Snowy white, I have lived in this white and holy white for as long as I can remember when I was four years old.

Maybe I'm mistaken, because the snow is so hot for me.

"Wind." The voice is powerful and melodious, and the owner of the voice is a white-bearded old man with long hair, and this person is the master who has been taking care of me for more than ten years.

"Master." I responded.

"How did you complete today's experience?"

"Soon, I have grown more than yesterday."

"Hey." For some reason, when he heard the news, the master sighed, "Then from today onwards, you won't do these things again." ”

"Why?" I was a little puzzled and asked, "What should I do in the future?" ”

"Come on, you've grown to... There's no way to keep you here. The master sighed, as if my growth was a mistake.

"Okay, I see." I arched my hand and said goodbye to my master.

In order to think about the words of the master just now, I roamed all the way to the lake where I used to draw water.

Coming to the lake, which is connected to a nearby village. The surface of the lake freezes and the fish swim freely. Thinking of the fog in the future, and looking at this lake again, I actually gave birth to a trace of emotion in my heart.

"It's the Snow Demon! That youkai is here again! A child stood at the entrance to the village, shouting at the lake.

I was also on guard immediately, because every time I came here to fetch water, I heard the villagers say that the snow demon was gone, but every time I looked, there was no trace of the snow demon, and then I didn't care.

"Excuse me, where is the 'Snow Demon' you are talking about?" I looked around again, made sure I didn't see any sign of the "snow demon", and then walked quickly to the child and asked.

"Snow... The Snow Demon is coming! "When the child saw me, he had a frightened look on his face and screamed and stepped back.

I quickly turned around to see where the "snow demon" was in their mouths, but all I saw was the snow.

"What you mean by 'Snow Demon'...", suddenly, as if I realized something, I turned around and asked, "Is that me?" "I was a little incredulous.

"Ah!!h The child didn't answer me, just yelled and ran backwards.

At this time, hearing the frightened screams of children, the villagers came with weapons and heard the news, and all the villagers gathered at the entrance of the village, staring at me deadly, for fear that I, the "monster", would eat them.

"It's a snow goblin!" A villager shouted to the villagers with an extremely awkward accent.

"I'm not a youkai." I explained to them, "I'm just like you, my name is Xiao Feng. ”

"Bluff! We haven't had a person with silver hair like you for hundreds of years, and you know that you are a demagogic monster when you look white and handsome! In such a cold place, I only wore a single coat. Talking is different from us, only youkai are like this! The villager was agitated, convinced of his accented dialect.

"I'm really not a monster, I'm no different from you." I walked forward, trying to explain to them.

"Wow!" A villager raised his machete and slashed at me, slashing my chest and my shirt and skin. Bright red was constantly flowing from my chest, and the scorching heat made me freeze in place.

"Why?" I was shocked, frozen, and puzzled.

Wow! Another knife. The hot blood flowed continuously, and the blood flowed into the snow on the ground. The sound of melting made my pupils dilate, and the temperature of the ice and snow seemed to be even hotter.

"This 'snow demon' is okay like this, he is really a monster. Folks, come with me and kill this monster! "When the villagers saw that I was still standing with two stabs in my body, they shouted at me fiercely.

When they heard this, they suddenly boiled, and their expressions rose one by one. They raised their weapons and shouted. Some people said that they would behead me and kill me, some said that they would burn me to death, and some said that I should have my limbs cut off and take me to sacrifice.

"Why?" With the last glimmer of hope for them, I asked, "Even though I'm a youkai, I haven't hurt anyone." ”

The agitated villagers didn't respond to me, they just walked towards me with their weapons held high. At this time, it was as if they were no longer humans, but demons who had climbed up from hell.

"They're just being ignorant."

"My life has not been meaningless so far, and it may be the best choice not to resist..."

"When I'm dead, they'll stop."

"How am I going to die? Decapitated? Or was it burned? ”

I don't want to think about it anymore.

The machete slashed from front of me, and I dodged the fatal blow with a slight sideways step, grabbing the man's hair.

"You... It won't hurt, right?" I said, my voice sinking slowly.

"Tell me."

I pulled his head down, and my knee pushed up hard against his head.

Boom! His head exploded entirely, a disgusting yellow splash of red, falling on my face and in front of me. And the head that was originally in my hand is now only a soft scalp, which is slightly undulating by the cold wind.

"You won't feel the pain, will you?" I stared at the villager on the ground who had been shot in the head, and said slowly, "But I will hurt, because you don't feel pain, that's why you hurt me so recklessly." Is that right? ”

I picked up the pig-killing knife on the ground and spoke again: "Just now, you were the strong side. That's why you can hurt me with impunity, and I, as a weaker party, will be killed by you if I don't resist. If the strong will hurt others, and the weak can only humbly hide and find solace from it. Which side of the strong or weak will be more human? ”

The blood on my body was constantly flowing and infecting my body, and the pungent smell of blood was constantly pounding on my nerves, telling me all the time that I was close to death.

"Although the weak who are ignorant of the world may be happier, I dare not be the weak. I'm scared too... What am I in your eyes? ”

I swung my knife forward, and the head of a frightened villager was instantly cut off and fell to the ground and rolled around several times. The major artery around his neck also spewed out bright red more than a meter high in an instant, like a blood-colored fountain. His body moved a few more steps after losing his head, like a dragonfly that had been decapitated in an instant, before his body could react that he was dead. His eyes rolled a few more times after his head left his body, and it took a moment to stop. Maybe he didn't even realize his death.