"Tick tock. Tick"

Ning Xiang was awakened by the sound of water droplets falling into the pool.

She opened her eyes and looked in front of her, only to realize that she had appeared in a very strange place.

Surrounded by a dense bamboo forest, in front of it is a small looking house with an outer verandah.

In terms of style, it is similar to the buildings of the Eastern Kingdom that she has seen in books, but it is very different.

It always feels like it's a lot simpler.

And where she was located was a courtyard, and the rain and fog in the courtyard were thick, and it was raining in the autumn.

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard a female voice that couldn't understand the language and scolded angrily in his ears.

And the direction, also aimed in the direction where she was.

The woman who appeared was dressed in a kimono worn by the Toei people, with white socks on her feet and clogs, her hair neatly combed, and a small umbrella with cherry blossoms painted in her hand.

But her face could not be seen, but was obscured by a white mist.

Ning Xiang could feel that the woman was looking at her side, so she turned her head to look at the situation on her side.

At this glance, she realized that what caught her eye was a boy who looked to be only seven or eight years old.

The current season should be late autumn, but the boy does not wear much, just simple shirts and shorts, with white socks and small leather shoes, and his hair is cut very short, which is very different from the boy she remembers.

The boy, like the woman, was covered in smoke and could not see his facial features.

Ning Xiang was thinking about where this was, when she saw the boy kneeling beside her and spoke.

Although she didn't understand the language, he said something familiar.

It was almost exactly the same as when she picked up Little Amer in the Ten Killings Realm.

She remembered that the gas emitted by the former dust beast could bring people back to the past, and almost instantly, she guessed where she had come.

"But how could Amer's past be in the East Ying Kingdom?"

It's still such a very strange-looking, almost otherworldly.

She could not think any more when she saw the young woman in her early thirties walk up to the boy with her clogs and give him a slap.

She struck hard, and in a flash, she saw the boy fall into the pool of rain on the ground, and his already rain-soaked body became even colder, and there was a touch of blood at the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, the young woman didn't seem to feel anything, but dropped the cherry blossom umbrella in her hand, knelt beside the boy, and muttered something that Ning Xiang couldn't understand.

The boy got up from the rain with his hands on the ground, as if he saw the young woman's movements, and suddenly spat out a sentence that Ning Xiang could understand: "Mother, I know that I am wrong, don't accompany me in the rain, your body can't bear it." ”

The woman heard Xiao Amer's voice, and after being silent for a while, she also said something that was not accurate in tone, but it was still roughly understandable to Ning Xiang: "I hope you really know that you are wrong, if there is a next time, you know what the consequences will be." ”

After the woman finished speaking, she picked up the cherry blossom umbrella on her side and stood up, leaving the boy alone to continue kneeling on the wet stone floor of the courtyard, hanging his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ning Xiang didn't understand why she could see Amer's past, and called him softly as if she tried, but after finding that he didn't seem to be able to hear her at all, she could only give up for the time being.

Just as he was about to see if he could touch his body again, he found that he took out a very sharp dagger from his cuff and rolled up his sleeve to reveal a small part of his wrist.

It was also the cuffs that were opened, and Ning Xiang found that there were many new and old scratches on Xiao Amer's wrists.

One of them, which didn't seem to have been scabbed for long, was already a little white from the rain.

But as if he didn't feel any pain at all, he picked up the dagger and slashed at the festering wound that had been blistered.

The dagger was sharp, and the moment it touched his delicate skin, blood lines flowed along the blade.

Some stained the blades of the dagger, others dripped from his wrists and fell into the rainwater pools on the ground, staining it a pale red.

At first, Ning Xiang thought he was cutting his wrists by doing this.

After being shocked, he subconsciously wanted to stop him.

Later, he found that the strength of the dagger was not too deep, just a degree that could cut through his flesh.

It's like, venting some of my boredom in this way.

"If I didn't exist, wouldn't my mother be so miserable?" Xiao Amer muttered, shook his head again and continued to mutter, "But no, my mother is only me now, I can't leave her like my father, no."

As Little Amer's murmuring gradually drifted away, Ning Xiang also felt that the scene around her was changing.

The environment she saw this time was no longer a building unique to the Dongying Kingdom, but a building that was somewhat similar to that of the Dachang Dynasty, but also very different.

For example, there are tall buildings rising from the ground, and things that travel at a high level on the road like iron boxes.

She followed the twelve-year-old Amer into a building where there were many boys and girls his age.

Not only did the people inside carry a schoolbag with books on their backs, but some of the small rooms looked similar to the schools she had seen in the Dachang Dynasty.

So it was preliminarily concluded that this should be a place similar to a school.

Little Amer carried a small black leather schoolbag into a room, and when he silently walked towards the seat that belonged to him, several teenagers on the side glanced at each other and commented: "A cheeky person who even refuses to admit his own father has come to school again, if I were him, I would definitely stay at home honestly, and the door would not go out." ”

The companion beside him laughed and interjected: "Hey, if that's the case, isn't it the same as the ancient lady?" ”

"Tsk, what's this, look at his mother's girly appearance, his mother is still a little R, and I am disgusted to go to school with the offspring of traitors like him!"

"Wang Chong, Mu Yuxi, how do you two talk? Did I warn you not to bully new transfer students? Besides, his origin is not something he wants to decide, if you really say it, he still has half of our Chinese blood in his body, why do you only see her mother's origin?! ”

A young woman who was about the same as the head of the class entered the classroom with a serious expression and spoke for Little Amer.

Seeing this, the two gossiping teenagers could only roll their eyes at Little Amer unwillingly, and said "bad luck" when they passed him and sat down in their seats.

Ning Xiang followed Xiao Amer the whole time, and although she didn't hear him say anything, she still guessed some of his mood from his right hand holding the book.

She saw the female section leader come over and call Xiao Amer and ask him to go with her to the rooftop.

Xiao Amer didn't agree immediately, but the right hand holding the book was a little harder, and the whole body showed a kind of resistance, which looked very strange.

Xiao Mo Yinxing: Oops, the unbearable side was seen by Mrs. Xiang.

(End of chapter)