The girl in front of her had been in the wind and rain for too long and was sick.

Curled up on the bed of Xiaowu, she curled up in a ball after washing the blood from her body, her face painful.

What did she dream about?

What went through?

And what did you do?

Xiaowu didn't care, because she said that she was already a family member.

Her family should always be on her side...... Well, yes!

On the bed, her originally complicated expression gradually faded...... It turned into a kind of nothingness and dead silence, but the strange smile on the corner of his mouth was still the same, and it had left a long-lasting imprint on that face.

Xiaowu grinds the freshly obtained seed directly into powder, and after adding some plants that heal the body, it is boiled in a pot. The heat gradually rose, and after another hour, a dark brown viscous liquid flowed at the bottom of the pot,

Packed in a small bowl, carefully cooled, she poured it into the little girl's mouth.

The awakening of the Rei is not very dangerous, but in some extreme emotions, it can be fatal.

Because the reels were some kind of imprint left by the body long ago, lurking in someone's body, and then quietly leaving after her death. When her offspring are born, they will reappear in her body and never repeat.

"Dead silence, emptiness, blood, death......"

"That guy has woken up and tasted blood. Looking at the front of the room, the originally pale school uniform was stained with blood, and Xiaowu slowly walked out of the house. If it's a family, it's someone who can help her unconditionally. After the awakening, she left too many traces, too ugly, and she had to deal with them.

On the night of the typhoon, a person walked alone, far, far away.

The next morning, the typhoon faded away, and its effects faded away.

The sun was shining down for a long time, dyeing this small shop full of floral scents with a faint layer of gold.

`&

"Wake up, can you tell me your name? ”

"My name is Chu Xiaoyan. ”

......

"This year's No. 1 typhoon Hyacinth has left our province after a few days of rage, today and tomorrow the weather will gradually clear up, the day after tomorrow temperature 35, please do a good job of summer work. ”

"Last night, there was a horrific murder case in the Qingyun Mountain cemetery, and the police revealed that the scene was too weird and cruel. The specific details are still being in-depth in this station. According to the police investigation, a girl is supposed to be missing at the scene and her whereabouts are unknown. In order to maintain public order and create a good atmosphere of socialism, and to ask the general public to actively provide clues, the police have raised the reward to 500,000 yuan. ”

"........." listened to the news boredly, and Xiaowu lazily pounced on the front desk, playing with the mimosa.

Today is Xiaoyan preparing breakfast, and this is also the first time she has made breakfast for herself...... Is this feeling an expectation?

Warm, with some curiosity.

The smell coming from the kitchen made her not feel a little suspicious.

Life is what it is, everything will be a thing of the past.

More or less, become a memory for some.

......

"Yo, Xiaowu, you're still so idle~"

Just when Xiaowu was bored and complained that the smile had robbed her of one of her pleasures, a slightly flirtatious voice came from outside the door. Immediately afterwards, a tall, charming and intellectual woman walked in and leaned lazily against her door.

"Xiaowu, I'm coming to see you, how is it doing? Is business still as bad as before? It must be, after all, Xiaowu is a stupid person, and he doesn't know how to do business at all!"

"It's Qi Meng, why do you have time to come to me today?" Seeing the people walking into the flower shop, Xiaowu smiled and nodded. didn't bother to pay attention to this guy's malicious words, and said jokingly: "Why don't you go to find your little rabbit today, I heard Lan'er say that you are hated by others again a few days ago, and you have been ignored for several days?"

"What do you call that little rabbit of mine, that guy is not an object~!" pouted dissatisfiedly, and Qi Meng didn't want to answer. After all, I played the little rabbit hard last time...... She reached out and picked up the cactus ball with a small white flower next to her and looked at it: "Well, it's very good." Flower demon or something, it's really suitable for this profession. ”

“...... Don't deny my efforts just because I'm a flower demon!" Reaching out and snatching her cactus, Xiaowu glared at her angrily: "Say, what's the matter? If it's okay, you, a pseudo-literary guy, won't come to me!"

"You really know my ......" The soft Qi Meng pointed to his dark eyes and said, "Give me a plate of forgetful grass, I have been suffering from insomnia recently." Some time ago, I played too much, and a lot of work was accumulated. I'm working all night to get rid of them!"

"Got it, got it...... A plate of forget-you-forget grass, Wu Bai yuan per plant, and you will receive 3,000!"

"It's so dark!!Isn't it just a few grasses!I remember that the slopes of Qingqiu are full of ......" Although it was not the first time Qi Meng had heard this sentence, the corners of her mouth twitched every time she heard this price.

Because there are not many monsters in Fenghua City, the two have also met because of certain things.

In order to pretend to be literary and artistic, a guy sometimes stays up late for several days in a row, and over time he suffers from a stubborn insomnia. Although it is not a big problem for Qi Meng, who has already cultivated the art of Tongtian, it is not a way to always have two dark circles under his eyes and sleepy eyes, right?

After inquiring among the monsters for a while, I finally got the news from Lan Xin.

'There is a flower demon in the city that breeds a kind of forgetfulness grass that has a good sleeping effect on foxes...... If you're in a hurry, you can try your luck. Lan Xin, who was drinking coffee at the time, said this.

In short, that's it, and the two who have come and gone have become familiar with each other. Speaking of which, there are a lot of monsters in this city, but there are very few demons who really transform into shapes, and if you can know one, it's not bad~

"Hmm, what are you talking about?" Xiaowu lowered her head and said in a subtle tone.

"No... Nothing ......."

"That's right, do you think it's easy for me to cultivate this kind of thing that is useful to foxes!"

After Qi Meng left, Xiaowu slowly spoke: "Don't say it, it's really easy~"

"It's time to eat. A soft, quiet voice came from the kitchen.

"Here I go, I want two poached eggs!"

"Hmm. ”

......

A week later, in the afternoon

Xiaoyan sat on the chair that Xiaowu added, holding a math book in her hand, and there were some high school books on the table.

During the week, no one noticed that there was an extra person in the little flower shop, as if everything was supposed to be like this.

She was gone, and no trace of her could be found in that world of common sense.

No matter whether it is the surrounding neighbors, school teachers, or household registration files, there is no record of Chu Xiaoyan. Dad is a thing of the past, mom is a thing of the past, and so is school.

Everything is a thing of the past, and it stands to reason that she doesn't have to study anymore.

However, she still went to the city library to borrow books.

If she could, she still hoped that she would be smarter, in that case, would she be able to convince her mother at that time?

......

A bee fluttered briskly, flew in front of the smiling face, and landed on the mimosa in front of him.

Seeing that it touched the mimosa that Xiaowu liked, he was stunned for a moment and thought about it.

Then the ballpoint pen in her hand swiped it, and the bee seemed to have been sucked up of all its life, and became shriveled and broken.

After doing this, Xiaoyan turned around calmly, looked at Xiaowu who hadn't noticed here, and quickly buried the broken bee in the soil where the mimosa grows, pressed it, and destroyed all traces.

......

The street has been cleared, and someone has stepped onto this flower-scented street.

It was emaciated, unfashionably draped in a long coat, and could not be seen male or female.

Standing outside Xiaowu's flower shop, it muttered quietly: "Well, this is it~"

"Buying flowers?"

"No, no, no, I'm here to deliver an invitation. ”

"Give it to me?"

"The ......" It hesitated, and only after seeing Xiaowu coming out of it nodded in a gesture that it reached out of its arms and pulled out an invitation with a black background, about the size of sixteen sheets of paper.

Said slowly: "Well, yes. On June 3rd this year, I look forward to your banquet. ”

Demon Feast: June 3rd

On an ordinary card, the pitch-black shading does not make it clear what the material is.

In her eyes, on the card that should have been pitch black, two gilded characters were clearly printed: Demon Banquet

The small print in the lower right corner reads: Invite the owner of the endless sea of flowers