Remnants of Filth

Li Qingsu only remembered that the man had a pair of narrow and long apricot eyes that were slightly raised, as if the mist and rain of a river were misty. He glanced around the cold house, determined that no one else had survived, and fell on Li Qingchan and his brother.

Li Qing shallow looked up at this Tsing Yi monk, while the younger brother was soft and small, with a fever, lying on him and wept loudly. The young child is so young, as if he also knew that he had suffered the doom of the country's ruined family, knowing that he would never have the father who would make him a bamboo dragonfly, and the mother who always loves pinching his little nose ...

Monk Tsing Yi glanced at them for a while, came over, and stared down behind the golden mask. He was silent for a while, and took out a pill bottle and some broken silver from his arms: "This medicine will be more and more commonplace. Keep it for your brother."

Then said nothing, turned and left.

Li Qingsu stayed there for a long time before reacting violently. He grabbed the medicine bottle and silver and rushed out. Seeing that the village was full of the bodies of the black monks, the man in Tsing Yi seemed to be checking from house to house for the injustice of leaking nets. Li Qingsu Kneeling at him, crying, "Big brother!"

The man in Tsing Yi glanced over his eyes and glanced behind him from behind the golden covering.

"Brother, please, please take us away!"

The man did not speak.

Li Qingyan's eyes were flushed, and he choked, "We've been running, we've been running ... but A-niang and Dad are still ... or ..." Weeping into a tone, "Big brother, please ..."

But in the end, the man in Tsing Yi still didn't take the two brothers away, but just gave him a swordsmanship mentality, saying that the swordsmanship was too weak and had no use for himself. However, if Li Qing shallows take part in the enlightenment, he may be able to comprehend some of his own kendo with this book, which is enough to protect himself.

But now, Li Qingqian looked at Hong Yan kneeling in the dust and crying and begging herself not to leave, but there was a momentary nagging in her eyes, thinking of her helpless and desperate mood.

He finally sighed and walked back to Hung Hom: "Get up."

"...!" Hongyu returned to see him, twitched a few times, and cried with tears.

"But say yes, just take you with me. If I pass by a good place, I can find a good place, I will not stay with you."

Where does Hong Zhi care? Wipe off the tears on her little face, smile with tears, and promise: she is a person who is used to seeing winks, knows that Li Qing is shallow-hearted, and has not left her at this time. It is even more impossible to lose. So he nodded hard like pecked rice: "Everyone listens to Big Brother!"

She listens to a ghost.

She followed him. On the first day, she was still obedient. On the third day, she started jumping and climbing trees, rolling around.

By the third year, it was already lawless. She had to follow what Li Qing shallow did, and unlike what she said, she had a big appetite and had a lot to eat.

Every time Li Qingqian saw that there was no more rice in the tank, he turned his head to look at the red cockroach chased by the dog in the yard, and sighed in a funny and angry way, shaking his head.

Fortunately, my brother was accepted as a disciple by a good old scholar in his early years. Otherwise, if he added another mouth to eat, Li Qingchan should really worry.

Hung Hom had asked him before: "Big brother, you are so powerful, you have met evil spirits, why don't you take more money from others?"

Li Qing shallow said, "Because those people, they have no money ..."

"Then you can go for a ghost for the rich."

Li Qingqian's own water-breaking sword had not been realized at that time, and he could only paint the gourd by himself according to the unnamed sword sheet left by that Tsing Yi monk. Many-- "he gave Xiao Hongyu an exaggerated gesture," so many people are anxious to catch ghosts from rich people. But few people are willing to go to a small country like Lichun to make peace. "

Red scratched her head and nodded: "Also! You are a good man!"

"The one who saved me was also a good person." Li Qing shallow smiled with a sullen smile. "I don't know who he is, but I always wanted to be a monk like him. But ... I'm definitely not as powerful as him. And I guess ... … And will always be so poor. "

Hung Hoe was unwilling, holding her hoe, her hands were compared to a large circle, vaguely said: "No, my brother is the best, my brother has ... then ... then." She worked hard with her arms to make the circle bigger, "So powerful!"

Li Qing smiled briefly and touched her head: "Besides, the **** is about to fall off."

The red cricket bites whine twice, smiles and re-holds the white cricket bites, the two feet sway happily, and the pair of goose yellow embroidered shoes on the feet are very clean and beautiful, that is, Li Qingqian used his pitiful shellfish Bought it for her. She was careful to wear, so many years, just old, but rarely dirty.

Li Qingqian and Hongyi went all the way, doing the kind things they wanted to do, and practicing swordsmanship together.

In a fantasy world, Hung Hoo rides on the tree and shakes the fruit, while Li Qing shallow stands under the tree and has a headache and looks at her covetously. Mo Xi knew the ending of these two people, so he looked back and felt that those bright smiles were like a mirror and a moon.

This girl will leave Li Qing Qian, then Li Qing Qian will become famous, die, and finally become a grudge sword spirit.

And all of this is exactly what happened?

With the constant change of the illusion, the mystery layer gradually disappears like the wind and sand, revealing the truth of the pale and dew under the sand and mud.

The beginning of the transition was someday in the late spring when the red rash became ill.

At that time, they happened to pass by a village near Lao Country. The area where Lao Country was located was very enchanted. During the changing seasons of spring and summer, the enchantment in the village was the deepest. The red cricket accidentally infected the evil crickets, and became bedridden due to serious illness, and the person quickly lost weight.

Li Qing shallow seeks medical treatment everywhere, the medicine that can cure this kind of stagnation qi is extremely expensive, even ordinary people can't afford it, let alone a gentleman like Li Qing Qian? He was repeatedly shut out of the door, and the medicine practitioners yelled at him in a bad mood: "If you want to get sick, get the money first. How many people have this kind of disease every day, if all of you think like you Convenient, where is the herb? "

Mo Xi knew that although the attitudes of those practitioners were poor, their words were not false.

The cure for this epidemic is indeed very scarce, and each country has its own austerity measures. For example, in Chonghua, only nobles could buy it. It was for the poor people in a village and town that they pretended to be pitiful and bought medicines from the Royal Medicine Museum.

Lao Guo is slightly wider, not looking at the lineage, but looking at money.

Li Qingqian has no money.

He was sitting on the bed of red rickets, and he was already like a withered and frosted flower. He had no strength to jump as usual, only looking at him with red eyes, his lips moved slightly.

Li Qing shallow asked in a low voice, "What do you want to say?"

Hung Hoo moved his mouth again.

Li Qing shallow then attached ears to the past. After a while, he heard her. She smiled and said--

"Hey, I eat less now, so I can save money for my brother ..."

After waiting for her to fall asleep, Li Qingchan stepped out of the small hut, squatted on the steps for a while, and suddenly couldn't help it anymore, curled up and cried. He didn't dare to cry too much. At first, the manly husband was disgusting, and at the same time, he was afraid of waking up and finally falling asleep.

What should he do, he thought?

What should he do?

He was not as powerful as Hung Hom said. He had not become that Tsing Yi monk. He couldn't even protect a little girl accompanying him. For so many years, he had nothing but ambition.

Mo Xi couldn't bear to see in his heart, but also knew that the fact was so immutable.

The illusionary scene is constantly changing. Young Qing Qing walked helplessly in Lao Guo's bustling bazaar. He had done the last thing he could do, and replaced Hung Hom with seven medicines, procrastinating.

Now that there is only one last post left in the house, what happens after today?

"Come here! Look carefully! The requirements are very hard! Don't think about passing through!"

In the corner of the city, there was a loud noise. In the past, Hung Hom loved watching this kind of liveliness. Everywhere he went, he always dragged him to look around. It was probably a sorrowful consciousness, so he used to walk there as if he was dragging his sleeves up and down. He was so anxious that he couldn't see it.

Li Qing shallowly spoke for a while, turned back to God, was planning to leave, but heard the snoring in the crowd.

"Really so much money !?"

"Guo Shi is too heroic, oh my god, it's enviable."

The word "money" used to be nothing but a breeze to Li Qingqian. Now, when I hear it, I look back like I was stabbed by a needle tip, and my eyes look bright.

On the platform, a high-ranking monk from Lu Guo was walking back and forth, striking the gongs and drums to attract attention. Behind him, there is a three-foot-high portrait of silk urn, which looks like a pretty and beautiful woman with a tear mole at the end of her eyes. Seeing this, it is similar to Hung Hom.

Li Qing was shocked, and at that moment he heard the monk from the country repeating: "Guo Shi night view of the heavens, all women of this kind have a prosperous country this year! Those who agree with the conditions can be sent to the palace! "

锵锵 Tap again, then 嚷.

"If there is a choice, the girl is the maiden of the palace, and there are a thousand bounties in the house."

"This matter is voluntary, and those who are interested, please look back!"

Li Qing stunned the audience for a while, suddenly reacted to what was happening, and he was so busy that the monks who were in charge of the inspection later shook his voice and asked, "As long as such a girl, the teacher Do you accept everything? "

"Look like enough, just take it!"

"What are you doing here?"

"You're deaf!" The monk said angrily. "It's a blessing to be a saint and follow the Chinese astrology to ask for sacrifices and sacrifices. It's a blessing! You said so clearly, you don't understand people?"

Li Qing shallow's palms were all sweaty, his throat rolled, his eyes widened, painful and hopeful, and no matter how bad the other's attitude was, he asked, "If the girl got a magic wand, you ... ... you are willing to ... "

"Is n’t it enough if you say it ’s enough to take it ?! What is magic rickets? If you do n’t have a few posts, you will be alive again! What a **** problem do you have! Take it if you like it! Let ’s go if it ’s not enough! The woman demands strictness! "The monk cursed." Poor sour goods, a lot of nonsense! "

Li Qing was stunned.

Yes……

What's wrong with him? Capricorna is never an incurable disease, as this monk said, in fact, what is needed is just a few notes of elixir.

However, for the National Teacher, these understated medicines were understated, but he could not change them.

That's right.

He is a waste that can't even save the life of a favorite girl.

A poor sour goods.

Hung Hom shouldn't follow him from the beginning.

It was he who made her suffer.

Li Qingqian slowly walked back to their humble cottage, seeming to think a lot along the way, and seemed to think nothing. By the market, some stall owners are trying hard to solicit: "Pearl and jade jade buns, flower tinctures and gold tinctures, rouge gouache are all there, please take a look at them-"

He stopped by the stall, trying to get a closer look, but was afraid to step forward because of his shyness.

The hawker aimed at him and smiled, "This little brother, do you buy anything for your sweetheart?"

The three words of the sweetheart are like a sharp needle hurting the soul.

Li Qing was stunned in the gods, and was enthusiastically dragged by the hawker: "Look, the best jadeite golden urns and the materials from Broken Leaf City are extremely transparent ..."

"I ... I don't have that much money ..."

"Not so much money?" The hawker froze, pursed his lips, and smiled. "It doesn't matter, then look at the cheaper ones. This rouge, delicate creamy fragrance, is my heirloom's heirloom technology, and the price is also It's fair, only twenty dollars. "

There were only three Bai Bei coins in Li Qing's shallow money bag.

The hawker looked at him in embarrassment, paused, looked at him back and forth, saw the patch on his clothes, and the smile on his face slowly receded.

But I still lazily picked out an old little silk flower from the stall. The workmanship and silk cloth were very inferior, and I threw it at random in front of Li Qingchan: "Well, this is it, five Bai Bei coins." He lifted his swollen eyes and looked at him, "To please the girl's family, you wouldn't even want to pay that little money."

Li Qing was ashamed and embarrassed, and bowed his head in silence.

The hawker was shocked, and said that he had lost his lips for a long time. This man didn't even pay five Bai Bei coins? Immediately furious, regardless of the eyes of the people around, shouting at Li Qing's thin back and shouting, "Your mother, are you right? You don't spend any money and you want to make a woman, are you worthy ?! No Less money will come out and sway! I will not do business with me! Hey! "

Li Qingchan only felt that his face was burning, facing that bunch of surprised eyes, bowing his head and rushing away.

When he walked outside the city, no one looked at him anymore, but his skull seemed to have been broken, and he no longer had the strength to lift it. He staggered forward, walked to the long pavilion in the suburbs, and sat down suddenly, his face buried deep in his palm.

This time, he sat for a few hours, and when he returned to the small cottage, it was already dusk.

Red cricket lay sideways on the sick bed, face toward the door. She didn't sleep well, her cheeks were burning red, and when she heard Li Qingqian's voice, she opened her eyes slyly, her cat-like eyes looked at him roundly, and she said loudly, "Brother ..."

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