The devil is me

"Where did this needle come from?!" Xi Yangzhou's eyes were red and his voice was trembling. He stood up suddenly and stared at everyone with a bloody sword in his hand. shock.He increased his strength and asked word by word, "I said, where did this needle come from?!"

Every word was cruel, but the only answer to him was a dead silence.Everyone was dumbfounded by this sudden situation, and just looked at each other in blank dismay.

Xi Yangzhou didn't get an answer, so he knelt down again to pull out the needle, but Xi Buwen grabbed his wrist tightly.

"Don't move." Xi Buwen raised his red and swollen eyes. He noticed that Xi Yangzhou was struggling to break free, and added more strength, "Don't move! This needle is poisonous."

"Bah, Xiao Xiao!" Someone in the crowd showed contempt.

Using hidden weapons is no longer a decent act of a famous family, especially killing an unarmed Danxiu with this method is the most shameless act.

Xi Buwen choked with sobs: "This needle is aimed at me, mother is here to save me..."

He hugged Huang Zhirou into his arms, and cried mournfully, as if talking to her: "Mother, I didn't kill the man, I didn't do it. Why, why did they not allow me?!"

This question seems to be the intersection of two worlds.His question has been asked from the previous life to this life.

In his last life, when he was still depressed, he never saw his biological mother.He was born of a maidservant, and died of dystocia when giving birth to him.There is a aunt, but it's just a relationship of "mother". He doesn't really regard her as his mother, and his aunt never regards him as her son.

Beating and scolding at will and insulting wantonly are trivial matters.It is also a trivial matter to throw him alone on the Great Barren Mountain.

In the end, he fell into the devil's way. The Shen family, who had never given him the slightest family warmth, raised the banner again to eliminate harm for the people, and blamed all the things he had not done on his head.

Just because the people hiding behind these evil debts are looking forward to his death.Because as soon as he died, all these evil debts disappeared.

He begged, complained, and hysterical in front of his father Shen Xihe, saying that he did not do those things, and no one believed him.

Finally, in this life, some people believed that he loved him, and treated him like a treasure, but they ended up like this.

Xi Buwen's most secret dark emotion that has been suppressed for many years is like a volcano about to erupt, with a scorching aura, as if it is going to burn the heaven and earth to ashes...

Just when he was about to get furious, Shen Xinzhai said suddenly: "Today's facts are not what I wanted. Now it seems that someone with ulterior motives is manipulating this situation. Why don't you give me some time to find out the truth, and then give it to Xue's family?" Explain to my Shen family."

Seeing this tragic situation, Xue Yu couldn't do anything else, so he just asked, "What if he doesn't give an explanation for a long time?"

"One month." Shen Xinzhai said, "Give Xi Buwen a month, and I will help him find out the matter and retrieve She Shijing. If it fails, we can discuss it again. Don't worry, Congyi is my nephew, and I will give it to him." A justice."

Seeing that Mr. Xiyi, who has always been respected and respected, stood up to speak for him, Xue Yu couldn't say anything more, so he led the crowd to retreat from Fuyu Mountain.

It's night, keep vigil for Mrs. Huang.

Over the years, there has been an endless stream of people who have received the grace of her elixir.Although she has not acquired the method of cultivation, she is always a very kind person, a good wife, and a good mother.

Most importantly, she gave Xi Buwen unconditional trust.

Xi Buwen remembered that when he was a child, before the age of four, he had already lived a whole life because of his lack of intelligence, he was too lazy to do anything, he was not interested, and he was tired of talking useless words. Happy to be silent, he just kept silent, and every day he behaved like someone owed him money, and he would be ashamed of words when asked about anything.But fortunately, he was young, everyone only said that he was Kai Zhiwan, squeezed his chubby little face and walked away with a smile, no one cared about him.

But one time the Xi family lost a rare basalt stone, and Xi Buwen happened to go for a stroll there. When someone mentioned it, everyone thought he took it, and he didn't bother to explain it, and he didn't even say a word.Everyone felt that he had a guilty conscience, pretending to be stupid and unwilling to admit it, and was so angry that Xi Qiyuan almost served him with a cane.

Only Huang Zhirou hugged him, blocking the accusations around him: "Don't ask the child who is not like this, he just doesn't want to talk."

Xi Buwen kept these words in his mind all the time, and he suddenly felt that for those who really believed that he cared about him, he should compete with the world.

Later, it was found that the basalt stone was stolen by a disciple, and finally chased it back.Xi Qiyuan felt guilty for wronging Xi Buwen, so he wanted to use this basalt stone to forge a good sword as a gift to him.

Ask him what name he would like to call this sword?

He thought for a while, and felt that Mrs. Huang liked deer, so he replied inarticulately: "The deer is here."

He was suddenly willing to speak, and everyone was surprised and delighted.Since then, Xi Buwen seemed to be on the hook, trying to finish what he hadn't said in the past few years. He became a naughty chatterbox, and his temper became a little closer to others.

After all, he was really lucky to fall into Mrs. Huang's womb in this life.But he has always felt that his last life was a sinful one, and he is not worthy of the love of his close relatives. Therefore, although he is grateful, he has never cared too much for Xi Qiyuan and Huang Zhirou. love.

Now reminiscing, I only end up full of words that I didn't have time to say.

People are always like this, escaping when they have it, and regretting it when they lose it.

Xuan Min is like this, so is he.

It was late at night, and Xi Buwen was still reluctant to go back to his room to sleep.But after all, after traveling for several days, coupled with the great grief, his physical strength was no longer able to support him, so he fell asleep while supporting Mrs. Huang's coffin.

The wound on Xi Qiyuan's arm was wrapped in white gauze, and he walked in in the thick and cold night, and he sighed deeply when he saw Xi Buwen lying beside the coffin in thin clothes.The head of the family shouldn't have tears, and only this one sighed his sorrow.

He bent down and picked up Xi Buwen with one arm, and used his injured arm to bear some of his weight, intending to carry him to the bedroom to sleep.Time flies like an arrow, he was like a little monkey at the beginning, but now he can't hold him anymore, if he doesn't use some spiritual power, it's really hard to hold him.

After being shaken like this, Xi Buwen came back with a bit of consciousness, opened his eyes and saw that it was his father, then moved his head and lay down in Kuan Kuo's arms to close his eyes safely.

He vaguely thought that no one had hugged him like this for a long time.The last one who hugged him like this seemed to be his master, Yun Chonghe.

And that was already too long ago in the previous life.