In the summer sky, the sun is as scorching as fire, and the earth seems to be burning. The crops in the fields have long since withered and turned yellow, and there are shocking holes in the ground. There has been no rain for several months, and the drought has made everyone in that village look miserable. There is no water coming from the well, and even food and clothing have become a problem.
A timid little girl huddled on the east side of the eaves. There were sighing father and mother in the yard. Bloodshot eyes could be seen on their cracked lips. Yesterday, they drank up the last drop of water.
"Oh, how can one live without water!" The girl's father shook his head and said, feeling completely weak. He considered moving. If they could not find water, they would die of thirst halfway there, and even moving would become a luxury.
"Ahem, water...water..." The little girl's mother suddenly fainted and fell to the ground. Her voice was weak. She was severely dehydrated and breathless.
"Mom! Mom, are you okay?" The little girl ran over in panic, threw herself into her mother's arms, and sobbed softly. Her father helped the woman to the shade and sighed heavily. Because of the drought, many people have died in the village, and the little girl's father can't do anything.
However, the girl didn't look thirsty, her lips were not cracked, her whole body was hydrated, and she didn't appear to be lacking water, which was in stark contrast to the heat there.
The girl clenched her little fists. She couldn't bear to see her parents being tortured by the drought. She saw her mother's life gradually disappearing. She was very scared and wanted to do something. Suddenly, the little girl seemed to have made some difficult decision. She stood up and sneaked out while her parents were not paying attention. She ran past the sighing villagers at the head of the village, Lao Shudong, but no one was in the mood to go. Leave her alone.
The little girl ran quickly towards the small woods in the field. She knew that there was a dry mud pond in the small woods. Although the bottom of the mud pond had been bottomed, the soil was still moist. The villagers took out all the available water from the mud pond, and what was left was moist mud. The mud pond was in a shady place, so the mud would not dry out for a while.
The little girl carefully avoided the sallow-looking villagers and soon arrived at the mud pond. She glanced left and right and found no one, then squatted in the mud, stretched out her legs and swayed gently. Little drops of water were gradually peeled off from the mud and floated in mid-air.
Like the Shuiyumen demon clan, she can control water.
The little girl smiled with relief, took out a small bowl from her arms, and collected the water droplets in the air into the small bowl. She held the small bowl as if holding some treasure, and ran back quickly.
No matter how fast she ran, the water in the bowl would not move at all. It would all be collected in the bowl and would not spill out.
Because there were no people and the crops were dead, many people gathered around the village to discuss what to do with Donglai. The little girl quietly slipped past them holding a bowl of water. She begged to take the water back to her mother, so she couldn't let anyone else see it. But at that moment a boy suddenly rushed over, saw the water in the small bowl in her lap, and shouted: "Look, she found the water!"
"What? I found water? Where did I find water?"
Everyone's eyes suddenly fell on the little girl, staring at the water in her legs, as if they had seen some incredible treasure. Many villagers looked greedy and asked the little girl where the water was. Some even begged to grab the water from her legs.
The little girl's face was filled with anger, and she murmured: "Did he get the water from the quagmire in the woods?"
"I lied. The mud ponds in the woods have long been out of water. Did I find a lot of water somewhere and wanted to hide it privately?"
"I'm so selfish!"
"No, in the current situation, if we find water, please share it with us."
The villagers began to blame the little girl and asked her where the water was. The little girl was very scared. She held the bowl and tried to squeeze out of the crowd, but someone pushed her from behind. She was tripped and fell to the ground.
"Wow!"
The bowl fell to the ground and broke into two pieces. However, to everyone's surprise, the water in the bowl floated in mid-air without spilling. The little girl breathed a sigh of relief, and the water in the air was like a piece of dough, held by her legs. She raised her head, but she soon realized that it was good!
Everyone looked at the ball of water in the little girl's legs in horror. Some people screamed in fear, but many people moved away, as if they had seen something terrifying.
"She can control water! She can't control the water Yumon demon clan!"
"No wonder they don't have any water there. It must be her fault!"
"All the Yumon demons deserve to die!"
The little girl huddled up in panic. She was only four years old and had no idea why the villagers scolded her and cursed her like that. She tightly protected the water in her legs to prevent her mother from getting life-saving water. , she couldn't let that ball of water fall to the ground.
The irritable villagers caught her and tied her up roughly. She asked for Yumeng to be destroyed. Many people spat at her and regarded her as the hated Shuiyoumeng!
The little girl's legs and feet were tied and hung in the air, but the ball of water still floated in front of her. Even though the villagers tried to grab the ball of water several times, they failed, and the ball of water was caught by the little girl. The girl held tight. Soon her father heard the sound and came over. The little girl showed a happy smile and even controlled the ball of water and sent it to her father.
"Dad, take the bowl and use the water to save mother." The little girl controlled the water and said inarticulately.
His father stared blankly at the puddle of water, with a look of horror in his eyes. He took a few steps back in fear, and suddenly shouted: "I am a wicked Shui Youmeng! Give him Xue'er so much!"
The little girl's father grabbed the ball of water. Strangely enough, the ball of water that no one could take away was like a thin film wrapped in her father's legs. Her father actually grabbed him directly on his legs. middle. But when her father grabbed the ball of water, he hit the little girl hard!
The ball of water finally dispersed and splashed all over the little girl.
The four-year-old girl had no idea why her father asked her to do that. She stared at her father blankly, and some little boys also started to hit her with pebbles. She couldn't avoid it, and there were shocking scars all over her body.
The scorching moon was still scorching the earth, and her legs were tied with ropes and she was hung in the grain drying field.
"Kill her!"
"Wrong! Kill the Shuiyumen demon clan!"
Many villagers brought dry firewood and piled it around her. The little girl showed fear and begged her father to save her, but her father had already left. She was desperate, and the flames burned instantly, which was strange. The flames could not ignite her body, so she kept struggling. Even after the firewood was burned out, she did not die.
The villagers were even more frightened. They were sure that she was a Shuiyumen demon. Everyone knew that Shuiyumeng demons could not be burned to death, so they took her to the mountain, dug a deep pit, and buried her alive!
A four-year-old girl was buried alive by the villagers as Shuiyumeng because she revealed her ability to control water!
The scorching moon was still scorching the earth, and she was buried in the dry soil.
The little girl couldn't breathe, but she was still alive. God seemed to have opened his eyes, the dark clouds quickly drove away the sun, and the raindrops finally fell to the east, soaking the soil and seeping into the east. The water slowly wrapped around her body, as if it had exhausted its last strength. Her body disappeared into the rain, and then a figure appeared in the rain and fell to the ground.
The little girl hugged her knees and shivered. She raised her head and saw villagers cheering in the distance. She could faintly hear the villagers shouting, "Because they killed a Yumon demon, that rain is not a reward from God!"
She saw her father being one of the cheering people. At that moment, she was disheartened. She knew she could never go back. She cried loudly, but her voice was drowned in the raindrops and was blown away by the thunder. The sound covered her and no one could hear her cry. Rain mixed with tears wrapped her up...
Mu Yu looked at all that, feeling extremely sad. He was like a bystander, watching those scenes repeated over and over again. The villagers in the distance were celebrating, but there was a little girl crying sadly.
He squatted next to the little girl and put his legs on the little girl's shoulders.
"Qiao Xue, no him." Mu Yu said softly.
The little girl raised her head and saw Mu Yu. The little girl in Mu Yu's eyes suddenly turned into Qiao Xue. Qiao Xue burst into tears and she hugged Mu Yu tightly.
"Why? Why did they want to wrong him like that? What did he do wrong? What did he do wrong!" Qiao Xue sobbed and trembled. She didn't know how to be famous, the villagers spurned her, and her father didn't come to help her. She was like a lost child who couldn't find the direction of home.
"I didn't do anything wrong, otherwise everyone would be too afraid of the Yumon Demon Clan." Mu Yu gently patted Qiao Xue on the back.
"No, humans are all selfish. Didn't I realize it?" Xuan Ming's pleasant voice suddenly echoed around her. The raindrops around her slowly formed a water cloud like flowing water. She was surrounded by It looks extremely beautiful in the azure light.
"Qiao Xue, don't listen to her, she is deliberately misleading me." Mu Yu looked at Xuan Ming beside him angrily. There were no memories of Qiao Xue there. None of them could hurt anyone, and Mu Yu didn't know what to do. Xuan Ming was expelled from Qiao Xue's memories.
"No? The human in front of me showed mercy to me in every way, but he made a joke with me. He doesn't like me at all! I am a person abandoned by the human race, and no one will like me!" When Xuan Ming said those words, his voice was so charming and elegant, and there was no hint of any malice.
Qiao Xue let go of Mu Yu and looked at Mu Yu's face, a hint of sadness appeared on her expression. From the day she was four years old, she no longer believed in humans and was taken in by the demon clan. When she was in the Second Heaven, she met Mu Yu, but he was inexplicably cruel to a human being she didn't believe in. He made a joke with her because of the wrong side. She was very confused. She found out that Xuan Ming's words were wrong. Human beings are selfish and have no emotions at all.
"I'm just like them." Qiao Xue pushed Mu Yu away and ran behind her. But no matter where she ran, there would always be a group of cheering villagers waiting for her. She found that she had no way to escape. She didn't want to see all that, but she couldn't get rid of it all.
Her heart was tormenting, and she was heading toward collapse step by step. She covered her ears and screamed miserably, wondering if the cheers of the villagers could always linger in her ears.
Mu Yu hugged Qiao Xue. He didn't know what he was doing, so he unconsciously hugged Qiao Xue into his arms, and then kissed Qiao Xue.
Like the ice and snow melting, the rain suddenly stopped, all the villagers disappeared, the earth still looked like it was dry and cracked, the sun was scorching everything, but everything seemed less demanding, and the two young hearts suddenly They just stuck together.
It was warm and affectionate, Mu Yu and Qiao Xue embraced each other there, and time seemed to have stopped.
Xuan Ming's voice has disappeared, as if nothing in the world can disturb them.