[Lotus Lantern] Free Sky

"Will mother regret it?" Before the girl's consciousness completely disappeared, the only thought in her heart was to hope that her mother would regret it.

When she opened her eyes again, she was in the world in front of her eyes.She was covered with a piece of torn hemp, curled up in an unfamiliar corner.The street with people coming and going in front of her, and the people in ancient clothes walking hurriedly made her subconsciously alert from her confusion.

Looking at the surrounding buildings, the upturned cornices, and the green and red cottages, her first thought was: "Is this in a dream? Am I not dead?" No wonder the little girl thought so, maybe it was She watched too many costume dramas, and when she went to bed at night, she dreamed many times that she was in ancient times.So when she saw those ancient houses, bridges, and cities again, she thought she was in a dream.

However, everything in front of her eyes was too real, and she could hear the feeling of cold air blowing into every pore when the wind blew across her cheeks.The temperature in this dream is too low.Then she felt something cold hit her cheek.She looked up, and there were small snowflakes floating in the sky.Then she felt that her hands and feet seemed to be numb from the cold.

"Isn't this a dream?!"

The tingling sensation became more and more obvious, "Am I still alive?" She suddenly thought of a legend of the old people.

When I was young, I often heard the old people say, "There is a city of death in the underworld. Anyone who hangs himself at a young age and drinks medicine and dies will be sent to the city of death. He will stay there for the rest of his life and can never go out again."

"Couldn't this be the city of death?" The girl thought in her heart, coughing lightly because of the cold wind howling and cold air suddenly entering her body, "cough, cough, cough... Forget it, it's good to stay here, my heart If you can only choose one of injury and physical injury, I would rather not have my heart hurt."

She rubbed her hands and feet and tried to stand up.As long as she is active, she will not freeze to death.Wrong, the people in the City of Death are already dead, how can they be frozen to death?Legend has it that the city of dead dead is also one of the eighteen layers of hell. The towns here are no different from the mortal world, and the senses of the people who live here have not disappeared.Can the legend be believed?But she believed it.She walked alone in this strange and strange town, but she was not afraid at all.She is 12 years old this year. Although she often dreams about ghosts, she is not afraid of ghosts.Because she doesn't think life is interesting, so how can she be afraid of ghosts?Are you a ghost now?

She kept walking along that street, and the snow kept falling, and it was dark after a while.The goose feather and heavy snow fell lightly all over the sky, and it turned white in a short while.The little girl was running, jumping, laughing, and walking in the heavy snow, humming nursery rhymes.

She walked for a long time, and a faint fragrance wafted in the wind. She looked in the direction, and at the foot of the wall at the exit of a small alley, there were a few red plum blossoms facing the frost. The wind blew past, and the flowers and branches trembled.The little girl thought of the poem in her textbook when she was in school: "There are a few plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone; I know it's not snow, but the faint fragrance comes." The little girl has never seen plum blossoms, and all she knows comes from the textbook and on TV.Suddenly seeing the plum blossoms in front of me, I ran over excitedly, "Thousands of flowers are suspicious of the early spring, Aoxue bullies the frost and is domineering, the ice soul is crystal and the soul is cold and fragrant, who is more charming than Xuemei?"

"Hello, Hongmei, thank you for being with me on this snowy night, and being alone with me. Laughing together." The little girl smiled, her lips were already purple with cold, she walked backwards and slowly walked away.What she didn't know was that when she turned around and left, the red plums behind her changed from a few red flowers to dozens of them, swaying in the cold wind.

Winter nights are always long and cold. The little girl keeps walking until her legs and feet feel weak. She may still feel hungry in the middle of the night, but now even the feeling of hunger has gradually faded away.When the day was about to dawn, the snow also stopped, and a layer of fog gradually formed on the ground.I don't know whether it's hungry or tired, but she can't think of anything more and more, and she can't think. What stays in her mind are only those fragments engraved in her heart.She doesn't want to engrave it, but if she is injured, it will definitely leave a scar.There are deep and shallow ones.Isn't this a dead city?Why not erase my memory too?In a blur, she asked, and continued to walk step by step in this snow-capped world with difficulty.Maybe you are tired and dizzy, so you don't have to go, let alone feel the biting cold wind whistling in your ears and blowing across your cheeks.

When the day was bright, the sun came out and the fog gradually dispersed.

"Get out of the way, out of the way." A peddler with a cart shouted when he saw a beggar in a sackcloth.

The little girl walked around the cart slowly.When the trolley was far away, she raised her head casually, ready to continue moving forward.

At this time the morning fog has thinned a lot.She walked slowly, and through the thin morning mist, she gradually saw a man with long hair and a shawl standing in front of her, only seven or eight meters away.

The girl didn't feel anything and continued to move forward.But halfway through, she stopped, feeling the man's gaze, and she was thinking: This man can't be the city lord of the dead city, right?She was a little worried. She heard that people who entered the City of Undeserved Death would receive various punishments after arriving here because they did not cherish the opportunity to live.She wanted to turn around and run away, but then she thought, with her current pace, if he wants to catch her, can she run away?The man stood motionless in the fog, just looking at her.The wind blew off the leaves, and the dead leaves passed before his eyes, and he was not affected at all.The moment the dead leaves fell to the ground, the little girl also made a decision.

Forget it, just die, where can you die here?With all her courage, she asked, "Who are you?"

"My name is Hongyun. Infected by your sadness, I am here waiting for you." For some reason, Hongyun saw the little girl as if he saw his former self.The loneliness and sadness in her made him feel that it was his former self who was sad and lonely.

The little girl kept silent, and she didn't dare to stare into Hong Yun's eyes.The little girl has always treated men disrespectfully. To be precise, she has no affection for any man.

She had doubts in her heart, but she didn't dare to ask, for fear of attracting bad things.

"Don't be afraid." Hong Yun smiled lightly, appeared not far from the girl in an instant, and then slowly walked towards the little girl.The little girl only felt that the fog in front of her eyes was getting thicker, and she couldn't see anything.When she stabilized her mind and looked again, Hong Yun had brought her to a relatively clean inn.

"Don't come here!" The little girl hid behind the table, her eyes full of uneasiness, watching Hongyun's every move vigilantly.At the age of eight, the little girl was abducted by a man who pretended to be her father's friend, saying that her father asked him to pick up the girl from school.As a result, the man took the girl to a strange place on the grounds of a super-shortcut, and raped/violated the little girl who was only eight years old in a wild field.So she has never had a good impression of men, only hatred in her heart.Her various encounters made her mature much earlier than girls of the same age.Especially when there is a man standing in front of her, she will think more and further than girls of the same age.To her, a man is just a dangerous animal.Especially the man in front of her was taller and stronger than her, which made her feel unsafe.Unknown dangers are the scariest.

"Don't be afraid." Hong Yun was very helpless at the little girl's rejection of him, and wanted to ease the atmosphere, "What's your name?"

"You go out."

"Since you don't want to say it, let's call it "Xin'er". Forget everything in the past. Now that you are here, everything about you will be new."

Hongyun called for hot water.And told the store owner, "Do you have a maid here who can help this child take a bath?"

"No, I'll wash it myself."

"Huh? But"

"I can wash it myself!" The little girl said stubbornly.

Before closing the door, Hong Yun said: "The clean clothes are on the table, you can change in a while."

"Understood! Go away!"

The little girl hid by the bathtub, and after making sure that Hongyun had left, she ran to the door and closed the bolt.No, the little girl just walked to the bed and was about to take off her clothes when Hong Yun's voice appeared outside the door again, "There are desserts on the table, remember to eat."

"Go away!" The little girl said fiercely to the door.

Seeing Hong Yun's shadow disappear from the window paper on the door, the girl let down her vigilance a little bit, looked at a plate of snacks on the table, and found her stomach was rumbling.She tiptoed to the table, wanting to take a piece, but her little hand stopped when she was about to touch the snack.Little girls love cleanliness, especially such delicious snacks. Little girls have to wash their hands before eating.She ran to the bathtub, splashed some water, washed her hands, then picked up a piece of snack, and took a small bite, it tasted sweet.She finished a piece of snack in a few mouthfuls and began to take a bath.

In another room, Yin Lingzi walked in holding a red lacquered wooden box, "Master, I don't know much about mortal headgear, see if these can be used."

Half an hour later, the little girl changed and washed her clothes, her hair was just tied into two small braids with two red strings.There is a little sadness in the two big black and pure eyes. The upper body is wearing a golden brocade jacket with hundreds of butterflies and flowers, and a light pink purple swallow and moon skirt underneath, covered with plain chiffon on a white background.Her demeanor is naturally noble, without losing her childlike nature, just like the little daughter of a noble family.It's just the sadness between the brows, which destroys the overall sense of harmony and innocence.

After she got dressed, she leaned against the bed with another snack and began to eat in small bites.The little girl finished eating a piece of dessert, quietly opened the door, ready to escape.As soon as he opened the door, he saw Hong Yun and another strange man standing outside the door.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but after looking at it, Yin Lingzi finally understood why the master took such good care of a strange little girl.These eyebrows, perhaps, are either father and daughter or brothers and sisters.

Hong Yun seemed to see what Yin Lingzi was thinking, and thought: That's fine, so I don't need to explain.

"The little master is so good-looking, and he will definitely be a great beauty when he grows up."?The little girl had no idea who the "little master" was talking about.

"Ah, little one, don't talk nonsense, she's called Xin'er, not Little Master. Well, I'm not very good at taking care of children, so I'll leave it to you."

"Don't, I'm not good at this either."

As he spoke, he ran faster than Hongyun.Hong Yun had no choice but to stay.Xin'er stared at the pair of big watery eyes, looking at Hongyun vigilantly. "I want to leave!" Still fierce.

She didn't know that someone was watching her in another dimension.

In the heavenly array,

"Don't you think her eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar?" Lu Ya looked at the cute little girl with delicate features in the Kunlun mirror and her face as bright as a jade plate.Especially those big eyes, as if there was water in them, crystal clear, pure and clear, with a little sadness.

"Who?" Yu Ding slightly closed his eyes and didn't take another look.

"If Yang Jian is a female version, maybe it will look like this."

"Huh?" Yu Ding finally opened his eyes, and looked carefully at the little girl in the Kunlun mirror who was looking at Hong Yun with a wary face.

In the mortal world, the red cloud stood elegantly, with red hair like a cloud, and smiled lightly at the stubborn little girl. His smile was simple and untainted, but now it was more sincere and kind.Hong Yun is not good at talking, and can only express his heart with a smile.Seeing that the little girl seemed to let go of her vigilance, she took the little girl by the hand and went back to the guest room.Of course, the little girl was dragged back to the guest room reluctantly.

"What's your last name?"

No way?The city lord of this dead city locked me up without even knowing the prisoner's name?No wonder the old people said, "There is no hair on the mouth, and you don't have to work hard." The little girl secretly laughed, "My surname is Yang."

She is sexual?Hong Yun wondered if he was hallucinating.

"Could it really be Yang Jian's descendants?" In the Heavenly Dao formation, the two great gods asked in surprise.

"Look up her history"

"...Raped/violated by Zhao at the age of eight, raped/violated by Wang at the age of 16, raped/violated by Li at the age of 23——, car accident! 26 years old—"

"Enough! I never thought that Hongjun would deal with a delicate girl like this. It is a miracle that this girl has experienced so many things she shouldn't have at her age, but she can still maintain a kind heart and not be engulfed by hatred and resentment." I really don't understand why Hongjun is so interested in torturing a mammoth purple energy?" Yu Ding said dissatisfied.

"Psychopathic. Just like the Jade Emperor, the Queen Mother, and the Buddha Lord in the West, they felt that life was not exciting enough, so they built [-] floors of hell and tortured by various psychopaths to treat the mental and physical strength of those prisoners. double ravage/ravage on

"So going through the eighteen levels of hell will only make people more shameless. Because their sense of shame has been completely crushed in hell. What about the Jade Emperor? He seems to have gone through the eighteen levels of hell himself."

"The Jade Emperor didn't have such a thing as 'shame'. It depends on his ancestor Lao Hongjun." Lu Ya stated it naturally, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing.He paused for a while, looked at a certain place, then smiled and said, "However, in the Great Formation of Heavenly Dao, it seems that there is no chapter in which the Primordial Purple Qi travels through the Song Dynasty?" Small black spots, if you don't look carefully, you won't notice it at all.But an hour ago, there was a black hole in space.In fact, that is the scene of the one-sided collapse and burning of the power of heaven due to irresistible resistance. Although it was quickly repaired by the large force, it still could not change the counterattack of that irresistible force.The so-called smell of gunpowder that Lu Ya smelt when he first came in just now is actually what happened.At that time, Lu Ya thought that Yu Ding was angry when he saw that Yao Ji was injured in the Kunlun mirror, which brought disaster to the entire formation.At this moment, when I saw the little girl from the Song Dynasty who traveled from 2000 AD to this time and space, everything became clear.I remember that before, the two sages of Yan and Huang wanted to help Prince Changqin change his fate, but it took a lot of effort here.No, for this little girl, it was a piece of cake.And tracing back to the source, she turned out to be the majestic purple energy that Hongyun lost shortly after becoming a saint. No wonder Hongyun was infected by her sorrow.She thought it was Hongyun who suddenly changed her sexuality, picked up some bad habits in the mortal world, and fell in love with the little girl Wei/Xing, but it turns out that there is something involved in it somewhere.

Looking at it now, the Heavenly Dao Formation couldn't do anything about it, Fang Xian showed the dominance and strength of the majestic purple energy.

Yuding narrowed his eyes, nodded knowingly and smiled, "The Primordial Purple Qi is indeed mighty!"