The ancient trees are lush and charming in the sun, and a few rays of sunlight fall through the leaves. The woman under the ancient tree, wearing a cyan skirt, with narrow shoulders and a thin appearance.

She stretched out her hand, picked up the stick, and kept drawing something on the ground.

The lines are messy, and outsiders seem to be ordinary scribbles, but she paints them sincerely again and again, her black eyes are staring at the ground tightly, her beautiful and delicate face, and her forehead is covered with fine sweat at the moment.

There was silence, with the occasional cicada chirping, a picture of tranquility.

"Hmph." A cold snort came, and a woman in a pink dress walked over, about fifteen or sixteen years old, and her appearance was also delicate, but she was frowning at the moment. When she saw the woman squatting on the ground, an unknown anger surged up, walked over, and rubbed off all the paintings with her shoes.

"You idiot, what are you painting every day!"

"If it weren't for you, I would have been confined by my father today? In order to take care of you, I can't even go to see Brother Zhu Rong...... Finally, Brother Zhu Rong made an appointment with me......" The woman said more and more angry, raising her foot and wanting to kick it.

She lifted her face and looked at the woman in a daze.

The clear and transparent eyes are dull at the moment, and they look at it in a daze for a long time. Only then did she realize that this person was going to kick herself, and her panicked hind legs tripped over herself, and her back hit the ancient tree. The thin stick in his hand was waved wildly, curled up, and he was afraid of being hurt.

"Xie Weiwei!"

A male voice sounded, Xie Weiwei's face was unnatural, and after seeing that it was Zhu Rong, she quickly withdrew her feet. The delicate voice said, "Brother Zhu Rong, why are you here?" ”

"Xie Weiwei, what are you hurting her!" Zhu Rong strode over, saw the thin and helpless figure, and wanted to help her up. "Cloud Prayer...... Don't be afraid ......"

However, Xie Yunqi seemed to be unable to understand the words, the thin stick in his hand was held tightly, and his knuckles were white.

"Yunqi, Qi'er......" Zhu Rong went to help Xie Yunqi's shoulder, Xie Yunqi's eyes flashed coldly for a moment, and the thin stick slashed, Zhu Rong's side face barely avoided it, but the neck still had a scar, and it was red and hot.

"Brother Zhurong!" Xie Weiwei exclaimed.

Zhu Rong didn't care, reached out and grabbed the thin stick in Xie Yunqi's hand, and then grabbed her shoulder and forcibly made her stand up. "Pray for ...... It's me. ”

Xie Yunqi looked at him blankly, and after a while, his eyes bent and showed a bright smile.

A few rays of sunlight fell on her body, her fair face, her complexion was almost transparent, and her skirt was white, but it was spotless and unusually clean. At this moment, the slender hand grabbed Zhu Rong's sleeve, and the bright smile showed gentleness.

"Qi'er......" Zhu Rong was stunned for a moment, let go of her with some embarrassment, and resumed his original tone. Yun Qi, I bought you ink pens and rice paper, don't you like to draw those things, you can draw them in the house in the future......" He looked at the ground again and said, "Don't draw with thin branches in the future, it's too dangerous." ”

Xie Yunqi looked at her empty hand, her eyes moved to Zhu Rong's neck, looking at the red scars, she tilted her neck, and her innocent gaze seemed to be very dazed.

Zhu Rong touched the scar and smiled heartily. "It's fine, just apply some ointment."

"Brother Zhurong!" Xie Weiwei couldn't get angry, pulled Zhu Rong away, and pointed at Xie Yunqi and said, "She hurt you!" She is a stupid person, she doesn't know this, Brother Zhurong, don't pay attention to her. ”

Xie Yunqi slowly turned his face and looked at Xie Weiwei with a puzzled look. After a while, his eyes were slightly red, his lips moved, he didn't say anything, he couldn't make any sound, he could only bow his head deeply.

"Weiwei, don't say that."

Zhu Rong helped Xie Yunqi to approach the house, leaving Xie Yunqi alone, and stomped his feet fiercely.

"Xie Yunqi!" She gritted her teeth and struck the ancient tree with a punch, which shook and the leaves rustled.

It's all Xie Yunqi.

It was she who took everything!

From the age of six, my father brought the girl from outside, and the girl was fair-skinned and beautiful, and she was deeply liked by the people. But the strange thing is that she has never said a word, and others have been close to each other, and she just looked ahead in a daze, without reacting.

Xie Zhuyuan trapped her inside the house and did not allow her to go out.

Since then, Xie Zhai has one more young lady who does not go out of the door, and the outside world has never known that there is such a person in the Xie family.

Xie Weiwei felt curious, and often sneaked in to look at Xie Yunqi, and over time, she knew that she was born stupid. The reaction is half a beat slow, and he can't speak, can't read, and can't even draw. All day long, I only use a thin stick to draw talismans on the ground, and I can't see what shape it is, but I draw it seriously.

Xie Weiwei inquired about her origin, but Xie Zhuyuan simply said that she was a child entrusted by a friend.

"Mingming...... It's not like that......"

Xie Weiwei clenched her hands, her knuckles turned white, and her body trembled. "Brother Zhurong can only be mine alone."

She regarded Xie Yunqi as her sister, sent her pastries, and even quietly accompanied her every afternoon to watch her draw talismans. But one day, I don't know when it started, Zhu Rong also noticed her.

This gentle and quiet woman, not deeply involved in the world, pure and dusty.

He began to take care of her, rubbing her head gently, and his eyes were fixed on her for a long time, not taking his eyes off her.

"Xie Yunqi, it would be nice if I wasn't there." Xie Weiwei smiled, laughing hideously.

Inside the house, Xie Yunqi opened the rice paper, touched the paper with his fingertips, and looked distracted. She folded the rice paper, tore it into a small square, about a palm's width, held the paper in her hand, and looked at the sun for a long time.

So familiar......

Xie Yunqi ...... You're not going to die......

The cold voice echoed in his ears, and Xie Yunqi shrank his body and covered his ears with his hands reflexively. She frowned as a buzzing sound rang out, a sharp sound that passed through her eardrums and seemed to reach her head directly.

Xie Yunqi ...... You're not going to die......

Xie Yunqi slowly squatted down, and the paper cut on the table, taken by her clothes, all fell to the ground, fluttering, spinning and flying in the air.

Talismans?

Xie Yunqi's eyes widened as he watched all this.

Her mind tingled, and she seemed to see the yellowed rune paper, the runes drawn in red cinnabar...... Complex patterns, she saw a pair of beautiful hands holding the talisman.

However, the buzzing sound is amplified several times! The sting seemed to poke through her mind.

Xie Yunqi covered his ears tightly, curled up, and fell on the cold floor. Her eyes widened, her eyes flushed, and cold sweat kept breaking out. She opened her mouth, and her soft and gentle voice sounded vicissitudes of life at the moment, extremely depressing.

"Ye-kun ......"