Snake Tale

These few words were soft and ethereal, as if blown away by the wind, they were transmitted to everyone's ears without any mistakes.Seeing that the ferocious hostility on Luo Yi's face disappeared instantly, Jing Chan couldn't help being surprised, and stopped crying.

Luo Yi stared blankly into the distance.The Xuanjia soldiers pushed away from both sides in an orderly manner, like thick clouds melting away, revealing a graceful and graceful figure.He didn't even blink, watching the woman move lightly with her lotus steps, her skirt rippling in the Xiangshui, leaping over the soldiers, Yingying walked in front of him.

Luo Yi suddenly felt sour in his heart, and said in a low voice, "...you are here."

Madam nodded lightly and said with a smile, "You're here."

He stared at Mrs. Zishuo.Her face was covered with a snow-white veil, only revealing a pair of glamorous and benevolent blue eyes, she poured her love on her body, and said softly: "Are you seriously hurt? Sigh, why don't you love yourself so much?"

Luo Yi was in a trance, hesitantly said: "I..." Only then did he realize that his whole body was covered with wounds, bloody and bloody, his arms were tightly tied with the ropes that held the wooden box, and his skin was ripped apart.From then on, Fang felt a sharp pain that went deep into the bone marrow.

Mrs. Zishuo turned her eyes to look at the side of the boat, as if she saw Shen Yuzhu who was sleeping under the boat, and said softly: "Do you want him? Or do you just want to make me angry?"

Luo Yi remained silent, subconsciously clenched the rope in his palm.Mrs. Zishuo seemed to be talking to herself: "I remember that when you were young, you often had night terrors and didn't want to fall asleep alone, but I can't accompany you all the time. You don't cry or make trouble. You carved a small puppet and put it on yourself. Pillowside. Can you tell me what his name is?"

Luo Yi's lips turned white, he gritted his teeth and refused to speak.Mrs. Zishuo said softly: "Aren't you willing to say? You call him A Li, the elder brother who unfortunately died when you were born and never met. Tell me, do you think he still lives in this world, even if you can't meet each other?" , he can protect you instead of me. But I never thought that when you really found him, you would torture him with all means. And now, you are desperate to save him like this...Qingnu, I have always been able to I can handle people's hearts, but I still don't understand what you are thinking about you, my close relative who is in the same line as me?"

Luo Yi's hands and feet were cold, dizzy in front of his eyes, he said in a hoarse voice: "...why do I hate him...he doesn't understand, don't you...can you still not understand?"

Mrs. Zishuo shook her head lightly and said, "I really don't understand what you are talking about?"

Luo Yi said: "You still want to lie to me? I was behind the screen that day, and I heard it with my own ears... You already knew that he was still alive, and you kept me by your side because you used me as a target to lure him away. Chasing soldiers to save him—"

He was filled with resentment, almost incoherent, recalling that he begged for food with his mother in the various countries, and the widowed mother and young son lived under the fence, seeing all the snobbish faces of those powerful women and children; after that, he was living among the people, poor and embarrassing, wandering, needless to say; and then came to Xia Guo as a hostage—that was the most heart-wrenching and unforgettable nightmare that he recalled so far... He gritted his teeth and endured all kinds of fates, but he never expected that this suffering was just suffered on behalf of others. It turned out that the loving biological mother in front of her was secretly planning such a ruthless conspiracy of Li Daitao's death!

Luo Yi felt pain in his heart, and murmured, "Why do you only regard me as his substitute, his subordinate...what did I do wrong? Why do you still refuse...to take a good look at me?"

Mrs. Zishuo's clothes fluttered in the wind, as if she was in the clouds and mist, she was clearly close at hand, but she seemed to be far away from thousands of mountains and rivers.She softly said: "Qing Nu, why do you think this way? We live in a troubled world, we make choices and trade-offs all the time, and there are always things we can't think about. Why don't I want my mother to be kind and my son to be filial, and my family to get together, but..."

Luo Yi couldn't hear anything clearly.He was seriously injured, his hands and feet felt cold, but the anger, resentment and sorrow surging in his chest made his Qi and blood surge against him, his veins dilated, and his temples throbbed wildly.But I heard my wife sigh: "... I only blame good fortune for fooling people. Xia Guo was originally a place to keep a secret, if it wasn't accidentally broken by barbarians..."

Luo Yi raised his face, a pair of eyes bursting with hatred, his teeth chattered: "Xiahou—that bastard...do you know what he did to me—what he did to me?"

He suddenly thought of a terrifying possibility, trembling all over, his throat was hoarse, and he asked in disbelief: "No...could you have known this early on?——You let all this happen, because I am already useless to you I'm an abandoned son... just like Shen Yuzhu today—isn't it?"

Mrs. Zishuo was thoughtful, lowered her head and whispered: "So, the fall of the Xia Kingdom was really due to you..."

Luo Yi suddenly let out a roar, and stood up with his sword.Jingchan never imagined that a person who was seriously injured and supported so that he would not lose consciousness would have such courage. She was terrified and wanted to order to release arrows, but Madam Zishuo stopped her with her hand.She has seen that Luo Yi, who is in a frenzy, no longer has the strength to fight back.Luo Yi's mood was agitated, his blood gushed like boiling, and his chest was filled with turmoil.The bouts of weak dizziness made him feel that the sky was turned upside down; within the four universes, all the so-called principles, family relationships, blood relationship, and human feelings, all turned into outright hypocrisy and absurdity... Only the heavy weight on his right arm remained, The thick rope that cut into the skin of the body was like an umbilical cord, connecting him with the person who made him hate him so much, but who desperately protected each other—is there anything more upside-down than this in the world?

He leaned against the side of the boat and couldn't help laughing lowly.Unexpectedly, he stretched out his fingers inch by inch into the lower rib wound, the broken flesh was lifted up, and the blood gushed out like a fountain, splashing down to the ground along the gap between the fingers.

Even Mrs. Zishuo, who was as poisonous as a snake and scorpion and as hard-hearted as a stone, couldn't help being momentarily stunned by this cruel act, but Luo Yi said in a low voice:

"My blood... stay here and give it back to you!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly leaned over the side of the boat and fell straight into the river.Jing Chan couldn't hold back any longer, and with an order, the archers rushed to the side of the boat, drawing their bows and firing in volley.Thousands of feathered arrows were like migratory locusts covering the sun, heading straight for the river where Luo Yi fell and disappeared.

After the rain of arrows, a pool of blood appeared on the surface of the river, and broken wood and feather arrows rushed up one after another.A gust of wind blew across the river—there was nothing on the surface of the water except for countless scum that drifted away with the waves.

On the bank of Qinwei, the moon and stars are rare.Egrets inhabit the reed ponds by the river, sleeping with their wings tightly folded and their necks crossed.Suddenly there was an uproar of water, and the birds flew into the air in shock, circling unstoppably.On the calm and waveless river, a figure came out of the water, wading slowly towards the shore.

Luo Yi was drenched in the bluish-white moonlight, dragging Shen Yuzhu, who was still unconscious, stepping on the fine gravel on the river bank with one foot deep and the other shallow.In the late spring night, the skin-piercing cold wind howls, but Luo Yi feels that the water is dripping from his body, and sticky sticky strands.He later realized it was his blood.Far behind him, Jiang Xin's small boat could be seen burning with lights, and there was a faint sound of gongs and drums.He knew they were not entirely out of danger yet.

But his heart was a numb calm.He limped and staggered forward slowly and numbly. It was not easy to support himself, let alone dragging a grown man.How he has survived until now is already an extremely unimaginable thing.Although the sores were hastily bound, they still ruptured with the movement, and faintly bleed.Worse than the pain was the wave after wave of weakness and tiredness.The weight of his feet is over a thousand pounds, his ears are ringing, and there are already scattered double images in front of his eyes... The dusty memories are waiting for the opportunity to mess up and dance wildly in front of his eyes-he heard the thunder god beating the giant drum in the air, he heard the raging With the gunpowder smoke rising from the raging flames, he saw the corners of the palace crashing into the fire and turning into flying dust, the barbarians with bearded and bloody mouths laughed wildly and tore apart the flesh and blood of the living, the iron hooves crushed the bodies of the screaming and fleeing palace maids, and the broken limbs were broken from the pills. Slipping down from the top...

All the noise and heat suddenly faded away.The moonlight drenched the spring grass into snow, and the sky and the earth were a lonely silvery white.The almost hopeless silence, the unbearable biting cold.A child crawled on the endless snow, and crawled towards him. Behind him was a trail of blood, like a long red snake that had been crushed into several pieces.

The toe hit a protruding rock, Luo Yi staggered and fell to the ground.The sky full of stars suddenly fell on him.At that moment, he was suddenly enveloped by a piercing fear.ten years.Could it be that the self who claims to be strong is actually just an illusion produced by that young child struggling in the snow?Could it be that he never walked out of that smelly and corrupt Summer Palace?

No.He quickly dismissed the chilling thought.What's the difference.

He turned his eyes and saw Shen Yuzhu's sleeping face with closed eyes beside him.His breathing became rapid, he supported his body on his elbows, dragged his immobile legs, and slowly crawled to his side.He stretched out his stiff fingers, and slowly brushed off the messy hair on his face. Looking at his calm eyebrows, he felt a sense of peace gradually filling his heart.He buried his eyes in the sockets of his shoulders.

He had never realized so clearly at this moment that he must not lose this person.He could no longer lie to himself.In countless moments of life and death, his instinct broke through the usual utilitarian calculations, and he rushed towards him in an unreasonable and self-assertive manner.Shen Yuzhu would never know that when Luo Yi was sinking in the mud, he was a bunch of stars that he wanted to grab.His cleanliness, grace and serenity are the opposite of him everywhere.Only with the help of Shen Yuzhu, Luo Yi can cleanse the karmic fire from the hell of ignorance that the painful and hateful past ignited on him.No amount of resentment, no amount of jealousy, no amount of vigilance, no amount of fear can offset his possessive desire for him... They are destined to be in the same place, no matter how far apart they are, intrigues, life and death Kurong—what is that?

The joints of the whole body seemed to be full of thorns, and they were so tired that they could no longer bend or stretch an inch.However, Luo Yi's heart was extremely calm.He had a more embarrassing moment, and he knew that he would be able to stand up eventually, so why not take a break at this moment?He embraced Shen Yuzhu, let his wounds touch the moist and slightly cool skin of the other person, and fell into a vague dream.At the end of the dream, he hugged his neck and slept peacefully in the sea of ​​corpses and blood.

The author says:

Lao Luo's salary is too easy to provoke... On the other hand, Lao Shen, he slept comfortably for two chapters...(￣▽￣")