The seventh rule of the male god

Nian Shui travels in the clouds, stays late and stays in the brigade, and the gulls are with the herons, and they return to make appointments.

The room is full of condensed dust and light, where there is no heart, the joy is the thinnest.

When will it be, fishing for hats and plowing coir raindrops, watching the joy of heaven and earth.

The name "Shuisu" was given to me after I was ten years old. Before I was ten years old, I didn't have a name. I didn't know who I was, where I came from, and where I was going.

That day I had a dream, dreaming that a long time ago, as if separated by half a lifetime, I saw my young self stepping on the land of Tianhua Mountain.

Since I can remember, I have no father or mother, barely living.

Sometimes I rely on begging, sometimes I rely on charity, and sometimes I make some money by doing small things.

When I was young, because of my beautiful face, I was worried about villains, so I smeared my face with mud to cover it.

I will grab food with the same little beggars, often because I am a girl and not as strong as I can't grab.

Once I met an old lady who thought we were poor beggars and she had no companions, so she wanted to adopt one.

I cleaned myself up, washed the dirt off my face, and looked at the old woman.

Maybe it's because I'm good-looking, the old lady looked at me, and stretched out her hand to call me over. I was about to take a step, when the little boy who always snatched my food suddenly ran out behind me.

He went up and hugged the old woman's hand, smiled very flatteringly and cutely, and said with a smile, thank you for taking care of the old woman.

The old woman hesitated for a moment, looked at me, then at the boy, she thought it was all right, she nodded and turned to leave.

The boy turned to look at me, blinked triumphantly, turned and followed the old woman.

While walking, I said thank you grandma, grandma is so kind.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the old lady is planning to take me in.

I think a lot, think of the hunger, cold, pain, punches and kicks every day.

I suddenly caught up and begged the old lady to take me in. The old woman still hesitated, looked at the boy, and then at me again, trying to change her mind.

The boy was a little scared, and suddenly rushed towards me. There was a big rock next to me. I fell on it unexpectedly, with a wound on my head, which was full of blood.

The boy waved his hands, and weepingly told the old woman that he didn't do it on purpose, but I could clearly see the joy and contempt in his eyes.

The old woman took a look at me, comforted the boy, and led the boy away.

Looking at their backs, I suddenly felt hatred in my heart.

Hate myself, hate the boy, hate the old lady, hate my parents, hate everyone.

I'm alive, but I feel like I'm dead.

But it's always like that, just to live, because life itself is so fascinating.

And to live is itself a belief.

In the next few days, I dragged my injury to beg, and got more money than before, so I reluctantly bought some medicine, and I went to pick some herbs myself, and the injury was probably cured.

In those few days, that boy would always come over, he was wearing clean clothes, his whole body was clean, his hair was no longer messy, and he watched from the sidelines, and when I got the medicine, he ran over and kicked me away.

I watched coldly, picked up the medicine and continued to move, and the boy continued to kick away, and so on.

In the end, he felt bored, so he waved his hand and left. I was holding a tattered medicine bowl. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the back of the old lady leaving.

Sure enough, within a few days, the boy returned to the small dilapidated temple where we little beggars lived together.

His life began to become very difficult, because during the period when he was adopted by the old woman, he often came to laugh at other little beggars, and now no one can tolerate him.

I was kind to him, so he thought I was a good person and didn't take any precautions against me, so he was crushed to death silently by a big stone the next day.

I looked at his body and sneered.

Yes, I'm a good guy, so wouldn't it be nice to end your life early?

When I met the leader, the sun was unexpectedly good.

That day, I leaned on the street corner and ate the remaining half of the steamed bread from the inn, and saw a beautiful little girl walking out of the inn.

She was wearing a white skirt, and the bottom of the skirt was intricately knotted with ink-colored threads, woven into an ink-colored skylark. The girl's face was like a jade carving, with a childish mouth, but her eyes were scarlet indifference.

I was fascinated to think, what a special girl, she is different from the one I saw before.

I looked at myself, my dress was covered with mud and oil, it was still the cleanest piece of clothing I had, and I suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

The beautiful girl saw me and walked towards me, followed by a big brother in black, with a blank face, as if he had no soul.

I was suddenly very nervous, and for no apparent reason, I threw away the unfinished steamed bread, which was the best thing I could eat in a few days.

I stood up quickly, clasped my hands together nervously, and lowered my head in bewilderment, looking at my bare black feet.

A pair of snow-white boots suddenly appeared in my sight, clean and spotless, without any dust. In contrast, I felt a sense of embarrassment and panic in my heart.

The girl said, come with me.

I froze and nodded foolishly.

This is the beginning of my life.

The big brother in black picked me up, and I lowered my head to the ground, sneaking a look at the girl's cheek.

I heard the big brother call the girl the young master.

The girl's face is really beautiful, but she is always expressionless and cold.

Tianhua Mountain, Demon Sect, I am willing to walk step by step towards my life.

I started being trained, with many boys and girls my age.

I don't know if I have entered heaven or hell, every day is endless mourning.

Every time when I am about to give up, I always think of the black skylark on the hem of the girl's clothes, like playing, more like killing.

It wasn't until the end of the training that I realized that the girl was a boy, the young master of the Demon Cult, and my leader.

He was icy, as if his eyes were covered with ice and snow. When looking at people, his eyes were like frost.

I never saw him smile.

The old leader was poisoned by Shangguanhai when the leader was ten years old, and he passed away soon after.

At that time, I saw the teacher's room lit up all night, and I stood quietly by his window all night.

The next day, the leader started laughing, and it was scarier when he laughed than when he didn't.

I watched him grow up a little bit, change a little bit, get rid of that cold and pure self, there is a layer of shackles on his body, a little bit of restraint and then become stronger.

I deliberately forgot a lot. I only remember the blood of killing and being killed during the few days when the leader was in a stable position, and the very childish and cruel smile on the corner of the leader's mouth.

Later, the leader gave me a name, Shuisu, which was taken from a poem. I couldn't read, let alone write these two characters, so I frantically started to learn to read.

Time flies, I always stand behind the leader, looking at his white or black back, I don't expect anything extravagantly.

Because of this, it is actually quite enough.

Another change of the leader is the return after half a year of sudden disappearance.

He would suddenly look at something and then be stunned for no reason, would suddenly look in a direction in a daze, and his handwriting would change slightly.

But these changes, even the leader himself doesn't know why, and I don't even know the reason.

Later, the leader went to Lecheng.

A few months later, I found the leader in the leader's mansion, and I found that there was a touch of humanity in his eyebrows and eyes.

This is something neither Bai Luoxi nor Jing Yu can do.

Back to the Devil's Cult, his changes are getting bigger and bigger, in fact, they are only subtle, but to me, he is my whole world, and every little bit is earth-shattering.

I know that he is already tempted, not for me.

But it's okay, I know I love him just fine.

I love it.

During the Tianhua Mountain battle, I saw the person the leader liked, dressed in white and with black hair, as if he had been exiled from a god.

The leader must not know that he looks at that person just as I look at him.

At the last moment of death, I begged that person to save the leader's life. I don't know who that person is, but the person who can make the leader's heart move must not be an ordinary person.

I didn't feel relieved until the man agreed.

At the last moment, in the haze, I seemed to see the little girl walking out of the inn.

He was wearing a white dress with black larks trimmed on the hem.

The sun fell, and I was in a trance.

Originally born——

Nian Shui Xingyunsu, quietly watching the world and joy.

May the second son of Shen be able to fight chickens and run dogs for a lifetime in the next life