"I'll get one for you, and I'll call you Xia Hong from now on."
"I can't read." The little girl said honestly.
Xie Lingyan raised her forehead and asked, "White hair, am I asking for trouble?"
The white-haired god said, "If you want to take her with you, then take her with you."
"Ha, haven't you always been against me being a good person? Why are you supporting me and asking for trouble now?"
The white-haired fairy thought, maybe, this is fate.
He remembered something that happened a long time ago, a long, long time ago.
She was also a little girl who had no one to rely on. She was alone, walking alone, walking through thousands of mountains and rivers alone, and almost couldn't survive the dangerous world.
She didn't know what she was looking for or what she wanted.
She kept walking, bumping and trudging along the way, and finally met a good family, including a kind and kind old woman and a gentle and elegant woman.
She thought she could live happily ever after, but that home was soon destroyed to pieces.
The old woman was killed, the woman was killed, and finally she was left alone to continue walking.
It seems like she is destined to be lonely.
She doesn't deserve family affection.
She set up a wooden sign for the old woman and the woman, which was their tombstone.
Then she continued walking alone, wading through high mountains and crossing dangerous rivers. Her hands were covered with scars and her body was stained with a color called blood.
She stood on the highest mountain and looked down at the vast sky and earth.
She looked at the war in the world indifferently, with no sadness or joy on her face.
Until one day, I saw another family running in the beacon fire. There were children, women, and old women there.
They are running away.
She followed them with her eyes and saw the deadly weapon approaching the three people, so she drew her sword.
Cut it off with one sword.
shining.
Some people looked up and said, "The goddess has appeared and she has come to save us."
She didn't understand why these people paid homage to her.
She was not saving them, that sword was to stop those murderous intentions. With just one sword, she could repel thousands of troops.
It was also because of this sword that she stood on the opposite side of the chaos in the world.
She was surrounded and suppressed by a large number of people.
She didn't know what she had done wrong, she just wanted to protect the family of three and had no other thoughts.
But those people regarded her as a traitor and wanted her dead.
She didn’t want to die, so she stood in front of the mighty formation:
If gods stand in the way, they will kill gods; if they stand in the way of Buddha, they will kill Buddha.
She killed the sky and the darkness.
I don’t know why, but I just want this world to be brighter.
She didn't like this world at first, but when someone reached out to her and she felt warm, she felt it was worth it.
…
The white-haired fairy looked into the distance, where there was the past, where there were wind and rain, but there were also beautiful and flawless scenery.
Xie Lingyan didn't know that the white-haired fairy was thinking about the past. She took the little girl to wash her face, found an ancient well, took the nearby barrel and threw it down, but heard a dull sound, as if something terrible had been hit.
She wanted to look inside.
The white-haired fairy told her not to look, "There are dead people inside."
Xie Lingyan was so frightened that she threw away the rope. Her whole body was hairy, "What kind of broken place is this?"
"As you can see, some people practice evil arts. They say drinking blood is wine and children's blood is life-saving medicine. It's nothing more than that."
"What should I do if I want to run away?"
"No more innate Bagua skills?"
Xie Lingyan stopped and said, "No, since I'm here, I can't go back without success. I must get my innate Bagua technique. I'm such a bad guy. If I don't strengthen myself, I will be easily abused."
The white-haired fairy: "..."
Xie Lingyan took Xia Hong elsewhere and found a wealthy family. She picked up the knocker on the door and knocked again and again. Someone came running inside and said, "Come on, come on, don't rush me anymore."
He was a housekeeper. He opened the door and saw a girl in white holding a dirty little girl.
The housekeeper was stunned for a moment, his face was full of displeasure, and he actually closed the door.
Xie Lingyan wanted to walk in, but she didn't expect the housekeeper to be so straightforward. The door suddenly closed and almost hit her in the face.
"Oh, is it so embarrassing?"
This is already the fourth family. They all say that things can only be done by three people. They all treat her like a red snake and a fierce beast. She is very frustrated, you know. She just thinks, I am going to help you solve your difficult problem, but I can't even start. I think you are in trouble.
I'm still asking for help, right?
Do you really think that I, Xie Lingyan, am the reincarnation of a living Bodhisattva, and that I have a million understanding hearts?
"Come on, Xia Hong, let's force our way in. This is the only one. No choice. I must grab a bucket of water for you to wash your face." She raised her foot and kicked open the closed door.
Lei Chengyang stood aside silently, as if he was a mute, watching without any concern for himself.
He knew that Xie Lingyan was nosy, maybe because she had lived with her grandma, and she had a particularly partial feeling towards the elderly and children.
But things in this world are all about friendship and hatred. Once they are entangled, they will become chaos even if they are not sorted out.
Xie Lingyan walked in grandly, and the housekeeper was frightened. He ran to tell the old lady, "They're here, they're here again."
Xie Lingyan went to find water by herself, and asked Xia Hong to wash her face.
He even threw the person into the tub and asked her to scrub him clean.
For people with mysophobia, it is really unacceptable to have a clay figure next to them.
Xia Hong was a little scared and thought her sister was going to clean her and eat her.
Xie Lingyan didn't know that the girl had used her endless imagination. She asked the little kid to come out and "put on new clothes."
Xia Hong could only obey. Her hair was still as dry as grass. There was nothing she could do. She couldn't eat well or sleep well all year round. It would be nice to be alive.
Xie Lingyan helped tie her hair and did it herself, just like a mother taking care of her little daughter.
She thought, I'm not married yet, and all I do is motherhood.
A younger brother left and a younger sister came. Life was miserable.
While she was complaining, she dressed up the little one. With a little effort, the girl who was originally like a black cat turned into a smart and cute little girl.
Xia Hong has an exquisite appearance. After being groomed and renovated, she was originally a little clay figurine and transformed into a porcelain doll. If a monster saw it, they would probably not be able to help but pounce on her and eat her.
The white-haired fairy asked with black lines on her face, "Aren't you deliberately letting her show off?"
"Oh, you're right, I just let her show off on purpose."
"You still say you won't cause trouble, aren't you just looking for trouble?"
"There's nothing I can do. I've come here, so I can't do nothing." When she led Xia Hong out, she happened to see the wife of this family coming out. She was a frail woman, wearing blue clothes, with a decent appearance.
Suya, she said, "Are you here to kill people again?"
Xie Lingyan asked, "Who are you talking about? I couldn't see a few people along the way. Although this small village is not big, looking at the terrain, it is considered a geomantic treasure. Why have everyone in the village left?
?”
The woman said, "I thought you were one of those people."
"who?"
"He is the culprit who scared away everyone in this village."