The original god, the zero-seat executive of the Fools

The solemnity of the ceremony is rare.

What caught people's attention even more unexpectedly was that the person who presided over the funeral was Hu Tao, Mr. Hu's granddaughter, who was only 13 years old.

At the funeral, Hutao's behavior was very different from the past. He was neither playful nor naughty, and there was no sadness that is common on the faces of family members of the deceased.

She just took care of all kinds of things solemnly, personally drawing the final end of his life for her grandfather, and keeping Mr. Hu's dignity underground.

After the funeral, the Hall of Death seemed much deserted.

It becomes even more lonely at night when the moon is at its peak.

Carrying his luggage and walking out of the gate of the Hall of Purity, Hutao looked at the full moon in the sky and sighed, then he gathered his mood and stepped out.

But before she had taken two steps, she stopped again and unexpectedly looked at the spirit on the big tree leaning against the door not far away. Hutao couldn't help but said: "You can't sleep at night, what are you doing here?"

Lingtan spread his hands: "You haven't slept either."

After that, he patted the big tree behind him, and a backpack hanging on the branch fell down. Ling caught it and carried it on his back.

He said: "Don't waste time. Where do you want to go? I'll accompany you."

"..." After a moment of silence, Hu Tao smiled at Chao Ling, which looked particularly beautiful in the moonlight. She said, "Okay, stay with me and don't leave me behind."

Ling didn't say anything, just came to Hutao and helped her straighten her messy hair.

......

Maintaining the boundary between life and death is the most important task of the Rebirth Hall, and the boundary here is not some invisible and intangible concept, but a real place.

[Boundary], that is a real place, a place where the souls of the dead linger.

And that was Hu Tao's destination, where she was going to see Mr. Hu for the last time.

Before entering the [Border], Hu Tao also specifically told Ling: "No matter what you see, don't be too surprised, keep a normal mind..." But halfway through the instruction, she remembered that this guy next to her was Ling... and she He sighed again: "Forget it, there should be nothing that can surprise you too much..."

And as Hu Tao said, during this trip to the border, we did encounter a lot of weird things, but it really didn't surprise Ling. Hu Tao understands Ling and knows that even though he looks like an ordinary person, he is actually His emotions are very dull, at least in Hu Tao's opinion.

If this trip was just for traveling, it can be said to be a great trip. After all, I saw a lot of weird things and saw a lot of scenery that I rarely see in ordinary times.

But the purpose of this trip was not a real trip after all, but Hutao wanted to see Mr. Hu's soul at the border - but unfortunately, Ling accompanied her to search for a day and night at the border, until Hutao fell sleepily into Ling's arms. I fell asleep in the middle of the night, but I didn’t see Mr. Hu’s figure.

When Hu Tao woke up, some lonely souls passed by and laughed at her: "Silly girl, how can Old Hu Tou be here? I'm afraid he would come here to find someone from your family because of his wild imagination!"

Hutao doesn't believe in evil. Although she usually seems to be a happy-go-lucky person, what she really wants to do is never give up until she achieves her goal.

Ling stayed with her at the border day after day, until all the dry food and drinking water were exhausted——

A short old woman appeared in front of them. She didn't seem to see Hu Tao's waist, supporting the sleepy Hu Tao's spirit. Her eyes just stayed on Hu Tao and said with a smile: "You look so stubborn, but you look like What a terrible old beard. It’s a pity that the past masters of the Hall of Rebirth will never linger here. Your family’s ancestors have lived and walked candidly for generations, so go back - go back to your original place..."

After saying this, she glanced at Ling's figure meaningfully.

The mysterious old woman eventually crossed the border and disappeared into the distance.

Watching her go away, the confusion on Hu Tao's face only existed for a short moment, and soon turned into relief.

She turned to look at Ling, a smile appeared on her pretty pale face: "Let's go back."

Chapter 169 Walnut Legend Mission (5)

It was night when we set out, and it was still night when we came back.

But compared with the sky full of stars and the moonlight like weaving in the past, the rainy and gloomy weather now seems a bit unfavorable.

Holding Ling's coat on her head to protect her from the rain, Hu Tao looked at Ling, who was walking comfortably in the rain with only a short-sleeved shirt next to her, and couldn't help but said: "Speaking of which, you have always liked rainy days. Why?"

Ling glanced sideways at her, chuckled and said, "I just like it, why do I have to have a reason?"

"Really?" Hutao tilted her head and thought for a moment, a narrow look suddenly appeared on her face: "Then do you like me?"

Hearing this, Ling was slightly startled, seemingly unable to react.

But Hu Tao didn't care. Instead, she looked thoughtful and said to herself: "I didn't care before when I couldn't remember the memory. Now I am the only girl you come into contact with. You should also like me."

After saying that, she smiled at Ling and said, "Isn't that right?"

"..." After a moment of pause, Ling shook his head: "I don't know."

Hutao suddenly puffed up her cheeks and looked at him with dead eyes. After a while, she didn't change her words, so she rolled her eyes lightly: "It's boring~big piece of wood!"

Ling didn't care, Liyue Port was not far away, and he could already vaguely see its outline here.

But not long after, Hutao suddenly said again: "Damumu, I'm so tired, can you carry me on your back?"

Ling stopped silently, then bent down slightly.

When Hutao saw it, she laughed, then jumped on Ling's back without any courtesy, hugged his neck and said with a smile: "Hey, why are you so nice to me?"

Lying on Ling's back, Hu Tao put his head over Ling's shoulder, looked at his profile and asked him questions.

"Because you and Mr. Hu are very good to me." Ling said.

"That's it - then you really repay the favor, hmm?" Hutao tightened Ling's neck and said with a curled lip.

Ling said nothing and silently carried the girl towards Liyue Port, which was getting closer.

......

In the dead of night, Hutao didn't want the sound of opening the door to disturb the resting guests and attendants in the hall, so he and Ling climbed over the wall and entered the small courtyard.

Because of the rain, both of them were wet, but Hu Tao, who returned to the hall, did not go back to the room to take a shower and change clothes immediately, but followed Ling into his room.

Facing Ling's puzzled gaze, Hutao shook the package in his hand: "I felt it on the way back. There seemed to be something added out of thin air in the bag that had been empty before -"

After saying that, she smiled narrowly and said, "Aren't you curious?"

Then she said with a righteous and awe-inspiring look: "I have endured my curiosity all the way until now, and I want to share it with you!"

Ling was already used to Hu Tao's strange thoughts, so he wasn't too surprised and just motioned for her to open it and take a look.

"Hey, let me see, what is it-" Hutao put down the package, squatted down and pulled away the rope above, reached in and took it out.

Soon, she took out her hand, and her expression became a little weird.

She looked at the object in her hand - a red Eye of God with a pattern representing the element of fire.

"The Eye of God..." Hutao murmured and smiled happily: "Not bad!"

After saying that, he threw it towards Ling: "This thing is very rare. Do you want to play with it for two days?"

Ling caught the Eye of God with his right hand and took a look at it.

After a moment, he frowned slightly and his expression became a little painful.

But before Hutao, who noticed this, could ask a question, Ling suddenly stretched out his left hand, and then a large jet of black flames came out of his hand. A little spark fell on the bed, and then the whole bed ignited. A black fire spread quickly throughout the house.

Hu Tao opened her mouth wide, but before she could recover, Ling had already picked up Hu Tao and rushed out the door.

But it was just the moment when the two of them escaped from the house.

When I looked back, I saw that the independent wooden house that originally stood there had disappeared, leaving only a few charred pieces of wood remaining on the spot. As the evening breeze blew, they turned into black debris and disappeared.

Hutao swallowed and looked at Ling: "What is that?"

Ling looked down at his left hand, and then at the Eye of God on his right hand.

Finally, he silently knelt down and placed the Eye of God on Hu Tao's waist: "I don't know."

"Tsk... that should be fire, right? It's pitch black. Can you still use someone else's God's Eye to mobilize elemental power?" Hu Tao scratched his hair: "It's too weird."

Ling stood up and stretched out his hand again, and black flames came out of his palm again. He said to Hu Tao: "It seems that you don't need the Eye of God, but I don't feel any elemental power..."

Hu Tao's eyebrows jumped, and then she waved her hand as if she didn't care at all: "Okay, okay, it doesn't matter, anything is fine. Anyway, you should be careful next time and don't play with fire. If you accidentally give the Hall of Rebirth to the dead, It won’t be good if it’s burned.”

As she spoke, she raised her head and glanced at the gloomy sky that was still raining: "Your house is gone. Go to my place to lay a floor tonight, or some morgues are empty..."

"..."

Between going to Hutao's room to lay on the floor or sleeping on a dead man's bed, Ling hesitated again and again and chose the former. It wasn't that he was afraid of anything, it was just that he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

The raindrops hit the ground, the windows and the eaves. Beside the bed in Hutao's bedroom, a white quilt formed a bed and was placed quietly here. Ling was lying in it, looking at the ceiling with his eyes open, listening to the favorite sound of rain. , but couldn’t fall asleep no matter what.

When he first came into contact with the Eye of God, the aftertaste of some violent reaction in his body made him curious about his origin for the first time...

"spirit--"

Suddenly, a call broke his thoughts.

"You fell asleep?"

Walnut on the bed asked him.

"...No." Ling said.

Then, there was a sudden movement on the bed, and soon, Ling felt a soft and fragrant body get into his quilt, and the person wrapped around him instantly like an octopus.

"It's too cold, let's squeeze in~" Hu Tao said in Ling's ear with a smile.

"..." The spirit didn't speak or move.

But Hu Tao grabbed his arm, put it on her body, and then hugged Ling tighter: "Okay, don't talk, don't move, sleep."

After saying that, she closed her eyes. Except for the long and dense eyelashes that were still trembling slightly, she seemed to have fallen asleep immediately.

"..." And Ling didn't know whether it was because he was stunned by the current situation and had not come back to his senses until now, or because he listened to Hu Tao's words and did not speak or move as she asked.

He remained motionless, with his eyes open, until he felt the girl in his arms holding him less tightly, her breathing became steady, and he truly fell asleep, then he moved his stiff body a little.

He quietly wanted to take out his hand and leave the bed, but just then——

"grandfather……"

A slight murmur of sleep came from the mouth of the girl in her arms. Ling was stunned for a moment. After a moment, he pulled away half of his hand and put it back.

His head rested on the pillow again, Ling sighed softly, gently hugged the girl in his arms, and closed his tired eyelids.

Chapter 170 Walnut Legend Mission (6)

When the first ray of sunlight in the morning shone on the white quilt, Hu Tao opened her hazy sleepy eyes.

What caught the eye was a touch of silvery hair and delicate fair skin.

After briefly recalling what happened last night, she casually let go of her arms that were tightly hugging someone, sat up on the floor, stretched out a lot, and then revealed her cunning face. Smiling, he looked at Ling, who was still sleeping beside him.

Are you using ink to draw a turtle on your face?Or should he suddenly fetch the ghost mask to scare him... Looking at Ling's sleeping face, Hutao fell into tangled thoughts.