Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Crow's Past

The morning call of the birds outside reminds me that the early birds have begun to forage for food.

Shang Wu slowly opened his eyes, felt sore, wanted to get up and sit up, suddenly felt something pressing on his chest, hooked his head and looked over, a delicate face was lying on his chest, this face was really beautiful, Shang Wu looked a little stunned in a daze.

Looking at this delicate face, Shang Wu looked very much like just looking at it quietly, and had been quietly admiring this delicate face.

Suddenly, there was some movement in the eyelashes of this delicate face, Shang Wu quickly closed his eyes, and the delicate face beside him found himself looking at her.

Only then did Shang Wu realize that he was naked, and he didn't even wear the bedclothes that he slept in when he was sleeping, and this delicate woman was also pressed naked on his body, and he could obviously feel that there were two soft balls pressing on his abdomen, and with the strange fragrance left by the fierce battle between the two in the carriage, his face suddenly became hot.

Not long after Shang Wu closed his eyes, the delicate beauty wrapped her hands around herself, changed from holding herself to supporting her body to sit up with her head and body, and then listened to the soft moans of getting up and stretching her waist.

Shang Wu was suddenly under great pressure, and the beauty was beside him but he couldn't look at it, and he couldn't let the beauty find that he was pretending to be asleep and had to maintain a posture of not moving, because of the nervous breathing, he was deliberately pressed very low, so that the rise and fall of his chest was significantly not obvious, and it was because of this deliberate pretending to sleep that Shang Wu felt that it was becoming more and more difficult to breathe.

Just when Shang Wu couldn't hold on, a gentle wind blew in his ears:

"Don't sleep, get up." The sound is very good, and good things are like heaven.

Shang Wu knew that he couldn't pretend to be over, so he said:

"And ask the girl to get dressed." Shang Wu said cautiously like a child who was caught doing something wrong.

"Hehe, what are you shy about seeing it all." Said with a silver bell-like smile

"Alright, get up, I'm dressed." After the jingling sound of the whole clothes and clothes, the beautiful voice of the beautiful woman sounded again.

Shang Wu slowly leaned on the carriage to sit up, after two consecutive nights of fierce fighting, although Shang Wu was a good age, but after all, he was weak and had obvious soreness and pain in his body after two nights of madness.

When Shang Wu's eyes looked at the only person in the carriage except himself again, he was suddenly a little stunned and said in disbelief:

"You're a crow?" Shang Wu said uncertainly, the only thing that resembled the person in front of him and the crow was the clothes on his body.

"Of course I'm a crow, I'm pretty, don't you suffer." The crow leaned his head closer to Shang Wu and said with a smile on his face.

Shang Wu was suddenly approached by the crow in front of him, and leaned back to the carriage at a loss, and the crow felt that Shang Wu was very interesting and leaned in, so he kissed Shang Wu's lips.

Shang Wu's eyes widened in shock, and his head went blank in an instant.

The crow seemed to be deliberate, and after the four lips touched, he was not in a hurry to separate, but instead sucked and bit on Shang Wu's lips, and Shang Wu was stunned that he didn't have time to be in a daze, so he quickly found a place to hide.

"Alright, alright, no more fuss. Do you have a lot of questions you want to ask. It was very interesting for the crow to watch Shang Wu shrink in the corner like a little daughter-in-law after being abused by the family.

"That's not how I usually talk." The crow put away the good voice of nature and replaced it with the voice of an ordinary woman.

At this time, Shang Wu was completely like a chicken eating chaff and counted his head.

"Where to start, this story is a bit long, and I'm about to rush later, so I'll make a long story short." The crow said calmly.

"Originally, my grandmother and I lived in an ancient tribe, and the life at that time was simple and happy, and I had endless happy things with my grandmother every day, and I also learned witchcraft and sacrifices with my grandmother." The crow lifted the curtain and looked into the distance, reminiscing, a happy smile on the corner of his mouth

"Until one day, the youngest son of the old tribal leader touched off my mask in a frivolous manner after a sacrifice, he looked at my face in a daze, and then stretched out his hand as if dragging me to his big tent, just as he was about to drag me off the altar, it was my grandmother who rescued me, and reprimanded him fiercely, and asked the old tribal leader to whip him." The crow began to frown slightly

"After that, he began to hold a grudge against me and my grandmother, and three months later the old tribal leader died suddenly, and that night my grandma and I were invited by the guards, and they asked my grandmother to preside over the old tribal leader's posthumous affairs and divination which old tribal leader's son or son-in-law could succeed him." The crow's brow furrowed even deeper.

"Just when Grandma invited the ghosts and gods of the Quartet to divinate the succession to the tribal leader, the guard of the youngest son of the old tribal leader suddenly broke in, and suddenly the whole sacrificial tent was in chaos, and the youngest son of the old tribal leader was still thinking about me, and he took me over to resist on his shoulder and ran, Grandma hurriedly came up to stop him, and he slashed at Grandma with a sword, and Grandma was immediately cut to the ground, and the guards of several other tribal leaders who were candidates for succession rushed over, and he fled regardless of me." The crow's eyes began to get wet.

"Seeing my grandmother lying in a pool of blood, I cried and couldn't speak, my grandmother endured the pain and comforted me not to be sad, she told me that the tribe was in turmoil and that man-made disasters were coming, and I couldn't stay for a long time, so I ran for my life, I refused to leave my grandmother at that time, and my grandmother only had to force me to swear to leave." The crow's tears flowed down like a torrential rain.

Shang Wu wanted to step forward to comfort him, but he didn't know what to say, maybe it would be better for her to cry out and think about it, so he just stretched out his hands and kept wiping his tears on the crow's face.

"Grandma also explained to me that I must be dirty, I must not look at people beautifully, and I must not rise in the crowd to live my life safely, and I also explained that I should not trust men too much, if I like a man, I will secretly have a girl with him to pass on the witchcraft of our lineage, and do not entangle powerful men, good things must be fought for, and some people will cause trouble, even if they are fighting for men." The crow suddenly couldn't help but hug Shang Wu and said while crying in a low voice.

"It's that I didn't listen to my grandmother's words, I actually fell in love with you, although you are not very strong, but you are very wise, the whole convoy does not have those oppressive and bloody conflicts, it is very peaceful, just like beside grandma, the old man of the convoy is also very kind and will understand me and sew clothes for me, which is why I am willing to stay."

"Later, I secretly held a sacrificial sacrifice, and the result of the divination was that there would be a relationship and an heir between you and me, and I thought at that time that since this was the time of heaven, even if I didn't listen to my grandmother, I would have some entanglement with you."

"Do you think I'm a very self-loving woman, isn't it a very unbearable thing to post such a lowly upside down." The crow's cry suddenly stopped, but Shang Wu felt that his heart was very heavy, and he felt that if he answered badly, he would definitely break the crow's heart.