Xiu Niang smiled and retracted her hand indifferently.

Her lips were smeared with rouge bought by Shen Shiliu, and her pale and dignified face suddenly gained a touch of color, like a flower that had been filled with blood.

"I know you have been doubting in your heart. Today we just have the opportunity, so why not make it clear - you are indeed not my biological child," Xiu Niang said, "Does it make you feel better if you say this?"

The corners of Chang Geng's eyes twitched slightly. After all, he was young and did not yet have the ability to express his emotions and anger.

In this world, no matter how good a friend is, no matter how close a teacher is, no one can replace a mother, not even a father. It’s not that Chang Geng doesn’t long for his mother, it’s just that sometimes, if he knows it’s beyond his reach, he won’t. If you accept your fate, it will be too painful and you will feel pitiful.

Chang Geng thought countless times in his heart that he could never be Xiu Niang's biological child. Now that he got such an unsurprising answer, he felt empty for a moment and couldn't explain how he felt.

The ominous premonition in Chang Geng's heart gradually became stronger, and he asked warily: "Why are you suddenly telling me this?"

Xiu Niang looked in the mirror and looked at her face. Maybe she had too much powder on her face, which made her face a little pale, so she carefully dug out a little rouge and applied it carefully on her cheeks evenly.

"'Chang Geng' is the nickname I gave you," Xiuniang said. "They people from the Central Plains say, 'There is Qiming in the east and Chang Geng in the west.' They only come out at dusk to kill, which is ominous. There is blood flowing in your body. The noblest and filthiest blood in the world is born to be a terrifying monster, and this name cannot be more suitable."

Chang Geng replied coldly: "Wasn't I the son of bandits who captured you when you were living in Shanxi? I ​​can't even count them on my ten fingers - I have many fathers and the sons of bandits, noble. where?"

Xiu Niang froze for a moment and did not look back. The rouge could no longer hide the paleness on her face. A look of pain flashed through her eyes that seemed to be able to speak. However, it soon subsided and turned into a frenzy. In peace.

Chang Geng's first memory is that he was in a mountain bandit's den. Xiu Niang always locked him in a musty-smelling cupboard. Through the cracks in the rotten wood, the young Chang Geng could always see the drunken bandits who broke in. .

Those rough men either beat her or had sex with her in front of little Chang Geng.

At first, the bandits were very strict with Xiu Niang, but gradually they relaxed when they saw that she was weak and could be bullied and did not know how to resist. Later, they even let her out and let her serve them like the servants in the village. My mother filled the well and hundreds of jars of wine with poison. God doesn’t know where she got all the poison.

She filled a small bowl with poisonous well water for Chang Geng to drink. However, when he actually drank it, she seemed to regret it and dug his throat desperately to make him vomit.

Xiu Niang put the half-dead Chang Geng into a small bamboo basket and carried it on her back. She carried a steel knife in her hand. When she saw someone who was still alive, she stepped forward and stabbed him.

Chang Geng remembered that that day she wore a red dress stained with blood, poured kerosene and the purple gold hidden by the bandit leader all over the mountains and plains, set the entire mountain on fire, and left with herself.

During his short life of more than ten years, Xiu Niang tried to kill him countless times. She poured poisoned wine into him, stabbed him with a knife, tied him to a horse and dragged him around. She even dreamed about him countless times at midnight, and she suddenly lost control of her emotions. , and even tried to suffocate him with a quilt...

But every time, he was saved from the brink and spared his life.

It also left him with a glimmer of unrealistic fantasy.

Chang Geng said as calmly as possible: "You are overthinking. I have never regarded you as my biological mother. It's just that I always felt that the reason why you hate me is because I am the dirt left to you by the gangster den."

Xiu Niang sat dumbly in front of the mirror, her face getting paler and paler. After a long time, she suddenly sighed: "My child, I'm sorry for you."

The moment these words came out of his mouth, all the wariness and resentment in Chang Geng's heart almost collapsed. Only then did he realize that all the grievances he had suffered since childhood could be easily resolved with just one sentence.

However, the fourteen-year-old boy used all his strength to hold back his tears, and then asked tiredly: "What are you planning to tell me now? When your conscience finds out, do you want to detoxify me, or simply kill me?"

"

Xiu Niang looked at him with a strange look, as if the boy was some kind of precious artifact: "You know..."

Chang Geng: "Of course I know. From the day I settled in Yanhui Town, I haven't had a night without nightmares. Even if I take a nap during the day, I will wake up from the nightmare."

Except for the night before - Chang Geng's thoughts were scattered for a moment, and he suddenly regretted the matter of being angry with Shiliu.

Chang Geng: "I think I haven't accomplished much since I grew up, but I haven't done a few bad things. How could there be so many ghosts knocking on my door in the middle of the night? Is there still a strange disease like nightmares in the world?"

A strange smile appeared at the corner of Xiu Niang's bright red mouth, and her eyes slowly fell on the iron wrist buckle exposed on Chang Geng's wrist. There was a sharp light in her eyes, like a pair of poisonous arrows with black heads hidden inside: "You

What else do you know?"

Chang Geng subconsciously retracted the iron wrist buckle into his sleeve, feeling that the thing was tainted by just looking at it.

"I also know that the pack of wolves that chased me outside the customs two years ago did not come by themselves, but were summoned by others - you were warning me that I can't run away, and you have plenty of ways to kill me, right?

Chang Geng said quietly, "Only the barbarians know how to control those beasts. After you arrived in Yanhui Town, you have been in contact with those barbarians - I guess you are also a barbarian woman. When I was a child, you locked me in a cupboard.

I saw a man come in and tear open your clothes, and there was a wolf head on your chest."

Xiu Niang laughed softly: "Barbarians, you actually call us barbarians..."

She laughed louder and louder, until she was almost out of breath.

Suddenly, Xiu Niang's sharp laughter stopped. She covered her chest and coughed violently. Chang Geng instinctively raised his hand, as if he wanted to help her, and then he reacted and retracted his hand twitchingly.

He pulled back and pinched his knuckles.

A thin trace of blood flowed out from between Xiu Niang's fingers and fell on the goose yellow skirt, with a shocking purple-black color.

Chang Geng was startled and finally took a step forward: "You..."

Xiu Niang grabbed his arm and tried her best to straighten up. She was shaking like a dead leaf in the cold wind. She took a few quick breaths and took out half a side-mounted mandarin duck jade pendant from the bottom of the dowry box, carrying a hand full of

The blood stains were stuffed into Chang Geng's hand.

Her face was snow-white, and her blood-stained lips were more dazzling than rouge. A pair of bloodshot eyes stared at Chang Geng: "My name is not Xiu Niang, that is the name of you Central Plains women. My name is Hu Geer, which means

The purple gold in the heart of the earth..."

She choked on her own words and spat out a mouthful of blood after another heartbreaking cough, staining Chang Geng's front red.

"Ominous... purple flowing gold." The woman cried with a strange voice. Her breathing became faster and faster, and her chest seemed like a broken bellows. "My sister is the goddess of the Immortal Heaven, and the wolf god also has to kneel down.

I worship you..."

"You are a little monster I raised by myself," she laughed angrily. "No one loves you, no one treats you sincerely..."

She struggled and pinched Chang Geng's wrist, her sharp nails pierced into his flesh, and grabbed the iron wrist buckle on the young man's hand: "This is the Xuantie Light Armor Cloud Pan Wristclasp - this is the Xuantie Camp

Those niggas made it specially, who gave it to you? Huh?”

Chang Geng pushed her away fiercely as if he had been burned.

The woman fell on the dressing table, curled up and twitching, her charming phoenix eyes widened, revealing the ferocious whites of her eyes.

"You have the 'Ur Bone' that I planted on you. I gave it a Chinese name, also called 'Chang Geng', okay... listen?" Her cheeks twitched violently, and there was foam and blood stains at the corners of her mouth.

The words flowed out indistinguishably, and the words were blurred, but it did not prevent Chang Geng from hearing clearly, "Ju... Unparalleled Ur bones in the world, no one can detect it, no one can understand... One day, you will grow into the world

The most powerful warrior in the world will also begin to be unable to distinguish between nightmares and reality... You will become a powerful madman——"

Chang Geng stood there numbly, feeling the words that he seemed to understand but didn't understand float by his ears, and the seams in his bones were easily filled with ice slag.

"The blood of the goddess is also flowing in my chest. I will bless you with the infinite power of my Immortal Heaven. You... throughout your life, you will only have hatred and suspicion in your heart. You will be violent and murderous. Wherever you go, there will be a bloody storm. You are destined to be evil."

With all of them together, they must not... not... well..."

The word "death" staggered out of her throat, and the woman's body twitched violently. Then she suddenly felt something, and slowly turned her head to look at the small sachet hanging from the bed curtain.

There is a peace talisman inside, which Xu Baihu asked for in a temple outside the city when she returned home from duty.

The woman's eyelashes blinked slightly, and suddenly they seemed to be filled with tears. The tears washed away her sinister gaze and made her extremely gentle. Unfortunately, this gentleness only lasted for a moment.

Her shrunken pupils finally blew out the lamp and pulled out the wax, and dispersed lifelessly. The dressed-up woman suddenly stopped breathing the most vicious in the world, and then fell down heavily with the final remaining warmth.

No one loves you, no one treats you sincerely. To the end of your life, you will only have hatred and suspicion in your heart, and you will be violent and murderous. Everywhere you go, there will be bloodshed, and you are destined to bring all of them to a bad death.

In the lifeless night of late summer, Chang Geng stared blankly at the dressed corpse on the dressing table, blankly holding the blood-stained iron wrist buckle.

Why did she commit suicide?

Why does she hate him so much? And why did she raise him to such a big age?

...What happened to Xuan Tieying’s iron fist?

Who is Shen Shiliu?

Xiu Niang's seems to have taken effect. A child's first trust and closeness to the world comes from his parents who raised him without reservation, but Chang Geng has never received it.

No matter how generous and kind he is by nature, he will always be like a lost wild dog with his tail between his legs. Even if he longs for that bit of human tenderness to the point of death, he will still be frightened again and again.

Refuse.

A strong idea suddenly came to Chang Geng's mind - he wanted to find Shen Liuliu. He had to ask face to face who this adoptive father was and what his intentions were.

However, he finally did not walk out of the embroidery room that was filled with the smell of blood. As soon as he walked out of the door, he was already timid.

"By the way," Chang Geng thought blankly, "How can Mr. Shen, who occasionally reveals his knowledge and knowledge, be a down-and-out scholar who has failed to pass exams for a long time?"

Although Shen Shiliu is idle, he has the air of a young master from aristocratic family. Even if he lives under someone else's roof, he doesn't appear to be in any trouble or embarrassment... How could he be an ordinary gangster?

He should have known these things in his mind for a long time, but when he closed his eyes, what he always remembered was Shen Shiliu holding his head and guarding him in front of the hospital bed.

If that is also hypocritical——

The old cook who was peeping around saw the door open and hurriedly came over with a smile on her face: "Master, today..."

Chang Geng glanced at her with red eyes.

The old cook was frightened by his eyes, and it took her a while to recover. She touched her chest and complained: "What are you doing..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw clearly the scene in the room.

The old cook froze, then she staggered back three steps, sat down on the ground, howled at the top of her neck, and let out a scream that was not like a human voice.

At the same time, a sharp alarm suddenly sounded in the city.

I don't know who released the alarm whistle in the city tower. The two-foot-high whistle was filled with white gas dyed with purple and gold. It rushed into the sky with a "woo" and screamed like water waves for thirty or forty miles, streaking across the sky. It broke the bleak tranquility of Yanhui City for fourteen years.

Shen Yi, who was immersed in arranging the steel armor, raised his head. The next moment, the door of Shen's house was kicked open by someone from the outside. Shen Yi picked up the heavy sword removed from the steel armor from the ground.

"It's me." Shen Shiliu whispered.

Shen Yi said in a deep voice: "Have the barbarians taken action in advance?"

This sentence was asked in a short and low voice, but Shen Shiliu, who was half-deaf, heard every word: "There are barbarian details on the giant kite, and the people hiding on the ship that came back are not ours."

As Shen Shiliu spoke, he rushed into the inner room without stopping and raised his palms to chop at the edge of the bed. The entire bed board made a loud noise and split into two pieces. There was actually nothing under the bed board.

A set of dark iron armor lay horizontally under the wooden board.

Shen Liu's hands deftly pried open the hidden compartment on the chest of the steel armor, and took out a black iron token. His fingers were turned blue by the cold black iron token. He turned around suddenly, and the black iron token looked like mud. His waist, which was always not straight, was like an iron gun. The wind blowing outside the wide-open door lifted up his thin plain blue shirt, as if frightened by the cold murderous intention on his body, it rolled with him. Passed by.

Sixteenth way: "Ji Ping."

"Ji Ping" is Shen Yi's name, which he has never called in front of outsiders. The two of them usually bicker and fight over some housework, and they are as close as real brothers. At this time, Shen Yi took a step back and half-moved quickly. Kneeling on the ground: "My subordinate is here."

"Since they have arrived in advance, we can take advantage of the chaos to close the net - I have entrusted His Highness the Fourth Prince to you. Send him out of the city first."

Shen Yi: "Yes".
Chapter completed!