Repugnant Gateway

As Anzheng's hands were torn forward, the night sky was torn apart, and the black armor samurai and monsters on the cloud head dissipated, turned into black gas, and eventually disappeared.

The sky became incredibly clear, and the light from the round of the sun became soft from blazing.

Then An Zheng found that they seemed to have returned to the stage.

A little boy who looked about six or seven years old, sat on the bench with a small water bottle, and looked at the performance on the stage without blinking his eyes. An Zheng can see that the local stage performance of Yan Guo is performed on the stage. Although there are not many repertoires, the singing is magnificent and melodious, so Yan people like it very much. The little boy seemed nervous and looked around from time to time as if he was on alert.

"Are you afraid?"

An Zheng walked over and asked.

Du Shou thinly pulled Latan Taiche: "What's going on? How did he come back? This little guy is the charming master? But he is so big, impossible."

Dantai said in a low voice: "Don't talk, now this world of mind charm has calmed down, it should be back to the beginning of mind charm. The little boy in this form may not be true, or the master of mind charm may start to fantasize. At the time, any of our fierce actions may make the current calm mind charm unbalanced, so let ’s watch it honestly. An Zheng seems to have formed a certain communication with this mind charm world with his own mood, just look at it. . "

Du Shou nodded, not even daring to speak. The two did not dare to get close, and looked at them from afar.

An Zheng walked slowly over, and the little boy looked back at him, looking very frightened, and he shrank back involuntarily: "Who are you? Are you going to catch me back to practice?"

An Zheng shook his head and smiled with extraordinarily kindness: "No, I also like to watch dramas."

He sat down next to the little boy: "But I don't know what this play is called."

The little boy seemed to relax his guard a little, and looked at Anzheng with black and white and clear eyes. He said triumphantly, "This play is called Ding Jiangshan, and you didn't even know this when Yan Guo was founded." What a shame ~ "

An Zheng laughed: "I'm too busy because I have little time. Although I like to watch the drama, I can't spare time. So I don't know what drama, you can't laugh at me."

The little boy was very beautiful, and when An Zheng said these things, his face fell: "Actually ... I'm like you. I was forced to practice by my family from the age of four, and I couldn't even leave the house. I was stealing When I go out to watch a play, I like to watch a play, but they do n’t allow it. Every time I sneak out to see a play, they will catch me back and fight me soon. Then they say, I am the future of the family, I do n’t have Time to look at these messy things, I can only practice and then practice ... but I am so tired, I do n’t want to practice, and I do n’t want to do anything about the future of the family. "

An Zheng felt tight, and took out a handkerchief from the cuff to wipe the little boy's tears: "You can rest assured that no one will catch you back today, I will protect you."

"really?"

The little boy looked at Anzheng expectantly, and then shook his head again: "My family is so fierce, no one dares to provoke them. You go, big brother, I'm afraid it will hurt you. I'll watch for a little while , Just watch for a little while and I will go back by myself. If they are found, they will fight badly. "

An Zheng felt sour and rubbed the little boy's hair: "Relax, I said that it will protect you, and no one will beat you again."

The little boy became happy: "Then I finished reading Ding Jiangshan today, but I haven't finished it once."

He looked back subconsciously, still seeming to worry about something.

The moment he turned around, An Zheng felt that things were not good. This is the world of the little boy's heart charm, he will appear what he wants, after all, he is just a passer-by. When An Zheng was worried, the outside door was suddenly kicked by a foot, and a group of black-clad men came in from the outside with a terrible look. They strode forward, and when they walked, they became skeletons, wearing black skeletons. In that way, it is exactly the same as the dancing and dancing skeletons that An Zheng they saw on the stage before.

An Zheng suddenly understood that this was what the little boy was afraid of, so even the performance on the stage changed. From singing to a group of skeletons dancing a cheerful dance, it is actually a nightmare in the heart of the little boy.

Behind the black skeletons, an old lady with a walking stick in her hand walked in slowly, her face cold and scary. She pointed her finger at the little boy and said sharply, "Catch me back and fight to the death! The uncontested things, the family will do their utmost to cultivate you and make you a hope for the family's future. Soon, you will be taken Wherever you go to practice, there is still time to watch the show! "

The little boy was scared and shrank into An Zhan's arms: "I don't want to go back, I don't want to practice ... I just like to watch the show!"

An Zheng stood up and protected the little boy behind him.

"who are you?"

The old lady looked at An Zheng with a somber face.

An Zheng sneered: "It's not like you. You're something in his heart, and I'm not. Don't you think it's too much? How old is he? You just push him like this, kicking and kicking if you don't listen to you, Even if you say that you are going to die in death, do you really care about him? Or do you care if there is a heir in the family, anyone can be as long as the talent is good. If you kill him, You just look for the next successor, right? "

The old lady said coldly: "This is the housework of my Gao family. Why should you ask? Give you a chance to get out, or I will let you die."

An Zheng felt that the little boy was shaking more and more violently behind his back. He reached out and hugged the little boy: "I will not let them beat you, nor will they force you to do what you do not like. Here is Your world, these are your fantasy. Believe me, only you can get these people out of your mind. "

The little boy shook his head, his face pale and scary: "I ... I'm afraid of her!"

He raised his little finger at the old lady.

The old lady yelled: "I am your grandma! You dare to hide behind an outsider, and I wasted so much thought on you. The family has paid enough to nurture you, why don't you do that? sensible!"

An Zheng said: "You don't care about him, just yourself, or your so-called family future. Since you are his grandmother, have you ever considered him as a grandmother? Have you ever been to him? Have you asked him what he likes? Do you know what he wants to do and do n’t want to do? In his heart, you are not his grandmother at all, you are the demon he fears. "

"I will kill you."

The old lady pointed forward: "Give me mince him and feed the dog!"

The group of black skeletons began to pounce forward, and An Zheng patted the little boy on the shoulder: "Trust yourself, you can drive them away."

The greasy old lady took a step forward, and the leading cane in her hand poked down: "Dare you! Don't forget that you are a descendant of the Gao family, and your body has the blood of the Gao family. You get Everything is given to you by the Gao family. All you eat, drink, wear, use, everything, including your life, is given to you by the Gao family! If you want to leave now, it is a rebel! "

"I do not want!"

The little boy squatted holding his head: "I don't want it at all!"

The clothes on his body snapped apart, squatting naked.

A hurricane appeared, sweeping like an angry dragon. The skulls in black were swept in by the hurricane when they rushed forward, and were instantly twisted into powder. Moving forward in the hurricane, the old lady raised her hand to sweep the hurricane away, but after raising her hand, she had no strength at all. The hurricane swept through and took her into the air.

"You can't escape, this is your destiny!"

In the air, the old lady was still howling.

An Zheng took off his coat and wrapped it around the little boy to hug him: "You can, no matter when, you can. No matter how dark the sky above is, the sun is always there, even if you can't see it. You should also keep the light in your heart. When you think that is really not what you want, you must learn to say no. "

The little boy nodded hard, and then shouted into the sky: "I don't! I don't like it!"

The hurricane was gone, and the old lady was never seen again.

Ding Jiangshan is still singing on the stage, and the little boy babbles on Anzheng's shoulder and learns to sing. It seems that he has relaxed a lot. All around became calmer, as if nothing had happened. He was lying there with tears hanging in the corners of his eyes.

I don't know how long it took, the little boy suddenly broke free from An Zheng's arms, and then stood there and bowed deeply to the people singing on the stage: "Thank you."

The few people on the stage looked at each other and bowed to the little boy: "Thank you."

Then the stage disappeared, and it became dark all around.

It was a kind of darkness that felt indistinct and seemed to be like Yong Ye. But when An Zheng raised his head and looked at the sky, a golden light ripped open the darkness and shot straight down from above. Gradually, the golden light became more and more, and the darkness became fragmented. A sun hung there, illuminating all around.

Then they saw that on a reclining chair made of dead wood not far away, a man with white hair and beard all looked tired lying there, looking at Anzhen with charity and gratitude.

"Thank you."

He says.

His voice was old and hoarse, especially dry, as if he hadn't spoken in years. It seems that he is old and unreasonable, as if he is at least 70 or 80 years old. He leaned against it, as if his body could not move. A rotten smell belonging to the old man emanated from him, which was uncomfortable.

"Gao Yuanshu?"

An Zheng asked.

The old man nodded: "It's me."

The old man raised his head to look at the sun, and the thorny man began to weep, but he seemed to care nothing at all, looking at it all the time.

"I didn't think of it myself that one day I would wake up from that dream. I can't even determine which world is real. But fortunately ... not everyone is full of darkness. So I want to thank You, no matter who you are. "

He looked at Anzheng: "Thank you, if I can, I'm willing to say a few more times. But I will end myself, I will end my life. When I came out of that dream, I knew myself What kind of choices should I make? I do n’t like everything here, if I can be reborn, I am willing to be a child of ordinary people. When I was a kid, I played with mud, secretly ran down the river to take a shower, and then I was brought back by the family to have a meal ... ... should n’t it hurt at all? "

Tan Taiche asked at the back: "Don't you want to start from the beginning? Doesn't it feel a pity to end like this?"

Gao Yuanshu smiled: "No, not the end, but the beginning."

Du Shoushou snorted: "I don't like you, I don't like it anyway. You killed so many children and young girls for yourself, you should have died!"

Gao Yuanshu was stunned for a while, and then smiled bitterly: "It turns out that she put this sin on me, everyone is her pawn, and she is at her disposal ... The death of those children has nothing to do with me. Does she say yes? Those children who were killed just to save me? No, she was for herself. She should have died long ago, and she should have died since more than a decade ago, but she began to continue her life in such a sinful way. The Gao family now gets All the punishments caused by her are caused by the crimes she committed. But all this will have nothing to do with me ... You are all good people and should not be here to die with me. "

He waved his hand.

The surrounding scene changed.

Anzheng they returned to the yard, the leaves and branches in the sky disappeared, and the two persimmon trees returned to their original appearance.

Faintly, An Zheng seemed to hear a child, singing the Dingjiang Mountain with a childish voice.

The sound is getting farther and farther away.