Ye Luoli: The Charismatic Girl Leads the World to Darkness

"Hey! Hello, Second Grandpa!"

"Oh, it's Xixi, hello."

"Good afternoon, Grandma. Are you feeling any better?"

"well."

……

Once inside the village, the little fox wagged its big tail, darting from house to house, its mouth never stopping for a moment.

The adults in the village all liked her, patting her head and giving her gifts. By the time Xiao Yanxi ran from one end of the village to the other and returned home, her big tail was so heavy it was about to fall off.

"Daddy, Mommy! Your incomparably beautiful and adorable daughter is back!"

She ran into the kitchen while calling out, stood in front of the woman, and kept pulling things out of the big tail.

"These are fruits from my third uncle, these are vegetables from Grandma Sun, and these are..."

Suddenly, a small pebble hit her on the head. Xiao Yanxi was startled, covered her head and looked around. She saw a small head peeking out of the kitchen doorway, making a face at her.

Xiao Yanxi: !!!

Can this be tolerated?

She immediately grabbed the tail and emptied everything out, then grabbed the fire poker next to the stove, pointed it at the boy, and yelled:

"Yan Mo! If I don't knock your head off today, I'll write my name backwards!"

Yan Mo: !!!

Yan Mo's eyes widened, and she felt as if there was a capital "danger" above her head!

run!

Two little ones dashed out of the house one after the other, while their father stood at the door, glanced at them, and called out:

"Xixi, be gentle! Don't break her leg, or you won't be able to pull her back!"

"Okay daddy!"

……

The next few days were just as noisy. Every day, Xiao Yanxi would go to the lake in the mountains to check in, and after returning and eating, she would chase Yanmo all over the village.

The villagers were all very kind, and most of them just watched with smiles as Yan Xi chased after Yan Mo. Some of the more childlike ones even joined in, either secretly setting up roadblocks or personally helping to catch people, having a great time.

Wenxi was captivated by this lifestyle and even fantasized about staying there forever.

but……

One morning, when Xiao Yanxi came down from the mountain, everything had changed.

A blinding red.

Corpses were scattered everywhere, and blood pooled into a small stream that gurgled past her feet.

A true bloodbath.

The raging fire burned the village where she had lived for so many years, the red light reflecting on her stiff smiling face, carrying an arrogance that seemed to want to burn everything to ashes.

The girl's legs gave way, and she knelt on the ground, stunned, two lines of clear tears sliding down her cheeks. Her murmurs dissipated in the wind, dancing with the fire, and an overwhelming hatred gradually stained her pure eyes.

"Why won't you leave me alone...why..."

Wenxi stared blankly at the mess on the ground in front of her, her hands trembling involuntarily, her face pale.

A child from a peaceful world, she had never seen such a scene before.

And those people lying on the ground... just yesterday they were smiling and playing with her, bringing her fruit...

……

"I knew you brought her here for this."

Yinyuan plopped down next to Yanxi and casually grabbed some melon seeds from her hand.

For some unknown reason, he changed into a dark blue ancient costume again, and even his hair returned to its long, straight black color, with only a few strands of misty blue highlights left on the side of his head.

Yan Xi glanced at him with disdain, her eyes filled with murderous intent: "What are you doing here?"

Yin Yuan glanced at her, then at the melon seeds, and decisively pushed Yan Xi's face away. "It's boring. I just came to join in the fun."

Yan Xi gave him a cold look.

"Oh, don't worry, am I such an unreliable person?" Yin Yuan slapped her face again, then cracked some melon seeds and mumbled, "Well, there's Yan Jue and Huo Liao, it's not a retirement home, what's the point of keeping them around if they're not going to work?"

"By the way, what were you thinking, letting her do this trial? It could easily lead to someone dying."

"I'm happy to." Yan Xi seized the opportunity, snatched the melon seeds back from his hand, and then said with a smile, "Besides, I've adjusted the pain level to only one-tenth, so you won't die."

Yinyuan: ...

"You won't even give me a few sunflower seeds, have you stopped loving me?"

Yan Xi raised an eyebrow at him, cracking sunflower seeds as she asked, "Have you ever been in love?"

Yinyuan: ...

Well, he's self-aware enough not to make a fool of himself.

He shook his head and clicked his tongue twice, then pulled a handful of sunflower seeds from his sleeve pocket. "What a scumbag woman."

Yan Xi scoffed, then turned around and snatched his sunflower seeds again. "I'm a scumbag and I'm proud of it. There are thousands of beauties in the world, and half of them are by my side."

Yinyuan: ...

You're awesome.

……

Don't you think...she looks a bit like someone?

Yan Xi stroked her chin, looking at Wen Qian under the tree, whose small figure overlapped with hers, her eyes revealing a hint of amusement.

"What?"

Yinyuan ate sunflower seeds, tilted his head, and thought for a long time, but he still couldn't think of anyone with this kind of personality.

Seeing that he didn't understand what she meant, Yan Xi pointed at Wen Qian and asked:

What's her name?

"Wenqian?" Yinyuan asked, looking puzzled.

Yan Xi pointed to the sky, "Where did the original body go?"

Suddenly, Yin Yuan had a flash of inspiration and thought of something, causing his lips to twitch wildly.

Listening to your words was a complete waste of my time.

Do you even need to tell me that Wen Qian looks like Wen Qian? Is that even a resemblance?

That's such a question, it's embarrassing to even call you intelligent; it sounds like you've completely lost your mind.

"Hmph, no sense of humor." Yan Xi crossed her arms and leaned against the tree trunk. "I'm going to call it helping her become the best version of herself right now."

"Yes," Yin Yuan nodded perfunctorily, then shook his head and sighed, thinking about how the plot would unfold.

"The best version of myself, a model socialist youth who is detached from all emotions and love."

……

I do not know how long it has been……

"How many times have you watched this? Aren't you tired of it?"

This is Yin Yuan.

"You have to see it many times to remember it. Look at this punishment, how wonderful. I've seen it so many times but I still can't understand it."

This is Yan Xi.

"How many times has she died?" Yin Yuan asked, munching on a green fruit, completely oblivious to the fact that he was still in the blood-soaked torture chamber.

Yan Xi stood to the side, holding a red fruit in her hand, crunching away as she counted on her fingers, "Four...five...it must be eight times, right?"

Yinyuan sighed and pointed to the middle of the torture chamber, saying, "What I mean is, she fainted."

Yan Xi casually tossed the fruit pit aside and wiped her hands on Yin Yuan's clothes. "Why didn't you say so earlier?"

Yin, the scapegoat of daily life, Yuan: ...?

After taking her away from the spiritual world, Yan Xi and Yin Yuan casually placed her on a chair and began to discuss the blame that Yin Yuan had taken for in the past.

After an unknown amount of time, Wenxi groggily opened her eyes. The instant she saw the sunlight, she immediately pulled her arms back into a defensive stance, and then…

"Damn, no way! I'm so kind, how could I just shift the blame like that?!"

"Bullshit! If you were kind, there would be no bad people in the world!"

"Fuck you, I'll fuck your fucking..."

Wenxi stared blankly at the two arguing, tilting her head as a question mark slowly appeared above her head.

what's the situation?

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small theater:

Grandma came in from the outer room with bread in her hand, eating as she walked, and then sat down on the bedside.

Little sister: Wow! Bread! I want bread too! (Turns around and goes out to get some bread)

Grandma: (While eating) Do you want some bread?

Me: (Shaking my head while holding my phone)

Grandma: Aren't you going to eat?

Me: I won't eat.

Sister: (Coming in with bread and saying to me) Being a picky eater isn't a good habit!

I:? ? ?