Snake Tale

The Story of the Snake · Zhou Budan

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更新时间：2019-03-0603:32:26

The rampant cold wind roared and swept across the wilderness, and heavy snow wrapped in goose feathers slammed down the sky and covered the sky.On the vast snow field, a group of people and horses were struggling to move forward in the violent wind and heavy snow.The snow submerged up to the shin, completely buried the road, and one wheel of the carriage sank deeply into the snow pit.The leading groom vigorously shook off his whip to drive the horses forward, but those tall horses were intimidated by the whistling and raging snowstorm, screaming in shock, but unable to move forward.The herd instinctively resisted going any further.They ran all day and night, the weather was cold, the fodder was insufficient, the wind was blizzardy, and it was icy cold-it was a dead end to drive in this cruel and harsh snow day.

The experienced coachman couldn't help becoming anxious. He tore off the cloth that covered his face, and shouted into the car, "Madam! The wind and snow are too heavy, and the carriage can't go anymore. Please get out of the carriage and ride the horse!"

There was no movement in the carriage.However, the girl who was guarding all the way on one side followed.Her petite body was shrouded in a scarlet cloak, which further accentuated the crystal whiteness of her small and beautiful face.However, there was a mocking sneer on her face: "We spent a hundred gold for you to lead us, but you can't even command a few animals?"

The coachman argued angrily: "It's impossible to drive in this kind of weather—if I knew that you were going to die, I wouldn't even give you a thousand pieces of gold—"

A white light flashed in front of his eyes, the coachman didn't see anything clearly, he only felt hot blood splashing on his cheek.He watched in astonishment as the slender girl pulled out the dagger from the sleeve, slammed it into the horse's buttocks, and pulled it down heavily—the horse suddenly suffered from pain, let out a mournful wail, and rushed forward convulsively, the axle and leather With a creaking sound, he jumped suddenly and broke free from the snow pit.

Urged by the sharp pain in its rump, the wounded horse spread its hooves and galloped in the snow.The coachman pulled the reins with difficulty to control the direction.The entourage rode their horses to catch up with him and kept pace with him.Another girl in white glanced at the glaring blood winding all the way on the snow, and said to her companion beside her, "This will attract wolves."

The girl in red didn't even look at her, snorted coldly, and said, "That's better. The wolves will make these lazy beasts work harder."

Jing Chan sighed silently, watching Drunk Fish holding the rein to control the speed, approaching the small window on the side of the carriage, smiling and saying something to the lady in the carriage.She didn't know what kind of response Madam gave to Zui Yu, but judging from the quickly disappearing smile on Zui Yu's face, that response was certainly not cordial.

They galloped for an hour, and the horse, which had been frightened and tortured by severe pain, finally exhausted its strength and fell to the ground violently.If the coachman hadn't reined in the reins in time, the carriage would have slipped and smashed to pieces on the snow.The other horse driving seemed to have reached its limit, its buttocks were ripped open by the whip, and its muzzle was covered with a thick layer of blood-colored frost. It was trembling violently because of the cold and fear, and it was already unable to respond to commands. reacted.

The coachman once again asked the nobles in the carriage to get out of the carriage and ride on horseback.The attendants including Jing Chan looked at the carriage hopefully, but there was still no response from inside the carriage.Fortunately, there was an abandoned post station ahead of the road.They could finally get off their horses to warm up to the fire and rest for a while.

The attendants drove the horses into the hall to avoid the wind and snow, Jing Chan commanded the attendants to take care of the mounts, clean up, gather firewood and light the bonfire, and Drunken Fish graciously greeted the nobles in the carriage.Mrs. Zishuo was wearing a gorgeous and expensive white fox fur, her beautiful face was as cold as ice, and she stepped into the room like a noble god, making this gloomy and dilapidated hall glow with splendor.Even in the days of fleeing, her makeup is still exquisite, her clothes are still spotless, and she maintains a calm and calm demeanor in every move.However, a dazzling light burst out from those gorgeous blue eyes from time to time, which was the anger of hatred.

She looked around the gray hall, the broken door lintels, the decayed pylons crumbling, a disgusting sour smell went straight into her mouth and nose.Like a group of cunning wild dogs, Fengxue sneaked in through the damaged window and door, and rushed at her triumphantly, her toes were wet and cold, and her fingers were as cold as wood.She hated such a dark escape!At this time, she should be comfortably leaning against the bright hearth, enjoying a rich and warm wine and meat soup-all because of that filthy bastard, she lost everything again.

She cursed the culprit, and was deeply worried about the unknown prospect.However, she quickly put all unpleasantness behind her.She calculated the distance they traveled, and estimated that they would reach Beiyan's territory in a few more days.Yan Guo has not yet recovered from the defeat, but she is sure that the Yan people will be willing to take in and arrange herself properly.No one knows Qi's high-level secrets better than her.The people of Yan will definitely want to counterattack the Qi State again and wash away their shame, and they will be the most advantageous bargaining chip.

She fantasized about the day when she escaped from birth and made a comeback, and vividly described in her heart the punishment that would be imposed on Zhong Lichun and Luo Yi, and a happy smile appeared on her face unconsciously.At this time, she heard the frightened neighing of the horses in front of the court, and the sound of the guards drawing their swords out of their sheaths.She turned around suddenly, and saw a black figure stepping into the place.

She instantly recognized who it was.Surprise and ecstasy made her throat tighten suddenly.The attendants were vigilantly guarding against this weak traveler, watching their master's face, expecting her to give clear instructions.Mrs. Zishuo was still thinking about how to tear his body into pieces, but now seeing him walk into her lap alone, she is not in a hurry to tear his body into pieces.

She lightly lifted the catkin, causing the guards who were about to draw their swords back into its sheath, looked tenderly at the man who walked up the steps, and said softly, "Good boy, are you here all right?"

She noticed that despite his best efforts to appear natural, there was still something odd about his gait when he walked.He might have been injured on the way to escape, or—as her spies speculated, he might not have healed a leg injury at all, and a dormant old disease broke out in the harsh environment where there was little medical treatment.He came purely to die.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Zishuo's chest was immediately filled with comforting warmth.

Luo Yishu turned a blind eye to the siege of the savage warriors, and sat in front of the table calmly, with his hood off, revealing a pale, indifferent, fearless face.

"Your stupidity has exceeded my expectations," he said curtly.

Mrs. Zishuo raised her eyebrows angrily.This sharp opening remark cleared away her usual hypocrisy, and she sneered: "I don't need to listen to the barking of a lost dog."

Luo Yi's hands tapped slowly on the table, and the black and dirty wood made the slender and white fingers appear more and more.He pondered and said: "You could have become the most honorable woman in Qi. I have never trusted you, but you are the most powerful candidate to suppress Zhong Lichun. I thought you would not be so impetuous and show off to Zhong Lichun Loyalty, how do you think she can tolerate you?"

Mrs. Zishuo frowned calmly.She realized that Luo Yi blamed his defeat on her betrayal, and thinking about it, it seemed that this was the most logical conjecture.Zhong Lichun's accusation of treason was rigorous and powerful, and the timing of the planning was so precise, one blow was fatal, cutting off all Luo Yi's escape routes in Qi without turning back.With Luo Yi's prudence and thoroughness, Zhong Lichun should not have been able to obtain such strong evidence.There is no doubt that this is the work of the inner ghost - and Luo Yi believes that this betrayal is precisely controlled by Mrs. Zishuo.

She could have denied it outright, slammed him mercilessly at his stupidity and incompetence, and ridiculed him for remaining ignorant despite his crushing defeat.But suddenly she had a new idea.Luo Yi gave up the way of escaping the catastrophe, braved the storm, and came to her alone, questioning her irreversible facts—her mind that was good at guessing people's hearts keenly grasped this extraordinary abnormality."You know why," she said softly.

Luo Yi raised his eyes and stared at her.Mrs. Zishuo leaned forward and said softly, "Because it can destroy you."

Luo Yi clenched his teeth tightly, the stinging expression flashed in his eyes, and was quickly covered by the cold and tough appearance.However, Mrs. Zishuo is so good at this, she captured this moment keenly, suppressed the ecstasy in her heart, and realized that she had pinched his weakness.Now he was at her mercy.

Luo Yi said sarcastically: "Even if you die with me? I thought your method would be better."

Mrs. Zishuo said softly: "You shouldn't have been born."

Luo Yi remained motionless, but Mrs. Zishuo had the chance to win, and said, "Your father used to be the person I admired the most. He was wild, eccentric, and extremely intelligent. He was born with the ability to control the fate of others. And I We were born to assist him. We are like Fuxi and Nvshao. As long as we are together, we can control the overall situation of the world. It is a pity that he is too conceited and too keen on the pleasure of messing up the situation behind the scenes, but he doesn't care about Substantial victory..."

She bit her lower lip lightly, annoyed: "I couldn't agree with what he did, so I abandoned him and followed Duke Huan to Qi State. He sneaked into the Qi Palace many times to persuade me, but I didn't obey. I was tired of relying on him to The feeling of achieving the goal. I know that I can win everything alone. Duke Huan is getting old, and his shrewd Chancellor has passed away. Someone took advantage of me to go out, colluded with the servants, and planned the regicide rebellion—”

Madam Zishuo's eyes were filled with resentful anger.Luo Yi knew for the first time that there was such an inside story behind Qi Huangong's death.

However, she didn't stop here, and continued: "I gave birth to a pair of twins during the Inheritance Rebellion. When I saw the blue eyes of one of the babies, I was horrified. These eyes He blatantly announced his bloodline, which may become an excuse for political opponents to attack me for being 'unfaithful' at any time. What's more disgusting is that he reminds me of that self-righteous man all the time. When I am alone and betrayed, more than ever When everyone needed him, he disappeared and hid in a corner of the world, ruthlessly mocking that I could do nothing without him—"

She snorted coldly, turned to stare aggressively at Luo Yi, and asked back: "Tell me——why should I keep this evil bastard by my side?"

Luo Yi looked directly into her eyes, and said coldly, "You can smash his head on a rock."

Mrs. Zishuo smiled and said: "I really thought about it. But then I had a better idea. At that time, I was hunted down by a group of wolves. They knew that I was pregnant with Liujia and escaped the slaughter. They gave birth to my baby. As the biggest threat to the throne. In order to regroup and regain everything that should belong to me, I must protect the real son of Qi," she looked at him approvingly, "I need a substitute to divert the attention of the pursuers, I need a A shield ready to deal with the unexpected—that's the only reason you survived in the end."

Luo Yi clenched his hands under the case quietly.Mrs. Zishuo didn't look at him, and said in a manly voice: "I sent someone to send my real son to Qingyan Mansion, and entrusted others to take care of and teach him properly. When I stand on my feet, I will go to Qingyan to meet him I admit that at that time he has grown into a smart and shrewd young man. As for you, I have never placed any expectations on you. Of course, I don't need to be mean to you at all, you trust me faithfully and please me , when I gave you to Xiahou, I cried so miserably that I almost couldn't bear to abandon you!"

She lightly confirmed the speculation he least wanted to think about.Luo Yi was dazzled for a while, and felt the bones all over his body rattling with pain.Mrs. Zishuo looked at him innocently and tenderly, and her soft and clear voice was more piercing than the howling of a ghost: "I know exactly how Xiahou dotes on you—in fact, that's why I asked him to send troops to help you!" One of my deals."

She saw the blue veins on his pale neck, he could hardly restrain his trembling with anger, and the saber at his waist was buzzing in the scabbard due to the soaring anger.She really wanted to laugh out loud.She really never expected that he would have such a childish weakness. This person is not as tough and cold-blooded as he appears on the outside. His emotions are even more intense than ordinary people. When the disguise is removed, he is so unbearable one strike.He still has an inseparable attachment and longing for her.She thought with regret that if she had realized this a moment earlier, she would have been able to manipulate him more thoroughly.

Yet she hadn't lost her chance.She saw that he was furious to the extreme.Anger is an emotion that inspires power.She didn't want him to just feel angry.

She Yingying stood up and hugged his shoulder affectionately.Luo Yi trembled as if being burned by fire.Mrs. Zishuo leaned close to his face, and said softly: "However, you do have something special. I never imagined that a 13-year-old child would be able to destroy a kingdom of hundreds of chariots. However, this is your destiny... ...a scoundrel bearing an ominous prophecy."

She leaned close to his ear, felt his painful trembling under his palm, and let the tender and soft words turn into vicious temptations and blow them into his heart word by word: "You did survive, and you were lucky enough to gain status and wealth." Power, but you know it well, no one will ever support you from the bottom of your heart. Some people fear your power, flock around you to flatter and run around, but once you lose power, they will be like birds and beasts Dissipate and go after another powerful person. You frantically grab power, thinking that it will fill your fears, but you are destined to fail again and again, betrayed again and again, again and again Humiliated again..."

She giggled and said pitifully: "The world is so big, but there is no room for you! Who can you pray to and make sacrifices to? Is it Luo's god? Is it Lu's god? No, you Just a lonely ghost with nowhere to go—”

Luo Yi tightly closed his eyes.She was so immersed in the pleasure of completely destroying his mind that she almost got carried away.She suddenly felt the world spinning, there was a loud "bang", and the attendants shouted in panic, she felt a sharp pain in her back, her eyes widened in doubt, and she looked at Luo Yi who suddenly clamped her neck in front of her.

There was still pain and hatred in his frowning brows, but his eyes had regained their clarity and calmness.He stared at his mother, lightly but firmly said:

"……Do not."

She was wrong.

He ignored the staring-eyed attendants all around him, and just stared at her for a long time.Although this face was covered with a look of fear and resentment, it was still beautiful and beautiful.In fact, he was born very much like her, when he was still a child, his appearance was even more beautiful and beautiful - this was the root of all his troubles.Times have changed, and now they are standing together, she is more like his sister.Her forehead was still full and smooth like a baby's, but his eyes were full of dust and smoke.Suffering makes people old, and only strong people can keep their original colors.For that matter, she was far stronger than he was—she should have been, she was his mother!At the beginning of his life, he was only a little blood clot, weak as dewdrops on the grass, and when the morning came, it disappeared in the afternoon. She hid him in her heart, protected him with her viscera, fed him with essence and blood, and taught him to mellow out day by day. Five cells and six essences, joint pores, and nine orifices of knowledge; in October, he broke the mother's womb, tore the mother's heart and liver, stepped on the mother's bones, and made her feel as painful as a thousand knives.The grace of childbearing should have surpassed Mount Tai, and there is no way to repay it.Why does she hate him so much?

She wondered how hard a child would go to please his mother.Even when he suspected her of abandoning him and betraying him, he was tortured by hatred and pain, but he still couldn't let go of his obsession with her.He forgot to eat and sleep, stayed in the cold winter and summer, studied hard and practiced hard all the time, allowing the wound to rupture and heal again, he desperately wanted to plump up his wings and soar.He wanted to amaze her, to make her regret, to make her... never again to ignore what he had accomplished.

And she finally destroyed his last bit of obsession with her own hands.

I am indeed an evil seed born without anyone's expectations.Luo Yixin said.I have no parents, no origin, no ghosts and gods to worship...but she was wrong, I am not alone.

……No longer.

He thought of that long rainy night, that person embraced him tenderly, and told him that he had doubted that there was a real feeling of giving up life in this world until he met himself.

Shen Yuzhu said, Luo Yi, you also deserve to be treated like this.

He considered himself a brutal, mean, unkind bastard, and was proud of it.But Shen Yuzhu disagreed.He chooses to believe in him when he doesn't want to believe in himself.He let him know that showing tenderness and sincerity is not self-defeating, nor should he be despised and ridiculed... He taught him that there are things in this world more worth doing than revenge.

And on the last night of the reunion, his face was illuminated by the firelight of the celebration.The huge statue of the god of society was parading beside them. He asked him what he was praying to the god, and he said, "I pray that your wish will come true."

At that time Luo Yi looked at him mockingly: "You are lying."

Shen Yuzhu smiled in disbelief.He looked at him and said softly: "Luo Yi, I hope you can realize your ambitions as you wish, but one day...maybe one day, you will feel tired or bored, and you will want to get out temporarily, where to go Take a rest. You have to believe that no matter when and where, there is someone...he is always waiting for you. "

He is where he belongs.

Mrs. Zishuo's attendants flinched and yelled bravado.She was surprised to find that his expression was completely different from what she expected.He was trapped in a siege with no chance of winning, but he was calm and composed, without a trace of fear, and even the anger that was enough to dazzle his head was extinguished.Some kind of strength supported his belief, so that he was no longer bothered by her ruthlessness and determination.

She felt her neck bone crunching in his palm, and she hissed in horror, "What are you trying to do?!—"

Luo Yi looked at her calmly, his blue eyes were like a falcon staring at its prey.He said frankly and without hesitation:

"I'm thinking about how to fulfill your prophecy, mother."

The horses tethered in the courtyard neighed in shock one after another, and everyone looked out in horror, only to find that at some point, a group of black-clothed warriors had rode their horses and approached the door.

Mrs. Zishuo was astonished.She realizes that Luo Yi is not alone.How many people did he bring?Time is running out, he will not take the risk to contact the army, these must be the dead who follow him day and night.Although her manpower is slightly better than his, once they confront each other, in terms of the blood and determination to fight to the death, there are two opinions about who wins and who loses—she cannot be dragged to death here by him!

"You're crazy!" Mrs. Zishuo snapped half frightened and half angrily, "Zhong Lichun's men may find us at any time, yet you choose to kill each other at this juncture!"

"You and I have never been 'us'." Luo Yi said coldly, "I am honored to die with you."

For a moment, she couldn't tell whether what he said was true or false, but she felt his palm gradually tightening.She suddenly had a terrifying premonition that today would be her end, and she finally trembled uncontrollably.She had never been devout and godly, but at this moment, she tried her best to whine and pray in her chaotic and passionate heart, whoever—no matter who, save her!

At this moment, there was a clear and melodious Xun sound.Everyone looked back in amazement and doubt, even Luo Yi couldn't help but stop, and saw a person walking towards here alone on the snowy ground in the distance.

The visitor was dressed in a plain robe and a cloak of lotus green and deer fur. He calmly walked into the courtyard blowing the xun and stepped into the cramped and dark room.

The tensed warriors saw his expression clearly and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.The man walked lightly and slowly, obviously without any bones, his face was pale, his lips were bloodless, and he had the weak and tired expression typical of people who have not recovered from serious injuries.This is a safe traveler.

However, Luo Yi's pupils narrowed slightly.Mrs. Zishuo's expression suddenly became astonished, her eyes flickered, as if she had thought of something.

The visitor removed Tao Xun from his lips, and smiled brightly at Mrs. Zishuo, "Don't come here without any problems, Madam."

Luo Yi's fingers loosened slightly, and Mrs. Zishuo gasped slightly, her chest heaving violently.Luo Yi's already calm ice-blue eyes were filled with anger again, and he gritted his teeth word by word and said:

"Shen Yuzhu, what are you doing here?"

*Buddha said that it is hard to repay the kindness of parents: "When a mother is pregnant with a child, it is very hard for ten months. When she is in the mother's womb, in the first month, it is like a pearl on grass. The morning will not protect the evening. It will gather in the morning and dissipate in the afternoon. ... In the tenth month, the child will be born when all the children are completed one by one. If he is a son of filial piety, he will raise his fists and clasp his hands, and he will be born peacefully without harming his mother, and the mother will not suffer; if he is a son of rebellion, he will damage his mother's womb and tear her down The heart and the liver, stepping on the mother's bones, are like a thousand knives stirring, and it seems like a thousand knives are gathering in the heart. It is so hard to be born here."