Dongfang Aoshi looked at the hair in his palm and frowned, "Kid, why are you giving me this?"
"Aren't you going to go there? If you take this with you, no one will catch you." said the little doll.
A hair?
Dongfang Aoshi gave a rare smile, stretched out his hand and rubbed the little baby's head, "Kid, you are really naive."
"Don't throw it away! You must always carry it with you!" the little doll explained earnestly.
All right.
For the sake of this brat leading the way for me.
Dongfang Aoshi carefully put away her hair.
"Kid, who are you?"
"I am who I am." The little doll didn't understand why he asked, blinking his eyes with a very innocent expression.
"Where's your name?" Dongfang Aoshi is a person who has a clear distinction between grudges and grudges. If you are kind to him, of course you have to repay him.
He planned to burn some paper money for this kid as a reward for leading the way when he returned.
"There's no name." The little doll shook his head.
"No name?" Dongfang Aoshi frowned, is he a lonely ghost?
Such a small lonely soul...
"Yeah." The little doll nodded vigorously, indicating that she really didn't have a name.
"Mom and dad?" The kid doesn't have a name, so it should be okay to burn it to her parents, right?
"Mom is in the City of Wasted Death, dad doesn't know..." the little doll tilted his head and said.
Dongfang Aoshi's eyelids jumped——
Po Meng said that half of the souls who died in the city of Wan Si died because of him. Did this little devil's mother die in his hands in the city of Wan Si?
"Didn't your mother tell you?"
"No." The little doll shook his head, "Mom doesn't like talking about daddy, she cries every time."
Dongfang Aoshi's pupils shrank slightly, and he probably understood——
It seems that this kid's parents really died in his hands.
Dongfang Aoshi's dark eyes dimmed slightly, and he looked at the kid in front of him who was not even as high as his knees, "Kid, why do you want to help me?"
"It smells like mother." The little doll said, suddenly stretched out his hand, hugged Dongfang Aoshi's leg, and sniffed him.
Dongfang Aoshi reflexively wanted to kick.
When he raised his legs to kick, he suddenly remembered that the kid brought him here, and slowly retracted his legs.
"Kid, I still have something to do, it's time to go." Dongfang Aoshi sighed, trying to make his voice sound calmer.
"Oh." The little doll reluctantly let go.
Dongfang Aoshi stepped forward and walked towards the bridge.
The kid stood on this side of the bridge and confessed earnestly, "Don't lose your hair."
Dongfang Aoshi did not look back, waved his hand, and his figure quickly disappeared into the darkness.
Not long after Dongfang Aoshi left, a terrifying soul floated out from the darkness.
It's a ghost.
"Little devil, if you trick him into the Palace of Yama, aren't you afraid that the King of Hell will kill him?"
"Behead him, behead him! Who told him to kill my mother!" the little doll said angrily, completely losing his cuteness.
"Little devil, if the King of Hell knew that someone broke into the underworld without permission, that person would really be beheaded."
"That's what he deserves!" Xiao Gui glared at Gui Cha fiercely, turned around and ran away.
Gui Cha stood there, looking at the direction in which the kid disappeared, and shook his head, "If you want him to be beheaded by the King of Hell, just do it thoroughly. Why are you giving away someone's hair?"
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The further Dongfang Aoshi moved forward, the more he felt something was wrong.