My name is Yuying, and I am a proud disciple of the Void Dao of Nine Dragon Mountain. I didn't know who I really was until I was nine years old, because I had long since forgotten about it.

And the only thing I haven't forgotten is the man who gave me my name.

I remember that at that time, I had a family, my parents who loved me, and we lived with the people in the village in a thatched hut at the foot of the mountain, living a happy life without fighting poverty with the world.

But that day, an incident occurred that completely shattered the original tranquility and turned the original village into a terrible hell on earth.

It was dusk and it was raining heavily. As usual, the people of the village prepared a delicious dinner. And I was lying by the window, looking out at the scenery.

The rain was pouring down, and the sky was so gray and heavy that it looked like it was about to fall.

In the cold wind blowing in your face, you can smell the aroma of food in the village.

Suddenly there was a thunderclap in the sky, and the wind swept through the cold raindrops and hit me in the face. It prevented me from opening my eyes. My mother came from the house, took me in her arms, and closed the window. But at that moment, I seemed to see a figure, a woman with long hair and white clothes.

At that time, I told my mother, and there were people outside the house. But the mother who opened the window didn't seem to see me, and took me into the house to have a sumptuous dinner with my father. At the dinner table, their smiles were very kind and warm. It's vague.

I don't know why my mother can't see the person, but I can see it.

It was a young woman with long black hair fluttering in the wind. It's beautiful.

She stood in the rain in a daze, her expression a little gloomy, and there was an indescribable sadness on her body. Just like that, I slowly raised my head and looked at the rainy sky.

I remember that day, before I could pick up the chopsticks, there was a scream outside the house. One after another, it makes people's hearts beat. My parents, who had gone out to check on the situation, rushed into the house and hid me in an upside-down bamboo basket covered with things. They told me that I couldn't speak out anyway.

I don't know what's going on, a qiē happened too suddenly. But as soon as I remember they hid me, the door of the house was broken. A group of hideous-looking and ugly-looking monsters, smiling hideously, scrambled in, and pierced my parents in front of me with their long nails dripping red blood.

They collapsed in my red vision, bright red blood pouring out of their torn chests. Facing my mother, she looked at me and smiled. And the powerless monsters scrambled for the blood-red flesh mass that slowly stopped beating in their hands.

It was a nightmare, a nightmare that I will never forget. I hid in the bamboo building in pain, enduring fear and sadness. The blood that splashed in my eyes from the gap flowed out of my tears. It's getting colder, but it burns my heart.

I don't know how long it took, but the rain had stopped. Except for the sound of my breathing, the silence around me was terrifying.

I eventually managed to crawl out of the basket.

The smell in the air made me vomit uncontrollably. The mutilated limbs of the villagers covered the entire village, and it was impossible to tell whether it was rain or the blood of our village people.

In the world in front of me, only I am alive, should I be lucky or sad.

In the end, I escaped.

Life is better than death.

I forgot who I was, and the only thing I remember was to run.

Behind me, bloodthirsty monsters exhaust me. They didn't seem to be going to eat me right away, but chased after me from near and far. I watched as little by little I lost my life, and struggled in despair. I don't know how long I can last, I don't know if I should really give up and die after they gouge out my heart and liver. But, my body told me that I didn't want to die yet.

Perhaps, those monsters have been exhausted by me. They no longer felt that I had any entertainment value, and planned to let me rest in peace in the forest in the middle of the night.

However, I am not reconciled, I am so unwilling. Even though I am no longer conscious, the ** of survival still makes my body move slowly forward mechanically. At that moment, I thought that death had opened its doors to me. But, until I saw her again.

I thought, I was dazzled.

In the dark night, on an old tree, a long-haired woman with a faint glow in the moonlight sat sadly on the thick branches. As if thinking about her thoughts. She is still so beautiful, but confused. It seemed like there was something she never understood.

That woman was the woman I saw in front of the window.

She is all my hope at the moment. I finally couldn't take another step and fell to the ground. Cries for help came from my mouth, but I couldn't hear them.

However, I was not far from her feet. But out of reach.

The monsters reached out to me with their ugliness, but they didn't touch me. In the moonlight, the woman blocked the monster's attack, and her expression was still so dazed. There seems to be too much to not understand.

Since that night, I have followed her and refused to leave.

Wherever she goes, I'm always with me. Because she became the reason for me to live.

At that time, she smiled softly, silly, like a baby.

She always called me: "Little Shadow~~~"

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In the dark, the sound of a drop of water is crisp and pleasant. It was as if there were ripples in my heart.

The cold man stood up, his surroundings were cold and damp, and the cold air seemed to drill down his skin and only into the bone marrow.

Is this Yellow Spring? Why is it so bleak and lonely?

With a sigh, the cold man walked forward slowly. Gradually, there were many more figures in the darkness, ethereal, shuttling back and forth. It's like a market. The cold ice man was in it, and the black shadows moved back and forth around him, like a tourist shopping.

Suddenly, in the crowd, a familiar figure appeared in the eyes of the cold ice man. Let his heart move instantly.

"Girl, is that you?"

Affectionate calling, beating heart. The cold ice man seemed to feel the response of the sky in the boundless despair, and he was very excited.

The figure moved slightly in the crowd, as if it wanted to turn back, but it was only a shallow face. Drifting in the crowd, it suddenly disappeared.

The joy that the cold ice man had just appeared instantly turned into fear and panic. Running anxiously with an empty heart, calling. Chasing that ghost-like figure.

The surrounding scene suddenly turned into smoke and dust, and disappeared. As soon as the space turned, it was as if I had arrived in a ghost domain. Dry bones everywhere, souls all over the sky. And the wisp of figure he was looking for was crouching between the dry bones, as if he was holding an extremely important thing in his hand, wiping it intently. Only a bleak back was left in front of him.

"Girl, go back with me. I will bring you back to the world. ”

Before the outstretched hand could touch it, the wisp disappeared in an instant, but it reappeared one step away from him. Still so focused, so desolate.

Han Bingnan's heart was sour, he knew that he was ashamed of Shangguan Mo, even if he came into the underworld, he would not be able to make up for the harm done to her.

"Girl, I can't expect to ask for your forgiveness. Moreover, I know that the damage I have inflicted on you will not be healed lightly. Even if I die before you to apologize for my sins, it will not be enough. However, I have come this time to take you back and start over. ”

"Girl, maybe you'll never see me again, and I can't forgive myself. I always thought that I wouldn't be emotional to anyone. But until the moment you close your eyes, I know that I was wrong. I can't stand the days of my life without you. ”

"Hehe, I know, I don't know what love is, what is heartbeat. All I know is that all along, I've been watching you go through it day by day. Your every movement, every expression is so familiar to me, so real. I remember your voice and smile. They are deeply ingrained in my mind and gradually change as you grow. So magical, so beautiful. I sometimes think that maybe this is life, it is happiness. Real and bland. Just seeing you every day is enough. ”

"I've never been good at expressing myself, maybe I'm a bad person in your heart. No emotion, no thought. Maybe that's true, but this qiē has changed since I met you. I pay attention to your every move. I will be inexplicably worried, afraid that you will get into trouble and no one will help you. There will also be inexplicable joy because you are happy. For a while, I thought I was sick. This capricious affection made me feel as if I had fallen under some kind of curse, and I couldn't control it. It feels like I'm not even me. ”

"I thought about leaving, but I couldn't. You are like a ray of sunshine that illuminates my life. However, I didn't expect that I would destroy my own sunshine with my own hands. Without you, the whole world becomes cold and dark. ”

"Girl, will you come back? This time, I won't let you get hurt again, and I won't show up in front of you. Just let me silently guard you, okay? ”

A sigh seemed to chill the cold man. The desolate voice came from the bleak figure.

"How many days and nights have I been tossing and turning in this barren land. Extinguishing hope and disfigurement, do you think I can go back like this? ”

One turned, a skeleton in his arms, and looked at him with a sneer.

Under the white sleeves, only the slender fingers of the white bones remained, gently rubbing the skeleton in his arms. Under the thin clothes, there seemed to be only a skeleton left, and a gust of wind blew, and a piece of carrion fell off "bar".

The cold man looked at the woman in front of him in horror, and the face made him unfamiliar.

The facial features under the rotting flesh are terrifying and terrifying: the eyeballs without eyelids are abruptly embedded in the eye sockets, and the rolling eyeballs seem to blame the belated cold ice man. The rotten nose was left with only a stiff nasal bone, revealing two nostrils that seemed to be visible to the brain. And the two rows of smooth and bare teeth, with bright red gums, closed and closed without the cover of lips, encroaching on most of the face.

And in that empty mouth, two words came out that the cold ice man will never forget.

"Uncle!"