Ren Qingci turned her head and let go of her hand in a daze. The stuttering man quickly took the opportunity to slip away. She couldn't see who was on the other side, but she could feel the man shaking his hand in front of her eyes and smiling again: "Oh, it turns out I really saw it."
not see"
She recognized that it was the boy who took the lead during the day. His voice was still smiling: "My name is Kou Xiang, what do you call me?"
He was clearly smiling, but she could hear the chill from it, like the coldness of the world of death without sunshine all year round, seeping into people's bones. How can people who come out of the world of death find real warmth?
"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Kou Xiang took a step closer to her, "How can you look like this when you see someone of the same kind?"
similar
Ren Qingci's retreating steps stopped abruptly. The young man in front of her cruelly reminded her of the thing she wanted to forget the most.
She has been pretending for two hundred years, but still cannot become a real witch. She is a demon in the world of death, and she can never get rid of this evil identity.
"What did you do to Xingzi?"
This is the issue she is most concerned about at the moment. What others call a fight is probably just a girl being bullied by a ghost unilaterally.
"It's strange that you are not related to her, so why do you care about her?"
"It's none of your business"
"Of course it's none of my business. You don't know. That girl was eavesdropping on our conversation at the door. Didn't you instruct her to do this?" He laughed again, "We are of the same race. If we have something to say that we can't explain clearly in person, we have to let someone know.
Mortals send messages"
"Okay, let me ask you." Ren Celadon decided not to beat around the bush with him, "Who sent you here?"
Kou Xiang replied: "Of course it's the hall master's order."
"Master?" Ren Qingci was shocked: "Are you all from Rakshasa Hall?"
"Of course those idiots are not, I am!" Kou Xiang's words revealed a certain kind of pride. For people in the world of death, being able to enter the Rakshasa Hall is the supreme honor. For this honor, they must endure what ordinary people cannot imagine.
the hardships
Ren Qingci suddenly had a strange feeling towards the boy because he came from the place where she had failed. So, how much forbearance was contained in his joking smile that she saw during the day?
Every Rakshasa warrior has long been unable to have a real smile. She knows
"The person you are looking for is..."
"It's you, Ren Celadon, Sister Ren." The young man's voice was still cheerful, "Do you remember that we looked at each other during the day? There will always be feelings between people of the same race. Of course, this alone is not enough to confirm you
That’s the person I’m looking for.”
"Um?"
How was it finally confirmed?
Kou Xiang laughed: "Sister Ren, there are not many women who can see during the day and then go blind at night."
Ren Qingci was startled when she heard this. Even an old acquaintance from the death world should never know her characteristics. Her eyes were completely blinded in the trial of Rakshasa Hall. After she escaped from the death world by chance, it was the girl who cured her.