The Merry Prince of the Republic of China[Transmigration Book]

The twilight is dim, and the snow hanging on the branches of the trees is also gray and dark.

It was snowing heavily in the yard, and the wind churned like a gust of crushed snow, tearing it into loose particles like snow beads, and sprinkled the black tiles on the head and face.

The vines have long since died, clinging to the screen wall.

There was a winter rain yesterday, icicles were hanging from the eaves, and the white shattered ice fell on the feet, and the whole yard was shrouded in a cold and terrifying atmosphere.

There is no light in the room, and there is the sound of wind whistling. There is a dead silence here, without a breath of life. It is like a corrupt ghost house that has withered for a long time, full of decay and coldness.

The moonlight shines through the windows to the corners of the room, and under the snowy light, only the profile of a person can be seen slightly. The slight snow light shines on his pale and charming face. At this time, he has a sad face and thin lips. The scarlet on the face seemed to be gushing from the heart, and it dried up on the lips. It was in sharp contrast with the black and shadowy eyebrows and eyes, which was tragic and bewitching.

Shang Xiaolou reeked of alcohol, he was a lonely soul who was forgotten and abandoned, exuding the coldness and decadence that strangers should not enter.

Click click.

The shoes crushed the icicles that fell from the eaves to the ground, spawned them, and could not bear the gravity and were crushed into ice chips.

Adjutant Chen came here under the order of Marshal Shang. There was no light in the room, and no light was allowed in the small building. The only thing that could slightly illuminate the room was the sword hanging on the wall. pressing.

Adjutant Chen was groping in the gray room, and was almost tied up by a wine bottle lying on the floor. He kicked the bottle, jingling, clanging, knocking, and touching seven or eight empty wine bottles.

He picked up the lighter and lit a big red candle in the room, a candle as big as a baby's arm, with a dragon and phoenix auspicious pattern on it, bright and warm yellow light lit up in the dark room.

The biting cold wind poured in, and the flame wanted to be pulled violently by a wind claw, swaying and swaying, and it was clearly extinguished.

Adjutant Chen held up the candle holder of the wedding candle, and protected the flame with one palm so that it would not be blown out by the cold wind. He walked into Shangxiaolou to take a look, and shouted, "Hey! Young commander, how did you drink so much?" What does it look like?"

It's no wonder that Adjutant Chen was surprised.

Nearly hundreds of bottles of wine lay crookedly on the ground, some of which were finished, were thrown by someone forcefully, hit the wall and shattered into glass shards all over the floor; Rug the carpet, gurgle; more drink to the empty bottle...  

Adjutant Chen was startled. According to Shang Xiaolou's drinking method, he was going to die. He hurriedly stepped forward to support Shang Xiaolou who was sitting leaning in the corner, and persuaded him, "Young commander, don't drink anymore. Killed!"

Marshal Shang is such a well-equipped son, relying on him to carry on the family line, absolutely must not let something happen to Shang Xiaolou.

Marshal Shang saw that Shang Xiaolou was so lost because of a man, he was so angry that his beard would explode, so he sent someone to persuade Shang Xiaolou, and sent six or seven charming actors, but all of them were captured by Shang Xiaolou. Crazy cut.

Adjutant Chen originally didn't want to come, but under the orders of Marshal Shang, he bravely came to persuade Shang Xiaolou.

Adjutant Chen took the wine bottle away from Shang Xiaolou's leg, and the slightly tilted red candle melted into a hot red tear under the bright yellow warm flame, which fell to the back of Shang Xiaolou's hand. The smell of alcohol and blood in the room was overwhelming. The churned one is more intense.

Shang Xiaolou seemed to be awakened by a drop of candle tears, he raised his head slightly.

"Heh!" As soon as he raised his head, Adjutant Chen jumped back in shock.

The young man who was between a teenager and a young man raised his face, and saw that delicate face as pale as paper, and his normally foggy black eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, like the thin legs of thousands of spiders. Wu crawled out, the end of her eye was slightly cracked, a fine line as thin as silk, a little bit of blood seeped out and fell on her pale cheek, it really seemed like a ghost in the world.

Drops of blood and tears, throwing away the cold wind.

Shang Xiaolou looked horrible and pitiful, with no intention of survival in his eyes, he stared blankly at the bright red wedding candle, the candle flame swayed gracefully with the snow falling in from the window lattice.

Through the bright candle wick, he seemed to recall the appearance of nestling on Shen Qingchuan's lap, listening to his elder brother studying. At that time, Shen Qingchuan's soft eyes looking at him were as warm and bright as this candlelight.

Shang Xiaolou tightly clenched the plum-blossom wooden hairpin in his hand, the flower shape of the head of the hairpin had fallen into his palm, but he didn't seem to feel the pain, the wind kissed his cheek and the broken hair on his forehead.

He felt so cold, as if the wind had pierced his celestial cap, and the wind, snow and hail were pouring in from that hole, pouring straight into his soul and his heart was cold. His lips whispered, and said in a very soft voice, "elder brother."

Adjutant Chen felt that Shang Xiaolou was very pitiful, such a crazy lunatic would be a kind of infatuation, it's a pity, the wrong person was promised by his love.

Adjutant Chen did not forget Shang Xiaolou's insanity. He recalled the madness of Shang Xiaolou on the pier, who looked like a ghost of Shura, swung an ax and chopped up the man who started the robbery. He still has sympathy for him. Qi Ran.

In addition, he also cut off the fingers and toes of Huo Dalong and Gousheng one by one. Killing people is nothing more than a nod, but he wants to torture him slowly, but this still can't vent the pain in his heart.

Adjutant Chen stopped at a place two steps away from Shang Xiaolou, and said comfortingly, "Young commander, Third Young Master Shen hasn't found anyone yet, maybe someone caught him..."

Adjutant Chen didn't believe what he said. Shen Qingchuan was shot three times in a row, and then suffered a big explosion/explosion, and fell into the sea full of jagged rocks. Just when the sea was at high tide, he sent troops to salvage it, but nothing was caught. The soldiers fell into the rough and merciless sea, and several of them drowned.

The chance of Shen Qingchuan being alive is really slim.

But he didn't dare to say this directly to Shang Xiaolou, if Shang Xiaolou went crazy again and wanted to kill someone, he wouldn't be able to stand it.

"...Then why didn't he come to see me."

Shang Xiaolou seemed to be aroused a little bit of consciousness, he laughed and shouted, but others couldn't tell whether he was crying or laughing, but he trembled his shoulders, as if he was suffering from heart-wrenching pain.

"Why didn't you come to see me! Why! Why!" The voice seemed to be permeated with monstrous hatred, and he didn't know who to hate.

Shang Xiaolou suddenly became mad, his eyes were red, as if he wanted to kill someone, like a wounded and vicious little beast.

Adjutant Chen hurriedly hid to the side, he knew that even if Shang Xiaolou was unarmed, he could still kill people by relying on his madness and ignoring him.

The candle in his hand was extinguished suddenly, and the room fell into a cold and shallow silence.

A gust of breeze moved the curtain, like a very light sigh.

The wind chime hanging from the eaves outside the house swayed wildly, and the crisp sound of the wind chime sounded. Shang Xiaolou suddenly stood up and looked around. His frantic movements slowed down, and his hands and feet were slow, as if he was afraid of disturbing the invisible visitor.

Shang Xiaolou's crying voice trembled, cautiously, softly calling, "...Brother, is that you?"

No one responded, only the whistling wind.

Suddenly, the wind chimes outside swayed wildly, Shang Xiaolou chased him out, ran to the yard, Adjutant Chen quickly followed him, and shouted, "Young commander."

The wind chimes rang, but the cold wind was blowing too hard, and there was no one in sight.

Standing in the snow, Shang Xiaolou, with the pale moonlight shining all over the ground, looked around helplessly, but couldn't find the slightest trace of the person he was thinking of. Reeking of alcohol, with a sad smile, he kept saying, "Okay, okay! My brother is so heartless, I don't want to come and see you."

"Since you don't come, then I will come to find you."

"Life after life, every minute and every second, I want to be with you and never be separated."

In the next second, Shang Xiaolou lifted up the plum blossom wooden hairpin that Shen Qingchuan had given him, and stabbed it fiercely at his heart, the blood spilled on the snow, it was like a painting of red plums, full of love.

Seeing this scene, Adjutant Chen, who was chasing after him, was so frightened that he almost flew out of his wits, and shouted, "Young commander!"

Adjutant Chen ran over quickly, supported Shang Xiaolou with one hand, and shouted to the outside of the yard, "Get the car ready, go to the hospital!"

Adjutant Chen almost yelled these words, his voice was almost hoarse, Marshal Shang asked him to persuade Shang Xiaolou, but before he could say a few words, Shang Xiaolou committed suicide with a hairpin.

If Shang Xiaolou died, I'm afraid his life would be lost.

The wooden hairpin was still inserted into Shang Xiaolou's chest, and the tail of the wooden hairpin was used to pierce it. It can be seen that the force is extremely strong, and there seems to be no way out.

Adjutant Chen didn't know if Shang Xiaolou was dead, but he saw blood gushing from his mouth, his lips were buzzing, and he was silent, and the word he uttered from his lips seemed to be brother.

There was a little light in the dark eyes, I don't know if it was the flashback before dying.

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