Nightfall Chapter 116: A bowl of noodles

Looking at the two children desperately sucking milk in their arms, Sangsang’s face did not show the maternal luster that is often mentioned in the story, or even the emotions are not too much, but her eyes are slightly slightly Zhang, because this picture proves that she is really more and more like a human being, whether it is breastfeeding or there is milk to feed.

The two children fell asleep again after eating. She put the child aside, leaned on the handrail of the **** seat, stood up slowly, walked outside the temple, looked in a certain direction of the blue sky, took out the abacus from her arms, and seemed to fiddle with her fingers unintentionally, silent For a long time.

The alcoholic is looking for her in the world, and Ning Que is rushing over here. The reason for her silence is not anxiety, but emotional discomfort. Her discomfort comes from the little changes in the process from God to man——this She has experienced this process, but the pain and weakness have never been experienced. It is real and infuriating, especially when she thinks that the alcoholic dog actually forced herself to flee. The humiliation made her unbearable.

I don’t know if it’s because of just giving birth, this humiliation has become very strong, the desire to protect her territory and dignity is very strong, she quickly made a decision.

Walking back to the Taoist Temple, she looked at the middle-aged stable woman who was sleeping under the seat of God indifferently. She looked at her condescendingly and said, "I will give you eternal life."

Nothing happened, there was no clear light, no tea, and no changes in the invisible but real destiny trajectory, because she was no longer the omnipotent Haotian.

For a moment of silence, she said: "If I can live forever. I will give you eternal life."

After saying this, she felt a little uncomfortable, her face was a little hot, and she wondered if she became so easy to get sick after becoming a human, and she wanted to do something to distract her, and suddenly saw the iron clamp.

The iron tongs called midwife tongs by the middle-aged wife, in her eyes, the workmanship is not exquisite, but there is real wisdom or novel ideas in the round shape of the front end. .

She was a little curious about who designed this, right now. She saw the familiar sign on the iron tongs-yes. She is familiar with the logo, because it is the logo produced by the workshop of the Academy. The reason why she knows it so well is because she cooked many meals in the back mountain of the Academy. Those kitchen knives have this logo.

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Sangsang took great patience to rearrange the cloth that wrapped the child. From the appearance, it can be barely called a swaddling. However, judging from the slightly frowning eyebrows of the two children, they were not very comfortable.

Just keep warm. She didn't want to bother about such a small matter anymore, and tied the two children to the sides of the **** horse saddle. Riding on the back of the lion, he walked to the periphery of the capital.

The twilight is full of fire. In the streets and lanes that are somewhat withered by the war, there are occasionally pedestrians. Looking at the huge green lion and the sangsang on the green lion, people yelled and fled in horror.

When passing a certain square, Sangsang stopped the lion temporarily. There are thousands of people on the square, kneeling and praying towards a small courtyard, which has a pile of white ash.

This is the believer of Protestantism, coming from all over, visiting their holy places and remembering their saints.

Nowadays, the power of Protestantism is gradually increasing. Song Qiliang and Chen kingdoms are in a precarious manner. It is extremely difficult to maintain the Taoist gates, and they may be abandoned at any time. They dare not shout at these Protestant believers as they did in the past.

Sangsang knew that Ye Su was burned to death in that small courtyard, and there was his ashes in the piles of wood ashes. It was from that day that her weakening trend could no longer be undone. .

Looking at the small courtyard and the black Protestant believers in front of the small courtyard, she was silent for a while, not too angry. The anger towards the deceased was meaningless, but it was inevitable that there was a slight fluctuation in her mood, and her abdomen hurts. Suffering was affected, she burst out a little. She looked down at the blood oozing out of Tsing Yi, frowned slightly, and then remembered that the number of times she frowned these days was more than in the past countless years combined.

"Let's go," she said softly.

The Lioness slowly walked out of the city. Big Black Horse took two children and followed. The Protestant believers who were kneeling in the square did not notice the pedestrian at all, probably because of concentration and devotion.

She was riding on the lion, looking at the world that was no longer yesterday, her mind gradually diverged, there was no emotion on her face, no love, but there was a certain divinity, and light slowly overflowed from the Qingyi.

She suddenly remembered one thing. When she was a child, she heard what Ning Que had said about a bodhisattva. It seemed that she was also sitting on a green lion traveling the world. This green lion was originally taken from a bodhisattva on the chessboard. Sitting on its back at this time, it really looks like a bodhisattva. I heard Ning Que said that the bodhisattva is very firm and loving, and a good bodhisattva, because he loves all the people of the world, whether they love him or not—she raised her eyebrows slightly. Dispelling this feeling, I wondered how could I become a weaker existence than the bald donkey of Buddha?

Out of the capital of Song Dynasty, the Qingshi and the **** horse stopped, looked at her at the same time, and indicated with their eyes what should they go next, and how can they avoid the alcoholic who was chasing here?

Sangsang looked northwest and looked at a certain star. She remembered that she named the star Sirius.

"Just go there."

There is Sirius in the northwest of the sky, and there is a small town in the northwest of the world.

She is now the Tang Seng that Ning Que said. She has only a godhead, but no divine power left. In the eyes of people like masters and alcoholics, she is the biggest temptation. Great practitioners of that level will spare no effort. The price came to kill her. Chang'an City was too far away and the return journey was very unsafe, so she wanted to go to that small town.

She suddenly thought that the guy named Tang Seng that Ning Que had mentioned later seemed to have also become a Buddha. That guy was nagging, but also very persistent, but didn't understand why he always liked to escape when he was traveling westward?

She didn't want to run away.

The dignity of Haotian does not allow her to continue to flee.

She is going to that town to kill the alcoholic.

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The small town is at the junction of Song and Yan. It is now very deserted and deserted. The northeast frontier army newly formed by Tang State has invaded the hinterland of Yan State. It is said that it has been besieged into the capital for ten days. The fleeing team had already crossed the town and rushed further south, leaving only a ruin of a wolf.

The only butcher shop in the town is closed, but the only painting and calligraphy shop is still open. The boss in the shop has been waiting for someone, although that person may not come back, and what he is going to do may be forever There was no chance to do it, but before the final confirmation, the boss decided to wait forever. What he didn't expect was that the drinker he was waiting for had not returned. An unexpected guest came.

Sangsang led the **** horse to the front of the shop. Crossed the threshold, looked at him, slightly bowed his knees, and met with the good etiquette of the human family that he knew. Looks a little stupid. Or awkward.

Chao Xiaoshu felt very awkward. Seeing her sighed and said, "You don't need to be polite, younger siblings."

He is a genius and unruly character, he is also very confident, when he walked the rivers and lakes back then. He knew that he would see a lot of scenery and get to know a lot of amazing people, such as His Majesty Xian, but he never thought that one day, he would become Haotian's uncle.

Zhang San and Li Si also knew the identity of Sangsang, their faces instantly turned pale, panicked, and uneasy to the extreme. They were a little dazed when they saw the two young children beside the saddle.

"This is you..." Sangsang thought for a while and said, "Little Junior Brother and Little Junior Sister."

There are three generations in the back mountain of the academy. The third generation is Tang Xiaotang, followed by Zhang San and Li Si. The sons and daughters of Ning Que's sons and daughters, of course, are the younger brothers and younger sisters.

Listening to this title, Zhang San and Li Si finally woke up, thinking that they are all their own. What are they afraid of? Quickly stepped forward to meet her, and smiled and called the little sister aunt.

From the capital to the small town, the distance is not far, the green lion and the dark horse are as fast as lightning, the twilight has already faded, the night is coming, the town is dead, only the paintings and calligraphy shops are lit.

There is only one shop and a few people, but I still have to eat.

Zhang San and Li Si were very courageous. Otherwise, they would not have held a kitchen knife, so they would chop off the head of the master, otherwise it would be impossible to keep shouting the three words "Little Master", but Dang Sang Chef Sang himself made a few small dishes and served a few bowls of clear noodle soup, he was still a little uncomfortable and even panicked.

The dishes made by Haotian himself? Who has eaten it? Who is eligible to eat?

"Your master, uncle, and aunt have all eaten, and you have eaten more than one meal."

Said Xiaoshu with a smile, but there were mixed emotions in his smile.

He looked at the fried egg with just the right tenderness on the noodles, and said after a moment of silence: "It was rainy that year. When I wanted to eat a bowl of noodles, you didn't make it for me."

"I did it later."

Sangsang looked at him calmly and said, "And today I put green onions and fried eggs."

Not many people know what Chao Xiaoshu is doing in the town, but they can't hide it from her.

That spring rainy night, I walked towards Xiaoshu and walked into Laobi Zhai. Ning Que went to kill with him with a knife on his back. After the two killed them, Sangsang gave them a bowl of omelette noodles.

This bowl of fried egg noodles is not so delicious.

If you want to eat noodles, you must kill someone, or put your life to the other person.

Looking at Xiaoshu at her, smiled, picked up the chopsticks and started eating the noodles. It was delicious.

Zhang San and Li Si took their chopsticks and dipped them in the noodle soup to feed the children who had just woke up.

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In fact, not only the book screens are spread out in the small town, but there is also a wine shop.

The owner of the wine shop is a beautiful young widow. She has no relatives and no relatives. At least after she has been scorned and bullied, there is no one caring anymore. Danglu selling wine is not a good thing in this world.

Sangsang took the **** horse and looked at her blankly and said: "Kill you, he may be very painful. Although it is only a temporary emotion, I still decide to kill you."

The beautiful woman looked terrified, her face was pale, she didn't know what she was talking about, but for some reason, she vaguely guessed who she was talking about, because she had been with him for many years--everyone fleeed. Now, she did not leave, just because she was waiting for him to come back, she believed he would take her away.

Sangsang is very weak now, but to kill such an ordinary woman, you still only need to move your mind.

The **** horse turned his head sideways and refused to come forward. The green lion hides in the night, like a black hill, slowly approaching, and may swallow the woman who sells wine at any time.

So the alcoholic appeared.

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