Shape of the Wind – Volume Meteorite Chapter 5: Upside down and weave the heart

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He will always remember the sight of that day.

Before that day, he was the prince of a country. Although it was only a small country a few hundred miles away, in these hundreds of miles, he called for a promise and ordered him to obey. The children of Yubo, give and ask , Has been surrounded by wealth since the moment of birth, this kind of life seems to never have an end.

Until that day came, the rebels suddenly attacked and broke through the gate of the palace with the power of breaking bamboo, turning everything into a sea of ​​flames. He immediately judged that the situation was gone, and at that moment, he made the devil's decision.

The founding artifact handed down by our ancestors, the True Dragon Sword, has always been a testament to the orthodox kingship and one of the inevitable goals of the rebels.

He entrusted it to the eldest daughter and asked him to bring a sword to break through, but he secretly escaped from the palace in the tunnel when everyone thought that he was going to defend the palace and die as a martyr, taking advantage of all the enemy forces. When the attention was drawn away by her daughter, she left the country and escaped safely.

On the way, he was chased by the enemy several times. He even pushed his second daughter out of the car, speeding up the speed while creating chaos.

In this way, when the head of the rebel army jumped into anger, he finally managed to escape, after dying hundreds of lives.

These sacrifices, he believes, are all at a price.

As soon as you succeed, ten thousand bones will die, not to mention the great cause of rejuvenating a country.

The proof of kingship is only superficial. The main body of the kingdom is the king. As long as the king is still there, there will be a day of restoration. As for the relationship between father and daughter, it is even more trivial. For a big man, he can abandon everything if he is stuck. The vulgar love, how can there be a day to regain the throne!

So, from start to finish, he never regretted it.

However, since that night, he hasn't had a good night's sleep.

Whenever I lie down, there is always a fiery red scene in my mind. In the burning night, there are the shouts of soldiers, the smell of corpses, the trembling air of killing, and the presence of concubines. The cry before death, and her, a stern figure of bright red.

She can't be alive anymore.

That day, he had this idea when he handed the True Dragon Sword to her. Afterwards, as expected, she and her sister were captured by the rebels.

Two beautiful girls, both with royal status, fell into a group of soldiers and bandits like wolves and tigers, what else could they end up? I only know that after that crazy night, they are gone forever. news.

She should be dead!

Unsure of this answer, it became a daily burden in his heart.

A long time ago, he was afraid of this eldest daughter. She was clever and quick, with a strong personality, and her martial arts attainments far surpassed his comfortable father.

She serves her parents very filially, but he somehow fears this daughter, but he never thinks of a reason.

And now, the reason has appeared. Once she is not dead, she has figured out all the joints, how can she not let his father go.

Such resentment, such betrayal, she will return this blood account for all the dead souls.

So she must die.

He is always inquiring about her whereabouts, and everyone else thinks he cares about his daughter. Yes, he cares about her daughter. Unless she is sure that she is dead, even if he regains the throne, he will never be at ease.

He even kept concealing his name, in addition to avoiding the rebels, he is also avoiding her. If she does not die, he will follow him everywhere, if she really finds out...

But, if so, he still can't hide.

Every night, the figure of Li Hong holding a long sword, with blood and tears dripping from the tip of the sword, always makes him wake up in profuse sweat. For a year, his spirit has been on the verge of collapse.

And now, she is back.

On the back of that puddy boy that day, even though his appearance had changed drastically, he recognized her at a glance.

It's her, it's definitely her, she really came back from hell.

No wonder that two nameless boys can do great things repeatedly. She was born to be her own magic star, but if she taught her not to die for a day, he has trouble sleeping and eating in this life.

In the dream, the repeated scenes were staged again, and the silver-white sword light, bright red blood, and cold sword tip pierced his chest again.

"Ah!!!" Amid the screams, Mr. Chi woke up in sweat, and when he glanced at nothing, he howled like a beast.

"Go to her... Find her out for me... Thousands of corpses... Thousands of corpses..."

Why?

Why can't you let me sleep well...

El Tienno Calendar, July 30, 565, El Tienno Kingdom, Hangzhou

"Hey! How come raising pets is so difficult!"

"This...I don't know, maybe this one is special!"

In a medium-sized private house, Lancelot and Xiaocao sat paralyzed on the ground, looking at a messy room, their faces were exhausted except for the dark circles caused by staying up all night.

After more than ten days ago, Feng'er was brought back from the underground warehouse. The two of them had no peace anymore. Feng'er, who seemed healthy, suddenly fell hysterically less than two hours after entering the house. On the ground, he convulsed and foamed at the mouth.

The result of Xiaocao's diagnosis caused the two to swear at the same time. It has long been rumored that Honglou would use drugs to control the actions of the women under its banner. It was unexpected that Feng'er was also a victim.

Lancelow made a decisive decision and immediately made a decision.

First, Feng'er cannot be controlled like this; second, Lancelow has no drugs to administer. There is none now, and there will not be any in the future.

So, the final conclusion is to help Fenger detoxify.

It’s easy to say but difficult to do.

Relying on Xiaocao to be skilled in medical science, I went to the pharmacy to dispense a few doses of calming and blood-clearing medicines, and gave Feng'er a regular drink; according to estimates, it would take about ten days to detox, in order to prevent Feng'er from being in a semi-coma At the time, she tore and bite randomly, and had to lock it in the corner with an iron chain as thick as her arm. Otherwise, with the strength of her orc's arm, she would be infinitely powerful, and once she went mad, who could stop it.

These more than ten days have not been easy. In order to take care of Feng'er, the two of them can be said to be inseparable, and even Ziyu has no time to go, making Lancelow sigh in the air all day, the worst. , Or Xiaocao, even though Lancelow mistakenly thought she was a male, Fenger’s defecation was handled by Xiaocao, for no other reason. "Because you are a rabbit, rabbits will not behave unruly towards women." ."

This is Lancelow's reason.

In this way, Xiaocao took up the job of a nanny. Fortunately, she is a daughter, and it is fair to do this job. However, as a princess, she is only served by people on weekdays, and she has become like this today. It's a terrible end!

However, during this period of time, Xiaocao also saw the other side of Lancelow. Due to the absurd "father role", whenever Feng'er could not bear the pain and crying endlessly, Lancelow would Will be on the side, rolled into a recorder with leaves, "wheezing and whining"

Blow up, and with the sound of the flute melodious in every corner, Feng'er will stop, just like a child acting like a baby to his father, gently nestling beside Lancelow, and falling asleep.

Lancelow, who is immersed in the sound of the flute, will have a particularly gentle expression, that kind of quiet and peaceful smile, and often look at the grass in a daze. "What the **** is under this man's appearance?"

Xiao Cao is happy to be able to go further and get closer to the answer to this question, although he can't help but feel a little sad, because it is not he who makes Lancelow show this side.

For more than ten days, the toxins in Feng'er's body have been almost eliminated. Tonight is the last key. As long as he can survive tonight, Feng'er will be free from drug control.

In order to prevent Feng'er from biting her tongue by mistake, she was put in a towel in her mouth and her hands were tied tightly.

In order to be afraid of any changes, Lancelot has not dared to leave since midday. Although the physique of the orcs is similar to that of humans, it is still different. And the ones who use their brains to help the orcs detox, probably except Lancelot, no one else will do it, so when the toxins are gradually diminishing, there may indeed be unexpected mutations.

Furthermore, during the daily process of extracting the poison from the golden needles, the grass responsible for diagnosis also discovered that in addition to the toxicity of the anesthetic, there is another unknown strange toxin in Fenger's body, which is deeply entangled in the organs. Dirty and blood can't be driven away, so I can't help teaching the grass, so I should be very careful when administering the medicine, so as to avoid the mutual impact of the medicine and cause tragedy.

The sun is set to the west, the MSI gradually rises, and Feng'er, who is gradually regaining anger, falls asleep quietly and breathes well. It should be no problem.

The grass, who was able to take a breath, yawned a long time, trying to find a pillar to sleep on. With a glance, he saw Lancelow lying down under the locust tree in the yard, and fell asleep.

To tease, Xiaocao broke a straw tube and quietly approached Lancelow, very carefully, very carefully, putting the end of the grass between Lancelow's nose and scratching it.

"Ha...Ha..."

Lancelow salivated his face and slept soundly. Although the grass teases in every way, Lancelow, who is intoxicated in his dreamland, does have the characteristics of a pig. When the sky falls, he will be covered, and whenever the nose feels itchy, Lanslow Silo turned to sleep on his side and continued snoring, as if nothing happened.

"Damn it, I don't believe I can't wake you up."

Xiao Cao got up stubbornly, and followed Lancelot, turning around.

"Ah!"

With an exclamation, Lancelow was intolerant of harassment and launched a surprise attack. He turned sideways, turned to the grass leg, used it as a pillow, and fell asleep comfortably.

With a hint of shyness, the delicate face of Xiaocao Furong also bloomed with a sorrowful smile.

Gently straighten Lancelow's big head, and gently comb his hair like grass, one by one.

"You, what a stupid thing, you can't see it, what a useless guy."

Although the words are blaming, the tone is softly whispering.

I don't know when, Xiaocao has a habit of peeking at the sleeping face of his sweetheart. The sleeping Lancelow's face is peaceful, and there is no recklessness in the day.

"I help you organize it like this, doesn't it look like your wife!" Xiaocao smiled softly, "Marry me, it's your blessing, Xiaocao is smart and capable, and girls can do it. She doesn’t have a lot of things, she doesn’t look bad, and she has a good body. Don’t you think you have made a big deal?"

In this case, the so-called lady will never say it, but Xiaocao is different. She has always believed that it is not wrong to express love to your sweetheart. Who said that when you propose, you will kneel on the ground with a bouquet of flowers. , It must be the man.

Only oneself can strive for personal happiness.

But, can you really be happy?

If Liya's identity is revealed, it is by no means only Lancelow's reaction to face.

Abandon the queen's status and ignore everyone's expectations, to Reings. As far as the kingdom of Tiron is concerned, Liya is undoubtedly a sinner forever.

Liya still dare not do this. At present, she can only use the identity of Xiaocao to deceive herself temporarily, so that she can not face everything that Liya should have faced.

Once her identity is revealed, no matter what kind of endgame she is facing, or whether she can use the sacred power, Liya will have to go back and take on the responsibilities she has to take. At that time, even with Lancelot No matter how good the relationship is, there is only one way to separate.

So, what is the point of saying whether you are a daughter or not?

Oh! In the past, when I read folk legends, I always felt that the heroine in it was too suspicious and stupid. She would only pray for the alms of fate, and would not strive for happiness for herself. When the governor comes, Fang Xiao will be upset and unwilling. and also.

The creation of things in the world is actually an answer to Ruos.

In the dream, Lancelow felt his body turned upside down and was quite uncomfortable. He opened his eyes suddenly, screamed loudly, and screamed and crawled out of ten feet in an instant.

"You...what do you want to do? Don't think everyone is familiar, I... my uncle won't come to yours."

He made a frightened announcement, and found that Xiaocao lowered his head, his slender body twitched slightly, and did not respond. Lancelow boldly walked closer.

"What are you doing...Huh! What are you crying?"

"No...no." Afraid that Lancelow would notice, Xiaocao quickly wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes, and forced a smiley face, "Where is it, it's your own dazzling, you're wrong!"

"Will it? Your eyes are almost redder than a monkey butt, and you said no."

"Oh! It was just blown into my eyes by sand, so I shed a few tears, and it's all right."

Although it was an old-fashioned reason, it was enough to deal with Lancelow's carelessness. He grumbled a few words and left the matter behind.

The two sat down and started chatting.

In order to divert Lancelot's attention, Xiaocao managed to open a topic.

"Why do you still play the grass flute?"

"Oh! That thing, I learned from the old man when I was idle before," Lancelow laughed and said: "It's very convenient. You can fold the leaves and use it as a grass flute. Go wherever you go and play. Where to go."

"It's very interesting, teach me how to play well another day."

In order to have memories that can be shared with his sweetheart, Xiaocao has always worked hard.

"Teach you! Hmm...Although you are a little stupid, it should be fine to have my famous teacher here."

Lancelow said confidently, as he said, there was a flash of light in his mind, "Hey! Don't you know how to compose? Help me think of a song and see if you can impress Miss Ziyu."

"It's true that three sentences don't leave the line."

In the heart of Xiaocao, he secretly scolded the other party for being incomprehensible, but he had no intention of rejecting it. After thinking for a moment, he raised his palm, tapped, and hummed softly: "Guanguan Jujiu, in the state of the river, a pretty lady , The gentleman is so good."

Although there are only a few sentences, they are pleasing to the ears against the clear voice.

The four-character poem of the Silk Country is a must-read scripture for scholars in this country. It is not widely spread on the Wind Continent, but with Ziyu’s talents, it is bound to be known. Lancelow accidentally played it , Or can receive the effect of a surprise.

"Um... I don't understand." Lancelow looked confused, "What turtledove, nine-guan bird, and sculptural bird, can you change one!"

Xiao Cao laughed, "Your Miss Ziyu, who is very knowledgeable, is not an ordinary superficial woman. How can I get into her Dharma in a small town? It is a popular singing nowadays. People only think it is tacky. You don't need this tune. , How can she put it in her eyes."

"That said."

"The poem means a young man who has longing for a girl and wants to pursue her hard. It suits you well, come and have a try!"

I don't know why, in the bottom of Xiaocao's heart, there is a faint expectation. Even if it is difficult to achieve in her lifetime, she hopes that one day Lancelow can sing this song to herself.

For the God of Destiny, such an idea is considered a luxury.

"Turn off..."

Lancelow opened her mouth to sing, but was interrupted by the loud noise in the room. Looking back at the room, Feng'er, who was sleeping peacefully, did not know what was stimulated, and violently broke free from the iron chain on her body.

The leisure time disappeared, and the two rushed into the house to take countermeasures.

"Be careful! Hold Feng'er quickly, don't let her move, get through tonight, she will be fine."

Xiaocao took out the golden needle, trying to temporarily paralyze Feng'er's movement function, but because of the target's constantly twisting, because of the fear that the needle would be broken in his body, he dared not start.

"What you said is very easy, she is stronger than three big men, how to catch it!"

Lancelow, who was responsible for holding Feng'er, was groaning because of the strange power beyond imagination. After several failed attempts, he hit the extremely strong body and fell to the corner of the wall, dizzy.

"Don't Feng'er like to listen to you playing the grass flute? You try to play it to ease her emotions."

The hard one is not good, so I have to come soft. Hearing Xiaocao’s advice, I remembered the last magic weapon Lancelot, who was about to take out the leaf flute, but saw Feng'er struggling for a round, slammed hard, and spit out It's almost a pulpy towel.

"Don't."

The towel protecting the mouth disappeared, and Feng'er bit her tongue in madness, and Xiaocao exclaimed for it.

At the time of crisis, a thick and powerful arm reached Feng'er's mouth in time, saving her life.

The owner of the arm had a hard time. The teeth of the beast were extremely sharp. Under the violent swallowing, the skin was spattered, and a lot of blood was gushing out like a fountain. It's because the arm was particularly strong, otherwise the strongman would have to break his wrist on the spot.

"Big Brother."

Seeing that Lancelow was injured, Xiaocao was anxious. No matter who the other party was, he would put a needle into Feng'er's face to make her feel relieved.

"Don't mess around."

Lancelow frowned. He loves being a hero, but he doesn't like being a hero. His wrist hurts so badly that he almost wants to scream, but since he is determined to save people, he must have a beginning and an end.

Stopping the grass with his left hand, Lancelow ignored the pain in his right hand, patted Feng'er's head like a brother, and whispered: "If you want to bite, bite hard, and if you're happy, give it away. I'll give you the arm, but don't move it, absolutely don't."

Speaking, took out the grass flute with his left hand and played it in a low voice.

The low but loud flute sound, high and low, with the dry night breeze, spread all over the place to cool down.

Lancelow can only use his left arm, and his skills are not proficient, so it sounds rather jerky.

But behind the clumsiness, there is a kind of ancient freshness and simplicity, which inadvertently flowed out, like the wind roar of the towering dense forest, like the waterfall of the clear stream of the mountain stream, like the sound of the ape in the ancient cave of the cliff. It's more like a star language that flickers in the sky.

That kind of feeling is like a person. After being exhausted, you return to the comfort and peace of your mother’s arms. There is no falsehood or no falsehood. It can make you completely relax and close your eyes. sleep.

From the moment the flute was played, Feng'er calmed down and listened silently. The expressions in her flustered and ferocious eyes gradually became serene, returning to the emerald green.

It's not just Fenger who is shocked, but also Xiaocao.

I don't know when, her eyes are full of tears.

It's not sadness, no sorrow, but a feeling beyond it.

In the appreciation of music, above the sound quality and timbre, there are also timbre. The grass at this moment is deeply moved by the great timbre.

In the immature flute sound, Xiaocao heard the poems of history, the rumors of the earth, that is a pure natural sound that cannot be modified.

At this moment, she somewhat understood why Feng'er was so drunk at Lancelow’s flute. Perhaps it was because they both came from the mountains and forests. The frequency that belonged to the earth made them feel in a certain way. To the extent, the mind is the same, and at this moment, Xiaocao thanked the teacher who nurtured Lancelow for cultivating such a good student.

After the whistle blew loudly for a while, it ended quietly without any fancy.

"Hey! Why are you guys staying there, watching the show! Hurry up and help me stop the bleeding, my uncle is going to faint."

Confirming that the situation can be controlled, Lancelow withdrew his right hand from Feng'er's mouth, but saw the two people dumbfounded, frowning and cursing.

"Ah! Yeah... I'm sorry."

Xiaocao woke up from the shock of the music and saw that Lance was half of his body full of blood, and he almost rolled his eyes again.

"What are you doing, I haven't seen blood! Make a fuss."

Lancelow has been accustomed to bleeding and injuries on weekdays. This small injury is not seen at all. It is just that he has lost a lot of blood and is a little dizzy.

"A little injury scared you like this, I really don't know if you are a man."

"I was not a man." Xiaocao whispered back.

"What did you say?"

"I didn't say anything. Put medicine, put medicine."

Take out the application items and use a neat technique to stop the bleeding, apply the medicine, and then wrap the bandage. All the movements are less than one minute. Following Lancelow for a long time, Xiaocao’s nursing practice makes progress. People are speechless.

Feng'er on the side, watching the two busying around, felt curious, but his body was tied up, unable to move, and rolled to Lancelow's side.

"Oh! Stupid cat, don't come here at this time..."

"Brother, don't move, the wound has opened again."

"You lick, you lick, everything tonight is done for you."

"I told you not to move. Didn't you hear me? If this continues, I won't care about you."

"Oh..."

"Meow meow meow..."

Amidst laughter and curses, another dawn came again, feeling the warm morning light, which seemed to make people believe that all the troubles and sorrows were about to be driven away.

Worries and sorrows have been driven away, go to lie to ghosts.

Looking at the golden morning light on the horizon, Zi Yu sighed quietly.

It should have been fourteen days, since fourteen days ago, the two-person group of the dead treasures had escaped dangerously, and they had never entered Luoqiong Xiaozhu again.

Zi Yu, who is in charge of secret security, naturally did not neglect her duty. She sent two capable servants to look after her secretly day and night, and immediately report back whenever there is a movement. She will rush to the scene in the shortest possible time.

There should be no problem with this arrangement, but maybe I am too free! Actually will miss those two people.

We have been together for many days to make the room lively, and I am used to playing and making noises. Every day, there are different jokes. Sometimes, as long as I think of it, there is an urge to smile.

It's weird to miss them if I haven't seen them for a few days.

Zi Yu said that Lancelow and Xiaocao are very good friends. When we are with them, we will never be deserted, but...

Oh!

Why, even today, is there still an inexplicable throbbing with the word "friend"?

For so many years, haven't I walked here alone?

The sorrow of losing her parents, the loneliness of not having a close friend, and the bleakness of having to be alone, had long since trained her to be such a deserted and lonely personality that scorned everything.

Since this is how it came in the past; of course it will continue this way in the future.

This is a destiny that I have long recognized and cannot be changed.

How did I know that I would meet these two nemesis? Before I knew it, I shared the warmth of family with myself, gradually melting the original cold heart.

In the past few days, Zi Yu, who is sitting alone in the small building, always feels as if he has lost something.

After tasting the warm sun, I know that it is cold and cold; I feel warm and lonely even more!

It's ridiculous. For a long time, she always regarded Lancelow as a clown, and the boring guys on the left and right, always looked down on him and despised him.

But how could I think that after a few days, the loneliness that struck me was so deep that I occasionally looked back and wanted to confirm someone's figure, but it only made her more lonely.

Recalling carefully, Ziyu smiled. It was very interesting to see Lancelow doing hands-on with people. Although the martial arts were clumsy, he often fought and ran and was very embarrassed, but at that time Lancelow was very angry. Feiyang, with its own rare masculine spirit, is heartbreaking. It is a true heroism that is extremely difficult to see in the world.

What’s worse is that the human principle that Zhilanslow is obsessed with, the longer the time, the more profound the taste of chewing, and the stupid face that only smirks, but with the passage of time, and The more clearly I became clear, after a meal, I meditated and practiced, and that smile always appeared in front of my eyes involuntarily.

Who is so troublesome that provokes Acacia?

Zi Yu doesn't think that she will be tempted by human love, but what is it?

In the past few days, I have always heard the maids whispering, worrying about the young lady's heart...

Oh!

How can you get such a field!

For the sake of the future, the correct approach is to completely maintain an official attitude, treat them as objects in the task, and no other involvement. This should be better for both parties, but...

After thinking about it for a long time, Zi Yu called the maidservant and gave the order to go out by car.

"Xiaocao, why do I think you look like a panda?"

"Each one another, each other, big brother, your dignity now looks like a panda."

Lancelow and Xiaocao have sleepy eyes, with dark circles under their eyes, looking at each other.

Rao is Lancelow's energetic, tired and staying up late for a few days, but couldn't help it. After the last night, he crawled back to the bed he hadn't seen for a few days, squatted down fiercely, and shouted loudly.

Xiao Cao didn't even have the strength to move. He found a chair casually. Before he could climb up, he collapsed on the ground and passed out.

The journey of happy dreamland did not last too long, so Xiaocao was pulled back into the real world. To put it right, he was kicked back because Lancelow simply kicked it after he failed for a long time and trampled hard. Kick the grass into the yard and wake up with water.

It doesn’t count to wake people up. Lancelow almost stripped the grass and took it to clean his appearance. The grass was so scared that he screamed and ran so fast. He finished all the housework in one and a half minutes. A record high.

The reason for getting people up is very simple. Because of the delay for many days and did not go to visit Miss Ziyu, Lancelow was very anxious and feared that a rival would appear, so he had to drag the grass to the door without sleeping for four hours. visit.

"Let me sleep...Let me sleep..."

"Don't sleep, it's a great life, don't you think you should do something more meaningful?"

"It's your business to chase girls, why did you pull me up." Xiaocao said shakily, barely supporting his eyelids.

"Well... because we are two brothers, you are young and have no experience in chasing girls, so I will show you your brother, so that you can move forward and retreat in the future."

I'm sorry to say that I will be nervous, Lancelow just thought of a high-sounding reason.

"This reason is too false, I don't accept it."

Xiao Cao forced a smile and ordered: "Feng'er, go and lick him."

"Hey! Don't mess around... your trick... is too poisonous."

Seeing Lance running around the field, even though he was exhausted, Xiaocao laughed happily.

In the past few days, Feng'er's kisses and kisses are Lancelow's nightmare. Somehow, he was afraid of such excessive physical contact and didn't dare to push away, only to escape.

"Hey! Why does she only chase me and not you!"

"Oh! Who taught that when the eldest girl opened her eyes, you happened to be standing in front of her, she is the master, of course she is closer to you!"

Xiaocao’s words are not wrong. Feng'er’s temper, as far as pets is concerned, can be said to be extremely withdrawn and difficult to get close to people. Except for Lancelow, he has deep feelings for every creature that approaches. Deep guard, even Xiaocao herself took a long time to get her closer. Before that, Xiaocao had two injuries on her body and one bite.

"Feng'er, stop making trouble, come back to me."

Although she was hiding with Lancelot, it was Xiaocao who was responsible for the upbringing work. Over time, Fenger became the most accustomed to Xiaocao's orders. Upon hearing the order, she immediately flew back to Xiaocao's arms.

"Let’s lie down, don’t move."

The grass followed the lines of her body hair, and Feng'er meowed comfortably.

Feng'er, who got rid of the drug addiction, had a haggard complexion, but her hair and complexion had a healthy glow, so she only needs to recuperate for a while.

She lay on the grass knee and cleaned her hair. On the whole, Fenger's appearance was very beautiful. If she put on a dress and put on makeup, she would not be inferior to human beauties.

In the bottom of Xiaocao’s heart, there is a question. These days, Feng'er has acted like a beast. Although the IQs of the orcs are very different from each other and cannot be generalized, Feng'er speaks of human language. From the perspective of sensitivity, it should not be born like this.

Orcs at a higher level can stand, speak human language, and can do in-depth thinking. Apart from the difference in appearance, they are no different from humans.

Feng'er has a high degree of understanding of human language, and should belong to this type of race. Then, why is her behavior the same as ordinary livestock?

The process of brainwashing is quite dangerous. One mistake is to burst into death, and even if it succeeds, it will cause damage to the brain tissue. From this point of view, Feng'er was brainwashed, which caused her intelligence to degenerate, as beasts.

Brain injury is extremely difficult to heal. Xiaocao asked himself that he did not have this ability. He thought, in the future, he must visit a famous doctor and try his best to treat him, so that Fenger can regain his intelligence before brainwashing and regain his past memories. This is not in vain. Get acquainted with each other.

"It really looks like your eldest daughter."

Xiaocao's appearance is beautiful and pleasing to the eye. The two are put together, and it is a scene that is enough to be called a famous painting. However, Lancelow, who saw this scene, suddenly had such a weird idea.

"It's not fair to say that!"

The movement on the hand didn't stop, Xiaocao retorted: "It was you who brought her back to raise, how do I do all the work?"

"I am responsible for decision-making, you are responsible for implementation!"

Lancelow looked at the sky, right in the middle of the day, "The time is just right, go now, and you can have lunch with Miss Ziyu."

"Actually? You don't have to go in a hurry." Xiaocao smiled a little weirdly, "Haste is not enough, things will be reversed. If you don't go for a few days, maybe you will have unexpected gains!"

"What do you mean?"

Lancelow was confused.

"It doesn't mean anything." Xiaocao smiled: "It's just that if you are willing to stay for a few more days, maybe someone will come to visit!"

"What are you kidding?" Lancelow disagreed: "Miss Ziyu is hard to get out, how could she come here on her own initiative? This kind of thing is as ridiculous as expecting a beautiful woman to fall from the sky for no reason."

After finishing the conversation, a soft knock on the door sounded, and a soft voice came in clearly.

"Are the two princes here? I haven't seen you for many days, and my concubine comes to visit here."

"I really have you."

Lancelow was overjoyed, dropped a word, and hurriedly answered the door.

Oh!

This person is always like this, unknowingly, breaking the hearts of those around him.

Feng'er raised her head and didn't understand at all, what the drops of water across her sister's face were.

"It turned out to be like this. No wonder the two sons have not been seen for many days."

After listening to Lancelow's mixed life briefing, Zi Yu nodded with a smile.

She already knew these things, but, listening to Lancelow personally said it, don't have a lot of fun.

Lancelow's unchanging excitement, digging out tea leaves from the cupboard, making tea and hospitality, of course, the work of implementation will always be performed by Xiaocao.

Xiaocao boiled water while feeling that Lancelow’s experience in the rivers and lakes was not enough after all. For Ziyu’s visit, there was nothing but joy, and he did not know that during the three-person relationship, he did not mention Ziyu. However, in the current residence, before the two entered the house, they also checked carefully to see if they were being followed.

With such strict security, Zi Yu can still come uninvited, which means that this woman is not simple.

We must know that Mr. Chi and a group of people have an unforgettable impression of their appearance. If they easily reveal their whereabouts, the brigade has already come to the door to besieged, how can it be settled today.

However, Xiaocao has mastered 70% to 80% of the origins of Ziyu, so he is not surprised. At present, he is waiting for who will turn his cards first.

Zi Yu took a sip of the tea, the taste was terrible, but this is not a time to pay attention to the quality of the tea, and then smiled: "The two have not been involved in the world for a long time, and they don't know the outside world. The trouble is turned upside down."

"Is it the emperor Laozi who died?" Xiaocao was out of anger, and he directly pushed back.

"The emperor Laozi is fine." Zi Yu didn't think he was disgusted, "but the problem with the emperor's son is not small."

"It is reported that the twelve princes were attacked, and the life or death is still unknown. Why hasn't he whereabouts yet?"

"The prince is missing. All police agencies are fully mobilized to find the whereabouts of the prince."

Zi Yu glanced at Xiaocao with deep meaning, "But, it is strange to say that the two criminals who are most involved in this case are like disappearing in the air, no matter how you look for them, you can't find them. ."

Among the two criminals, the only man smiled unnaturally at the moment, "Well! Maybe they have already escaped out of the city, haha."

Zi Yu lightly shook his jade neck, "Impossible, what a major matter holding the prince, less than half a moment after the incident, within a radius of five hundred miles, he will be sealed off. If he is hiding from the west, his whereabouts will be revealed early, so it must It was a careful plan beforehand, hiding somewhere in the city."

Zi Yu smiled slyly, "Perhaps, the house hidden in the city is unknown."

"Uh! This..."

"Miss Ziyu." Unlike her brother’s incompetence, the women among the gangsters responded promptly. "Why is Miss Ziyu so concerned about this case? Even the gangster’s whereabouts are clear. No one knows it. I thought the lady was an accomplice of the gangster!"

Zi Yu hid his mouth and chuckled, "The little son joked. The concubine has always liked to watch the excitement, but he is only interested in what kind of torture the two gangsters will be subjected to after they are arrested."

You come and I are on the two sides, doing what is called a spicy and poisonous tongue cooking, but in it, Xiaocao has also obtained some valuable information.

Qian Jiyao mobilized a lot of troops and searched all suspicious spots in the city. It seemed that he intended to stop the matter before the Mid-Autumn Festival. However, due to the arrival of the Leifeng event, a large number of people flooded into Hangzhou. The gangsters made the search work not smooth.

In addition, by coincidence, more than ten days ago, Qian Jiyao raided an auction jointly organized by 15 Red Houses and blocked the area and searched it. As a result, he was seized for fear of drug trafficking and human trafficking on weekdays. A group of gangsters broke through and took the opportunity to drive away.

In the chaotic situation, Qian Jiyao ordered all those who did not obey the instructions to be killed.

Unexpected order, a large-scale civil commotion was provoked. The two sides launched an armed battle and a fierce battle overnight. More than 600 people were killed and injured. The brothels and restaurants in the area were all burned and killed during the melee. Ghost domain.

Xiao Cao thought to himself, Qian Jiyao is really a character who cannot help on the stage. It is clear that the search is only for a play, but he chose the wrong stage. At the time of the incident, he gave such a false order. Hangzhou City is now mixed with dragons and snakes. A slight official carelessness will cause a catastrophe, not to mention Qian Jiyao's such a big deal. It seems that he has not eaten the sweetness, but this bitterness is settled.

However, this also explains why there was a lot of fierce fighting with the Itachi-King brothers that day, and no half of the people heard it. And the underground warehouse with brainwashing equipment was also costly. When the two entered by mistake, even half of them There are no guards either. It seems that all the people in the area abandoned their houses and fled, letting the two pick up the big bargain. When they left the warehouse, the riot was almost over. The officers, soldiers and thieves were all dead and injured, and they were unable to blockade them. Easily slip away for the two.

Thinking of this, Xiaocao couldn't help but secretly thank Qian Jiyao. If it weren't for his troubles, the two would not have entered the secret vault by mistake, and Feng'er would probably have been killed in the poison cave.

"Wow haha! Don't talk about such meaningless things, it's rare that the weather is pretty good, and it’s been boring for a few days, let’s go out and stroll!"

Sometimes, the role played by Lancelow is extremely important. Although there is never a chance to intervene, but without him interrupting, two rappers who have nothing to do will probably talk about it. It's dark.

"That said, since everyone is fine, let's continue with the unfinished trip a few days ago!" Zi Yu agreed first.

"Go ahead! I want to stay." Xiaocao thought for a while and decided to stay.

On the one hand, because I really want to go to Meng Zhougong, on the other hand, I also want to take care of Fenger.

Cities in the mainland countries are very discriminatory against orcs. Special regulations require orcs to wear cloaks to cover their faces and wear collars when going to the streets. In other words, all orcs are treated as slaves and they do not recognize freedom. Orcs exist, and because of this, most of the orcs live in the wilderness and it is extremely difficult to coexist with humans.

Xiao Cao regarded Feng'er as a sister, and didn't want to leave her alone at home, and wanted to treat her as a slave, even more unwilling, thinking about it, decided to stay with her.

Seeing Xiaocao's concerns, Lancelot said: "Don't worry! Feng'er's drug addiction is gone, and she is smart, so it won't be anything to leave her at home."

Xiaocao was still worried, but Lancelow asked repeatedly and even threatened each other, and finally nodded in agreement.

Patting Feng'er on the head, Xiaocao, like a sister, said softly, "Be good!"

Nothing should happen!

Xiao Cao thought.

Xiao Cao yawned on his back, and looked around with wistful eyes, that Ziyu, where is not a good place to go, unexpectedly ran to a ruined temple, what do you do? Make a wish?

Speaking carefully, the temple cannot be said to be broken!

It's just that the scale of the temple is small, and the roof tiles and eaves have faded, and they can't hide the traces of the years. The stone turtles on the stele in front of the temple are mottled and cracked. They should be ancient artifacts from a long time ago.

From the sparse incense in the incense burner, it seems that the gods enshrined in the temple are not very bright, so that his residence is broken into this kind of appearance.

Since ancient times, people’s hearts have been greedy for prosperity, worshiping gods and begging for Buddha. In the end, the words "famous" and "profit" are not what they ask for. Those who do not help these two words are the gods and they are also abandoned. Like a scorpion, alas! People!

Small grass does not use incense candles, puts two palms together, and respectfully worshipped three times. Since ancient times, I have been worshipping the gods and worshipping the Buddha. Sincerity is the spirit, incense candles? what! Don't worry about that anymore.

Being lazily as a staff adviser next to Lancelow, he would be beaten when he was fine. Xiaocao found a reason and slipped to a clean corner of the temple, wanting to get a beauty sleep.

Um...

Actually, this temple is not too bad! It has a large backyard. In addition to the shallow pond, seven plane trees are planted, each of which has three people hugging each other. The branches are dense and the green shades cover the sky. The sun falls from the gaps in the green leaves to the courtyard, and the afternoon breeze slowly blows in. , Is a rare siesta environment.

Xiaocao found a big tree, leaned against the tree, closed his eyes, listened to the pine breeze, and the carp in the pond leaped into the water, feeling refreshed, and gradually fell asleep.

Some people say that God doesn't like lazy people. This is really good. Xiaocao's eyes didn't close for two minutes, and a sound of children's play pulled her back from the edge of her dream.

"God, what did I do wrong?"

Little Cao wailed in her heart, opened her eyes and searched for the source of the sound.

"You lose, you lose."

"Amin is too useless. Change me to see how good my Green Head General is."

"Great, great."

In the other corner of the courtyard, three or five young children formed a circle, playing and frolicking. The grass grew curious and approached slowly to see what they were playing.

In the center of the circle, there are two grasshoppers, one green and the other red.

"This is a strange thing. I have only heard of people fighting crickets. I haven't heard of anyone fighting grasshoppers."

Xiao Cao finds it interesting and can't help but ask, "Children, are you fighting grasshoppers?"

Suddenly seeing strangers appear, the children are not panicked, all of them are smiling and not afraid of life.

A girl with two soaring braids smiled and said: "We are jumping high."

"High jump?" Xiaocao asked strangely.

The children dug two holes of equal depth and put the grasshoppers in the holes to compare whose grasshoppers jumped higher. If it is the same deep hole, one can jump out, but one can’t jump out, naturally Can't jump out and lose.

I saw two grasshoppers, green and red. For their freedom of movement, they fumbled for a while at the bottom of the cave, and after they were sure there was no way out, they started to jump up, but because the hole was dug deep, it was not necessary to jump out. easy.

Looking at the grasshoppers working hard, Xiaocao's heart moved for no reason, and there was a similar feeling to him. After forgetting his form, he opened his mouth to cheer for the grasshoppers.

"Come on, come on..."

"Sister, this is not the case."

The girl with braids tilted her head and smiled playfully: "You have to shout like this."

"Jump, jump, jump out!"

"Jump, jump, jump out!"

The children on the side, in a unique way, opened their throats and shouted vigorously to cheer for the grasshoppers they supported. The grass was infected with this atmosphere, and naturally joined them and shouted with them.

"Jump, jump, jump out!"

After a round of fierce fighting, the green grasshopper lived up to its trust and took the lead in jumping out of the cave, cheering and sighing, laughing and scolding at the same time, Xiaocao did not support which party, but saw the children having fun, Invisibly excited too.

"Playing the game of grasshopper jumping again!"

"Mother-in-law, the mother-in-law is here."

"Candy Granny."

It was an old lady in gorgeous clothes and high-end brocade dresses, which was of great value. She should be a wealthy family. There were two family members behind her. It seemed that she was not inferior in identity.

Shaking her hands, the old woman took out a handful of candies from her pocket and gave them to the children one by one, carefully instructing, "After eating, you must rinse your mouth, otherwise the Yama will catch you and pull your tongue out. "

"The mother-in-law is here again, she only pulls her tongue out if she tells a lie."

The children shook their heads and laughed, seeming to think their mother-in-law is stupid than themselves.

"Hehe...really? Maybe the mother-in-law made a mistake! However, after eating the candy, you still have to rinse your mouth!"

The old woman didn't think so, she smiled happily.

"Children, what do you want to say after eating candy?"

Xiaocao reminded the children and asked them to thank you one by one. I don’t know why, she likes this lady very much. She has a noble temperament on her body. She must be from a good family, but it is rare to be approachable. His wrinkles are commonly known as laugh lines. When I think about it, when this lady was young, she would often bring laughter to the people around her!

Splitting the sugar, the old woman polished her glasses, looked at the grass carefully, and said softly: "Is the little girl respected by her name?"

"My name is Xiaocao." Xiaocao answered ably, and then he was stunned, "Mother-in-law...you can see that I am a woman"

The mother-in-law laughed, and said: "Your flower-like skin is so handsome again. Unless you are a fool and a fool, who would treat you as a boy!"

"There are idiots and idiots, not just one."

Xiao Cao secretly cursed someone, and he was relieved that her feminine charm was still there.

"The little grass girl is here to enjoy the mountains and rivers."

"Mother-in-law, you can call me Xiaocao." Xiaocao smiled and said, "Xiaocao came with a friend."

"Since you are here to play, you must watch this small temple."

Speaking, the mother-in-law excitedly, holding Xiaocao's hand, walked towards the temple.

Xiaocao likes to get along with the elderly. In the process of getting along, he can obtain a lot of rare knowledge, so he accepts it and walks along.

"Old lady, please be careful."

The two entourages were uneasy and wanted to reach out to help them, but they were rejected by the old woman with a wave of hands.

"Really, I always think I'm useless."

The old woman murmured, Xiaocao smiled, and took the originally held hand to help the old woman walk into the temple, and then nodded to the grateful eyes of the two followers.

"The little girl has a good heart."

"Mother-in-law said and laughed. I don't know how old you are this year."

"Hehehe...I can't remember it myself, um! The three hundred and fifty-year-old birthday was 17 years ago, so now it is..."

Xiao Cao was surprised when he heard this. On the Continent of Wind, the average life span of human beings is two or three hundred years. This old lady is nearly four hundred years old. She is really old. Seeing that she speaks clearly and walks steadily, she is probably It's usually well maintained!

After thinking about it, I have entered the temple. The back hall of the temple is not dedicated to gods. There are beautiful murals painted on the mud walls, and there are shamans to protect them. It looks spotless. It should be someone who often cleans it!

Xiao Cao glanced at the old woman, she pulled up Lian Man, her hands seemed to be visiting an old friend for many years, full of affection, and caressed the mural in a precious and important way.

In the mural, the land is dry and the red sun is raging. It is the time of the severe drought. A small river flows through the center. Two groups of men and horses stand on one side, holding weapons, with angry eyebrows.

A girl in white clothes worked hard to resolve disputes and persuaded between the two parties. In the end, everyone prayed for rain, and the sky also rained heavily.

When Xiaocao saw the mural, his whole person was as if thundered, and he was stunned in disbelief. Then, his voice was dumb, tears filled his eyes.

The woman in white in the painting has picturesque eyebrows, peaceful and elegant, her face and charm are so familiar: "Mom..."

It can’t be wrong, on the woman’s left sleeve, embroidered with a flower-shaped coat of arms, it was the mark her mother liked to use when she was young. She had read several poems before her mother’s succession. , Those few poems, and the grass that was discovered by accident, were hidden in the palace as treasures.

"The painting is beautiful, isn't it?"

The old woman laughed a few times and began to narrate a distant legend.

Three hundred years ago, the city of Hangzhou at that time was still a barren field. A severe drought dries up all the fields. The only source of water that can survive is a small stream in the deep mountains on the left.

People are divided into two factions according to their surnames and races, claiming that they are the masters of the water source. After several talks broke down, the two sides started a large-scale battle, causing many casualties. After the incident, they began to set up fences and sneak to each other. Poisoning made the originally severe natural disasters and man-made disasters add to the people’s livelihood.

A young girl named Ah Ling came to Hangzhou at this time. She gained a general goodwill through the free clinic. Later, she further reconciled the two forces. After countless difficulties, in her efforts Finally, everyone shook hands and made peace to survive the natural disasters together, and it rained in good time, and Hangzhou resumed peace.

"Looking back then, Ayan was in love with my sister, and I also helped in her clinic!" The old woman was overwhelmed when she thought about that year.

"You... met the legendary woman."

Xiaocao asked carefully. She knew that she finally came into contact with her, and her mother passed by unknownly.

"Don't you only know, Ayan sneaked away from home at the beginning..."

"What?"

Xiaocao was dumbfounded. Didn't he say "We are going out on tour"?

How could it be a sneaking away from home? The mother who regards the queen's responsibility as her bounden duty and prefers to abandon the family relationship, and never violated her life, would actually...sneak, how could this be possible?

In the bottom of Xiaocao's heart, countless doubts emerged. From this perspective, whether his mother was like herself, for some reason, she sneaked out of the palace without saying goodbye.

"A Ling’s first friend in Hangzhou is me. We opened a clinic together, took in orphans together, and took care of them. A Ling’s heart is too good. He is a bad guy. He often picks up wild cats and wild dogs to raise. "

The mother-in-law smiled and said, "But Ah Ling also has a very funny side. She invented the children's game of jumping grasshoppers. This sort of trick."

"She was very courageous. I remember that a sluice was set up in the upper reaches of the river, and the downstream was almost dry. She made explosives herself. In the middle of the night, a weak woman secretly blasted the sluice and turned it over. If I had nothing to do for breakfast, it was not because I kept asking, and she would not say anything."

"This...what is going on?"

The first half is right, but in the second half, how could this happen? Is it really the mother what the mother-in-law said?

My mother has such a side, and Xiao Cao's mind is in chaos.

"She is a very smart and strong girl, and she is not just a superficial clever, she is really smart. We tried to eliminate misunderstandings among people, but there were many difficulties. I wanted to give up, but Aya has always Wanting to persist until the end, she wants the people in the town to know that hatred and confrontation can’t solve the problem, and will eventually walk on the path of destruction together."

The mother-in-law said slowly. She kept reminiscing about the time she spent with her close friends. "In the end, she succeeded. People were influenced by her. They shook hands and made peace. Everyone prayed for the rain. God finally rained."

My mother-in-law pointed to the object on the coffee table. Those were lamps woven from straw. The grass was of poor quality and could easily hurt your hands, but the lamps were delicately woven, which shows that the people who made the lamps took a lot of painstaking efforts.

"Ayan asked everyone to weave straw lanterns to offer sacrifices to the heavens and pray for rain. She built a high platform herself, dressed in white clothes, as beautiful as a fairy, and prayed on the stage for three days and three nights. God, go down It's raining."

Xiaocao knows that this is the so-called method of accumulation, which conveys everyone's thoughts to the heavens through a certain ritual increase, so as to pray for good weather and rain. The mother prays for rain in this way, which can be described as ingenious.

"In the future, the city of Hangzhou did not have any more droughts, but this set of things has been passed down. People use straw to make something to give away to convey their hearts. It has become a custom."

The mother-in-law finished speaking, looking at the mural, in a daze. For these years, she has always come here every day to miss that unforgettable time.

"Then...what happened later? What happened to that woman in the end?"

Knowing the result, Xiaocao couldn't help asking.

"Let’s go, it’s a pity for such a good girl. When everything came to fruition, Ayan told me that she was going to do what she was supposed to do, so she left, and people stayed in the temple to commemorate her. I painted a mural in it."

There are tears in the mother-in-law's eyes, maybe it's the sentimental parting of her friend!

"I still remember what she said to me when she left."

Because of the excitement, the mother-in-law's voice is a little low.

She woke up early that day, and in the morning light, Ayan said goodbye to her.

"I'm leaving. Thank you for taking care of me. I will never forget the time I spent with you in my life." Aya smiled slowly, with a certain sharp determination in his smile." I have a few tasks that must be completed. In order not to let the wrong things go on wrong; in order for my future successors to understand what true happiness is, I must go back."

"..."

"I may not be able to accomplish these things. No, in my generation, it is impossible to do, but I will still pave the way for this ideal for the rest of my life."

A Ling's voice gradually disappeared in the unclear morning mist.

"Maybe one day, my daughter will follow in my footsteps and come here. At that time, please let her know what she should know."

"This is her account."

The mother-in-law turned her head and asked gently, "You are Ayan's daughter!"

After listening to this series of stories, Xiaocao's mood was ups and downs, and he couldn't speak agitatedly. He trembled: "I...I..." but he couldn't say a word.

"I don't ask about your identity, and it doesn't matter who you are now?"

The mother-in-law smiled, with an insightful smile in her eyes, "I only know that you are the daughter of my good friend Ayan."

"Yes, mother-in-law."

"Sure enough, it's you. I've been waiting for seven hundred years, just to see you." The mother-in-law's voice was tired and unburdened, "Now, I finally got what I wanted. "

"But, what is going on? The mother in the mother-in-law's mouth is completely unknown to me!"

Because of his excitement, Xiaocao got out of control, "Playing with the children with grasshoppers and sneaking to the sluice gate. I have never seen a mother like this."

In Xiaocao's eyes, there is an invisible but insurmountable gap between her mother and herself. Although she is not unconcerned, life at the court always makes people feel cold.

Between the nationals and the family, the mother obviously chose the former. She was busy with official duties and sacrificed her life for the people. It was rare to meet several times. Her mother just coldly told her to pay attention to her obligations as a successor. , To enrich oneself, but to sacrifice oneself for the people, to become the great love for the country and the people, in order to become an outstanding queen in the future.

This is Reins. The creed that the queen must abide by the royal family of Thielen, mother, is just one of them.

However, as he grows older, Xiaocao's heart becomes more and more skeptical about this dogma.

Brotherhood is an extremely great link in the human spirit, but can this kind of thing be passed down in a dogmatic way?

A person who can even abandon his own affection, does he really have the "heart" to love other people?

I don’t know how many times Xiaocao made a mistake deliberately, trying to see if she could break her mother’s frost mask, but she was disappointed every time. She was only indifferent, cold, and nodded to express her understanding, as if these things were even heard. There is no value, Xiaocao even suspects that for his mother, his only meaning is the candidate for succession, and there is no need for family affection between them.

"Idiot, as long as you are willing to smile at me a little bit or a little bit, I will be satisfied!"

This is Xiaocao's expectation. Every birthday, every time he wins a prize, when he takes a medal from the palace officials, what Xiaocao really expects is a hug from his mother.

No formal rewards are needed. Just like ordinary people's homes, the mother warmly embraces the children who come back from school, and that's all.

However, this wish has never been fulfilled, so that whenever the college is out of school, looking at others, the tenderness of the parent and child, the grass face is like frost, and since then, the behavior has become more and more rebellious, always loving to sing against the court.

In fact, if it weren’t for this, Xiaocao’s life might have taken another path. She would be like friends of the same age in the aristocratic private courtyard, learning knowledge, working hard to be a lady, and becoming a dignified lady in the future. The queen.

Today, from what her mother-in-law said, Xiaocao heard of a different mother. The woman named Ayan is not only kind and peaceful, but she is full of courage to stand up for the things she protects. This is exactly The mother Xiaocao expected.

Why is there so much difference between the two appearances?

Why did my mother become like this after returning to the court?

What exactly was the realization that my mother had when she left?

Several doubts made Xiaocao contemplate and puzzled.

"Mother-in-law." Looking up, Xiaocao asked: "My mother...what is it that my mother wants to convey to me?"

"I don't know about this." The mother-in-law said with a smile and said with a smile, "The Aya I know is not the kind of irresponsible person who throws unfinished things to friends. People."

"She must have told you what she wanted me to tell you, but you didn't find it yourself." The mother-in-law helped the table and stood up, "Or, she wants you to go. Look for this thing."

"Want me to find it myself?"

"Little niece! There are certain questions in a person's life. Only oneself can answer oneself."

The mother-in-law laughed, "Your mother is a strong woman who solves everything on her own. As her daughter, you shouldn't ask like that!"

"I understand, I will find out the answer."

In Xiaocao's eyes, she had a look she had never seen before. I don't know why. At this moment, she felt that her mother-in-law was like the incarnation of her mother, and she was the mother she had been longing for.

With the help of the servant, the mother-in-law walked out slowly. Before leaving, she said to Xiaocao: "Actually, you are very similar to your mother back then, really."

"When my mother was young, was she the same as me?"

"It's exactly the same. The charm and tone of speech are all from the same model."

Xiaocao smiled, and she answered naturally, "Of course, because she is my mother!"

Leaving her mother-in-law away, Xiaocao was surprised that the setting sun filled the room. It was already dusk. Under the setting sun, the image of the mother in the mural was radiant and vivid.

"My mother found her philosophy of life during this trip. I must go and see what is it that my mother wants to convey to me."

Xiaocao secretly made this determination.

Walking out of the temple gate, Xiaocao felt very energetic. The haze of more than ten years seemed to have disappeared in this short afternoon.

"Hey! I don't know what's doing there? Why is it so noisy?"

The crowd gathered on the left, noisy and noisy, it seems that something happened.

"Oh! Oops, if you leave that idiot alone for most of the afternoon, something must have happened."

Recalling that we were apart from Lancelot for an afternoon, and then seeing the crowd in front of her, Xiaocao already had a very bad idea.

Run hurriedly, walked closer, Lancelow knelt on one knee, holding a bunch of inexplicable wild flowers in his hand, singing love songs, and in front of him, Ziyu stood awkwardly, not knowing what to do. Measure, Xiaocao came in time, just in time to hear the end of the sentence "The gentleman is good", and the voice is high and loud, which makes people have the urge to flee.

The crowd at the scene still clamored. Although they didn't like Lancelow's out-of-tune songs, everyone wanted to see how this beauty would refuse, that swan boy who wanted to eat swan meat.

Glorious misfortune, human nature has been human since ancient times.

Xiao Cao is angry and funny, "That big idiot, really thinks he is a lover with a big nose! Tell him to use music to impress others, with the flute, not with singing! Alas! So broken Song..."

Rao is Xiaocao smart and wise, he has no idea at the moment, so he has to wait and see what happens.

And the development of things is something no one can predict.

Zi Yu smiled in full view, as if it could melt the warm smile of thousands of years of snow, she took the flowers, and amidst a sigh, she walked with Lancelot arm in arm, hiding in love, and teaching the audience to beat their chests and feet. .

"Finally a trouble."

Xiao Cao exclaimed, she is not so naive, she would think that Lancelow’s bad songs impress the beautiful woman. The reason why Ziyu is willing to help is mostly due to the friendship between everyone, and she can’t bear Lancelow too. Ashamed, he was willing to play a little bit.

"Why should I worry about him so much for that big muddle ball?"

Xiao Cao muttered to himself, but unconsciously followed the two of them.

Hangzhou’s style of writing is very strong, and there are many sorrows and writers. Among the onlookers, there are many talented and agile people. After seeing this scene of "impossible task", many people take this as a miraculous success. The question, coupled with my own imagination, has been written into a legend.

The fool and the woman believed it was true, and mistaken the **** in the temple for the **** of love.

This temple has actually become a place for young men and women to confess and woo, and many people who perform in one fell swoop are there. In the following decades, the incense is in full bloom, and this is not anyone present at the beginning, as expected Of it.

"Unexpectedly, I was rejected."

Lancelow was a little depressed on the way home.

"What is unexpected, your method, it is strange not to be rejected."

The grass on the side, seize the opportunity and try hard to get down.

Recalling the scene just now, Xiaocao thought it was funny.

Only two steps out of the temple gate, Zi Yu withdrew his hand, and Lancelot, who was floating in the clouds, fell to prison all at once.

Zi Yu bowed her hand slightly, bowed her vermilion lips lightly, and said in a low voice: "Pity the gentleman's secret love, I feel sad for this concubine's heart, I sigh for nothing, I sigh for nothing, since ancient times, the red face is old, Huafa was born early, The color has not faded, and the love is broken, it is better to go back, it is better to go back."

After he finished speaking, he didn't even say more than half a sentence, turned his head and left.

Xiao Cao Xin admires, this is the female hero who dares to act.

This woman, I'm afraid she won't care about others easily. Her desertedness is not for Lancelot alone, but for the whole world.

"The color is not withered, the love is broken", expressing the sorrow of a woman through the ages, for that, that is, that peerless face!

Once we are old and old, yesterday's beauty in the country can only "hid our face and watch the newcomer".

A woman like Ziyu, who understands this truth, is willing to trust her heart easily.

It's hard to capture such a heart!

"Forget it, think of another way!"

For Ziyu's thoughts, Xiaocao was fascinated. Compared with it, Xiaocao couldn't help but feel a little uninterested. "I am a little worried about Feng'er. Leaving her at home alone, I don't know if there will be any problems."

"What are you afraid of? Feng'er is not a three-year-old child. Are you still worried that she will get lost!"

While speaking, he had already walked to the entrance of the alley, carefully checking if there was any tracking, Lancelow opened the door.

"Feng'er, we are back..."

Before the words were finished, Lancelow was shocked by the sight before him and could not speak.

In the courtyard, it looks like a waste disposal plant (in simple terms, a garbage dump), tables and chairs that have been dismantled into pieces, squashed copper pots, broken windows... all kinds of furniture and utensils have been completely destroyed. Scattered all over the ground.

At the center of this pile of waste, Feng'er jumped around, stuffing the torn fabric into his mouth and eating with relish.

A beautifully shaped mouth with dirt, weeds, and...

"Oh! My clematis."

Xiaocao screamed and went to rescue his beloved bonsai. At the same time, he was busy competing with Feng'er, and there was not much clothes left.

"No, you can't eat this!...If you don't obey, I'll be angry...Ah! Stupid, don't put my hand in your mouth..."

Lancelow looked at the mess in front of him, dizzy, and, rarely, he had the urge to hit his head to death.

It took a lot of effort to repair the house on the verge of ruin, and buy all the furniture that became rubbish. Fortunately, the small prairie is ready to run away at any time, and it is very convenient to buy things when they are thrown away.

For several consecutive days, Xiaocao stayed at home and couldn't leave. No matter how tempted by Lancelow, he didn't have the interest to go out. First, it was to meditate on things, and second, it was to take care of Feng'er.

Feng'er's wildness has not been removed. It took a lot of effort to keep her quiet. Xiaocao spent a lot of effort to teach her to dress, not to run around, and to grind her teeth with innocent utensils.

Actually, raising animals means spending time. Generally speaking, pets are very gentle.

On this day, on a whim, Xiaocao went outside to catch two grasshoppers, and came back to find Feng'er to play a game of grasshoppers.

"Feng'er, this one with red wings belongs to yours; this one with spots on the foot belongs to mine."

Xiaocao tried to explain, but Feng'er had a strange face, and she didn't understand the fun of these two grasshoppers.

"Wait a moment when I put the grasshopper in the hole, you will follow me and shout, you know?"

"..."

"Got it?"

"Meow!"

Xiaocao’s game was declared aborted before it started. Because of the lack of experience in digging holes, the hole that Xiaocao dug was not deep enough. As soon as the two grasshoppers entered the hole, they jumped out and both flee. Before the grass came and reacted, Feng'er reached out and grabbed it, throwing his grasshopper into his mouth and chewing on it as a delicacy.

"Wow! My grasshopper...Oh! No, Feng'er, hurry up and spit out something, that thing is not edible, and it will cause diarrhea after eating it. After teaching you so many times, why can't you teach it?"

Worrying that Feng'er had eaten the wrong thing, Xiaocao was obstructing and patted on the back again, making his hands in a hurry.

"Is there anything you can't eat with this thing. In the past, I couldn't hunt wild boars and hares in the mountains. I didn't eat a lot of it."

Lancelow, who was in a panic of idleness and refused to take up the responsibilities of parenting, laughed aloud.

"What are you laughing at, when you said you wanted to pick up things, you were not responsible at all afterwards. Where did your face smile."

"Who said I'm not responsible anymore." Lancelow smiled and said: "Feng'er, come here, and I will give you a gift."

Don't dare to get too close, Lancelow threw the gift to Feng'er so as not to fall down again. For Feng'er's way of showing kindness, Lancelow was never used to it, and was very helpless. This is also Xiaocao's repeated One of the ineffective items to teach.

Lancelow’s gift is a red leather collar. In addition to the eye-catching color, the form is simple, with only one metal buckle. Compared with the various types on the market, it is a fairly neat collar. Fortunately Xiaocao is rescued quickly, otherwise he will swallow Feng'er as a snack.

The mainland's convention laws set the status of the orcs between slaves and livestock. If you want to walk in the city, you must wear a collar.

Most of the collars sold on the market advertise the effects of "with anesthesia effect", "with locking needle", and "piercing bone fixation". By harming the orc's body, it achieves the effect of restraining.

Xiaocao treats Feng'er as a sister. She is unwilling to suffer such pain. However, if she doesn't wear it, she can't go to the street. She has to stay at home all day. For children, it is tantamount to imprisonment in disguise. For this reason, Lancelot specially displayed his craftsmanship and made a collar.

With the buckle on, Feng'er couldn't help turning her neck and reaching out to grab it, seeming to feel extremely impatient with this new restraint.

Lancelow sighed with emotion, helped Feng'er put the collar upright, and sighed: "Just bear with it! Your masters, you haven't made a fortune at the moment, and you can't change the rules of the law, since you have changed it. No, you have to learn to adapt."

Relying on the "first look", Feng'er was really obedient to Lancelow. Hearing Lancelow's words like this, Feng'er seemed to understand what was wrong, and stopped moving and put the collar around.

"Oh!"

"Sigh, what? Thinking about your Miss Ziyu again."

"Oh!"

"Go find someone if you want! No one is stopping you."

"Oh!"

Xiaocao is secretly distressed. After being clearly rejected by Ziyu, Lancelot has been sighing and stuffed in the house these days, but he can't think of any way to come back to the Jedi.

"People's requirements are very high. It's not what you can do now. It's better to work harder for a few years, wait until you are successful, and then come back!"

These remarks are heartfelt thoughts that Xiaocao has fully considered. What Ziyu asks is not a mere glory and fame. To be worthy of such a woman, she must have very good conditions.

Xiaocao doesn't think that Lancelow is in a bad condition. The current Lancelow is a rough stone. As long as it is considered, it will shine in the future.

This young man who has not been deeply involved in the world is generous and heroic. He is not pretentious. Although martial arts is not high, his development potential is almost unlimited. There is a kind of iron and heroic spirit that is rare in the rivers and lakes. Such a person will have unlimited achievements in the future. Importantly, he was born with leadership and awe-inspiring awe-inspiring awe-inspiring gestures.

Xiaocao dared to conclude that as long as there is a two-year period to strengthen Lancelot’s martial arts, with his conditions, there will be a foundation by then. The current situation is chaotic, and the heroes are coming together. Gradually going downhill, it is impossible to effectively suppress the turmoil everywhere. As long as the opportunity is grasped, Lancelot may become the overlord of one party.

However, these things need time to brew. With the current Lancelow, it’s hard to impress Ziyu’s heart. Even if Ziyu can be attracted to him, the dragons behind Ziyu will not Will accept such a relationship, the two are bound to face many obstacles.

"Listen to me, wait until you have enough conditions, then come again!"

"No, just give up like this. I'm a man, I must stick to it." Lancelow didn't change his original intention, but insisted on the goal.

"Yes, yes, you are a man, really amazing." Xiaocao sarcastically said: "Not only a man, you will soon be a martyr."

Since he understood Ziyu's thoughts, Xiaocao didn't bother to make any more ideas. Anyway, the gap between the two sides was too big and it was useless to force it.

"By the way, I remember you seem to know a little about magic." Lancelow's eyes were bright and he thought of a new idea, "Quickly help and think about whether there is any magic that can be used to help people fall in love. "

"If yes, would I not use it myself?" Xiaocao cursed secretly.

In fact, this kind of magical existence, through a certain rune, ritual, can make the opposite **** of the stranger instantly produce the effect of love at first sight, and then fall in love with each other.

It’s just that that kind of technique is nothing more than controlling the opponent’s mind. For this kind of practice, Xiaocao despises the term "love" at all. Just think of Lancelow like a pug, sticking out his tongue. , Waiting to pick up the bones, Xiaocao felt nauseous.

The Magisters’ Guild of the Continent of Wind bans all the secret methods related to “manipulation of the human heart”, not entirely for moral reasons. In fact, this kind of magic that violates the law of heaven is very rewarding. The destiny of backlash is not easy to die, so this is a banned system.

"Will want to rely on magic to fall in love, it is a symbol of depravity."

"It's not that serious!" Lancelow explained hurriedly: "I want to see if there is anything that can turn things around and make her feel good about me."

For this stupid question about the true meaning of magic, Xiaocao didn't bother to answer, but Lancelot asked hard, but with a thought, Xiaocao's eyes rolled and laughed inexplicably.

"If there is something to say, there is one." Xiaocao said sternly, "I have heard a rumor, it is a secret method in the legend, as for the spirit is not working, then I can't guarantee it."

"What's the secret? Let's listen." A ray of light suddenly appeared in the darkness, and Lance hurriedly asked.

"Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine grass lanterns are woven from straw, arranged in a pattern, and after lighting, pray silently for a quarter of an hour."

"So simple?"

Lancelow breathed a sigh of relief and made nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine grass lanterns, but it took a little effort. As long as he can win the heart of the beautiful woman, he can draw anything.

"Not easy."

Xiaocao added, it's a lie anyway, just spread it a little bit bigger! See if this idiot will retreat because of difficulties.

"The grass used must be dampened with rootless water, fresh grass, and the woven grass lamp must not wither. It must remain green. Within a quarter of an hour of prayer, half of the lamp must not be extinguished. All work Must be done alone within three days."

In order to fear that Lancelow would do the same thing and throw all the preparations on himself, Xiaocao especially pronounced the word "alone" very loudly.

"It's so difficult! You might as well ask me to build a pyramid." Lancelow's eyes were about to bulge out.

"Yeah! That's why I said no one did it." Xiaocao smiled and said: "If you know you are afraid, just let it go, no one will laugh at you."

"No."

Lancelow patted the table sharply, stood up, eager to try, and found a new goal.

"The more difficult things I can do, so that I can show my uncle's determination to be unwavering and the more frustrated." Lancelow declared with a high morale and raised his head.

"You...you are not mistaken!"

Xiao Cao was speechless, speechless.

I have seen a lot of stupid people. I have never seen stupid people like this. I really want to know who his parents are and give birth to this kind of lost son.

"There is nothing difficult in the world, I am afraid of those who have the heart." Lancelow smiled so brightly, "This uncle died for the king, he is crazy for the king, and he is the best man for the king."

With a determined smile, exaggerated announcement, and Feng'er meowing wittyly, it seems that a disaster is inevitable.

Weird things happen every year, especially this year. Why would I be so reluctant to let such a fool?

Xiaocao sighed silently to the sky, perhaps, because he is also a big fool!

August 10th, 5th-65th of El Tienno calendar

In the middle of the night, when he was approaching her son, Ziyu was alone, walking slowly down the street.

One hour ago, Xiaocao, who had not seen her for a few days, visited Luoqiong Xiaozhu.

With a very embarrassed expression, Xiaocao explained the process over the past seven days.

Take jokes as a secret method, and Lancelow, who practiced it earnestly, used human stamina to its limit.

Before dawn every day, he collected a large amount of young grass with dewdrops from the mountains outside the city, and then hid in the ancient temple that was rejected the day before, concentrated on the work of weaving the grass, without drinking, eating, and sleeping. Endlessly, buried himself in a pile of grass lanterns.

Xiaocao went to see him several times, only a few days ago. Lancelow’s eyes were sunken and his complexion was sallow because of exhaustion, he was no different from a ghost. When he talked to him, Lancelow also turned a deaf ear, just doing his best. In a race against time, abandon the withered yellow grass lanterns and reorganize them. It is necessary to make 9,999 green grass lanterns within three days.

"That's it, it seems that people's obsessions are sometimes terrible."

"Miss Ziyu."

"Hmm!"

"Xiaocao has something to ask for."

After thinking twice, Xiaocao decided to ask Ziyu for help.

"I know that I am ashamed of this. I have to ask you to come to the aftermath of what I have done."

Xiaocao tried his best to speak smoothly, "But, I would like to invite you to visit him, maybe...maybe my elder brother can stop."

Speaking of this, Xiaocao can no longer integrate her own sentences. At this moment, she is not a smart and intelligent woman, but a woman who is worried and afraid of love.

Seeing Lancelow's desperation, Xiaocao was really worried, and without a solution, he had to plead for Ziyu's help.

Ziyu's face is unhesitating. In fact, a warning from a certain aspect reminded her not to have too close relations with Lancelot and others, otherwise the tail will not fall off, plus the gradual confusion in her heart. , Making her reluctant to interfere in this matter.

"I beg you."

Seeing that Ziyu's refusal was imminent, Xiaocao couldn't care about anything. He gritted his teeth and bowed down.

"Don't do this!"

Zi Yu held out her hand to support Xiaocao's movement.

"You may know that I don't have a lot of favor with your brother. If he thinks that such a small action can move people, it would be too low for me."

Zi Yu carefully controlled his emotions, and said coldly: "I am not interested in such a man. I am not a man, he is not a good man, he is arrogant, rude and violent. For such a person, what reason is there for me to care about him? ?"

"Are you telling the truth?"

"Huh?"

"What you said, is it really your true thoughts?"

"If you say, eldest brother is really as you said, I won’t run around for him like this; if you say that Miss Ziyu is the kind of person who only looks at things, eldest brother will not be right. If you are obsessed with this, I won’t come to you today."

"Yes, the current eldest brother is not good at writing or martial arts. He has neither high-powered martial arts nor rich net worth. He can't find the least attractive conditions. However, Miss Ziyu, it should not be that kind of person. Look at the person in front of you!"

Xiaocao sternly said: "Compared with the ordinary family of wealthy children, the possibilities of the elder brother in the future are almost limitless. Investing in him is a business worth looking forward to, I think."

"Big brother, he is rude and arrogant, he is not careful at all, and he always makes people around him irritated."

"But from another perspective, the eldest brother uses his own way of expression to care about the people he loves. He has a careless personality, does not pretend to be gentle, and does not know how to be gentle, and Compared with the so-called gentleman, it is indeed a mess. However, under the rude surface, the sincere heart of the elder brother is unmatched. Compared with the gentleness on the surface, this should be the most important thing. !"

Xiaocao paused and said: "Miss Ziyu, I think the person who can capture your heart is not the kind of mediocre boy who is usually handsome and has soft legs when encountering big problems!"

"Now we are in troubled times. It is not a time to show off talents and be arty. As a man, you must have the ability to protect the things he cherishes. At this point, the eldest brother has the courage to express and courageously express what he loves. Dedication is also the courage to stand up and protect in times of crisis. This is the condition for a man to be able to make contributions in the world."

"I think that in my whole life, I will be proud of having such a brother."

After a long speech, Xiaocao concluded, "No matter what happens between Miss Ziyu and my elder brother in the future, I hope you can discover his true value."

"The true value..."

Zi Yu remained silent. In fact, she was not unaware of these things, but she had never thought about it carefully. This time, listening to Xiaocao's words, many unreasonable doubts appeared clearly in her mind.

Frankly speaking, Lancelow was influential to Ziyu. During the time when we got along, Ziyu was really attracted by Lancelow’s unique temperament, but she still couldn’t figure it out. Why is he so concerned about this spineless pug, because he can't find the answer, so Ziyu always resists Lancelow's courtship.

"My eldest brother has the courage to express and give for the things he loves, and he is also brave enough to stand up and protect the things he loves."

Xiaocao’s words let Ziyu find the answer. Lancelow’s performance is based on the conditions of being brave to express and giving. Because he is willing to give, he doesn’t care about being called by his sweetheart as a clown. That’s not spineless. In fact, it requires more courage.

"The person who can capture your heart is probably not the kind of mediocre boy who is usually personable and has soft legs when encountering big problems!"

"A man must have the ability to guard the things he cherishes."

Recalling the several battles of Lancelow, Ziyu couldn’t help smiling. The spirit of being in danger but talking and laughing at ease was really heartbreaking. When things came, Lancelow went to the trouble and used his body. Coming to cover Xiaocao, such heroic arrogance often makes Ziyu bewildered.

In order to give him a chance, and to give himself a chance, Ziyu set off for the small temple.

"Are you a real man?"

Zi Yu bowed his head and pondered, pushing open the door of the ancient temple.

Without much effort, Ziyu saw Lancelow. He sat in the hall with a tired and dying expression. His beard, which had not been cleaned for a few days, was born as messy as a porcupine. His complexion was yellow and his eyes were dark. The boss seemed to fall to death at any time, but even though he was so tired, Lancelow's eyes were quite calm and gleaming with joy.

It seems that Xiaocao is worrying too much, Ziyu thought.

"You are here."

Seeing Ziyu walking into the hall, Lancelow dragged his heavy body and tried to stand up, but the soles of his feet were floating and almost fell.

"Be careful."

Zi Yu raised her hands to support, but Lancelow ran straight over and knocked Zi Yu down.

Lancelow felt an unbearable smell of sweat, and it was obvious that he hadn't taken a bath for many days. I don’t know why. Seeing Lancelow like this, Zi Yu was inexplicably moved. flooded my mind.

"Really...I'm so sorry, I bumped into the lady."

Lancelow struggled to get up, but with no strength, he fell down again.

"It doesn't matter, let me help you!"

Zi Yu helped Lancelow up and asked gently: "I heard the little boy say that you are here, just come over and have a look, why did you make it like this?"

"That's not important." Lancelow's voice sounded weak, but he couldn't conceal the joy from the bottom of his heart, "There is something I want to show you. I have to look at it."

I don't know where the power came from, Lanceola pulled Ziyu through the gate of the palace and ran to the backyard.

Although he felt wrong, Ziyu did not withdraw his hand and let Lancelow hold it.

Run into the backyard, what appeared in front of you was...

"This is a gift from me."

In Ziyu’s sight, the branches and leaves of the seven sycamore trees are strung together to form a huge green screen. There are nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine grass lanterns arranged in a pair of monkeys. The pattern of sleeping on the neck hangs on the net of tree and vine.

Speaking carefully, the arrangement of the patterns is very rough, you can tell at a glance that it is the work of a layman, and the funny appearance of the two monkeys is very gimmicky.

However, when the cold moonlight shines through the branches and leaves, the grass lantern picture is plated with a silvery white luster, coupled with the twinkling starlight behind, what is presented is a magnificent view that coexists with the heavens and the earth and resonates with the universe. In an instant, it seemed as if the Milky Way was spinning endlessly.

Two monkeys, one male and one female, the lines of the structure are extremely clumsy. It does not seem to have the slightest elegant atmosphere, but when they look at each other, they seem to be like a husband and an old woman in their old age. , I miss the sweetness of falling in love...

Yes!

That kind of warmth.

The unspeakable turbulence turned into a warm current and was sent into Ziyu's heart. Based on some unknown emotion, Ziyu's eye sockets were hot. Throughout his life, it was not for sadness, but for an emotion beyond gratitude.

"It takes a lot of effort to make this thing!"

I accidentally caught a glimpse of Lancelow’s fingers, which were full of cut marks. They cut the grass during the sleepless knitting!

Take a deep breath, unable to control the heartfelt moving in my heart, Zi Yu's voice is actually a little sobbing.

"I originally wanted to make a pair of mandarin ducks, or swan or something, but after thinking about it, something like that is not like me, so I still made this."

Scratching his hair, Lancelow looked at his masterpiece a little embarrassingly.

"Next, just turn on the light, but how to ignite it is a big trouble."

"No need to order." Zi Yu whispered.

Turning his head around, let Lancelow's tears not be seen.

"Huh?..."

"The fire has been lit."

"Where is...?"

Fearing that this is a Zen opportunity from my sweetheart, Lancelow scratched his head and moved his ears, trying to think about whether there was a mystery in his words.

Zi Yu smiled, letting the crystal teardrops shed on her cheeks for the first time, she stretched out her fingers and pointed at her heart.

"Here."

Lancelow looked at Ziyu in surprise, and Ziyu looked back at Lanslow. The two stared at each other. At this moment, a certain gap that had always existed broke instantly.

In Lancelow's eyes, Ziyu's smile was like a ripple on the water, shaking gently.

Although I can't say anything in my mouth, communication beyond formality is firmly connected between the two hearts.

"You are so silly and cute."

On the way home, Lancelow was like a drunk, jumping upside down and walking upside down, repeating scenes of talent in his mind.

"You are so silly and cute."

Zi Yu who said this, on Lancelow's cheek, this unexpected reward made Lancelow excited about to fly.

"From tomorrow on, this uncle will continue to work hard and let Miss Ziyu look at her with admiration."

With such determination, Lancelow opened the door and entered the house quietly.

"Meow meow meow..."

"Wow! Don't lean over... Don't slobber..."

Feng'er, who had been waiting for a long time, threw herself up at the moment Lancelow opened the door, and hid herself with her master. Naturally, Lancelow, who was unbearable for the beauty, begged for mercy, but he was in a good mood now. It's not hard to struggle.

"Congratulations, big brother, you got what you expected, Xiaocao will host a banquet for you to celebrate."

Prepare the grass for the celebration banquet early in the morning, and stand by the door with a smile.

"How do you know that you have something to celebrate?"

While playing with Feng'er, Lancelot was surprised at Xiaocao's quick actions.

"If it weren't for the significant progress between you and Miss Ziyu, how could you come back, big brother, or come back so happily." Xiaocao smiled.

It's just that, "You don't listen to what I call you; when someone calls you, you listen." It means a bitter smile.

The banquet started drinking, the careful grass, especially the porridge, prepared light dishes such as crepes, light soup, etc., in case Lancelot, who had not eaten for several days, suffered from stomach problems due to overeating.

After drinking for three rounds, Lancelow sighed: "Love has made a lot of progress, and then it's time to develop a career. If you master both of these, there will be no regrets in this life."

Busy playing with Feng'er, the little grass in his heart without thinking, said casually: "In the future, my eldest brother will practice martial arts well, make a good career, and become famous in the world, and he will be the ancestor and the people around him. "

"Guangzong Yaozu!"

Lancelow raised his glass to the moon, and slowly said, "I was raised by an old man. Before going down the mountain, for more than ten years, I have not seen half a stranger except the old man."

"Where are Big Brother's parents?"

"Who knows. The old man said, I was a kid no one wanted. I was thrown in the ravine and picked up by him."

Speaking of his own life experience, Lancelow was rather sad, "The old man is innocent. His kind of education method would have been dead if it weren’t for this uncle’s fate, but...thanks to him, if he didn’t That dead old man, my uncle may not survive today."

"It's really a good thing if you lose me."

Lancelow hiccuped and laughed: "The old man picked me up back then, maybe I regret it or maybe."

"However, since hitting me down the mountain, I picked up your righteous brother first and Feng'er again, but my uncle does not regret it."

Lancelow's tongue was big and slightly drunk, "You have helped me a lot these days, and you have also given me a lot of things that I could not imagine before. For me, you are my family. Up."

"In the future, my uncle will run into the world. Although it is a burden to drag the two of you, you can rest assured that as long as I have it, you will have one."

"Thank you, big brother. Feng'er and I will work hard and won't cause trouble to big brother." Xiaocao responded with a smile.

Lancelow, who was already half drunk, didn't notice that Xiaocao's smile was filled with tears, so that he could be touched by him as a writer!

Perhaps, it was also because of not just wanting to be a family member and crying.

"Good!"

Lancelow hugged Feng'er and laughed loudly: "I swear by my uncle’s reputation, I will definitely show my skills at the Leifeng event and take out the treasures of Roshzi, and I won’t let you down. Of."

Swept away all the dishes, and drank the celebration wine with the bottom of the altar upside-down. Lancelow was flushed and drunk, lying on the table, not awake.

"Big brother, big brother, alas! How can I sleep here, I will help you into the room, Fenger, help me..."

Not finished, Xiaocao shook his head and chuckled.

In addition to Lancelow, Feng'er was also filled with a jar of wine, fell asleep to death, and became a drunk cat.

Whoever has to rely on her own support Lancelow, Xiaocao strives to send this drunk-mouthed drunk to the bed and set up another one.

As he was about to leave, he was suddenly pulled down by Lancelow.

"Big Brother."

"Um! It looks like this, you look really handsome like a woman."

Holding her slippery face, Lancelot was drunk and murmured: "But why is your smile like Miss Ziyu, with tears..."

"Big Brother."

Lancelow, who was already snoring loudly, fell asleep without further response.

Xiao Cao pulls out gently, watching the gradually falling moon, his thoughts are surging.

Since I met Lancelow, the chance of crying has greatly increased!

These are not what she wants, but...

But...

Just settle for being a family member!

Stay aside quietly, follow him, look at him, don’t cross this boundary, when one day, when the moment of separation comes, the hurt and the sorrow you have to face will not be so great. Up.

On the roof of the alley opposite, two scouts watched carefully the actions of Lancelow and others.

"It's strange, Mr. Chi ordered the two boys to be put aside first. In any case, the catwoman must be taken care of first, and there must be no liveliness."

"It's not weird that you care about him, anyway, Mr. Chi has an explanation, you can do it! Now that their hiding place has been determined, please go back and notify them and send a team to besieged."

The two people just wanted to retreat, and a cold voice floated in the air.

"It’s not a good thing to peek into other people’s lives!"

Surprised that there was someone behind them, the two quickly turned over and made full vigilance.

"Who!"

"Who!"

Two violent shouts, before I could finish, the grand vigor, blasted them at the first time, the poor scouts, who didn’t even have the ability to scream, broke the bomb and burst into a pile of blood. Minced meat, the killer has such a high skill, so spicy.

"There are overwhelming people everywhere in the world."

A man with a magnificent appearance and extraordinary craftsmanship, floating in mid-air, with a white high-level cloak, fluttering in the wind.

People who see him at first will shiver naturally. The facial lines are as steep as an axe, and the lonely handsome face. The left half is covered by a metal mask, and the dark blue eyes are shocking. Bing Jing, the dangerous message revealed in it, teaches people to feel heart palpitations all the time.

"Since ancient times, love has been sad." He said leisurely, his voice as sweet as crystals touching each other, "Ziyu, since you are digging the ground and trapping yourself, don't blame you for being a brother, you have to act arbitrarily."

It was only five days before the Leifeng Pagoda event. As the dark hands hidden behind the scenes emerged one by one, it also cast new variables for the fate of Lancelow and others.

Seminar Story Forum

Xiaocao: After a lot of hard work, the Galaxy chapter finally reached the fifth episode.

Lance: The story that was originally scheduled for nine episodes is half finished.

Xiaocao: Yes, all the wiring work has been almost completed. Since the next episode, it is time to close the wiring.

Lance: The record of this publication seems to have been refreshed again.

Xiaocao: Since the author has seen a lot of encouragement, he has made up his mind to participate in a thousand words a day and is rushing to the manuscript at this speed.

Lance: It seems that everything must be planned and the efficiency is relatively high!

Xiaocao: Is it the same for chasing girls?

Lance: Does the rabbit have to ask...Oh...

(tapping Xiaocao) Xiaocao: Speaking of chasing girls, this episode is probably the one the author is least confident about.

Lance: A person who has never been in a relationship, wondering how to write a love scene, is really a chore.

Xiaocao: Halfway through the writing, I was ridiculed by my friends, "People who have never been in a relationship are still talking big words over there", causing the author to stare at the screen sadly.

Lance: But, writers, writers, isn't it just "make a little bit, add a little bit"?

Xiaocao: There are still some things that cannot be done in "virtual reality".

Lance: Oh! Do you already understand the importance of doing it yourself?

Xiaocao: I already understood that...what are you doing...what are you doing...

Lance: Haha? In addition to the love scene, there are also criticisms?

Xiaocao (takes out the machine gun from behind and shoots frantically): Do your best, why is there only this kind of thing in your mind?

Lance (busy to run away from bullets): You...you changed your weapons...don't you feel shameful to use machine guns in martial arts novels?

Xiaocao (has entered a semi-crazy state): Wow ha ha ha...

In order to avoid the panic of the fish, this symposium ended here.