Xia Ge went directly to the clothing store, thinking with her toes that Ye Ze must have disappeared here.
However, when people went to the building, it was empty and closed.
Looking up, the pale white fangs on the black background on the pillars of the ready-to-wear store also disappeared.
"... ugh?"
Xia Ge kicked the door and walked in under the gazes of passers-by, but the store was empty, and there was no one in the former dungeon.
A little beggar knew her and quickly pulled her away, "What are you kicking, you'll be out of luck if someone from the rank comes over in a while..."
[Rank]Similar to government agencies, but composed of cultivators to maintain the peace of the town.
Xia Ge asked, "Where are the people in this store?"
"It closed a few days ago."
Xia Ge has lived in the ruined temple for a few months, and the little beggar and Xia Ge are also familiar with each other. Hearing this, he laughed.
closed
The obvious clues were cut off at once, and Xia Ge asked, "Then do you know where they went?"
The little beggar shook his head: "How do I know this."
"… Thank you."
Xia Ge looked at the back of the little beggar leaving and felt a little headache.
Ye Ze was indeed taken away, and his identity should have been discovered by the people of the Evil Ghost Camp.
This is not good.
But the old beggar seems to know a lot about the evil ghost camp. If you ask, you should get a lot of clues.
Xia Ge turned around and was about to leave, but she hurriedly walked for a while in the direction outside the town. Just as she turned to an official road, she saw several people hurriedly walking in front of her and passing by.
He looked unbearable and uneasy, as if he saw something and avoided something.
Xia Ge frowned and walked forward, brushing past them, and after a few steps, she passed a narrow cul-de-sac. She didn't pay attention, and walked straight forward, but after two steps, she walked away from her. Several obscene smirks were heard in the alley.
"Looks really good..."
"Haha, you should be able to get a lot of money when you sell it to the Dreaming Building..."
"Let the uncle touch it first..."
"Why are you blindfolded and let the uncle take it off and take a look?"
"… "
Xia Ge's intuition was wrong and stopped.
I thought of a few passersby who just looked worried.
… I see.
She thought of Ye Ze who was nowhere to be seen, and still told herself not to meddle in her own business, just one Ye Ze made her head big like a fight, where did she get the energy to take care of others—
Don't worry, Xia Ge.
= =
Gray and gloomy sky.
She can't see it.
In her world, there is only a silent and endless darkness.
The shackles of the eyes are torn apart and the eyelids are opened, but the world will not be bright because of this, and darkness is shrouded in it. In any case, the road ahead and the light cannot be seen.
The stench of men permeates.
"Haha, this kid's skin is really tender..."
"...let me touch it."
Someone's footsteps, paused, and hurried.
With indifference.
This world is so miserable.
Who can save her
no one.
Closer, closer.
Small footsteps sounded outside the alley.
The two walked past.
Three people walked past.
…
Nobody stopped.
No one will stop.
Dirty hands stroking her cheeks.
Hot and disgusting.
Strange, the plain cloth was taken away, but with her eyes open, she couldn't see anything except the darkness.
The beautiful girl raised her head, and the blood-stained white cloth was taken off, revealing her pale gray almond eyes like frosted glass.
There is no spirit, as if covered with a layer of dust, unable to penetrate a little brilliance.
"Why is this kid like wood—"
"Hey, wood is fine too..."
Chu Yi thought.
It seems that no one can save her.
… No, not if it can, but, will it.
From start to finish.
From start to finish.
The only one who can save yourself is yourself.
She raised her head and put her hands behind her back, looking innocent and kind.
Yes... everyone, like this look.
Both like smiling sweet, well-behaved children.
She likes it too.
If only she had always been like this.
The man was stimulated by her innocent appearance, only to feel even more lustful, and he became anxious to start. He said to his companion, "You wait on the side, I will come first—"
… She's always been nice.
Why is she so obedient.
How many people would want to hurt her
The sinister hand slowly descended, as if to rip her clothes, with only one person in front of her, and another person watching.
Heavy breathing.
-Why, no one has come to rescue her yet
She really, really wanted to be a good, good child.
Really want to.
= =
Say don't care, don't care.
Xia Ge did exactly that, but after walking a few steps, he didn't hear the victim's cry for help.
- Forget about Xia Ge!
The man who was talking nonsense at the beginning instead let out a groan.
A trace of bloody smell, but quietly diffused.
Bloody smell? !
When Xia Ge came back to her senses, she had followed her instinct and returned to the alley, thinking that at least the people from [Rank] would be brought over, although they might not care, but...
Why does she want so much! Who will understand that she is still a child!
asphyxia!
However, Xia Ge hadn't finished scolding, and all the thoughts in front of her were choked in her throat, and she couldn't utter a single word—
It was dripping blood.
Two men and a familiar girl.
A sharp, dark dagger.
The girl's pink satin was stained with the smell of blood. One of the men lowered his head and turned his back to Xia Ge. The tip of the jet-black dagger protruded from his back. In the dark alley, Xia Ge could see it. The tip of the dagger reflected the red light of blood.
One kill.
The gushing blood stained the girl's clothes red, and the snow-white bandages wrapped around her eyes that she had seen before fell on the ground, clearly covered in blood, but the light gray glass eyes that were like a layer of mist could not penetrate half of the blood.
Her mindless eyes, as if staring at the alley, also seemed to be staring at the late Xia Ge.
Godless.
Matte.
Like, Doudou, who was bruised and bruised and covered in blood back then.
This look is talking.
- What are you doing, you're only here now.
Xia Ge felt as if his heart was instantly clenched by that gaze, and then opened and shattered bit by bit.
The man on the side was stunned with sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks. He never imagined that a five-year-old girl would have such lethal power. The next moment, he murmured, "Killed...killed-killed-"
He staggered past Xia Ge with a bum of shit, crawling and crawling, his face full of horror, and hissing and howling—"Killed!!!"
As soon as Xia Ge stretched out his legs, the howling man was tripped by Xia Ge and bit his shit. When he got up again, his front teeth had been knocked out. He covered his mouth and stared at Xia Ge with wide eyes, whimpering and saying no. After speaking, Xia Ge looked up at him, his pupils were cold, and a little purple awn oozes faintly, "Shut up, get out!"
The purple light caught people's attention, and for a moment, an instinctive sense of compliance that emerged from the heart shocked the man's body, and then ran away in a panic.
On the other side, the girl pulled the dark dagger out of the man's chest.
Blood spurted out.
The girl didn't hide, leaving her white face and neck stained with bright red blood, the man's body slowly slid down, and finally his head rested on the girl's thin shoulders.
The direction of the girl's face was facing her, and the light gray glass-like pupils could not see the slightest light. The red lips on the snow-white cheeks stained with blood were like cherries, and for a while, he couldn't tell whether the lips were redder or the blood was more vivid.
Numb, expressionless face.
A whole body of blood.
There was no light in the dark alley.
Xia Ge thought of Doudou.
Different location, different age.
But it was the same, covered in blood, with dull pupils and numbness on his face.
—If she had just come earlier.
—If she just hung up on it not so much.
Silent dark alley, no light.
Today, there is no snow.
The girl raised her head slowly, the man's weight was on her, she didn't care, the black dagger in her hand was dripping blood, she muttered to herself, "Mother said, the world is suffering; …”
It was still the same day, the sweet and shy voice that answered her questions, with a child-like confusion and innocence.
Bloody innocence.
Xia Ge suddenly felt a little cold, and the icy coldness spread from his heart.
When Doudou knelt down in front of her with blood all over her body, the cold and pale snow fell in her eyes.
So desperate.
Xia Ge once thought.
If only at that time, who could save Doudou, who could save them, that would be great.
But…
The girl murmured and licked the blood on her lips lightly. She seemed to be asking Xia Ge, and she seemed to be asking herself, "So, are you here to save me?"
Xia Ge was speechless.
Not hearing Xia Ge's answer, the girl didn't care, "It's not here to save me, or it's here to catch me."
"… "
"Or, a passerby?"
"...It doesn't matter who you are." The girl asked herself, "No matter what you do, can you tell me why life is so hard?"
Xia Ge was silent.
Can't get an answer.
"But it's okay." The girl licked the blood on her lips, and didn't seem to expect her to answer, she just murmured, "...Blood is sweet."
She smiled slightly, as if she had figured out something, "It's also very warm."
When the warm blood spilled on the body.
It's not cold anymore.
… so what
- For a moment.
Xia Ge suddenly began to hate himself just now.
That's none of your business.
utterly hated.
You never know how desperate your indifference can lead to a once hopeful person.
It's not the predicament that often makes people feel cold.
but the indifference of others.
Obviously, as long as you pull it, it will not be like this.
Obviously…
Xia Ge walked over, moved the girl's body away, kicked it aside, and the heavy body fell to the ground with a muffled thud, as if it hit someone's heart.
Heartbreaking.
She stretched out her hand, wiped the blood off her face little by little, and said softly.
"you are wrong."
"Blood is not sweet."
The girl did not avoid her touch as before.
It was just the pitch-black dagger drawn from the man's chest, and the sharp point of the dagger pressed against her chest.
Sharp and dangerous.
It seems that at any time, she will have the same fate as the man just now.
Xia Ge didn't feel scared.
She was just distressed.
Very distressed.
Just like three years ago, Doudou gave her a bun regardless of the blood all over her body.
"Blood is bitter." Xia Ge heard himself say, "Not only is it bitter, but it is also dirty."
The dark dagger in the girl's hand was still pressed against her chest, and she didn't let go. Her voice was calm, but she lost the tenderness and shyness she had when she painted her eyes a few days ago. , "It's sweet."
You are lying.
Disregarding the dagger on his chest, Xia Ge reached out and brushed away the girl's blood-stained hair. The hair was pulled away, but the blood was still on his forehead. The tip licked her chest, she lowered her head, kissed her forehead lightly, and kissed the blood off the girl's forehead little by little.
Then softly said.
"I tasted it."
"This blood is very bitter."
Lip temperature, warm and soft.
The girl's hand was a little unstable.
… very gentle.
No one has ever been so kind to her.
The mother would only scold her as a slut, and the maid would only obey her orders tremblingly.
No one has ever been so kind to her.
Dare to be so gentle to her.
… a bit sweet.
It seems a little sweeter than blood.
- But she didn't come to save herself, why should she be so gentle
"You lied to me." She said, flustered in her heart, but her voice remained calm, and the tip of the dagger even leaned in slightly, "Blood is not bitter, but sweet."
Outside the alleys, there were riots of soldiers.
The man who ran out seemed to be calling for someone to come, and if the man of rank came, the child would be punished.
Murder violates the law of order.
Because of her indifference at that moment.
She picked up the butcher's knife.
"That's because you're too bitter, that's why you find it sweet." Xia Ge held her wrist holding the dagger, trying to make her voice soft and gentle, but couldn't hide the slight trembling in her voice, she said to her: "…I've tasted a lot of very sweet and sweet things."
"So, for me, blood is really too bitter."
The child looked up at her.
Just like Doudou back then.
Just as dazed.
Shocking.
Does this happen to people who can't see
They will stubbornly stare in one direction, as if she can see it, their bodies are trembling because they have done cruel things, but their eyes are always so firm and gentle.
Chu Yi's hand holding the dagger trembled a little, she heard this person say unbelievable words—
"It's not hard to live." Xia Ge answered her previous question, "Birth, old age, sickness and death, resentment, love, parting and seeking is the normal state of life."
… very sweet.
Listen to this man's trembling voice.
I think it's kind of sweet.
Hands are so warm.
- But she didn't come to save herself.
She is the same as those passers-by.
Meeting strangers has nothing to do with her.
"...I don't believe it." The girl's voice was immature.
The pink silk clothes had been dyed crimson by the hot and humid blood of the man. With the passage of time, the warmth of the blood gradually dissipated, the breeze blew through the alleys, and the lurking coldness came to my mind.
The hot blood will only give her a few moments of scorching warmth.
Then she was given a biting coldness.
The dagger in his hand was unsteady.
Trembling, about to fall.
very cold.
Why are you suffering again
The streets are getting more and more chaotic.
Xia Ge's eyes deepened slightly. This child is covered in blood, and he can't stay here any longer. If he is discovered by Rank...
She took off her coat and wrapped the girl.
"Let's avoid these people, okay?" Xia Ge softened her voice, she steadied the girl's dagger on her chest and the girl's trembling hand, and repeated, "Don't talk, let's avoid these people, okay? "
Unlike the man just now, who was tall and full of bitterness, this man, thin and small, was a little sweet.
Very soft, hands, and very warm.
Even if he didn't come to save himself.
She didn't want this person to die either.
... It would be great if he came to save her.
"...Are you here to save me?" She asked again in a low voice, gently, with hope.
The hustle and bustle outside the alley overwhelmed Xia Ge's low reply.
"Um."
The girl didn't speak, but the dagger in her hand dipped slightly, and Xia Ge tamely allowed Xia Ge to pick her up.
Like a small beast with half of its claws.
Probing cautiously.
Xia Ge held the person in her arms, and the ghosts and shadows activated, holding the girl over the low wall of the alley, the moment she landed, she heard a panicked and confident voice from a man across the wall, "That's it, It's that little bitch..."
"… Where are the people?"
Xia Ge wanted to cover the girl's ears, but she had no hands.
The child still heard.
The girl's eyes were covered with blood-stained white cloth, and she didn't know when the dagger in her hand had been completely put down.
This man is sweet.
Sweet enough to ignore those, negligible bitterness.
So want more.
more and more.
It's okay to lie.
Just get more and more.
She tugged at Xia Ge's sleeve.
The voice was small and soft, "It's so bitter." No, it's actually very sweet.
This hug is so tender.
Strangers don't matter.
Might kill her, that's okay.
It doesn't matter what.
Just keep her warm a little bit.
She is a little cold now.
"It won't be bitter anymore." Xia Ge coaxed her.
The child's body was cold, and although Xia Ge was also very cold, he wrapped himself tightly, like two people who were only left with each other, leaning against each other, and lowered their heads by the way. Pay attention.
Out of the alley, Xia Ge touched the pitiful copper plate in his pocket and looked at the sky again.
The sun was hidden in the clouds, and the sky was a little gloomy, as if it was about to rain.
Then the question arises, should I take care of this poor little one first, or should I quickly go back to the broken temple and ask the whereabouts of the old beggar and the evil ghost camp to save Ye Ze
It was precisely because she was afraid of this dilemma that she had hung up on herself before. To be honest, she wanted to find Ye Ze, who didn't know where she was going, and who didn't know where she was going.
That person's situation is obviously more dangerous than this child.
The girl was sensitively aware of Xia Ge's dilemma, she tugged at Xia Ge's sleeve with one hand, and pointed the tip of the dagger at Xia Ge's chest with a soft, sweet voice, "You said you tasted something very sweet. , so the blood is bitter."
"Are you lying to me?"
- You can't let go if you catch it.
This sweet person, now, is hers alone.
Xia Ge: "… "
three minutes later.
Xia Ge touched the empty purse with one hand, and held the little girl who had changed into new clothes and held candied haws with the other, thinking silently about the meaning of life.
Well, the savings she's saved in the past few months can be considered squandered.
so poor.
It's been a tough day.
"Sweet." The little girl bit the hawthorn, her voice soft, "Very sweet."
Don't lie to the little liar, she doesn't believe that the little girl who used to be a noble girl has never eaten sugar gourd.
You are sweet, she is bitter.
Xia Ge looked at her new clothes melancholy, "Really, why do I feel a little bitter."
system:"… "
Xia Ge led the person to a sparsely populated place outside the town and touched her head.
The little girl is very obedient to touch.
"Okay, now I'm going back."
Xia Ge said seriously, "You don't want to kill anymore, it's a crime."
Is this supposed to be a crime? Hey, don't worry, go back now.
Hearing the words, the girl suddenly squeezed the candied hawthorn with one hawthorn left, "...Are you leaving?"
-Can't!
"Are you going to leave me?"
-no!
Xia Ge is very realistic: "I can't afford you."
system:"… "
The girl hugged Xia Ge's calf very seriously, "I'll give you my life, don't leave me behind."
cannot be separated.
will suffer.
This man is sweet.
This is hers.
cannot be separated.
Can't die.
The little girl still had a bit of hawthorn in her mouth. This sentence was sobbing and sounded insincere at all.
Xia Ge: "..." Why do I want your life, and I can't sell it for money, this is the logic of God.
... a child.
Xia Ge sighed and squatted down, "I'm going to find someone, and it will be very tiring to follow me."
The girl shook her head, loosened her legs and pulled her sleeves: "I don't want you to support me, and I won't be tired."
Xia Ge: "..." But I will be very tired.
System: "Host, that, this is Ye Ze's harem member, key plot mission, ahem..."
Xia Ge: "Oh." It's none of my business.
System: "..." Soft and hard don't eat.
despair.
Xia Ge touched the girl's head, "I'm sorry."
She wants to break into the evil ghost camp alone, to save the Son of Destiny, and the others should not be implicated.
Xia Ge got up and was about to leave, but the girl's hand on her sleeve slowly loosened.
Xia Ge took a few steps.
"…Murdering is wrong, right?" The girl opened her eyes blankly and suddenly opened her mouth.
Xia Ge was stunned for a moment, then nodded, but after realizing that the other party couldn't see it, he said "um", "It's not right."
The sound is a little far away.
Chu Yi thought.
Three steps.
- To keep this person.
"Then did I just kill the wrong one?" She tilted her head, as if it was a child's innocence, "Am I guilty?"
Xia Ge thought of everything just now.
A child covered in blood with a numb look on his face.
The more innocent.
What she experienced just now, the more cruel it seemed.
Xia Ge: "… "
I don't even know what to say.
This child is very similar to Doudou at that time.
Desperate and helpless.
It's just that Doudou faced bullying at that time and had no choice but to bear it passively. The child chose to pick up the butcher's knife.
Too defensive.
In an instant, the roles will change.
It is easy for people to see the undue harm suffered by the perpetrator, but it also ignores the despair and panic suffered by the victim.
- Although he wanted to hurt you, you already killed him, didn't you
People will say that.
You killed him for whatever reason.
You are guilty.
The girl took a step towards her, her cherry lips lightly parted, and asked again, "Am I wrong?"
Word by word, like rain hitting me, it's very cold.
On the heart, it is colder.
It was like thorns again, whipping her momentary indifference little by little.
After a while, Xia Ge heard himself say, "You're right."
She took another step towards her and asked, "Am I guilty?"
One step, two steps, the distance between two people, there is one more step.
Like so far away.
Xia Ge finally sighed, turned and crouched down and hugged the child who was one step away, breaking the seemingly insurmountable one step away, with a slightly childish voice with gentle coaxing, "You are not guilty."
It is not the child who chooses to pick up the knife who is guilty, but the self who chooses to be indifferent between those thoughts.
"But if you leave." The girl's voice was immature, "I will kill more and more people."
"I will not be obedient, and I will commit many, many sins."
"I'll always be a bad boy."
—Because that's the only way she can survive.
Otherwise, you will be gouged out, sold, bullied, humiliated, and finally died silently in a dark corner.
No one cares about death.
Xia Ge stood there, not moving.
"If I kill a lot of people like I just did."
"At that time, would it be wrong for me to live?"
she asked.
With a child's ignorance.
After a long time, Xia Ge heard his difficult voice.
"It's not wrong for anyone to live."
Even the most vicious thugs.
He also has the right to live.
"You're even more wrong."
When there is no one to help and hopeless people, they will choose to pick up the butcher's knife.
Xia Ge suddenly thought of a sentence the world had seen before.
- It's not me that's wrong, it's the world.
Naked portrayal.
"But, I want to be a good boy." - If good boys don't die.
She raised her head, as if asking her, but also as if she was talking to herself, "How can I be a good boy?"
"Can you tell me?"
How can she be a good child who can live
The girl is holding a hawthorn candied hawthorn in her right hand, her left hand is behind her back, she is looking up at her tender white face that was stained with blood, her voice is sweet and ignorant, and her almond eyes are like a layer of light gray glass covered with mist. , and was subsequently wetted by shattered rainwater.
Pale white thunderbolts penetrated the dark sky, followed by the sound of rumbling and muffled thunder, and the pattering rain slowly drifted down.
The sound of rain confused the girl's perception, she didn't know what the man was doing.
The man did not answer her.
In the darkness, even the hearing was blurred by the sound of rain.
- Will you go
Panic, disturbed, but believing.
- won't go.
This man will never leave.
She thought about it, but slowly squeezed the hilt of the meteor dagger in her left hand.
If the person disagrees.
Then...
- The Buddha said that people have eight sufferings.
Birth, old age, sickness and death, resentment will meet, love parting, can not ask.
Xia Ge thought.
Perhaps she was about to experience the ninth inhuman suffering of raising a child.
Xia Ge turned around and held the child's hand holding the candied haws, and sighed, "Before I tell you..."
"... Put down the knife in your left hand first."
The girl laughed the moment she held her hand, and then obediently put the meteor dagger with her left hand behind her back and received it in its sheath.
Xia Ge thought, whatever.
If she left the child now.
Then, what is the difference between the self who hates and who chooses to be indifferent at that moment
May be powerless.
But she will try her best.