Crazy, crazy, crazy!

They were screaming hoarsely, scratching at something, weeping in pain, the liquid sliding down their cheeks, the blood oozing from their pores, and merging with the pots of potion.

Apple screamed as she listened.

Life doesn't make sense.

Like an ordinary school teacher, prepare a notebook, densely write a few days of lessons, and the head of the school is satisfied with himself. The morning sun was so warm, with kind thoughts, the head of the sect opened the small door of the wooden house, and let the light comfort the children who were struggling in pain, they had howled all day, and now they were tired, lifeless and paralyzed in their own medicine jars, like the rumored "bone drunk".

And this may be called "drug drunk"?

Rows and rows of blackened medicine jars contain dying people, and the special liquid medicine has a remarkable effect. After a simple count, compared to the number of people when Apple joined, it was more than half, and now there are only thirteen people.

They will undergo a qualitative change.

The smell of the smell made the head of the sect look happy, he had always thought that he was great, great for no reason.

Several children felt the light, their eyelids trembled, and tears spread all over their cheeks as far as the light could reach, along with the scars that had been reopened.

The soles of her feet were numb, and she couldn't move below her knees, and Apple looked up and coughed a few times in confusion. The skin around him is a little strange, obviously wearing clothes, but maybe it is because the potion has soaked the clothes, but he can't notice it.

The mind is dark, and what he thinks is nothing but bitterness.

It's bitter.

I accidentally drank the medicine in my mouth, it must be poisonous......

Slowly closing his eyes, he was lifeless, and his consciousness gradually withdrew from his body.

"Change the dressing."

In his weariness, he seemed to have been fished out and thrown on the ground. The medicine jar was replaced with soup, and Apple was thrown in again.

The inside of the jar is rough and large enough for an adult to curl up and hide.

Because of her thin stature, as soon as she sat down, the strong and pungent smell would wake her up alive, and then she would fall into a coma because of her weakness.

Time passed, and the sun was scorching.

After lunch, the head of the sect ordered his subordinates to drag them out of the medicine jar and throw them in the open space some distance apart.

The ground was scorching at noon, and the sun was fierce.

"Water ......"

Chapped lips burst skin.

The corpses of the thirteen new members were dried like corpses, and they were tormented for nearly an hour.

The children's superficial skin is whitish and quietly peels off.

"Splash water."

The head of the sect commanded his subordinates to bring buckets of water and rushed to them with their heads and faces.

In a short time, the skin was white to miserable white, and the thirteen people were surrounded by crumbs and dead skin.

The struggling lucidity seemed to drift away from the dream, the fragmented vision slicing at her fragile nerves.

……

The earth seemed to have lost its color, the air was full of the smell of meat, and when she looked up, she saw crimson crows, and the sound of something burning in her ears......

Several slender feathers floated, nearly half a meter long and almost obscuring all view.

With no support under her feet, the earth was a black abyssal crevice, and Apple flapped her wings in fear, her pupils trembling to realize that the large excessive feathers were coming from behind her.

"I'm—"

Many emerald vines grew rootless, forming a huge cage, imprisoning her layer after layer, and the crows screaming and tearing at the branches. She flexed her wings and saw the darkness envelop her.

No.

She looked out from the inside, out of the world.

A flame burns from your fingertips.

The fire burned away the vines and the caged bird......

……

After this work is completed, there are still nine people who can open their eyes at the end. The head of the sect looked at Apple, who was alive but unresponsive, and Nunu mouthed, and his subordinates moved her to a hut.

After all, it is the person named by Li Ransheng to take care of.

***

The lights are bright, and the Luo carp is a bream, and there are countless curiosities.

Peonies are blooming, graceful and luxurious, most of the female relatives admire the handsome son, but there are also women who throw flattery at the middle-aged and stable national teacher, at this time, the concubine who accompanies the national teacher will look at her or them magically, and suppress the momentum of the young ladies.

The grand banquet ended, and the distinguished figures who tasted it and had a good demeanor left one after another. The national teacher Le Qusen finally drank a few glasses of Qiong Yao jade liquid, politely declined the invitation of the Qinglou for one night, and walked out of the imperial garden with the concubine.

"Le Guoshi is really enviable."

"First of all, Mrs. He is the country...... And then the good story prostitute ......"

"The old man's daughter is actually ......" There are officials who plan to build momentum.

"Don't mention it!" The other older man beside him drank him, and the voice behind him became soft and soft, and became a whisper.

Le Qusen got into the car with the concubine, the two sat side by side, and there was a petty official outside the car who came to talk, he waved his hand and hastily ended the conversation, and the coachman drove the horse sensibly. The petty official chased a few steps, but the manuscript in his hand showing his eloquence still failed to hand in.

The carriage drove through Guansheng Street, and the snacks on the road should be Hu spicy soup, and the drooling fragrance swam into the carriage.

"Qu Sen, the concubine is very hungry and wants to eat spicy."

Hu spicy soup, made of fatty lamb and smooth noodles, the soup is rich and delicious.

At first, the national teacher didn't care, but then remembered something, and said: "Sour men and hot women, just add another daughter, Your Majesty's fifth prince is five years old this year, and it will be appropriate in a few years." ”

The concubine hid her face and smiled, her demeanor was still the same, and now it was thousands of times better than the position of the Oiran that she was thinking about and was robbed by Zhao Qian'er.

There was a jade hand in the curtain that lifted a corner and quietly looked outside, and the scene in front of him was fleeting, taking away Bai Xiuwen's gloomy past.

I saw the new people laughing, but I didn't see the old people crying.