one billionth

early morning.

Yin Xiaosha slowly walked out of the Hall of Gray Haze.

There were corpses lying on the ground all around.Some of them were guards, some were maids, and they were all servants of the dead master in the palace anyway.

"Oh, it's so cruel." Yin Xiaosha smiled softly, "Have you signed a master-servant contract with the one inside? They all have to be buried with the master when the master dies. Oh, it's so cruel."

"But you killed the one inside, player." A voice suddenly sounded in her mind.

She seemed to be no stranger to this voice, still chuckled and said: "So what, it's just a task."

Yin Xiaosha glanced at the crystal pendant hanging around her neck. The originally gray crystal pendant had turned transparent, which was a sign of the completion of the mission.And the voice just now was directly transmitted from the crystal pendant to her mind through an invisible channel.

"By the way, this task is really too much for me." Yin Xiaosha stretched her waist, "The little beauty who is looking for curiosity is really difficult to deal with. Tell me, what is the next task?"

As if the crystal pendant heard her voice, a burst of gold and powder smoke suddenly rose from the inside, and finally spread to the entire pendant, blending it into gold and pink colors.

"It's actually two?" Yin Xiaosha was surprised, "How can I solve two people in one mission? System, don't bully me so blatantly..."

"This is random, player." The system's voice was still cold, "The task character [Liu Guang] [Chong Muxi], the task cannot be abandoned or canceled, and the task starts from now on."

Then the system went silent.

"Tsk, how indifferent." Yin Xiaosha curled her lips in disgust, "There are only two people, maybe it would be more interesting to deal with two people at once..."

"It's actually gold and pink, such bright and dazzling colors, I really don't want to destroy them..."

The morning sun shone on her smoky black gauze dress, bringing no warmth and brightness, only endless coldness and darkness.

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If someone asked "What kind of child is Chong Muxi" what kind of answer would he get?

Maybe the instructor's answer is: oil bottle.

Maybe the classmate's answer is: hold back.

Maybe the parent's answer is: a waste who doesn't know how to make progress.

Maybe my sister's answer is: a fool who always loves to giggle.

Chong Muxi walked slowly to the door of the house lonely. It was dinner time, and the aroma of the food wafting from the house made her already growling stomach even more hungry.

Today, I was criticized by the instructor again. I disliked her for dragging the whole class down, and then I was inevitably laughed at by those classmates after class.

However, no matter how uncomfortable she felt in her heart, she couldn't express it when she got home, because the family had always been happy and harmonious, and she couldn't affect the happiness of the whole family just because of this little negative emotion deep in her heart.

Opening the door of the house, with a big smile on his face, he whispered to the house, "I'm back."

No one responded.

It's not because there is no one at home, on the contrary, a lot of family members are sitting at the table eating dinner. The dishes on the table have been messed up and there is not much left. It is obvious that the dinner is coming to an end.

Her family did not wait for her.

"You...why didn't you wait for me?" Chong Muxi's voice was a little hoarse, and she tried her best to keep her voice steady, covering up the disappointment and bitterness buried deep in it.

No one responded.

The three people at the table—her father, her mother, and her sister, chatting while eating delicious food, what a warm picture, but this warmth does not belong to her.

"Why didn't you wait for me?"

The family members who were having dinner seemed to have just noticed her return. My sister raised her head and said impatiently, "You came back late yourself, who is to blame?"

"I'm sorry." Chong Muxi apologized in a low voice, and then walked quickly back to her room.

She couldn't finish this dinner.

Chong Muxi was lying on the bed and looking at the ceiling, the corners of her mouth curled up hard and hard.

She wants to laugh.

She should be happy, so she has to laugh.

Today is because she came back late, not because her family didn't wait for her.

And my sister explained to her, talked to her...

So she should be happy, she should laugh.

"I should be happy..." she said with a smile.

But some tears fell.

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Chong Muxi suddenly opened her eyes and woke up from the dream.

She frowned impatiently, lifted the quilt and sat up, glanced at the bright sunlight coming in from the window, and put her hand on her forehead.

"Why did I dream about the old shit again..."

In the past, she had extremely poor talent and low strength, and was cast aside by her parents, sisters, mentors, classmates, and others.

But now, her parents, her sister, her mentor, her classmates—

Already dead.

Chong Muxi smiled sweetly, got up, washed, dressed, and dressed up.

Sitting at the table having breakfast, Chong Muxi noticed that there was an unfamiliar face among the maids serving beside him, probably a newcomer.

Although a new group of maids has been selected recently, it is not surprising that there are new faces.But those newcomers are basically doing sweeping and dusting jobs, how could they be promoted so quickly to serve her meals?

Not simple, really not simple.

Seeing that the maid has delicate features and graceful features, she does not have the beauty of a weak beauty.Chong Muxi suddenly became interested, called the maid to him, and asked with a sweet smile, "What's your name?"

Zhong Muxi was born beautiful, not so much beautiful as cute.A pair of big watery eyes are inlaid on the round doll's face, and there is a pale pink rose imprint in the corner of the right eye, and a pair of crescent eyebrows are half covered by neatly trimmed bangs.When she spoke with a sweet smile, she seemed like a child who was acting like a baby, and it was hard to refuse.

"The servant's name is Yin Xiaosha." The maid in front of her replied.She still has a peaceful and gentle appearance, like a quiet and gentle lake in spring.

Chong Muxi's eyes darkened, Yin Xiaosha's appearance... really resembled that person.

"You can stay by my side and serve you personally." Chong Muxi thought for a while and added, "And you don't need to call yourself a slave in the future."

"Thank you, Your Highness." Yin Xiaosha gave a deep thank you salute.There was still a gentle and faint smile, but there were dark and unclear emotions hidden deep in his eyes.

Looking at her smile, Chong Muxi couldn't help thinking of another person.

That person also likes to laugh, and his smile is gentle, like sunshine, he is so kind to everyone, shining warmly on the earth.

So is that why she kept this handmaiden?Just because she acts and behaves so much like her?

She is so persistent that she doesn't even let off people who are similar to her.

How ridiculous she is, she can only rely on similar people to dispel those delusions hidden in her heart.

It's sad.

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After breakfast, Chong Muxi went to Liuguang Hall accompanied by Yin Xiaosha.

Different from the pink and lovely dormitory where Chong Muxi lives, the Liuguang Hall is resplendent and resplendent with a high-profile luxury.

The main hall is still the same one, with a person sitting on the gorgeous seat directly in front.The man was wearing a gorgeous golden long dress, the hem of which was layered on top of each other like waves, winding down the steps, noble and luxurious.

She closed her eyes, leaned her elbows on the armrest of the seat and leaned on her forehead, as if she was thinking about something.

There was not a single maid in the empty hall, and that man never liked crowds, so he dismissed all the maids around him.

Seemingly hearing Chong Muxi's footsteps walking in from outside, that person slowly opened his eyes.Her eyes are very bright golden, as if all the sunlight is imprisoned in them.There is a golden rose imprint at the corner of the right eye, which is exactly the same as the imprint at the corner of Chong Muxi's eye, complementing each other.

She smiled gently, "Xi, you're here."

The very pleasant voice is like red wine that has been stored for thousands of years. It is lazy and leisurely, with a long aftertaste, which makes people unable to help but be intoxicated.

At that moment, Chong Muxi seemed to see the sun.

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It was noon, and the students walked to the cafeteria in twos and threes to prepare for lunch.They talked and laughed, even the gloomy weather couldn't stop their enthusiasm, making this ordinary road full of different vitality.

Chongmuxi walked alone to the grove behind the cafeteria. There was a lake through the grove. The wildflowers on the lawn by the lake were in full bloom during this season, and it was Chongmuxi's favorite place in the whole college.

It was obviously a beautiful place, but almost no one came.That's right, the students in the academy are all focused on cultivation, so how could they have the thought to come to the lake which is of no use to them.

And the reason Chong Muxi likes it is not because of the beautiful scenery, she likes it simply because there is no one there, and she can no longer face those mocking, disdainful or contemptuous eyes.

I'm very hungry, but I don't want to go to the cafeteria to eat.Since the first time she went to the cafeteria to eat and was bullied by her classmates, she never went there again.

Let's spend lunch there today too.Chong Muxi walked forward slowly, the grove was about to pass through, and the clear lake in front of him could be vaguely seen as calm and gentle as a mirror.

Eh... there seems to be something wrong...

For the first time today, there was a person standing by the lake where there was usually no one.That person was wearing a long golden dress, with ink-like hair hanging down, she lowered her head slightly, looking at a butterfly resting on her index finger, with a gentle smile in her eyes.

As if sensing someone approaching, she turned her head and asked softly, "Are you also here to relax?"

At that moment, Chong Muxi seemed to see the sun.

The author has something to say:

In the first half of the article, the past of the protagonist will be interspersed. I am afraid that you may not be able to tell the difference, so I would like to remind you: "==========" The following is the present of the protagonist, "++++++ ++++" The following is the protagonist's past. Chapter 2 will mention worldview.Well, that’s it, (~￣△￣)~.