More than 20 years ago, in Kyoto City, the snow was falling, and at night, every household lit the candlesticks that were reluctant to do so, cooking rare delicacies on weekdays, just because today is the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, and the next year is the new year.

At that time, a woman in a bright red Shu brocade robe was changing the newly made clothes for a little girl who was about seven or eight years old a year, and her mouth was chattering, "Ting'er, I have new clothes today, I can go out to play in the snow later, be careful that your father beats your ass." ”

"Daddy won't! Hmph, he also said that he wanted to play peek-a-boo with Ting'er! A delicate-looking little girl with big eyes with brass bells was opening her mouth and puffing into her hands.

In the inner room, Cui Yong, the secretary of the ministry, was flipping through the office documents, just a few days ago, he had just submitted to His Majesty the nomination of the state and the state guard, think about the past few days, the Ministry of Rites, the king of the state, and even the former master Sima Wei who has retreated behind the scenes have put pressure on him, let him nominate Sima Ru to serve as the state guard, although Cui Yong does not know what their purpose is, but as the secretary of the ministry, the head of the six departments, he may not be like the border general to mention the Han Dynasty to expand the territory, but he also has his own standards, has been an official for decades, relying on that arrogant righteousness, what you do is what you do, and if you don't do it, you can't do it.

"Knock knock!"

"Master, it's going to be dinner later, this is the New Year, and it's not good to miss the hour!" The butler reminded him outside the door.

Cui Yong put down his Chinese pieces, patted his clothes, pushed open the door, and looked at the lobby, where everyone was busy preparing for the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, "Are all the things for worship ready?" ”

The old housekeeper nodded, bent down and replied, "Everything is ready, just wait for the master to lead." ”

"That's good, greet everyone to the ancestral hall in the backyard, let's worship first, and we will have two cups of drink later." Cui Yong is also a rare joy today, and he finally let go of his worries about the society and is ready to have a good New Year.

In the backyard, dozens of members of the Cui family, large and small, gathered here, Cui Yong, the secretary of the ministry, stood in front of everyone, the woman with bright red brocade stood on one side, and three or four children who were not too big and small were scurrying around, "One, two, three, four, alas, how can there be one less, Ting'er?" Have any of you ever seen Ting'er? ”

The four children shook their heads in unison, indicating that they had never seen each other, and the woman hurriedly poked Cui Yong beside her with her elbow, "Master, Ting'er, this girl is gone!" ”

Cui Yong, the secretary of the ministry, turned around, "Go and find it, forget it, let's go again later, it's time soon." ”

As he spoke, the old butler stood on the side of the bookcase and said loudly, "The hour has come, the ritual of worship, begin!" ”

Cui Yong led everyone in the house, knelt down first, took the candle in the old butler's hand with both hands, and respectfully inserted it into the candle basin under the long case, "Bow down!" ”

Everyone raised their hands above their heads, their foreheads to the ground, and bowed respectfully.

"Two kowtows!"

"Snort, sneer, sneer......." Countless sounds of breaking the sky came.

Dozens of black-clothed men jumped over the wall, holding all kinds of swords, and attacked and killed everyone directly, urging the house, except for the few people who went out of the nursing home, the rest of the people waited, how could he have seen such a scene, just for a moment, more than a dozen women and children, old and young, fell in a pool of blood.

"Protect the master!" The old housekeeper took a few caretakers to protect the courtyard, guarding Cui Yong's left and right, and retreated again and again, fortunately, there was a back door in the backyard, only a few meters away from the place of worship, Cui Yong was under the protection of everyone, and quickly fled towards the back door.

At this moment, a white-bearded old man slowly walked out of the back door, and he didn't see any other movements, holding a dark red spherical object in both hands, and several white-haired monsters broke into the crowd one after another, biting people when they saw them, and in just an instant, three or four guards were directly pounced on the ground by several white-haired monsters, and flesh and blood flew sideways.

That night was the last night of the old year, and that night was also the darkest night of Ruthless, ruthlessly hiding in the snowdrifts in the shadows, witnessing all this, after that night, no one in the world called her "Ting'er".

"Ting'er!"

The white-haired "drought" sentence Ting'er instantly aroused the ruthless infinite memories of the red sleeves, and bursts of horror surged into heartache, "Who are you?" ”

The white-haired "Drought Fish" slowly took two steps forward, and said in a trembling voice, "Ting'er, it's me, twenty-four years, twenty-four years." ”