Woke up, it was getting late.

Jin'er sat up and looked at the dark clouds outside.

The heavy rain kept falling like a raging monster.The thunder from time to time, like a roar, is frightening.

The rain had been raining for a long time without any sign of stopping.

He pinched his fingers and frowned.

A little fox lay beside him, sleeping peacefully, as if he was not afraid of hurting him at all.

"Cluck, cluck."

The fox murmured, facing Jin'er's movement without the slightest notice.

It's just that the wounds on its body are shocking. Although there are scars, it can still be seen that this is the result of a large piece of fur being ripped off.Jin'er had suffered such serious injuries before, and was cut by the God of War with the Xuanyuan Sword.

Although the scar gradually disappeared as Jin'er's Taoism increased, but the memory of the death-like pain was still fresh.He couldn't help stretching out his hand to stroke the scar on the fox's body, without malice, but the fox sensed something and jumped away.

Perhaps, the memory left by this injury is too painful.

Jin'er smiled slightly: "What's your name?"

The fox stared at Jin'er without moving.

Jin'er couldn't help smiling again, and reached out to catch the fox.But when it fell into his palm, the fox began to struggle.It showed its sharp teeth and bit Jin'er's tiger's mouth.Jin'er was in pain, but she didn't throw it away, but put it on the ground.

"Thank you."

Jin'er looked at the two rows of small teeth marks on the tiger's mouth, but she wasn't angry either.

He was still thanking him, the little fox huddled in the corner, looking at this strange man.

It didn't know why he had bitten him, and he would thank him.It also doesn't know why this young man in brocade clothes lives in the dilapidated house.

"who are you?"

The fox turned into a human, and it really was the child who was hunted down in the daytime.

With the snap of Jin'er's fingers, a big fire has already started.The child couldn't react, startled, ran back, and was bounced back by the wall.

He covered his head, crouched in the corner and howled.

Jin'er still had a smile, so beautiful that people couldn't move their eyebrows: "Jin'er."

"Wang Jinjin, is that Jin?"

"Splendid Brocade."

The child nodded and slowly approached the fire source.

In his human form, he is not afraid of fire.Looking at this gentle and beautiful uncle again, there is a sense of intimacy.

"Are you a fairy?"

Jin'er shook her head.

"Are you a demon?" The child covered his mouth.

Jin'er shook her head again.

At this moment, the child became afraid. It wasn't a fairy, it wasn't a demon, could it be a demon, or else it was a demon slayer that made demons fearful.

But he couldn't smell the smell of this person, neither the evil spirit of the demon nor the unique smell of the demon slayer.If it was a fairy, how could he, a little demon, get close to him?

This uncle is very powerful at first glance.

The child giggled and said, "I see, you must be an exile, and you have come to save Zhiziwan and Bodhi City."

Jin'er smiled triumphantly, and patted the child's head: "I am a demon, a demon who kills without blinking an eye."

This time, the change child laughed loudly, pointing at Jin'er with an unbelievable look: "You are so gentle, so beautiful, so can you be a devil? Uncle, don't lie to me."

The child thought of Jin'er's smile, it was clearly the most gentle smile in the world.

Even my parents never smiled at me like that, but this man laughed like that over and over again, how could he be a murderer without blinking an eye?

I remember just now, just now, I lost my mind when I saw this smile just now.

The child covered his face again, feeling shy.

It must be a joke again, and he is still such a good-looking banished fairy.

"Forget it, anyway, they are all people who have left their hometowns because of the pressure of life." Jin Er looked lonely, looking at the wooden hairpin in her hand.

Seeing Jin'er's expression, the child thought that he must have accidentally mentioned his pain.

He himself left his hometown and came to Bodhi City from Zhiziwan. He was pointed out by the local Taoist priests as a goblin and was hunted down all the time.

Perhaps, he was not the only one being hunted down.

Facing the continuous heavy rain, all the little demons and refugees from Zhiziwan fled into Bodhi City. If Bodhi City didn't enforce its defenses, these goblins, mixed with fish and dragons, would bring disaster to Bodhi City.

Even if Bodhi City is guarded by Immortal Bodhi as they said.

But isn’t there a legend that Zhiziwan was protected by the Yingchun Fairy, but it still ended up being submerged by the flood?

It can be seen from this that those immortals are unreliable.

The child crawled to Jin'er, full of rare joy, thinking that this uncle must be reliable: "Uncle, let's go together together in the future, okay?" But he was still not sure that this uncle would agree, and he was so pitiful Said: "You are lonely alone, and I am lonely alone. If the two of us are together, won't we be lonely?"

"I'm never alone."

Jin'er vetoed the child's proposal. He left the devil world because he wanted to travel alone.

Now even if he is in the same boat, he will not pity others.

He is a demon after all, and the life and death of others has nothing to do with him.Even if the child cannot escape the fate of death in the future, he will not blame himself with a frown.Because of him, I can no longer let myself be tied down.

"Then can we go together?"

"No."

"Why? Do you dislike me as a goblin with low mana?"

The child became nervous: "I'm very cute." He looked into Jin'er's eyes beggingly: "I won't be your burden, I won't become your burden. I'll beat your back when you're tired, thirsty I will pour water for you when you are hungry, and prey for you when you are hungry..."

"No."

"do not."

The child's high emotion drives the rapid flow of blood.The little face turned into a powder puff, which is very cute.The watery eyes are shining again, making people feel sorry for: "The magic power is not high, I can concentrate on cultivation. I am not as good-looking as you, and I will try my best to draw a skin that is worthy of you. I just ask you to bring me, okay?" ,OK?"

He was crying, but Jin'er seemed a little indifferent this time: "Do you know why I'm not alone?"

The child shook his head.

Alone, always lonely.

Even if you are so strong that the whole world is decadent, you still need a shoulder to rely on.

Jin'er put her hand on her heart: "Because I live here alone."

He looked into the distance without moving his hand away.He tried his best to sense the person living in his heart: "I will take him on a trip, just the two of us, until I become a handful of yellow sand, and complete all our unfinished dreams."

The child was at a loss and didn't know what to say, but he still popped out such a sentence: "Is he dead?"

How could a living person live in his heart.

Is it the soul?

The child began to imagine what it would be like to be alone, or a soul living in the heart.

Will that hurt?

How to deal with that person's eating, drinking and lassing?

Thinking that the man was hungry, he would gnaw at the uncle's heart.When thirsty, he sucked the uncle's blood, and the child trembled all over.

"No."

How could Jin'er allow Low Makeup to die before herself?

"Then why aren't you with him?" The child was puzzled, then put his hand on the back of Jin'er's hand, and asked tearfully, "Does it hurt here?"

"He is not willing to let me hurt, so I have never had pain here."

"Then he lives in your heart, what should you do if you are hungry?"

The child tilted his head, looking infinitely cute. Although he was a demon, he was still a child.

Jin'er couldn't help clenching his hand: "You killed more than a dozen mortals today. Although you were forced to do so, no matter what the reason, if you were wrong, you were wrong. Listen to Uncle, even if you are forced to a desperate situation in the future, you You can't kill someone like today, okay?"

The child glanced at Jin'er inexplicably, muttering something in his heart.

Jin'er had no choice but to smile, feeling that the children are children and they don't know how to pretend, they don't know how to be elegant, revealing their truest side.Children are still children after all, their good nature has not been polluted by this world, they are all innocent.Unlike some people, who can do all kinds of bad things for profit and power.

Perhaps after many years, this child will embark on a different path from himself.

However, at that time, it was no longer a world dominated by myself and low makeup.

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