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The rain washes away the blue clouds, and autumn is coming.
With the gurgling sound of rain outside the window, Yue Jiao sat in front of the dressing table, staring at the familiar face in the mirror.
Her black hair is as fresh as new paint, and the parted swallowtail in a bun hangs diagonally on her left shoulder; her skin is as white as fat jade, and her cheeks are the color of melting danxia, ??like spring plums blooming in the snow; her eyebrows are like distant mountain daisy, The lips are lightly dyed with fat; the eyes are sparkling, full of magnanimous righteousness.
That was Yue Jiao, sixteen years old, dignified and bright, gentle and kind but could be bullied.
She lowered her eyes slowly and looked at her left hand resting on the dressing table.
After a moment, he moved his slender fingers tentatively.
alive.
On a rainy autumn afternoon, the light in the room was not very bright. But for Yue Jiao, the faint skylight pouring in from the window at this moment was already as bright as the sun, moon and stars.
No longer trapped in the endless darkness in a small coffin.
??Fifth month Jiao, the 73rd generation "goddess" of Hongyun Valley, a "goddess" who didn't believe in ghosts and gods in the world at all, was poisoned for no apparent reason when she was eighteen years old
She died and was reborn, returning to the year when she was sixteen.
****
There was a soft knock on the door, and Yue Jiao was startled. She looked back and stared at Hanjiang.
The visitor is a beautiful girl with a flat bun, her complexion is like honey, her smiling eyes are lively, and she is lively and cheerful like a bird in the forest.
"Girl, why don't you close the window?" The beautiful girl's eyebrows were slightly worried, she said, and walked to the window.
This voice made Yue Jiao feel warm in her heart and almost want to cry.
In that long and despairing darkness, this voice often babbled in front of the grave. It was the only warm connection between the dead Yue Jiao and the human world.
Yue Jiao closed her eyes, put away the tears that suddenly surged in her eyes, smiled and said softly, "Mu Butterfly No, I will call you Amu from now on."
"What's wrong with the girl?" Xu could tell that her voice was different from the past, so Wood Butterfly didn't even bother to close the window, and walked towards Yue Jiao, asking worriedly.
Yue Jiao slowly opened her eyes, blinked away the thin tears in her eyes, and smiled slightly: "Amu, I didn't believe in ghosts and gods before"
Yue Jiao¡¯s mother was the ¡°goddess¡± of the previous generation. After her mother ¡°ascended¡±, she became the new ¡°goddess¡± surrounded by the valley owners and believers in the valley.
In the Hongyun Valley, the status of the "Hongyun Goddess" is second only to the owner of the valley. She holds a pair of jade to connect the heaven and the earth, receives orders from the gods, and reaches the believers.
"Yue Jiao doesn't believe in ghosts and gods." As Yue Jiao's only close maid, Wood Butterfly has always known. Although she felt that Yue Jiao was wrong, she never questioned him harshly, nor did she reveal anything to others. She only tried her best to cover up for Yue Jiao when she could.
Hearing what she said again today, Wood Butterfly didn't care whether she was overstepping the mark or not. He quickly raised his hand to cover her mouth and looked out the window with alert eyes.
She lowered her voice and said urgently in Yue Jiao's ear: "You can just talk to your slaves about this, but you must never say it in front of others!"
If people know that "the goddess herself does not believe in ghosts and gods", the believers in the valley can tie her up and throw her into the fire to sacrifice to the gods without the owner of the valley giving an order.
Yue Jiao rolled her eyes with a smile, gently pulled down the warm catkins covering her lips, nodded and stood up.
Under the surprised gaze of Mu Butterfly, Yue Jiao turned around and took out a small and exquisite Qibao silver box from the dressing table.
That is the gold powder and cinnabar used by Goddess Hongyun to bless believers.
Although she was surprised and confused, Wood Butterfly still slowly landed on one knee at Yue Jiao's signal, looking up at her respectfully, her whole body trembling with excitement.
Yue Jiao's slender index finger was dipped in gold powder and cinnabar, and he gently and meticulously drew half a blooming "flaming magnolia" between Wood Butterfly's eyebrows.
Yue Jiao didn't believe in ghosts and gods before, and she didn't want to pretend to be gods or ghosts to deceive others. Therefore, since she took over the position of "goddess", she has never opened an altar to offer sacrifices to gods, let alone bless believers.
But she knew that Wood Butterfly believed it firmly.
In this case, regardless of whether there are ghosts and gods in the world, she is willing to do this trivial repayment for Wood Butterfly with a pious heart.
¡°After all, when no one cared about her past life after her death, it was this girl who was always chatting warmly in front of the grave, which allowed her to maintain a weak connection with this world in the darkness.
Wood Butterfly once treated her with long-lasting sincerity and tenderness.
"Amu," Yue Jiao's fingertips touched her forehead lightly, staring at her with lowered eyes, her treasures were solemn, "Red Cloud Goddess Yue Jiao received the order from heaven, wishing you a long life, long blessings, and good health for your children and grandchildren."
Wood butterfly eye socketHe is such an upright and upright little expert at committing suicide.
After thinking through this, she told herself in her heart that she would never repeat the same mistakes and push herself to the same dead end.
The first thing to survive right now is to establish the power of the "Red Cloud Goddess" so that people in the dark will fear or fear her.
"Amu," Yue Jiao put her hands behind her hands and turned to face Mu Butterfly, with a mature and solemn look on her face, "I don't look like a goddess, do I?"
Mu Butterfly frowned, "The girl is a 'goddess' herself, there is no such thing as 'resemblance'."
"No, no, no, I didn't make it clear," Yue Jiao raised her hand and tapped her chin, thinking thoughtfully, "I mean, I have to be a competent 'goddess'. My clothes, makeup, words and deeds must be With that kind of look, others will think that I am a ruthless character who is unpredictable and not easy to bully."
In the past, Yue Jiao was simply indifferent to the status of "goddess" to the point of being upright. This was the first time that she showed such a positive and progressive attitude, which made Wood Butterfly gratified and delighted.
Seeing Wood Butterfly nodding fiercely in agreement, Yue Jiao added, "My mother once told me that the best 'Red Cloud Goddess' should be 'supernatural and almost demonic' in terms of attitude and behavior; no matter how bad it is, she should be ' Half fairy and half demon'. I don't seem to be touched by either end?"
Her mother¡¯s fifth thought was famous for being ¡°half fairy and half demon¡±.
Wood Butterfly honestly expressed what she has been feeling for many years: "The girl is more like a young and mature girl next door. She is strict and well-behaved; she shows everything on her face, and others will know what you want to do at a glance."
Hongyun Valley is a place of "fire", and many people in the valley live splendidly, enthusiastically and indulgently, repaying benefactors and killing enemies. In their view, the strong are respected and the weak are humbled. This is a matter of course. If someone's methods are more sinister and cunning, as long as they win in the end, there's nothing to criticize.
¡° Ke Yuejiao is an outlier in Hongyun Valley. She has inherited her grandfather's teachings since she was a child. She is upright and open-minded, always fair and upright in everything she does, her words and deeds are dignified and sincere, and she treats people with kindness and integrity. In short, she follows the common demeanor of self-restraint and uprightness.
Therefore, not to mention the evil spirit, not even the slightest bit of fairy energy can be found.
****
Yue Jiao took the wooden butterfly back to the room and walked slowly to the bronze mirror.
The person in the mirror wears the swallow-tail bun that little girls like, and wears a plain moon-white brocade jacket and skirt; her eyes are clear, her body is upright, and she has a traditional girlish air.
Turning around to look at the wooden butterfly next to her Yue Jiao lowered her upright head in shame.
Today, Wood Butterfly wears a lapel-collared double-breasted middle coat, revealing her slender and graceful neck; a large-collared, double-breasted, long-sleeved blouse with large sleeves and cuffs inlaid with cross-stitched flower blocks; a silver chain hanging embroidered flower apron, and a cross-breasted wristband on the wrist; and a little below the knee. A short pleated skirt, embroidered lace legs, jacket, brocade stockings, and soft leather short boots.
The most eye-catching part of such a gorgeous and passionate outfit is the honey-smooth calf exposed between the hem of the skirt and the upper edge of the stockings.
It exudes a wild and unrestrained and fiery style.
This is a common dress for girls in Hongyun Valley, and it is also one of the reasons why Hongyun Valley is classified as a "devil sect" by the martial arts in the Central Plains.
Yue Jiao scanned Wood Butterfly's body from top to bottom, and whispered: "Amu, are you really not cold?"
Wood Butterfly was stunned for a moment by her question, and then burst into laughter: "It's rare for a girl to be so tactful. In the past, she would always say, 'The clothes don't cover the body, it's unbearable to look at.'"
Yue Jiao laughed awkwardly and apologized repeatedly.
After biting her lip and thinking for a moment, she awkwardly pulled open her collar a little, revealing her delicate collarbone, "If I lower my collar, will it look a little bit demonic?"
Wood Butterfly could only sneer at this: "Girl, this is not a question of whether to lower the collar, but that no witch in this world would wear a quilted jacket and skirt."
That slightly bloated and clumsy girlish figure is more than charming and naive, but not charming at all.
****
A few days later.
Yue Jiao looked carefully at herself in the mirror with gorgeous makeup and light clothes, and uncomfortably tugged on the haze-colored light cloud gauze double-breasted thin shirt with large sleeves.
"Girl, stop it!" Wood Butterfly held down her hand and shouted, "This thing needs to be worn open, not tucked up!"
Yue Jiao looked embarrassed and frowned: "The shirt is so see-through, it's even exposed to the shoulders Besides, it's still cold."
"As the saying goes, if you don't want to bare your shoulders, you won't become a monster!" Wood Butterfly advised earnestly.
Yue Jiao gritted her teeth: "Okay." On the road to becoming a demon, concessions and sacrifices are inevitable, so fight!
The two of them spent a long time in front of the mirror.
"I always feel that something is wrong," Yue Jiao looked at the bronze mirror again, frowning with some dissatisfaction, "There is not enough evil spirit." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)"I always feel that something is wrong," Yue Jiao looked at the bronze mirror again, frowning with some dissatisfaction, "There is not enough evil spirit." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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