The girl in purple smiled, turned around and went back to clean up the flowers on the ground, and after watering the smelly sewage, she got up with the shower and said, "There is no fertilizer, I'll go get some." ”

Dad stared at the dirty shower and said, "You are happy to be here and it is a sustenance, if I find out that you kill innocents indiscriminately, there will be no room for you here." ”

The girl in purple said coldly: "Got it." With that, he pushed open the courtyard door and walked towards an isolated hut outside the courtyard.

I couldn't help but follow this beautiful figure, the girl in purple came to this thatched hut, kicked open the bamboo door with her foot in the style of a slight Song Lingjian style, and the sunlight sprinkled from the gap between the thatched roofs, illuminating the scene in the house.

I glanced at the room, but it was okay not to look at it, but I was scared away!

There were seven or eight dead men hanging from the beams in the room, floating stiffly in the air, and the reason why I knew they were dead was because they all exuded a miserable, bloodless pale that only dead people had, and they were wounded somewhere, and there was blood on their hands and legs, some of which had dried up, and their clothes were reflected in the old rust red, and some of them were still drooping blood, "Knock-knock-" The sticky blood dripped into the basin beneath them—

The basin beneath everyone was covered with half of the blood, and although I couldn't smell it, I could feel it emitting a disgusting stench.

This girl in purple, who is as beautiful as a fairy, is actually putting the blood of these dead people?!

The girl in purple walked into the house, rummaged through each corpse as if she was shopping for clothes, and whispered, "Are they all clean?" ”

I fell to the ground with weak hands and feet, and saw the hideous and stunned expressions on the faces of the corpses, and there was a bloody hole in the forehead of each corpse, and they all died under the same way of killing—

This girl is a murderer? Or a corpse picker?

How could there be such an eerie thing in this place where the scenery is like a fairy in broad daylight?!

The girl in purple pulled the basin under the corpse to the side one by one, her long black hair swaying behind her, like a naughty girl practicing playful dance steps, but who would have thought that she was doing such a terrible thing.

The girl in purple walked to the edge of the house, untied the rope wrapped around the pillar, and the corpses fell down one by one, unbiasedly in the water tank, plopping and making a dull sound of landing.

The girl in purple then put the lid of the water tank to seal the mouth of the tank, cut the water and bent her eyes slightly, and said, "After a while, my happiness will have a feast." Then she brought the shower and poured the blood from the basin into it—

This woman—

But what shocked me even more was that my father, as an upright and vicious catcher, actually stood at the door with his hands behind his back, quietly watching all this, as if he was just watching an ordinary girl watering flowers and pruning branches.

"I'm home." Daddy turned to leave.

The girl in purple said, "I have time to bring Fei'er, it's inconvenient for me to go to you." ”

Dad didn't look back, and his always kind face was cold: "The place of bloody killing is not suitable for my family Fei'er." ”

The girl in purple covered her mouth and smiled, pulling the corners of her mouth and saying evilly: "That's right, in the old days, Wang Xie Tang Qianyan flew into the homes of ordinary people. Then I won't be able to see Fei'er. ”

Dad frowned, as if he couldn't bear it, and turned into worry again: "I can allow you to share the joy and evil, and I can let you have blood on your hands, but if you kill innocents indiscriminately-"

Wan'er, the girl in purple: "After having Fei'er, the fourth brother is more and more like a nagging little old man." Don't worry, I will never forget what I promised the fourth brother. ”

"It's good to do it yourself." Dad took two steps behind his back and suddenly disappeared.

The girl in purple looked at the direction where her father disappeared stupidly, and muttered in a low voice: "You should be your benevolent and righteous hero, and I am willing to do it for you." ”

Listening to their conversation, it is that after I was born, my father still had a secret relationship with a woman, she hid in a place that the world could not find, and quietly maintained a kind of contact with my father.

Could it be that Daddy is because of her? ——

I didn't dare to think about it, and I frantically stopped my crankiness. The scene in front of him faded away, and began to highlight the alleyway courtyard doors of ordinary people at an angular point.

I returned to the alley of the main town of Zixu, I don't know what year it is, it should be some years, because the stone benches in the alley are still new, and the moss and green vines have not climbed so high.

My eyes suddenly darkened, I felt that I had been pulled out of this world by some force, and for the first time I felt a temperature in my body, and the skin on the back of my hand was slightly pierced into it, as if someone was pricking me with a needle out of thin air—

Is Song Lingjian saving me? Am I not dead yet?

This darkness lasted for a while, and I seemed to hear the voices of Song Lingjian and Han Sanxiao coming from the ethereal place, and I couldn't hear the content clearly. Then it was silent again.

There was silence for a while, and in an unknown corner, a faint cry sounded.

I searched for the sound, and saw a teenage boy standing in the corner of the alley, he was hiding in the shadows, his face was not clear, but I knew that the cry was coming from him.

A boy born with a good face, I look through my memory, from youth to adulthood, it seems that no one has grown into such a body, which young man is this?

I took a few steps closer, the boy raised his head and quickly wiped away the tears on his face, what a stubborn and strong child, I saw that he wiped his tears in his hand, holding a butterfly made of bamboo, and the tentacles were also strung with shiny beads, which looked very delicate.

Could it be that the young man who was just beginning to fall in love was rejected by the little girl, so he hid here and was sad?

This is the sound of a girl humming from the mouth of the alley, the sound is very crisp, but the melody is not very good-

The girl turned into the alley, and I couldn't help laughing, isn't this me, when I was about fifteen or sixteen years old, and the basket in my hand was also brand new, and I didn't know where I was going at that time, but with a happy smile on my face, the whole dusk was lit.

I never knew that my singing was so out of tune, and it was difficult for Xia Xia to listen to it for so many years without disgust.

Halfway through the alley, "I" suddenly stopped as if remembering something, put the basket on the stone bench, and flipped through the towel inside.

At this time, I turned my eyes again, and the boy in the alley had stopped crying, and was quietly staring at the unconscious "me" outside the alley in the dark. He gritted his teeth, and his black and white eyes glared fiercely at the shadow I cast on the ground—

"I" ordered a towel and continued to move forward, just passed through the mouth of the alley, the boy immediately took a few steps back gently, suddenly accelerated his speed and rushed forward, he was so fast, directly knocked me over the mouth of the alley, because the collision was too hard, "I" also slipped on the ground for a short time!

I suddenly remembered!

One year I was knocked down by a wild child who rushed out of an alley, and there is still a scar on my leg from that collision, I always thought that the boy didn't mean it, so he panicked and ran away without apologizing - it turned out - it turned out that he had been waiting there for a long time, and he was afraid that the collision would not hurt me to step back and accumulate strength, what a ruthless heart!

"Ah...... "I was in so much pain, and my knees were hot.

The boy was unusually nimble and steady, glaring at me fiercely, those eyes, that expression, made me creepy.

"I" was so painful that I couldn't speak, and I fell so hard that a small piece of skin on my palm was about to fall off.

The boy gritted his teeth, and I felt him bite hard, and the whole tooth was biting out sound, like a beast.

For the first time, I was frightened by a boy who was five or six years younger than me, and I felt an indescribable energy in him that could swallow my whole life alive.

When have I ever offended such a person?

"Y-you're alright-" "I" was timid.

The boy clenched his fists and suddenly rushed out, stepping on my freshly sewn towel, each foot so hard that he stepped on the unwashed stains on the flower diagram I had carefully sewn on the towel.

"I" put the towel next to me in the basket in distress, the heat on my legs ached suddenly, and the blood stains on my knees were already fainting—

"Sister Fei."

Suddenly I heard a voice calling me, gentle, muffled, drifting?

Strange, when I was at this age, Han Sanxiao should have come to the town, Song Lingjian and Xia Xia hadn't appeared yet, let alone drifting in the sea, how could I hear his voice?

I looked at myself on the ground again, but I didn't look up, as if I didn't hear anyone calling her.

"Sister Fei, come back quickly." I suddenly felt my shoulders sink, and it was a strange feeling, because in this time and space where my soul was wandering, it was always just a wisp of smoke, no one could see it, let alone touch it.

I turned my head to see that it was indeed a sea drifter, his face was white and transparent in the void, and the contrast was the light of the pair of blue eyes glowing with fireflies, and the surrounding scene dimmed, and all the light frantically approached him.

He looked down at the "me" sitting on the ground bandaged, it was about to disappear in the darkening space. Hai Piao looked up at me again, and the green eyes reflected my current appearance, a faint cloud of smoke: "There is no time." ”

I was stunned, "Y-how did you find me?" How did I get into my dreams—"

Haipiao frowned: "Sister Fei, someone is looking for you, come back quickly." ”

"Looking for me? Who's looking for me? "I'm weird.

Hai Piao gritted his teeth and said, "He said his surname is Yan." ”

I heard my own heartbeat: "But a man? ”

Haipiao nodded: "Come on." With that, he pulled me and ran so fast that I didn't even have a chance to refuse, I felt like I was going to dissipate in the wind, but the heat from Hai Piao's hands bound me tightly and integrated a little.

"Whew", the strong white light pierced me and I couldn't open my eyes!