This time, I saw some information from Junmi.

The girl's name is "Ying", there is only one word, and it seems that the woman in the bed has taken it. The woman was very sick, and she didn't have anything to eat to fill her stomach, she was weak and weak, and sometimes she lay there and thought she was dead.

However, every time a woman shouts "Ying", her voice is very sharp, and it is the only sound that can be heard, so Xiang Junmei deduces that the name must have been obtained by a woman, otherwise she would not be so excited. As for the girl coming to her after the name was called, what the woman told her to do, nine times out of ten, she couldn't hear or understand it. The voice was too quiet, except for the "Ying" who tried his best, as if he was separating a woman's life by saying superfluous words.

Xiang Chunmei felt a little puzzled, the woman's attitude towards Ying was not good, indifferent, and she just asked Ying if she had anything to eat. There is nothing in the whole house, but there are always housework orders Ying to do, and most of the things they do are meaningless.

It doesn't look like a mother and daughter, but like a stranger living together. However, Ying is very good to her mother, no matter what the woman asks her to do, she will immediately come down, work hard, and her hands and feet are also very quick.

There are no ups and downs in a poor life, and Ying tries her best to find food every day, and Xiang Junmi follows her far away for some sour fruits, or cakes that have been thrown on the ground by people who have gone bad. Ying is always very rare about these, and Xiang Chunmei didn't care about them at first, but later when she saw that it was difficult to find even these, she was a little anxious.

There are no sour fruits and rotten cakes, what should Ying eat? Xiang Chunmei, the visitor, was anxious, she looked around, the mountains in the distance were green, and the land near was barren, with no people and no food.

She was so anxious, but Ying didn't react much. She walked all the way home, fed her mother what little fruit was left, and then went to the back of the haystack to see the black gas.

Ying was not stingy at all when facing that black gas. She secretly raises black qi, and she can't find anything to eat, and she will divide half of her share. Xiang Chunmei looked at her generosity and was anxious about what she would eat for her next meal.

However, when she saw the black qi, her heart was also a little turbulent, and the idea of speculation had been horizontal, and she would inevitably think of Baili Jialie when she looked at the black qi, and she would always be soft-hearted. The last time I came to see it was at night, when the black gas and the night were merged, and she could only see an outline.

This time, I could see clearly through the light of the sky, and the black gas actually had a pair of eyes. Xiang Chunmei thought that if Ying saw those eyes, she should be a little scared, after all, the black gas was a little weird when she thought about it like this. But Ying didn't have any fear at all, she always smiled and said a lot to Heiqi.

After looking closely, she realized that Ying didn't seem to see those eyes. She wondered, was she the only one who could see?

She entered this world by mistake, and she can only see this as a bystander, even if everything in front of her is inextricably linked to her, but no one in this world can see her. How could she be the only one who could see the black eyes? It really puzzled her.

However, Ying is very smart, and she may not be able to see that the black gas is not ordinary. Xiang Chunmei thought that even if she knew that there was a problem with the black gas now, she would definitely not bring it up. There were only her and her mother within a few miles, and her mother was seriously ill and didn't care so much about her

Heart, she's too lonely alone. It doesn't feel good to be alone, no matter what it is, as long as there is something that can accompany her, she will welcome it.

Hei Qi was treated as a pet by her, and life was already very difficult, and the girl couldn't live so much if she couldn't enjoy herself. Xiang Chunmei comprehended a little, and her gaze at the girl softened.

She has never been a person who bows to fate easily, not a thousand years ago, and not a thousand years later.

Hei Qi is very dependent on Ying, obviously it is a lump of black cotton, but it is like a pet, relying on Ying to accompany it, pestering and refusing to let go. Ying walked out of the haystack, listened carefully, and saw that her mother did not call, so she happily lay down on the haystack with black qi in her arms, her eyebrows and eyes crooked.

The haystack was stirred by her movements, and the grass was flying with debris flying in a flutter, and the girl closed her eyes and was disgraced, and she was playing with the black gas. Xiang Chunmei looked a little distracted.

Ying is still childish, no different from children of the same age, she loves to play and make trouble, and she is not sad because she can't eat. She has an optimistic and lively personality, and it is hard to imagine how she can pass the boredom without the company of black energy.

Xiang Chunmei thought of this, and felt that the existence of this black qi was really good. Ying has been able to hold on to the present, and the black gas also has a credit, and every little hope in life is the dawn, and the black gas is undoubtedly Ying's salvation. It gives her an interest in the world, a lessening of her pain in life, and sometimes a small giveaway.

And the vitality of this black gas is also very strong, and the food that Ying gave it has not been eaten for a meal, and the black gas has also been raised by her and has become much fuller. Looking at Chunmei, she felt that it was marshmallow essence.

As soon as she thought that this ball of marshmallow might be Baili Kalie, she felt a little cute, and she couldn't help but want to touch it. She had never seen Baili Jialie's real body, but she didn't expect him to be like this before he turned into a demon king transformation human form thousands of years ago, and it was a little cute.

Xiang Chunmei stared at the black group, and saw that its eyes were dark and followed Ying, but Ying didn't know that she was being stared at. This one was a bit dramatic, and Xiang Chunmei felt that she had some god perspective, and she smiled silently.

Coming here this time, Xiang Chunmei obviously didn't panic before. Although she still didn't know why, what was the purpose of letting her see this, but she was also very curious about the story of a thousand years ago, so she didn't ask so much and concentrated on the story in front of her.

What's more, she is very serious now, and she seems to empathize with Ying's life, worried that Ying has nothing to eat, worried that someone will bully this orphan and widow, and worried that there will be any natural and man-made disasters to hit this already difficult home.

Sometimes Xiang Chunmei can't figure out why it is here if Heiqi has a demon background. Xiang Chunmei didn't know the story of Baili Jialie thousands of years ago, and she didn't know what happened to the demons at that time, so she didn't know anything about it. If you can get help from the demons, maybe you can make Ying's life better.

But she didn't dare to speculate at will, after all, the story hadn't been read yet, and the black gas was staying here, so there must be something hidden.

Xiang Chunmei watched Ying's life for several days in a row, and it was very monotonous. I'm not looking for food, or I'm playing with black gas. Ying's mentality is indeed very good, Xiang Chunmei is a little ashamed, she has no self-pity for such a poor life. Although there were times when she was sad, she quickly relieved herself.

Xiang Chunmei found that Ying Danfan was a little unhappy, and he would run to find the black gas, as if he was a pistachio to relieve his boredom.

A few days later, Xiang Chunmei was standing behind the haystack and looking at the black gas, and always felt that this little black marshmallow had recently grown a little bigger, and Ming Mingying hadn't found anything to eat to feed recently, but this little black dumpling had grown up by itself. She was pondering when footsteps sounded behind her.

She was not surprised, knowing that there was only Ying here, and no one else would appear, so there was no need to worry, so she slowly turned around, and the girl was walking this way with her head down.

Although Xiang Junmi knew that Ying would not bump into her, she still got out of the way and did not block the road. Ying approached, and Xiang Chunmei saw her face, stunned for a moment, and forgot to retreat.

Ying brushed her shoulder, unnoticed.

This is the first time in so long that Xiang Junmi has seen such a sad expression on the girl's face, her brows are furrowed, her fingers are biting in her mouth, probably thinking about things, and she is a little absent-minded. The tails of his eyes were a little red, his trembling eyelashes seemed to be suppressing pain, and the whole person seemed to have been poured with a basin of cold water, wilting.

Xiang Chunmei couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?" ”

Apparently Ying would not answer her, only a silence. Xiang Junmi looked back at the room and felt that she had just missed something, but after a while, Ying suddenly became so depressed and sad.

She was vaguely aware that something was going on, and it might affect the rest of the story.

Ying's sadness made her feel a little low, after so many days, in addition to being a bystander, she was more like a person who lived with Ying, she knew everything about the girl, and felt like her friend. Therefore, when she saw Ying like this, she wanted to comfort her.

Ying squatted down and touched the head of the black group: "I have to get out of here." ”

Xiang Chunmei frowned when she heard this, and the doubts in her eyes were the same as those in the eyes of the black group.

Ying sighed: "My mother is dead, there is nothing to eat at home, and there is nothing to eat nearby." If I don't leave here, I'll starve to death. ”

Xiang Chunmei suddenly realized that she didn't expect the woman to die. But she was not surprised, the woman was seriously ill and untreated, and she had not eaten, and it was incredible that she had survived to this point.

Ying said: "I know you can live well without eating, but I can't. Xiao Hei, if I don't go out to make a living, I will be like my mother, I don't want to be like her. You stay at home and don't run around. ”

The black qi that was replaced by Xiao Hei jumped and rubbed Ying's arm again, as if to keep her. Xiang Junmi looked at it for a while, and felt that Xiao Hei was probably begging Ying to take him with him.

Ying also saw it and said, "No, I can't take care of myself myself, it's too dangerous to take you out." ”

Xiang Chunmei thought to herself, only by taking it out can she protect her, Xiao Hei probably meant the same thing, but Ying didn't think so.

Ying refused the black group's request to leave together, and accompanied the black group to say some words, nothing more than "she will come back to find it" and "if it has a home, go back" and something like that. Hei Qi was a little unhappy, depressed, and had no energy, and Ying comforted it for a while.

After a while, Ying touched Xiao Hei's head, and there was some unbearability in her eyes, but she still left.

(End of chapter)