Sha Po Lang

Xiu Ma smiled and shrunk her hand.

Her lips were covered with rouge bought by Shen XVI, and her pale face was just as bright as a blood-sucking flower.

“I know you've been wondering, today we just have a chance, let's get this straight - you're not really my own person," Xiu Ma said, "is that better for you? ”

The angle of Long G's eyes gently moved, after all, he was young and had not yet had a castle full of joy.

In this world, no good friend, no kissing teacher, no one can replace a mother, not even a father —— it's not that he doesn't want a mother, it's just that sometimes, if he doesn't admit his life knowing he can't expect it, it's too painful and he feels sorry for himself.

Numerous times in his heart, he thought that it was absolutely impossible for Hideyoshi to be his own. Now that he has this unexpected answer, he is temporarily lost in his heart and cannot say what it feels like.

The bad feeling in her heart grew stronger and she asked warily, "Why are you telling me this all of a sudden? ”

Xiu Ma looked in the mirror and elaborated her face. Probably too much powder. Her face was a little pale, so she carefully dug up a little rouge and carefully applied it to her cheeks.

“‘Long Heg’ is a small name I gave you," Xiu Ma said, "They said that ‘there is enlightenment in the east and a long Heg in the west'. They only came out at dusk, and the Lord slaughtered them. It is ominous. You have the most noble and filthy blood in the world, and you are born a terrible monster, and it no longer matches that name. ”

Changg replied coldly: "I wasn't captured by bandits when you were in the mountains and west?" Ten fingers don't count. How many dads do I have -- □ □ □ and the son of a bandit, noble where? ”

The whole woman was stiff, without turning back, rouge could not cover her face with paleness. Her eyes, which seemed to speak, suddenly flashed a little bit of pain, but soon calmed down and turned into a mad calm.

Long G's initial memory was in a mountain bandit's nest. Xiu Ma always locked him in a cabinet with a smell of mold. Through the cracks of rotten wood, young Long G could always see the bandits who had broken in drunk.

Those brute guys either hit her or banged her in front of her in the face.

At first, the bandits took great care of the young lady, and slowly, seeing her weak and deceptive, ignorant of resistance, they relaxed, and then even let her out to serve them like a servant in a village. Xiu Ma filled the wells and hundreds of pots of wine with poison. God knows where she got all that poison.

She poured a bowl of poisonous well water into Long G's mouth, but when he really drank it, she seemed to regret it and dug his throat to make him throw up.

Xiu Ma put a half dead long heg in a small bamboo basket and carried a steel knife in her hand. If she saw any breath breaking, she put a sword in front of her.

Changg remembered that day, wearing a bloodstained red dress, she threw fire oil and the purple gold hidden by the bandits all over the mountain, torched the whole mountain and left with herself.

In his brief life of more than 10 years, Xiu Ma tried to kill him countless times, gave him poisonous alcohol, stabbed him with a knife, tied him to a horse and towed him, even dreamed back many times at midnight. She suddenly lost control of her emotions and tried to smother him with a quilt...

But every time, he was left with a small life on the cliff.

It also left him with a glimmer of unrealistic illusions.

Long Gg said as unexpectedly as possible: "I've thought too much of you, I've never considered you my own mother, but I always felt that you hated me because I was the filth left to you by the bandits. ”

Xiu Ma sat against the mirror, her face grew whiter and longer, and suddenly she sighed: "Son, I'm sorry for you. ”

At the moment of this exit, the thousands of warnings and resentments in his heart almost collapsed, so he knew that the original grievances from childhood to age could be easily dissolved.

The 14-year-old, however, withstood the tears with all his strength, and then tirelessly asked, "What are you going to tell me now? Conscience finds out if you want to take the poison out of me, or just kill me? ”

Xiu Ma looked at him with a strange look, as if the teenager was some kind of expensive object: “You know...”

Chang Gg: “Of course I know that since the day I set foot in the town, I haven't had nightmares all night, and I woke up from nightmares even if I took a nap during the day. ”

Except the night before yesterday, when the thoughts of the long-grown were scattered for a moment, then regretted and angry for sixteen.

Long Gg: “I think I've grown so big, I haven't built a tree, but I haven't done a few things wrong. How can there be so many triplets knocking on my door? Is there still a nightmare sickness in the world? ”

A strange smile appeared in the corner of Xiu's bright red mouth. Her eyes slowly fell on the iron wrist buckle that appeared on her wrist. She had a sharp light in her eyes, like a pair of poisonous arrows hidden from her head: “What else do you know? ”

She subconsciously shrunk the iron wrist buckle back into her sleeve, only to feel that it was tainted by her glance.

“I also know that the wolves who hunted me two years ago didn't come alone, they were summoned —— you're warning me, I can't run, you have a way to kill me, right?” Only the Barbarians know how to manipulate the animals, you've been in contact with the Barbarians since you got back to town - I guess you're also a Barbarian woman, and when I was a kid, you locked me in a locker and saw a man come in and rip your clothes open, and you had a wolf's head on your chest. ”

Xiu Xiu lowered her smile: “Barbarians, you call us Barbarians...”

The louder she laughed, the harder she was to catch her breath.

Suddenly, Xiu Ma's sharp laughter stopped. She covered her chest, coughed violently, raised her hand instinctively, seemed to want to help her, and then reacted herself. She shrunk her hand back like a convulsion and pinched her finger joint.

A tiny trace of blood came out of the seams of the lady's fingers and landed on a goose yellow skirt hem in striking purple and black.

Chang Gu was surprised and took the next step: “You...”

Soo Ma grabbed his arm and pulled herself up, shaking like a dead leaf in a cold breeze. She gasped for a few breaths, touched half a piece from the bottom of the makeup box and stuffed it into her long heg with blood all over her hands.

Her face was white, her lips stained with blood were more pungent than rouge, and a pair of congested eyes stared dead at Long G: “My name is not Xiu Ma, that is the name of your Chinese woman, my name is Hooger, meaning purple gold in the heart of the earth...”

She was choked by her own words, and after another heartbreaking cough, she sprayed a breath of blood, staining her long, red forehead.

“No... Xiangxiang purple gold.” The woman carried a strange crying cavity. Her breathing was faster than a rush. Her chest was like a broken windbox. “My sister is a goddess of eternity, and the werewolf must also kneel to worship, you...”

“You are a little monster that I raised with my own hands." She smiled in anger. "No one loves you, no one really treats you...”

She struggled to pinch her long wrist, her sharp nails stabbed him in the flesh, an iron wrist buckle that snapped the teenager's hand: “This is the Brazilian Iron Light Armor Cloud Buckle —— it's made by the niggers at Brazilian Iron Camp, who gave it to you? Hmm?”

As if she had been burned, she was pushed away.

The woman fell on the dresser and twitched in a curly fashion, her glamorous phoenix eyes widened, revealing a pale white.

“You have my ‘urchin' on you, I gave it a Chinese name, also called 'long heg’, okay... listen?” Her cheeks twitched violently, her mouth foaming and her blood stains blew out, and her voice blurred, without preventing her from hearing clearly. "Raise... the world's unmatched urchin bones, no one can perceive it, no one can solve it... one day you will grow up to be the most powerful samurai in the world, and you will begin to lose sight of the nightmares and the truth... you will become a powerful madman -”

Standing in place, he felt those words that made him feel like he didn't understand, floating through his ears, and easily frozen his bones full of ice scum.

“The blood of the goddess is also in my chest, bless you with the infinite power of my eternal life... all you have to do in your heart is hate, doubt, must brutally kill, there is no bloody storm, destined to drag all of them together... no... good...”

The word ”death" slipped out of her throat. The woman's body twitched violently. Then suddenly, if she felt anything, she turned her head slowly. She looked at the small parcel of incense that had fallen on the bed curtain. There was an amulet in the bag. It was Xu Baiduo who came home on duty once and asked for it in a temple outside the city.

The woman's eyelashes twitched slightly, suddenly like tears filled, tears flushing her negative eyes with immense tenderness, unfortunately this tenderness only stayed for a moment.

Her tight pupils finally blew out the lights, her dead breath dissipated, and the lady in her dress suddenly stopped in the most vicious curse in the world, then wrapped in the final heat and fell down heavily.

No one loves you, no one really treats you. At the end of your life, all you will have to do is hate, doubt, you will have to brutally kill, there will be no bloody storm, you are doomed to pull all of them together to die.

Twilight and summer, on a deadly fire night, he gazed at the body of the dresser and grabbed the iron wrist buckle stained with blood.

Why did she kill herself?

Why does she hate him so much? Why did you raise him so big?

... What happened to the iron wrist buckle in Xuan Tie Camp?

Who the hell is Shen XVI?

The curse of the sister-in-law seemed to have been exerted, and the initial trust and closeness of a child to the world stemmed from the unreserved raising of his parents, who had never been given a long head.

No matter how generous and benevolent his nature is, his heart is forced to be always under suspicion and guard, he will be like a lost wild dog with his tail clamped, even if he is dying of a little human warmth, he should be afraid to reject it once and for all.

A strong thought suddenly appeared in Changg's heart - he was going to look for Shen XVI, and he had to find out in person who the godfather was and what his intentions were.

Yet he finally did not walk out of the bloody embroidery room, and as soon as he walked out the door, he was already timid.

“By the way," he thought, “Mr. Shen accidentally revealed his insights on a weekday. How could he be a long-time failed scholar? ”

Even though Shen XVI is leisurely, he is a master of the world. Even if he sends someone under the fence, he is not embarrassed at all... How can he be an ordinary gangster?

These things should have counted in his heart long ago, but when he closed his eyes, he remembered that Shen XVI was always holding his head and guarding his appearance in front of the hospital bed.

If that's also a false intention--

The old chef who probed her head opened the door and hurried over with a smile: “Young master, today...”

She looked at her red-eyed.

The old chef's eyes shook with fright. She slowed down for a while and gripped her chest: “What is this about...”

She didn't finish, she saw the scene in the house.

The old chef was frozen, and then she took three steps backwards, sitting on the floor with one butt, causing her neck to howl and making a harsh scream that did not resemble a human voice.

At the same time, the city suddenly sounded a sharp alarm.

Someone released the alarm post in the city building. The two-foot long whistle rolled with purple gold stained white gas. “Ooh" rushed into the clouds and waved out 30 to 40 miles, breaking the tragic calm of the geese returning to the city for 14 years.

Shen Yi, who was burying his head to tidy the steel nail, raised his head. The next moment, Shen Jia Gate was kicked open from the outside, and Shen Yi took a heavy sword off the steel nail from the ground.

“It's me.” Shen XVI whispered.

Shen Yi sank: “Did the barbarians do it early? ”

The phrase was short and low, and the half-deaf Shen XVI heard it without a word: “There are barbarian works on the giant iris, and it is not our men who are hiding on the ship that came back. ”

Shen XVI said, as the horse kept breaking into the interior room, splitting his hand by the bed. The whole bed slab made a loud noise and split into two valves. The bed slab was empty.

A set of dark iron armor actually ages beneath a plank.

Shen XVI's hand cleverly pryed open the dark lattice on the chest of the steel nail, and took out a brown iron token from it. His fingers were turned blue by Mori's cold brown iron token. He turned around, and the dirty mud was not always straight waist like an iron gun, the wind blowing through the wide open door lifted his light vegetarian blue shirt, as if to deter him from the cold killing, rubbing his shoulders with a curl.

Sixteen words: "Ji Ping. ”

“Ji Ping" is Shen Yi's word and has never been called in front of outsiders. Shen Yi took a step backwards and knelt down half a dozen times a week for a bit of housework, kissing like a real brother: "Subordinates are there. ”

“Now that they're here early, it's just in time for us to close the net - I entrusted His Royal Highness with sending him out of town. ”

Shen Yi: “Yes."

Shen XVI quickly removed his coat and a sword from the bed, and turned around and walked away.