Chapter four hundred and twenty-eight: Returning to the heart and thinking of kindness
The moon was hidden behind the clouds, and only a dim light came through, and very few fell on the ground. But the stars were very bright, and they fell on the ground in large swaths. It was enough for her - for her
It was enough for a monster. She could see the road in front of her clearly, but she didn't know where to go. On such a vast grassland, there were roads everywhere, or there were no roads everywhere.
She ran for so long that she lost track of time. The sky was always dark and the moon never came out, as if time was frozen. She was the only living thing in the stagnant space. From a distance, she looked like an ant.
Crawling slowly on the plain. But God knows how fast she ran, she was just too small.
Too small.
Different scenery appeared in front of her. She didn't know what it was before she got closer, but her legs still didn't stop. It was obvious that it was an abandoned village. It had not been baptized by artillery fire, and there were no ruins.
It's still complete, but still
You can tell the difference between it and a "living" village at a glance, and you don't even need to use the demon's sense of smell to judge whether there are traces of living people inside. Any ordinary person looks at these wildly growing plants and the thick dust covering them.
buildings, you can get the answer.
Xue Miyin just broke into the village. At the same time, her pace slowed down a lot. The moment she came to a complete stop, she fell to the ground and hit a stone with her hand. But she did not try to push herself up.
, she was exhausted, and this fatigue was caused by her
The moment she stopped, she suddenly erupted. A strong soreness spread from her legs and spread out from her limbs. Her whole body was controlled by this abnormality, just like an ordinary human being. But really speaking,
Ordinary human beings would have died on the road long ago.
I don't know how long it took, but she finally recovered and could barely stand up. This superior body reminded her all the time that she herself was obviously completely different from the human period.
At a certain point in time, she also became "two people".
However, her arms tightly hugged the shamisen from beginning to end, hugging some kind of proof that she had been born as a human being.
She stood up stiffly and wandered around the abandoned village. The small wounds on her body healed without her noticing, but it was slower than before. Maybe she was too tired, or maybe her mind was not here. There was no activity in the village.
There was not even a single corpse among the people. In such a silent and chaotic world, it was not uncommon for villages to end up like this. They all met the end of their demise, at most in different forms.
There are no corpses, so they may have been disposed of centrally. Looking at the bright side, the villagers chose to leave while they were still alive. This is not an important issue. Natural disasters and man-made disasters are both possible, not to mention the ten evils are rampant, and any evil person
Even a village or even a city can be easily squeezed out in its own way. There are also parts worth using, but such a small-scale village cannot bear even the simplest carnival.
The evil messenger of Qiyu knows what to do - if there are still people alive in this village.
But she was too tired, so tired that she didn't even have the energy to exploit others. Her soul and body were exhausted, but she still held on and walked aimlessly in the abandoned village. She walked into a house at random. Choose
There's nothing special about the reason here, it's just that it just opens the door.
There was a brazier in the house, which seemed so normal in this slightly cold season. But she knew that it must have been left last year, the year before last, or earlier. The firewood was very dry, maybe this place was not humid in the first place.
The wood was also covered with a thick layer of ash. Miyin raised a hand and passed it over the brazier, igniting a scorching flame underneath.
The dust was swallowed up by tongues of fire in an instant, making an imperceptible sizzling sound, and the whole room became bright and warm. The two flames burned in her eyes, but they had no temperature, and they still looked so cold. They did not reflect her
Her eyes were in the same distant place. Her eyes were like mirrors, making the distance farther and farther away.
Miyin sat down on the dusty ground. She didn't care, her clothes were already very dirty anyway, and there were a lot of dust on her face. She held the shamisen without saying a word. Not long after, she took out another
The fragment of amber in her pocket. It was packed so casually, and it didn't even fall out due to her bump.
It was such a thin piece, and the thickest part near the center was about one centimeter. It was as big as a pick of a piano string, but the thickness was not that uniform. She held it and tried to pluck it on the strings.
The dry and stiff sound coming from the shamisen made her feel too unfamiliar. It was really strange. The harp was a familiar harp, and the strings were familiar strings, but the sound it produced shouldn't seem like something she had never heard before.
.A sense of dryness also surged in her heart.
There was a soft touch coming from beside me.
Miyin was slightly surprised. She turned her head and saw a group of furry things. She opened her eyes wide, feeling "unbelievable" and "reasonable". This picture was really unreal. She had obviously not seen it for a long time. 1
This extremely nostalgic feeling overcame the previous sadness like a spring rain. Miyin reached out his hand and wanted to touch Amiao's head.
It didn't avoid it.
Her hands froze in mid-air.
After a stalemate like this for a while, Miyin took her hand back. But the kitten's ears were slightly pulled back as before, as if it was waiting for her to put her hand up, just like any other girl in the past.
It was the same thing every time. Her expectations were dashed, and its ears slowly stood up again, which made her feel a little guilty.
It is such a clean and soft life.
Not a speck of dust can touch it.
"Why don't you touch it and see?"
Xue Miyin was stunned for a moment when she heard a clear voice. She subconsciously looked around and confirmed that she was the only living thing in the house and even in the whole village. As for Amiao, she could only be said to be a living dead thing.
"you……"
Miyin was really not sure. The voice was clear and clear, and it was the voice of a standard little boy. It was definitely not a figment of her own imagination. She was a little stunned and was stunned for a long time. She did not dare to reply to the voice that appeared out of thin air for a long time. It was because of Amber.
?
She understood.
It's so easy to use... this thing. Xue Miyin tightened her grip on the amber fragment in her hand, and the jagged corners pricked her skin raw. But compared to other things, this feeling can be completely ignored. Those
Magical weapons - those magical weapons that make people flock to them even if they risk their lives, those magical weapons that make people distort their mood and even ignore their old feelings, are indeed so useful.
Only now did she realize that this was the real way to use them.
Even though she felt like there was a knife twisting in her heart and a fire burning in her heart.
"Thank you."
The voice said again.
"Why?" When she asked back, something suddenly blocked her throat. After those three words, no sound came out. She stretched out her hands and kept grabbing her throat, like
It was as if she was trying to push out the blockage. It wasn't until her fragile skin started to turn red and warm that she could barely speak the next words.
"Why... you say that? You helped me a lot, but I didn't do anything for you... and I abandoned you." She repeated, "I abandoned you."
After saying that, the unknown thing filled my throat again.
"Miyin did not abandon me."
There was almost no tone in the voice, and no emotion could be heard. It seemed more like a conclusion was laid out there, unquestionable. So Miyin broke through the choking and said loudly and with a bumpy tone:
"That's just, it's just what you think! But everyone looks like... No, I just did it! I just did it, did this kind of thing! Could it be that--can't I admit it now?"
Don’t I have the courage to admit it by now?
She almost screamed before she could push the broken words out of her voice. Every edge of them made her throat bleed.
"Miyin feels like she has abandoned me?"
Xue Miyin was speechless. She stared at this ball of fur with bright eyes, not knowing how to answer. She only knew that its eyes looked so round and dark, and the spread black pupils could not reflect the light of the fire.
It feels extremely peaceful.
"……I have no idea."
She really doesn't know. She shouldn't shirk responsibility, she just looks like she cares about the opinions of others. She has long forgotten other people's gossip, so what does she care about now? Or is she thinking about someone?
Standard, a threshold that can truly define whether she is "good" or not to Amiao? And who should define this threshold and regulate it?
Victim? Or perpetrator?
Then it can only be "what everyone sees"?
Xue Miyin had no way to answer this question, so she couldn't explain her bad behavior. She shouldn't have to explain it either. In this situation, any explanation would be just a sophistry and a weak defense.
"Then there is no more."
"But--"
But what you say doesn’t count. Miyin wanted to say so. But then again, if A Miao said it doesn’t count, then who has the final say? To put it bluntly, it’s fine if it doesn’t think so. But it
Don’t you think it really “doesn’t exist”?
"You have worked very hard. Thank you," Amiao said silently in the open flame, "Thank you for everything you have done for me."
Miyin suddenly felt an impulse.
She wanted to burst into tears.
She had not cried for a long time. When she was treated unfairly at the host's house, when she lost her childhood sweetheart, when her beloved calico cat was captured and skinned by bad people, she was caught by her old friend and forced to let go and fall from a height.
When she made the irresistible decision to become a monster... No matter how much she collapsed at those important moments, she would never fall into tears.
But now her nose was sore and her throat was choked. She couldn't say a word. It was as if her throat and eyes were connected. As long as she spoke a word, tears would burst out.
"There's no need to say anything, Miyin."
Kittens can hear everything.
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