"You ......" Ming Luoqi's teeth trembled when he was lying on the ground, and his eyes looked at the man in black, and he said for a long time:

"Let her go... I'm a skin... If you take it, it's ......"

The man in black laughed when he heard this, and when Mingluo was about to lose his breath, the black-clothed man stopped laughing, looked at Mingluo's cheek carefully and said: "You have rough skin and thick flesh, who is willing to want it, but your face is okay, I can peel it off and exchange it for some silver taels, and I should add to it." ”

Mingluo's ears had long been unable to hear the sound, and his pupils were slowly dilating, except for the blur in front of him, he could only see a black shadow, and a silver-white object that refracted the moonlight was slowly approaching.

Suddenly, Mingluo only felt a chill in his chin, and then the coolness went down his left cheek to his forehead, and then came down from the other side of his forehead, passed through his right cheek, and finally returned to his chin.

Then, a few warm fingers touched his cheek, gentle as a lover.

"Squeak..."

Under the cold moonlight, there was a strange sound that made the scalp tingle, it was the tearing sound of skin peeling off.

"Ahhh!!h The sharp pain in his cheek made Mingluo scream.

"Ula"

Like tearing a piece of cloth, the man in black tore something from Mingluo's face and kicked Mingluo down.

Slowly carrying the corpse of Ziyu, before leaving, the man in black muttered:

"Idiot."

The rustle of the wind passed through the field, and with the sound of the wind, several black shadows flew out from all corners of the village, following the man in black.

Mingluo's eyes are long gone, and his ears are hazy, only his skin can still sense the direction of the wind, as well as the heart-rending pain on his body and face.

The cold wind passed by, and Mingluo's mind recalled her timid appearance when she first met Ziyu. In his mouth, he read his last sigh in this world.

"Subfish... I'm looking for you..."

And when it was pitch black in front of him, a white shadow flashed in front of his eyes.

'What's wrong?' I... I don't even have eyes, how can I still see? A thought flashed through Mingluo's mind.

"Rustle... Rustle..."

The tingling sound of his scalp was approaching his head.

'Who! Who's there! Mingluo shouted in alarm.

'Young man. The silver reappeared, and at last in the darkness she took the form of an old woman, who carried a bamboo basket in her hand, a cloth garment, and gray hair, tied in a round bun with red rope and square cloth behind her head.

'Why... So remorseful? The old woman's withered lips spat out a hoarse voice.

'My beloved has affected a village, if I had known, I wouldn't have ended up like this......,' Mingluo sighed.

'What if the old body gives you another chance?' The old woman smiled.

'What... What the? Ming Luo raised his head and looked at the old woman, his lips trembled spasmodically, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

'Since you regret it, the old body will give you a chance to start over, do you want to grasp it?' ’

'If the mother-in-law can give the boy another chance, the boy will... will definitely take her ...... 'Mingluo's tears flowed down, looking at the snow-white old woman, but she refused to close her eyes.

Then it's decided, the old body gives you this opportunity, cherish it. The old woman smiled, and the flesh on her face was folded.

'Mother-in-law... You're not joking...... are you're asking,' Mingluo asked tremblingly.

The old woman didn't reply, but just smiled, and turned into a white shadow and left.

"Rustle..."

The scalp-tingling sound gradually left Mingluo's ears, and Mingluo's mind fell silent again......

"Chirp, tweet"

By the time a ray of early morning sunlight shone through the hole in the window on Mingluo's cheeks, it was already hour.

Mingluo opened his eyes in his sleep, only to find that his eyes were sticky and blurry.

"Hiss..." subconsciously sniffed his nose, and Mingluo found that his nose was also blocked.

Squinting his eyes, Mingluo raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, and then looked at his hand and found that it was full of wet marks.

Sitting up, there was a strange feeling on both sides of the nose bone, and Mingluo raised his hand to wipe it, only to find that two cold tears had slipped down.

"Whew..."Breathing heavily, Mingluo took out a piece of paper and a brush from the pillow, and the ink didn't bother to grind, so he put it in his mouth and put some saliva in it, and then put it on the paper again.

But after staying for a long time, his eyes rolled countless rounds, Mingluo still couldn't remember why there were tears on his face, and what dreams moved him.

After another half an hour, Mingluo sighed, the tip of the pen fell, and a line of words was written on the paper.

For some reason, I woke up this morning with tears in my eyes. ’

That's it, Mingluo folded the paper, and at first it was going to be stuffed into the place where the book was specially put down, but after thinking about it for a while, he still threw it out along the window, because such a rough handwritten book, it really doesn't mean much to keep.

"Squeak~"

The door was pushed open by a hand, and Mingluo followed the sound, only to see a little girl jumping into the room like a lark, with a pot of stewed fish in her hand.

"I ate the rest of last night, I'll go to Uncle Qin's house to warm it up for you, eat it!" The girl smiled sweetly at Mingluo.

"You..."Mingluo blinked, and said stunnedly, "You are... Who? ”

Ziyu blinked, looking at Mingluo's non-joking expression, and the smile on his face slowly disappeared.

“…… Huh? ”

Stepping on the soft mountain soil, Mu Ying's feet were full of energy, and with a strong jump, he went to the top of another mountain.

"There, that's probably the location on this map." Mu Ying took out the map in her hand and compared it to the mountains and rivers in front of her.

"The topography of the mountains and rivers here is no different from the one depicted on the map, so it should be." Ying Sulong leaned under a pine tree, shading the sun with one hand, looking into the distance.

"Huh? What is that? Mu Ying's eyes squinted, and she suddenly caught a glimpse of a large snow-white patch swimming in the air not far away.

"Youkai? It doesn't seem to be. Ying Sulong also looked towards the place Mu Ying was pointing to.

"Let's go, let's see." Mu Ying's body was vertical, jumping down from the top of the mountain like a peng.

Seeing this, Ying Sulong also followed, kicked her jade legs, and the whole person pierced through the air like an arrow.

In the empty valley, the sun is slanting, and the shadows reflected by the millions of trees are like eyelashes that make the river in the valley into a clear eye, and the two figures are passing side by side on this eye, stepping on a series of ripples, like a little tear in the clear eye.

As soon as the sweeping figure stopped, Mu Ying stopped in front of the snow-white thing flying in the wind.

Ying Sulong also stopped with him, looking at the large roll of white.

"It's... Paper? Ying Sulong looked at Mu Ying suspiciously.

"Well, that's right." Mu Ying nodded, and with a quick move, a piece of paper broke away from the wind and landed in his palm.

"I don't know why, I woke up this morning with tears in my eyes......?" Mu Ying thought to the end, and there was a little strangeness in her tone.

"This is the diary?"

"Who would be so bored to write a diary and throw it here." Ying Sulong glanced at the piece of paper in Mu Ying's palm, and reached out again, attracting a piece to fall into her palm.

Ying Sulong opened the folded paper, only to see that the content on the paper was no different from the one in Mu Ying's hand.

"For some reason, when I woke up this morning, my eyes were full of tears......