naive rivers and lakes

When I was young, when I read a lot of story books, I once thought that my father took over the mountain to become king in order to rebel, but he was too lazy, so I easily dispelled this idea, just like at this moment, Blossoming Flower Palace The Lord leaned on me like a boneless one, blindfolded and pretended to be weak, there was a chair beside him but he didn’t sit on it, my father glanced at him in disgust, kicked it directly, and said viciously: “You two bastards! , Get out of here."

He glanced at me from the corner of his eye, squinted his slender eyes, and I pulled up Huafan who was staggering, and grabbed the person's wrist, ready to go, but Huafan didn't know whether it was real weakness or fake weakness, so he ran for two I started panting as soon as I took a step, I threw the person on my back, climbed over the wall and left, lest I bumped into Bai Qinglian head-on and had to explain to others, I don't know what kind of rhetoric my sister used to deceive him, it would be all right if something went wrong, That girl Tianqing is very troublesome.

I was worried, but Palace Master Huafanhua was very loose, with cold fingers strangling my neck, this gesture of life being in the hands of others - it just made me have the urge to lower my head and bite his fingers, nothing Affection lingering = lingering sentimentality, the bamboo leaves held between his fingers slid past with the movement of his fingers, I shook my shoulders, tossed the heavy person on my body, and said in disgust: "Don't make trouble, I will What kind of herbs did Dad ask me to find for you?"

He whispered the leaf sandalwood grass, and the sound of breathing rubbed against his ears, which made people irritated. I frowned, only regretting that I hadn't pulled out the damn grass.

There is a cave in the back mountain. My father hid herbs, jewelry, and money in it. He also planted a plant of sandalwood. For a year, it needs to be watered with human blood every other month. It is an excellent herbal medicine, but it is a pity that the seeds are hard to find, and it is extremely difficult to survive.

My father told me the reason why leaf sandalwood is difficult to survive——leaf sandalwood, which has excellent detoxification effect, must be watered with human blood, born on corrupted flesh and blood, grown in darkness, and must drink human blood every month, Non-human blood cannot survive.

The terrible thing is that he raised two sandalwood trees.

I met once before my 16th birthday. I didn’t expect that the purple plant was leaf sandalwood. My father pointed to me with the Ye Mingzhu, and asked me to remember how to open the door. After explaining clearly, he took my collar and walked away. He went out and told me that it was sandalwood leaf after seeing the light. He said that after his death, these things belonged to me and my sister Tianqing.

He explained it as indifferently as he said what to eat today, and he drove me down the mountain on my birthday the next day.

"He said he wants you to keep one plant. If you don't keep it, it's fine, that is, you will be chased and killed by your senior brother and the whole Bai family back to heaven." Hua Fan smiled softly, and I knew it was Leave it to Bai Jiangqing because of my senior brother?No, it's unlikely, the leaf sandalwood needs to be raised for more than ten years, and my father still has a limit to his predictions, which is not what he should do.

What if I should have told him so?This idea suddenly popped into my mind. I had seen Ying Rushi when I was young. He spoke with a weather-beaten voice, piercing through the curling smoke and entering his ears. It was like a god’s indifferent sentence. The voice was the same. At that time, Yingru I saw was a woman in her 20s. I hadn't seen her for many years, but she seemed to be rejuvenated, looking younger.

"How did you find Yingrushi?" I asked Huafan.

"Of course she came to look for me. No one in this world can find her." Hua Fan said lightly, rubbing my head, and said: "She is dying, you should let the old man go, what is the child thinking? so many."

"Where is Yingrushi now?" I asked, determined to disturb people's peace.

"Huajing Palace, it would be even worse to disturb people." Hua Fan curled her fingers and tapped my shoulder with a little force, and it hurt a little.

I didn't make a sound, thinking about these messy things gave me a headache. At this time, I really need my sister-in-law Bai Jiangqing who is full of calculations. I can't learn Bai Jiangqing's calculation methods even after 100 years.

Only such a person can trap my flirtatious senior brother. Now I am a little curious, what kind of person Hua Jing is, and how ruthless he should be to trap my uncle Tian Ruoshui If he decides to kill the person he loves with his own hands, he is indeed a ruthless person.

It didn't take long to arrive at the cave. I wanted to put down the person on my back. When I knelt down, Hua Fan was still rubbing my neck, as if thinking about where to start, but he didn't make a move. I bowed my head and went to Walking in, Hua Fan tore off the blindfold, grabbed my hand, frankly pretended to be weak, and said hypocritically: "It may be dangerous inside, I'm a sick person, you have to protect me."

"It's fine if you don't look at the old relationship, but you are still wary of a patient, you are really ruthless, naive."

"Is there any old friendship between you and me? Are you saying that you, together with my father, lied to me?" I suppressed my anger and said coldly, raising my eyelids to glance at others, He sneered.

This is too ridiculous. What I hate the most is being deceived by people as a child, knowing nothing. I was deeply involved in it, thinking that I knew everything and was omnipotent, but I was a veritable frog at the bottom of a well. People who don't know are treacherous and unpredictable.

Hua Fan blinked, with an innocence on his face, and said happily: "One day, one day, one hundred days of kindness——" He dragged the end of his voice lazily, and looked at me jokingly.

I haven't pulled out Fusheng yet, the man coughed violently, took out the veil to cover his face, and coughed so loudly, I folded my arms and watched coldly, and said coolly: "Flowers bloom Palace Master, please don't..." In the middle of speaking, Yin Hong's blood pierced through the square white veil and hit the half-yellow leaves with a clear and loud slap, like a slap in the face. I was speechless, and looked at him calmly.

"Okay, okay...cough cough..." He casually took my sleeve to dry the blood dripping from his fingers, pushed me, and said lazily with a hoarse voice, "Let's go, do you want me to die sooner?" ? Are you still going to get the medicine?"

"What if I want to?" I asked him, looking into his eyes stubbornly, not wanting to miss the slightest change on his face.

"Then you do it." He smiled indulgently, the adult looked at the child's wanton indulgence, his lips turned pale and his face became even paler, he opened his arms to me, as if to ask for a hug, squinting bloody With a careless smile in his eyes, he smiled into a monster, and said with a weak voice, "I'm waiting for you to draw your sword, naive."

He smiled so confidently that I just wanted to draw my sword.

Why does he think I can't draw a knife?Why are you talking about life and death so lightly?

There was still blood on his lips, Xueman slid out, I played with this sharp weapon, and walked towards the person, Xueman swirled into flowers between my fingers, the blade grazed and cut off a strand of white hair, Hua Fan looked at me with a smile, it was the eyes that confirmed that I would not do anything, I pinched the man's head to death, and bit him as if being bewitched, his lips were too pale, they really should be stained with blood.

The cinnabar red and blood color are more suitable for this person, and that Bo Qing is too weak and does not match him at all.

I really should have killed him.

Huafan patted me on the back, once and again, as if I were a frightened child, I bullied me and obeyed the tyrannical thoughts in my heart, Huafan was really powerless, panting slightly, and pushed I said brokenly: "Hiss—it hurts—don't bite—" I moved away slightly, seeing his frown, and bullying him again. On the tip of the oppressive tongue.

"I really want to kill you." I let go of the hand holding the man's head, and I can bite the man's neck as long as I lower my head a little. The blue and blue blood vessels are very obvious under the white skin. He raised his hand to wipe his lips , Knocked my head with my backhand, tilted my head and blamed softly: "You are a dog, do you want to bite me to death? I am an old man, you should take pity on me, young man."

I didn't speak, turned around to look at the narrow hole, walked in, Huafan took the initiative to clasp my wrist, his fingers were colder than usual, like cold jade, he used a lot of force, and only said that I will never won't let go.

What kind of mess is this? I shook my head, trying to throw these things out. There was still a smell of blood in my mouth. I kissed it passionately, with the same passionate and anxious killing intent in my heart. At that moment, I finally understood Huajing. Why did Tian Ruoshui kill him with his own hands?

He loves too much, and he is reluctant to kill the one he loves.

Heaven's evil and nine laws are constantly eroding people's hearts, fueling the killing intent in people's hearts, and desires fueling the killing intent in people's hearts. So far, I can't sever the family relationship, so--I choose Tonghuafan to make a break, and I have been suppressing it The internal strength increases when the state of mind breaks through, and the backlash comes so fast, I can only be careful, lest I suffer the backlash, either kill Huafan, or use all my skills.

My fake father and real uncle may not understand, he has deliberately put on a mean and cold-blooded posture since I was young, and only hoped that I would feel better later, but I still failed to do what he wanted, even if the memory was tampered with, but When I dream back at midnight, I can always dream of the old time, with my father's warm embrace, Tianqing's hand grasping me, and my mother's soft Wu Yin.

And the fake father Tian Ruoshui made me cry on purpose and made me laugh in a hurry. When he got tired of teasing, he caught the orange cat and put it next to me, and was scolded by Mrs. Zhao by the collar.

Tianqing is remembered with the talent of photographic memory, but I probably because of nostalgia.

It was very dark to walk in at first. After walking through gravel and dry branches, and avoiding insects, snakes and scorpions and other poisons, I groped the stone wall and pressed down one place. My feet were empty, and I fell down.

There is another floor below, the mermaid candles are shining with a dim yellow light, the entrance of the cave is dim, and I am still not used to seeing the light suddenly, I squinted my eyes and knelt down, lifted the wooden boards on the ground, and there were still stone boards, bluestone boards, and a layer of stone boards underneath. Herbal medicine to prevent poisonous snakes, insects and ants from entering. I looked at the gossip array recessed in the gray and white stone slab, and twisted the beads of different colors everywhere. After a snap, the stone wall two meters to the left opened spontaneously, and the night pearls shone Faint cold light.

"Let's go." I said, Huafan didn't move, leaned lazily on my shoulder, panting lowly, cold sweat seeped from my shoulders, I frowned, I only felt that there were too many tricks in it, and I would have to find the old man to settle the score when I went back.

How many things do you two want to deceive me?