The dead leaves on the side of the road were swept up by the wanton wind and sand, swirling leisurely in the air, and then falling back to the ground in a leisurely manner.

The remnant sun in the west quietly dyed the sky red, but it did not produce the slightest beauty, but the whole desert was desolate and desolate.

Ga! Ga! Ga!

The fallen leaves were swept up by the breeze, and a strange crow chirped out to break the picture of the desolation.

The strange screams seemed to cause the gods to be negligent and accidentally spill the ink.

Mass after disorder of black shadows instantly blackened the sky.

Black, instead of blood.

The endless flock of crows hovered and swooped in the air for an unknown amount of time, and then suddenly paused at a certain moment, and then rose in unison, hovering neatly in the sky, staring coldly at the east, the end of the yellow sand road.

The remnant sun in the west quietly gilded the pupils of the crows with a touch of blood, looking ominous and weird.

The strange screams came to an abrupt end, and all that remained of the world was the slightly chaotic sound of flapping wings.

Da, da.

Suddenly, there was an inexplicable sound between heaven and earth, very light, but it seemed to be able to suppress the sound of the crows in the sky. As if they felt provoked, the crows flapped their wings more and more rapidly, and their blood-colored pupils stared at the end of the yellow sand path.

Da, da, da.

As the sound became clearer, a vague shadow finally emerged on the path covered with yellow sand.

Under the indifferent gaze of the crows, the shadow moved forward unhurriedly, and then gradually became clear.

It was a wood-coloured carriage, ordinary, even rudimentary, for anyone could see that the yellow horse that drew it was already dying, and seemed to be about to fall down completely.

But it was such a yellow horse, but it was walking forward unhurriedly under the strange gaze of the blood crow in the sky.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Suddenly, the blood crow began to circle, and then suddenly opened its sharp beak, and after a strange cry, it swooped down towards the carriage under him!

"Gah!" "Gah!" "Gah!"

The cruelty and madness revealed in the blood-colored pupils were almost overflowing into substance, and in just a moment, they came to the carriage, and without the slightest pause, raised the sharp beak of the bird, and stabbed forward fiercely!

The yellow horse's huge nostrils spewed out two wisps of white air, resisting the faint smell of rotting flesh on the bird's beak, but his footsteps did not change in the slightest, and he still walked unhurriedly.

"Whew!"

Just before the beak touched the horse's body, a breath of fresh air burst out of the carriage!

The oncoming blood crow turned into ashes in an instant, and the clear air grew stronger in the wind, and it was full of space in an instant!

The ink faded suddenly, but the desolate picture remained.

It's just that in the corner of the scroll, a carriage quietly appeared......

Da-da

The rhythmic sound of horses' hooves stopped abruptly for some time.

The curtain of the carriage was pulled open by a withered and lean palm, revealing a face with a white beard and deep wrinkles.

"Huh?"

Looking at the small figure like a corpse in front of him, a trace of doubt flashed in the old man's slightly cloudy eyes.

The figure in front of him looked very young, only about six or seven years old, thin and weak, wearing an ordinary cyan cloth shirt, but at this time there were a lot of blood stains and holes glued to the blue cloth shirt, which should be a blood hole pecked out by a blood crow, and the immature little hand was still pinching something, as if it was a cheap jade pendant that could be bought from a roadside stall at hand.

The old man subconsciously stroked the goat's whiskers on his chin, tilted his head slightly, and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Ah~boil~"

A lazy and immature voice suddenly came from inside the carriage, interrupting the old man's thoughts.

I saw a little girl with a boy's bun and a green dress with her hands raised high, yawned long, and then rubbed her eyes with two small hands, lifted the curtain with sleepy eyes, and said lazily: "Master, let's arrive..."

The little girl's immature voice froze suddenly, and a trace of doubt appeared in her eyes, and she said, "Hey, who is this child.... It seems like.... It doesn't seem to be dead yet! ”

The little girl seemed to have seen a lot of bloody scenes, and she didn't feel too much discomfort with such a bloody appearance, but she saw that the chest of this body that was almost as young as him was still rising and falling slightly, and a trace of eagerness flashed in her eyes, and she glanced at the old man who was looking up and pinching his goatee with an indifferent look, and hurriedly shook his arm.

"Master, he's so pitiful." The little girl's eyes were bright, and she looked at the child in front of her who was about the same age as him in such a miserable state, and instinctively felt a little unbearable, and said, "Let's save him." ”

"Huh?" The old man was shaken back to his senses, and said with some hesitation: "But this child is a little strange..."

"How strange can a child be?" The little girl opened a pair of big watery eyes, and the arms holding the old man shook unswaying.

"Help him!"

"You... Ay. The old man finally sighed leisurely, stroked the girl's head with his thin palm, and said slowly: "The teacher didn't say that he wouldn't save him, but he was just thinking about something." ”

The old man shook his head helplessly, gently picked up the little boy covered in blood and walked into the carriage.

The little girl behind her touched the messy bun on her head, her rosy lips first pursed slightly, and then her mouth swelled round, and finally walked into the carriage angrily.

"You're still angry, little doll?" The old man carefully cleaned the wounds on the little boy's body, medicated and bandaged them, turned his head and glanced at the little girl with swollen cheeks, and smiled.

"The master clearly did it on purpose!" The little girl opened her round eyes, pursed her small mouth, pointed at the old man's nose with a short and thick hand, and shouted unceremoniously.

"Uh... How could it be! The old man pinched his goatee a little embarrassed.

"Look, I said it!!" Seeing this, the little girl's eyes lit up, and her two little short legs stepped up, ready to pounce.

Slightly helplessly pressed the little girl's head, looking at its delicate fist that kept waving, the old man couldn't help but smile again, and took out a green piece of green gold casually, and was about to put it on Nie Yun

"Hey, hey, master, that's my clothes!" Seeing this, the little girl didn't flutter anymore, and hurriedly grabbed the master's hand, and her white goose egg face revealed a little shame and said hurriedly.

"It's hard to let him wear mine." The old man smiled and touched the little girl's head again. "A good man does it to the end, he can't be naked."

The little girl's mouth was glutinous, she wanted to say something but didn't say it, touched the more messy bun on her head, and stomped on the old man's foot angrily.

"Oops~"

Although it didn't hurt, the old man still cooperated and bent down and touched the instep of his foot to let out a "miserable howl".

"Oops!"

"That's how you learned to teach your voice?"

Looking at a silver-white beard in the little girl's hand, the old man was a little anxious to cry without tears.

"Humph!" The corners of the little girl's mouth were slightly hooked, "Let the master bully me!" ”

......

"Hmm~"

I don't know if the old man smeared the medicine too well, or if the little boy's injury was not as serious as it seemed, after a few unconscious hums, the little boy finally opened his eyes slowly.

What catches the eye is a fair and translucent goose egg face and... A slightly messy bun, the little boy's eyes flashed a trace of confusion, and then seemed to realize that he was in a strange environment, subconsciously pinched the object on his hand, which is not a warm texture but made him slightly relieved, his little hand supported the ground, and subconsciously wanted to sit up.

Boom!

As soon as the young body got up, it fell down heavily.

"Eh, you kid, you don't see such a big two-blood hole in your arm!" The little girl pouted her rosy little mouth, glanced at the bandage that was oozing blood again, and couldn't help complaining, "Look, the bandage that Master just tied is going to be tied again." ”

The little boy noticed that there was an old man with a white beard next to him who was looking at him with a goatee, but the little boy seemed to be a little introverted, with a glutinous mouth, and wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

Seeing the little boy's appearance, the old man showed a "kind" smile and took the initiative to speak: "Little guy, what's your name?" ”

"Woo~wow"

Looking at the wrinkled face in front of him forcibly unfolded, the more the little boy looked at it, the more he felt like the image of the "human trafficker" and "big villain" described by his mother, coupled with the fear brought by the unfamiliar environment, he even thought of the miserable life in the future, and for a while he cried with sadness in his heart.

The old man's "kind" smile suddenly froze on his face, and he glanced at it to cover his mouth, a little apprentice who I didn't smile, and there were a few more black lines on his already wrinkled forehead.

Nodding casually, the old man seemed to be talking to himself.

"Well, it's normal for the little doll to wake up and be scared when she sees an unfamiliar environment, Xiao Yue'er, I'll go ahead and drive, you take good care of others."

"Yes, Master." The little girl had a straight face, looking like she was sworn to complete her master's life.

... The old man looked at the little girl's little face that was about to be unbearable, supported his forehead slightly, and quickly turned around and got out of the carriage.

"Hee-hee-hee-hee.... Hahahaha! ”

Sure enough, the old man outside the carriage shook his head and sighed slightly.

Forget it, it's not once or twice to lose face anyway, well, just get used to it.

But it's a bit strange that this little boy appears... The old man subconsciously stroked the goat's whiskers on his chin, pondered for a moment before slowly shaking his head.

Inside the carriage.

Although he felt a little inexplicable, seeing the little girl in front of him laughing so happily, the little boy gradually stopped crying, stared at the little girl in front of him who was holding her stomach and laughing wildly for a moment, and finally mustered up the courage and momentum of her whole body and asked, "You... Who are you! ”

The little girl stopped laughing for a long time, but she rolled her eyes when she heard the words: "What's the matter with your tone, we saved you!" ”

"Thanks... Thank you. The little boy's courage disappeared suddenly, and a blush passed on his fair and sickly face.

"Hey, forget it, my name is Han Yue, what's your name?" Maybe it was because she was in a good mood, Han Yue didn't do much to care, and introduced herself generously.

"My name is... Nie Yun. ”