MTL - Midnight Offering: Hades’s Little Pet-Chapter 293 Coconuts outside the world: the past of the mask organization

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Eh?

I looked at the old man in surprise and never expected that he would say so.

Does n’t it mean that people are getting old, will they be more dependent on their families and relatives? Then why didn't he go back?

Rong Yijie's performance at that time was completely a performance of missing her husband's wife, but why he didn't want to go back and look at her?

And say "Don't wait for him anymore"?

"Old man, do you have anything to hide?" I glanced at Rong Yan on the small bed, seeing that he was not awakened, relieved, and asked softly.

He lifted his eyelids and gave me a slight glance. The murky eyes were full of bitterness and perseverance.

But he still didn't speak, which made me anxious.

"She misses you so much. I went back to her hometown to meet her last time." I continued to follow the temptation and wanted the old man to go back.

Of course, I also know that the war of twenty years ago was won by the old man and the mask organization led by him. In other words, he was regarded as the hero of the exorcism circle in the sun.

What had happened so that he did not want to go back to Menjie Village, did not want to stay with his wife, and chose to wander outside?

"Twenty years ago ..."

I also want to bring back some of his memories, and by the way want to thank him for helping at the time. But before I finished speaking, the old man interrupted and waved at me.

"Twenty years ago? Oh, that's all over."

He gave me a deep look, the emotions in his eyes were extremely complicated, with pain and remorse, but in his eyes, there was still a flash of light supporting him.

"Twenty years ago, I'm afraid you don't know the truth, little girl?"

the truth?

These two words opened my eyes. What truth could be in that war? Is it that someone deliberately framed the world, and wanted the exorcist divisions in the exorcism circle to be in despair? So using some means to summon the evil spirit from **** to the sun?

The fear in my heart can't help rising when I just make up my mind.

If only the evil spirits caused by the fluctuations of the yin and yang circles fled, it would be better to say that if it was a conspiracy and someone had deliberately resorted to tricks, it would be really scary!

The war has only been in the past 20 years. If the original culprit is still alive, in case his ambitions have not been dissipated, he still wants to do wrong ...

I didn't dare to think about it anymore, and I was so confused.

Now that the two worlds of yin and yang have returned to balance, I have seen too many tragic pasts between yang and yin, and I really don't want to let the tragedy happen again.

The old man seemed to see my sorrow, smiled, and easily said to me: "Child, don't worry, you won't repeat the mistake."

"A large part of the reason evil spirits appeared in the first place was because of our negligence."

He slumped in his seat, reached for the tea cup on the table, and the tea inside was still warm.

Compared to me and his first meeting, he is no longer crazy, at this time he is like a normal person.

negligence?

I frowned, wondering. What does the war two decades ago have to do with their negligence?

"The people in our organization, except me, are all descendants of Rongshi." He was silent for a while, and finally spoke.

The descendants of Yung's? So they are the same as me? To put it more aptly, maybe they have such a blood relationship with me?

Although far away, the ancestors are all a family!

Rong's responsibility for guarding the ghost gate, I can't understand it, plus the old witch in her old home, Rong Yiyu is also a surname.

Is there any relationship between the two?

The old man sighed again and stopped talking. I watched Yaner tossing and turning on the bed as if he was about to wake up. I walked over, hugged him gently, and patted his back.

"Nothing, you will know about this sooner or later, it is better to tell you now."

He rested his hands on his knees, as if remembering something, and slowly spoke.

"I am the captain of the Hidden Team. I am mainly responsible for guarding the ghost gate to prevent the ghost from sneaking out of the underworld. Except for me, my men are all from the Rong family, and the Rong family have guarded the ghost door for generations. Down the rules. "

"However, as time goes by, more and more descendants of Rongshi choose to move outside Menjie Village and live in a big city. There are fewer and fewer descendants of Rongshi who stay in Menjie Village."

"Twenty years ago, I was catching up with violent fluctuations in the yin and yang circles, and the hidden team had a surprisingly small number of guards. In order to prevent the ghost door from opening and too many ghosts scattered to the sun, I proposed to edit the team's name Exorcist. "

Ah, I understand.

To put it plainly, it is to invite foreign aid and borrow manpower from other families. This will make it easier to keep the ghost door. Is this really a good suggestion? Any questions?

"Then what? I think the proposal is great."

"It's a good ghost." The old man leaned back slightly, changed his sitting position, his eyes blurred, and immersed in the memories.

"Child, do you think all exorcists are good people? Are all exorcist families decent? No ?!"

I froze and watched him spitting and roaring there.

"I shouldn't, I shouldn't, there's no one who came in to review."

"You mean, there are people who have deliberate intentions mixed into the hidden team?" The first thing I thought of was this possibility, otherwise what would the old man regret there?

"Your head is turning fast."

He nodded, believing that I was saying this.

"It's true that someone with bad intentions got into our hidden team. My negligence failed to catch him quickly. They were very obedient and loyal on the surface, but they were secretly making **** sticks for me. Teammates create conflict. "

"Twenty years ago, if they did not stir up the war, it would be easier to end it, instead of letting the whole exorcism circle suffer great vitality and even causing the entire Ding family to be destroyed."

He sighed sadly and shook his head.

"I wasted a lot of effort, cleared the portal, and brought a small group of teammates unaffected by the betrayer to the rescue, but it was too late at that time."

"Not too late, not too late."

I looked at him seriously: "If you didn't arrive in time, maybe even the Anjia, Mojia and even other families would have to lose more lives in it."

He gave me a grateful look, and said guiltly, "Child, you don't need to comfort me."

"Hidden team was entrusted to me by the old lady, and I not only failed to grow this organization well, but finally made the whole team fall apart."

When he said that, I clearly understood the reason why he did not want to go back.

Elderly, I am afraid that I am ashamed of my wife.

For Rong Yijie, Rong's people should be her relatives, and the old man in front of her is her favorite person, and he must be very clear.

Therefore, Rong Yiyu entrusted the descendants of Rongshi to the old man to manage and lead, and continued to exercise the tasks left over from his ancestors.

Hidden team disbanded, he must be ashamed, so I felt shameless to go back to see Rong Yiyu.

Rong Yan twisted in my arms, opened his eyes, and looked around in confusion. The fleshy little hand rubbed the corner of his eye, yawned, and said milkily: "My dear, I Drink water. "

I stuffed a bottle of warm water on his side.

His voice successfully attracted the attention of the homeless old man. I changed Rong Yan's posture and hugged it in my arms.

"Hidden teams are bound to dissolve, it's just a matter of time."

I stared at him: "Now that the society is developing so rapidly, there will be fewer and fewer people who continue to inherit the family business. Perhaps the mission left by the ancestors will be followed, but forced by society, many people will choose to move forward with the times . "

"People want to eat, sleep, and live, all of which require money, and everyone has to take responsibility for their own lives, rather than let those ancestors who have already died in their hands."

Rong Yan stared at his two round eyes and looked at the old man, just like a curious baby.

"My family chose to move to the city. Both parents have their own jobs. I graduated. When the teahouse opens, my work and life will begin."

"The old witch will definitely not blame you, you go back quickly."

"Haha."

The old man burst out laughing, covering his mouth with his rough hands, and smiling: "You call her an old witch."

"Otherwise? She was originally a psychic in Menjie Village."

"Oh--"

He replied blandly, then tickled his lips with a bitter smile: "It turned out that she has become a psychic."

The meaning in this sentence makes my nose sore.

The homeless old man has been away for so many years. It seems that he has never really returned. He did not even know that Rong Yifang became a psychic.

"Go back quickly. Now that the town's ghost order has returned, there will be no fluctuations in the yin and yang circles. Of course, the gate of the ghost does not need to be guarded, and the family will give the family a headache.

"You have done too much for the two circles. It's time to rest."

Rong Yan held his pacifier in his mouth, blinked his eyes, and grabbed my clothes without making a noise.

I got up from my seat and bowed deeply to the old man, expressing my respect and thanks to him.

At the same time, thank him for reminding me at the entrance of the playground.

When I looked up, I saw the old man sitting in a chair, already tearful, and covered his face with both hands. I didn't hear him cry, but I could see his trembling jaw.

...

He said that he would return to Menjie Village, and I was very satisfied with this answer.

This is the best ending.

Rong Yiyi asked me to finish my work. After I sent the old man away, the little guy took out his pacifier and yelled, "Mother, who is he ?!"

I touched his little head and smiled, "He is a great, great grandfather."

"But he is so ragged."

"You can't look beautiful, Yaner ..."

I glanced at the invitation placed at the corner of the table and opened it.

The very beautiful Juanxiu typeface appeared on the paper, and I recognized it at a glance.

It says that we invited our family of three to the engagement ceremony. The time-

Just on the third of next month.