My sister is born again

"Senior sister... what's wrong with you?" Shan Nian approached the senior sister and asked.

But the senior sister was in a daze, she stretched out her hand to touch Shan Nian's injured arm, and said incredulously, "Did the senior sister make Nian'er's injury?"

The fire became brighter and brighter, Shan Nian touched the warm cheek of the senior sister and nodded, then replied: "Nian'er doesn't hurt."

"Senior Sister, it's too hot here, shall we leave here first?" Shan Nian said worriedly.

"kindness."

The senior sister looked around, looked down at the sword in her hand, her eyes were vague.

Shan Niansheng was afraid that the senior sister would disappear all of a sudden, so he held her hand tightly, not daring to take his eyes off the senior sister.

The night wind blew past her face, and the senior sister didn't take the initiative to say a word, she just turned her head and looked at the Liuzhuang that was about to be engulfed by the fire.

As for those men in black who died at the hands of the senior sister, the senior sister didn't mention a word, and Shan Nian had no way of knowing what happened that night.

It was just that the senior sister took her back to the place where she lived, simply took the package, and then the two of them left the knife city, came to a remote mountain forest, and rented a small Orion yard.

The senior sister stood on the cliff all night without sleep and didn't know what she was thinking.

Shan Nian, who didn't dare to come forward to disturb her, could only stand not far away and wait for her senior sister to call her.

At dusk, the senior sister turned around, Shan Nian approached at a trot, looked up at the senior sister slightly.

Shan Nian stretched out his hand to hold the cold hand of the senior sister and said, "Senior sister will get sick like this."

"Let Nian'er worry."

The senior sister replied in a very low voice, raised her hand to carefully touch Shan Nian's cheek, then withdrew her hand, and shifted her gaze to Shan Nian's untreated wound.

Shan Nian, who was pulled into the room, saw the senior sister looking around the room and taking out the medicine bottle in the package.

Without too many words and expressions, the senior sister took the dagger and cut the clothes on Shan Nian's arm, and carefully removed the half of the clothes. Shan Nian's expression did not change, but still stared straight at the senior sister.

It seems that the only way to feel at ease is to stare at the senior sister like this.

The tan medicinal powder was smeared on the wound by the senior sister, and the senior sister didn't stop until the gauze was wrapped around her arm.

Sitting Shan Nian only felt uneasy in his heart, stretched his arms around the senior sister in front of him, rubbed his nose against the cold neck of the senior sister, and said with some fear: "Senior sister... what's wrong with you?"

The senior sister's hanging hand didn't immediately protect Shan Nian, she just rubbed her head against Shan Nian in response: "Senior sister is fine, let Nian'er worry."

Shan Nian opened the distance slightly, looked directly at the somewhat empty eyes of the senior sister, and immediately recalled the strange eyes of the senior sister before, and his heart was as dull as if it had been cut by a sharp weapon.

Even though he didn't know what it was to feel distressed, the extremely uncomfortable feeling made Shan Nian really out of breath.

But the senior sister's answer did not appease the uneasy Shan Nian at all, on the contrary, it made Shan Nian fall into anxiety even more.

Shan Nian took a deep breath, leaned close to the senior sister's cool thin lips and kissed it, and said softly: "It's enough for a senior sister to kiss, and when Nian'er's heart feels uncomfortable, a kiss by the senior sister will be fine." comfortable."

After finishing speaking, Shan Nian looked at the senior sister earnestly, hoping to see the same things in the senior sister's eyes as before.

The kind thoughts at this moment no longer expect to be able to learn or understand what is hidden in the eyes of the senior sister.

The only thought is that I hope that the senior sister can be as good as before.

But the senior sister just lowered her head and rubbed Shan Nian's forehead, stretched out her hand to hug Shan Nian's small body, closed her eyes slightly, and said softly with a heavy sigh: "Senior sister makes Nian'er feel uneasy, right? "

Shan Nian frightenedly tugged on the sleeves of the senior sister's drooping sleeves and replied: "No."

The senior sister suddenly opened her eyes, stared at Shan Nian and asked again: "Has Lian Nian'er learned to lie to senior sister?"

This sudden questioning, even with the obvious alienation in the bright eyes of the senior sister, suddenly Shan Nian almost stopped breathing, and Shan Nian, who was too frightened, couldn't move his bones.

The senior sister in front of her was just looking at Shan Nian quietly, and she didn't let go of her hand, but with meaningful inquiry in her eyes, she raised her hand to hold Shan Nian's drooping hair.

But Shan Nian seemed to no longer be able to see what the senior sister was thinking.

"The people in Nian'er's Liuzhuang were all killed by the senior sister. The knife city is already in chaos now, so staying here is already the best choice." The senior sister suddenly let go of her hand and said.

The sudden oppression suddenly disappeared, Shan Nian looked at the senior sister with a sigh of relief, only to see that the senior sister's eyes had already moved out of the window.

Shan Nian looked down at the senior sister's wrinkled clothes that he had pinched just now, and said in a low voice, "It's almost the hero meeting, senior sister, aren't you worried?"

The senior sister turned her head sideways, looked at Shan Nian and said, "Don't Nian'er understand?"

"All those people who died in Liuzhuang were killed by senior sister?"

Sitting Shan Nian looked up at the senior sister, couldn't help reaching out to grab the drooping hand of the senior sister and said: "Those are all bad people, the senior sister is not wrong."

The hand that was close at hand suddenly moved away, and Shan Nian came back empty-handed, and then heard the senior sister say: "You are wrong, the people in Liuzhuang are not the Demon Sect, they were just coerced by the Demon Sect."

Shan Nian was puzzled listening to what the senior sister said, and replied: "The devil is still bad, and the senior sister is not a bad person."

The senior sister frowned suddenly, as if she couldn't bear it, her eyes were filled with mist, she pursed her lips tightly and said: "But senior sister is not as good as Nian'er thought, maybe Nian'er won't say that after knowing gone."

Shan Nian shook her head, got up and stretched out her hand to grab the senior sister's hand, and replied firmly: "No, senior sister is always the best."

The senior sister didn't twitch her brows, she just rubbed Shan Nian's palm with her fingers and said: "Nian'er, you are still too young."

"Nian'er is not young anymore, Nian'er is already eighteen."

Hearing what the senior sister said, Shan Nian only felt more and more anxious.

But the senior sister never replied.

A day passed in such a trance, and it was getting dark day by day. Shan Nian lit a fire and cooked noodles.

The senior sister only ate a little before entering the room.

In the middle of the night, Shan Nian didn't dare to close her eyes, for fear that the senior sister would accidentally disappear again.

In the first ten days of March, people in this small village often spread rumors about the hero meeting that will be held three days later.

Shan Nian held the old hen in one hand and the vegetable basket in the other, planning to drive up the mountain.

Then I heard several people's conversations coming from the small tea shed where I was resting. This content stopped Shan Nian who was in a hurry to hurry.

"Who would have thought that Liuzhuang was wiped out half a month ago, and there are rumors that it was the murder of Liu Xuxue, the elder sister of Qingfeng Sword Sect who disappeared."

"Who says it's not? That beauty Liu Xuxue is poisonous. I heard that in recent days, there have been rumors that she is colluding with the demon sect and killing decent people in the martial arts world."

"Hey, how did I hear that it was Liu Xuxue who fell in love with the leader of the Demon Cult and abandoned that little white-faced scholar before the martial arts competition."

"Who knows, this beauty's heart is unpredictable, let's just think about it, don't become the ghost of her sword."

Shan Nian listened, but felt a fire in his head, how could this group of people speak ill of Senior Sister casually!

"You guys are talking nonsense!"

The man holding the teacup looked at Shan Nian and said with a sneer, "Hey, where did the little scholar come from to be so arrogant."

"Could it be that we are talking about your sweetheart?"

Shan Nian reached out to pick up a few stones on the ground and hit the acupuncture points of those people.

"What... did you do, it's so itchy!"

Before the words fell, those people rolled on the ground one after another, their faces were extremely uncomfortable, and bloodstains were caught on their faces and bodies in an instant.

People around looked at Shan Nian one after another, Shan Nian turned around with the old hen in his arms and ignored them.

It was already close to noon when we rushed back to the mountain, and the sun in March became a little hotter.

The old hen was cooing, and Shan Nian reached out and touched the fluffy old hen and said softly: "Oh, my sister is not in a good mood recently, so the aunt told me that drinking stewed old hen soup will make her feel better." .”

"Nianer."

The figure of the senior sister stopped at the door, and Shan Nian trotted closer.

"Sister, are you out to bask in the sun today?" Shan Nian responded in a low voice.

"Why did Nian'er come back so late today?" Senior Sister looked sideways at Shan Nian and asked.

Shan Nian remembered what happened to him at the foot of the mountain just now, and felt a bit uncomfortable to speak out for a moment, so he could only falter and say: "This old hen is too heavy, let the senior sister drink the soup."

The senior sister stretched out her hand to hold the old hen, looked at it and said: "Nian'er, how much money is this old hen?"

"It only cost three taels of silver today." Shan Nian followed the senior sister back.

The senior sister looked at Shan Nian in disbelief, looked down at the old hen and said in a low voice: "Nian'er, should this old hen be kept?"

Why?Shan Nian looked at the senior sister in a daze, stretched out his hand to gently hold the senior sister's hand, and said, "Is it because you have given me too much money?"

The senior sister nodded in embarrassment, and then said: "No problem, at most it's just one or two more."

Shan Nian looked at the eyebrows of the senior sister, guessing that he might have been cheated out of money again, and said with some frustration: "Then the aunt clearly said that she gave me a lot of money."

"And it also said that drinking old hen stew soup can improve your mood. Is this also a lie?"

The senior sister responded softly: "Is Nian'er in a bad mood?"

Shan Nian shook her head holding the vegetable basket and said in a low voice: "No, Nian'er thinks that Senior Sister is in a better mood."

The figure of the senior sister at the side paused, and Shan Nian also stopped, looking at the senior sister in confusion.

I saw the senior sister reaching out to pick up the vegetable basket from Shan Nian's arms and walking towards the kitchen on one side.

Shan Nian was confused and stopped at the same place, some did not understand why the senior sister seemed to have changed something today?

"It's almost noon, and it takes time to cook the soup, why can't Nian'er come over?" The senior sister turned to look at this side and said.

"Well, here we come."

Shan Nian responded, and when he got closer, he saw that the elder sister's eyebrows were as gentle as before, and felt a little dazzled for a moment and asked in a low voice: "Doesn't the elder sister not drink the soup made by the old hen?"

The senior sister put the vegetable basket aside, and replied hesitantly: This old hen stewed soup is for Nian'er. "

"Nian'er is not hard, as long as the senior sister is in a good mood, Nian'er is in a good mood even if she doesn't drink soup." Shan Nian foolishly responded truthfully.

The senior sister's cheeks were slightly red, and she reached out to touch Shan Nian's soft cheeks, she didn't say anything, but her eyes softened a lot.

Shan Nian only felt that his heart suddenly became clearer.