[Longmen] Quiet and cute social animal recognizes big brother online

Alisa has memories of her previous life. When she was young, she was different from ordinary children. She knew that her father's wife tolerated her, because her father and half-brothers had no worries. It's annoying, avoid it as much as possible, if you can't avoid it, just be patient.

When her father died, she became a helpless orphan.

Her father's wife and brothers would not tolerate her, and in the end she was randomly married off to join the family. Instead of becoming the wife of a man she didn't know and living a boring life in the backyard, she chose to pursue a distant dream.

There is no farewell, no souvenirs, one last look at Dad's tombstone, carrying luggage and traveling alone with the mandolin that has been with me for many years.

Alisa has been alone for a long time, and she met her first compatriot in 19 years, or described as an ancestor/predecessor. Although she is also a small part of history, it does not hinder the feeling of returning home to men, just like a lost sheep To find the flock is like a wandering drop meeting the sea.

After talking for a long time, she rubbed her eyes, feeling a little sleepy, afraid that the fire would go out, so she moved dry wood, the underground palace was dry, the wood was not rotten, but it was not resistant to burning.

Hearing the crackling sound of the wood cracking due to the high temperature, the darkness on the left and right, and the skeletons everywhere, Alisa was a little afraid that a monster would jump out from somewhere, and she curled up next to the man to seek peace of mind, but she didn't dare to get close, pinching the man's clothes. One corner fell asleep.

There was no day or night, and Alisa couldn't tell how long she had slept, so she dipped some water and fed it to the white-faced man, ate half a piece of cake to replenish her strength, and repeated the last time.

Tired of hearing the sound under her feet, and the rest is lifeless, Alisa has an illusion of death, walking becomes a boring, repetitive movement, and the endless Hades... There is no outlet for her imagination, and she becomes restless , the weight on her back calmed her, and could not conceal the plight of her struggling.

The jug runs down to the last drop, and Alisa guesses that's the end?

She looked down at the man who was resting on her lap. Due to the lack of water, her lips were peeled, and she was not much better. What should I do... I am going to die here... What should I do.

Fear, unwillingness, despair...

pat.

Tears fell on the man's eyelids, and Alisa wiped them away for him, but after one was wiped off, another fell, she gave up in frustration, hugged the man and cried helplessly.

"I can't find my way...we are dying here...I don't want to die..."

The crying sound was too harsh, and the comatose man reacted. Alisa thought it was an illusion, and rubbed her eyes to see that the man didn't blink and didn't dare to let go. move.

Alisa realized that a half-dead person wants to live, how can a healthy person give up as soon as he says he wants to, she found the spiritual support, and immediately developed courage.

A person can survive without water for 72 hours. It would be great if they found water within 72 hours. She thought optimistically, looking for water with a man behind her back. Her luck was so bad that God couldn’t stand it. Like doubling, she heard the sound of water when she almost crushed herself.

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I never knew that the sound of water is so beautiful and moving, just like the hymn sung by the holy boy in the church. When Alisa, who had a full stomach, lay on the spot, she suddenly understood why she believed in God, because miracles are needed in times of despair.

This underground passage is her miracle.

Resting by the water source, Alisa wiped the man's hands and face, and cleaned the wound. Luckily, he didn't have any inflammation and suppuration.She said, "I found the dark river, we have hope."

Since the last time she moved, she fell into a coma again. There might be something wrong with her internal body. She didn't dare to stay for a long time. After taking the medicine last time, after resting, she put away her shoes, rolled up her trousers, and walked up the dark river.

Alyssa kept talking to him, talking could distract the anxiety and stress, maybe the man heard, he heard that someone was saving him, and he would definitely try to live.

"When I go out and get out of trouble, I will make a lot of delicious food and make it for you to eat."

"I have a lot of stories, I will tell you stories, one trick a day, Alibaba and the thirteen thieves, Aladdin, just rely on this, I can hang out for a few days... Ha ha ha ha... I It's amazing."

"Hey, you big men don't like this, let me tell you about Game of Thrones, or detective Sherlock, suspenseful detective of the War of Powers, I promise not to step on the thunder."

The wood in her hand burned out early, and she walked down the river in the dark. Many times, there was no dry road for her to walk, and she stepped in the water one deep and one shallow. Under water her calf didn't feel like her own.

Alisa glanced sideways at the man and touched his hand. It was cold... She was too short and lacked strength. She was immersed in the water, and the man's calf was also immersed in the water. The coldness spread along the blood vessels. She felt herself The breath she exhaled was cold, and normal people couldn't bear the loss of body temperature, so she gritted her teeth and continued walking to find a dry place to keep warm as soon as possible.

But I don't know how long the dark river is, so Alisha shook her head not to discourage herself, to cheer herself up, and to cheer up the man.

"Hey, hold on."

"I've gone through the most difficult ones. I never heard that the Long March of the Red Army was trapped by grasslands and snow-capped mountains. Isn't that right..." The man's body kept sliding down, and he was as cold as a corpse... The shadow of the god of death became clearer, and Ai Lisa seemed to smell the rancid smell... Fingertips dug into his arm, choked up and said, "Don't give up, don't give up, do you hear me!"

"I, I won't give up on you, I promise, I promise to take you out, and you can't give up either."

"No problem, if you can survive, you will definitely survive!"

"We can survive!"

"Persistence is victory!"

Alyssa talking and talking hoarse and praying from the bottom of my heart, God...if you hear, send down your mercy, your lambs need guidance, please save us, I believe in you as true God, as much as possible Do good deeds.

No matter in her previous life or this life, Alyssa learned materialism, and despair hit her back and forth, and she was powerless to entrust ethereal miracles.

If she left this dying man alone, Alisa could save a lot of energy. She didn't do this. This man was the first compatriot she came into contact with. His presence gave her confidence and a sense of security. They walked out of the maze together. , is a friend who shares weal and woe.

Abandoning compatriots and abandoning friends not only violates morality and ethics, but also denies oneself as a human being. You must know that even wild beasts will not abandon their companions.

She prayed over and over again, without stopping to look for hope. She didn't know where she was going. The dark river that only accommodated one person was suddenly spacious. Listening to the echo of the water, she came to a spacious hole, and tried to find a stone slab out of the water. .

After getting out of the cold water, Alisa was able to catch her breath for a while. With trembling hands, she wanted to untie the cloth scarf tied around her chest. She put on leather boots, the inner side of her shoes has fleece, and she warmed up immediately after putting them on.

She leaned over the man's chest, thump...thump... her heartbeat was weaker than before, her body was as cold as a dark river, and she couldn't find anything in the river to make a fire, so she took off her long coat for him to use.

The temperature difference between the day and night in the desert is huge. The outer coat is lined with animal fleece to keep warm. The man is much taller than her. I put a slightly larger coat on him, shortened it a bit, and found the boots that I took off in my bag. , dry your feet and cover him.

After finishing all this, Alisa was left with only a high-necked patterned long-sleeved shirt, a jacket, and a pair of half-wet coarse cloth pants, which could not keep out the cold. There was a noise, and there were more than a dozen raisins and half a cake left in the food.

With raisins in his mouth, he recalled the taste of the roast lamb he ate not long ago. He was reluctant to swallow it. He touched the hand under the coat. It didn't start to get cold, but it was still not warm enough. He stretched it in and rubbed it to activate the blood.

Alyssa is usually not the type to chatter. The only people she can talk to are white-faced men. The men have no voice, but she is the one who talks. If you talk more, the voice will be louder, so people don't feel scared.

If only he could say something back.

To make it warmer by rubbing, Alisa helped him up to drink the medicine, stroked his back and helped him down a little bit, the medicine was almost put away.

Alisa looked sad, and began to face the plight of lack of supplies. Whether she wanted to burn it or not, a little fire was fine. Her thing was half a finger long, and it was burnt twice, and it would be used when it was most needed. Thumping overloads the legs that protest the brain.

"I've been talking to you for so long, I don't know your name."

"what's your name?"

Tilting her head and chattering, it's not dark here, she can't see anyone, she looks like she is talking to herself in the air.

"My name is Alyssa Ettore, I'm... nineteen this year, how about you?"

"I see you are older than me? Are you an elder brother or an uncle?"

Alisa had fun, holding the man's fingertips, being warmed by her palms, the warmth was especially good to touch, because he looked weak because of the injury, the muscles under the clothes were not weak at all, his figure was that kind of thin and fleshy, She has seen him fight with another person, he knows kung fu, and people with kung fu are more resistant than ordinary people.

Must be able to live.

She shook her head and became happy, "You like me to be called brother or uncle."

"I want to call you brother."

"Because you look good."

"I've never met anyone more beautiful than you."

No...Western food is delicious, but Asians eat too much and suffer from indigestion, just like men. Alyssa's aesthetics stays at "a modest gentleman is as gentle as jade", which is described as a British gentleman.

"Hey...you don't refute, I called it that."

Alyssa is like a chirping little sparrow, her elder brother is long and her elder brother is short, full of attachment. In her previous life, she was the only daughter in the family, and she always hoped to have an elder brother to rely on. She was reborn here. Her half-brothers didn't like her, so she put away that look forward to.

When she meets someone she likes, who is exactly like she imagined, and calls her brother twice, she is very happy.

.........

Fighting with Zhao Huai'an first, wounded internal organs and left hidden wounds, Zhao Huai'an used his internal strength with his feet, not exhausted after fighting for a long time, Yuhuatian's arm bones were broken into several joints, Ling Yanqiu attacked him secretly, his internal strength stagnated She fell off the wooden frame with a sword and fell heavily to the ground.

The blood left the body from the wound very quickly, and his eyes finally fixed on the bright square inch of the zenith, Ling Yanqiu and Zhao Huaian disappeared in the halo, the field of vision gradually narrowed until they could no longer be seen, and the sound of the sand grinding the rubble on the dome slowly disappeared...

Either the sandstorm stopped, or he died.

tick tock..tick tock....

The water drops on the eyelids, the warm...

Dead people have no body temperature, and they can't feel the temperature. Dead people will only rot slowly. He remembered fetching water once when he was a child, and saw corpses floating in the well, swollen and invisible...the only thing he remembered was the whites of the eyes that had lost their light.

He looked at it, it looked at him, the water poured into the ears, eyes, nasal cavity, the water poured into the lungs and hurt, the mouth couldn't make a sound, and the limbs twitched...It was so cold, and there was no sound after struggling for a while, The corpse floated and sank.

A voice said to him, look, this is your final destination.

...... He thought he forgot.

In the palace, Yuhuatian is Concubine Wan Gui's wolf dog, and Concubine Wan Gui's eyes watching the harem.

Outside the palace, Yuhuatian is the overseer of the West Police Factory, which is running alongside the East Police Factory.

In the imperial court, all officials, civil and military, must respect and respect Lord Yu when they see each other regardless of whether they are willing or not.

Wan Yulou is dead, who is his opponent among the group of pustules under him? Don't be afraid, who dares to touch the brow.

pat...

This time on the brow...

And a woman whimpering...

As an ordinary person, injured and vulnerable, he felt very heartwarming when he was accompanied by someone. Yuhuatian was not an ordinary person. Hearing other people cry, even if the cause was for himself, was extremely annoying.

He wanted to drink a bowl of poison, but the poison made him dumb, or his tongue was pulled out.

The status quo...he can't move.

Yu Huatian suppressed the groaning in his ears, and repeated the names of Zhao Huaian and Ling Yanqiu over and over again. When he woke up, the first thing he did was kill the chattering woman, and then kill the two stinky people.

Zhao Huai'an is about to become his inner demon, a wanderer who kills a few trash in Dongchang, is he a hero?Is it benevolence? !It was still a stinky thing in his eyes.

A stinking thing should commit a crime, and it should be cut to death.

Imagine many methods that he thinks are painful to be used on Zhao Huaian, as well as Zhao Huaian's people, Tatars, Gu Shaotang, and Fengli Dao!He memorized them all.

Killing|Torturing occupies a little space in Yuhuatian, and after calmly thinking about the deployment before coming, Zhao Huaian is just a small stone, but a sword pushed out by the group of Qingliu who opposed him.

Feng Li Dao is what he needs to worry about the most. He looks very similar to himself. If he uses his identity to enter the West Factory and enter the court, it will be a great blow to his years of business.

He should return to the capital immediately and kill him.

Before waking up, it was all empty talk. Rao Yuhuatian was eager to take action first to heal his wounds, and for the time being to cultivate his mind. It is true that the energy in the internal organs is lacking, and the eyelids are unable to support them. It can be seen that they are extremely weak. Going forward, he thought mockingly, a righteous man like Zhao Huaian would not do anything to a dead person.

...I didn't think about anyone other than Zhao Huaian.

Yuhuatian is cold and wise. He is complex and cunning, but also has a simple side. For example, he hates the hypocrisy that Qingliu call benevolence and righteousness, and he hates it so much but believes in Zhao Huaian's benevolence and righteousness.

Just imagine, an eunuch who lives in a narrow palace and fights with others all day long, a knight-errant who walks the world with his sword, although unrefined, has a hot heart and blood, Zhao Huaian satisfies everyone's fantasy of a knight-errant, maybe Yuhuatian has such a trace Si admired such a chivalrous man as Zhao Huai'an.

Or maybe this is the reason why he hates Zhao Huai'an, and for no reason, hearing his deeds makes him want to kill. He has a masculine side that Yuhuatian doesn't have, that is, his martial arts are world-class, his mind is meticulous, and he can't be overshadowed by one man. A handicapped person.

He was a eunuch, a castrated slave.

Disgusting.. Extremely disgusting.

The coldness from the eyes floating in the well came out from the depths of his memory. It is no exaggeration to say that the Turtle Breathing Kungfu could not resist the three thousand miles of freezing, and Yuhuatian was forced to wake up.

Yuhuatian thought for a moment that he was in Hades.

Clothes rustle, strangers touch his fingertips, others say Yuhuatian Xijie, Xijie is right, he is very disgusted when someone touches him, once a little servant touched him while changing clothes, lingering wet and sticky Greasy, reptile-like, disgusting.

Hmm...he ordered the little servant to be dealt with.

Recalling this, the two hands were closed to cover his hand, warm like a bowl of warm water that can be drunk without scalding the tongue, and the coldness spreading in the internal organs was slightly curbed.

He wondered, Zhao Huaian's people?