Under the dark night, a somewhat tired Liu Shan lay on the warm wooden bed.
The autumn cicada was so close that it was dripping with sweat and fell into a deep sleep at this moment.
Liu Shan, who originally planned to close his eyes to welcome the new day, was so frightened that he almost suffered a cardiac arrest when he saw a little boy walking into the house and sleeping next to him.
The little boy slept with his back to him, motionless under the quilt covering him.
No matter how nervous Liu Shan is, he can't sleep peacefully at this moment.
The next day, when the sky was dim and bright, the cicada woke up.
He looked at his son with some surprise, actually running into their bed to sleep.
"Hey! Liu Shan, why do you have dark circles under your eyes?"
"Didn't you sleep well last night?"
Qiu Chan thought about her shame last night and worried whether Liu Shan was exhausted, so she couldn't help but ask with concern.
"No, it's okay!"
"You go make breakfast first!"
Liu Shan struggled to get up and explained. Looking at the little boy who was still sleeping soundly next to him, he almost couldn't help but wrap him up in a quilt and tie him up.
He yawned and urged Qiu Chan to make breakfast, feeling a little dizzy and drowsy.
The thing slept next to him last night, and the biting cold feeling almost froze his soul.
So he was alert to the little boy all night and never fell asleep.
"What on earth are you going to do?"
After Qiu Chan left, Liu Shan stared at the little boy who was pretending to be asleep with cold eyes and asked in a low voice.
However, the little boy did not answer him, but stood up and stared at the bloodshot eyes in his gray pupils, which gradually turned red.
Liu Shan was startled and hurriedly got out of bed, found a stick, held it in his hand and looked at the little boy warily.
"Mom! Dad wants to hit me!"
"Come quickly! He wants to beat me to death!"
At this time, the little boy suddenly shouted loudly, which startled Liu Shan.
What the hell, the bad guy is the first to complain.
Before he could throw away the stick, Qiu Chan ran in in panic.
"Liu Shan! What are you doing?"
She looked at Liu Shan who was holding a stick and was obviously frightened. She was eager to protect him and immediately shouted and asked.
"Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding!"
"I only use the stick to scratch my itch!"
Liu Shan, who was secretly cursing, quickly explained, rubbing the stick on his back.
Qiu Chan looked at him suspiciously, wondering why he always wanted to bully his son while she was away.
"Don't be afraid, little boy, your father is not going to beat you!"
Qiu Chan glared at Liu Shan fiercely, and quickly came to the little boy's side to comfort him.
"Mom! He is so fierce! He just tried to beat me to death with a stick!"
"..."
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid! If he dares to hit you, mother will fight him to the death!"
"Let's go outside and ignore him!"
Qiu Chan comforted her while glaring at the speechless Liu Shan with warning eyes.
Just like that, the two of them left, leaving behind him who still had dark circles under his eyes and frowned slightly.
After the two left, Liu Shan was still a little worried, worried that the little boy would secretly attack Qiu Chan.
So he quickly walked out of the back room and hid in the dark to keep an eye on the little boy. The guy seemed to be aware of it and turned around and gave him an evil sneer.
In this way, the whole morning passed peacefully.
Liu Shan had been secretly monitoring the little boy. He didn't do anything unusual but occasionally looked back at him.
At noon, he originally wanted to take a nap, thinking that there would be nothing wrong at noon.
But before he could fall asleep, he heard the sound of sharpening a knife.
After carefully walking out of the house, he saw a little man squatting in the corner of the yard sharpening a knife.
This really startled him, and the sleepy person he was originally was driven away.
Not daring to sleep, he stared at the little boy all afternoon.
Every time he felt sleepy and wanted to doze off while standing, he would always hear various noises.
Either the little boy was sharpening the knife, or there was a laugh that scared him awake, and there were even various flying deadly hidden weapons that almost hit him.
Finally, in the evening, he suddenly picked up the cicada and ran out of the village.
Qiu Chan still let out bursts of exclamations, but all the villagers in the village were eating melons. No one stopped or commented, they just watched indifferently.
"Liu Shan! Put me down!"
"What's wrong with you?"
Qiu Chan screamed and questioned Liu Shan. She didn't know what was wrong with him, but he carried her and ran out of the village.
"you listen to me!"
"I don't know how to explain it to you now!"
"We will go to the rapeseed field as tall as a person that we passed yesterday to do some work later. You will wait..."
Liu Shan carried Qiu Chan to the village entrance and put her down, then picked her up and whispered in her ear.
Immediately afterwards, he hugged the person and ran towards the field area of the village and entered a rapeseed field.
"Ah! Liu Shan, what are you doing!"
"This is a wild place, you can go home if you want..."
I heard exclamations one after another, and then various movements were heard in the rapeseed field.
Although the movement was smaller in the end, you could still see the rape flowers shaking.
At the same time, in a patch of grass a hundred meters away from the rapeseed field, a little boy was staring at the rapeseed field with faint eyes.
There were many people walking around in the village during the day, but they paid no attention to the movement in the rapeseed fields.
In this way, about an hour passed. As the little boy gradually became suspicious and walked towards the rapeseed field, he saw Qiucicada walking out with a messy red face and a fluttering face.
"Little boy! Why did you run out?"
"Are you hungry?"
"Mom takes you home to cook!"
Qiu Chan walked out of the rapeseed field and looked at her son approaching with some surprise. With an embarrassed look on her face, she stretched out her hand to take her son home, but found that he suddenly dodged away and rushed into the rapeseed field.
Suddenly, his rushing steps stopped, and he saw Liu Shan slowly walking out of the rapeseed field.
"Let's go!"
"go home!"
Liu Shan stepped forward and reached out to hold the little boy, pulling him towards Qiu Chan.
Qiu Chan was very happy to see that their father and son were so harmonious. She stepped forward and took her son's other hand and headed towards home.
The gradually falling night fell on the backs of the three people walking home, but only the slender shadow of the autumn cicada was pulled out.
The people in the village had already returned home, and the whole village became silent again.
Everyone is very conscious. They go out for a walk at dawn and go home to sleep at dusk.
No one will leave the village to go outside the village, they seem to only be active in the village.
"Crunch!"
The dim courtyard door was pushed open, and the harmonious family slowly walked into the courtyard and into the back room.
As the candlelight was lit, the whole room became much brighter.
"You guys sit down first and I'll finish cooking!"
"No rush! Sit down and talk first!"
After coming to the back room and lighting the candles, Qiu Chan looked at Liu Shan and his son who were still holding hands, showed a warm smile and planned to cook, but was pulled back by Liu Shan.
"say what?"
Qiu Chan looked at Liu Shan with some confusion, and saw that he held her hand tightly, and the warm touch made her heart feel warm.
The little boy had already walked aside and sat down. He looked at Liu Shan with a somewhat suspicious look in his eyes and smiled sinisterly again.
Only this time, he seemed to be unable to scare Liu Shan.
"Tell me! Who are you?"
"I know you are not Liu Tong!"
Liu Shan took Qiu Chan and sat opposite the little boy, staring at him and questioning him with an interrogating tone.
"Dad! What are you talking about?"
The little boy seemed stunned for a moment and looked at Liu Shan with a puzzled face.
"Okay! No more acting!"
"You are not Liu Tong! You have been secretly frightening me just to prevent me from falling asleep. Am I right?"
Liu Shan stared at the little boy sharply and asked again!
Qiu Chan listened with wide eyes and puzzled face, not knowing what was going on.
The little boy frowned when he heard this, his face seemed to become a little gloomy, and the already tense atmosphere seemed to become even colder.
"Don't want to say?"
"Or did you not remember it yourself?"
"Ghost King!"
Liu Shan didn't seem to care about the little boy's increasingly gloomy expression. Seeing that he still kept silent and wanted to deny it, he couldn't help but sneered and revealed the other person's identity.
"Liu Shan! What on earth are you talking about?"
Qiu Chan on the side was full of doubts, and looked at the tense atmosphere and couldn't help but ask.
"Just listen first! Don't interrupt!"
"You'll understand later!"
Liu Shan saw Qiu Chan looking at her with a complicated look, took her hand and answered.
"Dad! What happened to you today?"
"Why have you become so weird?"
The little boy with a gloomy face suddenly showed an expression of ignorance and confusion. He looked at Liu Shanhu with innocent eyes and asked.
"I'm not your father!"
"I'm not Liu Shan either!"
"My name is Zhou Fan, and I am an outsider just like you, the Ghost King!"
Zhou Fan, who had already remembered everything, said calmly at this moment!
The little boy was afraid that he would fall asleep because his memories would only gradually come back to him when he fell asleep.
The other party didn't kill him and kept scaring him secretly. Naturally, there was a reason why he couldn't kill him.
"Dad! What ghost king, Zhou Fan, are you confused because you haven't slept in the past few days?"
The little boy seemed to want to quibble, but Zhou Fan, who had already remembered everything, sneered.
Qiu Chan looked at Liu Shan with some surprise, as if he seemed to have become a stranger.
"You don't have to do otherwise!"
"King of Ghosts, I know that you are not dead. When you gave up your body while pretending to be dead, you should actually have merged with the weird half and turned into a ghost face mask."
"In other words, that grimace mask is you!"
"You probably couldn't enter Coffin No. 3 directly, so you turned it into a ghost face mask for Zhang Qian to carry with you, and finally brought you here."
"I'm curious, what exactly do you want to do?"
Zhou Fan stared at the little boy opposite and expressed his guess word by word.
Qiu Chan on the side still didn't understand, but she already felt that her husband and son seemed to be moving away from her.
This made her suddenly panic, and she grabbed Zhou Fan's hand tightly in a panic.
"Zhou Fan! You are truly the smartest junior I have ever seen!"
"With just a few clues, you can connect everything in a whimsical way. It's really amazing."
"But have you ever thought that if I kill you, you will disappear forever?"
Having said this, the Ghost King stopped denying it.
He has wasted enough time and doesn't want to play house with Zhou Fan anymore.