The old things of the past are still before my eyes.
"You little monster, why aren't you dead yet?"
The shrill cry would sometimes ring in his ears. When he closed his eyes, he could see the face twisted with anger. The woman in the memory raised the candlestick high, the burning candle, and the burning candle.
The candle flames and dripping wax pierced his flesh mercilessly, creating a burning smell.
That woman is his mother.
Yu Xi is a half-demon. His father is an unknown demon spirit and evil beast, which took over his mortal mother and gave birth to him as a deformed person who is neither human nor demon. In his memory, his mother sees
His eyes were always full of naked disgust and bottomless hatred.
That unknown monster destroyed her mother's innocence and her supposed happiness. And Yuxi's existence was like a sharp thorn piercing her mother's heart, reminding her all the time,
The humiliation she had suffered. She became the laughing stock of her fellow villagers and did not dare to step out of the house. She stayed at home all day long. Whenever she got angry, she would grab Yu Xi and beat her severely.
But life was still going on, people had to eat and drink, and his mother could avoid seeing people, but he couldn't. Yu Xi couldn't remember exactly when he became the one who showed up in the family. In order to make a living, he had to
Instead of going to the streets, pick up some leftover vegetables and rotten leaves, pick up some rags and rags, take them home to cook and sew and mend.
"Look, look, it's that little monster with four arms!"
"You said if I cut off one of his hands, would he grow another one?"
Even if Yu Xi wraps his shoulders and back in black cloth, there will always be someone who pulls it off, then points at his hands that shouldn't be there and makes all kinds of noises.
There were screams of terror, cold ridicule, and angry roars. "Monster" and "freak" are the softest terms. Others said he was a ghost, a symbol of God's disaster on the world.
His people will all encounter misfortune.
So, he was put in a cloth bag, dragged into a dark alley and beaten hard, but he didn't even see who the assailant was.
When he finally crawled out of the bag, the dark alley was already empty. Yu Xi, who was not yet ten years old at the time, could only drag his broken legs, twisted and dislocated arms, and humiliating urine all over his body.
liquid, and stumbled back home.
Looking at him with a bruised nose and swollen face, and bruises all over his body, his mother did not beat him severely that night. She did not even dislike him for being dirty. She stretched out her hand, touched his broken hand bones, and said two words softly:
"Don't be afraid."
That night, his mother used candlelight to light the bedding at home and set the tables, chairs and benches on fire. In an instant, the dilapidated, slovenly home, the only place he had left, was turned into a sea of flames.
At that moment, Yu Xi felt that there was no light in the sky and the earth, and everything disappeared. He was so confused that he didn't even know how he escaped from the sea of fire. Perhaps it was the instinct of survival that made the young child crawl out of the door of death.
, fled all the way to the suburban mountains and forests.
After that, he hid in a cave in the mountain forest and practiced alone for ten years.
In the past ten years, he has not been out of the mountains once, and has not spoken a word to anyone. If he were an ordinary person, he would have been driven crazy, but Yu Xi was content with it. Being alone, surrounded by shadows, this boundless loneliness, for him
, is already the best destination.
Time flies so fast, just a snap of the fingers.
It seemed that he was destined. One day, he met Ling Sheng.
Every flower, every grass, every smile I saw that day will never be forgotten by Yu Xi throughout his life.
That was twelve years ago, in the dense forest on the outskirts of the town, he suddenly heard the sound of children crying, and couldn't help but take another look. Through the gaps between the layers of branches and leaves, he saw the trees not far away.
, sitting there was a female doll in red. She was only about three years old, wiping her tears with her short little hands, but the strings of tears still fell down her round and tender face.
Next to the girl, there was a man's corpse lying. A faint aura emerged from the corpse, and Yu Xi could identify it at a glance. It was probably some magic weapon that consumes energy and swallows spirits, sucking all the life out of the man.
Let her die suddenly. If the magic weapon continues to swallow spiritual energy, the next one to die will be the female doll.
Yu Xi didn't want to see anyone, but he also didn't want to sit back and watch the girl die in front of him. So he made a magic formula and used his own spiritual power to transform a little squirrel out of thin air, and it slithered to the girl's feet.
Sure enough, when she saw the cute and furry squirrel, the girl stopped crying immediately. There were still wet tears on her red little face, but her tears turned into a smile. A soft childish voice said, "Songsong,
"Songsong" she called as she spread her short legs and followed the jumping little squirrel deep into the forest, away from the corpse with the magic weapon.
Seeing that the girl was out of danger, Yu Xi collected her spiritual power, and the little squirrel disappeared immediately. The girl raised her little face and looked around with a confused look on her face. Yu Xi just wanted to leave quietly, but accidentally stepped on it.
The dead branches on the ground made a soft "crackling" sound.
Hearing the noise, the little one immediately ran over. Her short hands and feet accidentally got tangled up, and she was about to fall into disgrace——
Yu Xi's body moved like a strong wind, and he rushed to the girl in an instant and caught her firmly.
The female doll tilted her head and looked at the young man in front of her with her big eyes full of water. Yuxi put her down expressionlessly, turned around and was about to leave, but felt a strange feeling coming from behind, and turned around.
Look, the little guy actually reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes, as if he didn't want him to leave.
Under her tug, the shabby cloak tied around her shoulders fell weakly to the ground.
As a result, the hands on his shoulders were clearly displayed. Maybe they had been suppressed and restrained for a long time, but those redundant, ugly hands naturally reached towards the sky, like piercing the rugged void.
The branches are longing for the sunshine. But under the bright sunshine, these deformed limbs have no cover and no way to hide.
Yu Xi looked stern, he picked up the black cloth in a panic, and was about to leave in a hurry when he heard a soft voice coming from behind:
"Brother, why do you have four hands?"
Yu Xi's eyes widened, and she turned around to look at the young girl. There was no fear, no disgust, no hatred in those watery black eyes. The innocent girl grinned, curiously stretched out her little hand, and gently
He poked his palm behind his back:
"Ah, I understand! You are the three-headed and six-armed figure in the play that grandpa said, right? You are very powerful, very powerful, great!"
A gentle touch came from the fingertips, and the soft and tender little hands of the female doll gently poked his ugly and deformed limbs. There was no fear or disgust at all, and her big black eyes were full of admiration and admiration.
Xian, a bright smile bloomed on her rosy little face, as if she was proud of being able to see the hero in the play.
Great.
This is a word that Yu Xi has never heard before. In the past twenty years of his life, he has been stared at and bullied, and his ears are filled with angry shouts and malicious curses. He is a monster and a deformity.
He is a scourge that should not have come to the world. No one has ever said a kind word to him, and no one has ever given him a good look...
The girl tilted her head in confusion and asked him strangely:
"Brother, why are you crying?"
"..."
Only then did Yu Xi realize that there was a moist feeling on his cheeks. He had never shed tears when his mother had burned him and punished him. He had never shed tears when people covered his head and beat him severely. He thought he had long been heartbroken, but at this moment, at this
In front of the young girl, tears fell uncontrollably and fell silently.
Seeing his tears, the girl seemed to be in a panic. She thought for a moment, then suddenly her eyes lit up, she reached into her pocket with her little hand, and said happily:
"Brother, don't cry if you don't want to! Here, I'll give you some candy. Grandpa made it himself. It's really sweet."
A rough hawthorn candy was held in front of Yu Xi with soft and tender hands.
It was a bright red hawthorn, covered with a layer of golden sugar-coating, but it was not smooth at all. It was probably made by a novice. The syrup was congealed and twisted, making it look rough and unattractive.
But just such a crude hawthorn candy was held in front of his eyes like a treasure offered by a female doll. Along with it, there was that rosy and tender smile, and those big black eyes that were bright and watery.
, those sparkling eyes seemed to be able to speak, clearly trying to comfort him "don't cry, don't cry".
In the expectant eyes of the female doll, Yu Xi slowly stretched out her hand, pinched the rough hawthorn candy on her fingertips, brought it to her lips, and took a gentle bite.
So sweet.
The sweetness gathered on the tip of his tongue and spread in his mouth. Something in his heart seemed to melt for it. A warm current flowed in his chest, and his limbs became warm.
This is the first time Yu Xi has received a gift.
For the first time, someone smiled at him.
For the first time, someone was nice to him.
Yu Xi wanted to speak, but he had not spoken for ten years and could not even express a simple word "thank you". He stumbled and couldn't say it.
At this moment, I suddenly heard the old man’s cry from the distant forest: “Lingsheng—Lingsheng—”
"Ah, grandpa is here!"
The female doll said happily, then turned around and ran towards the source of the sound. Looking at her leaving back, Yu Xi lowered his eyes and remained silent. After a moment, he seemed to have made some decision and suddenly closed his eyes.
Palm, activated by spiritual power, forced the inner elixir he had cultivated for ten years out of his body.
Suddenly, golden light surged, and the inner elixir was rising and falling in the void, as if waiting for the master's instructions.
Yu Xi's spiritual power was severely injured and his face was pale. He squeezed another magic formula with both hands and transformed the golden inner elixir into a fluffy little tiger.
"Ah...ah...Sheng..."
Stumbling and stammering, he called out the girl's name.
Lingsheng looked back at him and saw the big brother with four hands placing a small tiger on the ground and said with difficulty:
"Send...send...to...you..."
The little tiger gently shook its fur, then quickly ran to the girl's feet, and put its little paws on her pants. Lingsheng's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly knelt down and held the little tiger in her arms, smiling.
Rubbing its soft and fluffy ears.
And when Lingsheng raised her little face and wanted to say "Thank you, big brother", Yuxi had already retreated into the dense forest. He disappeared and silently watched Lingsheng and Xiaohu playing with each other through the layers of branches and leaves.
During the play, she watched the grandpa she said came over, hugged her granddaughter with tears streaming down her face, and took her home with the little tiger she was holding in her arms.
After losing the inner elixir, ten years of practice were in vain. Compared with that small and crude hawthorn candy, this return gift was too heavy, but Yu Xi didn't care. He put it away carefully.
He took a small bite of the hawthorn candy, sealed it with magic, and hid it in his pocket, as if it was the most precious treasure in the world.
Time flies like an arrow, and the sun and moon fly like a shuttle.
In the blink of an eye, another ten years have passed. During this period, Yu Xi was still hiding in a cave in the mountains and forests. Although he resumed his practice, it was a pity that he lost his inner elixir and lost half the effort.
The tiger cub grew up with Lingsheng and became her best playmate and most powerful protector.
Until that day, Yu Xi suddenly felt a tremor in his chest, which was the warning given to him by Zhen Yuan thousands of miles away. Realizing that Ling Sheng was in trouble, Yu Xi immediately rushed out of the mountains. And when he saw
When she was a little girl in the past, her complexion turned gray, while the old man beside her had a withered face, apparently exhausted of life.
Yu Xi never expected that the magic weapon on the corpse that day would be picked up by the old man and used as a prop to make money in the performance, which would also affect Ling Sheng. However, even if he identified the Kui Bone Flute, with his cultivation level, he would be far behind.
It is not enough to resist the power of the magic weapon. As a half-demon, he has inherent spiritual deficiencies. He cannot even transform into a phantom to cover up the deformed hand on his back, let alone fight against the Flute of Kui Bone and restore the strength of Lingsheng's ancestors and grandsons.
Angry.
At this moment, Yu Xi secretly made a decision. In exchange for his own voice, he used his voice spirit to compete with the bone flute, which greatly reduced the power of the bone flute to absorb souls. At the same time, he used his own demonic power to support the bone flute.
This magic weapon no longer absorbs the anger of Lingsheng's ancestors and grandsons. From then on, he became a mute and joined the juggling troupe. At this time, Lingsheng was already slim and tall, and she had forgotten the fleeting glance when she was three years old.
, I have long forgotten that “big brother with four hands”.
--does it worth?
Yu Xi had never thought about this problem. He only knew that every time he saw Ling Sheng hugging a tiger and playing with it affectionately, he would feel warmth surging in his chest and feel very peaceful and peaceful in his heart. In a daze, he seemed to have another
He saw the girl with a round and tender bun face holding the red hawthorn candy in front of him with a smile on her face with her short, fat hands.
No matter whether she lost her inner elixir, lost her voice, or lost her spiritual power, as long as she saw her healthy and safe, there was nothing better than this.