Since then, Shen Susu has had a "little tail".

Wherever she went, Xiao Yuer followed her. People in the town advised her, "If he gets attached to you, you'll be in danger. Be careful not to be killed!"

Shen Susu smiled and said, "No, our little fish is fine."

Besides playing the flute by the river, her favorite thing to do every day was to braid Xiaoyuer's hair and dress her in all kinds of pretty skirts.

Shen Susu tied her skirt into a bow, patted his butt, and asked him to turn around and look.

"Sister Su... I'm a boy..." Xiao Yuer pinched the hem of her skirt, looking like she was about to cry. He was very handsome, and even these pink and tender skirts didn't look out of place on him.

"Puchi", Shen Susu couldn't help laughing and pinched his face: "Whose little girl are you? Why are you crying?"

Xiao Yuer continued to cry: "What if... I meet a gangster who wants to molest me?"

Shen Susu thought for a moment, then said seriously, "Then take off your pants, take out your stuff and scare them."

"Wow - Sister Su is a bad person!" Xiao Yuer threw himself into Shen Susu's arms and cried even louder.

"Okay, okay, stop crying. I was just teasing you. Today is the Flower Festival. I'm taking you out to enjoy the flowers!" Shen Susu wiped away his tears and tapped his nose to coax him, "Good brother, just wear this outfit. I'll make you some meat cakes when you come back."

"Yeah." Xiao Yuer sniffed and agreed.

He couldn't leave Shen Susu, and likewise, he couldn't refuse any request from Shen Susu.

As long as she is happy, he is willing to do anything for her.

February 12th of every month is an annual major event in Qinghe Town.

People will go to the suburbs together to visit and appreciate the flowers. Girls will also cut flower shapes out of colored paper in advance and stick them on flower branches, which is called "appreciating red." In addition, there are customs such as offering sacrifices to the flower god, eating hundred-flower cakes, and holding temple meetings.

Shen Susu took Xiao Yuer out of the house. The long street was full of women dressed beautifully, and the men who were used to being rough on weekdays also dressed up carefully.

While Shen Susu was buying him some candied haws, Xiao Yuer climbed up an apricot tree and tried to hide.

Silly child, where can someone hide under the apricot tree?

Shen Susu came back and caught a glimpse of the little kid on the tree. She smiled, but pretended not to know and walked past.

Xiao Yuer had bad intentions. Sister Su asked him to wear a skirt to tease him, so he wanted to tease Sister Su too, so he shook the branches hard, and the flowers were frightened and fell on Shen Susu.

Shen Susu raised her head and looked at him cooperatively, letting the flowers fall in her hair, and said softly, "I really like the apricot blossom rain that Xiaoyuer gave me."

She accepted his teasing as a gift.

Xiao Yuer was startled, then slowly climbed down from the tree and slipped into her arms.

It was the last spring day in Qinghe Town, and the flowers were in full bloom.

The scene suddenly changed to a dark and windy night.

The originally peaceful Qinghe Town was then filled with sounds of fighting and crying.

"Help! It hurts! Please don't kill me!"

"My skin! My skin! Save me!"

Shen Susu ran out of the house holding Xiao Yuer, with a look of horror on her face.

She swallowed, loosened the bag on her back, looked around tremblingly, and saw a group of people chasing her in the distance, so she turned around and ran to the river. Xiao Yuer hugged her neck obediently, not daring to breathe.

"She ran towards the river, chase her!"

Half an hour ago, a group of immortal cultivators broke into Qinghe Town.

Killing anyone on sight and peeling off their flesh alive, how cruel!

The Shu people fled everywhere, but they still couldn't escape death.

Shen Susu carried Xiao Yuer to the Qingshui River, stared at his face, and suddenly hugged him, sobbing softly: "Xiao Yuer, stay in the water, don't make a sound, no matter what you hear, don't come out, do you understand?"

She hugged him tightly and said goodbye silently.

"Sister Su..." Xiao Yu'er's eyes had long been blurred by tears, and he shook his head in pain: "Don't leave Sister Su..."

There were hurried footsteps behind me.

Shen Susu let go of Xiao Yuer and said, "Good brother, be obedient."

As she spoke, she pressed the white jade flute that she usually played into his hands and pushed him into the river.

"Where are you going?" the middle-aged man's voice.

"Skinning a person alive, not even animals can do such a thing! How could you have the heart to do this!" Shen Susu's painful screams could be heard from the shore, "Ah ...

"Human? Are you worthy enough to call yourselves human? We are so noble." The man's laughter was accompanied by Shen Susu's painful crying.

For a whole night, tens of thousands of people's blood flowed like a river, and the sky was filled with resentful black air, covering the entire Qinghe Town.

Two people slowly walked over in the darkness. Although Shen Susu had been skinned, she was not dead yet. She lay on the ground, gasping for breath.

She saw the man's face clearly.

"Yin Ruoxu, if we do this and the headmaster and other sect members find out..."

"Then don't let the news get out."

"You mean to say..."

"This amount of pulp is enough for us to advance directly to the Mahayana stage, but if we share it among so many people, I'm afraid we will get very little. It's better to kill them all and then burn down Qinghe Town. Naturally, no one will know about this matter."

The man hesitated: "But..."

"Don't worry. When I succeed in my cultivation and become the head of the sect, I will definitely benefit from you. Besides, the people who followed me are all in the Jindan stage. Can't I kill them at the Huashen stage?"

"Okay, I'll do as you say."

Fragments of moonlight were floating on the sparkling water, and a huge fire burned until dawn.

The raging fire spread throughout Qinghe Town and also burned Shen Susu's entire body.

Only when the sound could no longer be heard did the little fish come out of the water and crawl tremblingly towards Shen Susu on the shore.

She was still holding her breath, she was still waiting for him.

The charred bodies were scattered all over the ground.

A year ago, he was the only survivor in his family.

A year later, he was the only survivor of the massacre.

He picked up Shen Susu's body, and even though it was covered in blood, he was not afraid and put his face against her cheek.

"Sister Su, I can't leave you." His eyes had swelled up like walnuts, and he choked with tears. The tears rolled down his cheeks and dripped onto Shen Susu's face.

Shen Sususha said in a hoarse voice: "Xiao Yu'er... is it... raining?"

Xiao Yuer closed his eyes and uttered a dying sob from deep in his throat: "Hmm."

"It's so annoying... My face is all wet... My makeup is ruined... I'm not beautiful anymore..."

She wanted to touch his head and say "Don't cry" as she always did.

But those hands, withered, charred, and covered with scars, finally dropped down.

The rain from the apricot blossoms is wet on my clothes, while the wind from the poplars and willows is not cold on my face.

But it was not the apricot blossom rain that wet my clothes, nor was it the willow wind that chilled my face.