Yaohi Hill

He remembered, in those long, dark, lonely years, the only light that was there.

Everything starts from the very beginning.

Although many years have passed, he still remembers that year, it was a severe drought.

Everyone had no food to eat, and many people in the village starved to death one after another.

Mother, that's how she died in front of her.

Her body is as thin as a piece of dry wood, her face is deeply sunken, her eyes are slack, she is lying in a corner of the room, her breathing is extremely weak, like a faltering candle, as if it will be completely extinguished in the next second .

Just a few days ago, she ate everything she could eat. In order to satisfy the hunger in her stomach, she was hungry and even ate dirt and worms.

But in the end, I couldn't hold on anymore.

However, before she died, she glanced at her child with affection and nostalgia, and tears rolled down the corners of her eyes.

Without himself, what should the child do?How should he survive in this world?

He didn't notice his mother's eyes before she died, because he was so hungry that hunger occupied all his thoughts.He hid in the corner and touched his stomach, which was burning and painful.

A few days after my mother died, the body began to stink.

He left the place where they used to live together, and in the end he didn't eat human flesh like the others in the village.

Although he is only a child, he has already experienced the most desperate experience in this world.

It was his mother after all.

One and only in this world.

Because the strong men in the village have already hunted weaker beings, they no longer care whether they eat human beings, and they just want to survive, so the number of children and women in the village is constantly decreasing.

Gradually, no one dared to move around in the village.

Because they are afraid that they will be used as food by people who are so hungry that they can no longer bear it.

But he had nothing to fear, because his mother was dead.

But he didn't want to die tragically like his mother.

Perhaps because there was nothing to be afraid of, he brought the knife at home, and if someone tried to attack him, he also had the ability to fight back.

After his mother died, the little boy who had been living under her protection seemed to have grown up instantly. He suddenly understood that this was a cruel world, and there was no essential difference between human beings and animals.

Maybe some gods were protecting him in the dark, and he, who was doomed to die, was not treated as food by people.It is more likely because he looks too thin, with only a thin layer of skin wrapped around the bones, so that those hungry people ignore his existence.

In the corner of the village, he saw a man sneaking in from outside the village, he seemed to be holding something in his arms.

No one noticed the man because it was already late at night.

He looked at the nervous look on the man's face, wondering if he found food?

He quietly followed the man.

The man didn't notice that there was a child behind him, but excitedly took out the piece of cloth in his arms, his hands couldn't help shaking, and what was spread out in the palm of his hand was a piece of cloth wrapped in cloth. Pink fish.

The color of that piece of meat is very bright, and it looks very attractive.

The man couldn't bear it anymore, but when he was about to eat the piece of fish, suddenly a knife stabbed straight into his back.

The little boy calmly watched the man fall down.

A few drops of blood were splashed on his face, and a living person was killed by him in an instant.But his expression remained calm, as if he had trampled an ant to death.

He picked up the piece of fish that had fallen on the ground.

If only mom was still alive.

Suddenly, he thought so.

In this way, she can eat delicious fish.

But there is no way to bring the dead back to life in this world, and even if there is, it is not a field that ordinary humans can touch.

The little boy felt a belated sadness, as if the boundless waves were drowning him.He suddenly thought of his mother who was rotting and smelly in the room. Her originally warm body slowly cooled down, her limbs became stiff, and there was no longer a gentle smile on her face.

He suddenly remembered what she told him word by word with tears in his eyes when she was still alive.

"You must, you must live."

Thinking of this, he silently looked at the piece of fish in front of him, and ate them all mouthful.

No matter what, live on.

After he finished eating the fish, he knew that he could not stay in this village any longer.Because everyone is crazy, and within a few days, they will have their ideas on him.

A fire burned down the house where he and his mother used to live, and he seemed to see his mother's smiling face in the raging flames, and she was saying goodbye to him.

Bye now.

From then on, the little boy started a journey alone.

I don't know why, but since eating that piece of fish, his body seems to have changed a little.

No matter what kind of injury he suffered, his wounds would heal extremely quickly.

In addition, even hunger couldn't take his life away. Although his stomach hurt very much, he was never too hungry to walk like before.My body seems to have some kind of recovery power.

Although he has been wandering, what makes him feel unbearable is loneliness.

He misses his dead mother.

Countless times, in his dreams, he would think of the look in her eyes before she died, so gentle, so nostalgic.

After wandering like this for nearly half a year, he still couldn't find a place to stay.In these turbulent years, the daimyo only cares about power and power, wars continue year after year, the people are struggling to survive, and things happen all the year round. Who would be willing to give him a place to live?

He was not a pleasing child, and since his mother died he had lost his ability to be happy.

Until one day, he met that Miko-sama.

With nowhere to go, he finally passed out after not eating for days.

He thought he would die this time, but when he opened his eyes, he saw a young woman.

She was wearing a white dress and a red dress, her smile was very similar to that of her mother who was still alive, she was so gentle and full of gentle power.

He opened his mouth, but said nothing.

She seems to be a real god, and she always has a feeling of compassion.

Most importantly, she is like her own mother.

It was also because of this witch that he had the place he dreamed of.Although after a few years, he discovered the changes in his body, and was regarded as a monster by everyone, and finally had to leave there again.

No matter how many years have passed, he will always remember the helping hand extended by the witch when he was most desperate and painful, and he always believed in the words of the witch when he left.

"Can I still see you, my lord?"

"Maybe." Her smile was shallow, and her voice melted into the wind. "Someday in the future."

And now, it's time to meet.

The little boy stepped forward and said softly, "Master Miko, we meet again."

His dark pupils were bright, as if at this moment, the innocence of a child had been restored, and the pupils were filled with the joy of reunion.

Shi Kui's mind went blank, she looked at him in disbelief, tried to mobilize the memory in her brain, and finally his face overlapped with a child in her memory.

"How could it be you?!"