"Can Onmyoji count the life of a living person, and can he hear what the dead say?"

The young man Huang Shan curled up in a ball and said timidly, as if he was a little scared.

Such a terrifying identity made him both strange and terrified. This species that is inseparable from humans and ghosts is even more invincible.

In their eyes, this is a different world, not just humans.

There are also souls that are not visible to normal humans.

There is no difference between them.

The person who just killed an inn, and now he is scared when he hears such absurd remark. Nine out of ten people will think he is pretending.

But Liu Ruiying happened to be the tenth person.

He has different ideas from others.

He knew from the eyes of the boy Huang Shan that his fear was not fake.

As for why it is so divided, because he is a lunatic... The lunatic cannot use common sense to guess. You say that beef noodles are delicious, but he just wants to say that shit, pee and fart are very fragrant. Normal men like young and beautiful girls, but lunatics think that the powder applied on their faces is not as good as the oil star when cooking.

In the eyes of madmen, the so-called normal people are madmen. They just live in their own world, but are defined by others as abnormal humans.

"Don't you believe it?"

Liu Ruiying asked.

The young man in yellow turned his gaze to his grandmother and saw her shaking his head gently at him. Even so, he failed to completely dispel his concerns, but instead believed in Liu Ruiying more and more.

"What did she tell you?"

The boy in yellow asked.

"She's like the people who died behind her, her expression on her face was very relaxed, and she obviously had no precautions against you in advance."

"She is better, and the people behind her even had mockery and pride on their faces."

Liu Ruiying paused and said.

"Those who can see with eyes can't be considered what she told you."

The boy in yellow shook his head desperately, and tried his best to deny Liu Ruiying's statement.

"The head was cut off, both in the past and in the back, was not something you did with this sword. When everyone looked at your sword, it was actually just a fake move, just a fun thing. The real danger was wrapped around your waist and neck."

Liu Ruiying said.

"But others will never know such a secret in advance, so they are out of precaution. In addition, your funny sword-drawing move will not take you seriously. Taking the enemy as weak is not a new way, but it is extremely useful. It is easy to use. There will always be people who believe this, and they will be careless and eventually lose their lives."

After hearing this, the young man in Huangshan suddenly laughed "giggled", raised his hands above his head, kept waving, and patting them from time to time.

"I'm right?"

Liu Ruiying asked.

"I'm right!"

The young man Huang Shan clapped and nodded.

"But some of them know who I am, so there's no way to be without precautions."

After the boy Huang Shan was happy, he frowned and said.

"If someone knows it, it doesn't mean everyone knows it. Just like a sword in one hand, it's a cover, and the murderous intent will never be on the other hand. And there is already a poor person first, all of whom are tourists, and you won't just look at one hand."

Liu Ruiying explained.

This time, the boy Huang Shan thought about it for a long time and felt that it was reasonable, so he nodded and signaled Liu Ruiying to continue talking.

But Liu Ruiying didn't have the patience to chat with a madman.

He couldn't communicate, so instead of wasting his talk here, it would be better to do something useful.

The door of the inn behind is open, and the wind outside is much smaller, so you can continue to rush. His time cannot be delayed... Who knows what the prince who was poisoned by the poison in Zhongdu City is now? If something happens, at least the Andong King Realm will be in chaos in the world for a while.

Liu Ruiying turned around, felt the weather outside, then crossed the threshold and continued on the road with the barbarian Zhiji.

A "puff" sound suddenly came from behind.

Before the two of them could turn back, the young man Huang Shan was already standing in front of them.

But now he is no longer a boy in Huang Shan, but a man in black.

He was wearing a black dress, white pants, a tall hat on his head, a pointed corner on the top, and an emerald that was exactly the same as the hilt of his sword hanging on the corner.

The black clothes made his face look whiter.

His eyes were particularly bright at night.

He was holding a snow-white towel in his hand, and there was a round thing wrapped inside. Liu Ruiying knew it was his head without guessing.

"It seems that she is not your grandma either."

Liu Ruiying said.

"That's what you can call older people."

The boy Huang Shan said.

"My mother hired it, so was grandma?" Liu Ruiying asked back.

This is not to cater to this lunatic, but he really didn't think it through...

"Aren't you Onmyoji? Shouldn't you have forgotten it long ago?"

The young man Huang Shan said with a joke on his face.

"There are many things in this world that Onmyoji cannot calculate, such as Onmyoji never calculates his own life, such as whether she is your grandma."

Liu Ruiying said.

The young man Huang Shan thought that Liu Ruiying was right.

He has also met other Onmyojis, but he does not know how to tell fortunes to himself. When talking about other people's affairs, he is very polite, but when he puts it on himself, he is very taboo and does not mention it at all.

It seems that my own affairs are unspeakable, and some even deliberately conceal them.

"What you said is reasonable. Then I can tell you clearly that she is not."

The boy Huang Shan said.

"No matter whether she is your grandma or not, at least what kind of hatred do you have?"

Liu Ruiying said.

He said this not to cooperate with this lunatic, and he said casually the right words.

If this young man Huang Shan had a grudge against him, his "grandma", he would definitely not be so happy after taking revenge.

He was still laughing now, and even after hearing Liu Ruiying's words, he laughed so hard that he couldn't control himself.

After all, these two old women were hired by their families for money. There is no difference between grandma and mother, it is nothing more than how much money it costs.

As for the young man Huang Shan and the two of them, they really don’t have any grudges. At most, they are some small conflicts. If this is not allowed or that is not allowed, then this is the end.

"With the grudge, shouldn't she laugh when she dies?"

The boy Huang Shan asked.

Hate is more urging than love, and can often become the highest goal of life. When great revenge is avenged, this goal is accomplished. Not only will it not feel happy, but it will be even more painful.

Because the person is gone, the hatred still exists, and it will even become more intense, and there will be no object of venting, like a surging river, continuous.

But how could the young man Huang Shan see a slight pain? Even loneliness does not exist.

Liu Ruiying did not tell him these truths, mainly because she felt that the madman might not be able to understand them, so there was no need to say them.

It would be fine if he understood it. If he couldn't understand it, wouldn't he bother him and keep asking?

Liu Ruiying had only two steamed buns in his arms, not a sip of water, nor a pot of wine. When he said the dry mouth in the end, the steamed buns could only choke and could not be used to quench thirst. It was not emotional or reasonable, but it could not be said.

Under such circumstances, Liu Ruiying had to shrugged at him.

Although this young man in Huang Shan killed people without blinking, as long as he did not touch his emotional sensitivity, madness would not occur. It was like a tiger's butt was not inconsistent, but had to be stroked along the hair, otherwise his head would be bitten off in one bite.

"You don't want to know why I killed her?"

Seeing that Liu Ruiying was not going to continue chatting, the boy Huang Shan asked quickly.

"Don't want to know."

Liu Ruiying replied.

Such things are a big and small burden when you know them. They cannot be used as a topic of conversation with friends when drinking, nor can they be used for actual delicious food. What is the point of knowing or not?

"Where are you going?"

The young man Huang Shan continued to ask.

Liu Ruiying suddenly became as proud as gold, which made him very uncomfortable.

A madman rarely meets someone he can talk to. Once he meets him, how can he let him go easily? But he has to be happy and have fun.

"Go to the dangerous state."
To be continued...