The Tianxi disciples in front of the crowd respectfully called her "Little Senior Sister", but behind the crowd, they coldly sneered and scolded her for abandoning the devil and being blind.
She had no playmates in her childhood. Every time she finished her homework, if he were there, he would carry her to the canteen without any grudge and feed her with his own hands.
At this time, the sect was naturally surrounded by a group of young female disciples and male disciples who wanted to cling to her, pretending to be affectionate and caring for her, and showing off in front of him.
But if he goes to the fairy world to attend the ceremony and does not return for several months, these people will either avoid her like snakes and scorpions, or they will be bold and malicious, deceive her into blindness, and put live insects and flies in her meals.
Everyone looked down upon her, thinking that she was using the meanest life to gain opportunities that others could not get.
She found such days not so unbearable.
Although this group of people made her feel particularly disgusting.
But having him in the mountains, being able to always be by her side, is enough.
Not long after, Xishan Dining Hall recruited a group of new chefs with extraordinary skills. One of the cooks treated her very well and would not deliberately give her leftovers like other chefs who were trying to gain influence.
Every time she went there with her blind cane, she would always leave a box of vinegar-based pork ribs that was just warm at her place, sprinkled with finely chopped green onion, and delicately stir-fried to make people feel A touch of warmth.
The cook's surname is Shen. She has a lot of work every day, talks very little, and has a well-behaved little yellow dog by her side that doesn't bark.
When Ah Luo came to have a meal, the soft little yellow dog would not go anywhere else but would run under her table and rub her ankles for bones.
Later, her eyes were cured and the little yellow dog grew into an old yellow dog. She no longer remembered how plump and soft it looked when it was a child.
But she still likes to throw a few bones to it while eating.
After dinner, I like to sit in the firewood pile in the kitchen backyard and bask in the sun with my old yellow dog in my arms.
What was different from what she imagined was that the cook who would leave a box of vinegar-soaked pork ribs for her every day looked very ordinary, just like the ordinary mortal woman her master said, clucking rice all day long. Feeding chickens, the lines around your eyes and tail are not very pretty when you smile.
But she likes to see her smile while basking in the sun.
Because every time I see her smile, a deep vacancy in my heart seems to be filled.
It wasn't until much later that she realized that the feeling of filling up that piece was called happiness.
Because she discovered a secret of the cook.
She finally understood why, in the first year after she became the disciple of the sect master and became famous all over the world, there suddenly appeared such an ordinary cook on Baituo Mountain who treated her so well.
She didn't often call her Aunt Shen when she was in front of others. Only in the dead of night, in the name of hunger, she walked across half the mountain in the wind and snow to the kitchen of the dining hall and asked her to cook. When meeting him, he would look at the back of the man who was chopping vegetables and peeling garlic, his eyes would be red, and he would call out to her mother softly.
She has never answered this call, but every time the sound of chopping vegetables always pauses for a long time...
A'luo knew that every time at this time, the woman who showed wrinkles at the corners of her eyes when she smiled must be crying.
Outside the open curtain, fine raindrops fell silently, blowing into the house with the unique coldness of the mountains.
The memory that was blown away by the wind finally became a dream that cannot be returned.
The body of the demonic woman whose face was so disfigured that she couldn't even be called ordinary fell down suddenly. Aluo, who had been looking at her with a numb expression, seemed to wake up from a nightmare...
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah----------"
The heartbreaking screams attracted countless people to gather around.
"How's it going? How's it going?"
The dark crowd crowded in. You pushed me and I squeezed you into the tent.
Those who couldn't squeeze in could only stand on tiptoes on the outside and eagerly looked inside, curious about what was going on inside.
Those expectant eyes watching the excitement have undoubtedly become the most terrifying malice in the world at this moment.
A group of monks who squeezed in were surprised to see the witch Aluo, who was holding her head and huddled under the bed with her eyes wide open and screaming. However, her eyes did not look like she was overly frightened. They were dark and dark. , no tears, no light, no bottom visible, as if there was a dying soul imprisoned in it that could never get out.
"Damn, why are you so scared?"
"I'm afraid I was attacked just after I woke up, and I was scared out of my mind. Hehe, but I really didn't expect that this ugly demon woman actually came to kill the sword master's disciples?"
"You're still laughing. If the sword master knew that you had released this devil to test this girl in advance, wouldn't you be afraid of being prosecuted?"
"What am I afraid of? We are not his disciples in the name of Tianxi. Besides, isn't the Lord Sword Master's disciple okay? If there hadn't been a surprise attack tonight, how would we have found out whether she was colluding with the demons? The demons have always been The mind is cunning, and our Lord Sword Master has a soft-hearted and defensive temperament, so he insists on making some stupid statement about testing the true nature of this woman in three days. Who knows what more trouble will happen in these three days."
"Yes, now I can see it clearly. This woman was really unambiguous in her attack. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, pierced her throat with a sword. Her death was so tragic. She really didn't leave any room. She was really cruel. I I believe that the sword master’s beloved disciple has nothing to do with the demons.”
"I said everyone wants to watch the fun and see when they can go. This corpse lying here is really scary. Quickly drag it out and bury it somewhere. This dead face is so ugly that it will make people unable to eat for three days. .”
"What are you doing here? Get out of my way!"
At this moment, the cold and angry voice of the Lord Sword Master came in.
The people crowded in the tent immediately dispersed, making way for a spacious road.
He entered the tent with a sullen face and hurried steps. He lowered his head and glanced around. When he saw the corpse on the ground, his eyes narrowed slightly. There was a terrifying anger in him. He didn't say anything. He picked up A'rao who was curled up in a ball on the ground. Place it carefully on the bed.
"Sword...Sword Master, the matter is like this. After thinking about it, we still feel..."
"Get out." He spat out the word "cold" lightly, but his murderous intent was revealed.
Everyone's hearts froze, and they didn't dare to say another word. You patted me, I looked at you, and then they dispersed.
A'luo was holding her head on the bed, breathing heavily on the cold bed, and her whole body was convulsing violently.
This frightened him so much that he called her name loudly, pulled her over, and held her tightly in his arms. He kept soothing her back with his palms and his voice suddenly slowed down: "If you want to cry, just Cry it out.”
The thin body in her arms was shaken hard, and her voice was hoarse and hoarse: "Master...does everyone know?"
He hummed.
She didn't cry, she just trembled and curled up in his arms, holding her fists tightly between their chests. Her teeth chattered. It was clear that she was extremely frightened, but she still held on to the instinct in her bones. He asked blankly: "Master smells of blood. Where did he go just now? Are you injured?"
She felt that she was hopeless and rotten, so why wasn't she the one who died?
