Trying to keep clean every day

After entering the guest room, the two of them made a simple arrangement.

Because I have lived in a black shop, I have a psychological shadow, so I glanced at the furnishings in the room silently. Compared with the smoke cage, it is indeed a lot more complicated. The tables, chairs, benches, porch, screen, tea and snacks are indeed the rules that should be in the upper house. Very good, just look at it Formal, not like a black shop.

Shen silently touched the carved window frame, the texture was far inferior to the smoked sulfur-smoked chicken wing wood window frame, alas, it has been a long time away from the mountain, and I miss it very much.

But now, the two of them are still sleeping in the same room, but their moods are completely exchanged.At that time, Shen An's unease all appeared in Duan Xiao's body, as long as he got close to Shen An, the feeling of his heartbeat speeding up suddenly made him a little flustered.

He has been obsessed with cleanliness for two lifetimes, and was finally corrected by Duan Xiao. He never thought that he would have such a day, he would become indifferent, he would not mind the bloodstains that were smeared intentionally or unintentionally on his body, warm and fishy, ​​and he would not mind the pillow. Surrounded by extra quiet breathing, long nights without dreams.

Shen Han thought uncertainly, I was just trying to save money.He seems to have thought of something suddenly... Of course he minds, he definitely minds, he minds to death, he bites people like a dog!

Open the window, the sky is full of bright clouds, and the twilight is just right.

Shen An: "It's still early, I just heard that person said that the symptoms of the strange disease in the city are strange, it's really strange, should I go out and have a look?"

When speaking, Shen Mu looked into Duan Xiao's eyes, unable to see what kind of expression it was, as if he was a little distracted, but he agreed without much hesitation.

Xuanwu Street runs from east to west and stretches for ten miles. In modern times, it belongs to the busiest commercial pedestrian street in the city center.It wasn't until they walked out of Xuanwu Street and touched the neighborhood houses where ordinary people lived, that the pedestrians gradually became deserted, and it seemed that the situation in Yongzhou City was not right.

Looking at the past, the grass is deep in the courtyard, the rich doors are closed, many residents are like this, it looks desolate, it seems that the people who live here haven't repaired the courtyard for a long time, Shen Han and Duan Xiao coincidentally thought of a chilling possibility.

Most people in the world cherish the appearance, even if a lazy person accumulates a pile of dirty clothes at home and does not wash them, he still has to clean up the front of the court, so that his house looks more upright. If the courtyard is so deserted, the owner of the house is probably no longer alive.

Duan Xiao used his sword to split the cobwebs and weeds entangled in the gate of the courtyard, followed in Shen Shen, pushed open the main door, the rancid smell came over his face, making people sick, walked around the hall, pushed open the door of the bedroom, silently My heart stopped directly.

Shen An had seen all kinds of accidents in the emergency department, and was still frightened by such scenes.

He didn't make a sound, but subconsciously covered his mouth, a pair of bones on the couch were twisted and terrifying.

Their skin and flesh had been rotted into black, and the looming bones at the joints were also blue-black. A golden ladybug crawled out of one of the naked eye sockets and burrowed into the eye sockets of the other.This person had already lost his eyeballs, which had probably been eaten away by the worm, while the other person's eyeballs were still there, and had been directly pierced into them.

Judging from the skeleton of the corpse, it was two men.They hugged each other before they died. The person on the left tightly strangled the person's neck, with his face on his chest, as if he had been strangled to death, but he didn't resist. Instead, he reached out and hugged the other person's back tightly. , he was strangled voluntarily.

Looking at it from a distance, the two of them are almost twisted into a twist, but these details can only be seen when looking closely.

They were supposed to be a married couple.Suffering from a strange disease, in despair, strangled his lover to death in his arms to relieve him, and then opened his eyes alone, hugged his bones and remained motionless, waiting to die.

One death is one's liberation, and one second of life is torture, completely ruining the idea of ​​survival. This strange disease is much more serious than Shen Han imagined.It is said that one after another got sick because of eating the newly grown millet in the fields. Some people said that in recent years, the people have cultivated too many acres, which offended the power of heaven and the gods brought disasters on people.

As a result, many people rushed into the temple when they heard the news, burned incense and worshiped the Buddha to repent, and hoped that the gods would let them go.

When Shen An heard this statement from a passerby, he just regarded it as nonsense and didn't take it to heart.According to the epidemiological knowledge he has been exposed to for many years of studying medicine, if there is a problem with the millet in the field, it is better to go to the field to check the water quality, soil, seeds, roots, etc., instead of grabbing the land with its head in front of the god statue.

But the problematic fields are all in the villages a few miles outside Yongzhou City. Yongzhou City itself is full of merchants and does not do farming. There are no fields in the city.

After inquiring all the way, they got very little information. Fortunately, they found that this strange disease cannot be transmitted from person to person.The cause of the disease is all due to eating the newly harvested millet in the field, which is strange and complicated. I can only remind myself to be careful and avoid contact with foods that may contain those grains.

Shen Huan stood there in a daze, about a few steps away from the two bones, flies and insects attracted by the rotten smell flew around the rotten bones, and the golden ladybug that gnawed at the dead man's eyeballs moved towards the corpses. Shen silently came with wings flapping.

Duan Xiao was used to piles of corpses, so he was unmoved, but kept paying attention to the golden ladybug, and his intuition told him that it was a dangerous thing.

He raised his hand and squeezed a tactic, red flames danced at his white fingertips, and the flames wrapped around the golden ladybug, emitting a crackling light.

(The author has something to say: I hope that the cuties and the protagonists will accept the mixed world view of the original book as soon as possible. There are cultivation levels and fairy magic and secret techniques. Please look forward to it. Supernatural phenomena are all there. Can ghosts and spirits go far?)

Duan Xiao dragged Shen An out of that room, he didn't want Shen An to stay longer, that kind of place full of rancid and dead air was not suitable for him.A person as clean as Shen An should be contained in a peach blossom like dew.

Shen An was pulled into a daze by Duan Xiao, and he was sure that he really saw the fire in Duan Xiao's hand just now, and was a little surprised:

"Can you control fire?"

In fact, outside the city that day, when the chicken was roasting, Duan Xiao also lit the fire in the same way, but he was busy rolling up the straw mat and dumping the place to sleep in the wild, so he didn't pay attention.

Duan Xiao stretched out his hand again as before, and red flames once again appeared on the thin fingertips: "It's the spell of your Shuzong. I learned a few in my spare time."

Shen An has always believed in science. After traveling for so long, he has not completely washed himself into the world view of the cultivation dimension. At most, he stays in the world view of low-magic martial arts. Now that he sees supernatural phenomena with his own eyes, he is inevitably surprised, and reaches out to touch Duan Xiao's fingertips like a fool. Flame, as if to touch some beautiful and delicate object.

"As the second senior brother with the highest status in the Shuzong, I don't know how to spell the spells of our Shuzong."

This is too unscientific.

Eldest senior brother has become the spiritual seat enshrined in the Hall of Merchants by Master every morning, so it is not easy to compare with him.

The flames ignited by the fire control spell are indeed beautiful and exquisite, but they are more dangerous than ordinary flames, and the degree of danger is also related to the spiritual power of the person who controls the fire.

The person who controlled the fire was distracted, and he couldn't help but think, the way Shen Mu's delicate fingers were burned by the fire, would he cry?What kind of scene is that pair of beautiful red phoenix eyes filled with tears?

Thinking about it, Duan Xiao hurriedly pulled the flame in his hand for fear of hurting Shen An: "All spells need spiritual support."

Heart-piercing, very heart-piercing, even though Shen Han has mastered the first form of Fufeng swordsmanship, the aura in his body is empty.

The hand that was too late to withdraw did not touch the burning flame, but touched Duan Xiao's cold fingertips, fingertips touched fingertips, Duan Xiao retracted his hand without a trace, as if avoiding it.

Duan Xiao withdrew his hand and touched the black iron dagger in his arms: "I want to go somewhere."

Duan Xiao's expression was not very good, Shen An hurriedly followed.

That place is not far from here, but the courtyard of the bamboo house is even more dilapidated.If it was dilapidated like the previous one, and only the bones of the people in the house remained, the owner of this bamboo house might not even have ashes.

Duan Xiao paused every word, and his tone was terrifyingly calm: "This is, foster father."

"The adoptive father is a blacksmith, and the only thing left in the world is this dagger."

Back then, when he escaped from that prison, his body was torn into shreds of gold-painted brocade, and the wounds all over his body were bleeding profusely. Any fool would know that in troubled times, this kind of little doll made of powder makeup and jade must be a troublemaker. But the old blacksmith silently took this disaster home and tried his best to take care of it with his meager family resources.

The dagger in Duan Xiao's arms was the masterpiece of his adoptive father's life, that kind of black gold black iron that few people knew, only his adoptive father could recognize its sharpness, and made it into a soldier.

The adoptive father has been blacksmithing all his life, but his body is not very strong. The heavy labor of blacksmithing every day made him more tired and thinner.

But in the end, the adoptive father didn't die from exhaustion, but was implicated to death by his own misfortune.

Not just death, but being brutally murdered, the corpse was torn apart, limbs were kneaded alive into the red-hot iron slurry used for blacksmithing, and the flowing iron slurry mixed with melted fingers and solidified into blocks... In my mind, Luoxue was crushed into pieces... The scorching hot blood melted away, and condensed into bright red ice again in the freezing weather.The once warm thatched hut collapsed into a hell for grievances.

At that time, the officers and soldiers came here under the pretense of clearing up the thieves. After the brutal killing, they ruined the old blacksmith's reputation as a clean man, and even when he died, the neighbors poked his spine and pointed at him:

How can a single man adopt someone else's son with good intentions if he can't get a wife? Where in the world is there a kind person who raises a son for nothing?Maybe he just wanted to wait until he was fattened up and sold as teeth. I never imagined that the dumb man turned out to be a thief wanted by the government...

So when he was in the black shop, when Shen An mentioned it and sent him to the government, Duan Xiao's expression was very strange.Since he was a child, he was used to eating people in the deep palace compound without spitting out their bones, so he didn't want to hear that dirty word.

His face was sullen, and his crow-feather eyelashes made his face as white as enamel.

"Father is not a thief."

Duan Xiao's pale lips were bloodless.

After thinking silently for a while, he is really not good at comforting words, so he can only say what he wants to say, gently hold Duan Xiao's wrist under the black sleeve, and solemnly:

"Father, he... must be a very good person, and he must hope that you can live a good life. It is not your fault that misfortune, good fortune, old age, sickness and death. Too many people in this world live wronged and die suffocated Qu, he must hope that you can live your life freely without being restrained."

Duan Xiao seems to have entered, but also seems not to understand, just grabbed the silent hand from his wrist, very naive, like a child, stretched out his fingers one by one, with the palm facing upwards, The dagger handed to him by the old blacksmith was placed in Shen An's hand:

"I don't have anything important on me, that's it."

He doesn't need to hear too much about the cause and effect, Shen An can also think that something bad happened here, he once heard Duan Xiao call his adoptive father and mother during his nightmare, but he didn't see his biological father.He also realized how important the dagger that Duan Xiao handed over to him was to him.

Shen An couldn't say any more comforting words, so he could only put his hands on Duan Xiao's shoulders, but he felt that under the layers of black robes, the young man in front of him was almost crippled and weak.

The pain in his heart was like a pinprick. Shen Anmei mostly heard the content of the original book from hearsay. He didn't know what Duan Xiao had experienced to become the silent and patient person he is today, desperately trying to force himself to become stronger.

However, what this seemingly weak and distressed young man is thinking about is not some warm and precious old story.

What he was thinking about was the pleasure of cutting the enemy's throat with a sharp blade at that time, the begging for mercy of the dying enemy and the last fear in his eyes. Under the cold and harmless appearance, the boiling blood and hatred in his heart were tearing at each other, almost overflowing.

As long as Duan Xiao stood here, Shen An stayed with him until it was dark.

Xiao Su's late autumn is approaching winter, the weather is getting colder and colder, and the night wind is blowing with deep dew, Shen An couldn't help but sneezed.

Duan Xiao is like being haunted by a nightmare, with ghostly roars lingering in his ears, only blood and blackness in front of his eyes, falling into a manic quagmire, the tails of his eyes are scarlet, and a cinnabar mole under his eyes is as bright as teardrops weeping blood, he licks He licked the corner of his mouth, almost smelling the real blood, until...

A silent and crisp sneeze brought the world in front of him back to the clarity of the human world.

"Come back, it's getting cold."

Duan Xiao firmly clasped Shen An's wrist and walked towards the inn.

Being blown by the wind, Shen An's body feels a bit cold, but Duan Xiao's fingers are even cooler.There is still a layer of fabric on the back of the wrist, and the skin near the vein gate on the front of the wrist is directly in contact with Duan Xiao's thumb, and Shen An is almost frozen.

Duan Xiao's fingers were cold and thin, hard and firm, clasped on his wrist, inexplicably feeling like he was being held in cold iron shackles.

Shen An felt that Duan Xiao's expression was wrong just now, and he believed in his heart that he was in need of a large dose of humanistic care at this time.

Duan Xiao was stunned for a moment, as if he was about to cry, or as if he had cried for a long time and had no more tears to shed. Shen Huan was so distressed that he looked at him without blinking, fearing that he would do something stupid in the next second.

Fortunately, it was just pinching his wrist and icing himself. Shen An felt fortunate in his heart, let's just freeze it, as long as he didn't turn into a blackened, anti-social, violent, pornographic, npc male protagonist.

So Shen An obediently was led back to the inn by him, and was pushed down on the couch in a daze.

Pressed down on the couch...how could this be?

At the moment of being pushed down, a large shadow loomed in front of him, Duan Xiao's eyes were filled with unspeakable meaning, he shrank silently, and suddenly had a sense of crisis.