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He saw that his young self, covered in blood after doing all this, looked at Ruizhu in panic.
Su Xuezhi was an unqualified mother. Ruizhu had been taking care of him since he was a baby. Ruizhu was half his mother.
Ruizhu glanced at him. There were still a lot of pieces of meat hanging on his body, but there was no fear in the maid’s eyes, she just smiled.
“Young Master, you have grown up.”
Pei Chun said hoarsely: “Aunt Rui.”
Smiling and laughing, Ruizhu suddenly cried again.
“My young master, what are you going to do in the future?”
“Young Master, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” Ruizhu cried and looked at him lovingly. After silently saying sorry three times, she picked up the sword on the ground, wiped her neck, and lay down next to her girl.
Girl, Snow Lion.
Her girl is too timid and cowardly. When she bumped into Mei Xiangnong’s people, she had nightmares and was frightened for several days. The road to **** is too long, and there is no master and young master to accompany you. Will be scared.
But don’t be afraid, Ruizhu has been serving you all his life, and he is here to accompany you.
The young man just took steps, the hand he just stretched out, wanting to beg for a hug, paused in mid-air, standing alone, looking at the corpses on the ground, until he stood outside the courtyard wall as the crow flies. Gone, the snow fell, and the blood condensed into ice.
Qiao Wan searched for a long time before she found Pei Chunzheng.
The young man knelt down quietly in the illusion, his straight back facing away from her, as stiff as a stone sculpture.
“Who?” The young man covered his eyes, his black hair fell down from his cheeks, and asked expressionlessly in a hissing voice.
Qiao Wan stood there hesitantly, not daring to move forward.
Although the original work of “The Road to Immortality” mentioned that Pei Chunzheng had a tragic past, because the article was too long, she stayed up for two nights and did not finish it. Naturally, she did not see what the author had to say. Lyrically describing the painful childhood memories of the “gloomy devil”.
She didn’t expect that Pei Chunzheng’s childhood would be…
Qiao Wan hesitated for half a second and picked out an adjective.
Tragic.
To a certain extent, she was quite unqualified as an ex-girlfriend, but this was also because Pei Chunzheng had never let her enter his heart.
Qiao Wan has always believed that the most difficult thing in the world is to empathize with others. Even among people, even close relatives, friends, and lovers, one can empathize with others. The so-called knife does not stab oneself, No one knows how painful it is.
She is not very good at comforting people, and she is not very good at saying that everything is over, and you have to face life in a positive way.
Everyone has the right to vent their emotions, and it is completely reasonable to appropriately accept and vent these seemingly cowardly and negative emotions.
Qiao Wan walked up to Pei Chunzheng, squatted down, and hesitantly faced Pei Chunzheng face to face.
Then he probed his spiritual consciousness into the young man’s sea of consciousness.
Pei Chunzheng moved slightly, but did not stop her movement.
“There are very few demons.” Pei Chunzheng said with lowered eyes.
“Because the devil cannot suppress the devil’s nature.”
Qiao Wan knows this.
There is a record in Buping Academy’s magic book.
Demon cultivators have always believed that they are the most perfect creations of heaven. They are smarter, more studious, and better at fighting than demon cultivators, and they live longer than human cultivators.
But a fatal weakness of demon cultivators is that they are small in number, unable to suppress their demonic nature, and prone to mental disorder. Even if the demon cultivator tries its best, it cannot change the innate madness in their bones. Their numbers are small to begin with, and they kill each other from time to time. Apart from monsters, most of the soldiers available in the Demon Realm are monsters and monsters.
Pei Chunzheng was different from Wang Ruyi. He could clearly tell that this was an illusion, so it was meaningless for her to make any other changes in this illusion. She could only try to penetrate into his sea of consciousness.
Dream before you wake up.
Qiao Wan pursed her lips and thought.
The young man’s peach blossom eyes widened a little, and he suddenly grasped the hem of her clothes tightly, looking slightly dazed and embarrassed, and hugged her gently.
This is a warm embrace that removes all defenses, all grudges, love and hate.
Pei Chunzheng made a sound in his throat, and the “Thank you” in his throat rolled a few times, and came to his mouth: “Qiao Wan, thank you.”
“I’m sorry.”
Although he killed the man himself, in the end he still lived like that man, repeatedly being ruthless.
But soon, Pei Chunzheng ran out of words.
Because Qiao Wan weaved a dream in his consciousness.
It was New Year’s Eve in the dream, and there were his grandfather and uncle, whom he had never met before. The uncle was sitting on the porch cleaning his gun, his grandfather was drinking tea, and Ruizhu stood aside, smiling.
My uncle’s child was squatting in the yard and setting off human firecrackers.
He had just finished sword practice and returned to the yard. Suddenly a white and slender hand appeared in front of his eyes. Su Xuezhi looked at him with a smile, and a kind expression appeared on his face that was as lonely as the spring snow in the empty garden. Smile, hold his hand and give him a warm hug.
A mother gives her son a hug.
Qiao Wan stood up, looked at Pei Chunzheng who was kneeling silently in the dreamland, connected to the ray of consciousness that maintained the dream, and continued walking down.
In the opening scene, the large and small accounts were separated. This way, it was more convenient for her to control the two accounts at the same time to explore other people’s illusions simultaneously.
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Every decent person has more or less things behind their glamor that they are unwilling to say.
Xiao Boyang turned his head in embarrassment, his eyes flickering, not daring to look at the old man slumped in the cage, and squeezed out a few words between his teeth.
“Get out, old guy, get out of here.”
I have been following him and serving him since he was born. Even after he has been dead for so many years and his bones have turned to ashes, he still refuses to let him go. However, the old man in the cage is still dragging the empty and **** one underneath. Thigh, smiled and said that he had never blamed him.
Xiao Boyang clenched the handful of pea seeds in his hand and looked at the row of swaying green zombies at the door.
What Xiao Boyu and his father did was far more than just selling human animals.
The monks in the world of cultivation can be said to be full of strange things. Things like “ginseng essence” are often kept as human animals at home. After raising them for a period of time, their limbs are cut off and used as medicine, and then they continue to be raised and cut off. A stubble raises a stubble; a cut stubble raises a new stubble.
Over and over again, I can never break free from this prison and hell.
As for the person sitting in the cage, he is an old man called Ginseng Jing. He is also an old slave who has been with him since he was a child, serving him and taking care of his daily life. He is attached to the Xiao family and avoids being kept in a cage. Nightmare fate.
As the young master grew up day by day, he began to get tired of this old guy who was always following him around and telling his father. No matter how he lost his temper or teased him, he would deliberately splash water on the corridor in winter, causing the old man to fall. The old man would always smile and look at him while stroking his long beard, without any intention of blaming him. .
“The young master is not bad in nature, but he is too naughty.”
Later, the young master sneaked out to play and deliberately deceived the old man’s ginseng essence. Unexpectedly, this game went wrong.
Like many children from rich families, although Young Master Xiao specially changed into the Xiao family’s wardrobe, he was too high-profile and lavish in his behavior, just like a glittering meal ticket that shuttled through the crowd. , with the words “If you have money, come and kidnap me, come quickly.”
Xiao Boyang, who left the protection of the Xiao family for the first time, immediately tasted the suffering of the world and was kidnapped.
Fortunately, nothing serious happened in the end. Xiao Boyu got the news and came with the Xiao family’s guards.
The kidnappers looked at the Xiao family pattern on Xiao Boyu’s sleeves with fear. They never dreamed that the **** Erque, who was wrapped in a sack and thrown in the corner, was actually from the Xiao family.
After coming back to his senses, he quickly prostrated himself and cried bitterly.
“…Master, spare your life! Us! We never dare again!!”
Xiao Boyu glanced at his stupid brother in the corner and said expressionlessly: “Do it.”
The guards behind them swarmed up and chopped up the kidnappers in front of them like chopping melons and vegetables. As for Xiao Boyang, he was hiding in the sack and was so scared that he peed his pants.
After being brought home, Xiao Boyang lay in bed for three days in a row. Only then did he regain some energy. Xiao Boyang suddenly realized that he seemed to have not seen the old man Ginseng Jing for a long time.
“What about the old guy?”
Xiao Boyu was busy, so she glared at him angrily and said nonchalantly: “Kick him out.”
“Aren’t you annoying him? It just so happens that you were kidnapped because of his dereliction of duty, so he just kicked him out of the house.”
“I see you are not young anymore.” Xiao Boyu said with a smile: “After driving away an old man, how about I find you two beautiful maids and sisters?”
The young Xiao Boyang blushed, felt ashamed, and ran away without any future.
For a long time after that, Xiao Boyang always felt that the old man Ginseng Jing was really driven away. Anyway, his Xiao family was rich, so even if he was driven away, he would definitely be able to provide for his pension.
He is an old man with no ability, no children, loves to drink, and only has flesh and blood coveted by others. If he hadn’t been attached to the Xiao family, he would have been cut off eight times. Xiao Boyang was also worried and left the Xiao family. What should this old thing do? However, this worry was gradually wasted away into nothingness in the following days.
Until that day, Xiao Boyu and the human beings his father had locked up at home ran out, lay on the wall, and screamed for help in pain.
The thing on the wall has a woman’s face, but its body is a snake.
“What is this?” he asked.
“Human animal.” Xiao Boyu frowned and replied: “Never mind your business, go back to sleep.”
“Why are these things in my house?”
“It’s just a temporary stay. I’ll send you to the north later.”
The north side…isn’t that the Demonic Realm?
Although Xiao Boyang was young, as soon as his mind turned around, he immediately noticed something was wrong.
The woman on the wall…
The upper body and lower body are as if they were sewn together with needle and thread. Half human and half demon were forcefully pieced together.
“You want to send these things to the Demon Realm?!!”
Xiao Boyu immediately got angry: “Can you say this casually? I just want to be a straw bag, so what? Now I want to be a hero?”
Xiao Bo was so angry that he sneaked into the dungeon where humans and animals were kept.
As soon as he saw it, he froze in place.
This was simply a **** hell. In the depths of this hell, he saw the old man with both legs cut off. His long beard was stained red with blood, lying in a cage with his eyes closed. Like dead.
He found Xiao Boyu to confront him, and Xiao Boyu laughed at him for being naive and a fool. This person () was a trafficker () and was making huge profits. And don’t you care about this old thing? He was optimistic about you and thought he could escape unscathed.
Although Xiao Boyu was a bit of a **** and always called him a fool, Xiao Boyang had no doubt that his father and Xiao Boyu loved him, but it was this take-for-granted, indifferent attitude that made him even more unacceptable.
Xiao Boyu was annoyed by him: “Well, I’ll give you a chance. As long as you dare to bring him out of the dungeon, I will let him go.”
The people locked up in this dungeon are almost all monsters, whether human or ghost. Some are crying and some are cursing. Do you want to go through the depths of this dungeon and carry out the old ginseng essence?
He can’t do it.
He couldn’t do it… facing the old man’s ginseng essence.
This is all his fault, he dare not face him.
After only two days of hesitation, the old man ginseng spirit died the next day.
Before dying, Xiao Boyu may have felt a little compassion and asked him to see him.
The old man in the cage opened his eyes weakly, and the white beard under his chin was dirty.
Seeing his guilt and timidity, he said: “Young Master, have you come to see the old slave again?”
He has always known that during the past two days, Xiao Boyang often hid at the door and peeked at him.
Seeing the fear and trepidation of the little boy in front of him, the old man Ginsengjing smiled and said: “Don’t be afraid, young master. Even though this old slave has become like this, he is still the young master’s old thing.”
Finally, he sighed softly.
“Young Master, I never blamed you. Just go away and stop looking.”
Then after he left, he died.
The old man Ginsengjing has no children, so he raised him as a grandson.
But what did he do? He had implicated him, and he was afraid of the old ginseng spirit who would become like this. He was afraid.
He is not a person.