Drink Cang Records

"Can you make a compromise, don't go to see my brother like this, just release Yue Qinglong and send her away."

"This is your fault. As a teacher, how can you show your true face and disturb your brother to pick up girls?"

"As if your vixen face can attract any woman you like. And are you sure you don't lack a good quality called humility?"

"Exchanging Buddhist thoughts with Rong Yang as a teacher does not mean exchanging Buddhist precepts."

"May I understand what 'precept' you communicated?"

Before Mu Qingyang stared at Cangsang and forced him to ask something, Ye Qiukuang, the dead brother who received the letter from his younger brother, had already arrived dragging his sister. The young girl in the skirt got very close, and suddenly she was a little out of her mind.

Under the influence of that dead vixen, he was able to successfully hook up with a girl?Worthy of being my dear brother!

Ye Qiukuang expressed his old consolation, and held He Ling'er's little hand with tears in his eyes: "Ling'er, look, Qing Yang has become enlightened. It seems that my good demonstrations over the years still have some effect."

"...Although I don't want to disturb your interest, she is a woman from the Yue family. Judging from the emblem seal, it should be the most difficult one for the Yue family in recent years."

Ye Qiukuang was deeply influenced by He Linger along the way, and the Sangong Yueshi is a place that specializes in producing all kinds of scheming green tea bitches, so he suddenly sobered up.

“How come you see?”

He Ling'er was specialized in explaining the internal gossip of Jiuque Tiangong, squinted her eyes for a while and said: "The three elders in the lower three palaces are all masters who have retired from the upper three palaces to guard the lower ones. This should be one of them. The head disciple of Old Guyan, she can be regarded as an outstanding talent... But this is not important, the important thing is that she is the thorn in the side of that sister Lianlian just now. It's a lot of trouble."

"..."

Ye Qiukuang was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "How can you blame women?"

He Ling'er was taken aback: "Huh?"

"If Qing Yang really likes this woman, then it is inevitable to shield her from the wind and rain. A man may not be able to protect his woman, but he must have the heart to protect it. Cowards are the ones who escape."

"Don't you see him as a child now?"

"A child is also a man. Before you give him a knife, you must teach him to use a knife. Otherwise, if I stay away in the future, he will not even have the courage to look up at the enemy. How can he be safe?"

When Ye Qiukuang said this, his expression was as casual as ever, but He Ling'er vaguely felt some strange atmosphere circulating between them, an inexplicable sense of disobedience, after meeting those alien races, it continued to surge like an undercurrent .She opened her mouth, hesitated for a moment and said, "The Heavenly Sacrifice Kingdom he sent you is... your hometown?"

"...It's a place with many stories, it's not suitable for you, I'm sorry." Seeing a gloomy look in He Ling'er's eyes, Ye Qiukuang smiled and said: "I like you very much, so you Take care."

"I came here with you for my brother's sake. Although Han Hai's seniors have sent a letter saying that my brother is fine, since you came with me, if you don't come back, my father will definitely become suspicious." He gave some reasons dryly. , He Ling'er said again: "Or is Ling'er too weak? Not qualified to stand side by side with you?"

"You have helped me a lot, but I am a dangerous person. When I have the ability to protect you, I will fight for you at any time. If it is something I cannot handle, I don't want you to become a victim when I go crazy."

He Ling'er closed her eyes and remained silent for a long time, then took a step back and turned around: "In the end, it's not that I was abandoned, maybe your hometown is full of charming husband-wife stones."

Ye Qiukuang smiled wryly and shook his head: "You are willing to think so, which is a reason I can accept."

He Ling'er looked at him for a long time, then suddenly sighed, and said: "I knew I shouldn't have come out with you, a prodigal son... I believe that your ability will not end in your mouth. If you don't visit ghost prisons and even the realm of gods above the nine heavens, if you don't visit them one by one in your lifetime, you will be called mad in vain."

Until He Ling'er's figure disappeared from his eyes, Ye Qiukuang suddenly showed a slightly sinister smile.

"The goal you set is too high. If I don't learn to live by mediocrity, how can I live up to your expectations?"

……

"Brother, you finally got rid of that woman?"

"How can you say dumping? I agreed to the people of Tiangong to go to the Heavenly Sacrifice Kingdom without you even asking me. My brother hasn't troubled you yet..."

Ye Qiukuang was also so stuffed that he wanted to scratch through the two city walls. He had worked so hard to bring Mu Qingyang out of the Heavenly Sacrifice Kingdom. , now Mu Qingyang is still a half-grown brat, and by the way, he also has a girlfriend who looks like the dead vixen of Mr. Cang, no matter how you look at it, it is the rhythm of death.

"Have you ever wondered why the Tianji Kingdom is located in the northern border, and even with the strength of the Tiangong, it has not been able to get involved in this seemingly weak place? You didn't grow up there, how deep the water is here, you can't rely on the people of the Tiangong Every word and phrase is impulsive—”

Mu Qing interrupted him with a wave of his hand, and there was no fluctuation in his plain eyes: "That's exactly what I want to ask."

"Don't think about it, go back and do your homework."

"Brother, I want to say—"

"After finishing your homework, ask Mr. Cang, who is as hardworking as a gardener, to check with you. He will answer all your doubts as a young man." As soon as Ye Qiukuang turned around, he posted the face-to-face photo of the person who had been looking at you with a faint contemptuous look just now. looking at his own girl.

The girl surnamed Yue said expressionlessly: "First of all, Teacher Cang refuses to force-feed education. Secondly, your dear brother has no intention of asking for your consent."

The eyes of the girl surnamed Yue were so familiar that Ye Qiukuang was at a loss for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, his hand had already been pressed on a book as if it had been drawn.

Ma Geji, this book looks familiar!

Ye Qiukuang stared at Mu Qingyang's slightly apologetic gaze when he raised his head: "Qingyang, you—"

"I want to know more, so I can help you. Sorry, Cang Sang's 'Ling Cang Zhuan'... I brought it out privately."

Ye Qiukuang's pupils shrank in an instant. Before Mu Qingyang was enlightened, he had also seen Cangsang use the "Ling Cang Zhuan", which was simply the life book of King Yama, especially those who had made a fateful appointment. For those who deserve to die, the fate of being destined to die is imprinted in it.

Ye Qiukuang struggled for a while and found that his whole body was locked by the strange power of Ling Cangzhuan, he broke down and said, "No! Qingyang, you let brother out, you really can't watch some scenes that are not suitable for teenagers!"

The girl surnamed Yue said casually: "You can watch it with the company of your parents."

"The parents are here! The parents don't agree! Who are you! If you spoil my brother, I won't allow you to pass the door!"

"Tsk, do you blame others for being unclean and living a corrupt life?"

"Brother Qing Yang hates this girl, even more than Teacher Cang."

"Hehehe."

Anyway, you can only forgive Teacher Cang's face, but you are not willing to forgive another person...

Mu Qing looked up and turned to listen to Cang, the eyes of the copper-headed wolf on the spine of the book flashed scarlet, as if saying, "Okay, don't argue, let's get back to the topic, although Aunt Xue who helped us couldn't believe it completely, she said The words fit the logic of my imagination very well. But even so, I still want to check it, it’s not that I don’t believe what you said, it’s just that the retelling will always miss a lot of clues compared to what I saw with my own eyes... sorry.”

Ye Qiukuang still wanted to struggle: "Tell me that you are my obedient and well-behaved biological brother since childhood."

"Then tell me who else in the world is qualified to ask for the truth besides me?" When Mu Qingyang said this, his tone was very calm, and he was not excited because of his own life experience, "I became your partner in the past. burden, or even become a reminder to a mother I have never met, but at least I want to know what kind of danger the people around me are taking for me now."

Ye Qiukuang didn't wait for a reaction, an irresistible sense of dizziness hit him, his eyes went dark, as if he fell into a deep sleep instantly.

Cang Sang changed from a slightly interested expression to indifference at the beginning, and said slowly: "Turn on the Cang Cang once, and it will drain your mental power once. It's still over."

"If you can use this to uncover another layer of fog for you, this business will not be lost."

Hearing this sentence, Cang Sang smiled instead of anger, "It seems that everything is entangled, and you haven't forgotten to bite me."

"I don't deny that I always have the highest interest in you."

"Give me a rational reason."

"May I keep my unformed basis? You know that human beings are often influenced by emotions when judging a matter." After saying that, Mu Qingyang pressed her brows, another different level, as if the spiritual world extended countless The tightrope, engulfed by Ling Cang's thoughts on the other side, rushes all the way into an unknown field...

"This kid," Cang Sang interlaced his fingers and pressed against his chin, reducing the look of surprise between his brows and eyes. "I only watched Rong Yang's 'backtracking' once, and I learned...it's getting more and more interesting."

……

The sound of chaotic footsteps, the laughter of men and the screams of women.

The sickening smell of wild beasts mixed with bad wine.

The sense of hearing and smell gradually became clearer, and the numerous information that came in was like a piercing needle thread, weaving through the darkness in Mu Qingyang's mind that couldn't get rid of the overdraft.

He finally opened his eyes, seeing the old and narrow stone house made him immediately overturn half of the assumptions before entering Ye Qiukuang's mind.

Then Ye Qiukuang, who belonged to this period, can be said to have memories of his four or five-year-old childhood popping up in his mind, probably because the memories of the youngest son are very fragmented, and there is not even any useful information except for a few faces.

Brother...it was the same at that time, couldn't you even see your mother's face often?

[Mother used to be the most honorable woman in the Heavenly Ji Kingdom, but in such a country that treats women like pigs and dogs, the so-called 'noble' can only be regarded as a relatively high-value currency. 】

It seemed that a poor woman was being abused outside the cold stone house, but Mu Qingyang could do nothing but listen to the screams gradually weakening.

Scenes like this are happening every day.

It was difficult for Mu Qingyang to suppress the murderous desire in his heart, he began to imagine uncontrollably what kind of environment the mother he had never met lived in, and what kind of pain gave birth to him.

Maybe my own existence is a trace of humiliation to my mother...

This kind of thought made him anxious, until one day this prison-like stone room was opened, and a woman with a numb face threw in a distressed young woman.

The woman's injury was roughly the same as the first time she saw Rong Yang, there was not a single piece of exposed skin, and she fell into a coma.

"The women in the Central Territory... probably were caught by the wind when they sneaked in... The king said that the women in the Central Territory have evil spells on them, and if they are killed, they will attract demons... Just let her die..."

The woman's injuries continued to deteriorate, and the wounds on the skin did not seem to show signs of scabs, but continued to bleed. When Ye Qiukuang's little man dragged her onto the blanket, there was even a horrifying bloodstain on the ground.

The man in charge outside hated the blood in the stone house, and after a few curses, he hooked his shoulders and went to drink.

Mu Qingyang took a closer look at this seriously injured woman. If there were no such disfiguring injuries, she would be a woman of peerless beauty.

……Um?Although there are some discrepancies between the eyebrows, isn't this the Meichai girl?

Surprised, the woman who was seriously injured and dying suddenly opened her eyes. When she saw a ignorant child for the first time, the guard in her eyes dissipated. She sat up cross-legged, her voice was slightly weak, but she was obviously far away from the underworld.

"Son, why are you here?"

The young Ye Qiukuang opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound, and slowly lowered his head.

There was a bit of pity in the woman's eyes: "A barbarian land like a beast...how innocent is a child."

After saying that, the woman wanted to touch his head, but when she saw that she was covered in blood, she took a breath and adjusted her breath. After a while, her whole body was covered with a layer of frosty white breath, and the criss-cross scars on her skin faded to nothing.

That Meichai girl must have strayed into the Heavenly Sacrifice Kingdom after a battle with the strong monster clan, and was suppressed by half of her spiritual power by the special atmosphere here, so she had to temporarily injure herself and disfigure her face, thereby reducing the life of the people in the Heavenly Sacrifice Kingdom. alert.

She acted very decisively, and she probably made a decision without even thinking about it.

At this time, she suddenly frowned, moved the young child in front of her back, and looked at the corner of the stone room in a protective posture.

It is like an ink painting that is gradually dyed in layers, from light to dark, a person wrapped in a silver-white cloak is outlined in the darkness, and the moon-shaped tassel on the hood falls on the shoulders as he slowly raises his head, slowly revealing a Zhang Jiaoyue's face.

She smiled lightly, and there was a vigor in her eyes that was different from all the women Mu Qingyang had seen here before.

"You hid my son behind you, it should be because I am facing a great enemy."

Mei Chai stared into her eyes, confirmed that it was not a bad joke, and said: "This child is not very similar to you."

"It's my child..." The woman's eyes darkened: "This is the last one."

"In any case, you deliberately showed your figure to get me out of trouble, and I owe you a favor, the leader of the rebel army in the 'Hou Qiong' of the Heavenly Ji Kingdom—Hou Yue."

As the young boy threw himself into the woman's arms, Mu Qingyang recovered from his stupor.

...This is, mother?

Mu Qingyang suddenly wanted to seal her five senses.

It's hard to say what kind of emotion this is, it's like a sudden emptiness in the chest, followed by a burst of sadness like a levee.

Uzuki... Uzuki...

Born in the full moon at Maoshi, the most powerful spirit sacrificer in the Tianji Kingdom, the woman who was conferred twice by the Tianji King for her rebellion and usurpation of the throne.

Her eyes are calm and gentle most of the time, perhaps only showing a trace of fatigue when facing the child.

"...I wanted to run away with this child, but they put a curse on him, and he became what he is now, unable to speak, maybe they think that with this child in their hands, I dare not go out to sacrifice to the country .”

Meichai frowned, and said, "Tianji Kingdom is a land of barbarians after all, and the people who are not transformed need to be educated to cure the legacy."

"I thought she was an ordinary girl, but now it seems... the person who came was not kind?"

Meichai girl said again: "Within a day after I landed here, I knew that Tianjiguo is really a contemptuous girl like the legend, even similar to pigs and dogs."

Uzuki sat down, took the child into his arms, patted it gently, and said slowly: "Maybe it's more terrifying than you imagined... Have you seen the 'Twelve Monuments' in front of the royal city?"

"I have some impressions. I heard that it was established by the gods."

"The twelve monuments... are nothing more than high and low. In fact, it was only erected by the third king of heaven who overthrew the rule of the priestesses of the ancestral temple. He believed that men are the most noble who can conquer and fight, and war beasts can bite Enemies are next in honor, cattle, horses, pigs, sheep, etc., and domestic animals are next in line, and then women are dirty and ambitious, and can only be used for reproduction and fun. In Tianji Kingdom, women are not allowed to read and write, even Labor is not allowed, and its only function is to maintain beauty, and if you lose your beauty, you will be executed uniformly."

When Mei Chai heard this, she made a silent gesture, her eyes were as cold as ice.

"Are you provoking me?"

"You look like a proud girl. I just don't want you to get angry because you didn't realize the rules here before leaving the territory of Tianji Kingdom, and make judgments that are against your reason."

"What about you? The woman who led the 'rebel army'? I don't think that as a woman in such a terminally ill country, you can have the same insight as the Central Territory. And you have been sealed twice, and even established a rebel army to resist the royal power. Your citizens How did you criticize you? Although I haven’t been here for a long time, I have heard a lot about you.” Mei Chai’s eyebrows were deeply furrowed, and she said uncertainly: “And you don’t seem to be able to persuade those men. their strong presence."

She looked too soft, even though she was covered with a heavy robe, her figure was still extremely thin.

However, unlike those sad and numb women, her eyes seemed to have a flame that would never be extinguished.

"But in the Heavenly Sacrifice Kingdom, not only men have the power to destroy everything."

The author has something to say: The feminist chapter begins.

The update has been delayed for two days, and I am going to save words with the list _(:з」∠)_

By the way, let's sort out the customization of Jiluo. Do you want the hard shell binding better or the normal one?The general ones are cheaper. Although the hard shell ones are a bit more expensive, they look good and can be used as collections.I'm looking for Taobao to see what the process is, and by the way, I have a custom-made independent fan in the past two days... Jiluo has three fantasies==.