"Looking at the blue sky, I wondered, what does it mean to be beautiful? In this world, in my cognition, what everyone calls beautiful is smallpox, which comes from the kingdom of heaven, like immortals."

"Originally, there were three smallpox here, the smallpox angel in spring, the smallpox nirvana in summer, and the smallpox crane in winter. ”

"What? You ask why there is no control of autumn smallpox? That's because autumn is a beautiful season here, it doesn't have the heat of summer, it doesn't have the cold of winter, people think it's gentle. ”

"In the summer, the winter love flowers made by Nirvana bloom in every corner of the city, which will add a touch of coolness to the world, so that this hot summer is not hot. In winter, the summer lotus brought by the water crane spreads warmth. And in the spring, because the angel was spurned, he lost his beauty. ”

"In this world, there is also a kind of existence called the ugly flower, which is extremely ugly, it has five petals, and the flower whiskers hang down like corn whiskers, and the whole body is wrapped in black slime. Is it dark? I've been thinking about this a lot. When it meets people, it seems to know that its appearance will be annoying, and it will actively avoid it, and I don't know what method it uses, so it will always not leave black slime on its body where it passes. ”

"Occasionally, there will be ugly flowers running rampant in the middle of the road, but the army patrolling the city will dispose of them. Adults tell us that ugly flowers are not to be touched, and if they do, they will become ugly, and when they grow up, they will be locked in a cage where there will be no light. ”

"The city doesn't allow ugliness, but there are ugly flowers that can be seen everywhere like grass, and no one will clean them up, and the petite appearance, the black slime on their bodies seems to be their protection. ”

"Looking at the appearance of the ugly flower, I wondered, if its drooping whiskers could "burn" upwards like a fire and remove the mucus from its body, would it still be ugly?

"Gruhill, my name, this year, thirteen years old. When I was ten years old, I saw smallpox for the first time, and it told me that it was called an angel, and that it was beautiful, so beautiful that I could not imagine anything more beautiful, but in the winter three years ago, it suddenly disappeared and never saw it again!"

"Ciel?" said a boy's childish voice below, holding a fork in his hand, which everyone would bring with them when they went out, to prevent the sudden rampant ugly flowers from approaching.

"Zhiqiao?" Hill stood up and waved at the boy with the steel fork in his hand. His name is Yonzi Zhiqiao, Yonzi is the surname of the nobles, and Gru is known to everyone as the ugly form, because of the relationship between the ugly flowers, the surnames of those poor people are all called ugly!

"Haha, you're really here!" Seeing Hill, Zhiqiao ran over, and the ugly flowers on the road gave way. "I went to your house to look for you just now, and my aunt said that you were not there, I thought you would be here, so I came over!"

"Hehe~" Hill squinted and smiled, looking at Zhiqiao scratching the back of his head, stupid, and so cute.

Mizi Zhiqiao looked at Hill's smiling appearance, his face was slightly red, and he didn't dare to look directly, so he turned his head away, and said in a shy voice, "That, it's not too early, I'll send you back first!"

"Hmm!" Gruhill nodded deeply twice, took Zhiqiao's small hand and said, "Let's go!" "Yonako Zhiqiao, a little boy, as big as me, looked up at the sky, Hill couldn't help but think of smallpox again, angel.

Tall buildings, ornate decorations, this huge palace-like building is where the ceilings are located.

"Hurry up, bastards!" this is a place where smallpox can live, and it is guarded twenty-four hours a day. There is a rule that every child who has just turned 10 years old must hand over a certain amount of money in the family to see smallpox, and if anyone is found to have a child who has just turned 10 years old but does not come to see smallpox, he will be treated as ugly and put in prison.

"I beg you, can you let me take a look at Nirvana-sama, I beg you, please!" the woman, kneeling on the ground and pleading, had a half-circle of rice on his right wrist. This word is left by Nirvana, and it will not be eliminated in the rest of your life.

"Hurry up and get out of here, woman, you can only see you once a day, and if you don't leave, I'll press you into an ugly prison!" The guard was very disgusted by the woman's behavior, and after speaking, he did not forget to spit out a mouthful of saliva.

"I'm beautiful, I have half a circle of Nirvana, you can't press me into an ugly prison!" the woman retorted. The guard looked at the woman with disdain, and his eyes were full of disgust: "Cut, half a circle? Only one circle will not be pressed into the ugly prison!

The woman seemed to be crazy and wanted to force herself inside. Without hesitation, the guard locked the steel fork around the woman's throat and pressed her to the ground.

Subsequently, several guards who were guarding on the side also stepped forward to capture the woman: "Crush her like an ugly worker!"

"My lord, I am beautiful, I can't go into the ugly prison, I can't go into the ugly prison!" the woman struggled desperately, but no matter how much she did, her strength was not as strong as that of a man, and no matter how much she struggled, it was just useless!

Is it beautiful? It seems to be a very important thing here! The rice character mark is the trace of the flower of Nirvana, he is the most noble one in the smallpox, but he only brings one trace of the rice character to others every year, and if you want to have more traces, you have to go through some special means.

Anyone with a trace of the word rice on his wrist will be regarded as noble and beautiful. This trace, by the people here, believes that the more the better, and the more the noble.

"Who?"

"What? Oh, I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Yang Yuxi, here, I should call myself a spiritual priest!" The soft blue light burned on the man's hand like a flame.

"Lord Lingshi, contemptible people have eyes and don't know Mount Tai, please forgive me!"

The spiritualist is powerful here, and the more powerful the spiritual, even if there is not a single trace of smallpox on his body, he is still noble.

They possess some special abilities that are known as fairy powers. Every spiritual priest will be enshrined like a god!

"Get out of here, ugly thing!" said a couple of little boys, beating an ugly flower with a stick by the river. The ugly flower dodged back and forth, but it was not as fierce as the three children's fierce attack, and the grassroots tripped over something and tumbled into the river!

"Deserve it!hahaha..."After falling into the river, the ugly flower swelled instantly, and then turned into a puddle of sewage and flowed away with the current. Strangely, after the collapse of the ugly flower, it emitted a strange fragrance. However, the children ignored the scent and laughed at the ugly flowers that fell into the river.

"Zhiqiao, you slow down, I can't keep up!" In the middle of the path, Zhiqiao pulled Hill and ran out, and Hill followed behind Zhiqiao, his body tilted slightly, and he was about to fall!

"Ahh

"Do you smell it?"

"Really! over there!" In the direction Ciel pointed, the three little boys laughed heartily, holding the stick in their hands, not knowing what they were doing! Zhi Qiao walked over with some curiosity and waved his hand at the three children.

"Zhiqiao, where have you been, we have been looking for you for a long time?" the boy in yellow saw Zhiqiao, dropped the wooden stick in his hand and walked over.

"Ah, you bastard, why are you playing with the ugly Gru surname, be careful that you're ugly too!" said the boy in the blue coat. Hill listened to the boy's words, and ducked behind Zhiqiao with some fear.

"Hey, Gruhill, please stay away from our Mizi Zhiqiao boss, get out of here!" waved his hand, and the third boy in red flower clothes kept disturbing Hill with the long stick in his hand.

"Stop!" Zhi Qiao snatched the wooden stick, glared at the boy angrily, and said, "Mi Zicai, don't go too far." ”

"What? I'm too much? It's too much for you to be with ugly people, don't insult our Yonzi surname!" said that, Mi Zicai rolled up his sleeves and fought with Zhiqiao.

"Enough! Stop!" Hill couldn't stand it, the girl's heart was originally more mature than the boy, and Hill was a little kinder than ordinary children, and it was natural to feel sad when he saw Zhiqiao fighting for himself.

"Cut, ugly man, get out of here!" the boy in the yellow coat nudged Ciel, who was a little too strong and Scheer staggered and fell backwards.

This world, ugly people, has nothing to do with appearance, only the smallpox is beautiful, on his hands, there is only a white gold-edged rectangular pattern, that is angelic, three smallpox, each with a different color, representing a different degree of nobility. The angel is white, but with a golden outline, and the shape is rectangular, which is very simple!

The ugly flower ran out from behind Hill, looking at its leaves, it was trembling, was it afraid of something? For some reason, Hill clearly saw that the ugly flower ran out from behind, and his body trembled for a while before he recovered, "Is it afraid that I will press it, or is it afraid that it will touch me?"

It ran towards the boy in yellow, who had snatched the stick from Hill and landed on the river. "Don't come here, get out of here! Get out of here!" the ugly flower is weak, but the whole country is afraid of it. "The ugliness of ugly flowers is contagious", I don't know who imprinted this concept deeply in everyone's mind.

The ugly flower jumps, but it is only the height of a boy's foot. As the boy retreated, he tripped over a stone and sat on the ground, kicking his legs and feet in an attempt to stop the ugly flower from approaching!

"Hey!" Just as the boy thought he was going to be infected, one of the guards seized the ugly flower, pressed it to the ground, and pushed it into the river. The scene reappears again.

"Is this the scent!is it from the ugly flowers?" Ciel, looking at the ugly flowers that had fallen into the river and collapsed, he froze. At this time, at the age of thirteen, she couldn't help but think, "Is the ugly flower really ugly? Can the most beautiful smallpox in the world spread this fragrance?"

The gorgeous place is called the Temple of Nirvana, but the poor place is called the Angel Town! Why do you take angels as poverty? No one knows.

"Is this world really beautiful?" Standing upstairs, Hill sat next to Zhiqiao and whispered. The sky, night falls, countless lights in the city are lit, and the poor can only live on the edge of the city. And this city is a basin, in the middle of a giant pit.

Strangely, no one will attack this place, because once they enter this range, they will be affected by smallpox and retract their murderous intentions.

"What, what's wrong with this world?" asked Yonako Chijo, looking at Ciel. It seems that Grushhir's question is a bit profound, and for some reason, at the age of thirteen, she would ask such a question.

"The scent of the ugly flower is even sweeter and sweeter than the scent of smallpox and the angels. Zhiqiao, Mizi Zhiqiao, do you know why?" Looking at Zhiqiao, Hill rested his head on his knees, and this day, he seemed to be a little tired.

"Ugly flower, is that smell?" Thinking back to the dusk, the fragrance that suddenly wafted out, Zhi Qiao was a little intoxicated. Stroking Ciel's colored hair, his eyes were a little gentle.

"That's?" a blue light flashed, illuminating the entire city. "It's a meteor, Ciel, it's a meteor, hurry up and make a wish!"

"Meteor?" Looking at the sky, the blue light fell into the distance, Hill quickly stood up, his feet slipped, and he almost fell from the upstairs, but fortunately he was supported by Zhiqiao. In the direction of the blue light cluster, Hill made a gesture of prayer, closed his eyes, and said in his heart, "Meteor, can you tell me, ugly flower, is it really ugly?"

"Ciel, what wish do you have?" asked Zhiqiao, shaking his head in front of Ciel's eyes. Hill chuckled and said, "I won't tell you!" After saying that, Hill just pulled his legs and ran away!

"Nothing is ugly, only the human heart is ugly!"

"Whew~"

"Is it a dream?" Hill sat up sharply, the sky still bright, and the harsh sunlight shining through the window. "Will the autumn sun be so strong?" stretched out his hand and felt the warmth of the sun. "It's like the summer sun!"

"No... Ugly thing?" Glaushir cleared himself up a little, patting his fleshy little face.

"Ciel, hurry down, the meal is ready!" a kind voice came from downstairs. Suddenly, the frowning Hill sobered up a little, quickly put on his clothes, and ran downstairs as if he were flying. "Ciel is here!"

"That's not going to work!" The curly-haired woman is Hill's mother, and she is in Hill's heart, and she is the most beautiful in the world.

Gru Lian Ming, mother's name, she is very kind, she is the kindest person in the world, in my opinion, she is more beautiful than smallpox. However, his mother did not have smallpox marks, and Hill was worried that his mother would be troubled by others.

"Hill is clean, mom look at Hill's hands!" said Hill happily as he stretched out his little hand. Grulian squeezed Hill's little hand, pretended to check it, and then nodded with satisfaction, "Well, today's Hill is cleaner than yesterday!"

Hill smiled, couldn't hide the smugness in his heart, picked up the oil cake and ate it.

"Poof! It's finally out!" the man in black linen robe poked his head out of the water, crawled to the shore with all his strength, and the ugly flowers avoided one after another, and knocked on the door he knew under the strange eyes of the people around him, and then fainted......