Feed the villains with love [Transmigration Book]

"My lord, my lord, don't be angry, Zhe'er wouldn't do that kind of thing for no reason, maybe there is... some misunderstanding?"

"Zhe'er, please explain quickly! Although our Canghan Castle is a demon sect, we never bully women and children! How could you imprison the Lord through the water prison?"

Jiang Tingzhe just stared at him in a daze, with the black fire burning behind him: "You...are you really my father?"

"Little bastard! It's fine if others don't know me! I raised you until you were ___ years old, so you don't remember your own father's face?"

"But... my father, he has long been together with the head of the Tang Sect and the witch..."

"It was dead at that time! Isn't this a spirit body now! Look, Zheer!" Jiang An fanned the black smoke behind his back, and simply turned it into a black mist of fireworks for him to see, and then turned back into a human form.

Everyone has heard that there are ghosts in this world.

But how many have actually seen it?Jiang Tingzhe shook his head: "No, no... Impossible, it's fake. This must be some kind of charlatan trick!"

"Our fort's herb storehouse is in the underground palace, the treasure storehouse is in the underground palace, and the key to the underground palace is in the holy fire altar. You have a mole on your left buttock, you wet the bed when you were young, and..."

"Shut up! You, you—"

Jiang An sighed.

"Zhe'er, did you really torture the lord in every possible way back then? You, why did you treat him like that?"

"You are talking!"

Jiang Tingzhe's expression was complicated, as if he had fallen into a tangled mess: "If you are really my father... this is the end of the story, how can you still not know who he is?"

"Who is he?"

Jiang Ang frowned, looking back at Dugu Lonely, his expression gradually changed from bewildered to shocked and disbelieving.

"Difficult, could it be..."

"Back then, my father was obsessed with that demon girl. I refused to listen to every persuasion. He also blamed me for sowing discord and beating and scolding me. Later, he knew that she was the one who leaked the secret map of the underground palace, but he was still reluctant to touch her. Finger. Even knowing that she poisoned him, he drank it."

"Death is imminent, my father just told me to go alone, and also entrusted that evil child born to her...to my care!"

"I made it clear to my father at the time! I said, even if I didn't kill that evil bastard, I would make him have a bad life for the rest of his life! I didn't goug out his eyes, cut off his tongue, cut off his Throwing him into a pigsty with his four limbs, and only hanging him in a water prison for torture, is already showing mercy!"

"Zhe'er!" Jiang Ang roared, "How can you be so cruel! He is your own brother!"

"I don't have a brother, I only know that he is the blood of the witch. The witch deceived and killed my father and burned my mother's belongings. I was too young to take revenge. What can I do except torture the child of the witch to death? ?!"

"Zhe'er, you, you..."

Jiang Ang was in a daze, and after a long while, he slowly turned his head to look at Duguji, with a sober and unusually vague expression, carefully describing the strange but familiar face in front of him with a smile and a cry.

"My lord, you, how old are you this year?"

"Who gave you your name?"

"That's right! Show me the back of your neck!"

"I remember that when the little thief was just born, there was a birthmark on the back of the neck. Qingguo... She was clumsy, and accidentally dripped wax oil while holding a candle to see, and burned a large area on the back of the child's neck."

"My lord, show me quickly! See if you have that burn on the back of your neck? Qingguo, you are still in a daze, go and see if there is any!"

……

The ground of the blue bricks was instantly pierced with cracks by the silver thread.

The man in white was covered in gunpowder smoke.

"……Do not touch me."

His voice was difficult and his eyes were dark.

"You, you... stay away from me."

"...I have no father or mother since I was a child, only my master. I don't need any parents or siblings! In this world, I only have the only family member, which is my master Yu Chenying, as long as he is enough!"

With a wry smile, he staggered a step, and the silver string in his hand fell to the ground.Someone helped him, and he almost subconsciously wanted to wave it away, but he saw a red dress and distressed eyes from the corner of his vision.

Briefly...

Confused, she didn't want Yu Qingguo to suddenly rush to him: "Yu Chenying? You just said that your master... is Chen Ying?"

"Shen Ying is still alive? Where is he? You tell the servants!"

The woman in front of her has a pair of bright eyes full of mist, which can be said to be extraordinarily beautiful, as beautiful as a fairy.It's just that Zhuyan is really too good, she looks younger than Duguji, and she always looks like a spoiled and spoiled little girl...

It's not that Duguji didn't think about what "mother" would be like in the past.

I always think that person should be a virtuous, gentle, kind woman.But hearing what Jiang An meant, could this woman in front of him be his "mother"?

How can it be.Isn't that... a big joke.

"You... how do you know my master?"

"Shen Ying is the younger brother of the slave family."

"..."

"Everyone mistakenly calls the slave family Yu Qingguo, but in fact it should be 'Yu Qingguo'. Our Yu family was originally a mausoleum guarding family of King Youlan's tomb. We have been living in seclusion in the north. Only my brother and I were rescued."

"Later, there was a twist of fate... Nu's family and Shen Ying were also separated. All these years, Nu's family thought that he had already..."

"So Shen Ying is still alive? This finally makes sense. Of course he knows that you are my son, so he took the risk and went to Canghan Castle to rescue you!"

"..."

In the Xuanbizong courtyard of Maple Leaf Villa, bamboo bells sound all year round.

The master is dressed in Tsing Yi and has a gentle temperament. As the elder Xuanbi, he is busy with affairs, but he always teaches him to read and practice martial arts whenever he has time, and treats him with every kind of care and care.

His origin is unknown, and he is inextricably linked with the Devil's Cult, causing Master to be criticized in various ways.The man didn't care, and advised him not to listen and not to care.

【Why does master... have to be so nice to his disciples? 】

Every time he asked this question, the man in Tsing Yi just smiled and patted his head.

Yu Chenying has always been responsive to his requests.Give him the best of everything he eats and uses.Martial arts skills, never stingy.

But there is only one thing - he was never allowed to ask about the demon sect that killed him, and he was never allowed to search for his parents' background.

[The past... is all over.Ji'er, your future is limitless, don't think about hatred, let alone trace the source, just live well in the present. 】【You are my eldest disciple, the most talented disciple in Maple Leaf Villa, Master hopes that your life will be bright and smooth, and you will not be entangled in boring troubles. 】Every time he said this, there was always a hint of obscurity in his eyes that Dugu Lone couldn't understand.

Now, I finally understand.

……

"Tang Bian, Tang Bian, don't worry! Gongdu Liangxiao has already split up to look over there, I'll look north from here, you go to the south to have a look, we'll meet back in an hour!"

"Editor Tang, don't cry! Senior Dugu probably just wants to be alone, cheer up!"

Tang Shen also wanted to be stronger.

But how to be strong?

The man disappeared without a trace.So cruel and determined, even he refused to take it with him.

The world is so big, once he is out of sight, where will he find it?

What if something happens?

That person... doesn't take care of himself at all.

For a moment, the world was extremely dark, as if it was swallowed by a strong and bitter deep sea, and it was always falling into the endless abyss.

He left without looking back.

Wishful thinking, self-talking "like", in the eyes of Duguji, have they always been troublesome and worthless?

Still foolishly thinking that there is hope, is simply deceiving oneself.In fact, there is no way to keep him, let alone warm him up.The only companionship and care that can be given continuously is more fragile than the window paper pasted on it.

In the end, the man said that if he didn't want him, he wouldn't want him.All the heartache, all the worries and anxieties turned into bloody mouths and bit the scattered heart in turn, mocking his own paleness.

how should I do?He doesn't need me at all.The warm afternoon sun shone on his back, but he felt chills all over his body.He covered his eyes, suffocating as if he was about to be flooded with tears.

...I was never wanted by anyone.

Tang Shen thought that his personality was not withdrawn, nor was his appearance ugly.But I don't know why I haven't met any friends who are particularly close to each other in more than 20 years, let alone any feelings beyond that.

[Because you have a kind of... You are actually lonely, but you try to act cheerful.It feels a little heavy. 】【ah?Is it true that Lao Tzu is lively and cheerful? 】

When I got home, I shook my head disdainfully at myself in the mirror——no.It's definitely not something wrong with me, it's just a little luck, that's all.

I will never admit it, and try my best not to think of the gray imprinted by the indifference and mania of my parents when I was young.

Until that day, Jiang Shenxing, who easily walked out of the Ziyu Netherworld Formation, put on an innocent face and said that his life was smooth and trauma-free.On that face, Tang Shen clearly saw the completely real "lively and cheerful" without any whitewashing.

Let him feel envious.

……

"...a few words?"

Tang Shen trembled and raised his head suddenly.

In the shadow of the corner not far away, a person sits quietly in the dividing line between light and dark.

It was like a dream, but it was clearly a dazzling reality.All of a sudden, all the messy negative emotions dissipated, and he finally found his way home suddenly in the stormy dark night.

Aftermath.

……

His body hurt from the bump, and his whole body was tightly embraced.Clothes were strangled tightly.

The tears shone golden in the sun, hurting Dugu's eyes.

He realized that he had done something wrong again.I also found that it seems to have always been like this——

That person can always make him laugh, make him feel happy and sweet; but he often only makes him cry.

"……Where have you been?!"

"I thought you were gone! I thought you would never come back!"

"Liu Yan, Lie Yan, I'm sorry! Don't cry."

Caressing the man's back, his voice was tinged with a bit of helplessness: "I didn't want to leave... Really not, it's just that my mind was a little messed up just now. It's fine for others to lie to me and hide it from me, but I never thought about it." However, even the master..."

"Senior Yu didn't lie to you! It's just that there are some things that you don't benefit from. Even if he lied to you, he definitely didn't mean it!"

"Yes, yes, I know..."

"What's more, you still have me! Even if the whole world treats you badly, you still have me!"

"In short, I know... I know you treat me well."

Panicked, he tried his best to wipe the water vapor with his sleeve, but it seemed he couldn't stop the man from falling sad.

"I won't go alone, I won't."

"You have done a lot of things for me, Jiuming, Quexinqin, and everything else, I really... have nothing to repay, so I will briefly..."

"I don't need you to repay me."

The man suddenly raised his face, full of mottled faces: "I don't need it."

"I'm not that greedy, I don't need you to repay me."

Yes, I know.

I get it, I get it all.

I……

There was a blinding light in the sky for a hundred days, and the coldness of the blue brick wall was faintly visible behind his warm hands.There are weeds and grasses everywhere under the body, and there are lush trees next to it.Ruoyan's belt is a piece of golden flowing cloud patterns, and the tentacles are carved fine and smooth.

The taste of tears is salty and bitter.

Under the light kiss, the man's eye sockets were scorching hot.

The warmth penetrated into my heart so much that Duguji ignored the man's total froze, and gently pecked along the tears to the corner of his lips.

The person in his arms finally moved, his breathing flustered, and he even pushed him to escape.But he only grabbed the man's shoulders with all his strength, and pushed him against the wall behind him. The fiery breath brought a restlessness that made people's eyes darken, and the siege was unstoppable.

Perhaps, it's overdue.

When he woke up early that morning, the man hugged his legs and curled up at the corner of the bed pitifully.

After a night of ironing on the chest, the pain in both knees is gone.Along with the scars of many years, it seems to be soaked, filled and flattened by a side of warm water, and the old ones are replaced with new ones.

"I like it", the first time I heard him say that, I didn't know how to respond.

Back then, I liked Junior Sister, but all I tasted was bitter.I thought that the love word should be like this, and I dare not touch it again in this life.

But being with Lueyan is always warm, sweet, reassuring and joyful.

Gradually, the man no longer resisted.So he did whatever he wanted even more, even with some ungentle temperance.

Kissing over and over again, the chest is filled with indescribable tenderness.

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The author has something to say: sprinkle flowers.In the afternoon, the Internet at home was disconnected...

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