Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

Lao Li Tou was in a trance. His fingertips trembled. He shook his head and said, "I don't remember. I've drunk too much..."

The other soldiers saw that his face was not good-looking, but they didn't doubt it. They murmured a few words one after another. Finally, they made up their names casually.

But old Li Tou looked at the direction of the scholar's coming, and then suddenly looked at the direction of the scholar's just leaving. The whole person was shaking badly.

The scholar has been gone for a long time. He has only a row of footprints extending into the city. He doesn't know where he will stop at the end, or he will go directly to the gate on the other side to leave.

Lao Li Tou fell ill before he was handed over. Two young soldiers rushed him back. The doctor felt his pulse and said that Lao Li Tou was frightened.

The disease lasted for more than half a month. The ice and snow melted, and old Li Tou slowly recovered. When he went back to the city gate to guard the city gate, the young soldiers asked him again what frightened him that day, but old Li Tou said he didn't remember.

The scholar came out of the soldiers' shed and walked slowly towards the city. At first, there was no movement in the courtyards on both sides of the road.

Gradually, smoke came out of some rooms. When the scholar came to a courtyard, he suddenly stopped. He leaned slightly and looked serious, as if he was listening to something.

Just as the family in the courtyard opened the door and planned to clear the snow at the door of the house, they saw a pretty scholar standing quietly. First they were startled, and then they asked in a voice: "scholar, are you looking for someone?"

The scholar looked back at the courtyard behind him through the man. Several children were playing with the snow in the courtyard. From time to time, there were laughs and noises. They were innocent and happy.

The scholar drew back his sight and said, "no one."

With that, no matter what the man's reaction was, he turned and left.

The scholar then walked forward. When he came across a courtyard with a sound, he would stop and listen carefully. From time to time, he would smile happily. Occasionally, when he heard that the child in the courtyard was crying with a snowball, he would also frown.

But just for a moment, he stretched his brows again, as if he were playing with those children.

However, with the lesson of the first family, he understood that when someone came towards the door, he went forward first. Those who opened the door would only see the footprints of the yard door.

Until the scholar stopped in a mansion, it was not so lively. He was so fascinated that he was hit on the forehead by a snowball.

"Hey, you scholar, what are you doing at my door?" Young people are in the voice changing period, some of the voice grinding stone of hoarse feeling, listening to some people are not very comfortable.

There was snow on the scholar's head and face. He stood there with a blank look, as if he had never recovered.

The young man probably thought that he was very funny now, lying on the tree and laughing impolitely.

With such a smile, all the noise in the yard disappeared. It seemed that all of them gathered around the tree and chirped: "big brother, big brother, what are you laughing at? Is there anything interesting out there? "

"Big brother, big brother, I also go up the tree!"

“……”

It's so lively. It's more lively than before.

The scholar thought vaguely that this was the most lively sound he heard all the way.