The Villain is Outrageously Beautiful

Xu Xingzhi suddenly remembered that there was such a thing.

That was when Xu Xingzhi was four years old. At that time, they still had a family and a mother.The mother asked the elder brother to take the younger brother to the town to go to the market to buy some chibu rice and two pairs of softer shoes.

She was so sick that she couldn't make a sound, and it was too difficult for her to fit the soles of her shoes.Fortunately, the family still has a few acres of real estate, and they can live well by collecting rent.She feels that she is too unqualified as a mother and owes something to a pair of young children, so when it comes to big things and small things, she will never be stingy if she can accommodate the subsidy.

Before the two brothers left, she called Uncle Zhong, a mason who rented her room, and asked him to take the two children to the city, and told Xu Pingsheng to take good care of her younger brother.

Probably when he was a child, he saw his parents being deceived by that wandering Taoist priest. Xu Pingsheng has always been vigilant, and he would not trust anyone's words. At a young age, he put on an old-fashioned look: "Yes."

But Xu Xingzhi, who didn't know how to worry, grabbed the window edge of the small courtyard, and staggered out of the window, revealing half of his snow-like face: "Brother, let's go."

Four-year-old Xu Xingzhi is already a head taller than children of the same age. His feet are very strong. He hops around like a field mouse in the field. Gong Shangjiao Zhengyu stepped out of the pit: "Brother! Does it sound good? I'll step on a little song for you."

Xu Pingsheng had a dark face, thinking, puppies love to step on puddles.

Because the family has some surplus money, there is no need to compete with the loess hoe. Compared with those peasant children, Xu Pingsheng has a little self-esteem, and there is a tenant loyal uncle behind him.

That being the case, he didn't give Xu Xingzhi any face: "You are wearing my old shoes, don't step on them in the mud."

Relying on his thick skin, Xu Xingzhi squinted his eyes with a smile, jumped up and down twice, and added an ending to his song: "Uncle Zhong, is it good?"

Uncle Zhong smiled honestly, and said half-flatteringly and half-sincerely, "It sounds good."

Seeing that he was disobedient, Xu Pingsheng felt that his elder brother's majesty had been greatly challenged, and chased him and knocked on the head: "Look at you, you've got a mess! Why don't I wash it for you?! Also, when you enter the town, you What should I do if I am treated as a beggar?!"

Xu Xingzhi's eyes were like washed grapes, he blinked beautifully and slyly, and made a full appearance of a little fox: "Then we have lunch."

Xu Ping was so angry that his head was getting bigger: "...Get lost!"

Because this little thing was too embarrassing, Xu Pingsheng was afraid of being regarded as a fellow beggar, so he deliberately distanced himself from him after entering the town.Xu Xingzhi also knew that the disturbance was too much, and he made his elder brother angry, so he followed step by step with his head drooping, which was very well-behaved.

This obedience made Xu Pingsheng relax his vigilance.

There are so many people on the set, and the pots are like chestnuts just out of the pot.After walking in the market for half an hour, Xu Pingsheng saw a pair of nice shoes and turned his head to ask Xu Xingzhi to take a look, but the pair of cunning eyes disappeared.

He was stunned for a moment, then broke out in cold sweat, and grabbed Uncle Zhong: "What should I do? Huh?"

Uncle Zhong was dazzled by the lively world of flowers and flowers, and he only came back to his senses when Xu Pingsheng grabbed him, obviously unable to answer his question.

Xu Pingsheng let him go, his eyes rolled a few times in a daze, and tears fell down.

It took a long time for Uncle Zhong's rough nerves like mud tiles to tense up, and he stuttered to comfort Xu Pingsheng: "Pingsheng, it's okay, it's okay, Xingzhi is rich and smart, even if he meets someone who shoots or shoots Huazi, he will do it." Won't……"

Xu Pingsheng couldn't listen to him at all.

For the next two hours, he squeezed back and forth among the crowd blankly, the only thing he could say was "Have you seen my brother", the tip of his tongue was numb, the root of his tongue was bitter, his little face was dry and wet, It's nothing more than a life-and-death experience.

He walked from the beginning to the end of a street, obsessed with a heart, a moment full of tenderness, thinking that if he finds him, he will never beat him again, and a moment gnashing his teeth, his fists itching, wishing to blow him up immediately head of.

Xu Xingzhi happened to bump into his eyes when the latter emotion flared up.

He squatted by the side of the street, holding a long strip wrapped in ochre-colored homespun cloth in his arms.

Xu Pingsheng's blood surged instantly, and his head buzzed several times.When he came back to his senses, Xu Xingzhi had already been kicked down by him, with several big footprints on his body, and he crouched in the corner of the wall hugging his stomach in disgrace, grinning in pain.

Xu Pingsheng hardened his heart and cursed: "Where did you die? Ah?! You still have the face to come back? Why don't you just die outside?"

At the end of the scolding, he couldn't help crying.

Xu Xingzhi got up with a dusty face, rubbed his nose, hugged Xu Pingsheng's waist, wiped his hands back and forth on the front of his clothes, and then carefully wiped his tears: "I have been waiting here since I can't find you Ah, waiting for my brother to come to look for it... I made a mistake, I will change it later..."

"You change it, you always say change it." Xu Pingsheng cried and scolded, "Why should I put up with a brother like you?"

Xu Xingzhi fell silent.

Xu Pingsheng looked at the thing he had been protecting tightly in his arms belatedly, and scolded angrily: "I shouldn't have put money on you! What crap did you buy?"

Xu Xingzhi was kicked hard, just now he was eager to coax his brother to apologize, but he didn't think it was a big deal, only when the blood started to flow back did he realize the pain.He slowly unfolded the ocher cloth and showed Xu Pingsheng the contents inside.

"This is a headband I bought for my mother. My mother was born white, and the red headband looks good against it."

Xu Pingsheng ignored the little thing, took out another thing, took a closer look, and his head swelled and hurt again: "...what is this?"

Xu Xingzhi said honestly: "Boys in the village love to play war. I want to buy a wooden sword for my brother, so that I can't lose in a war."

Xu Pingsheng never felt that he could play with those brats, but Xu Xingzhi always looked like a kid king, so he naturally recognized his guilt: "Obviously you want to play, don't push it I'm on my head."

Xu Xingzhi got up, and argued aggrievedly in a low voice: "I don't have one. I have my own sword, which I sharpened myself, but it's not as beautiful as this sword. ... Brother doesn't like good-looking things."

Xu Pingsheng's heart felt hot, but his voice was still lukewarm: "I don't like this thing. Go and return it."

Xu Xingzhi didn't dare to make Xu Pingsheng angry anymore, holding the sword, he limped and ran in front, Xu Pingsheng followed behind, with a sore heart in his chest, for the embarrassed Xu Xingzhi, and also for the embarrassed himself.

With such a mess, the shoes naturally failed to be bought.Xu Xingzhi went back and brushed the soiled mud shoes again and again, and wore them for a long time until he could no longer wear them.

And many years later, the pair of shoes that Xu Pingsheng had taken a fancy to appeared in front of Xu Xingzhi.

The little children's shoes are boxy, and the red cloth tiger head uses exquisite beads as eyes, looking at Xu Xingzhi vividly.That appearance is auspicious and festive, very suitable for a four-year-old child, but not suitable for Xu Xingzhi who has grown up long ago.

Xu Pingsheng took out the small shoes from the paper bag, put them back cherishedly, held them in his arms, and looked expectantly at the familiar face in front of him: "Have you ever seen a child with such big feet?"

Xu Xingzhi staggered down the steps and sat down.

Meng Chongguang was startled, hugged Xu Xingzhi's waist with one hand, and sat down with him: "...Brother, it's okay, it's okay."

Xu Pingsheng was also taken aback, and immediately squatted down.

He couldn't explain why, but when he saw the young man in front of him being sad, he also felt uncomfortable in his heart: "You..."

Xu Xingzhi opened his arms and took Xu Pingsheng into his arms.

The person in his arms was very soft all over, Xu Xingzhi felt it, he stretched out his hand tremblingly, and pulled away the square scarf he was wearing around his neck, and saw a circle of suture marks like the tooth marks of a wild animal on the back of his neck.

Xu Xingzhi refused to speak, but hugged the person in his arms tighter.

Xu Pingsheng is very disgusted with human body contact. Usually, when Thirty-four touched his hair, he would be angry for a long time, but he felt in a daze that this embrace was different from the other embrace, so he took advantage of the situation and knelt down. , hugged Xu Xingzhi's head like a brother, kissed and rubbed.

"I'm not afraid." Xu Pingsheng murmured, "I'm not afraid."

Xu Pingsheng hugged this strange young man, and in his chaotic cognition of time and space, he thought of his brother who didn't know where he was. How nice.

Thinking of this, his warmth finally found a place to rest.

He knelt down, embraced the young man's head, and stroked the young man's head.

The same blood remained in the two of them quietly and in motion, attracting them to each other, and finally formed an imperfect circle.

This failed acquaintance was unexpected by Thirty-four.Fortunately, he has a big heart and brought more than one piece of news.

When Xu Pingsheng was finally willing to let go of Xu Xingzhi, Thirty-four had already drank half a pot of tea, wiped his mouth, and said, "Xingzhi, come with me."

Meng Chongguang remembered all kinds of situations after the last [-]th visit very deeply, and naturally felt a little disgusted with him, hooked Xu Xingzhi's arm protectively, and stared at him vigilantly.

Thirty-four Danfeng eyes flashed carelessly: "You can go together. Qu Chi will go too."

During this short journey, Thirty-four has easily mistaken Qu Chi as his acquaintance.

Xu Xingzhi walked away from the sadness, raised his head and said reluctantly: "Someone needs to stay here."

"What are you staying behind?" Thirty Four said bluntly, "Just you guys..."

Meng Chongguang interrupted him: "...a dozen or so."

Thirty-four let out a yo, and looked up. Obviously, he didn't expect that such a small teahouse could hide dragons and crouching tigers to such an extent.

If he took more than a dozen people on the road, even at night, it would be unavoidable to be eye-catching.

And the place where he wants to take Xu Xingzhi and the others needs absolute secrecy and safety.

Thirty-four refused to say where to take them to meet anyone, but only said that it was a very important matter, and it was inconvenient to say it anywhere, so it was better to bring them to see.

Meng Chongguang inevitably had doubts in his heart, and whispered to Xu Xingzhi: "Senior brother, this person is very weird. Could it be that he wants to lure us to see Jiuzhideng?"

Xu Xingzhi answered neatly: "He won't."

Just at this time, a gentle voice came from above the stairs: "I'll stay."

Xu Pingsheng suddenly raised his head.

Yuan Ruzhou stood quietly on the second floor in a pitch-black cloak. The wide hood and veil covered all her bones: "I don't think Mo Dao will be able to know our whereabouts so soon."

Meng Chongguang sarcastically said: "...there is already one here who knows."

Thirty-four scratched the back of his head, and gave him a heartless smile back.

Yuan Ruzhou's temperament is quite stable, and Xu Xingzhi can feel more at ease if everyone is entrusted to her to take care of them temporarily.

Since it was agreed to set off, Xu Xingzhi and Meng Chongguang went upstairs and briefly handed over the situation to the disciples, telling them to wait here with peace of mind.

Xu Xingzhi made a special mention: "You brother Zhou can't see the sun, if you can't come back tonight, then you will come back tomorrow night. Don't worry."

While Xu Xingzhi was comforting the disciples, Xu Pingsheng swam out of the house in a daze like a ghost, not knowing what to do.

Thirty-four sat opposite Qu Chi and drank slowly, leaving half a pot of tea.

On the other side, Yuan Ruzhou returned to the private room where she lived, and when she was helping Zhou Wang who had fallen asleep on the bench to put on the coat that had slipped to the ground, she suddenly heard a small sound outside the window.

Relying on the intuition cultivated in the wilderness for many years, Yuan Ruzhou walked quickly to the window and opened the window of Ranlu.

To her surprise, the person outside the window was Xu Pingsheng.

And she didn't have time to cover it up, she had already made him see clearly the white and crystal clear skull and empty eyes under the hood.

With his toes pointing to the corner of the cornice, his hands behind his back, he stared straight at Yuan Ruzhou, one of his eyes was pitch black and the other was blue, but they were both as tender as water.

As a corpse, Xu Pingsheng has competed with himself for 13 years, and the warmth he showed all day today is far better than the sum of the past 13 years.

Yuan Ruzhou turned her face away, took two steps back, trying to avoid her old friend, but Xu Pingsheng did not approach, just stepped on the tiles on the cornice, like a boy in first love, straightening his back, After straightening the somewhat messy scarf around her neck, she said softly, "...Senior Sister Yuan."

Yuan Ruzhou was shocked suddenly.

Those Fengling disciples brought back from the land beyond Hua had also known her for many years, but after 13 years passed, they had already forgotten her voice, and they did not dare to recognize this pile of bones as Yuan Ruzhou.

While Yuan Ruzhou was surprised, the corpse in front of him smiled shyly, and put his hands behind his back in front of his body. The dew swayed in his movements, and a touch of elegant and beautiful pink and white suddenly appeared in front of Yuan Ruzhou: "Senior Sister Yuan, you Look, I picked a flower for you."

The author has something to say: the mountains have trees and the trees have branches, and the heart is happy with the king, but the king does not know it.