"How can you not eat?"

Fu She looked reproachful. He was a busybody and stubborn. How could a child not eat at such a young age? In his opinion, children should eat breakfast every day.

Didn't your parents make you breakfast?

"Qiqi can't find her parents."

The little girl shook her head. "But once Qiqi has money, she can find her mom and dad. Then she can eat breakfast every day."

As she spoke, her purple-brown eyes seemed to sparkle.

Wow!

Fu She scratched his head in annoyance.

He patted himself, stood up, and ruffled the little girl's purple hair with his rough hands. "Children who don't eat won't grow tall."

Fu She thought for a moment, then smiled.

"From now on, when you're gathering herbs every morning, stop by this hill on your way, and I'll cook for you. I'll fry two eggs for you every day so you can grow taller."

This is one of the agreements.

"Big brother...?" Qiqi tilted her head.

"Yes, I'm the eldest brother in my family, the oldest of the five."

As he talked about his family and reminisced about the past, a smile always played on his lips.

"By the way, I'm the eldest brother in our sect, so cooking for them is my responsibility. My cooking skills are really good, and everyone eats very cleanly. Of course, my martial arts skills are also very good, so everyone eats even more cleanly, and no one is picky about food."

"Family..."

As Qiqi listened to Fushe talk about his family, her purple eyes widened slightly, revealing a hint of envy.

"From now on, I'm your older brother too." He gently patted Qiqi's little head.

It turns out.

Brother Fushe's cooking skills are really good.

Fresh and delicious seasonal vegetables are carefully cooked, and tender eggs are cracked on the edge of the pan, sizzling as they mix with the hot oil... The main meal in the morning is mostly coarse grain porridge. He said that eating coarse grains is good for digestion, so we should eat more of them. Sometimes he also makes noodles, with buckwheat noodles sprinkled in clear soup, and the fragrance of rice and wheat permeates the air.

"When you're growing, you should eat breakfast properly so you can grow up quickly." This is what he says most often.

Little Qiqi has another wish now: to grow up quickly.

Grow up quickly, grow up quickly...

Time slowly passes, and the years go by.

"What is this? Qiqi has never drunk it before."

'Coconut milk.'

'Coconut milk, milk...is it the milk produced by coconut goats?'

Qiqi still remembers the look on Brother Fushe's face when he heard her words. He laughed out loud, his rough, thick hands patting his head, the touch like warm, rough sand under the sun.

"Yes, yes, it's milk from coconut sheep! Qiqi will definitely find coconut sheep!"

He said earnestly.

"Mmm!" Qiqi raised her little head. "Qiqi will definitely find the coconut sheep... When that happens, Qiqi will drink more coconut milk with her big brother."

"Why are you drinking with Brother Fushe?"

"Because...because Qiqi has no money and no good food for her parents, so her parents don't want her anymore."

Qiqi said earnestly, "Qiqi will definitely catch the Coconut Sheep!"

She clutched the hem of Fushe's clothes, her eyes misty.

"Brother Fushe, don't abandon Qiqi."

Fu She paused for a moment, then said:

"No, I won't. I won't abandon Qiqi."

This is the second agreement.

But Fushe ultimately failed to keep his promise.

Because the war between immortals and demons has broken out.

It happened very suddenly and abruptly.

Corpses littered the ground, demons ravaged the land, and the people suffered terribly. The situation was critical, a matter of life and death. This was the greatest calamity Liyue had ever faced since the war between the demons.

He didn't even have time to say goodbye properly.

I'm just saying that I'll be away for a while, so you need to take good care of yourself. Stay home most of the time and don't go up the mountain.

For every extra hour wasted, thousands more people would perish.

As marshal, Fushe is going to war again.

He is the protector of Liyue; this is his responsibility.

This period can only be described as chaotic and turbulent. The leaden sky was forever silent and dark, the cracked earth resembled countless wounds, the corpses and remains of immortals and demons polluted the land, plagues began to rage, and Liyue was instantly transformed.

Years have passed since then.

But Qiqi still gathers herbs every day.

Before leaving, Fushe gave Qiqi a large sum of money, enough for her to live on, so she could have stopped gathering herbs.

Many people are injured... The pharmacy is short of medicinal herbs... Qiqi is not particularly skilled; she is just an ordinary little girl. But she wants to help everyone, so she clumsily goes to the mountain to collect herbs.

Besides gathering herbs every day, she would also go to one more place, stepping through the damp morning dew, to take a look at the mountain peak, just for a glance.

Finding nothing there, she lowered her head again and carried her small basket down the mountain step by step.

The little girl used to want money because she thought that if she had money, her parents would come back. But now that she has money, she doesn't want it anymore. She wants to find the coconut sheep because if she has coconut milk, maybe her older brother will come back.

But Qiqi felt that she was stupid and useless.

Since she couldn't find a coconut sheep herself, Brother Fushe didn't want her anymore either.

That's why Brother Fushe never came back.

She was afraid of forgetting things, so she always wrote things down in a small notebook:

On the first day of the new year, I picked two ounces of lily bulbs, but couldn't find any coconuts.

Qiqi didn't know how to write the characters for "琉璃" (liuli), so she wrote the pinyin.

"On the second day of the New Year, we harvested a pound of Qingxin (a type of medicinal herb), and many people were injured... Qingxin can cure illnesses, but we couldn't find any coconut sheep."

'The third day of the new year...'

'The fourth day of the new year...'

...

On the last day of the New Year, it's almost Chinese New Year, and Qiqi still hasn't found Coconut Sheep.

-

The world is blurred.

Qiqi wearily opened her eyes.

Her small medicine basket fell to her feet, and the herbs were scattered all over the ground... Some of the herbs were crushed, their roots, stems and leaves broken into a pile.

These herbs are for healing wounds. Uncle Chen at the village entrance is seriously injured and needs these herbs.

She tried to move slightly to pick up the herbs, but found that she couldn't lift her hand at all.

blood.

pain.

It hurts.

The cave collapsed, and rocks crashed down on the little girl. She couldn't move; a piece of rubble pierced her chest, and blood flowed from the cracks in the rocks, making it increasingly difficult for her to breathe.

The mountain was destroyed, annihilated in an instant.

Outside the cave, immortals and demons fought fiercely, causing chaos in the heavens and earth and the reversal of the sun and moon. The aftershocks of the war between immortals and gods destroyed this small mountain.

Qiqi... Qiqi... I don't want to die.

Don't want to die.

Qiqi, we still haven't found the coconut sheep.

No.

Her eyes were somewhat unfocused, each breath felt like a needle prick, and her heartbeat grew weaker and weaker.

Qiqi hasn't grown up quickly enough yet.

Qiqi, who isn't picky about food, really wants to... have Brother Fushe's breakfast again.

Ice-blue eyes, emitting a faint glow.

The roars and wails of the demon gods were earth-shattering, reaching their climax at this moment. Suddenly, thunder rose from nowhere, clouds vanished for thousands of miles, swords pierced bones and thunder struck the heart, and cries of weeping ghosts and gods filled the air. Countless filthy and evil beasts died, and all disasters and evil spirits disappeared.

The war between immortals and demons has ended.

Rough, large hands, warm, large hands, like sand gently caressing my cheek.

"Qiqi... wants to go home," she said.

A warm, life-giving energy flowed into Qiqi's body through that large hand.

He gently embraced her.

Fushe was covered in blood and wounds.

Although he is the guardian Yaksha of Liyue, he is not a true Yaksha. Yakshas are born as divine beasts, while he is just a human.

Therefore, his body is more fragile.

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