Chongyang's bad taste, the sharp blades on the iron cage are designed to be of different lengths, in order to avoid the sharp blades, Qingsha stiffened in a posture similar to Zamabu, and at a glance he knew that this posture was very tiring.

No one cared for him for most of the day, his feet should be numb, and his waist should be sore. If Chongyang ignores him, sooner or later, he will not be able to hold on to hit the edge of the blade, and the poison will invade his body and die, it is only a matter of time.

In such a situation, Qingsha was not in a hurry to get rid of it, and stubbornly looked at Chongyang.

At this moment, he was still in the mood to chat, and he insisted on speaking quickly.

"Red Luo is dead." Chongyang brushed his hair and leaned against the windowsill.

Qingsha said disdainfully: "You are a liar!" ”

Chongyang looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, and said in a calm tone: "Whether you believe it or not, Hong Luo is dead when he is dead, not only Hong Luo is dead, but Hong Fucheng is also dead." When I found them in the mountains, the two of them were attacked by wolves, and they were completely naked, and they were identified by the tokens on their bodies, and finally, I buried them with my own hands. ”

Qingsha sneered, "A man of lies. ”

Ignoring Qingsha's sneer, Chongyang continued: "Also that day, I rescued a little girl who called herself Uncle Hong and called Hongye. Uncle Hong is Momiji's father, and the two of them went into the mountain to avoid robbers, and they heard that there was a temple called Heshan Temple in the mountain, and they wanted to take refuge. On the way to Heshan Temple, Uncle Hong had several fights with robbers, was seriously injured, and was also poisoned, with the passage of time, the poison penetrated, Uncle Hong lost sight in one eye, deafness in one ear, and was lost in the mountains. ”

Despite this, Uncle Hong still took the red leaves to grope in the mountains, looking for hope for life. When I found them, it was one night, they were surrounded by wolves, Uncle Hong was unconscious, and Red Ye curled up in Uncle Hong's arms and stared at the wolves with a frightened face, waiting for death. ”

"Fortunately, that day, my stupid dog found them before the wolf, found me first, and took me to the accident site, and finally Hongye and Uncle Hong were rescued by us."

"The master of the temple showed Uncle Hong the wounds, many tendons and veins were broken, many injuries were visible to the bones, those wounds had long been festering, the master said that it was a miracle that he was still alive like this. Traumatic injuries are difficult to treat, and if they are healed, they will leave sequelae, and they may be lame, and they may no longer be able to use force. But the most troublesome thing is the poison in Uncle Hong's body, the master used various methods, but the poison still couldn't be cleaned up, and Uncle Hong fell into an endless coma. ”

"Momiji was the one I cleaned up, and when I took off her shoes and saw one of her feet, I was moved. The originally white and tender feet were covered with blisters, the blisters burst, and there were pus, but Hongye didn't cry out of pain, even when I cleaned the wound and gave her medicine, she just frowned and didn't shout. ”

"If you clean your feet, you'll have your hands. Her small hands were covered with large and small wounds, blistered open, and one by one her mouth was open, and the flesh and bone wounds could be seen, and Momiji said that she was cut by stones and weeds when climbing the mountain. ”

"Seeing that the red leaves were pitiful, the master in the temple took in the father and daughter, and the red leaves and Uncle Hong lived in the temple."

"Uncle Hong is unconscious, I don't know if I will wake up, Momiji usually takes care of it, and every time he is alone at night, because of what he has experienced, Momiji is afraid of the dark and dare not sleep. During the day she had to work, she didn't want to eat for nothing, she often helped to do things, and she didn't dare to sleep at night, and a few days later, on a thunderstorm night, I went to check the room, only to find out her secret. ”

"On the night of the thunderstorm, I shouted for a long time, but she didn't answer me, let me look for a long time, and when I found her, she was huddled in the corner shivering. She didn't hear my shouting, didn't notice my coming, and when I pushed her, she lifted her pale face.

When she saw someone, she pounced and cried bitterly. Momiji is a lively and laughing child, often clinging to me, the first time I saw her crying, the first time I saw her so scared, that night I knew that she was afraid of the night, afraid of thunderstorms, and I also knew that she had not slept peacefully for a long time. ”

"We actually found out that her eyes were bloodshot and the shadows under her eyes were thick, but she was sad that her father couldn't wake up, and she didn't think in any other direction."

Qingsha pursed his lips and listened without saying a word.

"Uncle Hong, I woke up a few months ago, my martial arts were lost, and my hands and feet were not numb, and now he is farming in the temple, and his life is very dull, but he is also stable, Uncle Hong said that such a day is very good. I cultivated the autumn leaves single-handedly, and now follow me down the mountain to see the world, not how happy I am, at least happy. ”

Chongyang finished talking about the past, and his eyes fell on Qingsha, "Hongluo Hongfucheng is dead, died on the mountain road to Heshan Temple, although this matter is very regrettable, but these two people have tried very hard to live, but fate is like this." ”

Qingsha was silent for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking, the only thing that was certain was that he would never believe Chongyang's nonsense.

Qingsha raised his head and said coldly: "Red leaves are red Luo, you are quibbling." ”

Chongyang smiled, "No matter what you think, I once told Momiji that I saved her life, her life is mine, and you have to listen to me." The moment I rescued her, Hongluo died, the Hongluo I buried, the Hongye I rescued, you have an opinion, but who cares, who makes you not by her side when she needs you the most, who makes you incapable of protecting her. Because of your incompetence, your red Luo is dead, my red leaves, you want to do it, don't blame me for being unreasonable. ”

didn't want Qingsha to believe anything, Chongyang said so much just to tell him that Momiji's life was not easy, and he was not the only one who was haunted by the past.

"So, what about your answer?"

The third time she asked, and it would be the last, Chongyang's cold eyes had already shown her determination.

Cold sweat soaked his back, Qingsha's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he was already in a state where he couldn't last long. Qingsha was silent for a while, and asked, "Doesn't she want revenge?" ”

Chongyang said very simply: "I don't want to, I can't, I don't agree." ”

Qingsha was silent again.

At this moment, Qingsha thought a lot, and there was a passing hatred in his eyes. He understood why Momiji didn't want to take revenge, because her father was alive, unlike his family, which was all dead; Because her relatives are still around, they are all by her side, and the people who died for her before are nothing, they are all people who are not related by blood, and they are all dead, how can they compare to the people who are by her side now, and which is more important than the happy life she is living now.

After a while, he said, "yes, I see." I'm not going to come to her. ”

Chongyang came to the iron cage, and before pressing the mechanism, she said: "You can complain, you can hate, but when you choose the path you want to take and make a position for yourself, you should know who you will die for sooner or later." When you die, that is also the path you have chosen, and you can't blame others. ”

An inconspicuous border on the iron cage was pressed, and the sharp blades on the iron cage hung down, and the iron cage fell and spread on the ground.

It is said that it is an iron cage, more like the skeleton of a lantern, and Chongyang already has a plan to use waste. As long as you put paper on the outside of the iron cage and decorate it as a lantern and put it in the courtyard, you can use it as a large lantern for those literati and scholars.

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