Vicissitudes know Jinhua

Lu Kuangxi did not wear a mask because the night was quiet and he was alone. At this moment, in the shadow of the oil lamp, half of his face was uncovered, but when he saw the ruined walls and ruins, even the ghosts of the underworld had to retreat Sanshe, but the other half of his face is beautiful and clear-cut, one can tell at a glance that this person has a gentle and handsome appearance, Mu Zishi regained his composure, he was horrified, but also felt pity.

Lu Kuangxi hurriedly covered the mask, and said repeatedly: "I'm really sorry, I scared you..."

Mu Zishi said softly, "It doesn't matter, I lost my composure."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to gently help him take off the mask, and said with a smile: "Zishi is lucky, he has seen the true face of Mr., you might as well relax, it is not comfortable to wear this all day long."

Lu Kuangxi stared at him blankly, while Mu Zishi just sat quietly across from him, his eyes were as clear as spring water, without the slightest hint of disgust.

After a long time, Lu Kuangxi asked with a trembling voice, "You...are you not afraid or disgusted when you look at my face?"

Mu Zishi said: "At first glance, I was taken aback, but when I look at it again, I won't be able to see it again. Mr.'s face was destroyed for the purpose of treating the sick people in southern Xinjiang. How can it be scary and disgusting?"

After a pause, he said: "No matter how beautiful the face is like the jade, the spring breeze is like wine, and when everyone hides their eyes, beauty and ugliness are just appearances. Although Zishi is not talented, he still doesn't judge people by appearance... I admire Mr. because he is not only skilled, but also has a benevolent heart."

Lu Kuangxi was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Mu Zishi, I really can't understand you... I thought that although you are smart, you have an evil heart, but I didn't expect..."

Putting your hands on his shoulders, he smiled and said, "You are a good boy...I misread you."

Mu Zishi smiled, lowered his head to avoid his eyes, and said, "Sir, Ge Shu Yepo killed three brothel women today. Although I tried my best to stop it, I still..."

Lu Kuangxi frowned: "Isn't this indiscriminate killing of innocent people?"

The corners of Mu Zishi's lips curled up in a sarcasm: "I'm afraid he thought of his sister who was an official prostitute, but he didn't feel pity for those women who suffered the same situation because of the victimization, but the attack was extraordinarily cruel. Sir, Ge Shu Ye broke his heart. There is only hatred left, nothing else can be tolerated, this kind of hatred is completely integrated into his life, as long as he lives, he will do evil every day, and he does not want anyone or anything to remind him of the ruin of his family back then."

"Sir, your kindness in saving his life may be a disaster rather than a blessing."

Lu Kuangxi looked sad and indignant, and sighed: "I understand... even if brother Shu Yepo still remembers, I will definitely not admit it. It is my sin to save him and kill countless people."

Mu Zishi said softly: "Saving people regardless of high or low is the kindness of the master, but in the future, good and evil should be considered."

Lu Kuangxi was thoughtful, Mu Zishi picked up a silver needle casually, and said leisurely: "It's like Mr.'s magic needle, which can not only connect the meridians and bring the broken wrist back to life with the hook, but it can also steal the sky and hide it from ghosts. I don't know where."

Lu Kuangxi couldn't help changing his face, and said, "I'm a doctor, even if I can't cure that girl, I shouldn't hurt anyone..."

Mu Zishi sneered, and said bluntly: "Sir, you must have used the glue pillar a little bit. Refined iron and flesh and blood are born against nature. You are a genius doctor, but not a god."

The flame of the oil lamp flickered slightly, making Mu Zishi's face as cold as snow: "Lin Shen'ai will be fine for three to five years after the operation, but after a while, he will suffer from a strange disease, which is not fatal, but he will feel weak all over his body. Limbs are soft... Lin Shenai is the third elder brother in the village, and there are countless dead souls under his command. If he loses his martial arts, he may be able to go down the mountain and become a good girl. If he loses the mulberry elm in the east, it will be a blessing for others and himself, sir, what do you think?"

There was a look of struggle in Lu Kuangxi's eyes, and he remained silent for a while.

Mu Zishi was not in a hurry, got up as if nothing had happened, and said, "Sir, let's go to bed early... The night is cold and frosty, there are still bedding in the wooden box over there, sir just use it."

When he left the house, he closed the door with his backhand, with a smile on his lips, no matter how much Lu Kuangxi hesitated, he would definitely do what he said in the end.

Just a few short words, first to win the trust of the heart, and then to take into account the pros and cons of reason, even Qi Yupei's resurrection, that's all, how can Lu Kuangxi get out of the palm of his hand?

When snow falls on the mountain, the steel hook attached to Lin Shenai's wrist is almost exactly the same as the palm of his own. It is flexible and free, like an arm and a finger, and because it is made of fine steel, it is unimpeded by water and fire, and it is not afraid of swords. Great use a lot.

In a happy mood, Lin Shen'ai went to Ge Shu Yepo to show them off one by one.

Seeing the blush on Lin Shen'ai's beautiful face, Ge Shu Yepo remained calm: "I heard that Lu Kuangxi tried to dissuade her repeatedly, saying that breaking the wrist and continuing the hook is really unbelievable. Xinglin's countless senior national players have never tried it. Although he can Do your best, but you are afraid of endless troubles, why do you still insist on going your own way?"

Lin Shen'ai took out a piece of bright red coals from the charcoal basin in the corner of the room, and said with a smile, "Master, I have this wishful hook, it's like a tiger with wings, don't you like it?"

Ge Shu Yepo said: "Of course I'm happy, but I'm just worried if you get sick in the future."

Lin Shen'ai's eyes were warm, and she boldly looked at him directly: "I'm not afraid, as long as I can be by the side of Da Dangjia and be your right-hand man, even if my head is in a different place in the future, I will be willing."

Ge Shu Yepo broke into a smile: "Why is the head in a different place? Brothers in Nankeshan will inevitably have a good future in the future."

He was originally handsome and tough, with sharp eyebrows, but when he smiled, his whole face suddenly had a kind of gentle charm like a cliff blooming. Lin Shen'ai felt dizzy, and couldn't help blurting out: "The master... I am not your brother, Shuixiang is a woman."

"Shui Xiang is different from Da Dang. She was born on the mountain and grew up in the village. She was used to seeing strong men since she was a child, but she never really looked down on anyone... But when you came that year, my heart was no longer my own... At that time, you were very thin, like a sick cat, only shrinking your head behind the tall master... But your eyes are proud and strong, I can see that you are hiding your sadness..."

As she spoke, Lin Shen'ai's voice gradually became softer and softer, and the lingering affection in the ten years of infatuation has been vividly expressed.

Ge Shu Yepo suddenly changed color, and interrupted: "Stop talking!"

Lin Shen'ai bit her lip, and said desperately, "Master, I just want to be your woman."

His hands trembled slightly, but he was extremely firm. He slowly unbuttoned his clothes, and the skirts and jackets fell to the ground one by one, revealing his body one by one.

When Lin Shenai was wearing clothes, she had an indisputable heroism, but when she took off her clothes, all her heroism turned into a flattering one, and she saw a dark satin-like skin shining, delicate and firm, with smooth and uneven lines, and two long legs. Plump, with high and undulating breasts, such an aggressive beauty, coupled with the shyness in her expression, adds a bit of unspeakable temptation.

Ge Shu Yepo stared blankly at this female body, like a clay sculpture, unable to move even a finger, but in his eyes were all kinds of entangled feelings, panic, sadness, hatred, and even a trace of fear...

Lin Shen'ai didn't know whether it was cold or nervous, her flower-like lips trembled violently, she crossed her arms and walked towards Ge Shu Yepo step by step.

The moment her finger touched Ge Shuye's broken cheek, a teardrop slowly rolled down the corner of Lin Shen'ai's eye, and her heart was full of ecstasy that could no longer be desired.

But Ge Shu Yepo seemed to be bitten by a poisonous snake, he pulled away abruptly to avoid it, and said sharply: "Get out!"

Lin Shenai froze: "You..."

Ge Shuye got up abruptly, and said coldly, "Get lost!"

A single word is like a heavy whip, Lin Shen'ai groaned in her head, she was completely defeated, she didn't know whether she was dead or alive for a moment, she looked at Ge Shu Yepo in a daze, and yelled indiscriminately: "How could you... ...You don't even want to look at me more? Could it be that you are so nice to women...why are you so nice to Mu...you accompany him to take care of him, you..."

Ge Shu Ye broke out: "If you don't get out, I'll go."

Before he finished speaking, he opened the window and jumped out. Although his figure was neat and unrestrained, he fled in a panic.

What escaped was not the bright and enchanting female body, but the blood and sorrow that never healed in the bottom of my heart.

The big snowflakes were like a mat, and Ge Shu Yepo ran unconsciously like a wild animal with all his strength until he plunged into the depths of the dense forest.

A swarm of highly poisonous ants was biting and shuttling in my heart, and I was so sore from the constant turmoil. I tore off the skirt of my clothes, and the snowflakes fell on my fiery chest. A huge scar bulged out in the middle of my chest. Press it up, as if the thick branch that had penetrated forcibly is still stuck in the flesh and blood, and the grinning laughter of the two evil men is still in my ears.

At that time, my mother might have been tortured to death, and the daughter of the Shu family had already spread her legs in the brothel and squeezed out a charming smile, robbing customers like other lowly fireworks, and paying the monthly gold flower tax... The father's body is immeasurable People are restrained, even the bones on the mass graves will be eaten away by wild dogs, but they don't know how the old man feels when he learns that the woman is a prostitute and a thief, and how can he rest in peace?

I just hope that he can drink Mengpo soup and cross the Wangchuan River early. He doesn't need to know that the humanity in the brothel will be annihilated and kill each other, and he doesn't need to know that he only has fear and loathing for women. No matter how beautiful and fragrant a female body is, it is just for him The evil spirits and ferocious beasts in the nightmare no longer have any ability or interest.

Ge Shuye gritted his teeth loudly, his eyes were about to split open, and he couldn't help roaring.

Qi Shaochong was caught in a piece of hot mutton on his chopsticks, and suddenly froze.

Mu Zishi glanced at it: "Can you still be stunned after eating meat?"

He said that he fished meat from the brass hot pot by himself, and it was snowing in winter, and it was best to eat mutton.

Qi Shaochong focused his ears and said: "It seems that there is a howling sound, and it is not a wolf or a human."

Mu Zishi didn't take it seriously: "It's probably a wolf. It's snowing and they can't find food."

After eating for a long while, Qi Shaochong was still a little worried: "I'll go out and have a look. Mr. Lu went to gather medicine while it was snowing heavily. If he encounters a wolf, he will be in danger."

Mu Zishi lazily said: "I ordered two people to follow, it's not so easy to meet a wolf."

Seeing some soup on Qi Shaochong's lips, he smiled and stretched out his hand to help him wipe it off. Unexpectedly, as soon as he touched his chin, Qi Shaochong jumped up like a rabbit hit by an arrow, and the chair was knocked over.

Mu Zishi was very surprised: "What's wrong with you?"

Qi Shaochong's face flushed suddenly, and he said in a low voice: "Zi Shi, if only you were really my brother..."

Mu Zishi looked at him with half-closed eyes: "Are you full?"

Qi Shaohong blushed like coals under a copper pot, and his words were even more inconsistent: "I'm not a child anymore!"

If Mu Zishi realized something, he sneered: "Do you think you have the face of throwing fruit to fill the car, or the appearance of Wei Lang watching the killing? I don't want to touch the mutton, but I want to touch your face? Your chin is full of oil stains. Dirty and dirty."

Qi Shaochong was full of fledgling little thoughts and little ambiguity, and was immediately choked to death, his lips opened and then closed, he wanted to say something but dared not say it, because he had the boldness and cheeky face, but he didn't know how to do it. How to start, let alone how to make it clear.