The flowers of Gaoling have been picked

It's a pity that things are not as beautiful as the woman thought.

Su Wangli has grown up gradually, and has reached the age of impetuosity that loves to play. Even if his mother tells him ten thousand times, he will sneak out when his mother is out to work, and find those children of the same age in the village to play with.

But when those children saw Su Wangli's appearance of being neither human nor ghost, they were all scared and ran around, and even went home crying and complained. Once or twice, the whole village knew that this woman was messing with demons and ghosts, shamelessly Such a monster was born.

Fearing that Su Wangli would do something outrageous when he grows up, after all monsters are monsters, and they can never be like humans, so he pulled out his knife and stick and forcefully forced the two to leave.

All the people in the village surrounded the mother and child, and they all looked at Su Wangli with such fierce and terrifying eyes. How could little Su Wangli have been treated like this before? He closed his eyes not to look at those people, and shrank Trembling tremblingly in mother's arms.

"Li'er is not a demon, he will not harm you, please, let us stay, we really have nowhere to go, we will never leave the house in the future, and we will never cause trouble for the village, please You..." The woman held Su Wangli in her arms, her face was full of tears, she looked at the group of people who surrounded them tightly, and kept pleading.

"Go away!" A thick and strong man pulled the woman away, grabbed Su Wangli's thin arm and dragged her out.

Without his mother's embrace, Su Wangli widened his eyes uneasily. In the sunlight, those narrow and elongated pupils were particularly glaring.

He could clearly see the expressions on everyone's faces, fear, cruelty, determination, gloom, in short, there was absolutely no mercy or sympathy.

Too many gazes were directed at him alone, like an animal waiting to be slaughtered, unable to avoid it, and could only wait for the butcher to pick up the butcher knife and bleed him alive.

"Look at it, let everyone see it! You said it's not a demon! These eyes are like this! It's a dead duck with a hard mouth!"

"Exactly! If this kind of thing stays in the village, it might cause some harm!"

"It's all like this! I really don't understand what's so good about messing around with monsters!"

"Kill him! Drive them out! We will never tolerate them here!"

"Yes, drive them out!"

It's louder than louder than louder.

Everyone raised their weapons one after another, and beat Su Wangli with sticks. He was too young, and his whole face was full of fear wet with tears. He pursed his lips tightly and stared at a pair of fox eyes. Big teardrops fell to the ground, like stones falling on the tip of Jing Zhan's heart.

How could his master be so strong, when he didn't know, when he couldn't protect him, Su Wangli suffered too much.

Jing Zhan wanted to rush over to protect him in his arms, but to Su Wangli at that time, he was just a speck of nothingness, just a wisp of smoke in the rolling world of mortals, powerless, helpless, and unable to share his pain. In pain, I can only cry out in despair and incompetence.

The woman struggled to hold Su Wangli tightly in her arms, and accepted all the pressure from the outside world. Amid the muffled sound of the stick hitting the bone, she repeated comforting words in his ear over and over again: "It's okay... ...it's okay...Li'er...your father will come to pick us up...he will definitely come."

The two were driven out of the village, with injuries all over their bodies and nowhere to go.

Wandering around aimlessly, seeing the sky darken, the woman went around but found a ruined temple, Jing Zhan has been following the two of them, only after entering the ruined temple did he understand.

This dilapidated temple was dark and damp, whether it was the wet straw on the ground or the smell of sour and rotting wood, all of them were still fresh in his memory.

In Zangtang Town, in Su Wangli's dream, it was this ruined temple!

The woman dug out some slightly dry grass from the pile of wet grass, spread it out for Su Wangli, then took off her coarse patched coat, and covered him up, even though it was spring, the night wind was still cold prick.

Su Wangli has not recovered since just now, his tears dried up, his body twitched, obediently let the woman cover her coat, put her arms in her arms, and patted his thin back again and again to comfort him. His body was trembling constantly.

The protruding shoulder blades due to being too thin were touched back and forth by a warm hand from the woman, and Su Wangli's trembling heart sank little by little. His body, which had been exhausted all day, was finally at this moment, in this ruined temple, in the presence of his mother. He was comforted in his arms and fell asleep peacefully.

The woman was sore all over, her face was bruised and purple, and half of her cheek was swollen. Enduring the pain, she sucked in the sore nose, hugged Su Wangli tightly, as if hugging her own world, closed her eyes and exhaled softly. Tone, fell asleep in the middle of the night in peace.

Jing Zhan squatted not far from the two of them, looking at them seriously, with an indescribable sadness in his heart.

Su Wangli's originally fair little face was covered with bruises at the moment, with red, purple and purple spots mottled, separating Jing Zhan's favorite face, this person, causing bruises all over his body.

He didn't know how long he looked at it, greedily wanting to see the frail and fragile master who hadn't put on the mask in his eyes and engrave it in his heart.

Before he could make a move, he felt a gust of wind outside the temple, and in the blink of an eye, a white robe fell down, appearing beside the two of them, and squatted down cautiously.

Only then did Jing Zhan see clearly that the handsome man with a straight nose and thin lips actually had a pair of familiar fox eyes, which were dark and bright, exactly the same as Su Wangli's today. Although he was dressed in white, he didn't seem as proud as his master. , but he is as cold and elegant as his master, with an excellent temperament.

Looking carefully, this man is seven or eight points similar to Su Wangli, but the aura exuding from this man's body is much more mature and sophisticated than Su Wangli's.

The man looked at the sleeping mother and son, the coldness between his brows and eyes dissipated, replaced by boundless tenderness.

He stretched out his slender fingers, and gently caressed the woman's swollen cheeks. A few golden lights shone from the fingertips. Jing Zhan watched the woman's swollen cheeks disappear little by little, and slowly opened his brows that were frowned because of the pain.

Then the man straightened Su Wangli's cheeks, and pointed two fingers at the center of Su Wangli's brow, and saw a few strands of golden light penetrate into Su Wangli's flesh like a loach burrowing into the soil.

As if feeling unwell, Su Wangli rolled his eyes and slowly woke up.

Jing Zhan saw the difference in Su Wangli in an instant, the pair of different pupils turned into normal pitch black at this moment, and the long and narrow pupils also became round.

Su Wangli raised his eyes and saw the white shadow beside him, trembling with fright, looked at his mother who was still sleeping beside him, afraid of waking them up, so he suppressed his fear and tremblingly asked in a low voice: "Who are you? Here, is this your place? Can we stay for one night, just one night. "

The little Su Wangli stared at a pair of round and bright black fox eyes, tremblingly said a complete sentence, but the words were full of pleading, the kind of humble pleading down to the bone, even in this long-term deserted place. Resting in the ruined temple, I have to ask this strange man who has never met.

The man's eyes were as gentle as water, and he said softly, "Of course, go to sleep, my child, this is just a dream..."

After finishing speaking, he stroked his forehead, and Su Wangli fell into a deep sleep in just a moment.

Jing Zhan heard it clearly, like a bolt from the blue.

his child?

Before thinking carefully, the man said: "Lin Wan, wait for me, wait for me to pick you up and Li'er back."

Then he got up, and disappeared into the silence in the blink of an eye, as if nothing had happened, even Jing Zhan thought it was a dream, the man in the dream was just a soft wind blowing in the night.

Before Jing Zhan could stand up, the two sleeping peacefully in the ruined temple disappeared from his eyes, and the scenes in front of him flew by quickly.

——"Mother, I, I want to eat buns."

——"Mother! Mother, I won't eat! Li'er is not hungry anymore! Mother, wake up!"

——"Mother, Baozi! Baozi! Eat it while it's hot, Mother!"

——"Mother! It's sweet, stuffed with bean paste and jujube paste! Li'er likes to eat sweet things!"

Moment after moment, Jing Zhan passed by, joyful, excited, crying, sweet, all were scenes from Su Wangli's dream.

How much has he been through...

How much have you been through!

The pain in Jing Zhan's internal organs has long been replaced by a bleeding heart.

It's ridiculous.

He kept saying that he liked Su Wangli, he kept saying that he wanted to take Su Wangli to heart, and vowed to bear all the pain for him.

But in the end, Su Wangli suffered so much, and even lost his life for him.

But none of his vows were fulfilled.

Countless fuzzy pictures were finally fixed in that grass temple. The woman was so skinny that only a few bones remained. Su Wangli pursed his lips, squeezed out a smile and sat next to the woman, stretching out his tiny arms to pull her into his arms with difficulty. Here, just like a woman comforting herself, she patted the woman's back again and again.

Su Wangli, who had thin and protruding shoulder blades, felt pain in his palms, as if touching the edge of a knife. He thought, when his mother comforted him, he felt the same way.

The woman's voice was still so gentle, she smiled and said, "Li'er, don't blame him..."

Su Wangli didn't speak, just nodded, his eyes were red, and his lips were trembling uncontrollably.

"Look at you... mother... what did mother tell you... a man... can't cry... you have to... ...to stand upright..."

She had already run out of fuel, and tried her best to say this sentence that she kept teaching, but it was the last sentence between her and Su Wangli.

His eyes were slowly closed, and the hand that wanted to touch his son's cheek was raised halfway, and slowly fell down.

She who endured all the malice in the world, she who was abandoned by the world, until the end, still maintained her kindness and original intentions, and she, who had no knowledge, taught Su Wangli not to hold grudges, taught him to be kind, and taught him to be an upright person. people.

The reunion that was originally planned, the family happiness that was originally imagined, did not come true in the end.

"Mother...Mother?" Su Wangli grabbed the falling hand and stroked his face.

The tears that had been held back for too long finally rushed down like a river bursting its embankment at this moment, and it could no longer be controlled.

"Mother! Don't leave Li'er alone! Don't leave me alone! Mother—! Can you take a look at Li'er again, please take a look at Li'er... "

Helpless, longing, and humble, he didn't look like a man at all. He was crying, roaring heart-piercingly, and shouting louder than when he was just born.

——"My child, let me call you Su Wangli. Mother wishes you to forget parting and live happily ever after."

The partings again and again, the heartbreak again and again, and the unsatisfactory times again and again, maybe this is why Su Wangli is now.

The past is too much to think about...

It wasn't until now that Jing Zhan really understood the mood in which Su Wangli said these words.

These past events are too bloody, if you think about it, it is enough to peel off a layer of skin from your heart.

How much he wanted to go and hug him, hug this beloved who was crying and tearing up to the point of mess.

But the reality told him again and again that he couldn't get through it, couldn't touch it, couldn't hug him, and could only watch the one he loved being tortured.

The scene in front of him gradually disappeared, Su Wangli disappeared, and Jing Zhan was left alone by the Phoenix Pond, unable to recover for a long time.

"My child, are you still sincere to Li'er?" the woman asked gently.

Know the past that Su Wangli doesn't want to recall the most, and understand the deepest secret he hides.

Then, will this person beat and kick Su Wangli like those people in the village, and call him a monster, or will he remain true to his original intention and treat him sincerely?

"You mean...Master...he is..." Jing Zhan was not sure in his heart, and he didn't hear the woman's question.

Seeing that he didn't answer, the woman wasn't angry, she seemed to be used to this kind of panic and fear, she nodded patiently, and said: "You think right, Su Wangli's father is Su Qinghe, the ancestor of Qingqiu Nine-Tailed Fox."

"!"

Master Qingqiu?

Su Qinghe?

When the seal of the ghost world was weakened hundreds of years ago, the Qingqiu ancestor who risked his life to resist the ghost master from breaking the seal?

With all his calculations, Jing Zhan couldn't think of the origin of Su Wangli's father, but now, he was opened before his eyes.

So what is Su Wangli?

people?Or a demon?

He suddenly remembered Su Wangli's seductive cold fox eyes. It turned out that they were given to him by Su Qinghe...

"Li'er is a half-demon, because... because I am a mortal, so... Li'er is not a nine-tailed fox..." The woman said this, with a frown in her eyes. Full of desolation and shame.

"It's not a nine-tailed fox?" Jing Zhan was very puzzled.

Mi Guang, who had been silent for a long time, finally said: "Wangli only has three tails, that is to say, he only has three lives."

three?

Jing Zhan shivered.

But when he was in Penglai, he saw that his master had only one tail left. If one tail was for his own life, what about the other one?

How was the other life lost?

"God, Master has only one life left now, do you know why Master lost his first life?" Jing Zhan asked hurriedly, the excruciating pain on his body couldn't match the answer he desperately wanted at this moment .

Mi Guang closed his mouth and eyes tightly, neither looking nor answering.

"God!" Jing Zhan couldn't help but shouted.

"My child, let me ask you again, are you still sincere to Li'er?" The woman's whole body was transparent and brilliant, like clear glass, which would shatter when touched.

Jing Zhan heard the woman's question this time, and was no longer in a hurry to ask for Mi Guang's answer. He regained his composure, nodded solemnly, and replied, "I will treat him well."

After speaking, he seemed to feel that what he said was too frivolous, so he said more seriously: "I, I haven't read any books, but to me, Master is the light in my long dark night. He is willing to love me and protect me. If you treat me sincerely, Jing Zhan will definitely repay Master with thousands of times, no matter what happened to Master before, from now on, I will always be with him."

Tears rolled down the woman's eyes, and she saw the phoenix feather floating in the air flying in front of Jing Zhan, the barrier around it disappeared, Jing Zhan stretched out his hand, and easily held it in the palm of his hand.

"Go, child, go to Li'er, if it's later, it won't work." The woman's voice was soft, and Mi Guang in the air behind her still closed her eyes and concentrated, and had no intention of stopping her at all.

"Yes!" After Jing Zhan said that, he turned and left, and disappeared in the Phoenix Pond not long after.

"Ma'am, you do this..." Mi Guang opened his eyes, hesitated to speak.

"It's okay, I believe in him, and I also believe in Li'er's choice." After she finished speaking, she turned around, her transparent body gradually disappeared, she smiled and said, "Mi Guang, thank you for taking care of Li'er, and thank you for protecting me. Yipo, now that my wish is fulfilled, I don't need to store it in the Phoenix Pond anymore."

She bowed and thanked Mi Guang, and the little golden light dissipated in the rain of fiery red petals.

"Qinghe, I'm here to look for you."

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I finally passed the exam!

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