On the cold platform, a red fairy robe was dyed with blood. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info she stood there blankly, looking at Zhu Xian who had cut off his head, and slowly fell like ashes.

Suddenly, she looked up at them, and the flowers on the other side of the quenching rebirth suddenly climbed up her forehead. I saw that when she raised the Zhuxian Sword in her hand, the vast bell of Cangshan suddenly rang, and the living beings screamed sadly~

She said, "I wish I had never stepped into this earthly world."

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Six years ago.

The old man said: The outside world is very chaotic, tell me not to run around. If you leave the valley, you will never come back.

I tilted my head and sat on the stone bench on the side, looking at the bright and dusty sky, and lazily replied to his words: "Don't worry, old man, you are not dead, I will definitely not go out of the valley." ”

Because I don't have any family except the old man.

My background is so simple that I can say it easily. But a wooden basin, a river, drifted me down in the middle of a cold winter night sixteen years ago, and landed in the river channel in the valley.

When the old man thought back to that night, he only thought that I could survive because God was blind and distracted, otherwise I would have died on such a cold day.

Because of my background, the old man lazily chose a simple name for me, calling me "Ah Leng".

I thought it would be nice to have a name, so I accepted it with peace of mind. It's just a name, maybe it doesn't matter what it's called.

For as long as I can remember, the old man has been an out-and-out weird old man.

He likes to grow herbs, catch small animals, and then raise them for nothing, and finally feed them to death with his poison.

He also likes to hide in his house and dissect the corpses that have fallen from the rivers upstream, studying the stories that may have happened to them during their lifetimes, and then talking to himself, happy and sad.

In the rivers in the valley, there are often unknown dead bodies, men and women, old and young. Just like I was back then, I suddenly appeared during the day or late at night.

I often wonder if I had been a dead baby, would I have been dragged around like this by the old man?

The answer is yes, the old man always did.

The old man took me in because he was so lonely. And I was the only one who came to him alive.

"Stinky girl!" The old man crossed his hands on his waist, and his white beard was blown high by the wind.

The last moment, he still seemed to be angry. Suddenly, his face changed, and he laughed like a wild cat that had stolen a fishy one: "You didn't find it, you ...... Poisoned? ”

I looked at a flock of sparrows that suddenly flew by in the sky, and I just thought the scenery was beautiful. At that moment, a lump of bird droppings fell from the sky and landed right on my forehead.

I frowned, got up, walked up to the old man, lifted his wide sleeves, and wiped the bird droppings off my forehead.

The action was smooth, and when it was finished, he gave him a roll of the eyes: "Old man, have you made enough trouble?" I've been playing this game for more than ten years, and I'm crooked if you're not tired of it. ”

The old man was very naughty and very aggrieved. His face darkened, and he said to himself, "Yes, it's been sixteen years. ”

"Hey, you stinky girl. Sure enough, it was ungrateful. The girl of the white-eyed wolf taught the apprentice to starve to death of the master. He even wiped bird feces on me, quickly compensated me for my clothes, and compensated me for a person who can have fun. ”

The old man was always so nervous and slow to react.

Two people, in an unknown valley, depend on each other. It stands to reason that there are no surprises. This kind of silence may last until I am as old as an old man.

But......

When I was about to go to the river to rub it casually and take a bath with the old man's clothes, which I had wiped with bird droppings, a muffled thunder suddenly came, and I hurried ashore, wet.

In the air, there was a fishy smell, which was different from the previous ones, and it was so abnormal that it made people feel sick. I turned my head and saw a large wave of floating corpses.

The face was blurred, the flesh was blurred, the arms and limbs were severed, and it was the most spectacular scene I had seen in the past sixteen years.

Suddenly there were so many strangers...... Well, no, it's so many corpses.

As the future successor of this valley~ Yes, when the master is dead, every grass and tree here will be mine. Naturally, I have to get used to these intruders, and I have to be frank with them.

With small steps, I slowly put on my half-worn clothes and walked towards the group of corpses on the river.

The river is clear, but there are no small fry in sight. The blood-red water spread out from the middle of the corpses, and it became thicker and thicker. Closer, you can see more clearly.

Before the old man found out that they had dissected them, he had to investigate them first.

It's supposed to be a group of people, because the clothes are the same. Although it is broken, it can be seen.

The same black coat and a golden belt. Even the hair seems to be the same jade bundle. If you don't look at the appearance, you can really mistake it for multiple people of the same style. Even the figure is about the same.

While he was looking, he stuffed a ginger grass leaf into his nose. In this way, the fishy smell can be ignored.

"This dagger seems good. You can keep the cut turnips. ”

"This belt is also complete, it's good for the old man."

"Hey, this jade belt seems to be interesting, but neither the old man nor I need to tie our hair. Anyway, keep it for now. ”

I was like a girl picking up garbage, happily bouncing and walking around among the corpses.

That's right, otherwise you think there is nothing to be in this valley, and what do the old man and I wear for a living? You can't be naked!

Death is nothing but an afterthought. After the dust is over, I can't feel anything. Rather than leaving these things outside the body and corpses to rot into the ground, it is better to use them for the living, isn't it?

"Save ......" suddenly grabbed by something on his ankle.

Soft hot, tight. Like thunder and lightning, it went from my feet to my head. It really feels like this thunder has hit the top. I slowly lowered my eyes and looked towards my feet.

In the crowd of corpses, a blood-red hand grabbed my ankle fiercely.

In the direction of my hand, I searched for its owner. It turned out to be a man whose face was blurred by flesh and blood.

He was floating in the crowd of corpses on the river, looking up at the sky, like a dying struggle, and even, like a return to the light. I thought he was dead.

This may, perhaps, just be a delusion on my part.

I haven't seen anyone else in a long time, right...... Living.

However, the ankle was scratched and painful. This reminds me that he really is a living person!

The corners of his mouth were chapped and white, moving slightly, maybe he had no strength, and he snorted for a long time. It wasn't until midnight that I heard what he wanted to say.

He said, "Save him!"

When the old man came, he saw the corpses on the river, laughed and danced, and dragged the corpses like a madman. I knew he was going to bring them into that house. The old man hadn't been in there for a long time.

But the devil sent the gods, when the old man was about to touch the man at my feet. I leaned over and dragged him out of Master's clutches: "Old man, he is mine!" ”