Forgotten River (4)

Forgotten River (4)

At the beginning of the earth, the mountains and rivers were magnificent and the streams were clear. Xingyue had been thinking about it for a long time while sitting by the stream. She was surrounded by orange wildflowers. The wildflowers were fragrant and almost buried her whole body in them. She was just like that. Looking at the flowing stream, the small fish swimming in the stream did not seem to be afraid of her presence at all, and would pop up to take a look from time to time. I don't know how long I sat there, but suddenly, there was a man behind Xingyue. The man looked at Xingyue intently for a long time. Finally, he couldn't help but ask.

"Who are you?"

When Xingyue heard someone talking, she slowly turned around and saw a man with eyes as cold as ice looking at her. She saw his shadow in the sun. After knowing that he was not a ghost, she answered softly: "Xingyue .”

"Xingyue?" The man repeated Xingyue's name and looked at the sky. "You seem to have been here a long time."

"Yes, it's been a long time." Xingyue also felt that it had been a long time, because she hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time. She almost lost the joy of coming to the world at the beginning. She was tired of seeing the flowers blooming and withering in the world. No more interest.

The man walked gently towards Xingyue, sat next to her, and asked coldly: "What are you thinking about?"

"I don't know." Xingyue replied calmly. What she said she didn't know was not that she didn't know what she was thinking, but that she didn't know how to tell this man, because she once told those humans about human illness and sudden death. She died early because of ghosts, but no human believed her.

After hearing this, the man stopped talking and sat quietly next to Xingyue. One looked up at the sky and the other looked down at the flowing water until spring passed and autumn came, and the flowers bloomed and faded, a long time later. I don't know which gust of wind blew a seed of another kind of flower. This seed was buried in the ground beside the man, took root, sprouted, and bloomed into a light blue flower. The man looked at the flowers, reached out and picked them off, and handed them to Xingyue.

"The flowers are beautiful."

"Yeah." It was a beautiful flower that bloomed very delicately, with a pleasant fragrance. It didn't take long for butterflies to be attracted to it. There were yellow butterflies and white butterflies, but it was very strange. They dare not get close to the flower and can only fly around it. Soon, hundreds of butterflies gathered around Xingyue. They were dancing gracefully, like dancing queens of flowers. Surrounded by butterflies, Xingyue looked as beautiful as a fairy from a fairyland. The man was stunned. He had never seen such a special existence in this world.

Xingyue could feel the man's gaze. When she turned around and wanted to ask something, suddenly, a blue butterfly flew from nowhere. It was as one with the blue of the flowers. It was dazzling. She couldn't help but sigh: "What a beautiful butterfly."

"Be careful!" When the man saw the blue butterfly flying towards Xingyue, he hurriedly threw Xingyue down. Xingyue looked at the man in astonishment. At this time, she was already under the man. The two looked at each other, as if there was something. flowing between each other's hearts. By the time the blue butterfly landed on the flower in Xingyue's hair, it was already too late for the man to do anything. Xingyue saw the man's strange expression and asked softly: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's not me, it's you." The man sat up. The butterfly was already approaching Xingyue. He had no way to stop it, so he had to tell this strange woman what he learned. "That beautiful butterfly is called the Soul Destroyer. All living things it touches will die." At this point, the man's eyes showed a touch of sadness. Like Xingyue, he has existed in the world for a long time. He has also seen the life and death of human beings, and with great difficulty, he found a woman who, like him, would not die so quickly, but to see the woman die in front of him, he felt some sadness that he could not express in his heart.

Xingyue didn't panic after hearing this and sat up. She was interested in the name of the butterfly. "Why is it called Soul Destroyer? Who chose the name?"

"I..." the man replied coldly. He was the first person to call this butterfly the soul-killing messenger, and also the first person to see this butterfly. Over the years, he traveled all over the mountains and rivers , he found that this was the only butterfly in the world with such a color. He was also curious, so he followed the butterfly for a while. As a result, he witnessed with his own eyes whether it was a person, a ghost, a flower or a tree, the butterfly touched it. wither, or disappear….

Xingyue said nothing after hearing this, because she had never seen this butterfly before, but she had never died. She was not an ordinary human being. The human fear of death did not exist in her heart, so she He stretched out his right hand, almost without words, but the butterfly seemed to understand Xingyue's words, and flew away from the flower consciously, landing on Xingyue's fingertips.

"You said everything it touched would disappear, right?"

The man didn't know why Xingyue asked this, so he just nodded... He didn't want to look at Xingyue again, because he was afraid that he would feel sad when he saw such a beautiful person disappear...

Xingyue remained silent. The man left without knowing when. When Xingyue turned around, she only saw traces of the man sitting on the flowers and plants next to her. Only then did she react.

"I forgot to ask his name." Xingyue felt that this was a small mistake, but it was not the most important thing. The important thing was that she had already thought of a way to deal with the ghost, so she pinched herself with her nails. As red blood flowed out of Xingyue's finger, the blue butterfly that was originally staying on his right hand smelled the smell of blood and flew towards the bleeding finger. It stayed on Xingyue's bleeding fingertip, desperately As it sucked, almost all the spiritual energy in Xingyue's body entered its vagina.

On the belly, when the butterfly's body becomes bigger and bigger, its wings begin to become hard and sharp, and shine with a blue light in the sun. However, Xingyue could no longer hold on. After being sucked away most of her spiritual power, Xingyue fell weakly among the flowers. Maybe it was because the butterfly had sucked Xingyue's blood. They seemed to have the same mind. If she sucked it down, Xingyue would be in trouble, so she stopped her greed and stayed beside Xingyue quietly. Xingyue seemed to have slept for a long time. When she opened her eyes, the butterfly had turned into a Steel-like shape. Xingyue looked at the blue-light butterfly, smiled lightly, and said gently to the butterfly: "You don't have a name yet." As soon as she finished speaking, the stone-like outer layer of the butterfly broke with a bang, revealing The real body inside is like a butterfly-like blade, flying into the sky and spinning desperately. Xingyue looked at this hilarious child and couldn't help laughing: "I will give you a name as you wish..." After thinking for a while, Xingyue blurted out: "Awaken, Butterfly Xingyue Knife!" With this roar, the knife-like butterfly rushed towards her arm and pierced deeply. If she were an ordinary person, she would have suffered all kinds of pain, but she was Xingyue, and even though some of her spiritual power was taken away, she would still be in a lot of pain. She is still immortal. From the moment she started feeding butterflies, she knew exactly what purpose she was going to use this butterfly for. It would be the best weapon in the world to destroy ghosts, and her body was this butterfly. The best place to stay. When the two were combined, Xingyue seemed to have regained her previous strength. She stood up and strode towards the places where humans gathered. At this time, many years had passed, and there was no human being she knew. , but those humans were still entangled and toyed with by those evil spirits as before. Looking at the suffering humans, Xingyue walked to the top of the mountain, stretched out her right hand, and shouted loudly in a gesture of releasing spiritual power: "Butterfly Xingyue Knife, destroy all evil souls on the earth! Get rid of the spirits!" In an instant, a butterfly-like knife flew out from Xingyue's arm, spinning and cutting towards the ghosts lingering in the world. The ghosts touched by the Butterfly Xingyue Knife will turn into nothing in an instant and disappear completely. The frightened people hid in the dark and watched the knife spinning in the air. Because of Xingyue's order, the Butterfly Xingyue Knife did no harm. Those human beings, just like this, in about half a day, the ghosts of several tribes were completely exorcised. This is like a fun thing for the conscious knife, Butterfly Xingyue Knife. After having enough fun, it will automatically return to Xingyue's body.

There are no evil ghosts on the earth, and the smog has disappeared. The sun shines into the village, and the patients haunted by the evil ghosts are getting better. They don’t know why, but they think it is the gods who save them, so they kneel on the ground and look at the sky. Thanks. People's gratitude awakened the sleeping Nuwa. When she saw the stars and moon standing up for mankind, a smile appeared on her face. This was the last time she looked at the stars and moon, because she was addicted to people's admiration for her. Gradually, Nuwa forgot about Xingyue, a child who was good but not evil.

Xingyue walked alone on the earth. Wherever she went, the evil spirits were exorcised, until she came to a place of ice and snow. It was an extremely cold place, surrounded by ice, and she walked on the ice. You can even see people's reflections on it. For Xingyue, who has seen too many flowers blooming and fading, this is a beautiful and mysterious place, and she can't help but smile on her face. Her smile was like a splash of clear water, and her eyes were as bright as a lake, attracting another person in the ice and snow. That person didn't expect to see Xingyue, so he happily called out Xingyue's name.

"Xingyue."

Xingyue heard someone calling her name and turned around slowly. When she saw it was the man she had seen before, she was a little surprised: "It's you."

"I didn't expect to see you again." The man walked up to Xingyue. He thought Xingyue was dead. He didn't expect that there were people like him in the world who would not be hurt by that butterfly. There were too many people. It made him feel some pity and admiration for the stars and moon in front of him, but no matter how happy he was, his face looked as cold as ice, only his heart was burning.

When Xingyue saw the man, she remembered that she didn't ask the man's name last time, so she asked, "What's your name?"

"Name?" The man was stunned for a moment. No one had ever asked him what his name was. Xingyue was the first one. The man didn't know how to answer because he didn't have a name, but how could Xingyue remember him without a name? ? After thinking for a moment, the man looked at the glacier not far away and replied coldly: "Forget the River."

"Wangchuan?" Hearing the man's name, Xingyue smiled for the first time. This was the first time Wangchuan saw Xingyue smile. Looking at Xingyue's eyes, Wangchuan thought of the moon in the night sky, so... Bright and beautiful... They looked at each other. In the ice and snow, there were only the two of them. There were no evil spirits or humans...