Drink Cang Records

Overseas East Cloud Sea·Han Hai Du Yu Pavilion——

"Last night, there was a sympathetic relationship between heaven and man. I was in a trance, panicked and confused. My friend, do you know why?"

"Last night when I went to the Jiuchongtian, it was clear that there were lightning flashes and thunder, which was a sign of great disaster for the world. If my friend can still sleep peacefully, then the Taoist name could easily be a Taoist dead pig."

"...my friend."

"how?"

"I really solemnly...invite you to discuss the disaster of the evil star."

"However, wouldn't my heart be happier if I scolded you a few words by the way?"

……

Tianhuang Central Territory, Nine Que Heavenly Palace, Eighth Palace——

The black boots stepped over the broken fragments of the floating compass. The owner of the boots closed his eyes and remained silent for a while. Compared with the four fellow practitioners with gloomy faces behind him, he was much calmer.

"Since I act as the lord, I shall protect the majesty of my first sect with one hand, but such a chaotic omen is not a good thing when an evil star comes into the world. The whole palace needs to make early preparations... From now on, I will go to the third palace , Seal the palace and prepare for battle!"

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Wild West Territory · Ghostless Prison——

"The evil star! The evil star! It seems that the time for my ghost prison to be replaced by the Central Territory is not far away!"

"Heh~ evil star, how can you be so cruel? If the old man meets your appetite, you might as well devour it in one bite, and enjoy the joy of being an evil star!"

"Huh, old ghost~ You can try something new, when the ghost queen will blame you, she will just tear up some soul banners you gave me to refine~"

"Hahahaha, what a wonderful remark~!"

"Old man, you can play your mouth in this ghost prison as much as you want, but the old man is going back to the sect to supervise the battle... But if the evil star falls on the old man, you don't come to ask for the leftovers that the old man leaked!"

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Eastern Realm · Yushuiyuan——

First of all, Ye Qiukuang has to admit that the boy Bai is very serious about everything, and he is good at elevating the seriousness of the problem to the level of the progress of human society. Normal human thinking cannot keep up with his rhythm. I just want to say three words - snake spirit disease.

These are all things to say later. Right now, the snake spirit is obviously still pretending to be a savior. Even if Ye Qiukuang is mentally prepared to tear down the bridge, he has to cross the river first.

Ye Qiukuang lay on his back expressionlessly, slowly letting the subtle pain in his bones fade away.

"Qing Yang did have abnormalities when he was born. Maybe it's because of his talent that he can make the clan fearful, so he killed this killer... But can you tell me that I am not good enough... how do you who don't know where Bei is? About our family? More detailed than me!"

The young man Bai glanced at him with the eyes of a human looking at the lips of a fish, and said, "If someone hadn't followed in your footsteps, would you have survived to this day?"

Ye Qiukuang stared at him and said, "Since you have tried your best, why didn't your brother look at you like an ice sculpture?"

"It's painful to communicate with people with low IQs."

Ye Qiukuang already decided that this person was talking nonsense, and the nanny was clearly still alive and kicking, so he said that he seemed to have died once, so he changed the subject with a heartbroken expression: "No matter what, I still want to thank you for your help. Ye Qiukuang has written down this kindness, but I haven’t asked Your Excellency—"

"First of all, I haven't decided on a title yet, and I don't want to be called casually by mortals from Yuzui. Secondly, Chenghui 37 is two or six dollars. You don't need to return it to me, just return it to Mrs. Xin."

Ye Qiukuang: "..."

According to the young man Bai, it is Ye Qiukuang's good not to let Ye Qiukuang owe him, otherwise he will be like usury in the future. construction of his worldview.

——Qing Yang, there is a snake spirit here, I can't understand what he said at all.

……

into the night.

In the dark quiet room, the stars are sinking and the moon is dark.

The eyes of the baby who should have been sleeping were slowly half-opened, limited to the body. At this time, everything in front of the eyes was blurry, like groups of color blocks squeezed into the field of vision.

There are some images that slowly loop back and forth in my mind, occasionally echoing the screams of women, the roars of men, and large expanses of scarlet.

As soon as he was born, the color of blood was already smearing his world.

He was vaguely aware of the traces of his own destiny, but he was not in a hurry to indulge that destructive thought, but slowly and instinctively restrained those violent and restless emotions in his heart... so the phantom-like world began Only one kind of red remained, brighter than blood and colder than flame.

Is... what kind of red?

With a pure emotion akin to infatuation, the baby fell asleep soundly.

The sky is gradually turning from darkness to a thin and hazy blue, just like the ups and downs of an era, and the beginning of a chapter...

……

A strand of white hair was pulled away from the slightly tight palm.

"It's white."

Then I stared into his eyes, the same color as the ink in my hand.

"It's black."

"Then, is this red?" I pointed to the bright fish swimming in the white porcelain tank.

He pressed my head and asked me to look at him. Those cold, paint-like eyes suddenly became transparent, like a mirror, reflecting my pupils.

——"This is red."

For the ten years I was born, everything was as normal as the most ordinary child among mortals.

There is nothing peculiar about me except that I cannot see. There is nothing extraordinary about my temperament, intelligence, or aptitude.This once confused the people who raised me.

"Theoretically, a person who was born with a big mouth, it is impossible to reach your age and not achieve such an achievement as a street fighter with closed eyes, huh~?"

...Maybe I met you.

The person who raised me is a person who seems to be forgotten by time, as tired and lazy as a cat basking in the sun in the afternoon.When he speaks, he is always indifferent, and he doesn't care whether you think he is talking nonsense. According to his theory, you understand what he means, and he barely appreciates it. one time.

It's just such a person with an unpleasant temper, who can be pecked at the hand even if he catches a little yellow chicken, and who only has a good face, he lives better than my brother's rapid progress, closing his eyes all the way, and even beating street bullies, county bullies, and national bullies. comfortable.

Well, yes, actually my foster person doesn't like to see my brother at all.

Every two or three months, my brother would come to him with missing arms and legs. The reasons ranged from sleeping with a powerful daughter to snatching the fiancée of a second-generation ancestor. In short, he couldn't do without all kinds of women.From locking the door to locking the windows to tying a pastoral dog to the door, my caretaker failed to prevent my brother from breaking through the door with tenacious vitality and accurately lifting the dead body into the house.

For this reason, my foster person always touched my head and sighed: "Look, this is a straight man."

[You can't beat straight men to death just because my brother is a stallion. 】

My brother’s death was not without reason. I was still very young at that time. According to him, my brother, as a rich and handsome existence with his eyes closed all the way, his goal was really too big. He didn’t want to take me to die with him, so he just caught up The person who rescued him took advantage of his shame and threw me into Engong's arms, and stuffed him with a candied haws on the road as Shuxiu.

So I sold a stick of candied haws at a high price to my caregiver as an apprentice, although my caregiver always said that he raised me as a child bride because he was afraid that his next generation would not find a daughter-in-law.

Hehe, child bride.

In order to retaliate against him calling me that, my brother would call out affectionately every time he crawled back half dead——

"Teacher Cang QAQ~"

Teacher Cang slammed the door heavily.

We all couldn't understand why he was so sensitive and irritable to the name Cang Teacher, but since seeing him upset, we should be very happy in our hearts, and naturally, Teacher Cang called Teacher Cang even more joyfully.

Then the conclusion is that our novel has only reached Chapter 2, and it feels like it will be seized... what the hell.

I helped to connect my brother's broken bones and hastily tied up the wound, and then I heard my caretaker say sadly: "Actually, sometimes I see your brother's countless paintings in the harem, and I have to accept that your brother is a god."

I looked up at his face seriously, and said seriously: "You are also a goddess."

So my caretaker became even more depressed.

In fact, because of the inconvenient eyes, I rarely see people. I don’t know what the concept of male god and goddess is, until one time I took advantage of my brother’s broken relationship and dragged the caregiver to drink, and the two of them drank under the table. Touching the faces of the two of them, my brother's outline is relatively tough, and there is a half-finger-long scar under the corner of his eye, which was left when he was hunted down when he rescued me before. According to him, he looks more manly this way.

On the contrary, my caregiver's skin is very cold, just like the ice cream woven by sharks mentioned in the book. When he is sleeping, it almost makes people feel like a jade carving... According to the description in the book, it is about It's like a goddess.

After a while, I felt that my brother's breathing was calmer, so he got up and said to the caregiver: "My brother still needs to rest, I'll go see Mrs. Xin."

"...Go."

……

Yushuiyuan is a peaceful place for mortals. They work at sunrise and rest at sunset. Occasionally, the traces of immortals who cultivate immortality in the mortal population can make the mortals here talk about it for a while. When foreigners come here, they always hear about this place. A strange thing happened.

There used to be a family named Xin in Dongcheng City. The husband made paper lanterns and married a beautiful lady. They had a daughter who died in less than a month. Mrs. Xin finally recovered from an illness and listened to her husband’s advice. So she became a nanny to a foreigner's family, and the foreigner was generous, which made the Xin family happy for a while.But the good times didn't last long. After raising the children of that family for a year, Mrs. Xin got a strange disease. At first, her complexion was sallow and her face was aging. Now, she looks like six 30 in her 71s.The husband of that family couldn't bear the beauty of his wife's age, so he began to look for flowers and willows outside. Finally, after the breadwinner brought back a three-year-old boy, Mrs. Xin locked herself in the house for two days and two nights. When it was dark, he took the child's clothes he had embroidered and left the house.

The outsider who heard this for the first time sighed: That husband's family is also ruthless. Although Mrs. Xin suffers from a strange disease, she married a wife after all, spoiled her wife and destroyed her concubine. It's really...

The local people also sighed and said: I don't know what crime Mrs. Xin suffered. Ten years ago, she was also the most gorgeous beauty in Yushuiyuan. This statement is not false.

The outsider asked again: Where did Mrs. Xin go after that?

The local continued: "In the end, good people get good rewards. The family where she raised her children bought an old house in the Jichuan Lihua Forest dozens of miles outside the city. After hearing about this, I am grateful for Mrs. Xin's care. Well, he took her there, and the food and clothing costs were the same as that of the child's biological mother, but it was much better than her previous life in her husband's house.

Outsider: This is a good thing.

The tea soup in the copper pot was boiling, and it flew from the slender copper spout into a line of bluish-blue color and poured into the white porcelain bowl. The guests just joked about this old incident, and the merchants from other places turned their attention to this place again. How much the goods in the land are worth, or the topic of whether the wife at home has a bad temper.

Other people's affairs are just a matter of discussion...

……

The setting sun went to the south of the mountain and slanted across the plain, but when it touched a long silent river flowing through this place, it lost its color.

It is said that this river leads to the other side of the Styx River. Because there are no tributaries, it seems to give people a sense of loneliness from ancient times... The world calls it, the Lonely River.

The ancient house in Jichuan is hidden in a pear blossom forest. The pear blossoms always seem to be forgotten by autumn and winter.The owner of the house also had nothing to do for a year, so he moved a stool and sat in front of the door for an afternoon, wanting to name this leaky house, no matter what, he had to be domineering like 'xx Devil's Cave' or 'x Curtain Cave'.Later, Mu Qingyang, who had learned Chinese characters not long ago, prevented the owner of the house from trying to turn the place into a monkey mountain in time, and persuaded him to change the name to "Yincang Tower", which means "glorious years, full of vicissitudes". .

I have walked the cobblestone road in front of the door for more than ten years, from stumbling to strolling in the garden, I have walked a lot in one way, just like those old dogmas, although they are boring, after listening for a long time, they can be said easily.

Mu Qingyang fastened the slightly loose blindfold. It's not like he couldn't see anything. As a young man, he still couldn't learn to control his own power well, such as the little animals he accidentally saw dead in those years. .

Mu Qingyang mourned her childhood silently in her heart, and vowed not to raise furry animals in the future.

Cangsang is slightly disappointed about this, because he prefers small animals.

Cangsang said, you can be blind, but not a fool.Blind people go astray because their eyes are covered with dust, and fools cannot go astray because their hearts are covered with dust.

Cangsang, the two words are chewed between the lips and teeth, which are bland and tasteless. Aftertaste, there is always a taste of the fusion of the clouds and mist in the mountains and the sand in the desert. Just like the feeling of this person, it is clearly the solid soil under your feet. There is always no end in sight.

There was a light rain last night, and there was a little moss on the cobblestones, but it was not slippery. This house is not small, and it seems that it was left by a high-ranking hermit. The West Garden is Mu Qingyang's daily residence, and the East Garden looked for it The man took care of Mrs. Xin's illness, and as for Beiyuan, which entertains guests, it was awarded by the current owner of the house early on to a pastoral dog that was not good at biting people and was disliked.

Yes, there was never any place for Ye Qiukuang except the chaifang.

Mu Qingyang thought for a while, and ended the topic of saving his brother's image in the landlord's mind.

After thinking about it for a while, the steps are gone, and the moment I push the east garden away, what comes out of the pavement is the fragrance of osmanthus seeds that are about to bloom and the smell of...a stranger.

"Grandma, where do you move this potted flower?"

Clear, like a nightingale, every word is like spring water falling into the restless corner of my heart.

Where is the girl from?

Mu Qingyang was a little worried about this woman's title of Mrs. Xin, so she asked, "Who are you?"

An old voice hesitated for a moment, and said: "Qing Yang is here... This girl, who was collecting medicine on the mountain, accidentally fell in the forest behind, and the old man brought her back. It's just that the young master doesn't like strangers. Then send this girl away, don't be surprised."

Hearing this old voice, Mu Qingyang raised his brows slightly, and said softly: "It's just a difficult and miscellaneous disease, madam, don't call yourself an 'old body' anymore, the teachers and elder brothers in the family respect people, not appearances, what is the surface in Qing Yang's eyes?" No difference."

Mrs. Xin couldn't help reaching out to stroke the gray hair, smiled, and called him to sit down.

"...I didn't expect to cause trouble for my mother-in-law." The girl smiled apologetically, she was a half-grown girl, her face was as pleasing as an apple that was about to ripen, but she also said generously: "My name is Yue Yue. Qing Long, the Yue people sing more and more, just now I heard your mother-in-law said that your name is Qing Yang, are you also the 'Qing' of 'Qing Qing'?"

Mu Qingyang didn't have much contact with outsiders. Hearing this, he was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said, "It's the Qing of 'when the water is clear, there will be no fish'... My teacher doesn't like outsiders. You speak so fluently, so you must be safe. Don't send me away." .”

Yue Qinglong feigned anger and said: "You are not very old, but you are so difficult to get along with, hum~ I want to stay here, can you still drive me away?"

It sounded like a child throwing a temper tantrum. After all, he didn't have much contact with creatures like girls. Mu Qingyang was speechless for a while, and said, "Have you never read a book?"

Yue Qinglong made a grimace, purposely amplified the disgusted voice, took advantage of his frowning, and tried to pick up the blindfolded ribbon with his small hands: "You don't care about me~? Why do you have to cover your eyes when you are doing well? You can walk without hindrance, let me see what you look like."

"stop!"

"Miss Yue..."

The voices of Mu Qingyang and Mrs. Xin sounded at the same time, Yue Qinglong didn't really want to forcefully tear his ribbon, but along the way messed up his neckline like a fool.

There was half of a strange tattoo on Mu Qingyang's neckline near the collarbone, shaped like a sun wheel. Yue Qinglong caught it in his eyes, and there was a flash of ecstasy, but Mu Qingyang immediately pushed him out the door.

"Irreverent! Don't disturb my mother-in-law's rest in the future!"

"Hey! You just leave such a beautiful and lovely girl outside to catch the cold? If I am eaten by a big wolf at night! I will come to you!"

Hearing Mu Qingyang's embarrassing voice through the door, Yue Qinglong's clear eyes changed to a look that did not belong to her age.

It's him, that God of Death, who is so young now...

A fanatical expression gradually appeared on Yue Qinglong's face, and she looked down at her immature hands.

Tender, clean...no bloody, gory smell like 900 years later.

... This is a gift given to her by the heavens, who took pity on her extinction of spirit and soul in her previous life!This was 900 years ago... The battle of the four worlds, the 33-day battle to destroy the world has not yet begun!Start all over again!This time, we must be careful every step of the way, and slowly... touch the existence that survived to the end!

As long as she establishes even a little karma with that last existence, she can survive!Even... side by side with him in King's Landing's second largest wasteland after breaking the cocoon!

As the mountain wind blew past, Yue Qinglong came back to his senses suddenly and became sober. He suppressed the excitement in his heart and shook his legs and feet, which were completely unscathed. As he walked, a bewitching smile appeared on his face.

So what if it's killing the gods, now it's just dealing with a kid who hasn't opened up yet, don't worry...

Light clouds obscured the few stars, and the withered winter leaves swirled and fell under the corner of the white clothes. Under the eaves, a person stared intently at the strand of white hair in his hand that was slowly darkening in the dim light of the lantern. .

Then he turned his eyes to look at the place where Yue Qinglong left, his eyes as indifferent as distant mountains were slightly perplexed.

"Women who can escape back to the time before the 'sacrifice'...variable."

The author has something to say: The number of words in each chapter is really too high. It used to be 3000 words, but now there are only two chapters with nearly [-] words. I’m a bit imaginary_(:з」∠)_

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