The sky was always gloomy, the cold wind swept through the depressed ancient road, and the people selling cloth and silk by the road did not know where to go, only to see the coarse cloth dyed half blood red and half white fluttering in the wind, and the white dye in the dye vat accidentally sprinkled a piece of red at some point, and it was spreading......

The surroundings were terrifyingly quiet, with occasional faint ** sounds and beggars with festering faces with their capes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Ye'er shivered in the thief's arms, "woo" snorted twice, his face rubbed desperately in the thief's arms, the thief looked at the kid in his arms who had rarely cried since birth, only to see that the kid grabbed his collar tightly, his big watery eyes were full of tears, swirling but not falling, the frown slightly wrinkled and staring made the thief feel extremely distressed.

"Things are always like this, when you need it most, what is hard to find, just like now......" Shao Si Ming sighed lightly: "Where to find an open medical hall to save Ye'er, I heard that this haunted incident caused many dying people to rush into various medical halls, and as a result, the witch doctors either died with those people, or were forced to close the door, for fear of being possessed by ghosts." "Is it really demon-possessed?" Could it be some kind of disease......" The thief subconsciously hugged Ye'er in his arms tighter. Shao Siming said with a puzzled face: "But, even if it is a disease, how can a group of people suffer from the same, and it seems that people who come into contact with each other will be like being possessed by ghosts, and they are easily implicated." "It's weird, indeed." The thief was thoughtful, paused, and as if he suddenly remembered something, he hurriedly said: "By the way, this place is not far from Miss Qianyu's residence, why don't you ask her to help you get some medicine for Ye'er." Unexpectedly, the moment the word "Qianyu" was spoken, Shao Siming's whole face changed, and he could still think of Qianyu for the thief, and Shao Siming's whole person felt uncomfortable.

The thief saw Shao Si's reaction, and said helplessly: "But it's a helpless move, I'm just worried about Ye'er, that's all, believe me." Shao Si Ming was stunned for a moment, stared at the thief, shook his head suddenly, and smiled: "I'm really, thinking about something." As he spoke, he continued walking, and the thief stepped forward to hold Shao Si Ming's hand tightly, looked back and smiled, and pulled Shao Si Ming towards Qianyu's residence together.

Along the way, Shao Si Ming couldn't help but be a little worried about Ye'er's situation, but every time he saw the thief's down-to-earth smiling face, he felt relieved, as if everything could turn evil into good.

A few years ago, he had not appeared in her life, she walked aimlessly in a burst of loss, the only goal was to become stronger, she had never had the warm childhood that ordinary children said, along the way, the scenery beside the road was also full of sadness, what kind of beauty is luxury, so I don't know when I became disheartened and became indifferent on the outside.

When she was very young, in her memory, the most peaceful days were probably behind a tree by the Butterfly Creek silently watching the child who shone into the first ray of sunshine in her life, silently watching the thief and Duanmu Rong frolicking by the Butterfly Creek, and soon went back to the dark and cold corner to be accompanied by loneliness, for many years.

But at that time, she knew that the little ghost of the thief was no better than her, how embarrassed, a feeling of being a wild child at the end of the world, obviously panicked, obviously not knowing what would happen tomorrow, laughing today and lonely tomorrow, and finally destined to walk alone in the depression of the floating road, cold and warm self-knowledge, living a life of contrasting today and tomorrow, experiencing too many things and people, laughing at the present in a dazed and uneasy. Every time she thinks of him, she has complicated feelings, when she thinks of him, she will be inexplicably relieved, remembering that he and Duanmu Rong can still have a happy childhood memory, and then thinking about herself, she can't help but be disheartened.

Is it destined that my whole life will be lost...... She once thought like this, smiled so bitterly, and the feeling of "injustice" had long been worn away with time, and finally even sighed into silence. Gradually, I don't know when, she will no longer wander by the butterfly stream, the loneliness of the year, has turned into a dream of smoke and dust, she is more and more unaware of what she was staring at behind the tree, is it more gratifying, or can't help but be more lonely in comparison......

Walking alone and forgetting the butterfly stream, the most shallow spring of the year. The road is gloomy with flying flotsam, how can I look back on the Shaohua year......

After that, Yueyi, the master, walked into her world, but he was not the kind of person who stole his feet after all, maybe he had walked with the thief on the same road, but in the end he couldn't return together, he walked away on a road that was too divergent, and the figure completely dumped her...... Perhaps, he had been like this from the beginning, and he had already set foot on that fork in the road long before he knew her, but she had always thought that he would be another thief.

"I, born as a person of the Yin and Yang family, and died as a ghost of the Yin and Yang family, no one can shake my heart, this will be my only destination in this life, I will not betray in this life, I will always stay here, even if I send away countless people because of this, so that those who have walked in my world will become passers-by completely. Those who stand in the way of the Yin and Yang family will be killed. She had said this coldly with duplicity. The Yin and Yang family are all hypocrites, with a high-sounding appearance and a secret arrow hurts people, if I don't die today, the heart of the Yin and Yang family will be hard to die, and those who block me will die! The way the blood of the Sun Moon Instrument trickled down from the top of her head and slid down her face became a deep scar in her heart, and the indifference and hatred in her eyes made her fear for a long time. Perhaps it was because of an unnecessary guilt that she easily forgave the person who died 10,000 times was not enough.

The colder the wind blew her trance and woke up her trance-like thoughts, the dark clouds dispersed, and the slanting sun hung on the horizon.

Staring at the person beside him, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Thief...... No, husband...... Thank you ......."

In the blink of an eye, Butterfly Creek has drifted away from whose nightmares......

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