Ukiyo heave

The 13-year-old Nian Quesheng walked alone in the small garden behind the study.

It is already deep winter, and the new year will be in January.In fact, it doesn't matter, there are no new clothes, and there is no need to mention the New Year's money.For Nian Quesheng, the only advantage of the new year is that after everyone in the Nian family gets busy, no one has the time to tease him and wink at him.

Suddenly there was a commotion, Nian Quesheng followed the prestige, and saw a group of Nian's children standing by the carp pond, and Nian Queqing was standing in the middle.They stood by the pool, pointing, not knowing what they were doing.It's the twelfth lunar month now, and the carp pond should have been covered with a thin layer of ice long ago. Can a group of people gather around to watch the fish?

Nian Quesheng suddenly felt uneasy, he ran quickly, squeezed to the front of the crowd, and looked at the carp pond.Wang Nian was stunned at this moment, there was a drowning boy in the middle of the carp pond!

Such a cold day!If you fall down, you will freeze and freeze, and besides, the carp pond is as deep as three people, and the water is full of algae and midges.I don't know whose family is visiting today, and everyone is hosting a banquet in the main hall, so there are no adults or servants around here.Falling into the carp pond at this time, wouldn't it kill the young man?

The children of Nian's family surrounded them indifferently, but Nian was immediately annoyed by the indifference of these people who stood by and watched, and turned around and asked, "Why didn't you save people!"

"If I want to save you and myself, I dare not take the risk." Someone in the crowd said with disdain.

Nian Queqing also said quietly from the side: "Brother is going to do something brave again? The water is very cold, so be careful, brother."

People were still arguing, but Nian Butsheng didn't want to talk nonsense with them, and went back to check on the boy's situation.If you are too far away, you can't see your face clearly, you only know that your age is similar to yourself.At this moment, he was already powerless to struggle, he had choked up a lot of water, and he couldn't even call for help, he just patted the water with both hands desperately, again and again, with extremely light movements.This despair seemed to spread straight to Nian Qusheng through a pool of water covered with thin ice.He was thinking about countermeasures quickly, at this moment, suddenly someone took advantage of the chaos and stretched his hand behind his back, using ten percent of his spiritual power, pushed him down violently!

Nian Sheng was unprepared, and was pushed straight into the water by the blow, smashing a piece of thin ice and splashing a huge splash.The water in the pool is extremely cold, like being in an ice cellar, with countless ice cones stabbing at you.Nian Shengsheng's hands and feet immediately froze. He was afraid of the cold since he was a child.

The icy water flooded his mouth and nose, and a deadly suffocation hit his face, but Nian Kesheng's heart rang alarm bells. Regardless of the cold body and stiff limbs, he rose to the surface of the water and swam towards the boy.

Every time he stroked the water, it seemed like there were tens of thousands of people beside him, holding skates, slicing his flesh one by one, trying to kill him.

I can't care about anything right now, the boy has already sunk, if he doesn't get up again, his life may be in danger.Nian Quesheng already knew it well, the feeling of the spiritual force hitting his back was extremely familiar, it must be Nian Queqing, so whether he saved the young man or not, he would have no good fruit for himself.Taking a step back, the two of them drowned together in this carp pond, it would be better to try their best to save him up.For this reason, Fengling and his wife saw him being imprisoned and tortured with the spirit whip, and he recognized everything. It is better to die one than two.Except that everyone is the heart and soul of his parents, he can't just watch a young boy with a bright future spend his whole life being buried with him, a person who is already worse than death.

He didn't know what kind of cruel treatment he would suffer after saving the young man. His survival meant that the young man's secret was clearly revealed.But he couldn't care about it now, he took a breath in his heart and told himself, swim over, ten thousand, ten thousand, swim over.

The skin all over his body seemed to have been frozen and cracked, but Nian Sheng was exhausted. When he felt desperate that he would bleed to death on the spot if he swam a moment longer, his stiff fingers finally touched the boy's body temperature.

At this moment, Nian Qusheng's eyesight had turned black and he couldn't see anything. He groped to hold the young man in his arms, and with trembling hands, he tried his best to swim back.

So tired... Nian Quesheng thought to himself, his body sank suddenly, and he struggled desperately to float up again.If it wasn't for him to take the boy back home, he really wanted to close his eyes and sleep here, and it would be best not to wake up again for the rest of his life.

I've had enough of the days when people are knives and I'm fish. I don't want everyone to ride on my head, mock me and abuse me, but I can't die.

Can't die, the boy's body temperature came faintly from the chests that were pressed against each other, and there was a still beating heart hidden under it, calm and powerful.Nian Butsheng told himself that he couldn't die, and he wanted to take the young man up there safe and sound, and as always, he smiled rebelliously at those Nian's family members, and told them: You want me to die here, let you down, I won't .

But this is not the case, he has no strength at all, he swims two steps and sinks one step.There were two dying people in the water, and the apathetic crowd on the shore, who looked like they were watching the show and wanted to see how Nian would rise up.All these years, but he didn't know it at all, at this moment he can't see anything, his ears are buzzing, like stepping on the tip of a knife, every step is tearing the heart and lungs, dripping with blood, naturally it is unforgettable.

No one regards him as a hero, he is just a fool who bravely jumped into the water in the depths of winter to save someone who has nothing to do with him.Only Nian Queqing, the person standing behind the scenes, was really astonished. He clearly thought that Nian Quesheng would never come up again.

At this moment, someone called the young man's father, and the Nian family's children disappeared, only Nian Queqing and one or two of his usual friendly children were still standing there.

The boy's father hurriedly asked the servants around him to pull the two of them up hurriedly.Nian Butsheng was already bruised from the cold, his hands were trembling, and his eyes were glazed over.He desperately wanted to see who he had saved, but in vain, his eyes turned black again.The boy's father was anxiously calling the boy's name, but Nian Sheng couldn't hear anything except the deafening hum.He didn't even know when Nian Fengling and his wife had arrived here, and he had never witnessed Nian Queqing's frightened expression and Nian Fengling's fury.Holding the tree with both hands, panting word by word: "Nian...Nian Keqing...you are only 11 years old, why are you so...harmful..."

Before the words were finished, Nian Shengsheng's world was instantly quiet, his knees softened, and he collapsed to the ground.

A basin of cold water was splashed head-on, waking Nian Qusheng who was still in a coma.

He slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were still not clear, his forehead was faintly hot, subconsciously a little confused, a little panicked, he realized that his hands were tied, but he didn't know who was standing in front of him.It was pitch black all around, and it was hard to tell whether it was day or night.At this time, the person in front of him raised his hand, and the spiritual whip swung a creepy arc in the air, and with a loud bang, it fell hard on Nian Quesheng's back.

The back that had just been soaked in cold water was bruised, but Nian Quesheng let out a muffled snort and closed his eyes.His clothes were torn apart by the whip, and the cold air of deep winter surrounded him in an instant.His whole body was cold, except for that ferocious welt that exuded a burning temperature, which went straight into Nian Qusheng's heart.

Another basin of cold water was poured, and a shrill female voice jokingly asked, "Do you admit your mistake?"

Nian Quesheng struggled to get up, but at this time another whip was whipped hard on his shoulder, and Nian Quesheng fell back again, unable to move.Desperately lying on the ground, with pitch-black eyes open, he said in a trembling and cold voice: "I'm not wrong."

Nian Quesheng knew who the visitor was, and it was Fang Lan, a confidant of Ping Congee's side.Nian Quesheng smiled wryly at himself and said, "Did I hurt your master's precious son and was punished, so you asked me to admit my mistake." Before she could answer, Nian Quesheng said again, "But he deserved what he deserved. If you want someone I don’t know, unless I did nothing myself. I just opened my mouth to expose, so what’s the crime.”

The spirit power of the spirit whip in Fang Lan's hand circulated, and she smiled grimly: "If it wasn't for you, how could Young Master Nian Keqing be punished by the Patriarch? He is only 11 years old, how can he endure seven days of confinement?"

"Yes, he is only 11 years old." Nian Butsheng's breath was very weak, but his eyes were still extremely firm, "I have been in confinement for a whole month since I was nine years old, but has anyone ever cared for me? Punishment is nothing more than locking him in his room and providing him with delicious food and drink for seven days. I am also a parent and child of the Nian family, why don't you call me Nian but you are promoted to son?"

"because of you……"

"Because I'm the child of a bitch, the bastard you call me." Nian Quesheng sneered, "I'm really curious, are you scolding me, or Nian Fengling?"

"Presumptuous!" Fang Lan screamed angrily.She waved the spirit whip in her hand, threw it heavily at Nian Kesheng, and cursed, "Big words! Disrespectful!!"

Nian Butsheng was thrown to the side by this blow, and the whip marks on his back pressed straight to the ground, sending out heart-piercing pain.Nian Butsheng bit his lower lip tightly to prevent himself from screaming, clenched his fists tightly, trembling with breathing pain, suddenly choked out a mouthful of blood foam, and said in a hoarse voice: "Elder?...you... It's nothing more than a lowly maidservant... who is working as a minion for a tiger."

Hearing this sentence, Fang Lan trembled angrily, waving the spirit whip in her hand and whipping it towards Nian Qusheng one after another.Every hit is real and thrilling.Nian Quesheng vomited blood from the series of spiritual whips full of spiritual power, new wounds superimposed on old scars.He was thrown off one after another by the spirit whip, unable to resist, rolled from the center of the room to the corner, and hit the wall with his head, his forehead was dripping with blood immediately.

This hit made him dizzy, his lower lip was bitten open, and the bloody smell gradually merged with the smell of rust in his throat.Nian Quesheng finally let out an uncontrollable cry of grief, closed his eyes tightly, and said in a trembling voice: "If you don't do it...you don't stop...you...rather than that, why don't you kill me...to vent your hatred, anyway...anyway You have plenty of reasons, you can call me dead... then...destroy...destroy the corpse...destroy...the trace..."

Nian Qusheng was not unyielding at this time, nor was he being sarcastic, but genuinely frightened enough to want to die.

Every time the spiritual whip touches the skin, a scar will be torn apart thrillingly, and the tender flesh will come out from the inside, mixed with blood and dust, with pain like cramping and peeling bones, approaching to the 13-year-old boy who is still young. |Astringent body, and heart.

Fanglan said contemptuously, "Do you admit your mistake?"

"deny."

Fang Lan waved the spirit whip again and threw it hard: "Do you admit your mistake!"

The whip hit Zai Nian Qusheng's chest directly, his robe had already been whipped to pieces, at this moment a fishy aura surged in his throat, Nian Qusheng didn't recognize it, before he yelled out, he spit out a mouthful of thick blood.The broken coat was stained red.

But he was still hoarse and growled, "No...don't admit it!"

Fanglan stepped forward and grabbed Nian Qusheng by the collar, lifted him up from the ground like a ball of worn-out cotton wool, and slapped him hard across the face!

Nian Kesheng's head suddenly turned to one side, and he vomited a big mouthful of blood again. The blood on his forehead flowed into his eyes along his eyelids, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of blood mist, blurring.Fang Lan said sharply: "Do you admit your mistake!"

Nian Butsheng turned his head back, stared at her fiercely with his blood-red eyes, exhausted all his strength, and let out a heart-piercing roar from the bottom of his throat: "I don't recognize it!!!"

Fanglan let go and threw him on the ground, making a loud noise.This fall seemed to fall on an iron brand, and the whip marks that were turned over were pressed to the ground, mixed with countless blood and dust, but Nian Sheng let out another roar of pain, choking on blood and foaming: "I don't recognize it!!"

Fang Lan was startled by the expression on the face of this 13-year-old boy, with palpitations, she put away her spirit whip and backed up, "If you don't recognize it, then you don't recognize it. The confinement room in Shuzhi Building is enough for you. Admit it, in the future you will always..."

"Get out!" Nian Kesheng hoarsely coughed up blood, "If you don't want me to die in front of you and turn into a ghost to torture you every day, get out!"

This sound seemed to be the end of the roar, but all the strength was raised, his head became heavier and heavier, and his blood-red vision gradually became blurred.He couldn't hear what Fanglan said, and the buzzing in his ears was noisy and chaotic.As Fanglan left the confinement room and closed the iron door with a loud bang, his whole world fell silent instantly.

But Nian Sheng was in a coma for three days. During these three days, he developed a high fever.

Before he fell into a coma, Nian Qusheng even thought happily that he would die this time, perhaps a miserable and disgraceful death, but he really wanted to leave Nian's house completely.

But three days later, he woke up again, and just as he opened his eyes, the pain all over his body burst like a tide, and he told Nian Kesheng in an extremely cruel way that he was still alive, that he was still living in this hell on earth, and that life would be worse than death. Life.Before Nian Sheng could feel sorry for himself, he passed out from the pain again.

This situation repeated for more than two days. I woke up from the cold, then fainted from the pain, woke up from the cold again, and then fell unconscious again.After five days of confinement, Nian Qusheng finally regained his senses in a gloomy evening.

Maybe it was because of his life, but the whip wounds all over Nian Sheng's body were not inflamed and festered, but were slowly healing, but they were still very painful, and the whole body ached.The hemp rope binding his hands was disconnected at some point, and Nian Sheng really wanted to stand up and see where he was locked up, but when Fang raised his hand, the wounds all over his body tingled, and Nian Sheng wanted to stand up and see where he was locked up. I had no choice but to give up and retreat into that cold little corner again.

The confinement room does not distinguish between day and night, only occasionally one or two dark shadows darting past accompany him day and night.Maybe it's a mouse, but Nian has no way of knowing, and has no time to imagine.He only concentrated on trying his best to avoid contact with the wall, his arms hugged himself and shivered, but he couldn't hug him too tightly, the wound on his back would open.At every moment of being tormented by pain and cold, Nian Qusheng was thinking of dying, but he was too weak, and he didn't even have the strength to smash his head against the wall.Nian Butsheng trembled in pain, the wound shattered many times, and shed a lot of blood and cold sweat, but Nian Butsheng never shed a single tear.

Misfortunes and blessings depend on each other, but Niansheng comforted himself like this, maybe he didn't die this time, and there will be unexpected good things waiting for him in the future.

I don't know how many days have passed since I was so dazed, but Nian Quesheng was finally able to stand up slowly while leaning on the wall.

How many times he wanted to slam his head against the wall he was holding on to and die, but as the injury eased, Nian Sheng no longer thought about it that way.He said to himself: "Nian is promoted, if you really give up on yourself and die here, you will have fulfilled your wish of being young and old. You have fought desperately for 13 years, all the confinement you have been in before, all the souls you have endured. Whip, all the pain that is different from ordinary people, all the resistance and unyielding," but it was all in vain. "

But Nian Sheng leaned on the wall and took the first step in this five-day period.His legs and feet were cold, his whips and numbness from the cold, he staggered step by step, gritted his teeth and walked towards the heavy iron door, concentrating all his spiritual energy on his left hand, and pressed it against the door.

The aura made his face extremely pale, but Nian Kesheng counted silently in his heart: "Three...two...one..."

There was a sudden explosion under the left hand, the old iron door collapsed, and the sunlight streamed in, illuminating the dark confinement room, illuminating the blood stains on the ground, illuminating the years that Nian Sheng was curled up with every day. A little nook to sleep in.However, Nian's spiritual power was exhausted, and before he had time to embrace the sunlight he hadn't seen for several days, he closed his eyes and fell to the ground slumped.

However, the person who was imprisoned was promoted to Nian's family, which was located in a remote Shuzhi building that had been abandoned for many years, at the junction of Jiang Nian's family.Inside the building are mostly fragments of lost spells, which were gradually abandoned because no one could learn them.This Shuzhi building has two floors, and Nian Quesheng was locked in the first room on the second floor, and the first floor was destroyed, so it was converted into a confinement room.

But this is not unusual, the Nian family has more confinement rooms than bedrooms.I'm really ashamed, but Nian Kesheng has been in confinement since he was nine years old. To this day, he has not seen all the confinement rooms in Nian's family.

Nian Fengling set up an enchantment outside the Shuzhi Building to suppress him alone, but after Nian Sheng woke up, his spiritual power had not yet recovered, and it was impossible to break through it with his own strength.

Nian Quesheng limped down from the second floor, accidentally stepped on the air when stepping down the steps, rolled down the steps, knocked over a row of bookshelves, and all the scrolls fell on Nian Quesheng.After exhaustion of spiritual power, the body is extremely sensitive to pain, and after this series of stumbles, it is even more like ten thousand ants eating one's heart.But Nian Sheng cried out in pain and fell on the ground, his eyes full of desolation.

The scroll stirred up dust all over the room, floating everywhere, but Nian Sheng coughed twice, and soon he didn't dare to cough again, for fear that he would cough up blood again.With his current physical condition, he couldn't bear coughing up blood anymore. For a child from a family of cultivators, the spirit veins are connected with the soul.The spiritual power is exhausted, and the slightest carelessness will involve the soul and even death.

Enduring the pain, Nian Quesheng struggled to get up from the ground, trembling, climbed to the place where the sun was brightest, and meditated quietly.

The third feeling that tortured him alternately came quietly, and that was hunger.Although Nian Quesheng has been hungry since he was a child, he will not stop eating or drinking for ten days. He is only a 13-year-old kid now. After experiencing those dark and inhuman treatment, he can still live to this day. It is really auspicious. top.

Although it is said that surviving a catastrophe must have future blessings, but Nian Shengsheng has not cared about the future blessings at all.His spiritual power has only recovered [-]%, and there is no countermeasure for the current situation. Nian Kesheng decided to meditate for another day. If there is no good plan, then he can only... pin his hopes on these scrolls in the house.

Nian Quesheng casually flipped through a book in front of him, and suddenly three large characters came into view.

Goddess.

Nian Sheng still had a little curiosity in such a critical situation. After reading this book, a sudden inspiration came to his heart.As if he had been enlightened, he stretched out his two fingers with a little hesitation, and pointed at the book with a little bit of spiritual power.

He really turned into a villain!

A burst of ecstasy flashed through Nian Quesheng's heart, and he asked the little man, "You obey my orders, right?"

When I opened my mouth, I found that my voice was extremely hoarse, but now I can't take care of it anymore, because the little man nodded obediently.But Nian was overjoyed and said in a little embarrassment: "Then I have to ask you something, go outside the Shuzhi Building and bring me something to eat... Grass roots, tree bark, anything is fine, as long as you think you can eat it or not. Starve to death. If you can, better bring some water...I know it's hard, you just do your best, understand?"

The villain nodded again, jumped out of the window, and within less than a stick of incense, he brought back a lot of messy and barely edible food, and then turned into his original form with a bang.

Although these things were hard to swallow, Nian Sheng still felt happy for the first time in these ten days when life was worse than death.

After a few more days like this, Nian Quesheng's spiritual power recovered to a good extent, and he half-guessed and learned the lost spells recorded in the Shuzhi Building.Suddenly one day, the villain suddenly brought back half a piece of shortbread and half a piece of sugar cake for him.

Nian Qusheng was very surprised, and asked the little man, "Where did this come from?"

The villain couldn't speak, and after making a few random gestures, he melted back with a bang.

From then on, what the villain brought back was always shortbread and sugar cakes, but they were always in half pieces, neatly cut with a knife, and wrapped in oiled paper.Nian Kesheng stepped on a few books and looked out the window, only to see a white figure far away from him, but he couldn't tell who it was.

But Nian felt warm in his heart, that there is still someone who is willing to treat him kindly to a lonely refugee.

In the evening of the next day, Nian Butsheng heard a loud voice.He stepped on the scroll and looked out the window, and saw a mess of figures.Then there was a deafening sound of firecrackers, reminding Nian Qusheng that it was already New Year's Eve.

Nian Quesheng sneered at himself and thought to himself, "Maybe they thought I was dead? It seems that on such a good day, it's time for me to prove that I'm still alive."

At this time, Nian Quesheng's spiritual power had fully recovered, he waved his hand to break Nian Fengling's barrier, and then set fire to Shuzhilou.

Before setting the fire, he took away the innate divine technique.

The flames soared into the sky, reflecting the bright fireworks in the sky, and they complement each other, which is very beautiful.Nian Quesheng folded his arms and watched the fire standing on the ground, watching the Shuzhi building gradually charred with great interest.After a stick of incense, the old beams collapsed.

Nian Fengling had already led people to follow the sound, and when he saw the ragged Nian Sheng standing calmly in front of the Shuzhi Building, he immediately understood everything, and immediately shouted: "Nian Sheng! What the hell are you doing! "

"Burn the building." Nian Quesheng turned around when he heard the words, and smiled frivolously, "Are you surprised? Not only did I not die, but I also burned down your Shuzhi Building." Before he could reply, Nian Quesheng Looking at Nian Queqing behind Ping Congee, he jokingly said, "Yo, brother, are you out?"

"Bold!" Nian Fengling rushed forward and kicked Nian Quesheng's lower abdomen. This kick was so hard that Nian Quesheng fell straight onto the stone tablet in front of the Shuzhi Building.After a long time, Nian Kesheng stood up slowly holding the stone tablet, and said with an unyielding smile: "Wherever you want to imprison me, it's up to you. You can find another person to beat me half to death, and I will come out by myself." Even if I die and turn into a ghost, I will come out by myself."

"Come on!" The young man with red eyes shouted loudly, "Shut this kid up in a dark room!! Nail him to the wall with chains and let him bleed!"

Handcuffed hands, was thrown into a more cold and damp confinement room.As soon as I entered, the smell of blood came to my nostrils. There was a small window three feet long and three feet wide on the east wall.Nian Quesheng was nailed to this wall, and a small one-inch-long gash was cut on his left wrist. Mana was applied to prevent it from solidifying, and blood dripped dripping.

The new year has arrived.

In the first two days, Nian Sheng could bear it, thinking clearly about how to escape.Just after the second day, he started to feel dizzy, and his head was so heavy that he wanted to fall asleep, but he told himself that he couldn't sleep, bit his lower lip tightly, and stimulated himself with pain and escaping blood.Until... a voice rang in my ear.

"Do you hate it? The Nian family treats you like this, it's inhumane, it makes your life worse than death."

Nian Kesheng looked a little dazed, and murmured: "Hate...? I don't know, maybe it's hate."

"The treatment of Queqing was so unfair to you that year. He enjoyed everything you should have to the fullest. He caused you to be destroyed time and time again. Do you hate him?"

"Don't hate."

"Why?" The voice was a little surprised.

Nian's headache was about to split, and he barely managed to answer his words: "A father's love can make a son filial, and a brother's talent can make a younger brother respectful. I'm so clear to Nian... I really haven't fulfilled my brother's responsibilities."

The voice sighed softly in his ear, stretched out his hand to caress his face and said: "The world is filthy, you can't be too kind."

Nian Sheng wanted to see clearly who was talking to him, but the only sunlight in the room shone on him, and it was dark in front of him, and he couldn't see anything.Nian Quesheng tried his best to lift his head up, but he was powerless, so he leaned back heavily. The pale sunlight shone fiercely on his face, making him unable to open his eyes.Mouth blurred: "I... the way I walk... has always... always been incompatible with the world."

"Don't you feel unwilling? Accept my ability, and we will join hands to avenge you."

"No, why bother." Nian Butsheng had a wry smile on his lips, "It's not fair to be born..."

"It seems that I have to give you a little sweetness before you can accept me."

Before Nian Qusheng had time to understand what the so-called sweetness meant, the wraith suddenly hit his chest straight, Nian Qusheng's eyes widened suddenly, and at the same time, the iron chains that tightly bound him suddenly shattered.But Nian's knees softened and he fell straight to the ground.

"You see, with me, nothing can restrain you. You are strong, and I am also strong. We join forces and each takes what we need. Wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?"

Before Nian Quesheng could open his mouth to refuse, he suddenly let out a cry of pain.It was as if something had torn his heart apart abruptly, and a sharp knife went straight into it, wishing to tear his soul in two.Nian Qusheng struggled hard, trying to preserve the last sober sanity.At this moment, he heard a young man's voice softly coming from outside the confinement room through the small window.

"Mother, where is this place in Nian's house? There is a lot of resentment."

Well... a very familiar voice.

Nian Kesheng was engaged in a life-and-death tug-of-war with the wraith who wanted to occupy his soul. Hearing this voice, he was involuntarily distracted.

A female voice answered the boy softly: "This is a confinement room, and the Nian people call it the black house."

"Those inside...is there anyone locked up?"

"Maybe there is, and maybe there isn't."

"Then if someone is locked in here, will it be very painful?"

"Yes, so, if you find someone locked up in a confinement room in Nian's house, you must do your best to help him, do you understand?"

The young man replied softly: "Dong Shen knows. Years ago, I saw someone in the Shuzhi building on the edge of Nian's house. He couldn't go downstairs, so I used magic to ask a villain to send back some bark and grass roots every day." A kind of thing that can satisfy his hunger. I guess no one can help him, so I saved half of the daily pastries and gave it away. Shuzhi Building has been burned, and it is still the first month of the year. I hope that person... is still alive Bar."

It's Jiang Dongchen!

It was as if some weak consciousness broke out from the body of the 13-year-old Lisheng. This consciousness had been sleeping for a long time, and finally woke up.As soon as he opened his eyes in this body, he cried out eagerly.

"Brother! Brother!"

But he can't control this body, he can only hear and feel.In the heart-piercing pain, a person silently called Jiang Dongchen's name in his heart. He called out hoarsely, excruciating pain, but only he could hear it. The despair and loneliness came from the heart.

Mu Lian pondered for a moment, then murmured: "Shuzhilou... Ah Chen, you have done a lot."

Jiang Dong smiled deeply: "Tenderness is like jade, and goodness is like water. This is what my father often said, isn't it?"

Mu Lian seemed to let out a faint sigh, and said softly: "Ah Chen, let's go, the Nian's banquet is about to begin."

The footsteps of the two gradually drifted away, but Nian Sheng shouted in his heart, begging: "Brother...brother! Don't go...brother!"

But he knew it well, the next day the resentful spirits would completely occupy his mind, controlling him to rush out from here with his scarlet eyes, rushing into Nian Fengling's study like crazy, and in the end he was still under the terrified eyes of everyone. In the middle, he was subdued by the evil spirit master brought by Nian Fenglin.After the resentful spirit was suppressed, Nian Quesheng was taken to the desolate backyard of Nian's family.Because he was afraid of his growing spiritual power, no one disciplined him since then.He had to survive three cold winters alone before meeting his Jiang Dongchen again by the carp pond on a bright afternoon.

But I can't wait another three years.

In the cold and humid confinement room, when overwhelming despair struck, at the age of 13, he was at the last moment of remaining consciousness. The 17-year-old Nian Sheng cried out in confusion and helplessness in his heart.

"elder brother……"