There was silence in the courtyard, and the originally excited clansmen became panicked, and they watched in amazement as the shrine maiden slowly picked up the baby girl.

"His eyes are blank, and he has the aura of seven killings. ”

The shrine maiden placed her right hand on the baby's forehead, closed her eyes and danced her fingers, and after a moment stopped moving, looking up at the patriarch who had not yet returned to her senses, and her words were determined

"The clan will be wounded by her, and the lover will die because of her. Patriarch, this woman can't stay. ”

The burly man looked at the shrine maiden, and when he saw that the other party had no intention of flinching, he looked down at the baby girl again.

The joy of splashing the sky was frozen by the bad news, and for a while the man didn't know how to react, but he was reluctant to pull the corner of the swaddling cloth, unwilling to let go.

After several tugging, the man finally turned his head and closed his eyes and let go of his hand.

"She's my child after all. ”

A weak female voice came from inside the house, and the lady, supported by the midwife, leaned against the edge of the door with a pale face and begged.

"Agu, can you spare her life? ”

The shrine maiden named Agu hesitated for a moment, and finally clasped her hand on her chest and bent over

"If the lady is reluctant, then let people take it, imprison outside the Guyue clan, and not step into the clan. ”

"This woman is unknown, it's better to stay away from my Guyue clan. ”

The ancient Yue patriarch Ximuyong stepped forward to support his wife, listened to the suppressed cry of the person in his arms, and watched the witch hold the child and tremble away.

Before leaving, the shrine maiden asked, "Patriarch, everything has a cause, good and evil have a cause and effect, and this woman will take the list as the cause." ”

"Quasi" Nishiki Naga hugged the tearful lady and sighed lightly.

There is a dense mountain forest outside the ancient Yue ethnic group, which is surrounded by dense fog all year round and has strange legends.

For more than a decade, except for some daring children, few people came.

On the forest road, a girl in bright clothes, who looked to be about twelve or thirteen years old, skillfully shuttled among them, and saw her come to a wooden house, and shouted loudly as she opened the courtyard door

"Miss, Miss, where are you?"

After checking all the houses, but still no one was seen, the girl crossed her waist in the courtyard and thought about it, got up and ran towards the hill.

Sure enough, on the top of the hill, I saw the person I was looking for, and the person was wearing a washed yellow cotton robe, a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, who was now sitting on the ground with her head tilted, her eyes slightly squinted.

This person is none other than the reincarnated Shein, the current Ximuyin.

"Miss!"

The girl ran up to Ximuyin and gasped, "You, why are you here again, how dangerous it is." ”

"Is it Ayi?" Ximuyin laughed, letting the other man pull him up.

"Miss, it's a few steps from here to the edge of the cliff. You can't see it, what if you accidentally fall down. ”

Ayi couldn't help but nag, although his mouth was powerful, he still handed the wooden staff on the ground to Xiyin's hand, and squatted down to pick the weeds on Ximuyin's skirt.

"Because it allows me to feel the daytime. ”

Ximuyin bent down slightly, dragged the squatting Ayi up, pointed above and smiled.

"Ayi, the sun shines on your face, it's warm. Simuin described it earnestly, "It's not as cold as the night." ”

I don't know how many times I've heard it, but Ayi has lost the patience to start.

But just as she was about to complain, she looked up and found that Ximuyin's sleeve was torn again, and she immediately withdrew what she was about to say, and her tone was slightly gentle

"Miss, can you take me with you next time you want to come? ”

Ayi said as he reached out and pulled up Ximuyin's sleeve, looked at the long strip of cloth, and sighed

"How long will I sew this, miss, you know I'm not good at this. ”

"I'm sorry, Ayi. ”

Ximuyin was a little embarrassed, when she just went up the mountain, her clothes were accidentally torn on the stones, she thought that the tearing was not big, but listening to Ayi's tone, there might be some trouble.

"Forget it, let's go. ”

Ai grabbed Simuin's hand and deliberately bypassed the gravel road and walked from the other side.

Halfway through the walk, they suddenly heard a group of children playing, and then Nishimuyin felt the pain of being hit by a small stone on his body, and smelled a smell of mud.

Then came Ayi's scolding, and after hearing a few expulsions, Ximuyin's ears finally cleared.

"Miss, why don't you hide. ”

Ayi saw the mud marks on the hem of Shein's skirt and the broken stones still hanging from her clothes, and crouched down to tidy up again.

Xiyin smiled bitterly, how could he not dodge when he was a child, but the more he dodged and ran, the more stones he had, and he would lose his center of gravity and fall to the ground, but he would fall into the mud.

It's better to just stand like this and let them smash, just endure it for a while, and after a while, it's fine.

"Ayi, you've been so nice to me. ”

Ximuyin lowered his head and whispered, pausing when he noticed Ayi's movements, and did not answer.

Ayi tidied up Ximuyin's skirt, got up and looked at the other party's simple and grateful look, with a trace of entanglement on his face.

Miss, I'm not good.

If you could see, you would know.

I dress better than you, I eat better than you, and I don't want to take care of you.