The light faded, she opened her eyes, and was surprised to find that she was actually standing on a bridge, the blue and white sky was foggy, and it was raining lightly, and the black bricks and tiles in the distance were lined up, and a black figure ran close to the bridge in the distance only to find that it was a child who was not up to his waist, he was wearing a hood on his head, although his clothes were worn out but neatly repaired, he didn't know what to hold tightly in his little hands, he ran very quickly, but he was extremely careful to protect the things in his arms, and soon the scenery teleported, The child ran into a ruined temple in the wilderness and shouted, "Master, Master, I have bought the medicine back!" ”

The temple can barely shelter from the rain, but it can't withstand the cold wind, there is a bonfire burning in the center of the room, and there are dishes and other items neatly placed next to it, and there is a person meditating quietly under the ruined Buddha seat, it is Minghui.

He looked extremely pale, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. But the expression was as serene as ever. But he could feel that he had been tense and engrossed in perceiving the feng shui grass movements around him, and when the child stepped into a short distance, his ears moved slightly, and Qinghui's eyes flashed with a trace of determination.

"Master, Master, are you all right? Don't be scared! The child who claimed to be a cherished child ran over in a panic when he saw Minghui's face, and almost planted a heel under his feet, Minghui reached out to help him and smiled: "What are you doing so recklessly, you don't have an umbrella when you see it, change your clothes and dry them, don't catch a cold." ”

"Master, don't worry, Xi'er's body is very strong! I'll make you medicine right away! He wiped his hands and wiped the sweat from Minghui's forehead, and hurriedly ran to the side and began to decoct the medicine before changing his wet clothes.

A white mist rose in the room, and Minghui quietly watched the busy children, but her eyes were as deep as the abyss.

Huang Mo was depressed when he looked at it, his face was already showing the ashes of ordinary people, one hand slowly turned the Buddha beads, and the other hand was secretly hidden in his sleeve and pinched into a fist. In order not to let Xi'er see it, only when he is busy, he can not suppress his trembling body.

Needless to say, anyone with a discerning eye can see that his days are numbered. This mouthful of medicinal soup is afraid that it can only temporarily hang his life.

"Master's medicine is cured!" Xi'er was busy for a long time, and finally boiled the medicinal soup well, and there were black impurities floating on the medicinal soup, which could stretch the bitter taste to the point that it was astringent and difficult to enter the throat. I once ate poisonous fruit because I was anxious and greedy for cultivation, and I was pinched by my master and poured a bowl of Chinese medicine, and from then on, I never dared to have any crooked and evil thoughts. Minghui took it, his face did not change and he drank not a drop, he wiped the stains from the corners of his mouth, and smiled gently: "Fortunately, I am sorry for you." ”

Xi'er pulled Minghui's clothes and said, "Master, can you close your eyes?" ”

“…… Do you want the master to find you again? ”

"No-hey, Master, you just listen to Xi'er's words, okay~" Xi'er rarely showed a coquettish look, pulling Minghui's sleeve and looking at him with blank eyes.

Minghui pretended to be helpless and closed her eyes: "Okay, then you can hide it quickly, I'll start counting." ”

Xi'er saw Minghui close her eyes, exhaled softly, and finally took out the hand that had been tightly hidden behind her back, he spread out the palm of his hand, on which was a pinched crumpled piece of paper wrapped in something, Xi'er tiptoed off the paper, reluctantly licked the paper, hid it in his sleeve, and then took advantage of Minghui to count the tawny thing into his mouth.

Minghui opened her eyes, and a glimmer of light flashed in her dark eyes.

"You ......"

"This is the bud candy given to me by the owner of the pharmacy, I think Master must be very uncomfortable after drinking such a bitter medicine, so I want to honor Master, does Master like it?"

"......" Minghui was speechless for a long time, he squirmed his Adam's apple, nodded slightly, held Xi'er in his arms, stroked his forehead, looked at Xi'er, his dark eyes were gentle and gentle, as if there were a thousand words, hidden in the sadness behind the smile.

At night, the moonlight is like soup, and the shadows of the beautiful trees enter the hall from the broken door, and the silent phantom is silent in the silent moonlight. He sat motionless, with a sleeping Xi'er on his knees.

His expression was filled with incomprehensible sorrow, and I saw that he had been holding a cyan wooden sword tightly in his hand, and his paper-thin back trembled slightly, sobbing silently, and there was a little despair.

"Master, what should I do, I can't hold on anymore."

Huang Mo's heart was shocked.

The scenery in front of me became blurry, the fog faded, and everything returned to its original place.

She came back to her senses, not knowing what to say. The biggest shock to Huang Mo was not his experience, but the cyan dagger, if she guessed correctly, it was made by the Thunder Qing Tree that had been quenched into the five poisons after ten thousand thunderbolts, and finally engraved with a charm. In the war between gods and demons, in order to resist the attack of the demon world, the human world gathered the power of ten thousand people through the guidance of the oracle, and forged the spell, and the human beings created this thing, so that it could survive in the war in which everything withered. And this Lei Qing is from Shu Mountain.

But this thunder is harmless to people, but it is enough to kill the monster.

The cause and effect of the gathering made Huang Mo unable to speak for a while.

"That kid ......"

The giant tree nodded and said, "That's right, he's a half-demon." ”

Huang Mo took a breath, and when they entered his chain of memories, he could see that something was wrong, Xi'er had been wearing a hat to cover his ears, and it was not until he changed his clothes that his ears and nails were revealed.

"So how did you become like this? What about the kids? Huang Mo asked in a low voice.

Minghui was silent for a long time, as light as the wind: "He's already dead." ”

“……”

He added, "It's me...... Killed him. ”

Once upon a time, the village of Nanwu.

Before dawn, almost all the people in the village

They all stood on the edge of a small pond, they stared closely at a pig cage made of bamboo placed on the embankment, their expressions were solemn and serious, not how shocking this pig cage was, but a girl in white clothes was stuffed inside. The girl is not very old, she looks like she is fourteen or fifteen years old, and it is the period when she is like a flower. At this moment, she was rudely tied hands and feet and fainted in the pig cage.

The leader held a torch, and soothed the two old men who were kneeling next to the pig cage and crying silently: "Uncle Ming, mother-in-law, don't cry, just forgive us, this is also a helpless thing...... Alas, this miserable baby is also a sin, don't be too sad when you are old......"

"It's so offrageous! This Mei'er is too, such a good girl, why is she so indecent? If it weren't for her big belly, who would know whose seed she was pregnant! ”

"Mei'er is really, how can I not say who the father of the child is! This glans son who has been stabbed a thousand times doesn't dare to stand up and admit it until now! ”

"I don't think Mei'er knows anything, I guess it's a fool outside the village, that crazy, who can guarantee that something will happen......"

The old man who knelt on both sides cried and cried, and was pulled aside by the village chief, sighing: "Take advantage of the dawn, hurry up!" Don't anger the Dragon King! ”

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