Qian is also not a wolf or a sheep, and it is very contradictory, he didn't think of it when he came, but he couldn't avoid it when he thought of it.

People say that the final choice is the best choice, but for Qianyi, not choosing is the best, because if you choose one side, you must abandon the other, the life and freedom of the wolf and the sheep are the same in his eyes, and he doesn't want to be partial. He can't just think about who he likes, just follow Yue Shuiyi's arrangement, he is very confused about this matter, but it is also very clear.

He didn't know where he was going, but he knew what he was supposed to do.

He understood that when he was sitting under the tree to rest, many people, many demon lives had disappeared, and this qiē was caused by him, but he did not regret it, the sheep were not wrong, the wolves were not wrong, they should have been together.

The real side of this world is cruelty, but because of this, there is beauty, sacrifice and protection.

Chiya believes that every leaf has a dream of flying in the wind.

"Let's go. ”

Chiya said to the girl who hadn't reacted for a long time that they would go to the unknown path and do something they already know.

......

A small mountain village.

It's a killing field to be exact.

The early morning is still quiet and peaceful, the smoke curling, the children laughing and chasing, the chickens and dogs smell each other, at this time has been splashed with ink, but this ink is blood-colored, not every tile, every leaf, every inch of land is scarlet, but on the body of everyone in the mountain village, sprinkled a little, as if with Danzhu a few times.

But it was these shallow strokes that suddenly turned the small mountain village into scarlet.

You can't see red, you can't see life, it's real scarlet.

The fowls in the pen were screaming in horror and dazedness, the cattle and dogs were howling fiercely, and there was a dead silence in the noisy mountain village that killed everything on a snowy night.

Qian Yi stood beside a little girl, the little girl was no longer breathing, her right arm was gone, there was no gurgling blood from the wound, but it was extremely pale, a few shocking tooth marks were left on it, her small body stiffened in the spring sun, the innocence and joy in her eyes had been swallowed up by fear and fear, and became hollow. She opened her mouth, her face was dry with tears, she felt that her little hands were hurting, she wanted to find her mother, find her father.

Around the corner, at the back of the farmhouse, the little girl's parents were lying on the ground, the bodies of a young couple. The farmer had a hoe in his hand, his trouser leg at his calf, and mud on his foot, apparently having just returned from farm work. He found his wife lying on the ground, a thing with fangs on her forehead biting her throat, her eyes wide open and full of deep fear!

The farmer's eyes were cracked, and he shouted and raised the hoe in his hand and rushed forward, but before he could rush closer, he suddenly found himself flying, and the roaring voice was cut off by the waist, and when he was slightly clear what had happened, he realized that he was not actually flying, but that his head was bitten off.

This is an ordinary family, early this morning, they get up to eat as usual, the farmer goes out to work in the morning sun, the peasant woman takes care of the poultry at home and does some trivial things, and the little girl babbles and hums an inexplicable tune and plays in the small mountain village. And then—

Disaster struck.

The greatest misfortune of this disaster is that no one survived, and the greatest luck lies in this.

Qianyi and Yueshuiyi walked slowly through the small mountain village, occasionally stopping, occasionally looking, the young man took out the knife and buried the dead one by one, and the girl stood quietly beside her, without saying a word.

The girl became more and more silent, the agility on her face was almost exhausted, and her arms holding Qianyi became harder and harder.

The breeze blew and fell to the mountain village, but it was plated with a smell of blood.

The view of the sea is gone, but the city of a dream has become another view of the sea.

The girl suddenly stopped, in front of her, a woman hid the child under her, ten fingers into the earth, she wanted to protect her child with her life, but she died, the child also died, the small body was torn in half, like a tattered random discard, the broken eyes reflected the moon in the east sky, the west fell like blood.

Yue Shuiyi suddenly knelt on the ground, her face was full of tears, and after a long time, she raised her head and looked at Qianyi, laughed, and said in a sobbing voice: "Even so, don't you regret it?"

Qianyi was silent for a while, looking at the sunset that had been cut in half by the mountain peak, feeling the gradually cold wind, and then said, "Let's take a look." ”

......

Walking out of fifty miles, the small mountain village gradually drifted away, and the breath of dead silence seemed to be replaced by the singing of birds and flowers along the way.

Fifty miles away, raising the distant mountains to the feet of the sun.

The clouds in the western sky rested in the trees, dancing drunk red.

Chiyi and Yueshuiyi were standing in a forest, and in front of them were seven blood-eater girls about the same age as Yueshuiyi, but now, there were seven naked corpses.

Chiya didn't know why these girls were undressed, but he could see the pain and humiliation on the latter's face, and most importantly, all seven girls were dead.

The afterglow of the remnant sun fell on their bodies, reflecting the blood, like a few flowers in full bloom that had been trampled into the dust, the petals withered, and the branches shattered.

Qian Yi looked at it quietly for a moment and said, "It was done by someone." ”

In a world that is too bizarre, sometimes the roles of wolves and sheep will also be switched, and the wolves rush to a flock of sheep, and the sheep roar angrily, and it is a big worm in sheep's clothing!

Yueshui was expressionless, she looked at the corpses of the seven girls in a daze, her eyes became more and more confused, she watched Qianyi draw a knife and cut out a big pit, and then gently put the seven girls into the pit, and buried them with soil, bowed her head and was silent for a moment, and suddenly rushed up, hugged the young man tightly from behind, tears welled up: "Qianyi, please, please don't leave me, okay? never, please! Please......"

The girl cried weakly, like a bereaved little beast, walking alone in the snow.

Qianyi let the girl lie on her back and cry for a while, he looked at the golden crow sinking in the distance, and the jade rabbit climbed up the mountain in a night coat, and said slowly after a while: "Let's go, maybe we can catch up with something." ”

......

The boy and girl continued to walk, and the remnants of the clouds in the western sky were burned by the burning night, and slowly sank to the bottom of the starry river.

I walked in the middle of the night and woke up in the middle of the night.

In the middle of the night, Qianyi and the two of them went to ten places, some of which were once populated villages, and some of which were once places where blood eaters were imprisoned, but without exception, those places were all the same as they used to be, and by the time Qianyi and Yueshuiyi arrived, they had become places where scavengers and beasts gathered.

Along the way, the two never said a word again, and their eyes were quiet, just like this quiet night.

Leaving a place where the Blood Devourer had enjoyed a feast, this time it was less than ten miles, and Qian Yi suddenly hugged Yue Shuiyi.

The girl was stunned, she knew that the boy naturally had his reasons for doing this.

The next moment, Qian Yi took a step, just like when Guanhai was besieged by ten thousand demons, Qian Yi turned into a golden light, as fast as a violent wind, passing through the trees, but not hurting a single branch or leaf.

After running like this for a few breaths, Chiya stopped, and not far ahead, there was a young man roasting a hare.

But this was not the reason why Chiya had come so eagerly, although he had not eaten for a day and a night, he was not so hungry as to panic - behind the young man, there were two piles of people and demons who were stiff and motionless, one side of the people and the other side of the demons, all stacked randomly like fallen leaves.

Qianyi glanced at the young man, then at the people and demons, put Yue Shuiyi down, and walked towards the young man: "Please let them go." ”

But as if he hadn't heard at all, the boy picked up the roast rabbit on the fire, blew off a few grains of dust from it, and put it back to continue roasting.

Qian Ye had already walked in front of the young man, which was the smallest distance that two strangers could not appear abrupt when they met late at night.

"Please let them go. Chiya repeated again.

The boy still ignored it, and the flames burned quietly, occasionally making a crisp "pop" sound, resounding through the silent woods. I can't hear the wind, and the wind can't blow in. Suddenly, the young man cheered, took the roast rabbit off the shelf with a smile, sniffed it with a fascinated face, praised it, pulled a piece of meat the size of his thumb, divided it into two halves, and divided half of it into half, and then handed it to Qianyi: "Do you want to eat it?"