The red maple that poked in at the head of the south wall fell, autumn finally left, and winter slowly came. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Originally, immortal cultivators did not have much sense of the seasons, they were not afraid of cold and heat, nor did they admire romance, and often several seasons passed away once they retreated.

But my time is too slow, so I can't help but care about it.

In the palatial room behind her, the mother cursed and cried one after another, and there was no stop.

I raised my eyes to look at the exquisite Biwa Zhuyong, and I wondered why such a house built with such meditation did not inherit a lot of beauty, but unsightly filth and filth.

The maids who cleaned the courtyard were quiet, and the two guards at the door also had the same color, they may be used to it, or they may have ideas in their hearts, but they dare not show it.

But I think they are laughing and laughing in their hearts, and behold, how unbearable these people who seem to be extraordinary and self-respecting and elegant are inside.

"Bang!"

The carved wooden door was smashed open, but the man was not as rude as he did, and he stepped out slowly, his delicate boots crushing the falling red maple.

The maids all bowed their heads and saluted, their bodies tense, and they did not dare to slack off in the slightest.

But I stared at him with straight eyes.

It's not that I'm not afraid, it's that I'm too scared to make a move.

The man walked past me slowly, with that chilling taunt in his eyes, and I couldn't help but tremble.

It wasn't until he passed me that the look finally left me that my muscles relaxed slightly.

Maybe it's because I'm his son after all, and he hasn't done anything to me, he just likes to look at me with such an emotionless gaze, but this gaze is also a midnight nightmare that I can't bear.

That man is crazy, and I'm afraid of him.

"What about the spring road! What about Chundo?! ”

My mother's shrill voice came from the room, trembling and hoarse, and I was used to it, and walked in with great obedience, and came next to her.

She was very embarrassed, disheveled, her exposed skin was blue and purple, her hair was torn apart, and she didn't look dignified and graceful at all.

She was originally a young lady of everyone, and her qualifications were not bad, but after all, she didn't reach the point where the family wanted to protect her, so she was sent out to become a parent.

Marriage and marriage are not the same, and the woman who marries a monk is nothing more than a more high-sounding furnace.

But the arrogance and arrogance that my mother used to have, but in the end, she has always carried it, even after giving birth to me, not to mention the regression of cultivation, she has been stagnant and has not moved forward, and her arrogance has not disappeared.

When I was young, I liked her very much, the kind of soft eyes like water, but with her own spirit, but unfortunately, now she has changed.

My mother trembled as if she was in some great pain, and after a long time, she grabbed my arm.

Her eyes were dilated, obviously unconscious, but her mouth was persistently muttering: "That's a madman, it's a madman, my spring way, stay away from him...... No, no, you have to get closer to him, it's best to kill him and avenge my mother, my mother loves you so much......"

She stopped suddenly, and then roared hysterically with a hideous face.

"You're his seed too! You should be damned too! I shouldn't have given birth to you, you deserve to die, go die! ”

“……”

Her neck was tightly choked, my eardrums were pierced by her screams, and within a moment my eyes rolled and my throat made strange noises.

Again, this near-death feeling.

Mother always has to come to this one.

I let her hold on to my neck until I was already purple and my hands and feet were limp on the ground, and she let go of me abruptly.

"My Spring Road ......"

My mother looked at me, who had become as embarrassed as she was, muttered, and then suddenly hugged me tightly, reciting the word "spring road" over and over again, and finally fell asleep.

The maid kindly placed a glass of water in my hand, then stepped out and closed the door as she had always done.

I looked at the ceiling in a daze, ignoring the glass of water.

After a long time, he turned his head and looked at his mother, who was sleeping unsteadily.

She probably loves me.

When I was born, she was the one who gave me the name "Spring Road".

The dawn breaks in the long night, and the rebirth is in silence, the spring breeze turns all things, and the spring breeze says.

It is said that when the monk arrives at Jiedan, he will begin to condense his own way, there are avenues, small paths, and their own paths, and this spring breeze path is one of the best.

In ancient times, there was a spring breeze Taoist cultivation, one thought to save life and death, one thought to transform all things, all kinds of obsessions and all kinds of yin and evil, all of which were smoothed by it, it brought dawn and rebirth.

The spring breeze can transform all things.

My mother longed for this legend and hoped that I would cultivate the legendary Spring Breeze Road, so she gave me this name, giving me infinite hope and light.

She should love me.

It's just a little bit wrong.

I suddenly let out a long sigh, dragged my mother to the bed, settled down, drank the glass of water, and went to the master's study.

Although I have a high status here, without the protection of my parents, I am just as prone to death.

I found a backer for myself, my grandfather, Hansong Zhenren.

He has never cared about any blood, and the same ruthlessness as that person, if I die silently, he will not sigh, in order to cling to him, I don't know how much effort it took to show how much usable value, he barely sheltered me.

From afar, I saw the large study that belonged to the head of the family, and I could already hear the voices inside.

"Grandpa, what do you mean by that?"

"Well, it's okay if girls don't read it, forget it, if you want to hear it......"

Sun Cizi is filial piety, and he is happy.

I felt a chill in my heart, and a little sad resentment.

The one inside is my titular sister, Shi Chu.

But my mother never let me call her sister, and she forced me to shout, "little bastard."

I had a gut feeling that this was not a good thing, and I used to tell my mother that it was not good, and even if I was choked hysterically, I didn't feel that I was wrong.

But when I was a little older, I learned something from my mother's unsober thoughts, and I fell silent.

This girl was so much luckier than I was, and the more I learned, the more jealous I was of her and hated her.

She didn't have to fall into that palatial cage of beasts, nor did she have to tremble under the unpredictable grandfather of the house, but she was still the beginning of my nightmare.

Ever since my mother had no child, and she became my sister in the place of that child, the person who used to be just cold began to vent all kinds of bad emotions to my mother, and I suffered from it, and I never had a worry-free meal again.

Mother was right, she wasn't just a mongrel, she was a sordid mongrel.

Even though I knew in my heart that she was not wrong, I couldn't help but insult her with such words.

Stepping into the house, Han Song Zhenren turned his head with her and looked at me, and I bowed my head obediently as always: "Grandpa, the master of the family, yesterday's homework has been memorized." ”

"Hmm." He just glanced at me lightly, then put his eyes on the place where he was pointing, and said, "Then go to the side and be silent." ”

I nodded, and without making a sound, walked over to a shorter desk next to me, and began to write silently.

But those bruised hands startled me.

Before I knew it, there was too much darkness and resentment lurking in my heart, and these things twisted me as if they wanted to turn me into that person.

No way.

I said to myself.

I'm Chundo.

When my heart calmed down, I sneaked a sneak look at Hansong Zhenren.

He didn't look at this side, but was so attentive that he almost didn't like he was explaining to his granddaughter.

I was a little disappointed in my heart, he was a real person, and he must have noticed Fang Cai's own problem, but he didn't say anything.

That's fine.

I convinced myself that I had never expected anything before I lowered my head.

Ordinary children of this age only need to learn some simple and easy-to-understand Taoist scriptures, but I am the eldest grandson of the lineage, so I need to learn more and deeper.

But that's not all, when I approached Hansong Zhen, I made a promise that I would take over this family and become the best family leader. Therefore, I not only have to learn the Tao Sutra, but also learn all kinds of strategies and learn the way of survival of an entire family.

I spent every day in hysterical crying and screaming, and I had to spend a lot of time cultivating, and the rest of the time I had to study these books was really thanks to my good talent to complete the homework laid by Hansong Zhenren.

Time passed little by little, the days covered with ashes passed so unhurriedly, and my situation improved little by little, and I had learned to ignore the seasons before I knew it.

Until that person, as soon as he traveled this time, he went for several years.

In the past, it didn't take much time to travel, but this time, I guess something went wrong over there.

As his mother said, he didn't go on a trip, but went to meet beautiful women.

Shi Chu's mother has never died, he saved her from Hansong Zhenren, and then she has been a confiner, going out to meet from time to time.

imprisoned his own sister as a confinement, and his heart had long been black.

I took advantage of the years of his absence, and worked hard to devour a large part of the main family's power, and barely had the ability to protect myself, so I breathed a sigh of relief.

But this breath didn't last long, and he lifted it up again.

When he got the medicine of the idiot, the yin and yang fights that Hansong Zhenren has always coveted, also have clues.

I didn't think much of it was a big deal, but I took it apart bit by bit, analyzing how much I could benefit from it, but unexpectedly, I met a little fox.

When I grew up, it was the first time I was scolded in front of Hansong Zhenren for doing things badly.

It's impossible not to be angry, I think about getting her back all the time and giving her the most vicious ...... Wrong.

I was silent again.

I'm Chundao, but I forgot.

In such a place, what kind of spring road is just a luxury, but because of my mother's presence, I want to believe it, so I have been working hard to become a spring way.

The situation changes very quickly, and things have changed dramatically.

That potato, as I listened, I knew it was mostly a little fox.

How could she have the audacity to do such a thing? I can't even think about it.

But I was madly jealous of her, but I was a little more yearning than I was jealous.

I yearn for her recklessness, her uninhibitedness, which I have never dared to touch.

I was injured, and it was Han Song Zhenren who beat me, and Han Song Zhenren left this troubled water pool for the sake of time, and specially took her to find an antidote.

I don't have anything else in mind.

After this, the Shi family's descendants began to become inferior step by step, but the man came back.

Not only did he come back, but he also brought back a batch of demon cultivators who came out of nowhere, no wonder I was able to easily gather a lot of power, it turned out that he just didn't want it anymore and relaxed.

Chen Chang beside me is also gone, he is not my person in the first place, I have always been on guard against him and rely on him, but I didn't expect that he would have something to do with those demon cultivators.

The only thing I didn't expect was that as soon as he came back, he would kill his mother, with a blade.

It was only then that I realized, no wonder that after he left, my mother was noticeably relaxed, and the time she was awake became longer, and after Shi Chu was drugged, she even showed a strange smile once, so it was.

I was called to ask about the situation, and it happened almost instantaneously, and I, who had been talking a moment before, involuntarily stopped my lips.

There was blood on his lips.

The man seemed to show off, and like a madman, in front of me, stabbing my mother little by little with a knife.

The blood spread to my feet, and even if the coarse linen shoes of my childhood turned into brocade embroidered shoes, it was inevitable that this would happen, but this time, it was a little more exaggerated.

I watched in amazement as my mother writhed and writhed like a wounded.

She was begging me for help, and she reached out, as if because she couldn't speak, tearing her expression desperately, and her face was too ugly to look at.

But I didn't want to save her.

I don't think she can speak, it's good, she won't have that kind of sharp voice to disturb me.

I think she's going to die soon, and that's good, but now she's no longer her, she's tarnishing her before, so it's good to die.

I even felt that there was a strange beauty in this scene, and I liked it very much, and my heart was beating wildly.

Finally, my mother died.

I looked down at the ground, lying in the blood, my mother, who had lost her human form, and my heart did not fluctuate at all.

"See?" The man wiped his blade, speaking to me for the first time in years.

He smiled softly, and that demonic face was a bewitchment that was impossible to refuse.

"Sin is inherited, and you are just like me."

He said lightly, then chuckled, and turned away rather pleasantly.

And I actually think he's right.

The mother's bones on the ground were not cold, and she left with all kinds of unwillingness.

And her hopes faded with her.

The dawn breaks in the long night, and the rebirth is in silence, the spring breeze turns all things, and the spring breeze says.

It's a pity that there is no spring breeze in my way.

Lost Ji said

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