The scene changed.
The words disappeared.
In its place was a little girl with pigtails.
The little girl looked to be three or four years old and seemed to come from a very poor family.
Her small clothes were full of patches and tattered.
The shoes on her feet were even torn, revealing her red little toes.
His face was also dirty, and his original appearance could not be seen.
Only her big eyes were shining like black gems.
Such a poor little girl, but there was no sorrow or resentment on her face.
Instead, she was happily circling around a young man who was not much older than her.
She kept calling him brother.
The young man smiled at the little girl from time to time and patted her head.
Then, he focused on carving a ghost mask.
After an unknown period of time, the youth finally carved out the ghost mask.
The mask seemed to be crying and laughing, just like their lives.
They had no parents and could only rely on each other.
They warmed each other in the cold.
Stay strong and happy in pain.
The mask became the only toy in their penniless family.
The older brother always brought it along to make his younger sister laugh.
In order to let his sister have a toy that she always carried with her, the young man found a bronze piece and worked hard to make it into a rough bronze ring, giving it to his sister.
From then on, his sister had to carry it with her every day.
The brother and sister lived a poor but happy life. They could always see smiles on each other's faces.
Until one day.
A group of luxuriously dressed people appeared.
They looked down on the two of them from a high and mighty position, as if they were looking down on two ants.
After that.
The leader of the cultivators suddenly laughed.
He ordered people to capture the little girl's brother and spread the news that the little girl's brother was extremely talented in cultivation and had to be brought back to the Divine Dynasty to be nurtured.
The little girl naturally wanted to go with her brother.
Under the insistence of the siblings, someone checked the little girl's aptitude and came to the conclusion that the little girl could not even cultivate. She was a waste body that was worse than a mortal body.
Without hesitation, the group separated the two of them.
He pulled the youth to a five-colored altar.
The little girl stumbled as she caught up.
In the end.
However, he was repelled by a force and could only watch helplessly as his brother was pulled up to the altar by a group of people.
She watched as her brother held the ghost mask and kept waving it at her.
After that.
With a flash of light, her brother and the group of people disappeared.
It was empty.
Only his clothes were tattered.
The little girl who had lost her shoes sat on the ground and cried.
Her small hands were covered in blood because she had fallen down countless times along the way.
She wiped her tears with her small hands again.
His entire face was blurred by blood and tears.
However, she did not seem to feel anything. She just cried, cried, and cried.
She would never be able to find her brother again.
……
"F * ck, I'm about to cry.”- In the world of Journey to the West, Zhu Bajie.
"That's right, too pitiful. Those guys from the Divine Dynasty are simply bastards. If I were in that world, I would definitely turn them all into ashes!”- The demon child was the world's strongest.
"Damn it, if this old man was in that world, I would definitely teach that God Dynasty a lesson!”- The sect master of the Greencloud World's Greencloud Sect.
"Sob, sob, sob. The little girl is too pitiful. I really want to hold her in my arms and give her warmth.”- Journey to the West, the world of Chang'e.
In the myriad worlds.
Countless people burst into tears when they saw this.
Even the experts of the myriad worlds fell silent.
……
The scene continued.
In the blink of an eye, several autumns had passed.
The little girl did not give up.
Even if hardship made her even thinner, even if she looked like she was on the verge of collapse, even if the cold wind pierced into her bones.
She was still guarding the altar, making it her home, waiting for the faint hope and the return of that person.
Finally.
One day.
The altar lit up again.
The little girl rushed forward recklessly and asked about her brother's whereabouts.
However…
In the end, all she saw was a pile of bones.
Her brother's bones.
However, even if it was a skeleton, she only saw it once.
The next moment, she was forcefully pulled away.
She could only wail in despair.
This time, her brother had really left her forever.
From then on, the little girl who always guarded the altar disappeared.
The last thing people saw was a small figure walking further and further away in the wind and snow. Gradually, it completely disappeared from the vast Great Desolate.
……
This scene…
Once again, it made everyone in the myriad worlds cry.
"Sob, sob, so pitiful. She's still so young. How did she encounter such a terrifying thing?”- Chang'e in the Journey to the West.
"I can't imagine how I would survive if I were her.”- Lin Yueru of the Immortal Sword World.
"Oh my god, I can't take it anymore. Please don't tell me that she's dead.”- In the world of Journey to the West, White Bone Demon.
" Hehe, if it wasn't for the fact that you women are women, this is the life of a Legendary champion. Although it's a tragic life, I believe that she will return like a comet, stepping on colorful auspicious clouds and crushing all her enemies with a wave of her hand. I look forward to that moment, I look forward to that scene.”- The Golden-Winged Roc in the Journey to the West.
P.S. Something happened yesterday and I delayed the update. I'll start restoring it today and try to add more tomorrow. I'm begging for all the data. No eunuchs, no eunuchs, no eunuchs. I'll repeat the important things three times!
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