In an ordinary village, in the corner of a broken thatched hut at the entrance of the village, a handsome young man squatted with his handsome face and covered his head with his hands.

"This demon dares to come out, beat him."

Several boys and girls stood a few meters away from him, constantly picking up stones on the ground and throwing them towards him.

But the boy squatting in the corner of the wall never made any resistance and let them hit the stones on them.

"Beat him to death, beat him to death..."

The group of children became more and more excited when, at this moment, a middle-aged man who looked very honest appeared in front of the boy.

"Whose children are there, let me complain to your parents later."

"Run quickly."

Some of the children shouted, and they were still running away at the boy who was throwing stones.

"Xiaohai, you're not injured."

He frightened the group of children away, and looked at the honest middle-aged man squatting on the ground, trying to help the boy up.

"Get out of here."

Unexpectedly, the boy was unhappy and pushed the middle-aged man away in front of him, and pushed him away. But what was even more concerned was that the boy's voice was actually the girl's voice.

Pushing the middle-aged man, the boy showed a little apology on his face. But in a flash, he changed to cold eyes and glanced at the middle-aged man, and left indifferently.

Night has arrived.

The smoke in the cooking stove in the village also dissipated, and every household blew out the lamps and prepared to rest.

On a wing outside the village, the handsome boy sat by the pond, his eyes flashed with depth that should not have appeared at his age, and looked at the bright moon reflected in the middle of the pond.

He enjoyed this tranquility very much, here... maybe only night is his time.

His face was bruised and his head was covered with broken grass. This was all caused by the beating at that time, and he was unwilling to pay attention to it, because even if he sorted it out, it would still become like this in no time.

In the eyes of others, he is a demon and an existence that the whole village cannot avoid...

"who?"

The boy sitting by the pond suddenly spoke. He was always beaten and developed a vigilance that ordinary people could reach. If there was a slight movement, he would be like a frightened elk. But under this handsome appearance, the strange girlish voice always appears.

"It's me."

A middle-aged man walked into the grass outside the pond. This man was the one who helped him drive away the children at that time.

At this time, he was still holding a lunch box in his hand, and it seemed that he was giving dinner to the boy...

Seeing that it was him, a trace of resentment flashed in the handsome young man's eyes, and he turned his head back and still looked at the bright moon in the pond.

"Xiao Hai, you must be hungry if you haven't eaten for a day. Come on, eat while it's hot. Here are your favorite chicken legs."

The boy's ignorance made the middle-aged man feel a little lonely, but he still smiled and walked to the boy and opened the lunch box in his hand.

The meals in the lunch box are still steaming hot. It’s a very simple meal, with a drink of white rice and a chicken leg.

But this simple meal is a delicious food that is hard to eat.

"I won't eat." The boy answered without looking back.

"You are growing up now, how can you not eat it?" The middle-aged man still smiled softly, handed the lunch box to the boy, and said, "Hurry while it's hot, look at the chicken legs. I specially asked that guy Lao Zheng to pick a big one for you."

"I said I won't eat it!"

He raised his hand and overturned the lunch box, and the white rice and chicken legs there all fell into the pond.

The middle-aged man who was still handing the lunch box trembled, but the young man hummed indifferently.

"I've said I won't eat anymore, it's not my fault."

He got up and prepared to leave, but before he could take a few steps, the middle-aged man behind him spoke in a deep tone.

"stop."

The boy's steps paused a little, but he still walked forward.

"I'll let you stand!" The honest middle-aged man got angry.

"cut……"

A sneer flowed out of his mouth, and the boy kicked the stone and continued to walk forward.

"Sea of ​​flowers, I'll let you stop! Do you still have me, a father in your eyes?" The middle-aged man behind him had his eyebrows tightly clustered, and his whole body was trembling with anger.

This time the boy stopped, and the middle-aged man walked over quickly with a heavy breath.

"you……"

Just when he wanted to point at the boy, he saw the tears lingering in the boy's eyes.

Under the moonlight, it shines crystal clear.

The middle-aged man with anger in his heart suddenly fell down. He squirmed his lips and wanted to reach out to pat the boy's head, but the boy stubbornly avoided it.

"Hate dad."

After a long time, the middle-aged man sighed and said.

The boy spoke silently.

The middle-aged man sighed deeply at the stubbornness on the boy's face and the tears lingering in his eyes.

"Yes, you should hate me, but I did this for your sister!"

"elder sister?"

At this moment, the boy who had been silent all the time spoke. He looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with tears in his eyes, and his father...

"For my sister, I can turn me into what I am now, whether I am a human or a ghost? Don't blame the people in the village for scolding me. Sometimes even I think about whether I am a man or a woman."

"Of course you are a boy!"

"Then why is my sister's voice?"

“That’s…”

After hesitating for a long time, the middle-aged man swallowed the words he said.

The boy looked at him for a while and smiled suddenly.

"I know if you don't say it. Actually, I have always warmed my sister's soul in my body, right? But it's just that I have been warming up for too long, and my sister's soul overlaps with mine, right?"

"How did you...how did you know?" The middle-aged man's face showed horror, and then he realized that he shouldn't have done so, and defended him, "No."

"No?" the young man smiled, pulling the corner of his mouth, "Don't hide it. Not only do I know this, I also know that you are not a blacksmith at all. You are actually the immortal that has always been longing for in the village. It was you who stuffed your sister's soul into your body, right?"

“…”

"You think I don't know anything, I know very well in my heart, but I don't want to say it." The boy's face was filled with a miserable smile, and he said, "I'm just a cauldron for my sister to warm up the spirit. Is that true? It doesn't matter, I don't care."

"It's not what you thought..."

"No need to explain." The young man was stubborn and did not let the tears fall in his eyes. He sneered, "You are indeed a badass. If you don't act as a blacksmith, do you think pastoral life is beautiful? But I don't think so. I have lived a very miserable life in the past few years. Since we have announced the announcement of the surrender, should you give me some compensation?"

"What compensation do you want?"
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