Walking on the street, the sky of Hangzhou is displayed in front of everyone's eyes, is the unique pure blue of the south, the sun is also bright, although it is far from spring, but in the south, the four seasons are not very distinct, like this year, it has snowed a few times, it is already an anomaly. The snow melts, the sun shines, and it's as warm as spring in the blink of an eye. Walking on the long street, according to the winter dress, I already feel the heat.

took out a folding fan from his sleeve, opened it with a chic clatter, shook it gently, and then twisted his neck, so that the small wings that symbolized Xiucai on the back of his head flew happily, and Mao Yulong's heart was even more comfortable. Stepping into the car, he walked to the entrance of the vegetable market, ready to watch a murder for the first time in his life.

With a kind of joy, I watched the disappearance of a few lives, and it was a cruel means to make a few lives disappear, and the most important thing was that I was behind the scenes, so that people who should not have died disappeared lives, and these outrageous means did not make Mao Yulong feel guilty.

The end times are coming, countless lives will disappear for no reason, it will become a norm, there are so many no more, one less is not less, it doesn't matter at all.

Thinking of his indifference, Mao Yulong couldn't help but sigh, why did he be so indifferent to a living life, is he too inhumane to kill, although he didn't do it himself, but after all, because of himself, he aroused the greed of that group of corrupt officials and cool officials, and in the final analysis, he was the one who killed himself.

But Mao Yulong really didn't understand that he didn't feel a little guilty about such an ending, but had a sense of complacency, what was the reason

I summarized it carefully, but I had a little understanding. The reason is because I came through time, or because I am not a person of this era at all.

Since crossing over, I have worked hard to integrate into this society, become a part of this society, and hope that I can go with the flow and live the rest of my life with the encounter. However, what happened around me made me unable to really calm down. The bullying of the clansmen, the oppression of the family, the oppression of the local ruffians and hooligans, even if their lives have not yet entered the larger social circle, it is indeed all kinds of crises that have been forced to come, so that they have to deal with it mentally.

And the life of the mother and Xiaoya, as well as Xiaohuang, is their biggest burden and responsibility, every dark night, they will carry the burden, worrying about the firewood, rice, oil and salt after dawn, and the family's food and clothing.

In fact, his greatest desire to help his uncle change his fate and help this Ming Dynasty change his fate, in fact, it is all empty, dispensable ideals, how not to change and how to change is actually not a dime to do with himself, and no one persecuted himself, it is purely his own passion.

But let my mother enjoy her old age in peace, let Xiaoya marry out decently in the future, and let Xiaohuang no longer go out to hunt wild food, this is my real responsibility, and the responsibility is heavy.

In the face of the life that was about to be lost because of himself, Mao Yulong's explanation was that in his deep feelings, he was just a set in a game, not a life at all, but a little monster who had gained points in the game.

When he came to this world, although he could really feel his mother's love, Xiaoya's dependence, and Xiaohuang's hatred, an unreal feeling has always made him completely himself still in the illusion, in the game, and in the dream. From time to time, he felt a sense of worry. For example, now, an arrogant man stopped in front of him, Mao Yulong was not afraid of him and did not dare to step forward, but because he was really afraid that he would walk over and pass through his body like through the air, he was just a void. So now Mao Yulong has a habit, that is, whenever he talks to his mother, he likes to reach out and wrap his hand around your waist or shoulders, while showing his own family dependence, he also wants to let himself know that the mother in front of him is real and maternal love exists. looked at the little girl in front of him and let him know that the warmth of home exists, and he is not dreaming.

When will he be able to abandon this strange feeling, he doesn't know. But in the blink of an eye, we will know.

"You are the kid who wrote the legend of the White Snake" The gentleman who stood in front of him, with no one in his eyes, asked Mao Yulong loudly.

For such rudeness, with a paranoid self-preservation mentality, ready to see the excitement of killing, a feeling rose in Mao Yulong's heart to kill this person.

When this feeling rose to his heart, Mao Yulong startled himself, when did he become so ruthless but once this thought occupied his heart, the pleasure of murdering people with tricks would inexplicably linger again.

As a result, the next sentence of this gentleman dispelled his idea of killing, because he had determined that the person in front of him was likely to be his brother-in-law or brother-in-law in the future.

"What you wrote in it is not the legendary green snake and white snake at all, but my sister and sister, boy, what do you mean" This little gentleman grabbed Mao Yulong's collar tightly, and put his stinky mouth directly against Mao Yulong's face, and the taste in his mouth was even more stinky than stinky tofu.

Finally there was news from Yiren, so that Mao Yulong had already ignored the other party's bad mouth, and asked urgently, "What does this little brother's Taipu call where is your home, and what is your sister and sister's name?"

As a result, what answered him was a burst of punches and kicks, and the pain was solid, which made Mao Yulong finally have a sense of reality. was beaten, but he didn't get an answer from this gentleman, and then when the little gentleman was leaving, he raised a middle finger at Mao Yulong, "If you want to get news of my sister, you want to be beautiful." You remember, you toad, I'm going to see you once and hit once, and I won't be soft. Then he laughed arrogantly and walked away.

In the strange eyes of a group of onlookers, he struggled to get up, but he muttered unconvinced, "It is only natural for my brother-in-law to beat my brother-in-law, and when you have something to find my brother-in-law in the future, I will never help." ”

In the world, the brother-in-law is looking for his brother-in-law to do something, which is absolutely right, but Mao Yulong is ready to resolutely refuse to take revenge for not getting the news of Yiren in the end.

Then he looked at the people around and watched the excitement, Mao Yulong couldn't help but say proudly, "What do you see, I have a brother-in-law who has a gentleman, or a person who has a sister-in-law." ”

What kind of logic is this Looking at everyone's stunned expressions that they didn't understand, Mao Yulong wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and strode away proudly with two dark circles under his eyes.