"Whew~~"

'Run!'

The wind was howling, but the girl was running against it.

Blood, bright red blood stained the peaceful town, and one person after another fell in front of her.

They are madmen, they are executioners, they kill people when they see them!

'Everyone is here?' This is a group of strangely dressed people, they are wearing hats and hats, and they can't see clearly: 'Is there still a living mouth in the last of the sixteen families?'

'No!' Suddenly, someone noticed something: 'One is missing, one is missing!'

'That little girl is gone!'

'Karma!Karma~'

Strange birdsong resounded in the sky, countless strange black crows with six eyes soared into the air, and in the shadows, a little girl fled in fear barefoot in the ruined alleys. Blood splattered, fires filled the sky, and the whole town burned, and her parents, older siblings, and the servants of the house, and the friends who usually played together, all of them, were killed by them!

She had countless ways to escape, so she could only try her best to hide herself, she fled into a dilapidated temple, the beams had fallen, the Buddha statue had collapsed, and the ground was full of burning red charcoal, but the girl had no choice, she could only endure the severe pain and step into it.

This place has burned out, but the girl doesn't know if it will burn again, but she has no choice, not because hiding here is the best choice, but because the people behind her are chasing too closely, so she can only hide here.

Can you hide from it, just look at the will of God...

She got under the burned Buddha statue, and no matter what the sound was outside, no matter how loud the smoke was, no matter how big the fire, she hid inside, and didn't look outside.

Half a day has passed...

The girl didn't know if she could live, maybe she would be wrong when she entered this temple, she would be killed by smoke, burned to death, or even crushed by the collapsed Buddha statue, but she was so scared, she was so scared that she didn't have her mind at all, she could only find a place to drill and find a place to hide.

Gradually, she became more and more thirsty and hungry, but she didn't want to go out, afraid that if she went out, she would be found by those people and killed.

Hide, keep hiding!

Because they may not be gone ...

It was dark, it was bright again, and then it was dark again.

In the dark, the girl's breath became weaker and weaker, she was afraid of death, but she was not afraid.

'Mother, father, brother, sister ... ’

There is also a white dog that rubs her trouser leg affectionately, which is a birthday present from her mother, and it is a very precious beast.

Maybe at that time, the girl thought that if she could die here, she could be with her family and the cute little Komachi forever, but she thought of them again, the group of murderers, and the light of survival in the girl's eyes became brighter and brighter: 'I want to live, I want to take revenge!'

Blood debt and blood repayment!

For five days and five nights, the girl persevered for five days and five nights, until the dawn of the sixth day, when one hand lifted the bottom of the altar of the Buddha statue.

'Is anyone still alive?'

It was a terrible mask like a demon, but in the eyes of the girl, it was so kind, because he, not them.

Skinny hands took the girl out of it, and the old man took out a bottle of potion containing vitality: 'Hungry, come... ’

'The old man is called Mask Weng,' and seeing the girl trembling as she took the potion, Mask Weng asked, 'What's your name?'

The girl didn't speak, she turned her head to the Buddha statue with all her might, it was a Bodhisattva, the very familiar Guanyin Bodhisattva, I saw the girl turn the bottle upside down, pour half of the life elixir in front of the Bodhisattva statue, and then drank the rest of the elixir: 'I... ’

'Bodhisattva girl!'

"Tuk!"

The deer was filled with water and struck the stone bowl, making a 'knock' sound to expel the birds.

It's just the dead of night, and there's nothing to expel ...

This is a quaint wooden house, the courtyard is not small, very quiet, the stone lamp emits dim candlelight, the flying stones on the ground are looming, but it is with a little eerie atmosphere, and in the first spacious Japanese-style house in this small courtyard, a dignified mature woman about thirty years old, the charm is still there is a dignified mature woman kneeling on the tatami mat on the ground, she is facing the double-open bamboo door on the side, and the tea whisk in her hand is quickly stirring and striking in the tea bowl.

She is the mistress of this mansion, but the owner of this house has been dead for a long time, so she is now the owner of this house.

Suddenly, a figure walked through the cloister outside the door.

"Stop. ”

The woman picked up the tea bowl and turned it around elegantly, and at this time, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl sat in front of her, the girl was very beautiful, with a long straight black black, dressed in a black old Japanese sailor's school uniform, and she was holding a huge rice ball in her arms, and her mouth was bulging.

How to say it, if you just look at the back, a hundred people see it, and a hundred people think she is a beauty.

So what about looking at the front?

If she doesn't eat, 100 people will see it, and 10,000 people will think she is beautiful.

So, how about the girl who is eating?

Needless to say, if Qin Xuan was here, he would first recognize the clothes on the girl's body in surprise, and blurted out the sentence 'Are you in love with the Enma in cos?', and then it was, this girl is so beautiful.

"Mummmm... ”

"簌簌~~"

One was eating big rice balls there, and the other was drinking tea calmly here, and the time passed minute by minute, and the girl had already eaten dozens of big rice balls, and there was no stock in Sumeru, so she got up and prepared to go to the kitchen.

It was also at this time that the woman spoke: "Baiquan, school is about to start." ”

"Hmm. ”

The girl turned her back to her and nodded, the woman slowly closed her eyes and continued to taste the matcha soup: "Last time, the family affair is dead." ”

"Hmm. ”

It was still the same simple answer, the woman opened her eyes slightly, looked at the girl, and said, "After you find a new one, I will give you a withdrawal from school." ”

This time, the girl was silent for a while, but finally walked out: "Hmm. ”

Baiquan is about to start school, and in the world of demon painters, Baiquan Academy is the pioneer of Qin Moshan's school system, and it is also the first demon painter academy in the world.

The melodious erhu sound sounded in the courtyard, the birds landed on the plum trees in the courtyard, as well as on the roofs and walls, more and more birds fell, and they sometimes soared and sometimes circled with the sound of this music. This is a short-haired young man wearing a snow-white Tang costume and combing long braids, he looks no more than twenty years old, but his hair is all white.

However, he hasn't sung for a long time, and now Hua Bu is silent, at most he is pulling erhu in his free time.

"Alright, the song is over, birds, it's time to go home. ”

After a song, Hua Buyu leaned on the recliner with his legs crossed, and enjoyed the warm sunshine with his eyes closed, but suddenly, the door was pushed open, and a girl wearing a student uniform of the Republic of China wiped her tears and broke in: "Grandpa Hua... ”

"It's Xiao Xueling, it scared me. Hua Buyu put the erhu on the stone table next to him, then got up and said: "My family's door, you have kicked it open and kicked it since I was a child, you must know that its age can be your father's grandfather." ”

"Don't tell me about my dad!"

Qing Xueling choked up, sat down in the vacant place of the recliner angrily, and didn't care about the flower beside her, but said, "That old madman!"

"What's wrong?"

Hua Buyu is too familiar with this girl, so she naturally knows what she is crying about, but it is her family's family matter, and he has no reason to interfere, so he can only sigh with emotion: "Why are you quarreling again?"

"He actually asked me to drop out of school and go home," Qing Xueling said angrily, "What kind of broken shop does the ghost want to inherit from him!"

"So," Hua Buyu smiled and said, "You ran to Grandpa Hua to take refuge again?"

"Don't give it?"

"Give to give, how can you not give it," Qing Xueling's barbaric attitude did not make Hua Buyu unhappy, on the contrary, for this girl who grew up watching from a young age, Hua Buyu is very loved, don't look at Hua Buyu's young appearance, in fact, his heart has long been old, now, his wish is to watch Qing Xueling grow up, and then make a high hall at her wedding: "Your father's side, Grandpa Hua will help you say, what age is it, who wants to inherit that kind of store, isn't it?"

"That's right, such an old musical instrument shop," Qing Xueling pouted, "I don't want to waste my time in that kind of place, I want to become a powerful demon painter, get out of here!"

"Are you leaving?" Hua Buyu smiled: "Then you Hua Grandpa's high hall, does it still count?"

"Of course it counts," hearing these festive things, Qing Xueling burst into tears and laughed, and only when Hua Buyu was here, she could feel at ease, only to see the girl grab Hua Buyu's white braid and shake it in her hand: "I just don't invite my dad to invite Grandpa Hua, when the time comes, Grandpa Hua, you will sit in the highest seat, and we will kowtow to you!"

"No, no, no, just bow, just bow. ”

Hua Buyu cleaned up the very old erhu, then patted Qing Xueling's head and said, "Let's go, I'll help you persuade your father." ”

"Hehe," Qing Xueling's purpose was this, she happily hugged Hua Buyu's arm, and said with a smile: "You can scold him later, what age is it, and he is still so domineering, that old stubborn!"

At the beginning of the school year, apprentices from all over the world are preparing for the new semester.

You know, the demon painter also has summer homework, and it is no less than the summer vacation homework of Blue Star students.

"Empty Xuan?"

"I'm here," this is a young man of eighteen or nineteen, he wears glasses, holds an ancient book written in an unknown language, and is looking at it intently: "Is there something wrong with the third uncle?"

The person who came in was a guest at the Snow Dome Pavilion auction, Tang Sanye.

"You're still reading here," Tang Sanye picked up his cane, then shook it and said, "Don't look at it, let's go, the third uncle will take you out to play." ”

"A high-end clubhouse?"

"Of course!"

Tang Kongxuan shook his head and continued to read: "I'm not interested, you can go by yourself." ”

"Hey, don't, the third uncle is specially taking you out to see the world!"

"Baiquan is about to start school, and I have to make some preparations. ”

"Tsk, you're about to graduate," Tang Sanye: "With your strength, you can go anywhere you want, right?"

"I'm leaving, Shanhailiao is also going to be handed over," Shanhailiao is like the Baiquan student union, with great power, and Tang Kongxuan is the head of Shanhailiao, that is, the student president: "And Principal Bai explained some things to me." ”

"Oh?"

Tang Sanye asked curiously, "That old-timer, what are you looking for?"

"Help her in Baiquan Academy," Tang Kongxuan lowered his head and continued to read: "Take care of her grandson... ”