Marriage [Interstellar]

Lou Qing didn't go back to the front yard, but went to another guest room where the little old man lived.

Lou Qing didn't understand why Savimaso sent the little old man here before. Since he is a man-made human, naturally there is no "master-servant friendship" to speak of.

But after figuring out that the subject of Lingyou might be a certain tribe member of Savimasuo 200 years ago, Lou Qing felt that the arrival of the little old man must have a deep meaning.

The little old man is less free than Lingyou, and can only move around in his room, but his life is much richer than Lingyou's - he is cooking lunch.

When Lou Qing opened the door and entered, he saw a glass bowl on the small table, which contained some seashells, soaked in sauce.

The little old man came out of the kitchen with a plate of stir-fried vegetables, and immediately laughed happily when he saw Lou Qing.

"Oh, your highness is coming! Hey, what a big dog!"

Following the snow leopard at Lou Qing's feet: "..."

The little old man happily put the dishes on the table, then pulled out the chair and signaled Lou Qing to sit down, "His Royal Highness, sit down quickly, the meal is just finished cooking, it's all made by Savimaso, I brought these spices specially, It must taste like home! Try it, Your Highness!"

Lou Qing didn't refuse, and sat down on the chair the little old man had pulled out, but didn't move his chopsticks—his vigilance wasn't that low.

Snow Leopard stood beside Lou Qing, always on guard.

"Why don't you eat?"

The little old head looked at Lou Qing's kindness when he grew up, put a lot of seashells and green vegetables in Lou Qing's bowl, and introduced to Lou Qing, "This strange seashell is famous in Savimaso , although every family has a different recipe, but I can guarantee that the strange seashells I make are the best! Don’t your Highness like it the most?”

Lou Qing was taken aback when he heard the words. Indeed, seashells with a strange taste were a special snack of Savimaso—more than 200 years ago.Lou Qing didn't expect it to still be.

And this is indeed his favorite dish, and sometimes he would play it as a snack.

Lou Qing looked at the strange-smelling seashells in front of him, and still didn't move his chopsticks, but he opened and closed his nose a few times, smelling a cold, hot and sour aroma.

This burst of fragrance is like a key, unlocking Lou Qing's dusty memories for many years.

Before his eyes, there was Savimaso from more than 200 years ago, the little old man in his family who was also dry, the old housekeeper who was about the same size as the little old man in front of him, and his brothers, sisters, neighbors...

Even after a hundred years of gap, the breath of homeland can still easily hit Lou Qing's tear glands.

Lou Qing took a deep breath, suppressing the soreness at the tip of his nose, and then picked up the chopsticks and fiddled with them twice symbolically.

Lemon slices, grass leaves, bitter herbs...

Lou Qing's chopsticks stopped suddenly, and he took out a dried fruit-like translucent thing from inside, and asked the little old man, "What is this?"

When the little old man saw it, he immediately puffed up his chest proudly, "It's the lotus fruit!"

Lou Qing's fingers trembled slightly, and the object caught by the tip of the chopsticks fell back into the bowl.

The little old man continued: "This is something that can only grow in a dry well. Although it is dark and musty when it grows, but after it is cooked and dried, it is fragrant and spicy when mixed with lemon juice. , is my original secret recipe!"

More than 200 years ago, Savimaso was near the sea, but there were no fresh water resources in the country.Lou Qing's father was fed up with the anger of the neighboring country, and decided to dig a freshwater well by himself.It's a pity that due to the limitations of geographical location and technology, Lou Qing's father struggled for several months, but only got a dry well.

The little old man in his family refused to admit that he was wrong, took care of the dry well every day, and then found the smelly and ugly fruit in the dry well, and had to tell him that it was a treasure by accident-trick him and his brother to eat it raw After a day of diarrhea, the little old man in his family was still stubborn, and finally he tricked him into cooking and drying the recipe, showing off like a treasure, and said that he would treat this recipe as their state secret.

All kinds of past events clearly emerged one by one, those details that were thought to have been forgotten were replayed, and then the "coincidence" of the present collided together, giving rise to a guess that made Lou Qing feel cold all over.

"You said, this is your original secret recipe?"

Lou Qing's voice changed a bit, Snow Leopard followed the prestige and rubbed his head against Lou Qing's leg—are you all right?

Lou Qing just looked down at Snow Leopard hastily, stretched out his hand and rubbed it randomly twice, then looked at the little old man.

The little old man was very proud: "I created it originally, isn't it amazing? Your Highness, please keep it a secret. There are only a few clumps of lotus fruit growing in that dry well, and it bears a season of fruit a year. We have to save some for ourselves." If you eat it, it will be gone if people know about it!"

Lou Qing then asked: "Where is the dry well?"

The little old man: "It's the well on the square outside the palace. I took you to pick it, did you forget? Every year when I go to pick it, I was laughed at by the people, hehe, how do they know~ They know that well There is no water in it, and I am afraid that the child will fall, so I usually cover it with a straw mat, and no one except our palace knows that there are fruits there~"

Lou Qing sat there stiffly without speaking.Snow Leopard also suddenly understood the reason for Lou Qing's strangeness—except for a three-story statue fountain in Savimaso's palace square, the rest of the place was made of flat handmade bricks. Where did the dry well come from?

Seeing Lou Qing's reaction, Snow Leopard could only think of one answer - that well was a real well that existed more than 200 years ago.

If so, who is this little old man?What is the purpose of Savimaso sending him here?

Snow Leopard sharpened his paws anxiously, he really wanted Lou Qing to leave immediately.But his claws were about to wear out the floor tiles, and Lou Qing didn't even look down at him.

All Lou Qing's attention was on the little old man, he seemed to have made a lot of determination, and it took a lot of effort to ask: "What's your name?"

"name?"

The little old man was taken aback for a moment, as if surprised why he was asked this question, but then his expression became confused, "My name? Hey, let me think about it..."

The little old man fell into silence, but his face became more and more ugly. He rubbed his fingers anxiously and scratched the top of his head, which was not thick: "Oh, why can't I remember it for a while, I'm getting old... "

Lou Qing didn't force him to continue thinking, but changed the question: "Is there anyone else in your family?"

The little old man remembered it clearly: "Yes, I have two sons, both of whom are very handsome. My elder brother loves to eat this strange seashell I made. It is his favorite food, but he is greedy. My younger brother also Smart, went to a good school in the league..."

The little old man fell silent as he spoke, like a paused tape that was suddenly pressed by someone. He paused here and then rewinded the tape: "Brother is a good boy, he is sweet and well-behaved. Hey, I don't know when he will come back." Woolen cloth."

Lou Qing's fingertips were trembling. He clenched his hands into fists, stared at the little old man's face, and asked, "What's their name?"

"Name..."

The little old man seems to be particularly bad at memorizing names, or Lou Qing asked two questions in a row that he couldn't figure out the answer to, which confused the little old man's memory, leaving only fragmented words in his mouth, like A patient with dementia spoke to himself.

"Old and old, the little bastard is disobedient and won't come back. Why is our house a village? Hey, eat it, Your Highness. This is your favorite food, or you will eat it all for your brother! The little bastard hasn't sent it yet this year." photo, beat him with a rattan cane..."

Lou Qing's eyes were red, and there was a thin layer of tears in his eyes, but he refused to fall.

He didn't believe it.

He couldn't believe it.

"Your Highness."

At this time, Wu Lan suddenly came in from the door.

She came to ask Lou Qing to have lunch, but as soon as she came in, she saw Lou Qing's expression and was shocked: "What's wrong with you, Your Highness? Did this old guy do something—"

"Woolan!"

Lou Qing scolded and cut off the end of Wu Lan's voice.

Wu Lan trembled in fright, and looked over pitifully.

Lou Qing worked hard to calm down, blinked away the wetness in his eyes, and said, "Bring Ling You here for me."

Wu Lan responded in a low voice, and ran out to ask the guards to help guide them.

The three guards led Ling You into the little old man's room. Ling You still had an expression of ease at first—he felt that Lou Qing had figured it out and decided to agree to his conditions.But when he entered the door and saw the little old man on the dining table, he was stunned.

"Hold!"

Two seconds later, Ling You gritted his teeth viciously and cursed, "A dog is better than an old thing."

The little old man was very happy to see him, and immediately jumped off his chair and ran over to greet Ling You graciously.

"My lord, you are back! Just right, I soaked your favorite strange-flavored seashells, just right, you see His Highness is here, your favorite food!"

Ling You rolled his eyes: "It's always like this, is it annoying?"

The little old man immediately lowered his face when he heard the words, and lost his temper: "Why are you being rude again? Didn't you say that the school is good? Why don't you teach this? Then I taught you too, be polite, come and talk to Your Highness Say hello, let's eat sea shells."

"Tsk."

Ling You seemed to have no other choice with the little old man talking to himself, so he clicked his tongue and ignored the little old man.

The little old man has long been used to his attitude, and he just snorted angrily when he saw it, walked back to the dining table and pushed the whole bowl of strange-flavored seashells in front of Lou Qing: "I'll eat them all for you, your brother hasn't been doing it lately." Be obedient, don't give him a single one!"

Lou Qing still didn't move his chopsticks, but he answered the little old man's words: "I'll eat later."

His voice was choked so badly, the little old man noticed it, and looked over with confused eyes.

Lou Qing had already stood up, walked up to Lingyou, looked into Lingyou's eyes, and said a name: "Lou Ping."

Ling You's pupils narrowed sharply, and then he twitched the corners of his mouth, "So sure?"

Lou Qing: "People's consciousness has a time limit, but if the consciousness of the false king connected to the golden sea can last for a long time. The false king took away a drop of my blood, which is not enough for...his consciousness to exist That long. Unless there is enough blood connection."

Ling You naturally understood who he was talking about.

Ling You seemed to have just learned about the relationship between blood relationship and consciousness, and then suddenly said: "So that's the case. No wonder——"

boom!

Lou Qing punched Ling You hard on the cheekbone. This punch was so powerful that Ling You fell to the ground defenselessly.

The skin on Lou Qing's finger bones also cracked, and a few pieces of mottled golden crystals fell down.

"Hey Hey hey."

Lingyou wanted to get up, but his ankle was stepped on by the guards behind him, so he could only kneel on the ground.

There were bloodstains on the corner of his mouth, and the fierceness in his eyes was like a tiger, but his expression was smiling: "You hit the wrong person."

Lou Qing didn't speak, turned and walked outside.

The little old man chased after him and shouted: "Oh, is Your Highness not eating?"

Lou Qing's footsteps stopped, but he didn't dare to turn his head back. After a few seconds, he said in a hoarse voice: "Well, I have something to go first. You live here well, if you need anything, ask the person outside the door. gone."

The little old man nodded slowly: "Hey, okay."

Lou Qing took another deep breath and strode out of the backyard.

The author has something to say: The role of Lingyou should not be roughly defined by good or bad.

Accompanied by the subconsciousness of the subject, Lingyou was stripped of part of the memory by the subject, and the subconsciousness left behind will be stronger.My understanding is that he is the embodiment of the subject's selfishness and greed. It is true that he is gentle and sunny, and it is true that he is friendly to the people around him, but it is also true that he wants to dominate by any means and wants to kill the insect king to gain power. of.

So let's see how you understand it.

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Good night! OVO