Chapter 625: The Little Ghost’s Victory

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The relationship between people is like a big net, with intricate threads connecting each other.

For example, when I first came to the dark world, I was like a strange spider. When I first came to this web-like world, I saw dense threads all around me, but none of them were connected to me. That feeling,

It's like seeing countless people talking around you, but no one is talking to you, and you can't hear a sound. You are surrounded by the hustle and bustle and feel lonely inside.

The three of Lal are my first hub in this world, followed by Akara, Aunt Lisa, Sarah, and so on. Unknowingly, after coming to Dark for more than seven years, I have gone from having nothing to

We are closely connected with the people and things in this world, and weave a web of our own in this world.

It has only been seven years since I came to Darkness, and I am already like this, not to mention those who have lived here all their lives. Their relationships are even more complicated, each thread containing feelings, hopes, obligations, responsibilities, and burdens. These threads

It forms a cocoon and wraps people in it, actually protecting and restraining the people inside.

The story of three monks carrying water to drink may not necessarily be interpreted in another way: a monk carrying water to drink, even if he can carry two buckets of water at a time and never have to worry about drinking water, he is still a lonely poor man.

Two monks carry water to drink, and two people carry a bucket, which is just enough to drink. They work at sunrise and breathe at sunset. Their life is simple.

The three monks had no water to drink because there were more people, the relationship was complicated, and the people's hearts were also complicated.

Some people may object that this explanation method is wrong. The story of three monks without water mainly illustrates the importance of clear systems, responsibilities, rewards and punishments, but why one monk and two monks do not need rules and regulations, but

Do you need three?

This may not mean that one person is lonely and two people depend on each other. Life is simple and there are not so many constraints.

The little ghost probably yearns for this realm of two monks. Her idea is very simple, and she wants to live a simple life, that is, to tie a thread to my body. In this way, as long as the thread is not broken,

She can happily swing on the swing, and if it breaks, she can also be carefree and disappear from this world forever.

Because my heart is tired and I have seen everything, I just want to be simple. When I think about it, there is really a charm of simplicity and simplicity in it. No matter in this world, no matter how many people are around me, in the inner world of the little ghost, only

It's just her and me.

No, if that's the case, maybe I don't have to worry. There are so many little p-children with awkward personalities. Are they still able to live healthily? I'm afraid they have twisted personalities. What I'm worried about now is that in the little ghost's heart

Are there only two people in the world, me and her, or am I alone?

This difference is the difference between awkwardness and distortion. There are only two of us. It can be said that it is a kind of awkward personality, but if you think about it in a good direction, it is a profound state of life. But if it is just me -

-A person who even ignores himself has a twisted personality. This kind of person is the easiest person to become evil.

Awkward and twisted, the seriousness of the two is not the same. If it is the latter, maybe I have to go to Akara, who is considered the leading psychologist in this dark world, to ask for advice on the solution.

When I came back to my senses, I found that our saintly lady was still staring at me closely with her big, watery eyes, filled with a meaning - can't it? I think so, it can't be

?

"It's not that I don't know your experience, and I'm not qualified to say anything. However, I still hope that you can tolerate Vilas and the others in your heart."

Sighing, I gently rubbed my little head in my arms and said this.

"It doesn't matter. As long as Xiaofan is here, I will treat little Vilas and the others as relatives." The little guy nodded his head vigorously, as if he had done something great.

"You have to do this even when I'm not around, idiot. Don't deal with others through my qualification hub. Try to accept others yourself, idiot!"

Seeing the little ghost's triumphant look, I couldn't help but feel angry. The angel's hands that were touching her head and squinting her eyes like a comfortable kitten immediately turned into devil's claws, pinching both sides of her cheeks and feeling extremely comfortable.

A good piece of meat, pull it out.

"Woo~~"

Falling from heaven to hell makes the little guy's screams even more desolate, so cute that you can't help but want to continue bullying him.

Huh--?

The little ghost now... should be her usual self. When did she switch back from the saint mode? I didn't realize that these two personalities are already so harmonious? Can switching between each other moisturize things silently?

Only then did I realize that what I was holding in my arms should be the usually naughty and vicious ghost of the complaining saint who loves to act coquettishly and cunningly.

Anyway, it's a good thing that the two personalities get along so well, at least it's better than being at each other's throats.

As for two personalities, or second personalities, I have never cared about it. A person has many masks, for family, career, outsiders, etc. There are more than two personalities? It’s just that the little ghost’s

The situation is probably more serious, and Sister Sharna's situation is even more serious.

By the way, it's the special situation of the two of them. It's indeed fine as I thought. It's just a deepened version of the mask - the Arrancar (hey, hey). Or is my attitude too casual and my nerves too thick?

"Although I still want you to accept Vilas and the others, I will respect your thoughts. In short, I just want you to promise me one thing."

I let go of my hands and kissed the rosy cheek hard, causing the little ghost to struggle with his dissatisfied hands and feet. His white hands were like an agitated cat's paws, scratching randomly on my face and neck.

"Ah woo~~"

Holy shit, it’s this trick again!!

I hurriedly raised my head to avoid the attack of the little ghost's teeth. I bit my empty teeth, and the two rows of neat and sharp teeth closed up and down. There was a clear and crisp sound, which seemed to be vaguely emitting the momentum of an iron horse, which made me feel straight.

Breaking into a cold sweat, it seems that the teeth of this little saint can be used as dark gold weapons.

"Hmph, if you have anything to say, please tell me quickly. This saint has to sleep."

He didn't bite, but seeing that I was already on guard, the little ghost couldn't help but angrily ordered him to be kicked out.

What a brat who hasn't grown up. If her other mature and wise saintly character can neutralize it a little, then maybe... Well, forget it, sweet is delicious, salty is delicious, sweet and salty are mixed, but

It's a bitter taste, but it's better like this.

My face straightened slightly, and I said to the little ghost: "All I want is for you to promise me that you will take good care of yourself even when I'm not around. Also, don't let Vilas and the others worry. You probably don't know that you are in front of me."

The huge contrast between getting along with them when you were a queen makes them very worried about you. Just think it's for me. Even if I'm no longer around, you should talk to them as usual and don't let them worry about you, okay?

"

"Little Vilas and the others, are you worried about this?" The little ghost's face was stunned, and he lowered his head slightly, not knowing what he was thinking. After a while, he nodded lightly.

"I...will try my best."

"It's not about trying your best, it's about working hard, you know?"

"I know, I know, Xiaofan is just like the pickles sold by the pickle seller at the camp market. They are smelly and long. Walk quickly, walk quickly."

The little ghost urged me to issue an eviction order, but he stayed in my arms and refused to come out. He raised his head, his silver eyes as bright as the Milky Way in the darkness, shining with a heart-warming brilliance, and his bright red lips were curled up.

Lao Gao.

"Little guy, don't you just want to bite me? Do you really want to bite me? Well, I'll let you bite as much as you like today."

Before the little ghost could say anything, I already bent my head and gently kissed the pouting lips.

"Woo hoo, I'll pull Leng Lan, I'll be cold and stern, Hu Shilang will be langlaolao (Xiao Fan is a big idiot, this saint doesn't want to bite you like this)."

With a thick and cute nasal voice, the little ghost's vague words came out from the lips that were close to each other.

Really, do you still need to be so stubborn? Who is chewing his lips with his teeth right now? This guy is indeed a lecherous saint who is duplicitous in his words.

I smiled in my heart, hugged the little ghost and fell down on the bed, pressing her underneath. At this time, I let go of the sweet lips of the little ghost, raised my head slightly, looked at her and asked.

"If there is anything else you want to say, just say it."

This tone is just like the prison boss saying to the prisoner who is about to be executed, "If there is anything else you want to eat, please tell me. Of course, you have to pay for it yourself."

"Woo~~, you are a dead mortal, a dead commoner. Insulting the saint is a capital crime. Aren't you afraid of being punished?" The little ghost stared at me fiercely.

"Oh, what kind of punishment is it? Is it the punishment that the Holy Lady will give me for giving birth to a child?" I tilted my head pretending to be confused.

"There is no such setting? Also, do you mean that this saint gave you a child, is it a punishment for you? Do you really hate me giving you a child? Or do you hate me?

?You idiot, idiot, big idiot!! I bite, haha~~"

"Oh oh——!! Don't bite there, you arrogant, sinister, lustful and arrogant person with double-mouthed words!!"

"Hawu~hawu~"

"..."

So, the next morning, when I came out of the little ghost's room, I met Vilas head-on.

"Sir, are you cold? Why do you turn up your collar?"

It seems that my action of turning up the collar and covering my neck seriously violated Vilas's cordiality as a wife. As she asked, I guess if I answered yes, the big bags in the room would have been prepared.

The sack is about to add another companion, a companion stuffed with warm cotton clothes made by Harrogas...

"This...various reasons."

I turned my head away, pulled up my collar, not daring to look into Willas's eyes, and hurriedly left the house on the pretext of visiting Lena.

"Eh-eh——"

Vilas half-covered her little face in confusion and stared blankly at the other party walking away. At this time, from the outside, the energetic little ghost also walked away...well, floated out.

"yeah--"

Seeing Willas, the little ghost gave the other party a victory gesture. Yesterday... no, it was yesterday and early this morning. It was a very memorable day. It created the farmers... No, it was wrong again. It was the saint who created the world.

A new historical era in which the Saint makes a great comeback.

"Hey hey hey——"

Seeing Alice inexplicably making a V-shaped victory gesture towards her, although she already knew what this gesture meant from the adults, it was precisely because of this knowledge that Willas became even more confused. Seeing Alice, she also calmly followed the gesture.
To be continued...