When the small meets the small, the human meets the demon

Chapter 1

Fire flows in July, and clothes are granted in September.July, also known as the ghost month, is the time when hundreds of ghosts go out at night, and the Ghost Festival is the most cloudy day. Babies born on this day are mostly considered to be ominous.

The Lantern Festival of the Hungry Ghost Festival is another very lively festival of the year.Especially for teenagers with long hair, they put river lanterns, guess lantern riddles, watch fireworks, and there are also snack stalls with different styles, which are very popular.

In the moat outside the city of Qingcheng, lights were lit, and in the shadow of the lights, there stood a young girl in emerald green clothes. Her expression could not be seen clearly in the haze of light and shadow. Her only pair of black eyes looked so sad, so sad. to the extreme.

At the beginning of the memory, it was the Ghost Festival.

The Hungry Ghost Festival of that year was about the same as the countless Hungry Ghost Festivals, and there was no difference.Every family burns paper money to offer sacrifices to ancestors or to wandering ghosts. At night, there are lively activities such as lantern festivals full of laughter and laughter.

Liu wandered alone by the moat.Different from the prosperity inside the city, there is always a sad and desolate atmosphere flowing along the river outside the city, condensed in the flickering lights of the river.On the smiling face by the river, there is always a touch of sadness, deserted and lonely.

Human beings are really strange creatures. They don't know how to cherish when they still have it, but they miss it immensely after losing it!

Liu Jing quietly looked at a young man in plain clothes and black hair by the river who was holding a river lantern with a gloomy expression, looked up at the few stars falling in the night sky, and thought faintly.

She also knew that man. He married a quiet and gentle little wife, but she seemed dissatisfied. She often wandered around the place of fireworks, causing his wife to cry silently, but she still shed tears to take care of his daily life.Later, the man's wife became pregnant, and he didn't seem to care much about it. He was so negligent. Now that Yiren has gone, he suddenly discovered that every bit of life has already permeated her breath, and the warm and quiet home is full of warmth. With a different kind of coolness.

Liu turned her head and stopped looking at the remorseful man, her thick black eyes fell on the thin willows fluttering in the breeze, and in the meager memory, the woman who quietly smiled and planted willows in the wind gradually faded away, and fell on an unknown place. in the sky...

"Suddenly it's so cold!" The girl standing beside the willow tree by the river said softly, tightening the cloak around her shoulders.

"Just don't stand in the wind! Come on, I'll cover you a little bit." The boy covered the girl's front with his not generous chest, and comforted the girl in a soft and careful voice.

Listening to the whispers behind him, Liu smiled lonely.

The courtyard is deep, and the shallow vines have grown all over the courtyard, intertwined and messy, showing a bit of desolation.She has always been clean, and she couldn't take care of the yard in the months before she gave birth, which is why the weeds grew so wildly!This courtyard that imprisoned her freedom, obliterated her smile, and obliterated her life should not welcome one after another young and beautiful newcomers quietly after she left lonely, indifferent and indifferent. life forgotten!

It should be abandoned, it should be destroyed, and it should be buried for her with her passing away!

Liu's indifferent face became a little ferocious, she raised her hand, and a ray of cold breath overflowed from her fingertips, faintly lingering like smoke, like a snake letter swallowing a chill, it would rush out at some point, twisting Kill all the prey in its eyes.

The dark wind was blowing, and the sky in the distance was billowing with black clouds, as if they were carrying the power to crush the city, they came surging.

"Wow..." A crisp baby cry broke through the air, and Liu's fingertips paused, his expression stunned.

"Wow... wow..." The baby's crying sound was weak and clear in the quiet night. Liu hesitated for a moment, then hesitantly stepped into the courtyard where she thought she would never set foot again. The baby's continuous crying sound seemed to guide She walked through the slightly closed door.

Frowning, Liu came to the inner room and looked around for a week, but found nothing like swaddling clothes; she turned around and went to the study room, but there was nothing in the messy pile of books; the kitchen stove was empty and cold. There was no main hall, and the inner library was turned into a mess, but Liu still didn't find any trace of the baby.

She frowned and went back to the inner room, but the room still seemed to be filled with a faint smell of blood, and the baby's crying sound became clearer, as if it was echoing in her ears.

"Hehe...hehe..." It seemed to be a happy laughter, which was extremely strange in the quiet night.

Liu's complexion was a bit ugly, today is the [-]th day of July, the Hungry Ghost Festival, and it is the time when the yin energy is at its peak, could it be a ghost baby?It's just that he clearly didn't feel the ghost energy, and the yang energy did indeed gather in this room...

"Miao'er, Miao'er!" Pushing the door open was a nanny wearing coarse clothes. She didn't seem to notice Liu who was covered in cold air in the room, so she took a clean diaper and took out a thin girl from the top of the curtain with ease. Baby, skillfully and gently changed the diaper for the little baby.

The little baby girl was born thin, but extremely beautiful and aura, pink and tender skin, white hands and feet like carved jade, small eyebrows and eyes are very delicate, small and thin eyebrows are gently frowned , the eyes are as big as autumn water, but the pupils are extremely black and bright, and the light is flowing flexibly, like this heavy night, there is still a bright moon-like brilliance.The thin pink lips are soft and moist like the first petals of a flower, and they grin slightly, revealing the bare gums without teeth, and the laughter of "giggle..." spread like mist.

Liu Hei stared at the happy baby girl with a smile on her face, her lips were tightly pursed, as if she was trying her best to suppress the coldness after her anger, her heart was full of anger, her long black hair scattered in the wind, like Shura looking down on the world .The little baby girl still didn't realize it, her black eyes were black and bright, and she looked straight and curious at the cold Liu.

"Oh... oh... Miao'er is good~ Miao'er wants to see the moonlight? The bright and bright moon shines on our little Miao'er~" The nanny looked at the baby in her arms and stared out of the window in a daze , thinking that she was attracted by the moonlight outside the house, she held the baby and walked out of the window, sighing softly, "Oh, what a poor child... just born, and lost her mother..."

Liu's body shook, and the evil spirit all over her body suddenly dissipated. She raised her eyes to look at the baby, and her eyes were full of sadness.

The little baby girl froze for a moment, then suddenly grinned, her curled eyelashes flickered, her bright black eyes were clear and clean, as if filled with pure moonlight, she looked straight into the depths of Liu's eyes, clear and warm.She waved her small hand as pink and tender as a lotus root, and at the moment she passed by, she grabbed a strand of long black hair, then smiled happily, bent her eyebrows, and passed the hair in her hand to her toothless mouth .

Liu Mumu followed the little baby girl and turned around. She reached out to pull the hair out of the baby girl's mouth, but the baby caught her fingers and was shocked again.

The baby's small soft fingers are gently held at her fingertips, tender, like new shoots in February, warm, like the first spring breeze blowing away the earth, like branches blooming The peach petals are like soft catkins, wanting to intoxicate her cold body with warmth.

"Yi————" the little baby girl Yiyi smiled and stuffed her fingers into her mouth, her whole finger was covered with wet saliva, she opened her black grape-like pupils with a smile, and looked at the girl motionlessly. Willows floating outside the window.

hold...hold it?

Liu dazedly felt that her fingertips seemed to be touching the soft petals, stained with tide liquid, warm and hot like blood, a warm current flowed through her body quickly, and it was as if she could feel the warmth. Heart beating, bang bang, bang bang.

"Ah, Miao'er is so miserable, but she was born in this month..." The nanny hugged the window, looked at the empty courtyard, covered with silver frost on the ground, and sighed in a low voice.

Su Miao held her finger in her mouth, and stared out of the window with her dark eyes like ink, she seemed to be smiling innocently and warmly, like the lazy halo of the afternoon sun, pure and flawless.

The cold moonlight pours down like silk and satin, enveloping the woman under the moon like smoke and mist. The long black hair, the flying veil, and the calm face are like dreams and illusions in the bright white moonlight .However, that woman just looked at Su Miao deeply, with indescribable sadness in slightly indifferent eyes.

Su Miao couldn't understand that kind of sad emotion, she just waved her little hand, greeted Liu from a distance, and smiled foolishly, maybe she felt that her joyful heart could be conveyed to the heart of that cold girl mind it.

"The wind is a bit cold, Miao'er, we should go back to sleep..." The nanny felt a little cold on her body, and carried Su Miao back to the bed, carefully wrapped her in swaddling clothes, and looked at the little baby tenderly and pitifully. The baby looked around curiously, "Who knows when the master will come back..."

Su Miao was lying on the bed, biting her fists, her watery eyes searched the whole room, but she didn't find the girl in the emerald dress; she tried her best to tilt her head and looked out the window.

The moonlight is like water and practice, and the silver is like frost. Occasionally, the night wind blew past the leaves, blowing off fragmented tree shadows.

The bright and majestic courtyard is empty, quiet and deserted.

Su Miao frowned, turning her dark eyes in doubt.

On the roof, Liu lay casually on the ridge of the roof, resting his hands on his pillow, and at the end of his eyes was the clear moonlight, and the sparse stars scattered in the night extremely dimly.

The wet and warm feeling of the fingertips is still there, strange and awkward.

She put her finger into her mouth and sucked it, it was cold and not warm.

Miaoer...?

Liu closed his eyes, and slowly disappeared into the refined and clear light.

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