After rebirth, flirtatiously in the arms of the deadly enemy Demon Venerable

Chapter 156 A Mo's Past (Part [-])

"tick.tick"

Ning Xiang woke up to the sound of water dripping into the pool.

She opened her eyes and looked in front of her eyes, only to realize that she appeared in a very strange place.

Surrounded by dense bamboo forests, in front of him is a house that looks relatively short, but has an outer corridor.

In terms of style, it is similar to the buildings of Dongying Kingdom that she has seen in books, but there is a big difference.

It always feels like it's a lot simpler.

And the location she was in was a courtyard with thick rain and fog, and it was raining in autumn.

Just as he was thinking, he heard a female voice who could not understand the language yelling at his ears.

And the direction is still pointing at her direction.

The woman who appeared was wearing a kimono worn by Japanese people, wearing clogs on her little feet with white socks, her hair was neatly combed, and she was holding a small umbrella with cherry blossoms in her hand.

But her face could not be seen clearly, but was covered by a cloud of white mist.

Ning Xiang could feel that the woman was looking at her side, so she turned her head to look at the situation beside her.

After looking at it, she realized that what caught her eyes was a boy who looked only seven or eight years old.

Today's season should be in late autumn, but boys don't wear much, just simple shirts and shorts, with white socks and small leather shoes, and their hair is cut very short, which is different from the boys in her impression. great.

Like the woman, the boy's face was also shrouded in smoke, and his facial features could not be seen clearly.

When Ning Xiang was thinking about where this was, she saw the boy kneeling next to her speak up.

Although she didn't understand the language of what he said, the voice was somewhat familiar.

It was almost exactly the same as when she picked up little Amo in Ten Kills Realm.

She remembered that the gas emitted by the former dust beast could bring people back to the past, and she guessed where she had come almost instantly.

"But Amo's predecessor, how could it be in Dongying Kingdom?"

It is still such a strange looking Dongying country, almost like a different world.

She couldn't continue to think, and saw the young woman in her early thirties walking up to the boy with wooden clogs, and then gave him a slap.

She struck hard, and with just one swipe, the boy fell into the puddle of rainwater on the ground. His body, which was drenched by the rain, became even colder, and there was a smear of blood at the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, the young woman didn't seem to feel anything. Instead, she dropped the cherry blossom umbrella in her hand, knelt beside the boy, and muttered some words that Ning Xiang couldn't understand.

The boy climbed up from the rainwater ground with his hands on the ground, and seemed to have seen the young woman's actions, and suddenly said something that Ning Xiang could understand: "Mother, I know I was wrong, please don't get in the rain with me, Your body can't handle it."

After hearing little Amo's voice, the woman was silent for a while, and then said that the tone was not accurate, but it was still understandable to Ning Xiang: "I hope you really know that you are wrong. Again, you know what the consequences will be."

After the woman finished speaking, she picked up the small cherry blossom umbrella beside her and stood up, leaving the boy alone to continue kneeling on the wet stone floor in the courtyard, with his head hanging down, wondering what he was thinking.

Ning Xiang didn't understand why she could see A Mo's past, so she called him softly as if trying, and found that he couldn't hear her voice at all, so she could only give up temporarily.

Just when he was about to see if he could touch his body, he took out a very sharp dagger from his cuff and rolled up his sleeve to reveal a small section of his wrist.

It was also when the cuffs were pulled open that Ning Xiang discovered that there were many new and old scratches on little Amo's wrists.

One of them, it seems that it has not been scabbed for a long time, has become a little white because of the soaking in the rain.

But as if he didn't feel any pain at all, he picked up the dagger and scratched the blistered wound.

The dagger was sharp, and the moment it touched his delicate skin, blood flowed out along the edge of the dagger.

Some stained the blade of the dagger, some dripped from his wrist and fell into the rainwater pool on the ground, staining it reddish.

At first, Ning Xiang thought he was cutting his wrists.

After being shocked, she subconsciously wanted to stop him.

Later, it was discovered that the force he used with the dagger was not too deep, just at a speed that could cut his flesh.

It's like venting some of the boredom in my heart in this way.

"If I didn't exist, my mother wouldn't be in such pain." Little Amo murmured, then shook his head and continued to talk to himself, "But no, my mother has only me now, and I can't leave behind like my father. She, no way."

As little Amo's murmur gradually drifted away, Ning Xiang also felt that the surrounding scene was changing.

The environment she saw this time was no longer a unique building in Dongying Kingdom, but a building that was somewhat similar to that of the Dachang Dynasty, but also very different.

For example, there are still tall buildings rising from the ground, and things that are like iron boxes that drive at high altitudes on the road.

She followed little Amo, who had become 12 years old, into a building where there were many teenagers and girls his age.

Not only did the people inside carry a schoolbag with books on their backs, but some of the small rooms looked similar to the schools she had seen in Dachangchao.

So I preliminarily concluded that this should be a place similar to a school.

Little Amo entered a room with a small black leather schoolbag on his back, and when he walked silently towards his seat, several teenagers at the side exchanged winks and commented: "Someone who doesn't even want his own father The thick-skinned person who admits is coming to school again, if I were him, I would definitely stay at home honestly and never go out of the gate."

The companion next to him teased and interjected: "Hey, if this is the case, wouldn't you be the same as the ancient lady?"

"Tsk, what's the matter, look at his sissy appearance, my mother is still a little R, I feel disgusted to go to school with the descendants of traitors like him!"

"Wang Chong, Mu Yuxi, what are you two talking about? Did I warn you not to bully the new transfer student? Besides, his background is not what he wants to decide. To be honest, he There is still half of our Hua people's blood in her body, why do you only see her mother's background?!"

A young woman similar to the head of the class entered the classroom with a serious expression and spoke for little Amo.

Seeing this, the two gossiping teenagers could only roll their eyes at little Amo unwillingly, and said "bad luck" when they passed by him and took their seats.

Ning Xiang followed little Amo the whole time. Although she didn't hear him say anything, she still guessed some of his mood from his right hand holding the book tightly.

She saw the female class head come over and call Xiao Amo, asking him to go to the rooftop with her.

Little Amo didn't immediately agree, but his right hand holding the book was even stronger, and his whole body showed a kind of resistance, which seemed very strange.

　Xiao Mo Yinxing: Oops, the unbearable side was seen by Mrs. Xiang.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)