we are just monsters

Chapter 9
The night was dark.

Only a few stars hang in the sky.

There was a sound of the door, and then it closed again, Gu Cheng took advantage of the darkness to go out.

The vampire next door vaguely heard the door knocking, listened attentively, and heard the knocking of the gate in Gu Cheng's courtyard, silently retracted the feet exposed from the quilt, and rolled up the corners of the quilt.

After going out to the main road, Gu Cheng walked slowly along the road to the north without riding a battery car.

The development of Baicheng belongs to development, and it is not very big. It is also a problem to hide one's identity for a long time in a city that is too big.At this time, there were not many pedestrians on the road, only cars passing through the road.

Xia Xiaoman fluttered not far away, she didn't know what Gu Cheng was doing when he went out suddenly, but she could guess the general idea.

After walking for more than ten minutes, one person and one ghost were quiet, and there was only Gu Cheng's shadow under the street lamp, which continued to elongate as he walked, and started again at the next street lamp.

At the Beitang intersection, Gu Cheng looked up and saw a person sitting on the curb in front of him. He stopped and squatted next to that person with all his clothes on.

"Master, why don't you wear a mask?" Gu Cheng asked.

The old man sitting on the side of the road slowly turned his head, as if confirming that he was talking to himself.

"It's quite cold at night." Gu Cheng said again.

"I was hit by someone, and no one came to help me for so long. It hurts so much...my legs and my arms." The old man sat on the ground, pointing to his wound and said to Gu Cheng.

Gu Cheng looked at his deformed head, and said in a low voice: "Then, do you remember that you didn't rescue him?"

The old man was stunned.

After a while, his eyes lost focus again. He didn't know if he understood Gu Cheng's words, but he murmured in a low voice: "It hurts..."

"I'm here to help you." Gu Cheng said gently.

Then he took off the mask, as if he was resting on the side of the road, his lips moved slightly.

Xia Xiaoman stood in the distance, drawing circles on the ground with her toes, she guessed right.

In the past, Gu Cheng also occasionally went out to save the souls of the dead in some accidental places, or when someone he knew died, he would hold the hand of the deceased and bow his head to silently send him a ride.

She would follow him before, so when Gu Cheng went out, she probably knew what he was doing.

That uncle is not a human being, but he is not a wandering soul like her either.

Most people reincarnate instinctively after they die before they are conscious.Only a few people who are very nostalgic and reluctant to live, or have unfinished wishes and strong obsessions, will become wandering souls.

There are also people who die because of accidents too suddenly, sometimes it is difficult to realize that they are dead, and they stay in the world with regret and obsession, wandering in the place where they left.

I can't find the way to come, and I don't know the way to go.
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for a long time.

Gu Cheng held the old man's hand, and Youhun's eyes gradually became clear and no longer cloudy.

He noticed it when he got off work, and came here just late at night. Although the old man is here, no one can see it, but there is no guarantee that any unlucky driver is particularly unlucky, and something will happen.

"Are you going to die now, or go home and have a look?" Gu Cheng put on his mask and said softly.

He had just shown the way for the souls of the dead, and now the old man's appearance was no longer frightening, and there was a bit of kindness in his brows.

"I won't go back. I'm dead, why go back? There are children at home, so scare the children."

The old man shook his head, raised his head and stared blankly at Gu Cheng, "Thank you, you are... a little Taoist priest?"

"Just think of me, this is what they should do." Gu Cheng laughed.

"Thank you for your hard work."

There is not much conversation, life and death are different, and the figure of the old man gradually fades away.

With compassion on his face, Gu Cheng stood up and clapped his hands and was about to leave when a dark shadow stalked from afar.

As the figure approached, Gu Cheng could tell from the bun tied behind her head that she was a young girl, also wearing a hat and mask, with a brazier in her hand, walking over like a thief.

Gu Cheng moved to the side and watched curiously as she knelt down to put the brazier in place. She glanced at Gu Cheng vigilantly, and also felt that this person was strange.

Neither of them moved, and it seemed a bit weird for a while on the street late at night.

Xu couldn't wait any longer, so she took out a stack of paper money from the bag behind her back, lit it and threw it into the brazier, looked at Gu Cheng again, bowed her head and muttered.

Gu Cheng's face became even weirder, and he looked around, except for Xia Xiaoman who kept waving at him from a distance, there were no other wandering spirits.This girl was reciting the Sutra for Suffering, and she was stumbling, and she didn't seem very proficient.

In the middle of the night on the street, paper money was burned in the brazier, and the people squatting on the ground were thinking about it, how evil they looked.

"Um... the one who died here was your relative?" The brazier hadn't been extinguished after reading the scriptures, the little girl seemed to realize something, hesitated and raised her head to ask Gu Cheng.

Gu Cheng was stunned for a moment, this is what he wanted to ask just now.

"I'm... you know, we don't need to be paid in this line of work, just do what we should do." The little girl gestured, "Don't worry, I'm just leading the way for the dead."

Gu Cheng looked at the place where the old man left just now, then at this person, thought for a while, nodded and left without saying anything.

It seems that even if he doesn't come tonight, someone will do this kind of thing... He feels a little miraculous.

"Don't even say thank you." The little girl muttered in a low voice, squeezed the handle of the brazier, shrank a bit from the heat, and blew again quickly.

"Do you think there are ghosts in the world?" Gu Cheng turned around and asked.

"Ah?" The little girl was stunned for a moment, then quickly turned around, paused and said, "I haven't seen it, but there must be!"

After a pause, she added, "My master said so."

Gu Cheng guessed it, if she could see it, she wouldn't be thinking about it in the air.

Xia Xiaoman had been waiting for a long time, squatting on the side of the road and looking up at the sky, his eyes were out of focus, as if his mind was wandering away.

"gone!"

On the way back, Gu Cheng glanced back, Xia Xiaoman followed beside him with his hands behind his back, frowning.

"She, she, she... She doesn't look like a good person, so leave her alone."

"you recognize?"

"do not know!"

"Really?" Gu Cheng instinctively felt something was wrong, and looked at Xia Xiaoman suspiciously.

"I can be her grandma, how can I know her?" Xia Xiaoman was surprised.

Gu Cheng shook his head, and suddenly felt a little emotional, "I didn't expect to meet this kind...it's very rare, and I haven't seen it in recent years."

There were still a long time ago, monks and Taoists could do it. With the development of the times, these have become old products of feudal superstition, and few people do it anymore, let alone a young child.

Will be considered mentally ill.

It is even more rare for her to persevere even when she cannot see the soul of the dead.

After walking home, Gu Cheng stood in the yard and saw that the lights next door were still on, and glanced at Xia Xiaoman who was eager to try, and she immediately gave up the idea of ​​trying.

"I said, are you sick?"

When he was about to go into the bathroom to take a shower, Xia Xiaoman was still staring at him with piercing eyes, Gu Cheng turned around and asked.

"I just want to see the difference between immortal monsters and humans."

"Same." Gu Cheng said calmly.

"Tell me, those female ghosts in the story like to sleep with men and scholars, isn't that... Wang Aimin, what are you doing!"

Seeing Gu Cheng coming over and preparing to save her with the rebirth spell, Xia Xiaoman swished into the TV.

The room was suddenly quiet.

(End of this chapter)