paranoid Villain Harvester

"Ah-little girl ghost!!!"

Yu Xu was awakened by the screams. As soon as he opened his eyes suddenly, he saw the little beggar pointing at her hand and said at a loss: "You, what's wrong with you?"

Yush looked down and saw that his hands had disappeared.

In fact, she noticed this situation last night. At that time, she wanted to hug the little beggar, but she couldn't perform the action of raising her hand. She was stunned for a moment. After reacting, she leaned forward and hid in the dark to cover up the abnormality.

This happened to some extent along the way, but she deliberately hid it, and the disappearing time was short, the little beggar never noticed it, but this time she disappeared all night.

"It's okay," Yush comforted her. "It might be fine later."

The little beggar's eyes widened, and there was fear in his tone cautiously: "You...will you die?"

"The ghost has already died, how could it die."

"No, I wanted to ask...Will you disappear?!"

"Why," Yu Xu smiled while holding his lips. "You are not afraid of ghosts, but you are afraid of ghosts disappearing?"

The little beggar did not relax because of her understatement of ridicule, but instead stared at her arm, biting her lower lip in silence.

You Xu sighed slightly, thinking about how to explain and comfort her, but fortunately he reappeared again, but the color faded a little.

"Look, I didn't lie to you, I really came back." Yush waved at her.

The little beggar lowered his eyes, and after a while, he suddenly said loudly: "I don't care, I won't let you disappear!"

It is rare for her to bring the child's unreasonable demanding tone, but there is a lot of anxiety in this tone.

She has experienced too much and is surprisingly sensitive in some places.

"Okay," Yush said in a coaxing tone, "I won't disappear."

The little beggar looked up at her for a long time and said suspiciously: "Really?"

"really."

"Then what's wrong with your hand?" the little beggar asked.

Yush didn’t want to start with the tragic deaths in the dungeon, so he said, “Old problems, like ordinary people’s migraines, will appear from time to time, but the problem is not big.”

"Ghosts have old problems too?" The little beggar still didn't believe it.

Yush said: "Of course there is." The kid has never been a ghost anyway, and of course he doesn't know whether it is true or not.

The little beggar was meditating, not knowing whether he believed what she said or not, but was still explaining this phenomenon with what he could understand.

Seeing this, You Xu simply diverted her attention and said, "It's dawning too, so let's hurry."

As soon as You Xu stood up, the little beggar also stood up, and said suddenly, "No."

"I have very important things to do now," the little beggar looked serious, "we'll be on the road tonight."

Whether it was driving at night or during the day, it had no effect on Yu Xu, so she nodded and floated behind the little beggar.

The little beggar had just stepped out of the threshold of the ruined temple, and when she saw that she was about to follow, he closed the door quickly, "Little girl ghost, you are waiting for me in the ruined temple, don't come out to float."

Yush felt a little strange, almost suspecting that his old heart could not keep up with the child's rhythm.

It stands to reason that if the little beggar hadn't met her, he would have no plan to go north, and I don't know where she was urgently to do. Yux would follow her to protect her when she was eating and sleeping.

To let the little beggar go out like this, Yu Xu didn't feel relieved. He went through the wooden door and found that the little beggar ran away like a rabbit.

Regardless, that kid is also smart and will never put himself in danger.

Yush sat back on the ground, pulled his pants up, and saw his knees disappear.

This soul body has been worn and overdrawn to the extreme, but there is always something holding her. The closer to the palace, the stronger the invisible feeling, and the soul body will feel a little better. If she is still on the island, maybe The soul body should be broken.

You Xu was bored and waited until dark before the little beggar came back.

The little beggar retracted into the dark corner, curled up, and took a silent breath, took out the contents of his arms to Yushu, "Little girl ghost, you go over there."

On her little dirty hand, there was a half white candle with a lot of dust sticking to it, a white paper flower with blood, four crumpled sheets of yellow Ming paper, and a few drops of blood on the Ming paper.

You Xu glanced and waved his hand. The white candle was lit, emitting a pale yellow light.

Yush lifted the little beggar's hair away, and the little beggar immediately turned his face sideways, blocked it with his hand, and shrank back as if touching an electric switch.

From the moment she entered the door, the little beggar draped her hair forward to cover her face. Even if she reacted quickly, Yuxu could already see everything clearly.

"Let it go," Yush said, "I saw it all."

The little beggar saw that Yu Xu had no expression between his fingers, paused, and put his hand down.

In the dim light, you can clearly see the little beggar’s red, swollen and blue cheeks, the corners of the broken mouth with bloodshot eyes, someone stepped on his hand, the joints on the back of his hand were worn out, and the blood was mixed with sand and stone. Above.

Yush's tone became cold as he watched: "Who did it?"

The little beggar hugged his knees and curled his lips: "I can't name it again."

"Look."

"Can not remember."

Seeing that Yuxu stopped talking, the little beggar said hurriedly: "In fact, there is no need to go to them. I took their things and they beat me twice and they even got even."

Now these things cannot be found. The little beggar went to the cemetery and then to the temple to get these things.

Yush squeezed his hands, trying to calm his tone: "Why do you do this?"

She would rather she go get some food than just jump into the danger of being beaten to death, hungry for a day, and come back with a wound.

The candle light flickered gently, and the little beggar looked down at the light, and said softly: "I used to hear the old people in the village say that if the ghost disappears, no one must pay a memorial service."

"The ghosts of wealthy people can stay in the ancestral hall without fear of wind and rain. Ghosts of ordinary people also have gravestones and a resting place."

A cluster of small flames reflected in her eyes, shining slightly like a small sun, and she continued: "As long as I remember you and pay tribute to you with my heart, you don't have to be afraid of disappearing."

So these candle paper money, just to prevent her from disappearing, Yu Xu was startled, and his heart felt soft.

After a long time, Yuxu said softly: "I became a ghost and no one has burned paper money. Now you burn it once and it will be fine, so don't worry."

Want to make her feel at ease, but also want to protect her kindness.

"Really?" The little beggar gasped at the wound because of the big curve of his lips. He grinned and picked up the paper money and burned it.

"How much is a lot?"

"More than this." The little beggar opened his hands and feet and made a big gesture, wishing to draw a mountain.

"Okay, I'll wait." Yush bent his eyes.

The paper money ignited a small group of flames, illuminating their faces and hands, and finally vanished in a flash and turned to ashes.

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Originally, Yuxu took care of the little beggar's work and rest and went to sleep at night, but now the little beggar was scared by the way she disappeared, so he changed his work and went to sleep at night.

Afraid to think a lot, the little beggar also said: "Look, the chaos and the more dangerous it is now. It is safer to travel at night than during the day."

After spending a short time together, the little beggar has already regarded You Xu as his own, or as a kind of existence beyond blood relationship and mutual dependence.

Yush never told the little beggar where he was going, and the little beggar didn't ask much, and happily followed her.

A few days later, the palace was almost here.

This morning, You Xu Jingjing watched the sleeping little beggar for a long time, then got up, before passing through the wall, she said silently: "Goodbye little beggar, I hope you will be safe in the future."

"Thanks for being with me all the way."

Yush finished speaking and left through the wall.

At this moment, the little beggar's eyelids moved.

It was the afternoon when You Xu floated to the palace. The original magnificent palaces were all in ruins, and the yellow tiles and red walls were all turned into mud.

The gunpowder is everywhere here, blending with the gray sky, the thick blood and the silver white of the sword are the only bright colors, and the sound of horns and fighting are spreading.

Yush crossed the dumped wall and came to a bedroom, which was burned to ruins, and people and things were gone.

As a soul body, she can see a remnant soul that is as thin as a silk thread.

Yush heard his own indifferent voice, and there was a loud—

"Father, have you seen it, what is your dynasty now?"

"Open your eyes and see, whose fault is it?"

"Father, you killed my concubine and nanny, sent me to the dungeon with your own hands, and asked me to sacrifice to heaven."

"But now, it seems that the disaster in You Country, is it my fault or the fault of the demon master? No, you are the one who caused it."

"You are a faint king, a sinner through the ages."

Words and cones fell ruthlessly, and the remnant soul trembled silently.

Yuxu looked coldly, waiting for the hour.

After more than an hour, the last palace was burnt down, the fire blazed into the sky, and the smoke billowed, and the last mark representing the Imperial Palace of the Kingdom of Yu was obliterated.

That strand of remnant soul, scattered.

You Xu stood for a long time, and raised his eyes to see the devastation, like the pain that this body had experienced, burned to scars, deeply left in his memory.

The resentment in her heart finally disappeared.

So that my heart is empty, and the cold wind penetrates.

You Xu covered her heart and fluttered out, passing through many people who burned, killed, and looted. She suddenly smiled: "So that's it, is your wish fulfilled."

This resentment was desperately supported to this moment, in order to tell Emperor Xiaoyou that he was wrong, she was innocent, her mother was innocent, and the people of Youguo were also innocent.

In the final analysis, there is only one wrong person.

Even if you give up the reincarnation, you still have to linger a bit of resentment on this body.

If not, Yu Xu died on the day of the altar.

If she doesn't come to the palace and doesn't have faith to support this resentment, she is afraid that she will be wiped out in front of the sacrifice early, and the original body will also be regrettable.

Counting in this way, the original body gave her time to get along with Yu Si, and she helped the original body wholeheartedly.

"Well," Yush crossed the last wall, only half of his soul body remained, "It's just..."

"I haven't had time to tell the big fish clearly."

Regret and perseverance turned into a sigh, she clenched the necklace around her neck and looked to the east: "Yuji, I—"

Before he finished his words, he only heard a "patter", the little girl ghost disappeared, and a pentagram necklace fell on the ground.

All the people who poured into the palace fought for the benefit of gold, silver and jewellery, grabbing red eyes and killing red hands.

No one noticed that outside a corner of a collapsed wall, a little beggar appeared in tatters and dirt.

The sunset stretched her thin and lonely shadow very long.

The moment she bent over to pick up the necklace, a few crystal tears fell into the ground.

The author has something to say: There are a lot of transitions, don’t panic, hold steady, listen to me, don’t panic

I know it is wrong, I am guilty, I was drunk, this book is 80% written, it is impossible to edit it from scratch, the next book I must be super sweet, really, you know, I can be as sweet as I can Seven or eight sweet.

This originally made me fulfill my wish, to love vigorously (to die alive) love ah ah ah ah!

While the cubs are still young, let the cubs wave their hot blood qaq

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