"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh! It was Yin Ruoxu who harmed us! Why didn't he just die! I want him to be buried with me! I want him to pay his blood debt with blood!" The ghost screamed, blood gushing from its mouth, nose, ears and eyes, smudged its makeup, and the pale skin faded away, leaving only a charred corpse.

The corpse glanced at everyone, and suddenly, like a puppet with its strings cut, it regained consciousness and actually started laughing. Its voice was no longer as crisp as before, but sounded like sandpaper rubbing against a tabletop, making people feel inexplicably depressed and uncomfortable, "sha...yu..."

A tear slid down her charred face, and she seemed to feel relieved, "Let...it...go..."

Unlike the fierce look just now, his face now showed a very gentle expression.

These were her last words.

Shark? Killer fish? Silly fish?

Let it go?

What does it mean?

Everyone was confused by this statement.

However, the farce was finally settled.

"Ahhhhh what kind of monster is this!" Tang Murou woke up and saw the corpse on the ground, and was frightened to death again.

Everyone: “…”

"Let's go." Yin Buqi put away his sword, took Jiang Niannian's hand and prepared to leave.

Yin Ci stood there without moving.

Jiang Ziyou said, "Junior brother, it's time to go. We haven't heard from you for three days, and Master will be worried."

"I, I have something I want to understand..." Yin Ci said awkwardly from behind him: "My father won't really..."

Song Shi interrupted him in a gloomy tone: "If you want to know the truth, just search your soul. Why are you being so shy?"

A cultivator said, "If you want to use the soul-searching technique, your cultivation must be above the Lianxu stage. Among us, the only one above the Lianxu stage is... Yin Buqi."

"Brother Yin..." Yin Ci raised his head and met Yin Buqi's eyes.

The red pupils were bottomless, carrying the kind of indifference and contempt that made people feel cold.

He probably won't help.

Yin Ci slowly restrained his expression, lowered his head and walked out, but was stopped by a pair of hands.

"Don't you want to search my soul? What are you going to do after you leave?"

"Brother Yin!" Yin Ci shouted in surprise, throwing himself into his arms and yelling uncontrollably.

"Get out of here, you're making so much noise." Yin Buqi pushed him away impatiently, slowly squatted down, and lightly tapped the corpse's forehead with his cold fingertips.

After a dizzying moment, the truths of the past flooded into my mind one by one.

…

A long, long time ago, in the town of Qinghe, the river water was clear and the water was full of the green of Jinling.

It always rains on both sides of the river, soaking our clothes and creating a light mist. The houses on both sides of the river were not as old as they are now, with red doors and golden lacquer, and willows planted in front of the doors.

A girl in a light yellow dress sat by the stream, combing her fluffy hair in front of the mirror. Then, she took out her white jade flute and began to play a little tune.

She is 90% similar to Jiang Niannian, but more gentle than Jiang Niannian. After all, she is a girl raised in a water town and is very beautiful.

The saying "The woman beside the wine shop is like the moon, and her white wrists are covered with frost and snow" is not an exaggeration.

It is exactly what the ghost looked like when he was alive.

The town's Qingshui River flows day after day, women wash clothes here, and children play in the water here.

Whenever the sun sets, golden spots like fish scales flow on the surface of the river. Men who drive cattle, gather, carry goods on their shoulders, and farmland pass by and whistle at the women who are singing fishing songs, but the women always scold them as "fishermen" and pour water on their faces.

As the noisy sounds gradually faded away, only a very faint whimpering sound remained in the corner.

He was the only orphan in the town. His name was Xiao Yu'er. His mother died of dystocia when he was born.

After that, the family fell into poverty day by day, and all the more than ten people in the family died in a fire.

The body of a demon can grow back even if the arm is cut off, but fire is deadly to demons.

But the oil lamp that was not extinguished at night killed the whole family. Xiao Yuer escaped death because of the adults' protection.

At this time, the eight-year-old Xiao Yuer squatted by the water, curled up into a ball, his clothes were torn, there were several bruises on his face, his eyes were like walnuts, and he cried very sadly. He kept asking the shadow in the river, "Why do I have to live in this world?"

"Hey, tell me, why did the oil lamp suddenly fall over?"

"We, the Shu people, are most afraid of fire. Why didn't they be more careful? Such a big family is gone just like that..."

"This child's mother died when he was just born... Could it be that he killed more than a dozen people? What a sin!"

People passing by pointed at him but did not dare to get close to him for fear of being contaminated by something dirty.

When Xiao Yuer heard this, he ran back to his empty home crying.

The house was burned and left black and bare, with only an empty yard and a charred house. Xiao Yuer huddled in the corner, feeling sad and upset.

As the sun was setting, a soft female voice came over: "Xiao Yu'er, are you crying secretly again?"

The sound is like the sound of nature, and the Wu language is soft.

Xiao Yuer looked up and saw Shen Susu from the next yard. She was pretty, kind, and capable. Everyone liked her and affectionately called her Sister Su.

She leaned against the wall and looked at him, smiling slightly, her cheeks slightly sank.

"Wow——" Xiao Yu'er's sobs turned into loud cries, hiding her endless grievances: "Sister Su! Everyone bullies me, and they all bully me because I have no father or mother!"

"I'm not a disaster star. I didn't bring death to my parents. I didn't! I didn't!"

"Woo woo woo woo woo -- Sister Su --"

Shen Susu didn't try to persuade or annoy him. She waited until Xiao Yu'er got tired of crying before she slowly said, "Are you hungry, Xiao Yu'er? I have some delicious chicken legs here. I saved a few for you."

It would have been better if he hadn't said anything. As soon as he mentioned chicken legs, Xiao Yuer's stomach started growling. Since he became an orphan, he had rarely had a full meal, and being hungry had become the norm.

At first he locked the gate of the yard and refused to let anyone in. He hid in the corner and cried quietly. Shen Susu always climbed up the wall with a ladder, watched him finish crying, and then gave him some food.

He knew that Shen Susu treated him well, and he thought that he must repay her well in the future.

Xiao Yuer nodded shyly and said, "Thank you, Sister Su."

Shen Susu wrapped the chicken leg in paper and threw it down.

The little fish quickly picked it up and ate it with relish, his mouth full of oil.

"Eat slowly, no one is competing with you for the food." Shen Susu giggled, making Xiaoyuer blush.

Shen Susu asked: "Who hit you on the face?"

"It was Zhang Dahu and Li Goudan. They made me crawl into their crotch, bark like a dog, and kick me in the head..."

"It's him again. I'm going to have a good talk with his mother tomorrow and ask her to discipline him." Shen Susu was a little angry, and her pretty eyebrows wrinkled a little.

Xiao Yuer wiped the snot bubbles from her face and lowered her head sadly, "Sister Su, do you think I am particularly useless..."

Although he hated Li Dahu and the others, he was also afraid of being beaten. Every time he was bullied, he was too cowardly to resist and could only hide away and cry alone.

"Who said that?" Shen Susu comforted, "Our little Yu'er is the kindest and will definitely be a useful adult in the future."

"But I'm not brave at all..."

"Xiao Yu'er, you know that kindness is harder to come by than bravery, because bravery is a momentary impulse, while kindness is often a difficult choice." Shen Susu smiled softly and said gently, "If possible, I hope you can become a kind person in the future."

The boy held the chicken stick a little harder and nodded confidently, "Don't worry, Sister Su. When I grow up, I will definitely repay you!" After that, he scratched his head again and said, "Sister Su, don't climb the wall in the future. It's too dangerous. If you come, knock on the door three times and I will know it's you."

Shen Susu nodded: "Okay."