Chu Xun has already sent people to check whether the number of scarecrows in the city is sufficient, and each household has also started to pack some pitifully small burdens, preparing to go out of the city to take refuge in Putuo Mountain early in the morning after tonight, under Chu Xun's arrangement.
Mo Ran sat at the gate of the government office, looked at the crowd, sighed and said: "Chu Xun's arrangement is thorough, if no one informs, with the mind of an ordinary ghost, it is difficult to quickly distinguish that all the people left in the city are puppets and fakes." It seems that there is someone who leaked the secret. Junior brother, what do you think?"
No one cares.
"Huh? Junior brother?"
Mo Ran turned his head, and the junior brother walked to the side to see a line of cavalry ready to go. Instead, the son of Mr. Chu came to him silently, sitting with his chin resting.
"Big brother¡¡"
Mo Ran was taken aback by his sudden appearance: "What's wrong?"
The little guy pointed to an old paulownia tree next to it. A kite was dangling above it, and he said inarticulately, "Mother left it for me. It flew up and I couldn't take it down. Brother, help me?" "
"It's easy to say." Mo Ran flew up to the treetops lightly, took off the butterfly kite, and then fell back to the ground steadily, handed the kite to him, and said with a smile, "Take it, don't throw it away again." gone."
The little guy nodded ignorantly.
Mo Ran saw him wandering around alone, thinking that Chu Xun didn't have the time to take care of his son, so he asked him: "Where is your mother? There are so many people here, I will take you to your mother."
"Auntie? Auntie is in the back mountain."
Mo Ran wondered: "What are you doing in the back mountain?"
"Sleep." The little guy opened his round eyes and said softly, "My mother has been sleeping there. It will bloom in spring, and my father often takes me to see her."
Mo Ran gave a soft "ah", but was speechless for a while.
But the little guy didn't care, it seemed that because he was still young, he didn't understand the so-called life and death, he happily fiddled with the kite in his hand, looked up at Mo Ran, suddenly rubbed over, and said crisply: "Brother, Thank you, I give youI have something for you."
As he spoke, he picked it up in his pocket, pulled it out, and took out a small half of a cake wrapped in reed leaves.
These days, everyone in Lin'an City is hungry and can't eat enough, and I don't know how this little thing saved such a snack. He bent the cake in half, left the big one, and handed the small one to Mo Ran.
"Big brother, you eat Shhh, don't tell others, I don't have any more."
Just as Mo Ran was about to reach out to pick it up, the little guy suddenly changed his mind. After thinking about it, he took the small piece back and handed him the big one.
"Delicious, with bean paste."
This little action made Mo Ran feel sore and warm in his heart. He has always been used to being treated badly by others, but he doesn't know how to deal with the sudden good. He stretched out his hand to take the flower cake, and thanked him humbly. The little guy looked very happy because of this, and smiled brightly with his face up, his dark eyelashes curled up and gentle.
Mo Ran collected the flower cake, and was reluctant to eat it, so he went to the side to pick a tung leaf, wrapped the flower cake, and put it in his lapel. I'm going to talk to the little guy again, but kids are kids after all, they can't stay in one place for too long, they've already turned around and ran away.
At this time, Chu Wanning came over and saw Mo Ran standing in a daze, so he slightly raised his brows and asked: "What's wrong?"
Mo Ran looked at the back of the little guy going away, and sighed: "I was thinking, so many people who are doing well, why are they all dead."
It was night, the sky was covered with overcast clouds, and blue-purple thunder and lightning would tear the sky from time to time. In the middle of the night, the wind was howling, and the torrential rain was coming.
Rain is yin, which will make ghosts stronger. So that night, Chu Xun asked all the survivors in Lin'an to gather near the prefect's mansion, and they were not allowed to step out of the Shangqing barrier.
Due to the heavy rain, many places where people could barely sleep were abandoned.
Mo Ran could keep an eye on Xiao Man's whereabouts at the beginning, but as more and more people squeezed in to shelter from the rain, Xiao Man disappeared without paying attention.
Mo Ran whispered: "Not good."
Chu Wanning was small in stature, and immediately said: "I'll chase after it."
Having said that, he sneaked into the crowd, and was immediately crowded by the dense crowd rubbing shoulders so that he couldn't see his back.
After a while, Chu Wanning came back, his eyes were gloomy, and he said coldly: "Escaped."
"Out of the enchantment?"
"Um."
Mo Ran stopped talking, looked at the pouring rain outside, and the rainWe are very grateful in the midst of water and fire. They gathered around one after another, and even more water-handling cloakers.
Someone said: "Young Master Chu, your clothes are soaked through, go to the fire and roast them."
Chu Xun thanked them one by one, but because he was really tired, he really didn't want to move around anymore, so he politely declined the other party's invitation. Those people were not discouraged, they simply brought some pine branches over and set up a fire pond beside Chu Xun.
The surroundings gradually quieted down, except for the crackling and crackling of the fire. Suddenly, a city resident asked him: "My lord, we have arranged so carefully, how come the Ghost King sees through it? Sigh, what should we do?"
"Yeah yeah."
"How did you know we were going to move out? Young Master said clearly that this ghost can't tell the difference between a puppet and a living person. What's going on Could it be" The voice of the speaker gradually softened, and he turned around. And stole a glance at Chu Xun. Obviously, he wanted to say whether Chu Xun had made a mistake, or whether Chu Xun hadn't figured it out.
This look was seen by the white-clothed guards of the prefect's mansion, and someone immediately frowned and said angrily: "What are you thinking! Someone must have leaked the word with a bad word, let the ghost king know!"
The man muttered: "Who would go and tell the ghosts? It won't do any good" But seeing that the people around him were glaring at him, he resentfully stopped talking.
After a moment of silence, someone asked again:
"Young master, that ghost old man will definitely not let it go, what should we do next?"
Chu Xun was very tired and didn't open his eyes, but he still said in a gentle voice: "It's good to last until dawn, after dawn, go out of the city first, and they won't be able to cause trouble during the day."
"But with so many of us, old and young, and some injured, can we make it to Mount Putuo in one day?"
Chu Xun said in a warm voice: "Don't worry, you all rest. Tomorrow you can just go on your way, and I will think of a solution."
The young master has always protected them, since he said so, everyone agreed, and a child came over, holding a small piece of sesame candy, and wanted to give it to Chu Xun. Chu Xun slightly opened his eyes, smiled and stroked his hair, and was about to say something when suddenly a guard ran over in panic and shouted: "Master! Master is not good!"
"What's wrong?"
"Young master, young master¡ª¡ªXiao Man¡ªoutside the Town God's Temple¡ª" The man was obviously greatly stimulated, and he couldn't speak a whole sentence. Weeping loudly.
Chu Xun got up suddenly, the trace of blood that was still there disappeared, and ran towards the heavy rain. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com