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, the lives of young people and children are always worth something to people like me..."

The mouth was full of muddy blood foam, so he could only reply with a vague smile like this. Jiang Shang Lu Ming knew that this was an illusion, but he still wanted to tell his father that any decision he made in this life Will not regret it.

But when the words came to his lips, Jiang Shanglu suddenly hesitated for a while, and then slowly closed his eyes, looking tired and helpless, and replied.

"I just feel... a little sorry for Wenying... He really wants to give me a home and be with me for the rest of his life... I want to see him again..."

After saying this, Jiang Shanglu, who was so painful that he could barely breathe, had no strength to speak anymore. He reluctantly moved his slow red eyeballs to look to the side, but he still didn't look at anyone he wanted to see. arrive.

And looking at this man with blood on his face and limp limp limbs, he stared at the door with silent eyes all the time, as if he was really waiting for someone to come to him. Suddenly a little irritable, St. Wolf's Poison Flower slowly stood up and said a word to her companion, Thorn Flower.

"You do it."

"……kindness."

Repeating this disgusting execution process countless times, as long as it takes a long time, as long as it is an individual, it will be a little bit unbearable, but this is their born job, and they cannot choose it themselves.

Sometimes, they also hope to use this relatively quick way to solve the pain of these people, as well as their own sense of guilt, but thinking this way, the expressionless thorn flower only sticks out from the palm of their hand. The thorns, which were so sharp that they shone coldly, were firmly nailed down towards the man's chest.

At this moment, a blood-red flower bloomed in the heart of Jiang Shanglu, who was already no different from a corpse. The color of blood spread from his heart little by little, and all signs of life completely disappeared from his body. up.

Seeing this, Chamaemachama and Thorn Flower breathed a sigh of relief, looked down at the man who was clearly dead but couldn't even close his eyes, unexpectedly maintained a kind of respect for the corpse and gently hugged him from the ground After getting up, it was sent to the constant temperature room next to it.

They all know what will happen to this unfortunate man in this house next, and what will become of him when he wakes up again.

And when they finished all this and returned to the monitoring room, Wolfsbane and Thorn were only a little surprised to see a thin young man appearing where the poppy had just died.

And the young man who couldn't see his expression was kneeling weakly on the ground with his back to them, and the girl named Deng Tao was crying intermittently.

"He's really...really dead...we're late...what to do...we're late..."

The girl's desperate and sad cries echoed in the blood-smelling monitoring room. The helpless young man's back and the blood splattered all over the ground were as gloomy and mournful as a shocking painting.

At this moment, Wolf's Poison Flower and Thorn Flower didn't know why a trace of unknown fear surged in their hearts. Due to the nature of wild predators, they seemed to sense that some terrible beast was recovering in an unknown corner.

And after a few seconds, they realized that this feeling was not an illusion, because Deng Tao, who was still facing the young man, suddenly yelled in panic and sadness.

"What's wrong with you...brother...what's wrong with you...how are your eyes bleeding...and in your mouth...what's wrong with you...brother...don't scare me..."

The excessive hatred and pain were hard to dissipate for a long time. Wen Ying, who was bleeding from his mouth and eye sockets, desperately covered his cheeks with his trembling palms. The blood vessels in his neck were slightly red with horror. In front of those withered poppies, more and more bloodstains began to trickle down his fingers.

And until those eyes, which were always plain and gentle before, were finally covered by this terrifying blood red, and there was no trace of human emotion in them.

Deng Tao, who was so frightened and sat on the ground with a pale face, saw Wen Ying, who was completely different from the one just now, stood up unsteadily, and then turned her head in terror, using her pair of eyes that looked like the last time she was infected with the Phoenix Nirvana. The two people who stared at the door with their beautifully colored eyes slowly picked up.

"...I want... to kill you, I must kill you with my own hands, you guys."

……

To curb the bitterness, Wang Zhimo and Tang Zong cleaned up all the exits below, and after the local garrison troops entered here, they were ready to come up to find Wenying and they would reconcile.

But before they found Wen Ying, a violent explosion in the cell on the second floor made the faces of the three of them change instantly. Tang Zong first remembered that Xiao Suzhen and Ji Congyun were still up there, and called Wang Zhimo They hurried upstairs.

But when they re-entered Ji Congyun's cell, they only saw two human-like figures snuggling up among the corpses of flying insects that had been blasted into charcoal, but there were no traces of life at all. Not a trace of ashes remained.

But Ye Ku, whose face darkened for a moment, picked up the lighter that was blown beyond recognition on the ground with his hand and looked at it, and only sighed softly for a while.

"... Agni should have been ineffective against them, but Ji Congyun and she should have had their blood and part of their internal skeleton extracted by those people, and they can no longer keep their bodies immortal. That's why she wanted to catch them before. You save yourself, but now she really doesn't want to live anymore... and wants to take Ji Congyun and her to get rid of this nightmare..."

"How... how could it be like this..."

Thinking in disbelief of the way Xiao Suzhen deliberately drove her away just now, Tang Zong never thought that she planned to stay here and end her life.

Thinking of the woman who killed herself and finally passed away in such a tragic and desperate way, Tang Zong's eyes turned red with sadness, but Ye Ku only took off her robe to wrap up their corpses and hand them over to her again. Give it to Wang Zhimo, Wang Zhimo nodded and took it over to talk to him, but suddenly showed a slightly strange expression.

"What's wrong with you?" Yu Ku asked him suspiciously.

"Have you guys smelled... the smell of blood getting thicker..."

Following Wang Zhimo's words, Ye Ku's face also changed, because although he was not as sensitive as Wang Zhimo and could immediately smell blood, he did feel a breath that made his back feel cold It slowly began to spread just above his head.

But at the moment, Ye Ku, who seemed to understand what was happening, dropped the two of them with a drastic change in expression and ran up quickly. After Wang Zhimo and Tang Zong followed him to the top, they saw the corridor on the third floor scattered all over the floor. The blood and corpses turned pale.

"Wen Ying...Where is Wen Ying? Wen Ying! Wen Ying!"

Wang Zhimo, who was afraid that something might happen to Wenying, was about to run inside with red eyes, and stopped him with a gloomy face, shouting, don't go in, and see for himself who are the people on the ground, and tried to calm down Wang Zhimo, who came down, found that all these people seemed to be very unfamiliar. The only familiar one was Liu Changqing, who was lying silently at the end with his neck broken.

"What the hell is... what happened..."

The scene in front of him, which is no different from hell on earth, made Tang Zong a little speechless. He couldn't even imagine what happened here before, and soon someone came to explain everything to them, because they were on the sidelines from beginning to end. The red and swollen pair of Deng Tao who had witnessed everything slowly appeared in front of them.

"... Are you Xiaotao? Don't be afraid... What happened? Do you know where Wenying and Mr. Jiang are? Where are they?"

"……there."

Pointing his fingers slowly towards the innermost thermostatic chamber, Deng Tao's expression was weird and even a bit gloomy. After finishing speaking, he ignored Tang Zong and the others who asked him, and sat down by himself and buried his head in the bed tiredly. into the knee.

After hearing this, Tang Zong rushed over and opened the door of the cell, and saw two men embracing each other in the dark, but one of them was covered in blood, except for the faint breath that could prove alive, the other place was already the same dead man Ordinary, and the other has turned into a dead man completely.

"Uncle died...My brother was so sad when he saw it, so he went crazy, and everyone on the ground deserved to die, so they were all killed by my brother..."

The little girl's sinister words made people shudder, Wang Zhimo wanted to go up and wake up Wen Ying, who was really in a daze, with a face of disbelief, but Ye Ku held him back.

And after forcibly closing the door in front of him, he sat down beside Deng Tao with a look of pity, then closed his eyes, turned his own prayer beads and said softly,

"...Don't bother them, you can't wake him up... Wait for Mr. Jiang to wake up again before going in, otherwise Wen Ying will kill you immediately if anyone gets close to them."

"...Did you know something a long time ago... Did you deliberately want to make Wen Ying like this!"

His face was turned pale by his words, and Wang Zhimo, who was so anxious and almost cried because of Wen Ying's current appearance, didn't want to maliciously speculate on Ye Ku's character, but it's really hard for people to believe him in such half-covered behaviors. , and heard that Tang Zong pulled him aside, but Ye Ku, who was expressionless, just closed his eyes and said word by word,

"...It is impossible for me to harm him in my life...Everything is just a fate in the dark, and it cannot be changed with the power of you and me."

After Ye Ku finished speaking, none of these people spoke. Deng Tao stayed with them all the time. When she knew that Xiao Suzhen and Ji Congyun were dead, she actually smiled happily. Wang Zhimo and the others all I feel that this little girl is a bit intrusive, and I don't continue to talk to her when I am in a really bad mood.

And it wasn't until three hours later that the door beside them was finally pushed open slowly, when the man with a few worm eyes on his wrist came out with a tired expression on his back, carrying the sleeping young man on his back. At that time, he first licked the corners of his mouth at everyone present, and then gently opened his mouth as if starting a new life.

"Stayed with him for a while, talked for a while... When he wakes up again, he won't remember anything that happened here today, and then... Please help me take good care of him, I'm here Thanks in advance."

……

Late that night, Jiang Shuhua finished his day's work as usual and was preparing to rest in his bachelor's apartment.

He was in a very good mood today, because his secretary, Ms. Chen Jinhu, finally agreed to go to a delicious restaurant with him on the weekend.

Although this date is more like watching a movie and eating than the traditional ones, it is more like two people who are just hungry looking for a chance to share a table, and they happen to know each other, but Xiao Jiang, who is easy to be satisfied in his heart, still feels that he must be I was specially taught by my second uncle, so I was able to invite Ms. Chen to dinner so smoothly.

"Speaking of...why did Second Uncle go with Wenying recently...why didn't you answer my phone...I wanted to ask them to have dinner together..."

Lying on the bed, he couldn't help but muttered to himself, Mr. Jiang didn't know whether he was thinking about the meal or the second uncle, anyway, he should be thinking about it, and sometimes people really can't think about it blindly, because he Just thinking about his second uncle, his second uncle really called him, and when Jiang Shuhua answered it happily, his second uncle's slow and noble voice also rang out.

"Shu Hua, are you asleep? Didn't you eat at night?"

"I haven't slept yet... I haven't eaten anything. Didn't you tell me not to eat at night... But second uncle, have you slept yet?"

"I'm going to sleep later, I suddenly want to call you and talk to you... for a little bit."

What Jiang Shanglu said made Jiang Shuhua serious immediately, but if his second uncle wanted to talk to him about something, it must be very, very serious, and when he was seriously lying on the bed and holding up the phone to get ready, Jiang Shanglu would not Knowing why he coughed, it took a long time before he spoke thoughtfully,

"...I plan to go out with Wen Ying for a while, and walk around, maybe three to five years."

"What? When was this decided? Second Uncle, aren't you feeling well...why...why didn't you tell me earlier..."

Hearing such a sudden news suddenly, Mr. Jiang couldn't stand it any longer. He felt more and more that his second uncle had been lowered by Wen Ying. Otherwise, why would someone who never liked to go out suddenly say that he wanted to go out? It's been a long time.

But his second uncle is an adult again, and talking about this kind of thing to him is probably a notification rather than a discussion, but as expected, Jiang Shanglu only smiled, and said to him in a soothing tone,

"You are an adult, can I still breastfeed you for the rest of my life... I will contact you when I have time after I leave, remember to think about me in your heart, and then just eat less, if there is anything you don't understand Go find your Uncle Yong, and tell him what I said to you again... Then... you and Ms. Chen look around, if you become me, you will be happier than anyone else..."

"Ouch...the horoscope hasn't been written yet...don't say it..." Mr. Jiang immediately felt embarrassed.

"...Silly boy."

Feeling a little helpless by his nephew's stupid appearance, Jiang Shanglu leaned on the driver's seat with his mouth hooked, looking at his red and black pupils through the window glass, it took him a long time to finally say that the relationship with Jiang Shuhua is the last part of the night dialogue.

"If you are free, I will visit your grandparents and your father more, and say that my son and younger brother are not filial and cannot stay by their side for a long time. When the past is over, I will return to my roots and never let them die again." Worry about me, do you hear me?"

"Oh, okay, Second Uncle, don't worry, go play with Wen Ying, it's fine, I'm the one to do everything!"

Jiang Shuhua's relaxed tone infected Jiang Shanglu a bit, he couldn't help but also laughed, and said good night to Jiang Shuhua.

And hung up the phone in such a happy mood, Jiang Shanglu glanced at Deng Tao who was sitting beside him, while Deng Tao who was looking down at the book only looked up at him.

"Do you know all the words on it?"

"Yes, I know a lot of words!"

"Well, that's good, then let's go."

"Huh? Where are we going?"

"Where else can a big monster and a little monster go?"

The man smiled lazily as he said this, and he slowly lit a cigarette for himself and put it near his mouth, because the body that is completely dead no longer has any possibility of addiction, and finally he can do whatever he wants freely up.

It's just that the festering of the body began to count down from this moment, and at the moment of his death, the distant voice that sounded in his mind also told him everything about Shi Shura and Sui verbatim.

"Find our other companions and kill Sui together. It is our destiny to dissolve the ancient contract between us and him. Only when everything is completely resolved can we return to our family."

"...Then what if we can't kill him?" Deng Tao blinked.

"Then die silently, disappear quietly, never...never appear in front of the person who loves you again."

The man and the little girl looked at each other tacitly as they said this, Deng Tao sighed silently thinking of the poor brother who was finally taken away in a coma, and when she put her eyes on the book in her hand After the book, she couldn't hold back and asked curiously,

"Uncle, why did you only take such a book with you besides some money? Don't you have anything else you want to take away?"

"Just this book is enough, it is my favorite book in this life."

Jiang Shanglu answered casually like this, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth. He seemed to be remembering the best memories of his life, and he seemed to be deeply trapped in a dream that would never be touched. In the end, the man just Seeing Deng Tao raised her eyebrows and said,

"It's too boring to sit here and drive for you all night. If you know all the words on this tree, just read a paragraph to me slowly."

"Okay! Then I'll read!"

Deng Tao nodded and laughed, and agreed quite straightforwardly. Leaning on the passenger seat while shaking his calf, he read poems to Jiang Shanglu. Leaving City Y, there were only these two vague and distant voices gradually merging together in the night.

"I give you my whole soul, with all its quirks, pettiness, flickering, eighteen hundred kinds of bad things. It's a nuisance. It's only good. It loves you."

"Do you want to know what my love for you is? I like you from the bottom of my heart, and feel that your every move is very kind. I'm not happy that you like others more than me. If you like others, I can't help but cry, But I still like you."

"My courage and your courage add up. Is it enough to deal with this world? Going to make our voice to the world alone, I dare not alone, but as long as I have you, I dare."

"You are such a lovely person, you really deserve the best, I wish I were that."

"If you are willing, I will love you forever. If you are not willing... I will love you forever."

"No matter how mediocre I am, I always find love for you beautiful."

……

"I love you like my life... This is the name of this book, Wen Ying, do you like it?"

……

In August 2016, a section of the banyan tree in front of the Buddha in Guanshan Temple, Yiku, a monk who was born out of form, took a mysterious guest who was seriously injured and dying, and returned to the mountain to hide and recuperate.

In March 2016, Jiang Shangyong died of illness. On his deathbed, he entrusted his only son Jiang Shuhua to take his second uncle home. In the same year, Jiang Shanglu and Wen Ying met for the first time in Y City.

In June 2012, Jiang's father passed away.In the same year, Wen Ying retired from the army and returned to Y City to start investigating the truth about the death of his comrade-in-arms Ji Congyun.

In 2005, Xiao Hong passed away, and the publication of "The Fifth Edition of Traditional Folk Songs of Amsa Survivors" was not completed, and the follow-up translation work was permanently terminated.

In 2004, Xiao Ao returned to Y City from Yanbian due to his personal business. By chance, he met Jiang Shanglu, who was facing the first exposure of the gene of the species. In the same year, he died in a tiankeng. Mr. Xiao Ao's species, the red cotton tree, also known as the hero tree, serves as the permanent symbol of the headquarters of the local plantation office.

In 1992, Xiao Hong and Wen Tianming gave birth to their only son, whom they named Ying. In the same year, the first edition of "Amsa Alien Traditional Ballads" was published.

In 1972, Liu Changqing and Xiao Ao, young scientists at the Institute of Botany in China at the time, unearthed more than a dozen broken stone slabs from the special plant relic of the Amsa alien race at that time under the background of the chaotic era at that time. A large number of unknown civilizations, after Liu Changqing and Xiao Ao brought them back to the capital for nearly six months of analysis and research, they were still unable to decipher the true meaning of these words.

In the same year, Xiao Ao, who got into the first quarrel with Liu Changqing due to disagreements, brought his adopted daughter Xiao Hong and some slate rubbings back to his hometown in Y City. Xiao Hong, who was only eight years old, happened to see these rubbings on his desk, which had not been disclosed to the public.

Out of a child's playful nature, this girl who just entered the first grade this year began to draw things on her father's scratch paper with great interest, and when Xiao Ao returned to his study, he saw these things. Xiao Hong drew a few small red circles on the discarded and useless rubbings.

"Ah Hong, what do you mean by drawing these words?"

Gently rubbing his daughter's soft hair top, Xiao Ao bent down and hugged her and sat beside him and asked a little doubtfully.

"Because the teacher said, if you recognize any words on the copybook in class today, you have to circle them with a red pen. This, this, and this, Ah Hong knows them all, Dad."

"Hey, how is this possible? I don't believe it. This is a character that my father and uncles have been studying for a long time and can't recognize it. It's very difficult. Ah Hong has already learned so much since she was only in the first grade this year?"

Looking at his daughter talking to him with a smile on his face, Xiao Ao actually didn't take this kind of child's innocence to heart, but the transparent people in the world never care about young and old, this moment is inevitable His fate also happened to happen to him.

So for a second, Xiao Ao watched as Xiao Hong, who was eager to prove to him that she really knew these characters, pointed her finger on the distorted opposite-sex character in the middle, and then snuggled up to him in the warm room in winter The flat mouth is persistent and authentic.

"What's wrong with the first grade? Our teacher said that if you don't know it, you can see which character it looks like. If you don't know it, you can see which character it looks like. I only read half of it, but I don't think it looks like anything, and I can't read it." Halfway out, so it's not actually a word."

"...then... what do you think it is?"

Hearing these seemingly childish but vaguely reasonable words, Xiao Ao's expression suddenly became a little complicated, because he vaguely realized where the limitations of his and his colleagues' previous thinking were, and then, he was cute and naive Dr. Xiao Hong, who will translate nearly half of the content of Amsa's ballads by herself in the future, smiled sweetly at him.

"It's a flower. The line on the top is her flower, and the horizontal line is her flower stem. There are large and small leaves spread out on both sides, and this one. The roots are so thick and the leaves are so lush. Isn't this Is it a tree? Dad, there are many flowers and trees on this piece of paper, as well as grass fruits and many things I don’t know. There are ten different ones here, and eleven different ones here. , and there is a very, very beautiful one in the middle... I recognize them all, Dad, Dad, praise me quickly! Am I smarter than you!"