Aina, the goddess under the moon, even her hair was dyed silver white under the moonlight, and she was so beautiful that Yimujiang was a little crazy.

Li Yun unexpectedly stretched out his hand to Ayina's face, and the village chief and Yimujiang subconsciously wanted to stop it, and something even more bewildering happened...

The little fluorescent light in Aina's eyes condensed in Li Yun's hand, and gradually became a ball of light.

Li Yun held the little fluorescent light in Aina's eyes in his hand and said softly.

"From now on, your family will no longer have to bear such a heavy fate, nor will you have to be bound by the shackles of the so-called eighteen-year-old lifespan, you can study happily, live, marry, and have children... It is possible to obtain everything that an ordinary person can have as an ordinary person. ”

"You may not understand this, but Aina is the inheritor of the key... Now that the mission is complete, you no longer have to take on the responsibility of the keys, and neither do your descendants. Li Yun put the moonlight taken out of Aina's eyes into the mirror surface of the Kunlun Mirror.

The pale white light is directly integrated into the Kunlun Mirror, which is worth ten pieces in appearance...

At this time, Ayina didn't react, and Yimujiang next to her pointed at Ayina and said in shock: "Aina, you... Your eyes... Your eyes aren't blue anymore..."

Ayina looked at the rough mirror next to her, and the reflection of herself in the mirror was no longer the breathtaking blue, but ordinary brown, no different from other people in the village.

"My eyes... Dao Chief, you..."

When Ayina just reacted and wanted to ask something, she found that Li Yun had disappeared, as if she had never been there.

The three of them didn't see how Li Yun disappeared, just as Ayina didn't find out how Li Yun came before, mysterious and mysterious, without a trace.

Only Aina, whose pupils have returned to normal, is left...

"Aina, how do you feel right now?" the village chief asked cautiously.

"I don't feel anything, it's just that the feeling of weakness just now has disappeared. Ayina moved her lower arms, and was already able to move freely as usual.

The old village chief and Yimu Jiang were not concerned about Li Yun's disappearance, but looked at Ayina, and still had some hope in their hearts, hoping that Ayina could survive this curse.

For this reason, the old village chief could only pray quietly.

"Aina... If... If you can survive... Can you dance with me?" Imujiang plucked up the courage to ask Aina, and said with a blushing face, "I haven't danced with anyone else in the first dance yesterday..."

Ayina looked at the shy Yimujiang, smiled sweetly, pinched his somewhat dark face, and said.

"Well, if I survive, I'll dance with you. ”

"If I survive..."

......

Yimujiang was very nervous, and kept praying in his heart that Ayina could survive smoothly, just like Li Yun said, and be able to ask for the fate that Ayi's family had passed down from generation to generation.

Similarly, the old village chief and the village chief's wife were also at the door of Ayina's house, a little hesitant, and the two waited here, firstly to be able to bury Ayina's body secretly, and secondly, to witness whether the curse had been lifted.

"Are you telling the truth? That Taoist priest has unlocked the curse of the Aina family... This curse has been passed down from generation to generation, and no matter how many doctors, witch doctors, monks, and Taoists have been found, they have not been solved. The village chief's wife looked at the old village chief with some suspicion.

The old village chief's face was also uncertain, so he could only say: "That little Taoist priest looks amazing, maybe he can really cure Ayina's illness and let her survive." ”

"But we've asked a lot of doctors or those exorcists, but none of them worked, I'm afraid this is also a lie... Do you still remember the scene when she died, or we quietly collected her body on the Tianshan Mountain, we have been working hard since our ancestors, but this effort is useless, all we can do is collect her body. The village chief's wife said with a bitter face: "Although I know that you treat Ayina as a granddaughter, but I really can't change it by you..."

The old village chief didn't speak, but prayed quietly in his heart, hoping that a miracle would happen, and Ayina would be able to open the door as usual, come and greet everyone with full spirit, breathe the same air, and dance the same dance...

"Bless..."

However, time passed minute by minute, and the gate still did not open, which made the village chief a little worried...

"Strange, Aina's words... She should have gotten up on time at half past six, why hasn't she gotten up yet..."The village chief looked at the hand on his watch pointing to eight o'clock, and his heart gradually cooled.

It seems that Aina has not escaped the fate of her family, and the so-called living past the age of eighteen is just a deception.

The village chief and the village chief's wife were a little dead, only Imujiang still looked at the door firmly, hoping that the energetic Aina could open the door to greet him...

"Yimujiang, I think we should contact someone to take her away..."The village chief's wife said with some reluctance, she had already picked up a somewhat shabby PHS, and was ready to call the hotline.

"I believe that Ayina will be able to survive it, just like the Taoist priest said..."Imujiang recalled the scene when Li Yun rescued them in the mountain, and he could only pray silently.

As an orphan, she has only Ayina as a relative...

Aina's laughter, Aina's help, Aina's gentleness...

"You must be a god, if you are an immortal, please bless Aina, please let Aina survive, even if I give everything, it doesn't matter, as long as Aina can be well. ”

Just when the village chief's wife was about to contact her directly to collect the body, the door clicked open...

Aina opened the door and lived past the age of eighteen...

The makeup on his face was gone, along with his blue eyes, and his ponytail had become a drifting hair.

Now Ayina is just an ordinary beautiful girl, and the only thing that hasn't changed on her face is that the smile that can warm people's hearts has not changed from beginning to end, warming Yimujiang's heart, just like the rough oil cake that Ayina handed from the window because of the accidental death of her parents five years ago, the delicate and warm smile is as usual.

"Aina," Imujiang muttered, wiping tears from her face.

"Didn't you say you wanted me to dance?" Ayina stretched out her hand and smiled softly, "You have to dance well..."

There was no bonfire, no music, no crowds of people dancing together, and only the happy dance of the two was left between heaven and earth—