Shen Qianqian is gone, and those who died will not come back.

Even after a long time, Yun casually remembered what she looked like. It was the most beautiful woman she had ever seen in her life. Shen Qianqian was wearing her red wedding dress, standing in the snow laughing and crying. There has never been such a woman in her life before, although her life with her grandfather is hard, but it is also safe, but it always seems to be so plain and responsible. But when she met Master, her life suddenly brightened, like a stone floating on a calm lake.

After a long time, she told Master about her idea, but she didn't know that although a stone could jump on the water, it would eventually sink to the bottom.

Have you ever met such a woman? She smiled with a sparkle of water in her eyes, she loved to dance, and her skirt bloomed with the dance, like a hot flame.

But one day she died, and she was torn apart, her head tilted in a strange position, and her limbs were broken and twisted to the side.

She would never smile again, and the flesh on her body gradually rotted and crawled with maggots, until one day there were no maggots left, and only a white skeleton remained.

No more hands ran through her hair, and no one whispered her name.

No one remembers her anymore.

The Taoist chief stood in the snow for a long time that day. Later, he turned around and smiled at Yun casually as if relieved: "Don't be afraid, apprentice, let's go." But he hadn't taken a few steps before he was startled by the corpse in the snow. He said, "Something!"

It was the man who put the cloud in the sack at random yesterday. He had been stiff in the snow all night, his whole body was blue and purple, and he was lying on his stomach in a position with his mouth wide open, looking like he was dead. When they arrived, he was already dead on the side, merging with the blackness around him, so no one noticed.

Yun casually began to stumble to explain. However, it is difficult for a child of her age to explain a thing clearly, so it is very fragmented. When she finished speaking, she noticed that Master's expression began to become a little strange.

He seemed to be angry, but he suppressed his anger, his brow furrowed a little, and he looked at the dead body lying on the ground in a cannibalistic manner.

The little girl who didn't understand what was going on was startled, she thought that the master was angry with her, blaming her for not being able to escape from this person's hands, so she immediately stepped forward and grabbed the corner of the Taoist's clothes, raised her head to look at him: "Master, I'm sorry, don't be angry, Master." ”

The Taoist stood still, but suddenly stepped forward and kicked the corpse. His eyes were red, and he looked like he was about to cry.

Yun casually thought that the Dao Chief was really going to start eating people, so he couldn't help but shrink back. Rong Youyan quickly pulled Yun aside at will, carefully looked at the face of the Taoist chief, and then said in a very determined tone: "Your master is angry with himself, he often looks like this, it will be fine after a while." ”

"But why is he angry with himself?"

Rong He secretly glanced at the Taoist again, and was thinking about how to explain, when he saw him sigh, as if he was out of breath, he came over and picked up the cloud at random in Rong He's surprised gaze and carried it in the direction of the Taoist temple.

Yun casually began to shout again, in fact, she had to shout every time she was carried by the Taoist Chief. The clumsy guy of the Taoist has never learned to hold a child, and he is embarrassed to ask those women for advice, so he has to be wronged by Yun being turned upside down like this.

This unreliable master began to look at the useless bell on Yun Xian's arm in a blink of an eye. It's time to put this thing to a little bit of use.

At this time, it was almost dawn, and if you listened closely, you could still hear the voices of people coming from the foot of the mountain. The sun was shining in the woods, and the snow shimmered with a sparse light, which looked much more pleasant.

Yun was very sleepy, she didn't sleep all night, and even in such a difficult place as Dao Chang's shoulder, she began to squint. It hung like a strip of bacon on his shoulder. Rong He couldn't get used to the posture of the Taoist chief holding his apprentice, so he stretched out his hands to him, wanting him to hand the cloud into his arms at will.

The Dao Chief was stunned for a moment, glanced at the apprentice on his shoulder, and said softly with hesitation: "This is not good. ”

What's not so good! If you do this, this kid's food will make you vomit!

The Taoist saw that Rong He still insisted, so he didn't refuse much, and with some embarrassment, he hugged him with his empty arm.

Poor Ronghe still thought that he could hold the fleshy child, so he was hugged into his arms by the Taoist chief. Without the slightest defense, his chin hit the shoulder. After a brief silence, he was so angry that he gently poked the Taoist out with his elbow.

"What are you doing! I'm going to hold a baby!"

Rong He lowered his voice and shouted, but Yun, who was drooling, fell off the shoulders of the Taoist at will, and she sat on the ground in a daze, and she didn't react for a long time.