The big black dog hiding beside the yard wall listened to the sound of the wind and said, "Hey": "She still remembers me."

Lin Mu turned his head and looked at him, nodded: "Yes."

"She still remembers it." Dahei said again, smacking his lips, "She is really a good person."

The old lady is a very kind person.

When Dahei was still a milk dog, he was abandoned outside the wall of the community by someone in a cardboard box. The milk dogs he had lived with had frozen to death and he was dying himself.

But fortunately, he was picked up by a passing girl, treated and taken care of her carefully, and grew up smoothly, and also became very lucky and enlightened.

That period was the most worry-free day since Dahei had memory.

The girl who picked him up changed from a student to a teacher, got married and had children, and Dahei also reached the age of a dog in a daze.

He did not realize that he had enlightened his spiritual intelligence, nor did he realize his particularity.

There are actually many creatures who have enlightened their spiritual wisdom but do not realize it, and most of them die with setbacks and destiny.

Dahei didn't realize that he thought about spending more time with her and spending more time with her. He kept going through life and couldn't bear to leave.

Later, his master was in danger and lay in the hospital. He was in danger. Dahei was thinking of repaying his life-saving grace. He suddenly woke up. With his talent as a black male dog, he quietly followed a few ghost officers to the underworld and robbed the old lady's soul, but he was captured by the ghost officer for guilt.

Dahei had been struggling underground for more than 60 years, and by chance he became a sperm. When he was released from prison, the old lady had already had gray hair around her knees.

The old lady and her children all became talents and had a successful career. In the end, she decided to stay abroad to start a family and start a business. The old lady had no objection, but she was just unwilling to follow her.

"Do you know that she kept the little clothes she made for me back then, and set up a tablet for me seriously, and regarded the day she woke up from the hospital as my death day. Every year, she would put a bowl of big meat in front of my tablet." Dahei paused after saying that, "I used to scold me for stealing food and even beat me."

Lin Mu glanced at the big black dog next to his feet and said nothing.

"Later someone asked her why she set up a tablet for the dog?" Dahei smacked her lips, "She said: 'It was Dahei who blocked the disaster for me back then. I lived, but Dahei died."

The old lady occasionally talks to people about the gates of hell, the road of the underworld, and the Naihe Bridge on the Forgetful River.

She said that there were many small white flowers growing by the bridge. When it came midnight, the flowers would suddenly burn, burning the sinful lonely ghosts, connecting them into a dark sea of ​​fire on the Forgetful River, and the dark road of the underworld was as bright as day.

After midnight, the flowers were burned, the ashes fell back to the shore, and they grew vibrantly again.

Not many people took this seriously, but Dahei, who was secretly paying attention to the old lady, was very happy.

The old lady still remembers him.

I still remember it.

"She still remembers me and the gates of hell that she walked."

Dahei turned his head and glanced at the place where they were just standing. The basin of Chaomu had been taken into the yard.

"She's deadline is approaching, and I think she should be walking away lively with her family and students, right?"

Lin Mu nodded and said, "You are expressing this in a very tactful way."

"It's certainly tactful to be tactful." Dahei murmured, "If I say you're going to die in person, call your children back quickly. It would be strange if I don't make her angry."

"Actually, there are many other ways," Lin Mu said.

"But this is the secret that only I and her know." Dahei asked, "Don't you think this is romantic?"

forest:"……"

Go to the mouth.

I don't understand you monsters very much.

Dahei didn't think about letting others understand. He just remained silent for a while and said, "She is about to forget me."

"When she dies, she will have to cross Naihe Bridge in less than three days and drink Mengpo soup. She won't remember me." Dahei said in a nagging manner, "Hey, why do human life be so short..."

The big black words stopped after saying this, and looked up at Lin Mu.

Lin Mu also looked down at him.

Dahei opened his mouth and found that he had said the wrong thing again.

"Oh..." He sent out short syllables, then silently picked up his traction rope and handed it to Lin Mu.

Lin Mu took the leash and followed Dahei to the office.

He actually didn't mind what Dahei said, because it was true that so many years have passed since his mother's death, and it is not a scar that cannot be touched.

But after listening to so much today, Lin Mu became a little curious about his father who had never heard of his mother.

Since monsters don’t like to get along with humans, what mentality does his dad and his mom get together? Oh, of course, it may be that he won the bid for a one-night stand. His dear mother cheated his unknown dad or unknown dad and caused his dear mother.

But out of the most basic respect for blood relatives, Lin Mu still agreed that his parents were in love and gave birth to him.

Lin Mu gently pulled the rope in his hand and asked, "Da Hei, is there any way for monsters to check blood ties?"

"Ah?" Dahei turned his head and looked over and said in a low voice, "Yes, but they are only found in very ancient heritages. We wild monsters like us don't know."

Lin Mu nodded in disappointment.

Dahei heard the original meaning in his words - probably to know what kind of monster he was.

But Dahei had no choice but to comfort Linmu in a nagging manner, and when Linmu was about to go back, he gave him a whole bag of seeds from Dawn and Dusk.

"Anyway, you can plant monsters and humans that I know, you are the chosen ones." Dahei stuffed the seeds to Lin Mu and told him, "You plant a circle around your home to defend against demons, demons and evil spirits. As long as the monsters who have done bad things dare to get close to them, they will be burned completely by morning and evening. Every day, when the demons and monsters are the strongest, their effect will be the best."

Lin Mu originally wanted to refuse, but after hearing what Dahei said, he simply accepted it.

I didn’t know there were monsters and monsters before, so those little things that deal with people are naturally enough. Now I know that there are these strange things that are full of magic, so those little things are not enough.

For safety reasons, the relevant forests must be prepared.

Lin Mu had lunch outside and returned home with a pack of seeds in the morning and evening.

As soon as he got home, he evenly sprinkled the pack of seeds from daylight at the foot of his own bamboo fence. Soon after, a small, tender and delicate white flowers were born, hidden in the vines, and occasionally poked their heads shyly with the wind.

Lin Mu moved several pots of bonsai that should be moved back to the indoor and hide in the shade in the scorching sun. After staring at the empty house for a while, he turned to the attic.

The attic was where his mother used to pile up debris, but later it was used to pile up debris.

Now it's a lot of trouble to sort it out.

Especially when dealing with his mother's funeral, Lin Mu was so uncomfortable that he had almost moved nothing at home. He still remains the same. The second floor of his mother's room and studio were often cleaned and did not move at all.

It’s just that some paper things are always difficult to preserve and gradually turn yellow and fade.

Lin Mu spent the whole afternoon tidying up the attic and found three notes and a folder that might be useful in the attic's debris.

He wiped away the dust stained by these booklets, stood in the corridor on the second floor and was silent for a while, and finally turned around and walked into his mother's studio.

The lighting in the studio is very good, and the windows are bright and clean.

The sunset fell in the room, and a beam of light appeared, lifting up some light dust and floating slowly and comfortably, but a dim silence appeared in the blue sky and the sun.

There was a pen box and several stacks of information on the desktop. The bookcase next to it was full of books. There was also a world map posted on the wall, and there were many notes and washed photos on it.

Lin Mu turned on the light and saw a photo pressing under the glass of the desk at a glance.

It was his mother holding a water pipe trying to bathe a Samoyed Samoyed in the dust.

This Samoyed Wood knew that it was raised by my mother's mentor and was called Milk Candy.

Last year, I died at the end of my life.

The tutor has always taken good care of Lin Mu's business and is an old customer. Many customers have been introduced by the teacher.

Lin Mu looked at the photo for a while and suddenly felt that living alone on two floors and a large yard and loft was very lonely. His eyes swept over his mother, who was smiling happily, and decided to go to the pet store in a few days to see if there were any dogs who were in line with each other.

It's better to be Samoyed.

Lin Mu thought of this, just sat down and opened the newly harvested notebook, and put it next to him, and pushed a message of an orange rainstorm warning tonight.

Lin Mu paused, opened the window, and felt the moist and fishy smell of the earth coming from the dim sky. The sky was filled with extremely thick lead-colored clouds, and a few traces of lightning flashed faintly.

It was almost raining.

Lin Mu looked down at the potted plants in the yard that were well served, quickly stuffed his cell phone, ran downstairs, hurriedly moved the potted plants that were impatient to the house, and then carried a few wooden poles and heavy rain cloth from the house, and set up a canopy in the yard.

But Lin Mu's movements were still slower.

The rain curtain poured down without warning, and the raindrops as big as beans hit people's bodies and crackled.

Lin Mu went back to the house and put on a raincoat. He strongly built a canopy for the potted plants in the yard under the rain curtain that almost made people unable to lift their heads.

——But one is still missing.

The raincoat couldn't stand the heavy rain curtain, and it was already soaking inside, and the whole body and face were covered with rain.

Lin Mu took a deep breath and went back to the house to carry a few other wooden poles. He just inserted two rain cloths and wrapped them in. The thin white flowers planted outside the yard made a "cry" sound of flames being polished, and then they started to burn regardless of the rain curtain.

Lin Mu was shocked and vaguely caught the green flame outside in the rain curtain where everything was blurred. He hurriedly took two steps back and suddenly kicked a soft thing on his feet.
Chapter completed!