I'm a killer with no emotions

Ning Zhe thought it was Qin Shen and didn't care.

It wasn't until the voice said lightly, "If you don't eat candied haws, I'll throw it away", Ning Zhe suddenly woke up, and opened his eyes with a "swish", "I'll eat it!"

But there is no candied haws in front of him, only Qin Shen's slightly confused face, "Eat... what?"

Ning Zhe got up from the couch, looked left and right, but he couldn't see the person in number 67, only then did he realize that he was just dreaming.

Immediately, the eyes that were bright just now dimmed, moved his mouth, and said sullenly: "It's nothing."

Qin Shen stared at him, as if he wanted to see what was going on in his heart, and said after a while: "It's getting late, please serve the emperor and get up."

Wrapped in a small quilt, Ning Zhe rolled a few times on the aloes wood couch, retracted his head and turned into a caterpillar, huddled on the couch, and said in a muffled voice: "No, it's cold, I don't think about it."

"I'm going out today, Your Majesty, bear with it." Qin Shen touched the exposed half of the back of his head, forcibly picked him up, put on his clothes, and walked out the door with his back behind his back.

Ning Zhe grabbed the back of his neck in his mouth and bit it hard, angrily said: "I hate you!"

Qin Shen's neck hurt, but he didn't say anything, and patted his back with one hand to comfort him.

Today is Dayue's grand ceremony for offering sacrifices to heaven, and nobles from various families sent their children there, and the Qin family was no exception.

"I let you go this time because you still have the blood of my Qin family, but if you dare to cause me trouble outside, don't blame me for not thinking of the father-son relationship and punish your family law! "

Father Qin warned in a cold voice, then angrily threw up his sleeves and left.

Qin Shen knelt on the ground, and said respectfully, and waited for Qin's father to leave before slowly standing up and walking towards the outside of the courtyard.

He was worried that Ning Zhe would be bored waiting, so he let him sit on the green vine swing in the small courtyard and wait for him.

It seems that Ning Zhe was asked to play alone, but in fact he cast a confinement formation on the swing, making Ning Zhe unable to leave the swing.

But when Qin Shen came out, he saw several teenagers around him, throwing pebbles at him, and calling him "little beggar" and "little fool" with a smile.

Ning Zhe was smashed to the point of bleeding, but he couldn't get off the swing, he could only curl up his body helplessly, hugging his head tightly to protect himself.

Qin Shen's expression turned cold immediately, "Stop!"

He dodged in front of Ning Zhe, waved his sleeves to knock down stones, tapped twice with his fingertips to undo the formation, and hugged Ning Zhe to check his injuries.

Shenmai has the function of quick healing, even so, Qin Shen still saw the hideous scratches on his face that hadn't healed in time.

His heart tightened, his whole body became cold, a black emotion was brewing crazily at the bottom of his eyes, and the blood-red Tumi loomed in the pupil of his right eye, his expression was extremely terrifying.

"Big, big brother..."

Several teenagers started to get scared, "It's none of our business..."

"Yes, yes! Uncle said that this little beggar can be bullied at will, and we...we didn't do anything..."

Before they finished speaking, Qin Shen swung them away with a violent wave of his hand, an ice blade condensed in his hand, walked in front of them with a cold face, raised his hand and wanted to end the lives of these teenagers.

Ning Zhe called him from a distance, "Prime Minister!"

Qin Shen paused and froze in place.

Ning Zhe trotted over and hugged his waist, looked up at him longingly, "Prime Minister, I'm cold."

Qin Shen turned to look at him with a strange expression, as if he didn't recognize Ning Zhe.

Ning Zhe narrowed his eyes and paused for a moment on his weird right eye.

In just a moment, he restrained his expression, blinked and squeezed out a few tears, and said with a sob: "Prime Minister, it's cold."

Qin Shen was in a daze before his eyes, and murmured: "Your Majesty..."

Soon, the cold and terrifying murderous aura on his body gradually dissipated, and the black mist in his eyes also began to recede, slowly returning to the original clean and clear, reflecting Ning Zhe's little face flushed red from the cold.

He knelt down and hugged Ning Zhe, "I'm sorry...I lost control."

Ning bent her lips and hugged his neck: "It's okay."

Several teenagers were too frightened to move by his appearance just now. They were terrified, "Brother... please spare us, we will never dare again!"

Qin Shen glanced at the few people indifferently, "If the children taught by the scholarly family bully the weak like you, then it doesn't matter if the family's name is worth it."

After finishing speaking, he hugged Ning Zhe and walked away.

These youngsters are from the collateral line of the Qin family, and they have never been strictly disciplined, so it is not difficult to understand that they would be instigated by Qin's father to do such a bullying thing.

Ning Zhe didn't take it to heart either, he had been bullied too often, and these young men were nothing compared to him.

Instead, he was concerned about what happened to Qin Shen's right eye.

Thinking in his heart, he asked directly.

Qin Shen was silent for a moment, then said: "When I started to practice reincarnation, it became like this."

"...Reincarnation?"

"It's the killing technique of the Qin family that was passed on from the outside world." Qin Shen narrowed his eyes, and his tone could not be said to be lonely or calm, "That's why my father regards the minister as a different kind in the clan and speaks ill at each other."

Ning Zhe touched the corner of his eyes, the blood-colored tumi had faded away, and there was still a little dark red light and shadow in the pupils, flowing and flickering like water waves.

"It's very beautiful." Ning Zhecheng said, "Like the blood gem that Fanbang paid tribute to." It makes people want to dig it out and play with it.

However, he wisely swallowed the latter words back into his stomach.

Qin Shen moved his eyes and stared at him, "Isn't the emperor afraid?"

"What are you afraid of?"

"This is an ominous technique, and those who are close to the minister will not end well... Besides, the minister once thought of killing you."

Ning Zhe blinked his delicate and lovely eyes, "Since the prime minister is so guilty, let me go."

Qin Shen fell silent, and after a while he said: "After today's matter is over, the emperor is free to leave or stay."

"... Cheapskates."

Ning Zhe scolded him, jumped out of his arms and ran away.

Qin Shen followed him out of the mansion.

The real direct descendants of the Qin family were all waiting respectfully outside, and when they saw him come out, they all bowed and saluted: "Brother."

Qin Shen nodded in response, and beckoned to Ning Zhe, a girl in red asked curiously, "Is this the brother's adopted child?"

"You see that brother is so close to him, isn't it?" A young man of Ning Zhe's age emerged from the crowd, and gestured in front of his chest, "Hey? Why are you so short?"

Ning folded most of his body and hid behind Qin Shen, only showing a small half of his face, looking thin and pitiful.

Holding the corner of Qin Shen's clothes, he obediently said to them, "Brother and sister." The voice was grandma's, soft and cute.

"Ah, so good." The girl narrowed her eyes and smiled, opened the little pouch and gave him a candy, and squeezed his face.

Ning Zhe let out a "huh", didn't resist, and was very obedient.

"Okay." Seeing that the other people were about to move, Qin Shen immediately said softly, "It's getting late, let's go."

The teenagers didn't dare to disobey him, so they had no choice but to give up, and each got into the carriage.

Qin Shen also picked up Ning Zhe and got into the car, and the group set off from Qin Mansion to Tianshen Temple.

The Tianshen Temple and the Xingxing Pavilion are not far away, and they are both located in the Shangshen ruins, but the Tianshen Temple is a place of folk worship that was built recently, and it is a bit more smokey than the mysterious and noble Xingxing Pavilion.

When Qin Shen and others arrived, many celebrities from aristocratic families had already gathered here in twos and threes. Ning Zhe saw many familiar faces, as well as many loyal officials and celebrities who had been ordered to be executed by him.

Qin Shen put on a little fluffy hood for him, and surrounded him tightly with thick fox fur, covering most of his face with his small face, so he couldn't tell what he looked like unless he looked carefully.

Ning Zhe was wrapped up out of breath and struggled slightly.

The girl in red smiled with her crescent eyes bent: "Brother, don't spoil me."

Qin Shen looked down at Ning Zhe, "Are you uncomfortable?"

Ning Zhe nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Be patient." Qin Shen helped him loosen his clothes, touched his face, "It will be fine soon."

After the ceremony started, everyone walked in one after another. He avoided the sight of Ning Yan and Huo Chen, and stood at the back with Ning Zhe in his arms.

The sacrifice of Dayue is based on the folk belief of incense and fire as sacrifices, praying for good weather and good weather for the country and the people in the coming year.

After the sound of bells and drums, it indicates that the ceremony is over.

At this time, if the blood of the emperor is dripped into the life wheel again, one can vaguely see the natural and man-made disasters that Da Viet will face in the future, so as to prevent them from happening—this is the blessing that God bestows on Da Viet.

Ning Zhe was very familiar with these procedures, but he didn't show any surprise, nor was he as excited as other Qin's children, but the girl in red looked at him highly.

"Don't you like watching these?" She asked Ning Zhe.

Ning Zhe glanced at her, then at Qin Shen, and didn't know how to answer, so he pretended to be shy and shrank away from Qin Shen.

Qin Shen stretched out his hand to protect him, saying: "He is afraid of life, don't tease him."

The girl laughed, and before she could speak, someone said: "Scared?"

When Ning Zhe heard this familiar voice, he turned his head and saw that it was indeed the young and handsome Huo Chen.

"It's such a coincidence that this general also knows a child who is shy." He smiled and glanced at Ning Zhe, "It's a pity that I didn't catch it a while ago and let someone run away."

Ning Zhe let out an "ohhh" in his heart, thinking he was playing ball and was discovered.

In fact, Huo Chen didn't know the whereabouts of Ning Zhe, and when Qin Shen came this time, he brought two young boys who were about the same height as Ning Zhe, and Ning Zhe was hidden among a group of aristocratic children.

But he didn't know why he noticed this side, and he also found the person he had been looking for for a long time.

"General Huo, you must have misunderstood the person."

Qin Shen took a step forward to block Ning Zhe, a blush flashed across his right eye, and it was fleeting.

Coincidentally, at this time, the bell and drum had already sounded three times, and after the ceremony, the little emperor stepped onto the altar.

The high priest emerged from the void, took out the star chart that he had been carrying all year round, and asked the little emperor to drip his own blood on it.

The moment the horoscope appeared, thousands of stars were scattered, extremely dazzling.

Qin Shen's eyes moved slightly, he was waiting for this moment!

"Your Majesty, hold your breath." He quickly pulled Ning Zhe into his arms to cover his mouth and nose, and whispered a word, and at the same time quickly raised his hand and popped out a delicate hollow copper bell.

As soon as Huo Chen saw the copper bell, he immediately dodged to avoid it.

The copper bell spun and trembled several times at high speed in the air, and burst open with a "bang".

In an instant, countless bright red snowflakes fell from the air.

"what is this......"

"Red...snow?"

"I'm so dizzy, help...I, how can I..."

There were screams one after another, and soon, everyone who was touched by this weird snowflake passed out.

But after a while, only a few people were left standing in the entire ceremony.