[Bottle evil] Troop number zero

Chapter [-]

In the 18th year of the Republic of China, when Wu Xie was 15 years old, Gu Tonghua left Nanjing and returned to Tibet after a long absence.Today, there are no traces of their past lives here, no man she loved, no friends, and the woman who was powerless to save when she watched her die.The reason why she came back was not because her heart was broken, but because she discovered that man's son, a young man from the Zhang family who was very similar to his father.

At that time, she had been away from the Wu family for ten years, and she appeared to be at ease, living the life she most dreamed of when she first entered the rivers and lakes - robbing the rich and helping the poor.One day, she escaped from the wanted, changed her face to meet her friends on the road, and entered the vast Shiwan Dashan.In the evening, she left Yaozhai with her friends, stood on the top of the mountain and looked at the overlapping peaks, she suddenly said to her friends: "There must be many big tombs here." For many years, in her eyes, there are tombs everywhere, and she also seems to live in In the tomb, the soul has already left and gone to another world.

The mighty mountains under the setting sun are magnificent and sad, facing the stalwart from the ancient times, her eyes are full of loneliness, and she really wants to cry heartily.She stood for a long time, surrounded by thousands of walls, when her friend called her to leave, she reluctantly turned around, leaving behind a dejected shadow.

"I said what's wrong with you? Do you want to switch to tomb robbery?" A friend asked her like this.

She shook her head, smiled and said, "I will never fight again in this life."

After parting from my friends, the sky was completely dark, and the moonlight was beautiful and peaceful, covering Shiwan Dashan quietly.She walked for a while, looking for a place to change the clothes of the Yao women. There was a cave ahead, which didn't look too dangerous. After thinking about it, she decided to go there.

As she walked, the beads on the hat swayed from side to side with her body and made a slight sound. When she reached the hole, a gust of cold wind blew out from the hole. Strings of beads rubbed against the fabric, and one fell into the grass.She stopped, with a tangled expression, and suddenly didn't want to move on.

This is a robber's cave, a grand robber's cave dug by tomb robbers in the vast and deep mountains.

She took a few steps back and looked at the surrounding mountains carefully with the help of the moonlight. There were hills behind the front and back valleys, where the dragon head was hiding.She sighed, looked at the dark hole, hesitated for a moment, and was about to turn around and leave.

At this time, someone in the depths of the cave was walking out with a fire bag. When she saw the little spark, she hurriedly ran a few steps...but soon she retreated again. For some reason, she suddenly wanted to see who would come out. ?

He is a tomb robber with handsome features and an indifferent expression, a young man with a black gold ancient knife on his back.

She suddenly cried, tears streaming down her face, she wanted to cry, but she covered her mouth in the end, hid behind the tree and looked at the boy, shaking her shoulders constantly.

In 16 years, she saw him again, and she met him in this wonderful time.

However, she will not forget that he is dead.Her eyes were full of tears, the boy's golden outline was gradually blurred in her eyes, she seemed to see him glance this way, she held her breath and hid herself in the darkness.

The boy left and chose a way down the mountain.

She is a female snitch who was born in the night and died in the night. She was never afraid of the night, and she used the night as her battle clothes to do many earth-shattering things.Now, covered by the night, she quietly followed behind the boy.

When the boy walks, she goes, and when the boy stops, she stops.Many times, when the boy's back disappeared in front of her, she was anxious and quickened her pace. When the boy's back miraculously appeared again, she secretly let out a long sigh of relief, tears streaming down her eyes.

Is he him?

He certainly wasn't.But he is carrying a black gold ancient sword, he must have something to do with him!

Finally at the foot of the mountain, she hid behind the rocks, the boy would go to two places, the old house in Changbai Mountain, the Zhang family in Nanjing, or he continued to pour a bucket.However, the boy didn't hurry up. He turned around, looked at the rock she used to hide, and said calmly, "We've arrived at the foot of the mountain, so we're already safe."

At this moment, she knelt behind the rock, covered her face with her hands, and wept uncontrollably.

Later, when the boy left, she didn't follow any more, and kept hiding until the scorching sun woke up the Hundred Thousand Mountains from the darkness.

She returned to Nanjing, mobilized all her network, and secretly inquired about the true identity of the Zhang family boy.A few days later, someone brought her a photo. She saw the young man standing under a neon sign with a black and gold sword on his back, with a very familiar face beside him. The proof went on.

Time flies by like a fleeting moment, after Wu Xie was born, God once again sent her a second precious gift.

That year, she traveled west quietly and returned to Tibet with 16-year-old Zhang Qiling.At first, she didn't understand why the Zhang family sent the new patriarch here. She also didn't understand why the Zhang family raised the sinner's son and let him become the new Zhang Qiling?

She watched Zhang Qiling live in a Lama Temple, watched him carve stones for no purpose, looked at him... the only blood left by the man she loved so much in this life.The young Zhang Qiling, in fact, had not yet become Zhang Qiling at that time, but he was only one step away from Zhang Qiling, just like his father back then.

She disguised herself as a Tibetan woman, lived near the Lama Temple, went to the temple to worship Buddha every day, but did not dare to get too close to Zhang Qiling.One day at the end of the year, when she was about to leave after worshiping the Buddha, a young lama came to pass a message that the master in the temple wanted to see her.

She was very strange, thinking about where she behaved differently and was discovered by others, because she did not know any guru.

She doesn't know the guru, but the guru knows her.In that dark meditation room, the master gently asked her to take off the human/skin mask, she was stunned for a moment, and suddenly became murderous.

"You know that there is a sea of ​​Tibetan flowers in the shady mountain pit in Nanga Bavari." The master looked at her with wise eyes, "After you left, Pema was not buried in the sky, and the Tibetans who raised her saved her." She sealed her body in the ice, but she is no different from dead." The master's tone was full of regret.

"Bai Ma!" She trembled violently in an instant.After a while, she took out the dagger that never left her body, and asked fiercely, "Who are you!"

The master looked at her and said kindly, "It's the first time I saw you. You were with that person. Even though you harbored deep hatred, your eyes were still pure and innocent."

She opened her once "pure and innocent" eyes wide, and stared blankly at the master.

The master sighed, closed his eyelids, turned the rosary in his hand, and told her the story that followed.

It turns out that Baima is not dead, and it turns out that Baima is not alive either.The ancient Tibetans have passed down a secret medicine from generation to generation, and its main ingredient is Tibetan sea flowers that only grow in this land.Baima was still conscious for the first few hours after being fed Tibetan sea flowers. As a female Tibetan doctor, she naturally knew what kind of future this secret medicine represented.

Between life and death, there are Tibetan sea flowers.

Baima's Tibetan relatives hope that Zanghaihua will continue Baima's life. Even if Baima's stomach is broken, they still firmly believe that she can be rescued.They found the master of the Lama Temple and asked him to give medicine to save Baima, but the master was just an ordinary person, and he could not save Baima's life.

When the sun came out, Baima's lips moved, and the master leaned down, and vaguely heard Baima say to him: "If possible, please allow me to wait until the child returns, and then let me die completely." Although Haihua's Baima is not alive, she is not dead either. In the end, the conscious time disappeared, and she could only fall asleep like this, waiting for the child she had only seen once.

Later, the Tibetans insisted on taking Baima away. The master told the Tibetans what Baima wanted, but they just shook their heads, saying it was too late, and her son was already dead.The Tibetans buried Baima under the ice until nine years ago, the Zhang family sent someone to find the master and asked him to bring Baima out of there.

He didn't know why the Zhang family did this?He didn't know where the Zhang family learned that Baima had taken Zanghaihua.Even, the Zhang family counted the time, and sent her child who was said to be dead back here one year before the medicinal properties of the Tibetan sea flowers disappeared.

"You go and feed her the last dose of potion, which is also Zanghaihua. After drinking it, she will have three days to spend with her child, even if she has nothing left except breathing and heartbeat."

"Dang!" Her dagger fell to the ground, tears streaming down her face.

The master took her into a hidden room, and after many years, she finally saw the woman she hated most in her life—Pema.Only now, she found that she didn't hate anymore, she gently held Baima's hand, and cried all night by Baima's side.

The next day, she left the Lama Temple. Before that, she personally fed Baima with Tibetan sea flowers, and gave Zhang Qiling a mother with only heartbeat and breath.

She went to the shady mountain pit of Nanga Bawali, the tribe where she once lived, and the place where he died.

Half a month later, she returned to Nanjing again. Nanjing was still busy, without the cleanliness and holiness of Tibet.She changed her clothes, put on a human/skin mask, and called Wu Yiqiong.Wu Yiqiong told her that Wu Xie had gone to the river, she hurried to the river, and found that Wu Xie was watching others release river lanterns with great interest, she walked over slowly, Wu Xie only turned her head and glanced at her before smiling brightly Get up, "Mom."

She said: "Xiaoxie, why do you always recognize mother easily? Mother should not be recognized so easily."

"You are my mother, I don't recognize you, how can you be your son." Wu Xie leaned over affectionately, hugged her arm and shook her head, "Actually, I know your eyes. Mother, you haven't come back for a long time, stay longer How about a while? I miss you very much."

She had a sore nose, looking at her 15-year-old son who was still clinging to her, and it was the first and last time she mentioned Baima in front of him.She stayed in Nanjing for a long time, maybe a year, and she actually lived in Nanjing for a full year.She waited for Zhang Qiling to come back, but she didn't go to see him again. She dreamed day and night, and her dreams were all about the past.In the second year, Wu Xie went to Japan, and Zhang Qiling entered the army. She lost two concerns at the same time, so she had to leave Nanjing and continue to roam the world.

A few years later, Wu Xie returned to China, and before she could reunite with her son, she heard that Wu Sansheng had sent Wu Xie into a mysterious army.

Zhang Qiling was in that army.

She cried, tears welling up.Ten days later, she attacked Zhang's family on the night of the death day of the man she loved so much. Her purpose... was to seek death.

She had lived enough, and it was Wu Xie who supported her to live for so many years. Now that Wu Xie met Zhang Qiling, she suddenly felt that she could leave. She didn't have to tell them the secret she was about to become friends with.

Yes, she was so convinced that they would be friends!

Above, after Zhang Qiling took Wu Xie's letter, Fat King squeezed over, stretched out his head and read it for others to hear.

"Xiaoxie, mother has loved two men in her life, she is sorry for three men, and she is guilty of one woman. Mother is a murderer, and she has suffered half her life. Now, mother can finally be free. You have to remember, baby son, mother Love you forever. If you see Zhang Qiling, please tell him that Baima is the greatest mother in the world. She endured great pain to give birth to him. Like me, she loves her son forever. You are ours Zhenbao, please don't be sad, because we only want to see your smiles. Gutonghua is a must." The fat king rubbed his eyes, the eye circles were a little red, looked at Wu Xie, and murmured: "Tuan Zuo, no wonder the scar said Zhang Your mother exchanged her own life for the Deputy Tuanzai. She cut her own mother’s stomach. Although she didn’t directly kill her, she also contributed to her death indirectly. Zang Haihua’s dog/day medicine is not at all The magic medicine is poison/drug! What's the point of living like that? Your mother can't get over this, she always feels that she is a murderer, knowing that you two met, she directly apologized with death!"

"The patriarch doesn't know about these things. He reached an agreement with you to protect your mother, but your mother wanted to die, and she had old grievances with our family. Some people in the previous generation did it without telling the patriarch. It's really not the patriarch's fault." Zhang Haike also looked at Wu Xie with a serious expression.

So far, what else can Wu Xie say?He was in chaos, and his mood was no longer pure grief.

Wang Meng walked behind Wu Xie, for fear that Wu Xie would faint if he was not careful.

"Deputy Zhang?" The Fat King carefully poked Zhang Qiling's arm.

Zhang Qiling lowered his hands, his expression neither sad nor happy. After a while, he turned to Wu Xie, who stared at him blankly.

"Your letter." Zhang Qiling grabbed Wu Xie's hand and put Gu Tonghua's last letter into Wu Xie's hand.

Then, he turned around and walked into the heavy rain without looking back.