[Lotus Lantern] Free Sky

"Su Nu, I, do this, right?"

"Yin Lingzi, you are right." A clear female voice uttered from a plain piano wrapped in a yellow bag behind him.

It turned out that during the past few nights, Yin Lingzi discovered that the little girl was afraid of ghosts, and her master would guard the door every night, obviously very worried, but hesitated to go in.Therefore, he secretly manipulated and put some "illusory worry cup" in the tea that the little girl drank during the day, which can maximize the fear in people's hearts.As a result, the owner was successfully allowed to enter the little girl's bedroom.Although Hong Yun was fulfilled, in the final analysis, this approach is also a design.The master is the master, and if he does so, it is tantamount to arrogating and disrespecting the master!

——It was he who took advantage of the master's simplicity of mind and trust in himself to design the master.

In Yang Xin'er's bedroom, Hong Yun quickly recovered her usual calm, and waved her hand to light the candles in the red gauze lanterns standing on both sides of the bed. She was very careful, as if she was afraid of scaring the little girl again, and walked slowly over with very light steps. , stopped less than half a foot away from the edge of the bed, and called softly: "Xin'er, Xin'er, you? What's wrong?"

Hong Yun would not have imagined that he wanted to come and see her because he felt the fear of the little girl these days.But when he stopped in front of the door, he hesitated whether he should come in, or whether he should come in, but in the end it was——, he frightened the little girl.

The little girl recovered quickly, but she still covered her head under the quilt, and when she heard Hong Yun's voice, she said, "Just now, just now—" The little girl wanted to say, you were a ghost just now, but she never said it out.It turns out that I am still afraid of ghosts, but am I really not a ghost?Is this really not a dead city?

However, Hong Yun had already heard the voice in the little girl's heart.At this time, it is not to go, and it is not to go.Hong Yun wanted to give the little girl stability and courage, but at this moment, the little girl was most worried about herself, the "stranger".In this way, Hongyun stayed in the little girl's bedroom as a doorpost all night, not daring to enter or retreat.

This is the case with children. If she has a problem with you, she can't be coaxed.If she has no objection to you, it's fine not to coax her.What's more, it's been nearly three months, and the iron hoe can be ground into embroidery needles. Can Hongyun make any progress?After nearly three months of getting along, the little girl and Hong Yun gradually became familiar, and the little girl's vigilance gradually faded.Children, once they are not vigilant, it is easy to get acquainted.

Not long after that night, the little girl sat in Hong Yun's arms.

"Brother Hongyun, isn't this city of death in vain?" The little girl asked this question for the nth time.

"No."

"Then you are not the city lord of the dead city?"

"Of course not. Do you think I look like the lord of the city of the dead?"

The girl raised her face and looked at Hong Yun, "Hmm, not like that."

"It's right that it doesn't look like it. How can I be in vain? You little brat, stop thinking about it."

"Well, let me ask you another question then."

"Okay, brother Hongyun can't stop talking."

"Then why did you take me in? Living here for so many days for nothing? Why?"

"Well, let's talk about the first day you came to this world. When I saw you in the white mist for the first time, I felt sad, as if I was sad. So, from then on, I So I decided that I would take care of you." Hong Yun restrained her smile and recalled lightly.

It's that simple?What kind of reason is this.The little girl remained silent for a long time, Hong Yun looked at the little girl with her head lowered, wondering what she was thinking, in fact, he knew it without guessing, he must think this reason was not convincing.But the fact is like this, Hong Yun still has one thing to say, that is, when he sees the little girl, it seems that his long-lost other half has returned.

"Xin'er, you are very kind. When you were so sad, Brother Hongyun remembered that he had also had a sad time. We can be regarded as sympathetic. When I was alone, I was very reticent. Said I was too lifeless, until you came, I didn't smile more, and my life had more color and joy. So, Xiner, you are my blessing, not a drag. Don't think too much , okay?" Children should be innocent and live happily.When he came to this world, he was always bullied by the prehistoric beings. He hoped that the little girl could fill the unhappy time for him and fill it with happiness.Live for him once, live a real childhood.

"Will Brother Hongyun always treat Xin'er so well?"

Hongyun smiled lightly, and said in a noncommittal tone: "Of course. Xiner is such a cute little sister, of course Brother Hongyun will always be by your side. Otherwise, Brother Hongyun will be bored to death without Xiaoxiner Yes. Does Xin'er really have the heart to let Brother Hongyun be left alone?"

Hong Yun feels that he is complete only when the little girl is by his side.

At this time,

"Master" called out, and a man in a light blue shirt came in, it was Yin Lingzi.Behind him was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, exuding a faint cold fragrance, wearing a long snow-white dress, which was spotless, and on the left side of the skirt, there were a few Aoxue red plum blossoms.The red plums are lifelike, as if they can be taken off from the dress by the wind. "Master, she is the little demon who followed Miss Xin'er that night."

The little demon raised his head slowly, his crescent eyebrows swept lightly, his pink cheeks were free of any rouge and gouache, his eyes were cold, he glanced at Yang Xin'er, then at Hongyun, then gave a deep salute, his cherry lips parted slightly, He didn't care about the seemingly indistinct but unignorable majesty that seemed to exist in ancient times emanating from the person in front of him, and asked, "I don't know why this young master came to me?"

Hong Yun said lightly: "It's not me looking for you, it's Xin'er."

"Little benefactor?"

"you know me?"

"Little master, I—, actually, I've known it since that day. My name is Meier, and I'm a plum blossom that has been cultivated here for nearly a hundred years. That day, when I broke through the bottleneck and failed to achieve my wish, little master you— —”

In the ancient realm of nothingness, the Zixiao Great Hall is gloomy and oppressive, lifeless.

A pair of shadowy eyes, covered with bloodshot eyes, are messy and hideous. "Hong Yun, I didn't expect it to be you! The Primordial Purple Qi must be ruthless! Otherwise, the way of heaven will be chaotic! Hong Yun, you are just a chess piece of mine, just a chess piece." Suddenly, an almost cannibalistic anger shot out from his eyes , "You actually disregarded what the teacher told you, unforgivable! Unforgivable!!! Do you want to get rid of me? Hahahaha, don't even think about it, escape from the palm of my seat!" Fist, long nails, deeply embedded in the flesh.A few drops of blood trickled down the gap between the fingers, and the blood dripped on the ground, from which traces of faint black air overflowed.

"Damn! If this little girl realizes that she has such a powerful power—" the disheveled Hongjun Patriarch thought of this, and he was so angry that he roared like a madman: "This Hongmeng purple energy It can only belong to me! Her heart, her spirit, and her will should all be attached to me! I am the master of the primordial purple energy, I am!" Looking at the image in the Heavenly Dao Formation, his eyes seemed to be After struggling for a long time, he finally made up his mind. Although he was not reconciled, the heart of primordial spirit he cultivated through hard work and painstaking efforts was over like this, but he was still Hongjun, and he was still the one who said "those who follow the way of heaven live, and those who go against the way of heaven die" Even if it is the precious Primordial Heart, how many chances will it take to produce the Primordial Purple Qi from the heart, if you betray him, you will also be destroyed.

"You mean, I have spiritual energy?" Xiao Xin'er's eyes widened in the Xin Yun Huan Mansion, and his mouth was so wide that he could stuff a small egg.

"Little master has pure aura, and it is through this aura that Mei'er has the ability to change form in less than a hundred years."

"I have spiritual energy." Yang Xin'er murmured, remembering that before, my father always said that my younger brother was smart, and I was a bit stupid and not smart.Aura, aura?Isn't this something that should only appear in fairy tales?Am I in a fairy tale, or a comic book?

"Xin'er, what are you thinking about?" Hong Yun scolded, then rubbed the little girl's forehead, brushed aside the bangs that were growing on the forehead, which blocked her view, sighed softly, and said in a soft tone; "Little Xin'er looks so elf and cute, so smart and kind, he shouldn't be worried."

Yang Xin'er opened her big watery eyes, and asked worriedly: "Then, Brother Hongyun, if Xin'er doesn't score [-] in the test, will Brother Hongyun beat me?"

Hongyun was stunned for a moment, with a pity smile on his face, and said with emotion in his heart: "It's just that brother Hongyun thinks it's not good for you to be bored in the room, and wants you to go out for a walk, and just delay your resignation. Has it become a stone that restrains this child's innocence and happiness?" But his mouth became softer, and while stroking Xiao Xin'er's tender red face with his mother finger, he said, "No." After a pause, he spoke again. Added: "Xin'er only thinks that it is a gift from brother Hongyun to Xin'er, like—" Hongyun thought for a while, "It's like pearl flowers, you can wear it if you like it, and put it there if you don't like it alright."

"Then——, next question!"

"Anything else? Let's talk!" Hong Yun nodded Xin'er's little nose and said cheerfully.

"Can I hit you?"

Yang Xin'er doesn't really want to hit people, loves to hit people, or likes to cause trouble, wants to cause trouble, but in her family, she will always be beaten by her father for no reason, as if she is a person who has Anger is used as a tool to vent. After the beating, they are grabbed by the feet, held upside down, and thrown out mercilessly with their heads down.She had to make sure that no matter what she did, Hong Yun would not hit her.The most taboo thing for a man is face, because she has never seen her father being slapped in the face, but she has seen her father slapping her mother in the face when she loses her temper, and her face is the object that her mother often takes care of.So, today she is going to give it a try.If it was the person in front of her, she wouldn't be angry with her if she slapped her in the face, so she could feel no threat.She can feel safe. ! ! !

Yin Lingzi, Mei'er, and Hong Yun who were standing by the side were stunned for a while when they heard this.

His dazed look was reflected in the bright and innocent eyes of the little girl, seeing the panic, bewilderment, and a little bit lonely in the little girl's eyes flashed by his own reaction, Hong Yun looked into the little girl's eyes, gently With a smile, he said, "Yes."

But the little girl moved her hand, wanting to raise her hand, but put it back.

"Or, I'll let you hit it."

Hong Yun slowly grabbed the little girl's not-so-white hand and lifted it up.His eyes were soft, looking into the little girl's eyes.He wants to tell her that he will never hurt her, and no matter what happens, he will give her courage and strength.If the little girl can regain her confidence, he is willing to show weakness.Even if it will become a stepping stone for the little girl to become stronger in the future, he is willing to fulfill and make her a success.Her aura destined her to be an extraordinary girl.But Hongyun only hoped that the little girl would become stronger later, because once she became stronger, the little girl would not cuddle up in his arms for fear of thunder, listen to her tell stories, and never let him coax her to sleep again.Then, he would never have the chance to hold her in his arms and protect her well.

The little girl's heart is very hard and cold, but also very fragile, because it is too broken, and the cold is because her heart is dead.Her heart was full of resentment, her unfortunate childhood life made her indifferent, she sealed her heart up, just afraid of being hurt again.She protects herself with indifference, concealing her deep yearning for a better life and her love for things around her.Hong Yun must try to open her heart.In this way, she will be truly happy.He hoped that she would not laugh unscrupulously, that kind of laughter that was purely out of happiness.Laughter like a silver bell floated in his dream, with this, it was enough for him.

Who is it?To treat a little girl like this?

Hong Yun had a lot of thoughts in his heart, and finally, an answer stood out——

Heaven!

Sigh, slightly lost.Yes, except for the way of heaven, except for the way of heaven...

He really couldn't think of anything else that could force a girl who was supposed to be innocent, lively and lovely to be like this.

She wanted to be happy, but she didn't dare to be happy.I'm afraid that when she is happy, someone will pour a basin of cold water on her head, making happiness turn into deeper disappointment and unwillingness.What kind of psychology is this?What kind of "tempering" can create such a deformed growth?So poisonous and vicious...