The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

At night, Qiongying somehow went to the back mountain again, but now she was going alone.

Also, she came across something interesting, so she watched it for a while.

Under the not-so-bright moonlight, there was a figure, dressed in black, carrying a basket, as if looking for something.

Suddenly, the figure felt some movement behind him, turned around vigilantly, and couldn't help being startled. Looking at it not far or near, it seemed that it was back when I was a child, and it was also at night. She was on the small bridge by the mountain, Her figure reflected on the surface of the river, he thought it was an illusion.

At this moment, he was also looking at the same erratic figure, but now he knew that it was not an illusion. [

"Surprised to see me?" Qiong Ying had already walked in front of him, and saw that his basket contained pine cones.

"Some." Jing Hao said truthfully, looking at her like this, he felt relieved, but held tightly in his arms.

He always told himself that his parents killed her mother, she killed his parents for revenge, and all grievances and grievances were settled, but he still couldn't take the first step.

The eldest brother can see everything, see the world indifferently, so he is free and easy, but he will never be able to do it. He has a mental block, which binds him and cannot break free.

Suddenly, there was a slight sound of falling from the tree, and a pine cone fell soundlessly.

Qiongying stretched out her hand, and the pine cone landed on her palm accurately, breaking the silence.

Jing Hao looked at her palm, he was more silent than that pine cone.

It's hard to imagine that such a lively child back then will be so indifferent when he grows up.

"Do you want to?" Qiongying asked without throwing away the pine cone.

"...Well, thank you." Jing Hao stretched out his hand, took the pine cone from her palm, and put it in the basket.

"What is it used for?" Qiongying asked.

"It's for kittens to play with," Jing Hao said.

"You didn't play it? It's not cute at all when you grow up." Qiongying looked at him, he was still cute when he was a child.

Jing Hao's face was expressionless, and he was ashamed, no, it should be sweating, she thought he could play with pine cones? !joke!He is not cute, so what? !No, how could he use cuteness as a metaphor!

"Do you still want to pick up pine cones?" Qiongying asked.

"...Well." Jing Hao nodded hesitantly, maybe it was enough, but it doesn't hurt to pick up some more.

"Get out of the way and go over there." Qiongying pointed to the location.

Jing Hao was suspicious for a moment, but he didn't know how to ask her what she was going to do, so he obediently walked aside.

Qiongying walked to the top of the tree, visually measured the height of the tree, and then slapped the trunk. [

This palm seemed useless, but the pine tree shook violently.

Rustle, rattle, leaves and pine cones fell all over the ground, but none of them hit her, not even a single leaf fell on her.

Jing Hao was stunned, sweating again, and she didn't have to be like this... It made people speechless.

"Is it enough?" Qiongying asked.

"... Enough." He couldn't finish pretending, and he was a little restless.

"Go back quickly after picking up these." After finishing speaking, Qiongying went up the mountain.

Jing Hao was stunned. Looking at her receding figure, he took two steps, hesitated, and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Walk casually." Her voice was very soft, and she disappeared into the forest with her figure.

Jing Hao looked at the direction in which she disappeared, only the darkness remained.

If it weren't for an extra pine cone in the basket, if it weren't for the new leaves and pine cones all over the ground, she would never have appeared.

He stood for a long time, and then picked up the pine cones on the ground one by one.