After living in this small bamboo garden for more than half a month, I found that the miser is a person with a story.

For example, he likes to make some weird knick-knacks, big-faced jewelry, costumes, all kinds of wigs, masks, and most importantly, he likes to fiddle with some water paint.

I really can't understand why a big man likes to play with the things that the sister-in-law only plays?

Could it be—

I thought of a possible reason, which must be - a miser, with a man's skin, but a little girl's pure and beautiful heart.

Although I have pity for him, how a good man can live like a girl's family, but I also understand, people have their own aspirations, and different people have different stories in their hearts.

Just like moonlight falling on the water, there will be different light and shadow when viewed from the surface of the water and from below. Although it's still the same moonshine, the same water.

But I felt as if he didn't need my mercy.

Because—

His arrogance and determination.

I can often see him alone, under the misty moon, like a man who has lost the most important thing, depressed, desperate, and as cold as the moonlight, babbling and singing about the drama that can only be found in the opera garden.

The third brother of the goose once held a banquet, and he also caught the opera troupe from the mortal world to come to Qingtou Mountain to sing, and I also heard a few scenes, which I thought were very interesting.

But the mortal dramas I heard before couldn't compare to the loneliness and sorrow of this miser, which touched people's hearts.

A smile and a smile are all flowers, and a frown and a condensation are all sad.

The voice is sometimes low and graceful, sometimes sad and pathetic.

I don't know what kind of person can sing like this.

And in such a scene, there must be a sad past.

However, the moment I learned his story, I wanted to kill him with my sword!

"This is Sister Rainbow's Phantom Wing!!" In the sandalwood box treasured by the miser, I saw a pair of butterfly wings that were as colorful as illusions, as bright as glasses!

And that familiar breath, familiar feeling, made me tremble!

It's Sister Rainbow's Phantom Wing! You can't go wrong!

What's the name of that miser? What did he say his name before...... Ye Qin.

Yes, the person that Sister Caidie likes, and the person who killed Sister Caidie in the end, isn't that what it's called?

It's a pity that I didn't recognize him, but it's a pity that I've been friends with him for so long!

"Why?!" I confronted him face to face with the sandalwood box.

He looked at me holding the sandalwood box, and his cold face flashed with violence! "Bring it!"

Under his violent gaze, I trembled, but I still had the courage to step forward, Bai Xiaoxiao, you can't cowardice, can't cowardice!

"I don't!" Even though his eyes were terrifying at the moment, I couldn't back down!

Sister White Fox's wish in this life is to avenge Sister Caidie! And now that I've finally found the murderer, how can I let him go?!

"Why did you kill Sister Caidie!"

But my words seemed to infuriate him completely!

"Poof!" With a bang, the sharp sword light rose towards me, easily slashed my hand, dodged the sandalwood box, and then carefully closed the lid, put it on the table, and immediately looked at me with a violent sword.

His eyes were full of coldness and strangeness.

Because I didn't check for a while, I was so angry that he cut my hand!

This bad guy!

Bully Sister Rainbow Butterfly!

And deceive me!

Big Bad!

Big liar!

Twisting the sword and coming forward, I also turned into my original form and fought with him!

I was huge, two heads taller than him, and I condescendingly slapped him on the face, trying to get him out of the way!

And he's taking advantage of this gap to hit me again!

How can I let him succeed? A more violent attack on him, of course!

A claw landed on his body, and the bones were immediately visible!

This catch is for Sister Caidie!

Another claw to the chest!

This is for Sister White Fox!

His attacks were also extremely violent, and I seemed to poke at his pain points, and he attacked me like a madman.

I also have a lot of colors on my body.

But it's nothing.

Compared to Sister Caidie, who died tragically at his hands, this is nothing!