What is wrong with raising snakes?

Xuan Qingci felt a little depressed when he heard these words, frowning, he couldn't figure it out.He has been in the human world for so many years, and every time he hears those storytellers say that, a certain general leads the army to kill the enemy, defends the family and the country, serves the country and the people, and even wants his own family. What's more, he has never married a wife and had children in his life, and has given everything he has to the battlefield, his family and the country, just for the sake of his passion, success and fame, and will be remembered forever.

Why……

Seeing his puzzled face, Yan Fenglang continued: "The story is the story after all. Most of them kill the enemy on the battlefield for the good salary and to support their families. Only a small number of them are truly serving the country and the people. And this small group of people can affect the morale of the entire army.”

Xuan Qingci still couldn't figure it out, he frowned and didn't speak, staring at a man in the picture with a complicated expression, still thinking that evading conscription was disloyal to the country, why did he not want to sacrifice his family?

Yan Fenglang saw his confusion, and continued: "But when this family becomes a country, they will indeed abandon everything and try their best."

Xuan Qingci looked at Yan Fenglang and said, "Why? Didn't you say that they were just supporting their families?"

"The country... is also a family. At that time, there is no need for the emperor to order them. They will volunteer to join the army."

"What does Feng Lang mean to say that joining the army is a matter of initiative, not coercion? Serving the country and the people is also a responsibility to the country from the heart, not an obligation?"

Yan Fenglang nodded lightly, then suddenly leaned over and said softly, "Anyway, you don't need to join the army, what are you thinking about?"

"If one day the demon world is attacked from outside, wouldn't I have to defend my home and country?"

"In recent years, the demon emperor has been governed properly, and I have never heard of any problems."

"There are no absolutes in everything, it's better for Feng Lang not to talk too much."

Yan Fenglang became displeased, and asked suddenly: "Then if the two worlds of Tiantian and Yao go to war one day, what will you do?"

"Wherever you are, I will be there."

Xuan Qingci's answer without hesitation made Yan Fenglang's heart jump wildly.He stared at Xuan Qingci's side face, thought for a moment, and always felt that if he didn't express his inner thoughts, he would never have another chance.So he took a deep breath, and said in a low voice: "You asked me that day, what do I think about you, I actually..."

Suddenly there was an angry curse from the screen, covering Yan Fenglang's voice, Xuan Qingci stared at the screen intently, not listening to what was going on outside the screen.

"Desperate for conscience!"

Yan Fenglang was taken aback for a moment, feeling depressed, could he be scolding me?

Xuan Qingci turned his head to look at Yan Fenglang, but saw that the other party was looking at him blankly, with a hint of bitterness in his eyes, and he didn't know what he saw, so he made this expression.

"What happened to Feng Lang?"

Yan Fenglang didn't speak, but there was a hint of resentment in his eyes, thinking that it seemed that he didn't hear what he just said, it was thanks to himself that he had finally mustered up the courage.

Xuan Qingci suddenly realized something, and said, "Did Feng Lang just talk to me? What did you say?"

Yan Fenglang's eyes became more resentful, with a touch of embarrassment.

Seeing that he didn't respond to her, Xuan Qing said, remembering what he said to herself some time ago, "It's not an important thing to think about, Feng Lang should look at what is in front of him, and think about how to deal with the ghost mother."

This time, Yan Fenglang not only had resentment in his eyes, but also the word "resentment" written all over his face.

Xuan Qingci became even more strange, and asked, "What did you just say?"

The sound on the screen became louder and louder, Yan Fenglang looked at the screen and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Forget it, let's talk about it later."

Seeing a man approaching the ghost mother step by step, Xuan Qingci and Yan Fenglang entered the ghost mother's perspective together.The man raised his ax high and hit the ghost mother viciously on the head. The ghost mother fell limp in an instant, and heard the man's words in his ear.

"Mother, don't blame us. We still have a long way to go. Please do me a favor and let us live. You have worked so hard all your life, and it's time to rest."

After saying that, he raised the ax again.

At this moment, Xuan Qingci found that the angle of view seemed to be higher.

"She's out."

Xuan Qingci quickly understood what "coming out" meant.

The ghost mother's soul broke away from her body.

She watched her body being slowly decomposed by her eldest son, and the ax fell on her body again and again, blood splashed all over the ground, and her blood was all over the courtyard.

Another scene flashed in the picture. It was when the ghost mother was young, playing with three or two young boys in the front yard, where she was lying at the moment.

The laughter came from the scene and reached Xuan Qingci's ears, as if he was also present.

"Mom, I will support you in the future."

The ax no longer falls.

Xuan Qingci heard the man call a name, and then another man ran out of the room. This man was a little younger than the one holding the ax outside. After seeing the bloody ghost mother on the ground, his legs softened and he stumbled. Almost fell to the ground.

"Big brother... Mother..."

"died."

The man closed his eyes and stood in place for a long time before slowly standing up. When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were indifferent. He looked at his elder brother, who threw the ax with a "bang", gasped, and looked up. sky.

Xuan Qingci stared blankly at all this, he began to wonder what all this was for, an idea formed in his mind involuntarily, he shook his head and told himself that he would not.

However, this idea was confirmed in the next moment, and his whole body was instantly cold, as if he had been hit in the head with a blow to the head, making his head feel numb.

The ghost mother's body was divided into ten pieces by the two men, and their head was buried in the back room, under a cypress tree, simply covered by the soil, with a trace of blood on the soil.The man seemed to have noticed this, so he swept the dirt with his foot twice to cover up the blood, and sighed.

"We still have a long way to go."

Xuan Qingci took a deep breath, he saw the ghost mother watching all this not far away, and then followed the man back to the house.The young man had already started to clean the severed body, hid the cleansed body under the iron pot, took out an arm and started cutting.

He asked: "Brother...how long can we eat?"

The elder brother replied, "It depends on how long the battle will be fought by the king."

The man asked again: "What if Your Majesty doesn't stop fighting?"

His elder brother glared at him viciously, with a tyrannical and mad look in his eyes, and said sullenly, "Then keep eating."

The man's face turned pale all of a sudden, he seemed to understand something, the hand holding the knife trembled violently, his head was lowered, Xuan Qingci couldn't see his expression.

His elder brother seemed to have noticed something, leaned over and put his arms around his shoulders, and said, "Why are you panicking? I won't eat you again."

The man trembled even more, but he raised his head and smiled at his elder brother, and said, "Elder brother has always taken care of me, how could he eat me?"

"You just understand."

The ghost mother stood behind them, the blood on her face was still flowing, retaining her dead appearance.

Xuan Qingci only felt cold all over, and suddenly felt a warmth from his hand, which held him with a little strength, which gave him great comfort.

"Okay, send them there, remember what I said." The elder brother said, while taking off his blood-stained clothes, he continued, "I'll come as soon as I change."

The man took his elder brother's plate and glanced inside, the slurping gravy was still bubbling, and the heat spread in the air.

Xuan Qingci saw his Adam's apple rolled up and down once, but his face was still pale.

The man turned around and walked to another room, followed by the ghost mother.Xuan Qingci also followed the ghost mother to another room, and saw two other teenagers sitting on the table and chairs, staring at the plate in the man's hand, and rushed up.

"Meat! We have meat to eat!"

The boy showed a pair of yellow teeth, and was about to dip his bare hands into the hot soup when another boy clapped his hands and scolded, "There are still big brothers and second brothers! What are you in a hurry for?"

The boy who was beat up turned red and said anxiously: "You are the only one who thinks about them, don't I think about them! I am helping the eldest brother and the second brother to keep them. What do you know?"

"What's the noise!"

The eldest brother's voice came from outside the door, and the three looked together. The second brother quickly put the plate on the table, while the eldest brother pulled up the chair.

"Brother, sit down."

The eldest brother sat down, looked around the three of them, looked at the broth on the plate, and said in a deep voice, "We are all a family, sit down."

The teenagers sat down according to their seniority, and the boy who prevented him from grasping the meat with his hands suddenly spoke. He was the fourth child at home, only one year behind the third child.

"Where's your mother?"

The second brother froze, subconsciously looked at the elder brother, the elder brother glanced at him coldly, and said: "It is said that I have gone to Beihuangcheng, and I will be back in a few days."

The boy let out an "oh", and then said in a low voice, "Why don't we save some meat for mother?"

The second brother shook his hand holding the chopsticks and looked at the elder brother carefully, only to see that the latter narrowed his eyes with a gloomy expression.The fourth child thought he had said something wrong, so he shrank his neck in fright and remained motionless.Only the third child ate the meat with a "puff, puff, puff" and his mouth was covered with oil stains.

"Mother doesn't know when she will come back. When she comes back, the meat may be spoiled. Let's eat it first, and wait until the eldest brother kills a new... prey, and then leave it to Mother." The second brother said, finished reading. Glancing at the elder brother, motioned to him, "Are you right, elder brother?"

The elder brother said: "Of course, Mother asked me to take good care of you before leaving. You just need to fill your stomachs and the rest, elder brother and second brother will find a way."

The ghost mother was beside her with red eyes, wiped her tears with the back of her hand, then moved closer to them, sat next to the third child, and blew in his ear.

"Mother's meat, is it delicious?"

The third child's hand holding the chopsticks trembled suddenly, his face turned pale, and a piece of meat on the chopsticks fell to the ground.

The eldest brother slapped the table and scolded: "You are tired of living, aren't you!"

Xuan Qing was puzzled and asked Yan Fenglang, "Can he hear you?"

"Only seven days after a person's death, a living person, especially a blood relative, can hear or see a soul under a certain opportunity."

The third child tremblingly said, "You, you...did you hear anything?"

The fourth child shook his head and picked up a piece of meat. The third child stared at his movements with horror in his eyes.

"Are you hungry and stupid?" The eldest brother seemed to be vigilant, and said with feigned contempt.

The third child looked at his elder brother in panic. For some reason, the calm elder brother looked particularly creepy at this moment. A drop of sweat was slipping from his forehead, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand to wipe the sweat.

The second brother and the eldest brother looked at each other quickly, and asked, "Maybe you got it wrong?"

The third child swallowed nervously and nodded again and again: "Yes, maybe I got it wrong..."

The second brother lowered his eyes to hide the gloomy look in his eyes, lowered his head and picked up a piece of meat for himself, biting it down, a trace of oil oozes from the corner of his mouth.

The ghost mother smiled sadly, and got up from Lao San's side with a gust of wind, which made Lao San get goose bumps all over her body.

The picture turned again, and Xuan Qingci saw that the elder brother's eyes were bloodshot, so red that he did not look like human eyes, holding an ax expressionlessly, falling, lifting, and falling on a body. The eyes of the ghost mother are fixed on the eldest brother.

This time the place was not in the front yard, but under the cypress tree where the ghost mother's head was buried.