It was a small, remote mountain village, where there were few people, and a dilapidated asphalt tile house came into ......view.

"Brother, you can also take a bite of this steamed bun, and you can finish eating it alone."

He wore two sheeptails that were not too neat and wore a colorful long dress.

The colors of the colors are all sewn from patches of other colors.

Although it is old, the sewing needlework pattern is quite regular.

Under the neat and flat bangs, a pair of eyes as pure as jade are so clean that they are not mixed with a trace of turbidity.

On the face of the cute bun, when the little girl laughed, the corners of her mouth curved like a crescent moon, revealing her white teeth.

But the strange thing is that his face is full of happiness, but two lines of tears flow from the corners of his eyes.

Raised his hand and gently pushed away the cold steamed buns handed by Xiao Nannan, and the immature and young voice sounded with a hint of maturity.

"Eat quickly, my brother is not hungry, as early as when he returned, my brother had already eaten, really! Brother doesn't lie to you. ”

As if he was afraid that the little girl in front of him would not believe it, the young man pointed his fingers to the sky and swore a serious oath.

But before the oath fell, the boy's right arm fell to the ground in pain.

"Hiss~" couldn't help but gasp, and the young man leaned back and leaned against the prickly straw.

It seemed that this would relieve him of a little pain in his right arm.

Throwing down the steamed bun in his hand, the little girl smiled and persuaded while helping the young man to lie down.

"Brother...... Nan Nan is not afraid of hunger, Nan Nan only needs a brother...... Brother is fine. ”

The little girl sobbed tremblingly, looking at the young man in front of her, she couldn't help crying.

How many times, she can't remember clearly, each time the boy took back half a cold steamed bun or a dusty bun in his hand.

There were always bruises and skin injuries on his body, but fortunately, although the boy was weak, he did not hurt his internal organs.

smiled gently, although his face was stained with mud, he could vaguely see that the young man's appearance was quite handsome.

Raising his left hand to gently wipe away the tears on Nannan's face, the young man comforted carefully.

"Today is Nannan's birthday, my brother has no ability, I can only get a cold steamed bun, don't dislike it!"

Strike~!

Leaning over and throwing herself into the young man's arms, the little girl cried bitterly and shook her head and shouted.

"I don't want my birthday! I don't have a birthday! I don't want my brother to get hurt, I just want my brother. ”

In front of the dilapidated wooden house, a young man dressed in white stood there quietly.

He took in everything that was happening in the house, and turned to look away.

His brows were tightly locked, his ruddy purple-gray eyes trembled slightly, and thousands of words were like stabbing throats.

On the messy straw, the young man's bright eyes showed a doting smile.

Only the left hand is intact, and it is gently patted on the back of the little girl.

His mouth hummed an unknown folk tune.

"Yue'er Ming...... The wind is quiet, the leaves cover the window lattice~, and the crickets are called Zheng Zheng, like the sound of the strings ....... ”

The bright moon is in the sky, the evening breeze blows the willows and sways gently, and the sound of crickets in the grass pile echoes like a sweet spring echoing in the heart.......

Leaning quietly outside the dilapidated wooden house, her long snow-white silky hair swaying in the wind.

The memories of this life in my mind became clearer and clearer......

On the straw pile, the boy looked down at the sleeping girl, turned over and gently put her on the straw.

"I wish I could grow up sooner, so ...... You can learn a craft from the old Li Tou on the street, and you don't have to starve. ”

The boy smiled and got up to pick up the steamed buns that had been thrown on the ground and stained with a little dust.

He raised his hand and patted the dust on the steamed bun, and put it in his arms to cover it.

"I hope it's hot, and my sister will be able to eat it hot tomorrow."

Time flies, and the young man in white looks at the past of the four seasons of the brother and sister inch by inch.

Until that day comes.......

Bang bang bang! Thump!

That night, the cold rain fell, and the little girl gritted her teeth and desperately chased after the five brightly dressed people.

Because in their hands, they held the young man who was dressed in rags and looked like a beggar.

The land washed by the rain became muddy and cold.

The little girl chased them for thousands of meters, running away from the coarse cloth shoe that leaked a toe.

Barefoot, tears mixed with rain, only the frowning brow and bitten lips could see her sadness.

"Elder, this waste girl doll is still chasing, why don't you kill it?"

The strange man standing on the side looked down at the girl who fell into the mud with cold eyes.

"Just drive it away, her brother is still a useful person, let's go."

The middle-aged man with an old face and a robe walked towards the distance with the young man in his arms.

Seeing this, the Purple Monarch standing in the void was furious!

The hideous face was like a demon, and he punched the men.

Airplanes~!

Stumbling forward, Zijun's body passed through the man in black in front of him.

"This! System! What the hell is going on! Kill them for me! After the shock, Zijun roared angrily.

But his voice, as if outsiders couldn't hear it, stopped the man in black and kicked the young girl away!

Boom! Thump!

The young and fragile body rolled several times in the mud and stopped in the grass beside the dirt road.

"Hurry up, if you're interested! Catch up with the lord and kill you! Hum! Mortal waste one! ”

The man in black turned and followed, standing up trembling in the mud.

Bang! Thunder and thunder! A few more raindrops fell.

Crawling towards the man in black with his hands and feet together, he cried out in pain on his face.

"Uh......h Ho! Ho! Bad apple! Give me back my brother! I...... Want...... Brother! Yes~! ”

Thump~!

Zijun fell to his knees weakly, warm tears mixed with raindrops falling.

【Host...... These are memories of your reincarnation, not this life...... I can't help you. 】

Rumble~!

The scenery around Zijun faded quickly, and the ragged women in their memories were hungry to dig grass roots to eat, and thirsty to drink the morning dew or river water.

In order to eat a mouthful of food, I did the chores and dirty work one by one.

And the most she ever did was wait day after day, year after year, in the place where the boy had gone.

"Brother...... You can do laundry and cook to support yourself, when will you come back....... ”

Curled up in a thin body, the girl buried her head in her arms.

The obsession in my heart has never stopped .......

Suddenly raised his head, and a look of surprise appeared on his sad face.

Turning his head sideways to look at the empty right-hand side, Zijun, who had turned into a spirit, sat quietly alongside.

Only he could see her, and she ...... But I couldn't see him .......

"Divine Blood...... Demon blood and Buddhism have been poured on her, and it will be my turn soon ....... ”

A strange and familiar voice came into Zijun's mind, crying with worry.

"It doesn't matter if I'm dead, what will my sister do......! She's still too young for me to ......! ”

Rumble~!

The memory flew by, the girl around him disappeared, Zijun got up nervously, raised his eyes and looked around.

Until he saw that scene .......

(End of chapter)