After being dismantled cp

The back kitchen of the small shop is also very small.

Empty and dusty.

A chicken is tied up in the corner.A small bag of rice.

Bai frowned, "It's so simple, how can the master be so rich and precious?"

He rummaged around.

Nothing was found but a rickety plank torn down.

I had no choice but to make a simple meal.I have wronged the master.

Take out the paper and put cinnabar on it, and stick it on the stove. In an instant, the oily and dusty table is as clean as new.But only for an hour.

The other sheets of paper turned into oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, also only for one hour.But it can be guaranteed that He Chen will have a taste when he eats it.

Put the chicken into hot water, remove the hair, and let the blood out.Cut into sections.The leftovers are removed.

Bai treated the chicken in the pot with a serious face.

Set aside to steam rice.

The aroma began to spread in the closed kitchen.

The old man under the counter smelled it and wiped the drool from his mouth.

The flickering of the candlelight in the lantern at the door became more intense.

There were whispers and strange laughter in the dark and empty lobby.If there is nothing, it seems that there are mice crawling, accompanied by the sound of the fox.

The old man fumbled out from behind the counter, took a handful of candles and lit the tables one by one.

"Guest officials, pay attention, there is a powerful guest here today, so don't offend him." The old man said.

His mouth became a little sharper.

Bai came out of the room with a tray.A strong fragrance swept the entire hall at once.

The thin whispers fell silent.

It seems that one can imagine a group of "people" looking at the plate in Bai's hands and swallowing their saliva.

Bai frowned, and quickly pulled out the knife.

He couldn't let these filthy smells contaminate the food he carefully prepared for his master.

A strong evil spirit rushed up, and in an instant, the store clearly felt much emptier.

They all ran away.

Bai puts the knife back into its sheath.Go upstairs with the tray.

After his breath disappeared, the candlelight in the lantern at the door began to flicker slightly again.

Elongated and distorted ghosts on the ground were reflected.

The empty lobby was full again.

The pale candles on the table were burning slowly.

"Master, please use it."

He Chen sat on the table, and Bai habitually knelt by his lap.

He Chen looked at the clean but simple floor and frowned.

"Get up and sit down."

Bai raised his head unexpectedly, his eyes sparkling.Like falling stars.

"Yes, Master."

Are you so happy just to have him on the table?

The corners of He Chen's mouth curled up slightly.

"Let's eat together," he said.

Bai stayed with him all the time and didn't eat dinner.

"Master." Little stars appeared in the white eyes.

cute.

He Chen waved domineeringly, "I allow you to eat together."

"Master." Bai consciously moved a chair and sat beside He Chen.

"I'll help you pick up the food." He took the bowl and chopsticks from He Chen's hand.He picked up a chopstick and fed it to He Chen's lips.

A pair of eyes looked at He Chen expectantly.

For some reason, He Chen felt weird and uncomfortable.

"What do you see me doing? Eat yours." He Chen avoided the chopsticks and wanted to take the bowl.

But Bai held the bowl firmly.

"Master, let Bai serve you." His black eyes were a little aggrieved. "Does the master despise Bai?"

Can He Chen say no? It feels like his own shadow guard is about to cry.

"A clingy puppy." He said helplessly, opening his mouth to bite the chopsticks.

There was a light in the dark white eyes.

What a puppy, he admires me so much.

He reached out and touched the top of the white hair.

Much like a puppy he raised when he was young, who also looked at him with such shiny and wet eyes, but unfortunately, that puppy was eaten by a ghost.

Those who are close to me will never end well.I am an evil dragon, bearing a cursed and crazy fate.

The black memory slowly spread out.

"The queen is born. It's a prince." The eunuch's shrill voice pierced through.

"Get out! Monster! Get out of here! Take that monster! That's not my child!" The man in the dragon robe threw a jade bottle with disheveled hair.

like a lunatic.

His eyes were red, and his face was obviously young and handsome, but it looked old and crazy.

His face was full of nervous fear, and he looked very pitiful.

The pale-faced eunuch approached with the baby in his arms, with a weird smile, black eye sockets, blood-like blush, and lip balm.

"Your Majesty, let's take a look." He approached.

Behind the screen at the back, lay a porcelain doll whose stomach had been disembowelled in the future, with an oval face, almond eyes and willow eyebrows.

A pool of cinnabar oozes from the opening in the abdomen.

The well-carved smiling face is extremely weird.

Her eyes rolled.

"Your Majesty, why don't you take a look at the concubine's child? You said that you love your concubine for the rest of your life, have you forgotten?"

The man in the dragon robe behind the screen was suddenly irritated when he heard this, grabbed the child in the eunuch's arms and threw him to the ground.

"This is not my child. Return the splendor to me! Ghosts! You are all ghosts!" He lifted the child up, and met his eyes full of panic.

"Like, Jinxiu." He said foolishly.Cloudy tears remained in the eyes.

The eunuch on the side smiled and watched his crazy movements.

"Your Majesty, this is your prince. He will become the next emperor in the future. Do you look like you?"

The emperor saw his madness in the child's dark pupils.

Just like when he looked at his crazy father when he was young.

What's so good about the emperor, why, you have to be like me!

He threw the child to the ground.

A black figure suddenly appeared from the shadows and caught the child.

"One." The emperor was angry, "give him to me!"

"Your Majesty, you will regret it when you wake up." He knelt on the ground holding the baby.

The emperor kicked him on the back.

"Give him to me! He shouldn't be alive!" His eyes were tearing apart.

The eunuch beside him smiled quietly.

When standing still, it looks like a real paper man.That grinning mouth, false hand-painted facial features.

It should be placed in front of the mausoleum, not in the palace.

Even the unlit palace itself is gloomy like a large tomb.

"Why are you still alive?" The young emperor raised his head and shed tears of blood.

The face of the eunuch on the side suddenly changed, becoming distorted and greedy.It's just that the corners of his mouth are still smiling exaggeratedly, his face is paler, and his mouth is more bright red.

It couldn't help making the rattling sound of paper flaps, and rushed towards the emperor.

The flesh and blood of the evil dragon is what the evil and greedy in the dark want to get, the supreme delicacy, the tonic.

Behind the screen, a blood-stained porcelain woman also climbed out, with saliva dripping from the corner of her smiling lips.

The knife is as good as practice.

Holding the little prince in one hand, and a knife in the other, the evil knife has been passed down to this day and has killed countless ghosts and monsters, and it has also been stained with many human blood.As soon as the fierce and evil energy accumulated in it came out of the scabbard, it cut the spirit bodies of those evil things like an invisible blade.

Killed the eunuch with a single swing of the knife.

He looked at the woman on the ground.

"Your Majesty," he said.

It's time to make a decision.

The emperor looked at the porcelain woman, with blood and tears streaming down his eyes.

Countless emperors have gone mad in this tomb-like palace. He has seen his father's miserable situation since he was a child, and he knows that there is nothing around him that can be trusted.

They are all ghosts!

After turning off the lights at night, I would stand outside the window lattice and look in with a painted smiling face.

It was like being soaked in ice water all over, fear and panic.

The weird smiling faces and the eyes watching in the dark grew up with him.

He became just like his father, manic and crazy.

Just like generations of emperors.

This is an inescapable curse.

Knowing a chance, he went out of the palace and met a girl.She is willing to enter the palace with him and spend time with him.

"It's not so scary when two people are together," she said.

As a result, the only credible person gradually became more and more strange. At night, he woke up to find her sitting on the edge of the bed with a fake smile like a painting.

Then she turned into a smiling china doll.

She was pregnant with a child, and her belly was getting bigger every day.

But the emperor was terrified.

But thinking that it might be Jinxiu's child, he couldn't be cruel.

Now, look at the ghost lying on the ground, slobbering from its gaping mouth.

"One. Let's do it." He turned his back.

There was the sound of a knife cutting through flesh behind him.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty! Look at my concubine!"

A mournful howl sounded, and it took a long time to dissipate in the room.

"Take him away. I don't want to see him." The emperor waved his sleeves and left.

He walked out with the prince in his arms.

A eunuch stood at the door with his neck stretched out. "The reincarnation of the dragon, no matter how far he goes, he will return to the palace."

"There is no escape."

One cut off his head.

Not a word.

From birth to now, the little prince has watched all this with his black eyes open without making a sound.

He is the son of the dragon, and he also crawled out of the ghost doll's belly.

Even when he was just born, there seemed to be light of thinking and wisdom in his eyes.

"My child should be called Chen. The curse of the throne. The curse of this palace. The fate that the dragon cannot escape."

The emperor said so occasionally when he was insane.

Looking at the child, the cold man squeezed out a stiff smile, "He, Chen."

It is His Majesty's child.

All the officials stood up in the main hall.

At the forefront is Li Wendao, a hale and hearty old man.The chubby and round old man Yusigu.

The crazy emperor with disheveled hair came out from behind, and all the officials looked at him without saying a word.

A dead silence.

Like a group of monsters looking at food that inadvertently broke into their midst.

"Your Majesty, has the Queen given birth?" Li Wendao said with a smile.

The emperor's bloodshot eyes froze on his face.

He directly drew out his sword and stabbed at Li Wendao.

"Your Majesty is ill again." Li Wendao sighed.

Two eunuchs rushed out of nowhere.One left and one right took the emperor away.

From beginning to end his madness was nothing more than a farce.

A madman's self-enacted tragedy.

It has been staged generation after generation in this resplendent palace, and no one cares.

The little prince was born miraculous and could speak from birth.

When he was one year old, the emperor took him back to the palace to teach him.

It was impossible to tell at this point whether he had gone completely mad or briefly lucid.

In the dead palace, finally lost the last bit of vitality, dead and numb.Only the last breath hangs his life.

Dark palace, crazy father.There were pale and strange smiling faces in the darkness.

Composed of He Chen's childhood.

When he was eight years old.

The leader of the dark guard at that time brought back a little boy.

"He will be the new one from now on."

"Call master!" the old guard said to the boy.

The thin boy has a pair of cold and cruel eyes like a wolf.

From the first meeting, He Chen knew that this guy should be the wolf king who ran in the grassland and howled at the moon.

But the more this happened, the more his desire to conquer was aroused.

Make him a dog of his own.