He was just nine years old.

One day, he met a young man in a brocade dress and a golden crown, and he was standing in front of a graceful and luxurious woman in palace clothes, and behind them stood Fang and some maidservants dressed in splendid clothes.

Separated by two pillars, Fang introduced to the little prince, "This is the son of that slut!" She also delusionally thought that he could recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors and be taken care of by the general! Alas, no brains is no brains, and having a son has no bones, but a mother and son who are made in heaven. ”

The woman in the palace costume held on to the handkerchief, printed the corners of her eyes, and reprimanded casually: "Mama Fang's heart is too fast, Deng Yang has turned into soil, don't mention this in the future." ”

Deng Yan picked up the long hair that was a little itchy with both hands, then lay on the ground, elbows on the ground, looked up at the group of people opposite, and screamed a few times.

The little boy's face turned pale with fright, and he turned his head into his mother's arms, tears rolling in his eyes.

The palace woman barked heartily, then turned her head to Fang and said, "Kill this dog!" ”

The hem of the gold-trimmed clothes is far away, mixed with the sound of a child who is whining and crying.

Four vicious slaves led him out of the kitchen in the backyard and sharpened their knives on the whetstones in front of him.

Deng Yi sat expressionlessly on the ground in the courtyard, his lips squirmed, and he screamed silently, mother, mother, mother, his eyes were full of longing.

The little boy avoided the servant and walked towards him with a smile on his own sharp knife, ten steps, nine steps, eight steps, seven steps, six steps, five steps, four steps, three steps, two steps, one step...

His smile froze on his face, and the hand holding the knife was bitten through by Deng. He started to cry really in pain. Screaming: "Let go of me, let go of me!" ”

Two of the four evil slaves hugged the little boy, and one crushed Deng Yan's chin. The other stabbed him in the spine.

The little boy claimed that he would execute Deng Yi with his own hands, so he stuffed him into a cage made of fine iron and locked him up for a whole month.

A month later, Deng Yi was pulled by ten people with a chain and sunk in the water of the Xiangjiang River, and the little boy sat on a tall horse with an arrow dipped in chili powder. One by one, hundreds of arrows were shot at him.

Deng Wei, who was hit by several arrows, was sunk into the river.

There was no despair or sadness in his eyes, only crazy joy.

He can finally go to see his mother. He's alive and well, even if it's a dog. He also worked hard to live.

It was the Song family who didn't let him live.

But his good wishes were shattered by Su Minhang.

Su Minxing also felt that he had fallen into blood mold.

Who would have thought that Qingzhou's daughter was so crazy that she chased him to jump into the river.

Jump, jump, and scoop up another dog cage, and there was a dying boy in the dog cage.

Bent the iron cage twice. Su Minhang carefully picked the boy out. Feed him a few drops of salty stuff and snatch him back from Hades' hands.

But the boy like a dog glared at him like a murderer of his mother, and the anger in his eyes made Su Minxing shiver.

"Hey, you don't want to be foolish. Do you have any family... Well, you're like this, and you definitely don't have a family to rely on. The handsome seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy frowned, "There are so many injuries on my body, and the blood has been flowing." I just touched it, and your spine is soft too. It's hard for you to live like this. Don't you have any unfulfilled wishes? ”

Deng Wei squinted slowly, he couldn't die, he had to keep his promise with his mother and live well. To be alive, of course, there will be unfulfilled wishes, but what does this have to do with him?

"Your body is already broken, and if you have to heal your injuries, you have to get rid of the necrotic flesh first, but you don't have a piece of good flesh on your body, and if you scrape it clean, you will become a bone, I just got a book of ancient medicine, and I am a little curious about whether the method of replacing bones in the book is advisable..."Su Minxing stared at Deng Yi slowly and said.

Deng Xiao lowered his eyes, "Try..."

Su Minxing's long and bright eyes suddenly flashed with dazzling brilliance, took off his robe and wrapped Deng Jiao, and rushed back to a small courtyard in Fengcheng overnight.

Su Minhang is the only one in the small courtyard, and the largest study room has three walls of rare grids, and thousands of altars and jars of different shapes are placed among the thousands of grids.

In the center of the study is a shelf of crystal clear bones.

After Su Minxing hung Deng Jiao's life, he fed him three bowls of old ginseng soup, and he tinkered in the small courtyard for two days and two nights, and finally put Deng Jiao into a huge bronze jar.

After a terrible scream, Deng Yan closed his mouth.

Su Minxing took off the cotton stuffed with his ears in confusion, and stared at Deng Yi with wide eyes on the edge of the tank, Deng Ji gritted his teeth, his lips were tightly formed into a thin line, and the flesh and blood were soaked in the pot, like the sound of being fried in boiling oil.

Su Minxing stretched out his hand to stroke his chin, but he felt the air and coughed again, "It's better to do this action when you grow a beard in the future." Boy, it's fried meat now, and you'll have to forge bones in a while, if you're really so capable, don't scream all the time! ”

Deng Yi raised his eyelids slightly, the corners of his lips twitched, and he closed his eyes again.

Mother, this liar said he could forge bones...

Let's try...

Blood stained the medicine jar red.

Deng was stunned and never screamed again.

Su Minhang dragged the dining table to the study. He often holds the rice bowl and stares at Deng Ji intently while picking up the rice.

The potion in the jar was changed from vat to vat after vat, and after seven days, Deng Yi was fished out by Su Minxing and placed on the side of the bone shelf, breaking his body up and down, and checking his skin inch by inch.

He used a piece of polished jade to study between his legs.

Deng opened his eyes, stretched out his legs and kicked Su Minxing, his hoarse voice like a throat burned by charcoal, "Get out!" You've got miles yourself. ”

"Clothes!" Deng curled up his legs, stretched out his hand and pointed at Su Minxing, and glared angrily: "Dead pervert, are you still watching?"

Su Minxing gestured to untie his belt, but Deng Shu closed his eyes in fright, "Get out." ”

There was a sound of touching in the study, and a purple shirt embroidered with moire and gold trim was thrown on Deng Yi's head, and he sat up, stretched out his hand and slowly methodically, while recalling the structure of the clothes, while wearing it.

Why are these shit clothes so hard to wear?

Ze clothes, Zen clothes, Yi clothes, undergarments, robes...

Su Minxing got up, seriously taught Deng Yi to distinguish clothes one by one, and then took off the clothes on his body and asked him to wear them one by one with him.

Deng Yan twisted his body impatiently, "Trouble." ”

Su Minxing put on his clothes again, tied his belt, straightened the jade crown on his head, and turned around to sit next to Deng Wei, "You are a human being, you have to learn how to wear human clothes!" You also have to learn how to be a polite and well-behaved person who is conducive to the society of the country! ”

Deng Yan's hand tearing at the Zen robe suddenly stopped, lowered his head, and did not move for a long time. (To be continued.) )