Strange Tales of the Ghosts - Chapter 294

[Chapter 294 Black Widow (16)]

“You heard what Mother said…” Hei Ji took Hei Xiaozi’s hand regardless of the pain. “Don’t take revenge for mother, you can’t fight her.”

“No…”

“Xiaozi, you are obedient, mother wants to say…” Having said this, Hei Ji was out of breath, and it seemed that she was dying. “Look for… Fourth Uncle.” After saying that, he died immediately, unable to keep his human form and turned into a spider.

Hei Xiaozi saw her mother die in front of him, and burst into tears. Her willfulness killed her own mother, how could she not cry… She cried until it was dark and dark, but there was no room for returning everything, Hei Xiaozi was deeply lost The pain of losing a loved one and losing a loved one, she couldn’t take any interest in this flowery world. That night, she quietly left with Hei Ji, but in just a few days, the restaurant opened by Hei Ji’s mother and daughter was closed. Changed the owner, and over time, people can no longer remember the mother and daughter who opened the restaurant here.

After leaving the market, Hei Xiaozi returned to the deep mountains, and it took a lot of effort to find Hu Xiaoyao’s fourth uncle. The

fourth uncle was not surprised when he saw Hei Xiaozi, and asked calmly, “Come here?” Uncle.” Hei Xiaozi held Heiji’s body in both hands.

The fourth uncle glanced at it, stood up, walked out of the cave, dug a hole under a big tree, and said indifferently, “Let’s build a grave for your mother.”

“…” Hei Xiaozi didn’t speak, but He walked over obediently, and gently put the black spider into the pit dug by the fourth uncle. Seeing the fourth uncle digging the soil, he buried Heiji little by little.

“What did your mother say?”

“Mother didn’t have time to say it, so I just asked me to come to you.”

“Yeah.” The old man nodded, seeming to expect such an outcome. “After your mother leaves, what are your plans?”

“I don’t know.”

The old man laughed, looked at Hei Xiaozi, and asked, “Then do you know what your mother wants you to do?” Before Hei Xiaozi could answer, the old man said again: “Your mother used her life to repay what you owe. The purpose of the debt is to give you a chance to continue with Xiaoyao again.”

“Fourth uncle, what does this mean?” Hei Xiaozi was confused. It was obvious that Hu Xiaoyao was dead, how to continue the front line, and then see that the old man was not sad, which made her very strange.

The old man didn’t answer, just looked at Hei Xiaozi for a while before sighing at the sky: “Fate is a sin, and a sin is also a fate. No one can change what is destined.” After speaking, he turned into a white cloud and went up blue sky.

At this time, Hei Xiaozi knew that the old man had already cultivated to become an immortal, and this is going away from the clouds. In this deep mountain, there will never be any goblins and ghosts that she knows, but the old man’s words are like a mystery. Just like that, it was imprinted in the heart of Black Shinoko.

Speaking of which, Hei Xiaozi sat on the sofa and kept sighing, Xiao Ying felt very sad when she heard it: “How could this happen? It’s really good fortune to make people.”

“…” Xuehu was suspicious at this time, black Xiaozi kept saying that the corpse in the kitchen was her husband, but in this story, Hei Xiaozi’s husband has long since vanished, and looking at the corpse, it looked like a modern person, without the atmosphere of the past. “Then you went out of the mountains again and married a mortal?”

“I did go out of the mountains.” Hei Xiaozi nodded and continued: “One day in the mountains, ten years in the world, when I came out of the mountains again, the world had already I have changed my appearance, and people can’t live for a hundred years, but I am a fairy. No matter how the world changes, I am still alive. In order not to let the world feel that I am weird, I constantly change the place of residence and name, and I survived in the world… “…” Hei Xiaozi didn’t understand why she was alive, but when she thought that Hei Ji wanted her to be alive, she lived. Over the past few hundred years, she has changed countless names, and she can’t even count herself. Where did the surname go, the dynasties changed, and when there was a war, she would hide in the mountains. She really didn’t want to have anything to do with the war. She thought that she would go on like this forever. No, she will meet the mussel spirit again one day.

In the early days of the Republic of China, the country’s political affairs were chaotic. When Hei Xiaozi saw this after her entry into the WTO, she had the intention of returning to the deep mountains. Who knew that on the way back to the deep mountains, she unexpectedly met the river mussel spirit who fled with her son. It didn’t change, the river mussel spirit seemed to recognize Heixiaozi as well. After spending the night in the ruined temple, the mussel spirit walked over to Heixiaozi while his beloved son was asleep, and said softly, “Come with me.”

Hei Xiaozi nodded. At this time, she couldn’t arouse any resentment towards the mussel spirit. For hundreds of years, she could not tell who owed whom between herself and the mussel spirit. After the two left the ruined temple, they looked at each other and sighed at the same time, which made the mussel spirit laugh out loud. After laughing, he asked, “Do you still hate me?”

Hei Xiaozi asked with a smile, “You hate me. Is it?”

“It’s been so long, what’s there to hate? Although I haven’t died, I believe that both your hearts and mine have been reborn.” rustic.

Hei Xiaozi looked back at the child who was sleeping soundly in the haystack, and asked, “Is that your son?

” “Don’t you think it’s strange?”

“What’s strange? Why do you still believe in mortals, marry and have children with mortals?” Hei Xiaozi guessed what the mussel spirit was thinking.

The mussel spirit nodded, looked at the smiling black Xiaozi, and asked softly, “Are you still doing well?”

“Without you, I’m different from you, I won’t trust mortal men, and I won’t be like you. Love someone blindly like you.” Hei Xiaozi really admires the persistence of the mussel spirit. After experiencing such a sad thing, she can still love again, which is absolutely impossible for her.

He mussel Jing rubbed his hands and replied, “It’s not even true, good or bad, in a single thought, I’m just glad that God gave me this child, so that I have a hope of living.”

“Child?” Hei Xiaozi A little sad, I remember when she had a child and a hope, but that hope was shattered.

The mussel spirit said to himself, “After I got married to my child’s father, he went to the battlefield. Once he went, he never came back. Maybe he was alive, but he didn’t know where he was. Maybe he died.” breathed.

Hei Xiaozi knew the current situation, so he asked with concern: “What are your plans in the future?”

“Take good care of your eldest son and let him live happily.” He mussel Jing replied with a smile, looked at Hei Xiaozi, and asked: ” What about you? Where is this going?”

“Back to the deep mountains, this world is full of wars, and it’s meaningless.”

“One person?”

“One person.”

“Since you’re alone, why don’t you come with me, and the two of us can also have company.”

Hei Xiaozi Looking at the mussel spirit, she really didn’t expect the mussel spirit to have such an invitation, but she can understand the mood of the mussel spirit, in this shaky world, it is difficult for a person to live alone, not to mention the immortal monster, the kind of loneliness It’s something that mortals can’t understand. After thinking about it, Hei Xiaozi smiled and nodded.

“After that, you’ll be my son’s godmother.” He mussel Jing smiled and clenched Hei Xiaozi’s hand.

The two demons with centuries-old grievances came together again because of loneliness and fate. Hei Xiaozi happily accepted this friend and the son of the mussel spirit.

Ten years have passed in the blink of an eye, and the son of the river mussel has grown up and grown into a young teenager. After school, he ran home happily. After seeing the black widow, he shouted happily: “Godmother.” “Qisheng.

” Be good.” Hei Xiaozi put down the green vegetables in his hand, pointed to the room and whispered, “Why don’t you go and see what your mother is cooking for you?”

“Don’t look, I brought it out.” The mussel spirit was wearing a cheongsam, with a dignified bun, and a plate of dumplings in his hands.

When Qi Sheng saw his mother brought out the dumplings, he asked in surprise, “What day is today?”

“Fool, today is your nineteenth birthday.”

Hei Xiaozi sat there watching Qisheng. Ten years ago, she and the mussel spirit did not go back to the mountains, but chose to stay in the world, because they wanted to give Qisheng a normal life, and they didn’t want Qisheng to know about it. The son of a demon is so lonely, in the blink of an eye, ten years have passed, and Qi Sheng has become a young man.

Qi Sheng smiled, hugged Hei Xiaozi’s shoulders and said, “I’m already nineteen years old? Why didn’t I find out, I think my mother and godmother are almost nineteen years old.”

“You’re a poor kid.” Hei Xiaozi patted Qisheng’s head and laughed. At this time, she saw the mussel spirit looking at herself, and she understood that it was time for a change. After all, her son grew up Big, mother is not old, this is a very strange thing, even Qisheng has discovered it, can outsiders not discover it? This is the biggest difficulty in living as a demon.

In the evening, while Qisheng was asleep, Hei Xiaozi and He Clam Jing came out of the house. The two didn’t speak for a long time, but the Clam Jing said, “I think it’s time for us to leave.”

“Let’s go like this. , are you willing?”

“What can’t you bear, do you want the children to know that we are demons?” ”

But, if we just leave, Qi Sheng will be sad.”

: “I see, you are more like Qisheng’s mother than I am.”

“Look what you said.” Hei Xiaozi hasn’t hurt Qisheng in vain in these years, although it is said that he is called Godmother, Qisheng is Heishiaozi’s relative. Filial and obedient like a mother, Hei Xiaozi treats Qisheng like a son.

Hei Xiaozi and Hei Xiaozi looked at each other and smiled, knowing that they had to make this decision in the end, so they left the house the next day after the child went to school. It was three years since they left, and the two couldn’t help but not go back to see it. At a glance, if the mussel spirit hadn’t sensed her son’s death, she would not have gone down the mountain.

After Hei Xiaozi accompanied the mussel spirit down the mountain, he found Qisheng’s body in the wasteland outside the city. The mussel spirit rushed over to hold his son’s body and cried bitterly. Sheng was killed by a gun. After inquiring, he found out that Qi Sheng participated in the revolution, but was caught by the little Japan and shot to death. This time, no matter how the mussel spirit persuaded Hei Xiaozi to return to the world, she wanted to avenge her godson. Hei Xiaozi sneaked into the world and waited for the opportunity to kill all those who carried the flag to death.

[End of This Chapter]