There's always someone who thinks about my vests and they're fighting

In the afternoon in the south of the Yangtze River, when the showers had just stopped, a quiet guest came to the small building full of flowers.

The door of the small building full of flowers is open, the purpose is to give the refugees a safe haven, even if it is only a short-term shelter.

But the guest didn't break in, just stood quietly at the door.

Huamanlou heard the sound of water dripping from the clothes of the visitor, and guessed in his heart that the person must have come in the rain, and heard the sound of heavy and short breathing. It was a bit strange, but I couldn't bear it, so I raised my voice: "The visitor is a guest, but what trouble did the guest encounter? If you don't mind, you can come in and have a rest and have a cup of hot tea."

As soon as the words were finished, Hua Manlou felt that there seemed to be a gaze on her, so she smiled slightly and patiently waited for the person's reply.

However, the man still didn't say a word, neither answered nor came in.

Hua Manlou thought for a while, and smiled: "If the guests are worried that the rain on their bodies will wet the ground in the building, there is no need. My small building has a lot of flowers and plants, and I like rain the most. If the guests are willing to come in and sit, I will ask Thank you for your generosity.”

The man tentatively took a step forward, as if he still hesitated.

Hua Manlou sighed, and said solemnly: "The door of my small building is open, but if the guests stay at the door and don't come in, I can't help but wonder if there is something wrong with my ears. I didn’t even hear the sound of the door being closed by the wind.”

Having said so much, the man really didn't hesitate anymore and stepped in.

The man's footsteps were soft and slow, as if he was afraid of disturbing someone.When he walked in front of Huamanlou, he didn't sit down directly, but waved his hand gently in front of him.

Sensing the turbulence in the air in front of him, Huamanlou immediately became aware of this person's movements, and then smelled a light and light fragrance of lilies. He first poured a cup of hot tea and handed it over, and then asked helplessly. Said: "The girl came all the way in the rain, is it just to confirm whether I really can't see?"

But the unknown girl breathed a sigh of relief and took a sip of hot tea, as if she had finally relaxed, she still didn't answer, but suddenly grabbed Hua Manlou's hand.

Hua Manlou could have avoided it, but as if he realized something, he let the girl grab his hand, and in the next second, her soft and cold fingertips slid across his palm.

It's a wonderful touch, light and fluttering, like a feather brushing by, and cool and refreshing, like snow falling on the palm of your hand and slowly melting.

A few words quickly fell one by one: "You can't speak, please don't blame me."

Hua Manlou was stunned, knowing that she was apologizing for not replying a few times before, felt pity in her heart, but couldn't help being melancholy: It's a pity that such a girl who is good at caring for others can't speak at such a young age.

After thinking about it, why didn't the people around Hua Manlou treat him like this?However, although he can't see, he can still live a normal life and appreciate the many beauties of life. Although this girl can't speak, looking at her deeds, she is definitely not a person who complains about herself.

"It's not the girl's fault that she can't speak, what is the crime?" Hua Manlou said warmly, "There is some hot water in the kitchen in the backyard, and there is enough firewood. The girl came all the way in the rain. If you don't mind, you can Take it yourself."

The mute girl gently put the word "thank you" on Hua Manlou's palm.

After a pause, he added: "I'm a Qi at home, so you can call me Ah Qi."

"It's the first time we met, I'm Huamanlou." Huamanlou smiled slightly.

On this end, [Consciousness·Consciousness·Body·Separation·Body No. [-]] wearing the [Mermaid Princess] vest calmly and calmly took the part of a certain swallow, happily touching the whole building.

On the other side, after [Consciousness·Consciousness·Body·Separation·Body No. [-]] wearing the [Scarecrow] vest caught up to Grandma Xiong, after a little thought, he suppressed the effect of the fear gas to a minimum, and kindly left some for her. After recovering the time, he silently looked at the tool man he had booked.

"Don't, don't kill me... I am the leader of the red shoes... What do you want? I... No, the whole red shoes can be driven by you..." Grandma Xiong removed the sweat-soaked cloth with trembling hands. The wet and wrinkled disguise revealed Gongsun Lan's pale and bluish, slightly distorted but still beautiful face under the dual effects of fear and pain, "Let me go, please..."

Before the words fell, the colorful satins flew together, and the sword light flashed.

However, the picture that Gongsun Lan expected did not happen.

I saw a scythe in the hand of the weird man wearing a strange stitched scarecrow hood. He waved the sickle calmly, not only easily withstood Gongsun Lan's sneak attack, but the blade also From time to time, he brushed against her cheek dangerously and shaved off a few strands of her hair teasingly, which shocked Gongsun Lan into a cold sweat.

It wasn't until Gongsun Lan abandoned the two swords as if resigned to her fate, and slumped on the ground powerlessly, that the weirdo lightly threw the bamboo basket that had been carried all the way in front of Gongsun Lan, teased with a light smile, "Return to the original owner. However, That doesn't seem like an attitude for me to drive, girl."

His accent is a bit weird, but it has a special rhythm, which is quite exotic, not unpleasant, and even more mysterious.

"No one has called me a little girl for many years." Gongsun Lan panted lightly, still wanting to speak, her pale face was smeared with delicate carmine, her eyes rolled around, and she smiled after a long while, "A good bird still chooses a tree. Xi, since your Excellency does not intend to take my life, but wants red shoes for you to drive, you must let me see what you are capable of."

The weird man wiped the sickle in his hand casually, and asked with a half-smile after hearing the words: "Then you can see it?"

Gongsun Lan bit her lip, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she naturally showed an expression of admiration: "Although I am not as good as it, I yearn for it."

It's a pity that Gongsun Lan's winking eyes were thrown to the blind man.

The strange man snorted lightly, lifted Gongsun Lan's chin with a sickle, grinned the mouth sewn on the hood, and showed a weird smile: "What a clever little girl, I like you a little bit."

Gongsun Lan clenched her fists tightly, her face turned pale, the hairs on her back stood up, she trembled slightly, and forced a smile: "Your Excellency, Your Excellency..."

The strange man looked at her expression of unconcealable fear, and admired her for a while, as if he was playing with his carefully carved gadgets. After a while, as if he finally lost interest, he suddenly withdrew his scythe, and said slowly: "I don't need you for me." Driven, you don't have to do anything superfluous."

"That……"

"I want you to find someone for me, no, it shouldn't be a person."

As if thinking of something, this strange person sang in a lamenting tone: "She is the daughter of the sea, the treasure of the mermaid clan, and Her Royal Highness the princess who has the blessing of the sea god."

"A curious, innocent and kind little princess."

"She has light golden long hair that is more dazzling than the sun and blue eyes that are gentler than the sea."

"The poor little princess drank the sea witch's poison and lost her charming singing voice."

"But her beauty is still unmatched."

"I want you to find her and give her to me."

madman!What a madman!Gongsun Lan cursed in her heart, but on the surface she nodded obediently in agreement, and asked with some hesitation: "Could it be that there are really sharks in the world?"

"Hush——" the lunatic in Gongsun Lan's eyes gestured at her to silence her, then suddenly chuckled to herself, turned her wrist, and flexibly swung the sickle with a sickle lightly, and then dragged on for a long time. In an accent, he said something strange in answer to the question, as if humming an unknown tune, "The Scarecrow stands in the dark, he sees everything and hears everything."

"Forgot to introduce myself, people usually call me—"

Under the shadows, the facial features stitched on the hood seemed to come alive, and the strange man showed a meaningful and terrifying smile.

"--scarecrow."