Rules Weird Talk: I am more perverted than weird!

Wang Hua tried to strike up a conversation with someone with a licking face, but not only was he rejected, he also told you clearly that you are not as awesome as your master.

Isn't this more satisfying than beating him up?

Song Wenwan walked in front, glanced at Xu Ye's reaction out of the corner of her eye, and the corners of her lips curled up.

When she said Xu Ye had a good personality, she wasn't just flattering him, she meant it sincerely.

For the first half of her life, she was trapped in a small world and suffered a lot.

At first, when she met Xu Ye, she thought it was her former lover coming back to pick her up.

Until a long time passed, I gradually became familiar with Xu Ye's actions, personality and work characteristics...

She gradually realized that Xu Ye...could never be the person she thought he was.

But Song Wenwan was not angry about this.

The past is like the wind, and the people and things of the past are gone.

Moreover, her life had been bound by too many things: her status as a woman, her parents’ oppression, and feudal ethics…

The qualities that Xu Ye possesses are exactly what she never had before.

She thought that if she could follow such a person until the moment the lamp oil burned out, her life would not be in vain.

……

It was obviously a very small area, but the few of them walked around in the yard for a long time.

Finally, the three of them came to an ordinary place.

Xu Ye observed that the flowers, plants, trees, stones and other objects around him formed a strange pattern.

It looks ordinary, but when you take a closer look, you will find that there is an inexplicable mystery in it.

There is a brick in the middle of the pattern. Xu Ye held up the brick.

Liu Ninghao and the other person took a step back together.

Wang Hua: "Don't be impulsive. I didn't mean to steal your girl."

Liu Ninghao: "My junior fellow apprentice is ignorant. If it really doesn't work, you can beat him up. It has nothing to do with me."

Xu Ye pulled out a piece of yellow talisman paper from under the brick.

"what?"

Song Wenwan stretched out her finger and a green spark splashed up. The moment the talisman paper burned out, the mist around it also disappeared completely.

Barrage: "I feel this thing is familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere."

"Nonsense, that's talisman paper, there are a lot of them in the Taoist temple."

"Do you remember that when Xu Ye was in the Death Prison, there was someone who liked to play with this thing?"

"I remember, but he died that night, and now there is no evidence."

In the world of strange stories, Xu Ye casually asked: "Where did your master get this thing from?"

Liu Ninghao recalled: "A fortune teller."

Wang Hua: "When I was a child, there was a supernatural person who came to visit Cang Hong and said that judging from our faces, we are blessed and will live a long life."

What a lucky guy.

Little Wang Hua didn't care and thought on the spot that this man must be a liar. If he was considered lucky, then there would be no unlucky person in the world.

……

The fire burned fiercely and spread rapidly. The entire villa was engulfed by flames, making crackling sounds, as if it was going to reduce everything to ashes.

The two senior brothers stood in front of him, staring at everything here with firm eyes.

Liu Ninghao couldn't help but think back to what he had experienced over the years.

Once, he thought that his master was an insurmountable mountain, and it took all his strength just to escape from it.

Not to mention that every night when I woke up in the middle of the night, that terrifying figure stood in front of me, torturing me excessively.

He clearly escaped and clearly killed many people.

Why, such dreams keep repeating.

Liu Ninghao knew that it was his obsession and a nightmare that accompanied the shadow of the past. If he wanted to cross that mountain, he would probably have to spend his whole life trying...

Maybe I can have a good sleep today.

Liu Ninghao wasn't quite sure either.

The scars are engraved in the bones, and even if medicine is finally applied, the scars will always exist.

When people are hurt, they are hurt.

No matter how much you remedy the situation later, it cannot be completely eliminated.

What's more, the one who brought pain to me was... that person.

Liu Ninghao thought of the letter and the ridiculous word "love" in it.

Cang Hong said that they were the closest people.

Living together for ten years and calling you master all the time, doesn't that mean they are close?

But this kind of closeness contains sharp thorns and the hatred that wants to kill the other person at any time.

Liu Ninghao did not deny that he had endured most of his life's pain because of this hatred.

And because of this layer of hatred, it became weird.

Now that his great revenge had been achieved, he did not feel particularly happy, but instead felt extremely complicated.

While achieving something, it seems like I have lost something.

Wang Hua murmured beside him: "Why do I still feel a little melancholy? Do I have Stockholm syndrome?"

Liu Ninghao raised his hand and touched his forehead: "I think so, I'll go back and treat you."

Wang Hua: “…”

"Brother, were you kidding me just now?"

"Brother, just after Lao Deng died, you let yourself go and became so humorous?"

Liu Ninghao: “Yes.”

"I'm not kidding. I really think you are sick. It's a pity that you are a damned person. You need to go back for treatment."

Wang Hua chuckled: "It's not a pity. It's not a pity now."

If he had known that he could cause such a drastic change in his senior brother, he would have wished that he would die sooner.

……

The structure of the yard was too complicated and the fire burned for more than five hours.

The three people also stood there for five hours.

Until the whole yard was filled with ruins and ashes.

As the cool breeze blew, the ashes and the old past drifted away into the distance, forever lost in the times.

All three of them turned around.

Liu Ninghao lowered his head and suddenly saw the electronic handcuffs on Xu Ye's feet, which made a rattling sound as he moved.

On the other side of the handcuffs, there is a long iron chain.

Liu Ninghao bent down, and his fingers were about to touch the chain.