Clouds and mist slowly passed through the corridor, and the leaves whispered hoarsely. A white figure silently came from the end of the corridor, the white skirt and sleeves were in pieces, swaying in the wind, and the long hair was elegantly attached to the forehead. She hung in the air, and if you looked closely, you would find that her face was as white as the rice paper in the study, and her eyes were wide open, and the inside was white, and there were no pupils.

On the other side of the cloister walked a little girl who looked to be only eleven or twelve years old, dressed in a pure white silk robe, with a hood of the same texture covering most of her face. The two figures met in the corridor, and the hooded girl did not stop at all, and the figure hanging in mid-air turned into a cloud of fog and drifted away the moment it touched the hem of her clothes.

Suddenly, a loud birdsong came from the depths of the cloister, startling the hooded girl to stop and turn to look. It is a face like a flower and jade, with delicate facial features and fair skin. However, those eyes were as cold as ice and snow, and there seemed to be extreme sorrow flowing in the depths, revealing pain that was not commensurate with her age.

The girl hesitated for a moment, shaking her head helplessly as she walked deeper into the cloister. I don't know what the hell that girl is doing every year. Thinking of the year after year, the girl's eyes that braved the cold seemed to have a trace of warmth, which made her eyes become smart.

It is located in a valley on the eastern side of the entire continent and is inaccessible all year round. The girl was originally the daughter of the owner of the farm, the young lady of the villa. At that time, the ancestors escaped the world, moved their families here, and built a mountain villa named "Liyuan", that is, far away from the abyss of the world. I thought that my ancestors and grandchildren could be safe and secure and avoid the disasters of the mortal world, but I didn't want that four hundred years ago, the ancient fierce beast Green Lady was born, and the demons wantonly endangered the world, and Liyuan Mountain Villa was not spared. A ferocious fox demon slaughtered the entire mountain villa and forced a girl to take as his wife. On the wedding night, the girl set a fire in the sky in great hatred, and the fire burned for nine days, and the demon fox and other demons were burned alive by the fire of heaven. The tongue of fire was unbridled, and the plants and trees within a radius of twenty miles were burned down. The girl knelt in front of the pile of corpses, blood slowly oozing from the corners of her eyes, swallowed by the fire along with the blood all over the ground. The unforgettable hatred was deeply imprinted in the girl's eyes. Four hundred years passed quietly, all the dead people in the villa became ghosts, and the girl seemed to have an immortal body, not growing up and not aging. The entire villa seemed to be enveloped by a powerful force, and since that killing, no one has ever stepped into the Abyss Villa, and no ghost has left it.

The girl looked up at the sky, her slightly pale face somewhat transparent in the sunlight. It's been four hundred years, and it's been eternal and unchanging, and it's meaningless to repeat it. The girl couldn't help but sneer, if she could, she really wanted to end her life quickly, it would be better than living like a dead man endlessly.

The girl walked deeper into the villa, where a straight corridor stretched across a row of towering cypress trees, and when the girl was a young lady of the villa, she asked her father why he had built it this way, and his father only smiled mysteriously. I don't want things to be so fast.

Passing through the promenade, the girl came to the courtyard in front of her. As soon as she opened the door, a bright yellow shadow flew towards her quickly, and the next second there was something more in her arms. The girl stretched her arms slightly, hugging the softness in her arms.

At that moment, a round head emerged from her arms.

"Sister Zhumei, you're here. The sound of falling jade plates sounded crisply. The girl in Zhu Mei's arms turned around and jumped off her.

It was a little girl of five or six years old, with clear eyes and a little cunning, round lips, a bright yellow dress, a slightly round face and arms, and two sweet dimples when she smiled. That smile was like a dazzling sunshine, dispelling the haze that had accumulated in the entire mountain villa for hundreds of years.

"What are you playing again, girl? Zhu Mei said softly, her tone was full of pampering.

"Bird!" he said, pointing to the towering ancient tree behind him. The branches and foliage of the ancient trees are lush and dense, and they are evergreen all year round. The branches stretched out in all directions, covering the sky above and around the whole courtyard, and through the gaps in the leaves, golden sunlight leaked during the day and blue moonlight at night.

"Bird?" Zhu Mei looked up in the direction of Nian Nian's finger, and froze for a moment. Originally, there were many bird's nests on the ancient trees, and from time to time you could see the birds with bright wings flying out of the ancient trees, but now those bird's nests are hanging on the branches of the ancient trees, and the birds inside have disappeared.

"Nian Nian, what did you do with them?" Zhu Mei had a bad premonition.

With a bad smile every year, the pear vortex was shallow, and suddenly shook the small hand that was originally behind his back in front of him, and various colorful feathers appeared in front of the two of them. Every year, I invite merit to pile all kinds of feathers in front of the pearl charm.

"Sister Zhumei, I also want to have beautiful feathers every year, is it okay for Sister Zhumei to make a skirt every year?"

Zhu Mei eased her mind and reached out to hold the stone table next to her. She still remembered that her grandfather had warned her that the ancient trees behind the villa were very spiritual, and there were many birds and birds that were said to have the blood of ancient mythical beasts, so idlers and others were not allowed to approach here. But now, this girl actually plucked the feathers of these birds, which made Zhu Mei a little overwhelmed.

"Nian Nian, what about the birds now?"

Nian Nian seemed to be a little unhappy, pouting slightly, and raising his pink little face, "This group of stingy birds, I just borrowed a few feathers from them, and it's not that they can't grow anymore, as for the reaction, it's like I'm going to eat them." Now they're all in hiding. He spread out his hands. At this time, Zhu Mei swept away and saw a vigilant cloud pigeon in the corner, the original soft and thick white feathers had fallen all over the place, and there was a bald piece above the head. Seeing Zhu Mei and Nian Nian looking this way, they wailed into the bushes next to them. Turning back year after year, he took the hand of the pearl charm,

"Sister Zhumei, let's go to my mother-in-law and ask her to tell us stories, let's go quickly. Zhu Mei couldn't help but smile bitterly, why is this girl so bold, although these birds are small, but after all, there are a lot of them. Once, someone in the mountain village was pecked blind by a group of birds because he stole the eggs of a flying bird, and broke his tendons and tendons.

But fortunately, there is such a lively and cute little girl babbling around her all day long, otherwise how should she face this meaningless life?

Thinking about it, Zhu Mei remembered the time when she picked it up every year. It was a very uneventful day, and I walked aimlessly in the villa as usual, and before I knew it, I had reached the deepest part of the villa. Standing under the towering giant tree, the delicate face of the pearl charm is hidden in the shadows, and a heart is buried in the shadows. In the face of nature and absolute power, people are so fragile and insignificant, how can such a weak self bear this blood feud.

"Huh~huh~snort", suddenly there was a slight strange sound around. Zhu Mei looked around vigilantly. There was no living creature in the villa but herself, and there was no way to get here directly outside the villa, so Jewel wondered as she walked around to the other side of the ancient tree. I saw a little doll of five or six years old sitting crookedly under a tree and sleeping. The little face carved in pink is very cute, the cheeks are slightly red, and only a red belly pocket is worn on the body, revealing the short round limbs.

It was the first time for Zhu Mei to see such a cute child, and this was also the first human person she had seen in four hundred years, so she couldn't help but take a step forward, cautiously approaching, and the faint milky fragrance of the child's body suddenly wafted from her nose.

The child seemed to be very alert, and suddenly opened his eyes, and Zhu Mei was stunned. Those eyes were full of tiny starlight, and the dark pupils could contain all the colors in this world. The child was also stunned at first, but stared at Zhu Mei curiously for a while, stretched out his stubby and white little hand and grabbed Zhu Mei's slender fingers, and giggled.

It was perhaps the most memorable day in hundreds of years, and it was also the day when I was really alive. She did not ask where the child came from, and since then the child has remained in the cottage, living in the shade of the old trees, and from then on all sorts of strange and beautiful noises could be heard in the cottage.

"Then, I'll call you Nian Nian. ”

Looking at Nian Nian, who was smiling happily in front, the corners of Zhu Mei's stiff lips seemed to have a curvature.

"I hope you will be like this every year, and happy every year. ”