Tired and fell to the ground every year, only feeling weak. It turns out that my sister has always been burdened with such heart-wrenching hatred and resentment, and even once caused a fire for this.

After waking up, Zhu Mei looked at the wandering ghosts around her, most of them were played to death by monsters, and the bodies that turned into undead were also incomplete, and some of their souls were burned by the heavenly fire, unconscious, or only had incomplete consciousness, but they no longer had the five senses.

Many people are awakened from their dreams by monsters, and when they die, they are still wearing white pajamas, and when they open their eyes, their hearts have stopped beating. None of the undead floated out of the villa, they wandered everywhere wantonly, moving silently, the whole villa is like a huge tomb, burying countless lives that died in vain, they turned into unyielding mausoleum keepers after death, silently guarding this villa that survived in the heavenly fire.

Leaning weakly under a charred ancient tree in the courtyard year after year, looking at hundreds of years of time in his eyes.

A hundred years was enough to bring the dead tree behind her back to life, enough to make Zhu Mei remember the faces of her father and her mother's kindness and the frightened eyes of the clouds like a fawn, enough to make the whole mountain villa a beautiful world she saw when she opened her eyes under the ancient tree, enough to make it the first place she loved and relied on so much, but some things could not be changed.

The sun and the moon are flickering, and the sea is not enough to turn into a mulberry field; time flies, and a person's emotions no longer become the possibility of controlling life; the morning sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and the grand and sad picture can no longer make people touch the scene; the four seasons change, and the summer willows and clear lotus or the cold plum and winter snow are all flashing in front of the eyes into the same color. Even though the clouds were gone, the whiteness of a nightgown in the corner of the corridor still covered the heart that had long been beating, and the heart field, which had been watered with blood, was filled with bloody moisture, and patches of mushrooms were growing on it, coated with poison.

Is this what my sister has spent for 400 years? day after day, the same, no aging, no hope, no death, no end.

I closed my eyes and experienced it with my heart every year, as if I was looking forward to finding the slightest emotional change in the pearl charm, but it didn't.

When I finally felt a trace of her emotion, I opened my eyes and saw myself when I was a child, lying down under the ancient tree and sleeping soundly, and a warm feeling churned in my chest for a moment.

She saw many things that happened in the following year, those interesting and warm memories, and the memories that only belonged to her and her sister were clearly displayed in front of her.

Every year, I seriously felt the pampering and love in the heart of the pearl charm, and unconsciously felt that the time of this year was longer than the time of the previous hundreds of years, too many pictures slowly unfolded, the once immature face, the once ordinary life, once thought that the eternal life to the end was gilded with a layer of golden light because of the illusion, sacred and beautiful.

That dustless time was the source of my life. Thinking like this every year, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Her nerves, which had been tense for a long time, were finally relaxed and soothed, and she laughed at the birds that had been plucked by herself from the ancient trees, and among them were the cloud doves that could bring auspicious signs.

Later, every year under this tree, I met Wuwu. Zhu Mei was not present at that time, so this section did not exist in the illusion, but at this time every year, I couldn't help but think of what happened later, remembering his handsomeness like a god, and laughed stupidly for a while.

Suddenly, the illusion seemed to be a little unstable, the surrounding scenery became vain and shaky, Nian Nian was a little panicked, she looked around, and found that she was in a spacious room with an antique taste, she recognized it, it was the room where her sister lived in Liyuan Villa.

On the exquisitely carved wooden bed, Zhu Mei is lying on it, her face as calm as water.

"Boom!" a dull thunder came from the sky, and the stack of rice paper in front of the desk was blown up by the slightly rainy wind, struggling uneasily.

Zhu Mei frowned and rolled over.

"Boom, boom, boom・・・・・・" The thunder gradually sounded, one higher than the other, Zhu Mei began to turn over and over on the bed, her eyebrows were locked, and she guessed that she must have had a nightmare every year, after all, her sister used to be the most afraid of thunder, she didn't know before, but now she understands that the heavenly fire has become an eternal magic barrier in Zhu Mei's heart, even if she finally killed the demon, but that terrible night, the bitter hatred has broken her heart, and her body has been eroded.

"Daddy, mother・・・・・・" Zhu Mei called softly, her soft voice full of the sweetness and bitterness of memories.

The young man sighed and slowly sat down on the floor next to the bed, holding his knees with his hands and curling into a ball. Gradually, my eyes narrowed slightly. I was so tired that I didn't know how to stop and fall asleep.

The moment she closed her eyes year after year, she felt that she was submerged in a piece of light, and the surroundings were as bright as day, only a black area in front of her, where a little light was beating, and the surrounding space twisted and rotated clockwise, she was very curious, and approached the black area.

"Daddy, daddy・・・・・ every year, you have to be obedient・・・・・" A familiar voice came from the top of her head, and after thinking about it, she realized that she was in the illusion of the pearl charm, and she would also fall asleep at the moment she was asleep, and it should be in her dream at the moment.

She calmed down, ran forward with her skirt, stepped over the white light and disappeared into darkness for a moment, Nian Nian's eyes were a little uncomfortable, she blinked vigorously, and regained her sight little by little.

Overhead, the cold moonlight casts a sinister glow, and the shadows of the trees are swaying, reflecting the strange and enchanting ghosts on the opposite wall.

She looked down and couldn't help but froze.

The blood trickled down into a stream, flowing down the stone steps with the bloody footprints across the flat ground to the low-lying areas. The red liquid of the demon Ye floated on the fallen leaves without wilting, miserable and lonely.

Then, it was a familiar scene, a group of monsters danced around the bead charms, and the demon fox stepped forward.

He was arrogant, she was desperate;

He was bloodthirsty, and she smiled wryly;

He was arrogant, and she was resolute.

Finally, she sent his claws into her chest with her own hands, and with a full hatred she drew down the heavenly fire, which burned and burned all desires until it was nothing.

Year after year, it fell into a firelight, and the fire in the sky swallowed up the brilliance of the sun and the moon, devouring the senses and fears of people. It's just that this time, she felt very confused, obviously the two of them were still in front of her just now, no matter how big the fire was, she, an outsider, could still see everything clearly, how could the fire completely isolate herself from the two?

She raised her arms slightly, driving away the ashes that would not fall on her body at all, and there was a crackling sound in front of her, and she looked fixedly after standing up straight.

In the fiery red, a black figure slowly walked out, walking slowly, walking lightly and gracefully, the streamers of clothes fluttering in the air, the temperament is detached, it seems to be like a deep and cool spring in this raging flame, making people's hearts return to calm.

Watching the people approach step by step, until she can see her face clearly, her willow eyebrows are curved, her eyes are bright, her forehead is smooth and full, and her lips are delicate and delicate like a flash of water, she is a little confused, at first glance, this woman is very familiar, and she is not a sister, but who is not a sister?

The woman suddenly raised her eyes, colorful streamers crossed her eyes, a pair of eyes filled with the entire starlight in the sky, and the whole body was covered with the sparkling and compelling splendor of the moon.

Nian Nian took a step back in panic, and the "Nian Nian" in front of her smiled strangely at her, and then, the sound of a landslide sounded, and the flames rushed straight into the sky, and the two of them were instantly wrapped in the center by tongues of fire. looked around eagerly every year, but still didn't see the figure of the pearl charm.

And at this time, "Nian Nian" stepped forward, approaching step by step, her long hair spread out in the air, and the end burned with tiny sparks, like thousands of fire snakes spitting letters, her face gradually became hideous, her eyes were wanton cruelty and malice, the corners of her mouth were pursed with a bloodthirsty smile, and two snow-white sharp fangs suddenly stretched out under the soft lips, she actually turned into a monster!

The monster's ferocity and killing temperament made Nian Nian completely stunned in place, and when she came back to her senses and wanted to retreat, she found that she seemed to be frozen in place by something, unable to move. For a moment, fear climbed up the backbone along the soles of his feet, and beads of sweat fell on his forehead every year.

What could be more desperate than seeing herself slaughtered? The monster stopped in front of her every year, stretched out its slender hand, and slowly stretched out its flaming nails.

She stared at Nian Nian's expression, as if she wanted to appreciate all the pain she had expressed, and she slowly stabbed her claws into Nian Nian's chest.

The pain is heart-wrenching, and I feel dizzy every year, but I am powerless to do any resistance, at this time, it's not that I don't want to use immortal arts, at least it's good to use hidden arts to dodge, but my whole body can't do it.

And she didn't think at all at the moment why her own body was also hurt here.

Consciousness gradually dissipated because of the pain, and Nian Nian raised her eyes to look at the monster in front of her in the last moment of soberness, in a hazy red light, she couldn't see who the person in front of her was, like herself, like a monster, and like her sister. Little by little, the blood left the body, and the year finally fainted.

"Boom!" a thunderclap bounced off the ground every year. She looked around in a panic, rubbed her heart again, and whew, it turned out that she had fallen asleep and had a dream. She turned her head to look at the bed.

At this time, Zhu Mei also put her hands on her chest with a frightened face, and her face was covered with fine beads of sweat.

"Sister, sister, I've come to see you every year, I'm so worried about you every year, you can come out quickly and let you see you every year・・・・・"

Nian Nian smiled lightly, is this her own childhood? The voice was crisp and quite pleasant, she turned her head to the bed, but was shocked to find that her sister heard her own cry and trembled all over, curled up in a ball on the bed. Her eyes were blank and empty, and she kept repeating: "Don't, don't come, don't come... Nian ・・・・・・" and her tone was full of pain.

She was stunned for a while, could it be that my sister ・・・・・ had the same nightmare as mine? She was suddenly shocked by her own thoughts, and for a moment her thoughts turned back and forth.

To this day I am still in my sister's illusion, she was wounded, and I bear the pain with the same strength, she inherits the power of heaven and fire, and I experience it with her, and she dreams, and I dream as her, all of these things are what she has experienced, that is, what I have just felt is her dream!

In other words, in my sister's dream, I turned into a monster and killed her with my own hands!

A panic and palpitations for no reason rushed to her face, Nian Nian seemed to see the evil fate turned into a demon's face beckoning to her, she shook her head hard to keep herself awake, and snatched the door out of the door the moment Zhu Mei opened the door for her former self, and ran to the place where she came from without looking back, and hurriedly got out of the illusion.

Time closes its thick and emotionless doors behind it, closing the door to the future.