She Is Not a Witch

bamboo forest

A young girl in a white dress was lying among the dead leaves of gardenia, her black hair scattered all over the floor, her slender and beautiful figure undulating slightly with her breathing.

As a gust of wind blew, a few leaves fell from the air, spinning around in the air, and slowly falling on the girl's cheeks. The dry leaves are crisp and thin, and they slide gently on the face, causing a little itching.

The girl's eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a long time, she slowly opened her eyes and looked at the sky above, which was mostly covered by bamboo.

The faint mist in the mountains was dyed with a cloud of purple in the twilight, a few flowing clouds in the sky moved, and sometimes there was a distant sound of birds singing in my ears.

She slowly sat up, and some dead leaves slipped off her body, making slight ripples in the quiet bamboo forest.

This is where?

The girl felt a little lost for a while, and couldn't remember why she was here.

Wait, who am I?

Another question quickly arose in my heart, and suddenly many pictures flashed in my mind, some were quiet, some were noisy, some were shocking, and so on. But these pictures are very fragmented. Although there is a familiar feeling, it is still difficult to sort out any effective information.

Shaking her somewhat dizzy head, she slowly got up, stretched her hand behind her, took photos of the scattered dead leaves and debris, and walked a few steps in the woods before she became more awake.

Only then did she feel a little hungry in her stomach.

Looking up, she didn't seem to have anything to eat around, so she began to walk in the woods.

The gravel, tree roots, pits, and the rugged mountainous terrain would not become obstacles when walking. Instead, she was familiar with the road, as if it were her instinct.

As she walked, it didn't take long before she heard the faint sound of running water coming from a distance.

Following the sound of water, she speeded up slightly and approached it. Soon a mountain creek appeared in her eyes.

Between the moss and rocks, the clear stream flows in it, making a gurgling sound. When she approached, a burst of cold water vapor was also felt by her skin.

Slowly squatting down by the stream, she looked down at herself in the stream, about 17 years old? The girl calculated this way.

The face reflected by the ripples on the water surface is not clear, there are ripples in the flowing water, and as the sun gradually approaches to set, it is also a little dim.

It seemed that she had to find a place to sleep first, the girl thought so, she put her white fingers into the water, and the slightly cold touch came back to her fingertips.

She simply washed her face with clean water, and then took care of her hair and clothes before observing herself.

She looked beautiful, but the stream was not clear, and she didn't know what it looked like, but the facial features were very correct and soft.

This should be what she looked like, she was not sure about it, and it seemed that something was wrong.

At this moment, although there are some fragmentary pictures in her mind, they are not systematic and make her a little uncertain, but now she feels a little clearer than before.

As night fell, the mountains and forests gradually became colder. The young girl stood up, letting the evening breeze gently blow her body, bringing up some skirts, and swaying slightly in the wind.

When night comes, some stones in the stream emit a faint gleam, like jade. This surprised the girl a little. In her common sense that she didn't know where it came from, stones generally don't shine.

He stretched his hand into the cold stream again, touched a stone with rounded corners in the water, and gently pried it to take it out of the water.

The stone is about the size of a girl's fist, just right in the palm of her hand, and it is still stained with water and dew.

She placed this stone in front of her eyes and looked at it carefully. Its texture was translucent, and it gave off a pale white to greenish gleam in the night. Comprehend carefully, there seems to be some kind of energy flowing in it.

Hey, what kind of energy is it called? The girl felt that she should know, but it was a pity that she couldn't remember her name for a while.

When she was a little bit distressed, a virtual semi-transparent frame appeared in her field of vision.

[Cold Smoke Jade] (Silver grade, good texture): Extraordinary material, which can be used to make utensils and jewelry. It can be used to be a little clear and intelligent when wearing it.

The girl blinked and looked at the virtual screen strangely. She wanted to touch it with her hands, but she couldn't touch it, and she had to give up. And as she turned her attention elsewhere, the screen disappeared like smoke.

This seems to be good, it is helping me. The girl felt a little good for this screen in her heart.

At this time, the sky was also completely dark, and the pieces of jade in the stream were scattered, and the jade stones of different sizes emitted dim light in the stream, illuminating the stream.

Like a belt of light, it stretches across the mountains and forests, stretches into the distance, and disappears among the layers of forest leaves.

The gleam at the bottom of the stream brightened the girl's face and clothes, and the canopies on both sides of the stream were also dyed with a faint moon white in this brilliance.

Holding a piece of cold smoke jade, the girl walked in the mountains and forests, looking for some dead wood, before returning to the stream, found a thicker tree, and piled up the dead wood. Then the girl held the jade one by one, tilted her head, as if thinking about how to ignite the pile of firewood, her fingers fluttered in the air uneasy, and then only a trace of flame rose in the pile.

Is it so easy? The girl thought to herself, although she couldn't remember a lot, it seemed that this was not something ordinary people could do, and she just had to think about it.

The flame finally rose, and a warm red light reflected the girl's body. Although the jade at the bottom of those streams can also be illuminated, it is not warm enough after all.

The girl sat by the fire, took out a few pine nuts that she had picked up in the forest, put them on the stone next to the fire, and baked them slightly, then took out one of them and slowly peeled them up.

Although the pine nuts are not big ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, the oil in them is very delicious and does not feel greasy. The small pine nuts wrap around on the tip of the tongue, and the light fragrance is also in the mouth.

After settling down for a while, the girl began to think about her life experience and past.

Strangely, I always seem to be unable to remember the past, but I still retain some of the common sense that I should have. She shook her head slightly, and her silky hair ran lightly across her shoulders.

After eating the pine nuts, although I could not say that I was full, at least I was not very hungry. At this time, the girl hugged her knees and sat by the fire.

The crimson fire was reflected in the pupils, swaying slightly in the wind, and occasionally there were a few reassuring crackling noises, so that the surroundings did not look so monotonous. With the burning of the fire, the breeze at night seemed to no longer be cold. Instead, it gave people a slight comfort, just like the softest lullaby, allowing the girl to slowly fall asleep in this woods.

Quiet night, moonless night sky, dots of starlight dotted the sky, occasionally a small meteor struck the sky and fell into an unknown mountain forest.

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