Chapter 8: The Dark River Rock and the Drunken Awakening Stone
The little child looked at her in a daze and drank the glass of wine, but she couldn't shout a word in her throat. His chest kept rising and falling, thinking: Sister Shang, Sister Shang, you already know that what I said is true, but you are still willing to give it a try.
He didn't understand why Shang Xiang'er would drink that wine even though he knew that he wouldn't lie? But Shang Shang'er's blind eyes, which looked at him without any brilliance and seemed to contain infinite brilliance, seemed to be extremely bitter and tired of saying to him: If what you say is false, of course I should drink it; If...... What you say is true, then I ...... It should be drunk in one go.
Xiaozhi doesn't know what shape Sister Shang will be like after this glass of wine? He suddenly had a desire to hope that if this was poisonous wine, it would also be a very strong poisonous wine. Although he is small, he has undergone great changes, and he can also understand the mood that many adults can understand - if, if he suffers the most unbearable deception in this life, then will he be willing to drink the cup of poisonous wine in one gulp? Would you rather never wake up? Don't let this rare dream in a dirty life wake up easily?
What a heartache it would be to wake up.
And poison me a cup - it's better than the lifelong stalk, and I dare not think about the cold three watches of dreams!
After that glass of wine was down, Shang Shang'er's face had a painful look. But she closed her eyes gently, as if she was so tired of this world, so tired that she didn't want to look at it again. Gu Sanpi didn't know how she would react after this glass of wine, only to see Shang Shang'er gently pour it softly, and her clothes were thinly poured on such a cold stone. For a long moment, Gu Sanpi gently touched her skin with his hand, and seemed to notice that her skin was also cold.
The childish heart also cooled, and the little childish enthusiasm and immature fantasy that had been in his heart seemed to fall towards a bottomless abyss in the gradual coolness. The moon is like water, enveloping the last bit of heat in this world. The time was very long, and it seemed to be very short, Nagu Sanpi probed Shang Shang'er's snort, and then his hand froze, as if there was a trace of bitterness and powerlessness in his heart, and then he looked up and saw Xiao Zhi standing there in a daze, as if witnessing the most ironic innocence of his evil virtues. He suddenly became furious, jumped in front of Xiao Zhi, and slapped Xiao Zhi in the face: "Dead little ghost, almost ruined your old master's good business." ”
The little boy didn't move, but the immobility seemed to arouse Gu Sanpi's anger at him, a deliberately ignited anger born of fear to escape him. I saw him slap and slap on Xiaozhi's face, and scolded angrily: "Little cheap, little cheap!" You're a little! ”
Xiaozhi didn't cry a word, he looked at the merchant clothes on the stone in the moonlight, and felt that the last bit of attachment in his life had left him——。 What is life, after escaping such a chase for the rest of his life, is it to survive and face such a deception?
At this time, two people jumped into the garden, it was the white brother and the young brother. The two of them glanced at each other suspiciously, only to hear Brother Bai say in confusion: "What? Is she really dead? Am I mistaken? Didn't she come out of the Dark Turbulence? She doesn't have a drunken awakening stone on her? ”
Xiaozhi got this opportunity, broke free of Gu Sanpi, and jumped in front of Shang Shang'er. He didn't say a word, he didn't have a tear. He suddenly understood Sister Shangshang's last feeling. He finally got tired of this world, and saw him suddenly raise his head and say to the white brother and young brother: "I don't know what the drunken awakening stone is." ”
"But I know that you are from the East Secret - don't you want to make a contribution? The ready-made one has the greatest credit. ”
He gently flicked a hairpin from Shang Shang'er's hair. smiled lightly: "Are you Dongmi looking for a child?" His name is childish? - He's me, I'm childish. ”
He raised his eyes and looked at the moon in the sky - if he could help his mother, Wuyu'er, and Grandpa Yu, he could only do this.
The green brother and the white brother were surprised: "What you said is true?" ”
Xiaozhi smiled lightly: "Xiao Yuzheng is my father, Pei Hongli is my mother, only I know where "Liver and Gall Record" is." But I was separated from her. ”
The corner of his lips smiled bitterly: "I fell into the Yangtze River." ”
Seeing that Brother Bai was about to leap forward, he suddenly stabbed the sharp wooden hairpin into the throat with all his might-that's it, that's it-Daddy, Xiaozhi is too young, it's too late to grow up, it's too late to fight with this filthy world like you, just let me run away and be with Sister Shangshang.
Brother Bai's expression changed, his hand was waved, and a ring was punched out, which deflected the childish hand, but the hairpin still pierced into his small neck crookedly. Blood flowed down his neck, drop by drop, falling down and dripping into the corners of Shang Shang'er's slightly opened lips.
Xiaozhi wanted to stab again, but Brother Bai had already leaped in, snatched the wooden hairpin from his hand, and said with a cruel smile: "Boy, if you lose the east, you will get the mulberry, it is so easy to make a big achievement, I haven't built it yet, you want to die?" ”
Xiaozhi lost a lot of blood, he raised his eyes quietly, could it be that in this world, death is not so easy?