Evil spirit

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The turbid air presses up, even though it is invisible and substanceless, it makes people feel irritable. The sun is pouring wantonly, making the stream sparkle, and the scorching breath forces everything to hide under the thick shade of the trees, except the trees, which are so green that they cannot escape. In addition to heartlessness, there is another child—— Judging from the figure, it is indeed a child. It is a bit reluctant to say that it is a young man, because his back is turned to him, so his face cannot be seen. Hitsugaya is sitting under the tree Watching from afar the alien who was so hot that he was dying but didn't hide under the tree.

Most of the child's calf was submerged in the stream. He was covered in dirty reddish-brown. His red hair was tied up casually and slumped down his shoulder listlessly. His right hand was holding a sharp branch. Bending his waist and waiting patiently, "Xiao————" the long cry was sad but especially sharp, and at the same time he made a move, "Where are you——" The voice didn't stop, he watched The empty branches collapsed on the shoulders, and the body collapsed bit by bit, slowly falling into the stream, and the whole person sank into it.

"Xiao————" The voice was getting closer and closer, Hitsugaya looked around, and caught a glimpse of an old man with gray hair and clothes that couldn't see the original color, walking with a cane, hidden by the trees on the opposite side. Walking towards the creek where the child was, her cry was interrupted violently before she could utter it, "I'm not dead, old woman!!!" The child's voice was immature and clear, and his anger seemed to be patient. After a long time, he stood up from the water, brushed his hair dripping with water, "Don't worry about it after I said it all", he was weak when he spoke, leaving the old man with a thin back, Hitsugaya was able to see his face clearly Face.

A face that is not more than ten years old, with slender eyebrows and scarlet eyes, even with baby fat, it is obviously a very childish face, but because of the slightly wrinkled eyebrows and cold eyes, it shows a surly aura, " Xiaosi——, why are you still running to the stream, how many times have I told you..." The child didn't listen to the old man's chatter at all, he walked to the bank on his own, and threw himself up. The wooden clogs by the stream walked away in the direction away from the old man.

"Oh, you're not filial, Xiaosi, I'm your grandma——, why are you so disobedient—" Her voice became more and more sad with her crying, and her cloudy eyes looked at the distant girl under the tree. Hitsugaya not far from the child, "Master Shinigami--, please stop this child and don't let him go, I kneel down for you--" The old man said that he was about to kneel down, Hitsugaya Frowning and standing up, the old man stopped what he was going to do.

The child who was called Xiaosi looked at Hitsugaya who was three steps away from him, and looked at Hitsugaya coldly, "Yes, stop, me, what?" He squeezed out words one by one from between his teeth. Pangu listened to his cold words and went to the opposite side of the boy to block his way to answer. "That's your grandma..." The child rushed towards him with a dagger in his hand, Hitsugaya snapped on the man's wrist and cut off the blade, "It's too dangerous for a child to wear this" Hitsugaya twisted him back His arm subdued him easily, "Xiao Si, hurry back to grandma." The old man actually wanted to wade across the stream with a cane, "Old man, don't come here," Hitsugaya shouted to the person, and finally couldn't bear it.

The child in his hand struggled, "It hurts" the child's voice was soft and waxy, and he turned his head to look at him, with tears in his eyes full of grievance, Hitsugaya let go helplessly, after all, he was just a It's just a kid, he can still deal with it, but a knife slipped out from the child's left sleeve, "I can't help it..." Hitsugaya watched the child cut his throat with the knife, he frowned and released his spirit. The pressure forced the child to collapse on the ground.

Hitsugaya squatted down and looked at the child whose fingertips were trembling and trying his best to get up. The person with scarlet eyes looked at him sadly. It was the look that a child of this age should have. I should have looked at the white clouds in the sky and wanted to eat cotton candy, so I acted coquettishly and asked my parents or the elderly at home to ask for it. I should have smiled purely and brightly, and I didn't even know the meaning of the word "sad".

"Tsk tsk, what do you know, Shinigami-sama" the child said to him in a mocking tone, and slapped Hitsugaya's hand hanging in the air to help him.Hitsugaya looked suspiciously at the jewelry on the child's neck. It was white jade-like in texture and transparent in color. It was tightly attached to the young man's neck. Perhaps because it had been broken several times, several places were connected with silver, and the jewelry It is three times wider than the collar, and it is made of a certain pattern deformation, and the sharp point seems to poke into the young man's neck at any time.

"Old woman, let's go, let's go home." The child got up and walked around him, leaving only Hitsugaya who was squatting blankly in place. Hitsugaya recovered from the shock and looked at the back of the child. The child noticed When he turned around and smiled at him, the innocent, childish smile, against the light, he couldn't see his eyes clearly.

Hitsugaya patted his head, thinking that what he saw just now was a hallucination caused by heatstroke, the jewelry suddenly stabbed the child's neck like life, blood spread along the jewelry, disappeared in the blink of an eye, the jewelry was still white jade Transparent texture.

He watched the young man and the old man go away, but still couldn't forget the child's eyes, the sadness flooded into a disaster, obliterating the world.