Take Taobao with you to another world

After the castle was being renovated, the Grand Duke had a basement full of remains of women and babies disposed of. Because of the horror rumors spreading in the castle, Sergey was temporarily exiled to the border. The Grand Duke’s disposal was very secretive, and Sergey left It was also very calm, only Coulson sent him off, although the other party didn't need this kind of warmth.

"If you die there, maybe someone else will remember your dead face," Coulson said.

"Just as flowers bloom in spring and leaves fall in autumn, life has its own process, and the memory of the bystander has no effect on reality." Sergey said, standing in front of the horse, looking back at him, "but , not from a biological point of view but from a human relationship point of view, Coulson, you are really an outlier in this family—is it because the uterus that gave birth to you belongs to an ordinary woman?"

Coulson looked at him blankly.

"I hope you never come back."

"I'll still come back," Sergey said, "not because I think, for me, it's the same everywhere, but because they need it."

He was right.

In less than three years, the titular grand duke's eldest son returned to the castle. The residence he left before is still reserved for him, including the spacious basement. The servants in the castle have been changed, and the new one The maid was very curious about this brown-haired young nobleman - he didn't have much aristocratic temperament, and he didn't have the slightest resemblance to the Grand Duke.Maybe he has learned his lesson, Sergey's daily life is getting more and more low-key, his temperament is a bit withdrawn, and the life away from the crowd is exactly what he wants, and he doesn't mind at all that others think he is a man who can only make aphrodisiacs A third-rate alchemist with such things.

Coulson didn't know how far his experiments had progressed. The number of disappearances near the castle had decreased a lot because of the well-dressed slave traders who visited the castle every year.

Coulson no longer thinks, neither asks nor listens, most of his life is bright, he wants those dark and dirty things to stay away from his life, and he can keep them away from him.

Even though he is very clear in the depths of his reason, what kind of foundation these lights are built on, just like the castle garden that decayed extremely quickly after his mother died, and after Sergey took over the management again, they recovered The grand scene.The nobles praised its midsummer night, and lamented the lush tree shadows, silky and lush grassland and seductive flowers. Coulson accepted their compliments with a humble expression, but thought maliciously in his heart, if these people Knowing that they are messing around on a pile of rotten flesh and bones, what expression will they have?

But he is an aristocrat, and an aristocrat should have an aristocratic way of life. One day he will take all this as usual, just like his father who acquiesced and even condoned all this.

He had succeeded in convincing himself.But all of this is based on the premise that he is still a human being.

When he took off all the gorgeous clothes and stood in front of the mirror, what he saw was not his own body, but a nightmare.

"Actually, I don't think it's particularly ugly. It can even be used as a totem, but it doesn't conform to the teachings of any normal religion." His only friend, Mage Yitong, commented, "Your brother's craftsmanship is really good."

Coulson put the clothes back on one by one, "This is not your body."

"It's good enough to survive." Master Yitong said.

"I feel sick myself," Coulson said.

"It's good to get used to it." The different pupil mage said, "That's just a characteristic, just like my eyes, except that normal things are a little unclear, they are much easier to use than ordinary eyes. "

Coulson buttoned the last button and looked back at him, "Do you hate her?"

"You mean the lady," said the mage, "no, I don't hate her."

"Because she's beautiful?" Coulson asked.

"That's one of the reasons... After all, before I put on these eyes, she was the most beautiful woman I've ever seen in my life." Master Yitong said, "Besides, everything she did was like that. As a matter of course, just as you shouldn't blame a lion for hunting, even being the prey is always painful."

"I'm a prey too." Coulson said softly.

"You are a hunter," said the mage. "If it weren't for you, my lady would have lived at least a few years longer."

"Even if her original purpose was to have a daughter and then change her body?" Coulson said.

"But that didn't happen," said Master Different Eyes, "and she has always acted like she loves you."

"That's scary," Coulson said.

"Yes." The mage said, "Although I am an outcast and you are a nobleman, you are tall and handsome and popular with women, but I don't envy you at all."

"...Thank you so much for your compliment," Coulson said.

He went back and forth through his memory, not long after, when the girl with whom he had a long-term relationship said to him, "I'm pregnant, Coulson."

His first reaction was: "Mine?"

She stared at him with wide eyes, then lowered her head, raised her skirt, and raised her slender legs.

Master Yitong expresses sympathy and taunts at the violence he suffered, and then he asks him: "Are you going to let this child be born and acknowledge him?"

"Of course." Coulson said, "Can I still count on my current body?"

"But you don't plan to marry her?" Master Yitong asked.

"You know, that might not be a good thing for her," Coulson said, and the two fell silent together.

"A father like a stallion, but his two things were cut from other people. Of the many children, only one can be sure to be his blood. He killed his noble ex-wife, and then married a witch-like Even if she is dead, she still has a faithful successor. The few brothers who are not related by blood, whether they are lonely butchers or lazy, reckless and perverts, none of them can stand on the stage. In this kind of family, you are like a black sheep in another sense." Master Yitong said, "Even if a woman can bravely face all this, all she can do is to become like them, for you Say, that would be too scary."

"I'll settle her down," Coulson said, "and get out of here."

"What do you want to do?" asked the mage with different pupils.

"I want to confirm that I am still a human being." Coulson said, "If someone can help me solve this problem, I also want to ask that person what is the meaning of life."

"I don't think there will be any good answer to the latter question." Master Yitong said, "You should find a scholar who buried himself in the parchment, not those 'adults' whose noses grow into the sky."

"At least a reference?" Coulson said.

"What about your power, wealth and status?" the mage asked.

"As long as my father is alive, they will always be here." Coulson said, and the corners of his mouth curled up. "Do you think he will die?"

"'Immortal Ridan Bear', I don't know what else Madam has done to him, maybe he can live longer than you and me." Master Yitong said, "In that case, count me in."

Leaving the castle is not difficult. Coulson has shown his talent for investing a long time ago, and the benefits obtained by the Grand Duke in the war are far from what he expected. Middle circle.Coulson soon united a chamber of commerce and began his long journey.With wealth and the application of various overt and undisclosed rules, he is constantly looking for those who are gifted with special powers, hoping to get a real answer.It didn't always go smoothly, and more than once he was in danger, but each time he managed to get through it.

It's not that he hasn't imagined what will happen to him once the exception occurs.He still couldn't get the result, and he almost couldn't figure out whether what he was chasing was the answer, or the sense of existence that he felt in the ups and downs of hope and disappointment, in the strong gap between life and death?

"You're just looking for death."

Coulson opened his eyes.

What came into view was the white roof. He turned his eyes and found a handsome face in his field of vision.After staring at each other's ears for a while, Coulson was sure that the other party was an elf.Like the black-haired and black-eyed Favored Ones, it is almost impossible for purebred elves to appear in the western continent.

The other party was also looking at him.

"You'd better not move now," said the elf in a gentle tone.

He hadn't experienced this feeling of weakness for a long time, and Coulson asked, "What happened?"

The elf looked at him, "Don't you know?"

He brought a mirror, and Coulson lay on the bed, looking at the silver mirror above his head clearly reflecting his body, with red bloodstains all over his pale skin, it looked like a piece of art that had been pieced together Only the twisting bundles of flesh between the cracks in the skin brought a vitality that could hardly be described as terrifying or disgusting.He stared at the picture until the elf took the mirror away.

"You have to lie on the bed for a while, otherwise your body will really split." The elf said to him, "The internal organs are fine, and your vitality is much stronger than that of ordinary humans. If nothing else, you won't die."

"...and then?" Coulson asked.

"What then?"

"Nothing," Coulson said. "I think I may have offended the Warlock unintentionally, but I don't know exactly how it happened."

"That one has a special bloodline, maybe it's your body's instinct." The elf said, "Ordinary people wouldn't have this kind of reaction to him. Is your body transformed by an alchemist?"

"You don't seem surprised," Coulson said.

"Yes, this is probably the benefit of a longer life." The elf Ludwigs said, "Although I have not participated in that long war, the Shenguang Forest has kept many records. How to define it, their natural strength and anti-magic physique did play an extremely important role in the war, but their population has never been the mainstream in Central Continent. Since that era, some people have tried to make ordinary people also Can have similar power. This kind of thinking has not been made public, and it was once cut off because of the war. I am surprised that I can see a living example in this land."

"I thought it was just a unique invention of a few people." Coulson said.

"Actually, it can be said that way." The elf said, "The transformation of life has been a theory for a long time, and the person who completed this process for you has obviously made great progress."

"Should I feel lucky or unlucky for myself?" Coulson asked softly.

"That depends on how you view your life," said the elf.

Coulson stopped asking, and closed his eyes wearily.

The sound of rustling rain is outside the window, and there is always a lot of rain in this season.The beautiful silver-haired young man sitting by the window withdrew his gaze and looked sideways at Yun Shen, "Protecting you is something that will give you a sense of accomplishment."

With Melavian's inhuman senses, there is almost no difference between being separated by a wall and happening in person.The meeting happened almost in an instant, and Meravia did his job quite competently. His hands were faster than the bloody flames pounced on Yun Shen. Just as Yun Shen felt that something was wrong, he saw something behind him. The blood-red mass exploded violently, and the sound of the wind almost turned into substance. The sharply compressed air swirled and controlled the ominous long cocoon in the air, and the figure of the blond youth was completely indistinguishable. There was an indescribable atmosphere in the air, when Melavia turned around and asked Yun Shen: "Do you want to deal with it?"

Although the physical quality of the object he protects is always within the normal range, this kind of thing will undoubtedly be a threat, but for the giant dragon whose pure physical strength is unimaginable, no matter what its essence is, it can be crushed. The powder doesn't require much effort either.

"Is he still alive?" Yun Shen asked.

"It should be counted?" Meravia said uncertainly, "It's just that according to your standards, I don't know whether this kind of life is considered a human being."

"Can you let him last like this for a while?" Yun Shen asked, "I'll ask someone to see how to deal with it."

Yun Shen only made two phone calls, and the situation changed again.Meravia didn't do anything, and the purple-red human cocoon gradually faded away. From Yunshen's perspective, the picture was like alum was thrown into the muddy water. Those tumbling substances were visible to the naked eye. The speed precipitated and clarified, a pale face emerged first, then the limbs and body.

Although it already looks like a corpse.

The elf happened to come here for something, and unexpectedly knew about it, so he was temporarily handed over to his care, and that state was really not suitable for moving, so he was arranged in the lounge next door.

"Besides knowledge and wisdom, you seem to have no more means of self-protection." Meravia said, "Is this bloodline bringing you more trouble? Even I am a little curious, how did you go through Those long journeys, and then met him?"

Yun Shen was still thinking about the scene just now, and to this question, he said: "Actually, I didn't go far."

"Like I came to this side from there?" Meravia asked in a simple tone.

"Yes." Yun Shen said.

Meravia did not continue to ask.