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    After sobbing for an unknown amount of time, the people in the alley dispersed, and her little body was wrapped up and taken away together.

    The sun is setting in the west and it is getting late.

    She was no longer cold and no longer hungry, but the sudden loneliness spread to her bones. It seemed that she was the only one left in the world.

    Jingle bell, jingle bell.

    The tips of the little girl’s ears moved, and the sobbing sound became slightly quieter.

    Jingle bell, jingle bell.

    She sniffed, wiped her tears, and raised her face timidly.

    A hand suddenly stretched out in front of her. The fingers were green and slender, a bit thinner and whiter than her favorite candy cake, and they shone brightly.

    The little girl’s eyes widened, looking at the little bell swaying gently in the wind, decorated with apricot tassels, and the pearl at the end was trembling.

    “Stop crying.”

    Her voice, as warm as Nuanxu, sounded even better than when the little scholar in the village spoke. It was as moist as if it had been mixed with honey.

    The bell moved slightly and landed in her small palm.

    She looked forward blankly, and unexpectedly, she met a pair of eyes that were like a spring river.

    Those eyes were burned into her heart.

    “The bell is for you, come with me.”

    He took her hand and held an oil-paper umbrella. His black hair was like soaked in paint, with a few loose strands fluttering leisurely in front of his forehead.

    “Go, where?”

    she asked stupidly.

    The man smiled lightly, and for a moment, she felt as if thousands of brilliant pear blossoms were blooming in front of her eyes, as white as snow and as bright as spring flowers.

    “Go home.”

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    “Girl, girl?”

    The kind female voice brought back Li Xin’s drifting thoughts, and she suddenly responded, clenching the little bell in her hand.

    “Don’t get lost in your thoughts and bring me a pot of water for the old lady.”

    Po Meng handed over a jade-green teapot with a thin neck. Li Xin reached out to take it and slowly walked to the bank of Wangchuan River.

    The water of the river is miserable. With a gentle movement of your hand, you can hear the cries of the dead souls under the river.

    She scooped up a pot of cold, crystal-green Wangchuan water and poured it into the steaming soup pot as instructed.

    While Po Meng was stirring the soup, she was talking to her:

    “You have been running to my old lady’s house every day for these years, but you have a knot in your mind?”

    While talking, she picked up a bowl of soup jokingly:

    “If you can’t solve it, eat this bowl of soup and let go of the old dreams.”

    Li Xin closed her eyes and chuckled:

    “Grandma, I drank eight bowls if not ten bowls. You see, I can’t forget anything.”

    She drank the hot soup in the bowl in one gulp and tasted bitterness in her mouth.

    Po Meng shook her head and sighed:

    “You are a person from this underworld, not a ghost, so naturally you are useless.”

    Li Xin was silent.

    She just wants to be a ray of soul, not caring about the past, naturally ruthless and without hatred.

    She is originally a soul. Now that she has a ghost body, her body will die like a lamp going out. The next time she dies, her soul will be gone.

    “Girl, come back.”

    Po Meng looked at the red shadow gradually approaching on the Naihe Bridge and said with a smile:

    “The Demon King is here to look for you again.”

    Hearing she’s words, before Li Xin could turn around, she heard someone behind her laughing loudly:

    “Grandma, you asked me to catch you talking nonsense again. I’m not the one who arranged it.”

    The person who came was flamboyantly dressed in red, with black hair tied high, and his clothes and sleeves were flowing gracefully as he moved, showing an indescribable sense of ease and ease.

    Li Xin turned her head and looked cold.

    “It’s better this time, you won’t chase me away.”

    The man came over with a playful smile, and followed her directly regardless of Li Xin’s annoyance.

    He has an excellent appearance, with loving eyes, peach-colored eyes, and a hanging nose and red lips.A pair of eyebrows are trimmed into the temples, and a black mole is dotted at the end of the eyebrows, which makes her look graceful.

    Li Xin just walked forward, passing by the ghosts wandering on the Naihe Bridge.

    Gen: There are two dog men in chapter one, and the third one is later, so which one do you like between the two?

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