Chapter 163: If the family is dead, I will find a living one
"Huh~~"
'Run away! Take this thing and run away!'
The wind was howling, but the girl was running against the wind.
Blood, bright red blood dyed this quiet town red, and people fell one after another in front of her.
They are madmen and executioners, they kill everyone on sight!
‘Everyone is here?’ This is a group of strangely dressed people. They are wearing raincoats and hats, and their appearance cannot be clearly seen: ‘Is there anyone left in the last family of the sixteen families?’
'That's wrong!' Suddenly, someone noticed something: 'One is missing, there is still one more to go!'
'The little girl is missing!'
‘Gah! Karma~’
Bursts of strange bird chirping resounded across the sky, and countless dark, strange crows with six eyes soared into the sky. In the shadows, a little girl fled in fear, barefoot, in a ruin-like alley. Blood spattered, and firelight flashed.
The entire town was burning all over the sky. Her parents, brothers and sisters, as well as the servants and friends she usually played with, were all killed by them!
She had countless options to escape, so she could only try her best to hide herself. She escaped into a dilapidated temple. The beams had fallen, the Buddha statues had collapsed, and the ground was full of red charcoal. But the girl had no choice.
She could only endure the severe pain and step in.
This place has been burned down, but the girl doesn't know if it will burn again, but she has no choice, not because hiding here is the best choice, but because the people behind her are chasing her too closely, so she can only hide.
Here it is.
Whether you can hide away depends on God's will...
She got under the burned Buddha statue. No matter what the noise was outside, no matter how loud the smoke or the fire, she hid inside without looking outside.
Half a day has passed...
The girl didn't know if she could survive. Maybe she made the mistake of entering this temple. She would be smoked to death, burned to death, or even have her bones broken by the collapsing Buddha statue. But she was too scared. She was scared.
She had no reason at all, so she could only find a place to hide and hide.
Gradually, she became more and more thirsty and hungry, but she didn't want to go out because she was afraid that if she went out, she would be discovered by those people and killed.
Hiding and continuing to hide!
Because they may not have left yet...
It got dark, then lightened, then dark again.
In the darkness, the girl's breath became weaker and weaker. She was afraid of death, but she was not afraid anymore.
'Mother, father, brother, sister...'
There is also a white Koma dog that always rubs her trouser legs affectionately. It was a birthday gift from her mother. It is a very precious wild beast.
Maybe at that time, the girl thought that if she could die here, she could be with her family and her cute little dog forever, but she thought of them again, the group of murderers. In the girl's dull eyes, she asked for survival.
The light becomes brighter and brighter: 'I want to live, I want revenge!'
Blood debt must be paid with blood!
The girl persisted for five days and five nights, until at dawn on the sixth day, she lifted up the bottom of the altar of Buddha statues with one hand.
'Is anyone alive?'
It was a scary mask like an evil spirit, but in the girl's eyes, it was so kind, because he was not them.
The bony hands took the girl out, and the old man took out a bottle of potion containing vitality: 'You are hungry, come...'
'My name is Mianpu Weng.' Seeing the girl tremblingly taking the potion, Mianpu Weng asked: 'What's your name?'
The girl did not speak. She turned her head towards the Buddha statue with all her strength. It was a Bodhisattva, the very familiar Guanyin Bodhisattva. The girl turned the bottle upside down, poured half of the life potion in front of the Bodhisattva statue, and then drank the remaining potion.
Erjin: 'I...'
'Bodhisattva girl!'
"Attsu!"
The deerwei filled up with water and knocked on the stone bowl, making a "dong" sound that drove away the birds.
It's just that in the dead of night, there's nothing to expel...
This is a simple wooden house. The courtyard is not small and very quiet. The stone lantern exudes dim candlelight, and the flying stones on the ground are looming, but it has a bit of an eerie atmosphere. And in this small courtyard
In the first spacious Japanese-style house, a dignified and mature woman in her thirties who still retains her charm is kneeling on the tatami on the ground. She faces the double-open bamboo door and is stirring the tea bowl quickly with a tea spoon in her hand.
She is the mistress of this mansion, but the owner here has passed away a long time ago, so she is also the owner here now.
Suddenly, a figure walked past the corridor outside the door.
"stop."
The woman held up the tea bowl and turned it around gracefully. At this time, a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old sat in front of her. The girl was very beautiful, with long black hair and a black old Japanese sailor school uniform. She
He was holding a huge rice ball in his arms and his mouth was bulging.
How can I put it, if you just look at her back, one hundred people will see her, and one hundred people will think she is a beauty.
What about the front?
If she doesn't eat, one hundred people will see her and ten thousand people will think she is beautiful.
So, what about the girl who is eating?
Needless to say, if Qin Xuan were here, he would first be surprised to recognize the girl's clothes, and blurt out "Are you in love with Yama", and then, this girl is so beautiful.
"Mmmmmmm..."
"簌簌~~"
One was eating big rice balls there, and the other was calmly drinking tea. Time passed by, and the girl had already eaten dozens of big rice balls. There was no more stock in Sumeri, so she got up and prepared to go to the kitchen.
.
It was also at this time that the woman spoke: "Bai Quan, school is about to start."
"Um."
The girl turned her back to her and nodded. The woman slowly closed her eyes and continued to sip the matcha soup: "The last marriage was dead."
"Um."
It was still such a simple answer. The woman opened her eyes slightly, looked at the girl, and said: "After you find a new one, you will be expelled from school."
This time, the girl was silent for a while, but finally walked out: "Yeah."
Baiquan is about to start school, and in the world of demon painting masters, Baiquan Academy is the pioneer of the school system created by Qin Moshan, and it is also the first demon painting academy in the world. This academy is a milestone, and it is an era when future generations monopolize the knowledge of the powerful.
The foundation stone for complete defeat.
The melodious sound of the erhu sounded in the courtyard. Birds landed on the plum trees in the courtyard, as well as on the roofs and walls. More and more birds landed. Following the sound of the music, they sometimes took off and sometimes flew away.
Circling. This is a short-haired young man wearing a snow-white Tang suit and long braids. He looks to be only in his twenties, but his hair is completely white. He begs for money and is silent. He is an actor who spends his wasted time among the people.
However, it has been a long time since he sang an opera. Now Hua Baiyu only plays the erhu in his free time.
"Okay, the song is over, birds, it's time to go home."
After the song ended, Hua Buyu leaned on the recliner, crossed her legs, and closed her eyes to enjoy the warm sunshine. But suddenly, the door was pushed open, and a girl wearing a student uniform of the Republic of China came in wiping her tears: "Hua Buyu"
grandfather..."
"It's Xiao Xueling, I was shocked." Hua Buyu put the erhu on the stone table aside, then stood up and said: "This door in my house has been kicked open and closed by you since I was a child. You know
He's old enough to be your father's grandfather."
"Don't tell me about my dad!"
Qing Xueling choked and sat angrily on the vacant spot on the lounge chair. She didn't care about the flowers beside her and said, "That old madman!"
"What's wrong?"
Hua Buyu was very familiar with this girl, so he naturally knew why she was crying, but it was her family's family matter, and he had no reason to interfere, so he could only sigh: "Why are we quarreling again?"
"He actually asked me to drop out of school and go home," Qing Xueling said angrily, "What kind of shabby shop do you want to inherit from him!"
"So," Hua Buyu said with a smile, "You came to Grandpa Hua to take refuge again?"
"You won't give it?"
"Give it, give it, why don't you give it," Qing Xueling's barbaric attitude did not make Hua Buyu unhappy. On the contrary, Hua Buyu loved this girl she had watched since childhood. Don't look at Hua Buyu.
Fuyu looks young, but in fact his heart has long been old. Now, his wish is to watch Qingxueling grow up, and then be the high priest at her wedding: "Where is your dad, Grandpa Hua?
Let me tell you, who is going to inherit that kind of store in this age, right?"
"That's right, such an old musical instrument store," Qing Xueling curled her lips and said, "I don't want to waste my time in a place like that. I want to become a powerful demon painter and leave here!"
"Are you leaving?" Hua Buyu smiled: "Then your grandpa Hua's high hall still counts?"
"Of course it counts." After hearing these happy things, Qing Xueling burst into tears and smiled. Only here with Hua Buyu could she feel at ease. The girl grabbed Hua Buyu's white braid and shook it in her hand.
: "Even if I don't invite my dad, I still want to invite you, Grandpa Hua. When the time comes, Grandpa Hua, you will sit in the highest seat, and we will all kowtow to you!"
"No, no, no, no, just bow, just bow."
Hua Buyu packed up the very old erhu, then patted Qing Xueling's head and said, "Let's go, I'll help you persuade your father."
"Hehe," Qing Xueling's purpose was this. She hugged Hua Buyu's arm happily and said with a smile: "You have to scold him later. What age are you in and he is still so domineering? That
Old stubborn!"
At the beginning of the school year, apprentices from all over the world are preparing for the new semester.
You know, the demon painter also has summer homework, and it is no less than the summer homework for Blue Star students.
"Kong Xi? Kong Xi?"
"I'm here." This is a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old. He wears glasses and holds an ancient book written in an unknown language in his hand. He is looking at it attentively: "Third uncle, what's wrong?"
The person who came in turned out to be Mr. Tang, a guest at the Xueding Pavilion auction.
"You're still here, little one! Tell me," Mr. Tang held up his cane, waved it, and said, "Stop looking, let's go. Third uncle will take you out to play."
"A high-end club?"
"certainly!"
Tang Kongxu shook his head and continued: "If you're not interested, you can go on your own."
"Hey, don't. Third uncle is taking you out specially to see the world!"
"School is about to start in Baiquan, and I need to make some preparations."
"Tsk, you are about to graduate," Mr. Tang said, "With your ability, you can go wherever you want, right?"
"I'm leaving, and Shanhailiao also needs to take over." Shanhailiao is like Baiquan's student union, with great power, and Tang Kongjiu is the dormitory leader of Shanhailiao, which is also the president of the student council: "And Principal Bai handed me over.
Something."
"oh?"
Mr. Tang asked curiously: "That old man, why are you looking for him?"
"Help her at Baiquan Academy," Tang Kongxu lowered his head and continued, "Look after her grandson..."