Sha Po Lang

Chang Geng stood on tiptoe with difficulty, looked over the crowd, and shouted: "Sixteen!"

No one agreed, and the crowd chasing the giant kite began to rush over on a large scale, some cheered, some called "Come on", and some angrily shouted "Stop crowding".

Chang Geng was bumped several times, and the fire was even bigger, he roared with smoke from his seven orifices: "Father!"

Crowds of people kept rushing along the underground river, Chang Geng was looking for someone, while standing against the current with difficulty, he was soon squeezed out by the crowd of people, and the feeling of being shocked by the giant kite just now was gone. For such a adoptive father, I don't know how many years of life he will lose.

Chang Geng thought angrily in his heart: "Shen Shiliu is full, what's wrong with such a hot day, he has to run out to see people!"

At this moment, someone not far away shouted sharply: "Stop squeezing, someone has fallen!"

While looking left and right, Chang Geng involuntarily glanced in the direction where the scream came from.

The crowd by the river became chaotic on a small scale.

"My mother, why did this really fall!"

"Go over there and find the military master on duty!"

"Give way! Make way! I can't get out, so..."

Just as Chang Geng wanted to make way for the people who were desperately squeezing out, he vaguely heard someone say: "Master Sixteen, be careful!"

Chang Geng was shocked, suspecting that his nerves were too tense, he hurriedly stepped forward, and reached out to grab a person who squeezed out from the river: "Who fell? It couldn't be Shen Shiliu, right?"

The man didn't know whether he heard what Chang Geng asked clearly, and nodded indiscriminately: "It seems to be—let me go out first."

There was a "buzz" in Chang Geng's head. In the scalding heat wave scorched by the giant kite, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back untimely. He took a deep breath and squeezed into the river against the flow of people without touching the ground. After staggering a few steps, he grasped the railing and stood firm.

He anxiously looked down and saw a person struggling in the water.

The surface of the underground underground river was six or seven feet high from the ground, and the bottom could not be seen at a glance. There was a deep chill, and large white waves cut by. , I can't see who it is at all.

Chang Geng took off his coat: "Give way, please make way!"

Someone nearby shouted: "You can't just go down, get a rope for that boy!"

I don't know who hurriedly stuffed a rope into Chang Geng's hand, Chang Geng caught it, looked up at the giant kite who was almost close at hand, and jumped down without hesitation.

"Tighten up! Hurry up, Hurry up, people will be washed away when the giant kite comes!"

The dark river was slammed into a row of waves as high as a person by the giant kite that was about to slide over. Just as Chang Geng got out of the water, he was hit by his chest and held back his breath. He took a sip of water and was almost swept away. , hurriedly pulled the hemp rope hanging down from the bank, and wiped his face vigorously.

The sound of water and the loud sound of the giant kite decelerating rang in his ears, Chang Geng's entire vision was filled with white waves, he vaguely heard someone on the shore shouting: "Don't let go of the rope! The giant kite is coming, quickly pull that boy up, it's too late! "

Chang Geng: "Wait a little longer!"

But the noise in the water was so loud that he couldn't even hear his own shouts.

While desperately waving to the people on the shore to signal them not to pull the rope, he swam to the place where the waves were strongest.

In the chaos, someone grabbed his hand that was groping around. Before Chang Geng had time to think about it, he grabbed the man's wrist tightly and pulled him into his arms. Before he could see who it was, Ju Yuan It has been crushed "rumble".

The people on the shore didn't dare to delay any longer, the rough rope ruthlessly stretched Chang Geng's waist, and struck with great force, Chang Geng's whole body weighed heavily, and was forcefully pulled out of the water by the joint efforts of several men on the shore.

As soon as he came out of the water, he felt that the weight in his hand was not right. Chang Geng quickly blinked away the water droplets around his eyelashes, and suddenly found that the person he was holding was not Shen Shiliu at all, but an eleven or twelve-year-old child—that fake girl. Mrs. Cao.

At this time, a long trumpet from the giant kite pierced his ears like a long knife, and Chang Geng's ears were buzzing. Before he had time to think about it, he yelled, and first lifted the half-dead Lady Cao up.

The people on the bank yelled and pulled the two teenagers up one by one, but they were still too slow. Chang Geng's feet were still outside the river bank, and the giant kite was already flying past non-stop. On the calf, before it arrived, the scorching Lifeng had already rolled over, making the skin and flesh of the person raw.

"Fire wings cannot be touched!"

"careful!"

At this time, a pair of pale hands suddenly stretched out, passed through all the screams, grabbed Chang Geng's arms, and swung him up in the air. The people around him bowed down in exclamation. Chang Geng felt that he was almost in danger. He flew straight out, and then he fell into a person's arms.

He couldn't help but took a deep breath, a scent of medicine penetrated into his nose instantly, Chang Geng raised his head abruptly, the tip of his nose almost brushed against Shen Shiliu's razor-sharp chin.

Shen Shiliu's face sank like water: "I just didn't see it at a glance, you got into trouble and got out of the circle!"

Chang Geng was robbed of his words, and was speechless for a while.

Shen Shiliu said angrily: "There are so many officers and soldiers on the shore, do you need your hairy boy to come forward and save people?"

Chang Geng: "..."

The heart hanging in his throat ruthlessly fell back to its original place, and the blood in his chest rushed towards his numb limbs like a floodgate. Only now did he spit out his first breath, which made his internal organs twitch The bottom was turned upside down, and the two were so soft that they could hardly stand up.

Mrs. Cao had already been carried to the side, and woke up slowly, coughing. Seeing that the child was fine, Shen Liuliu carried Chang Geng out of the crowd, his brows tightened, and Chang Geng, whose legs were weak, staggered , while walking and scolding: "The temperature of Fire Wing hasn't dropped yet, if you get touched by it, it can sweep off half of your leg. Are you going to be a cripple for the rest of your life? You don't know the severity..."

Chang Geng shivered and came back to his senses, nothing happened, first he heard Shen Bande's accusation from the villain, and his heart boiled with anger.

He poked his neck and roared, "I thought it was you who fell!"

Shen Shiliu raised his amorous eyebrows, "Stop making excuses, how could I fall into the river for no reason at my age?"

Chang Geng: "..."

His caring and chaotic heart was completely regarded as the liver and lungs of a donkey, and the heat rushed from his neck to the ears, turning red, and he couldn't tell whether it was shame or anger, but it was full of demon fire, Fan Shui was helpless.

"Okay, don't make a fuss here." Shen Shiliu reached out and touched Chang Geng's drenched long hair, took off his robe and wrapped it around Chang Geng, "This is too messy, I won't argue with you today, Go home quickly and change clothes, and be careful of catching a cold."

He is quite generous!

Chang Geng angrily shook off Shiliu's hand, with a big movement, the palm of his hand hit something hard inside the sleeve, causing pain to the bones of his hand.

Shen Shiliu said: "Oh, that's the rouge I just bought, remember to take it back to your mother... Hey, Chang Geng, what are you doing?"

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Chang Geng left him and ran away without saying a word.

In fact, Chang Geng knew that he was making trouble out of no reason, he was purely preconceived, he only listened to one ear, didn't see clearly who was falling, so he went into the water in a panic, no wonder his foster father scolded him.

But when he thought that when he was burning with impatience, that pervert was picking rouge next to him, he was so angry that his heart ached, and he couldn't suppress the anger no matter what.

Shen Shiliu was inexplicably left on the spot by Chang Geng, and touched his nose in embarrassment, unable to understand, so he could only blame it on the fact that all boys are at such a moody age.Master Sixteen, who became a father for the first time, was a little distressed, and thought: "If I knew it earlier, I would have withheld that iron fist for a day before giving it to him. I'm really in a hurry now, how can I coax you?"

He stood by the dark river with his hands behind his back, the giant kite had already roared past him, the lights at the tail flickered, and the dark river behind him slowly closed, Shen Shiliu was distressed for a moment, and then He started to stare in the direction of the taillight, but his eyes were not as slack as when he usually looked into the distance, and then his brows slowly wrinkled.

Suddenly, he disappeared into the crowd like a fish swimming in a flick of his figure, his feet were silent, his figure was extremely fast, and he didn't see at all that he usually had to look down for a long time when he stepped over the threshold.

Chang Geng headed back home sullenly, the hot wind blowing over the icy river water on his body made him calm down a bit, and the gloomy anger between his brows gradually dissipated.

His eyes look very much like Xiu Niang, and the contours of his face just unfolded are very deep, he doesn't look a bit like a Central Plains person...but he doesn't look like a foreigner either, anyway, he has a very special kind of handsomeness.

As soon as Chang Geng stepped into the house, he saw the old cook looking out with a pair of little feet. The old cook was surprised when she saw him in a mess, "Oh, how did you make it like this?"

"It's nothing," Chang Geng said weakly, "Someone fell into the river, so he grabbed him and got all the water."

The old cook followed behind him with small steps, and said in a rambling manner: "The madam said not to set the meal, I think she is waiting for the master of the hundred households—by the way, the madam told the young master to go to her room when he comes back." It’s a bit of private talk between mother and child.”

Chang Geng paused his footsteps, his shoulders tensed involuntarily, a moment later he nodded expressionlessly, went back to his room and changed into dry clothes, and while he was sullen, carefully folded Shen Shiliu's robe and put it away. Then I picked up the rouge box and went to Xiuniang's room.

The old cook was terribly curious about Chang Geng's weird mother-child relationship, and she didn't dare to inquire about it openly, so she had to follow along.

Chang Geng neatly arranged his clothes in front of Xiuniang's door, as if he was going to meet a guest, he tidied himself up neatly, then knocked on Xiuniang's door, lowered his eyebrows and said, "Mother."

A woman's cold voice came from the room: "Come in."

Chang Geng stretched out his hand to push open the door. After entering the room, he turned his head and saw that the peeping old cook met his eyes. He was startled. He hurriedly looked away, and looked over again. The door was closed, and he couldn't see anything. Clue.

It was very dark in Xiuniang's room, and she hung a curtain on the sunny side of the window.

As if she couldn't see the light, she sat alone in a dark corner, facing a vanity mirror.

Chang Geng frowned slightly when he saw her back—Xiuniang had taken some wrong medicine, she was wearing a light yellow skirt, and she was combing the hair of an unmarried girl.The years have treated her with great affection and friendship, and the dim light in the room easily conceals the small wrinkles in the corners of her eyes. She really looks like a young girl in her [-]s.

Chang Geng opened his mouth, and was about to call her, but Xiu Niang spoke first: "There is no one else, don't call me Mother—have you bought Yanzhi?"

After hearing this, Chang Geng swallowed the second "Mother" without saying a word, let the internal organs digest a mess, then walked over, and gently threw the rouge box that was warmed by his palm on Xiuniang's dressing table. superior.

"Hey, the color of this box is beautiful and bright." Xiu Niang finally showed a miserly smile.

She picked up a little rouge with her fingertips, wiped it on her pale lips, looked at herself in the mirror with interest, and asked, "Does it look good?"

Chang Geng stood at the side with a cold expression, didn't say anything, secretly wondered what Xiuniang called him here when he was free.

When he was thinking this way, one eyelid suddenly twitched twice without warning, and Chang Geng's heart skipped a beat, as if he had some kind of ominous premonition in his heart.

At this moment, Xiu Niang opened her mouth: "From now on, you can stop calling me mother in front of outsiders. The fate between us mother and son has come to an end today."

As she spoke, she raised her radiant face after being fully dressed, and stretched out a pair of onion-peeling hands, as if planning to straighten Chang Geng's collar.

Chang Geng suddenly dodged back: "What do you mean?"