Tang Ye Xiaobei withdrew his hand, frowned and sighed, "Alas, the toxicity of my body is much stronger, and I will only be poisoned if an ant bites me before......"

The people of the snake clan were shocked and looked at this beautiful little boy in horror, and before the little boy approached them, everyone suddenly disappeared without a trace.

I thought I could meet a delicious human, but who knows, but it is a monster that is even more terrifying than a poisonous snake......

Tang Ye Xiaobei looked at the empty snow, blinked his eyes, and only turned around and slowly took out Zi Sang Ye.

Zi Sangye, who was covered in snow, was still unconscious when he slept, and Tang Ye Xiaobei dragged the bracket and still walked on the snow.

"Daddy, I know, you miss your mother very much, and my sister and I miss your mother very much. But my mother is dead. Grandpa Taishang Laojun said that my mother is not a person who belongs to this world, so it is useless for us to think about it. Daddy, it's very hard for me to take care of you, I can't take care of my sister anymore, so I entrust my sister to Uncle Liuxi to take care of, Uncle Liuxi is actually a good person, he has been coming to see you all the years when you have been drunk......"

Tang Ye Xiaobei stopped and let go of the rope on his shoulder, he turned around and looked at Zi Sangye, who was as handsome as a sculpture in the wind and snow, sitting next to Zi Sangye, he howled and cried.

"Daddy, wake up soon, my sister and I don't have a mother anymore, Daddy, we need your care, my sister and I haven't grown up for fifty years, Daddy, Daddy ......"

Tang Ye Xiaobei cried very sadly, tears wet his little face, he opened his mouth, and cried like a child on the snow.

He's actually just a five-year-old kid......

Enough crying, Tang Ye Xiaobei raised his sleeves to wipe away his tears, stretched out his thin arm, wiped the snow on Zi Sangye's face, patted Zi Sangye's cheek, the little guy choked, "Don't worry, Daddy, even if there is no mother, Xiaobei will take care of Daddy and take care of her sister......"

At this time, the wind and snow seemed to be bigger, and the hazy sky was whistling and rolling up a whirlwind, and in the blurred snow, Tang Ye Xiaobei propped up his thin body, dragged the rope, and walked towards the outside world step by step.

The human world, the imperial capital.

The bustling crowd, the people are gorgeously dressed, there are jugglers under the overpass, there are stalls of noodle kneaders on the side of the road, and there are steaming buns.

Tang Ye Xiaobei looked at the steaming buns and swallowed his saliva, he hadn't eaten a good meal since he was hatched, did this bun taste the same as what he ate in his mother's belly?

"Kid, do you want to buy buns?" The boss watched Tang Ye Xiaobei swallow saliva at the bun, and walked over and asked.

Tang Ye Xiaobei looked up at the boss, the boss was kind and kind, without the slightest discriminatory expression, he lowered his head, shook his head, and then wanted to leave.

If this boss dares to discriminate against him, or maybe sarcastically mock him, he will use magic to trick him and take away his buns, but with such kind eyes, he can't bear to steal his buns.

As soon as the boss saw that this beautiful little boy was the backbone of the master, he immediately grabbed the little boy, picked up two buns from the hot stove, and handed them to Tang Ye Xiaobei.

Looking at the steaming buns, Tang Ye Xiaobei still shook his head, he understood the truth of not eating the food that came to him, although he was a half-demon, he couldn't embarrass his father.

Leaving the stall selling steamed buns, he saw a crowd of people gathered in front of him. It turns out that there is a little girl here who is selling her body to bury her father. The little girl looked like she was about five years old, her eyes looked around timidly, she had a straw stuck in her head, she was dressed in a white filial piety robe, and in front of her lay the corpse of an old peasant.

"It's really pitiful, at a young age, I have no relatives......" The people next to him all shook their heads and sighed. Then someone threw away a bag of silver, and then took out the deed of sale, and asked the little girl to press a handprint, and the little girl understood that someone was willing to buy her, and she was very grateful.

Tang Ye Xiaobei looked at all this in surprise, money, can you still make money like this?

He doesn't have the kind of spell that turns stones into gold, but he can make money.

So, soon, such a scene appeared on the street again.

A beautiful and incredible little boy knelt there with a tattered stand in front of him.

On the stand lay a man in a silver shirt, motionless and covered with a white cloth. Four big words were written in front of it, "Sell yourself to bury your father!" ”

The little boy quickly attracted the attention of the people around him, because he was such a good-looking child. It's so rare, pink and tender cheeks. Flapping big eyes. Dressed in white linen clothes, and that cunning and agile temperament.

Many people next to him bet that this must be the child of a wealthy and noble family. But the family fell in the middle of the road, and this is the end of selling himself to bury his father.

Many people were willing to pay for Tang Ye Xiaobei, but Tang Ye Xiaobei knelt there. Watch the people around you give money. In addition to curiosity, more indifference.

"I paid ten taels of silver to buy his ......" It was an immature Tongyin who spoke, and everyone looked towards Tongyin. It turned out to be a little girl about eight years old. The little girl wears two pigtails. raised the corners of his mouth and looked proudly at Tang Ye Xiaobei who was kneeling on the ground.

"Linglong. Don't mess around! A child about ten years old next to him shouted to stop him. The two were followed by several house slaves, and as soon as they looked at their clothes, they knew that they had a good family background.

"Brother. Let's help him, look at him, it's so pitiful! The little girl shook the arm of the little boy next to her and said coquettishly.

This girl's name is Li Linglong, a descendant of the general of Zhenguo, it is said that there is still royal blood in the blood, after all, this country is still the country of the Li family.

"He's all demonic, and his origin is unknown at first glance, don't pay attention to him, let's go!" The boy grabbed the girl's hand, and as he spoke, he dragged the little girl to leave.

The boy's name is Li Changfeng, he is the son-in-law of the Zhenguo General's Mansion, and he is also the person who will inherit the Zhenguo General's Mansion in the future.

Tang Ye Xiaobei looked at the brother and sister curiously, just kneeling there, blinking her smart eyes.

"Brother, he has no family at such a young age, it's really pitiful, look at him, good, how can there be demonic spirit, brother, brother......" The little girl refused to leave, dragging the little boy's arm, and was coquettish.

The little boy had no choice but to stand there, looking back at Tang Ye Xiaobei, his cold gaze glanced at Tang Ye Xiaobei, and asked coldly, "The person on this ground is your father?" ”

Tang Ye Xiaobei nodded and didn't speak, but his eyes were always on Li Linglong with pigtails behind him.

"Your father, how did he die?" The little boy gritted his teeth and looked at Tang Ye Xiaobei fixedly.

Tang Ye Xiaobei looked at Li Linglong without blinking, and blurted out, "Frozen ......"

The little boy snorted coldly, squatted, and poked out two fingers to try the corpse under the white cloth, and it was really cold and bitter.

"Give him the silver, help him bury his father, and let him leave the imperial capital quickly......" The little boy frowned and said to the house slave behind him.

The house slave only promised, threw two ingots of silver to Tang Ye Xiaobei, and then immediately helped Tang Ye Xiaobei carry the body of his son Sang Ye.

Tang Ye Xiaobei's eyes have been on Li Changfeng and Li Linglong, who are leaving, and he has a hunch that they will meet again, this little girl who is about eight years old, and Li Changfeng, who is about ten years old.

"Little friend, what's your father's name, I'll help your father erect a monument......" A house slave asked Tang Ye Xiaobeidao.

Tang Ye Xiaobei's gaze was still glued to the two people who had already walked away, and he didn't look back, "Zi Sang Ye ......"

The name Zi Sangye seems to be a stone thrown into the lake, stirring up layers of waves. Ten-year-old Li Changfeng, when he heard this name, suddenly replied, his sharp eyes swept over Tang Ye Xiaobei, and on his perfect cheeks, a wisp of beauty was blown by the breeze.

Such a glance, who had been waiting for a thousand years, pursed his lips back, put his hands behind his back, and walked in the direction of the Zhenguo General's Mansion without hesitation.

The general's mansion and strict family education are well known in the imperial capital.

If you don't look at a son and a young lady in the house, just look at these house slaves, you can understand a thing or two.

This slave is very thoughtful, digging a pit is more than ten feet, the coffin is a good nanmu, the stele is also a smooth marble stele, and there are three words neatly engraved on it, Zi Sangye......

Tang Ye Xiaobei gnawed on the meat-stuffed bun he had coveted for a long time, and quietly watched the house slave do things, until the coffin was sealed and the tomb was erected, he remembered that his father was just drunk, and he was not dead......

How could a demon who had been on the Tao for tens of thousands of years die so easily.

He actually sold his father for a few meat-stuffed buns......

Nibbling on the fragrant meat-stuffed buns, he didn't feel the slightest sense of guilt, and when his father slept enough, he would naturally crawl out of the grave.

The busy house slave looked at Tang Ye Xiaobei, who was eating steamed buns without heart and lungs, and only sighed helplessly.

This kid, I'm afraid I'm hungry and stupid, I've already eaten about ten catties of buns, and still eats? He's not afraid of breaking?

Besides, this own father has just been in the ground, and he can eat it?

After picking up everything, the house slave patted the floating soil on his hand and said to Tang Ye Xiaobei, "Little boy, your father has been buried, and the young master ordered us to send you out of the city, I see, you better leave overnight......"

Tang Ye Xiaobei nodded, his small mouth was still gnawing on the bun, he stood up, glanced at the grave, and then left with the house slave.

It is not unreasonable for Li Changfeng to let Tang Ye Xiaobei leave, in this dirty imperial capital, male style is prevalent, and if a beautiful child like Tang Ye Xiaobei falls into the hands of bad people, I am afraid that he will only end up as a plaything.

Tang Ye Xiaobei sat in the carriage, next to the buns exchanged for Zi Sang Ye, he gnawed one after another, but what came to his mind was Li Linglong's lovely smiling face, her smile was very similar to that of a mother, gentle, naughty, with a hint of cunning......

Ten years later—

The outskirts of the imperial capital, Wulipo. This was originally a mass grave, but later some poor people also buried their deceased family members here, and casually installed tombstones, and the mass grave was no longer a mass grave, but it was still much worse than the regular cemetery.

In the middle of the night, the ghost fire is faint, the white cloth hanging on the trees is whining in the wind, and there are people who are rushing by at night, and this desolate scene is already daunting.

There was a strange noise nearby, seemingly from underground, and the man looked down, the orange light darkening the graveyard beneath his feet.

The old trees next to it, the dry shadows shone on the ground, the shabby white cloth still swayed in the wind, and the jackdaws swept low and let out a terrifying cry.

No matter how bold he was, the night rider wiped his sweat in fright, and he continued to walk forward with the lantern, hoping to get out of this cold place as soon as possible.

The strange noise continued, and the man returned, but there was nothing behind him, and when he listened carefully, the sound had disappeared without a trace, and in its place, there was a desolate and dead silence.

He raised his courage, what are you afraid of, at the feet of this son of heaven, there is the son of the Zhenguo General's Mansion in charge, what are you afraid of him?

So the man took a few more steps forward, but it didn't matter if he didn't go, as soon as he left, his frightened soul was gone.

I saw a desolate grave not far ahead, and the tomb soil on it actually trembled, as if something was about to break through the soil.

His frightened hands couldn't stop trembling, his legs were like chaff, and he said in his heart, wouldn't he really be so unlucky, and he couldn't meet a corpse in the middle of the night?

Although it was not far away, because the night was dark, he couldn't see what words were written on the tombstone, but looking at the tomb, to say the least, there were ten years, the tombstone had been tilted, and it had sunk into the ground, and faintly, he saw a sub-word......

I didn't have time to look closely, the sound of the grave was louder, and then there was a "bang", and a big pit exploded in the cemetery, and a ghost dressed in white and with scattered hair walked out, and the ghost was already covered with thick moss, and its head was tangled together, and it exuded a smell of earth.

The night rider could no longer calm down and shouted, "Hell, ......"

The lantern in his hand fell to the ground, and he didn't bother to pick it up, so he turned around and fled in panic.

Zi Sang Ye looked at all this in confusion, his sleepy eyes, his handsome face was stained with thick soil, because he had been buried in the ground for a long time, moss grew on his body.

He didn't know how long he had been asleep, and he had been drunk for at least ten years......

Expressionless, he walked to a nearby lake, stripped naked, and began to take a bath.

The well-textured head was already knotted, and the smell of earth was everywhere, and he frowned, he had always loved cleanliness, and he couldn't stand his unpleasant smell.

He sank into the water, the moonlight reflected through the surface of the lake, and he looked up at the moon in the sky.

The crooked crescent moon seems to be a beauty's eyes, but the cold light teaches people to chill half of their hearts.

He thought of the baby again, when Tang Baobao was laughing, her eyes would also squint into crescents, she was actually very beautiful, her eyes were very bright, and she always carried a kind of carefree happiness, which could infect others.

It's just that after being with him later, she never smiled so carefree again......

The pain in his heart made him almost suffocate, so he sank into the water, quietly looking at the curved moon in the sky.

There was a sound of footsteps around, followed by the shouting of people, "This is it, this is it, I saw him walk in this direction with my own eyes......"

"Look, it's this dress, and the ghost is wearing it......" shouted louder on the shore.

Zi Sangye glanced at the shore, and then broke out of the water, his thin and resolute face, water droplets slid down, and his handsome cheeks looked like poppies in the dark night, and the beauty was demagogic.

Everyone stood by the river with weapons in hand, stunned, is this kind of beauty really something that humans can have?

I saw that the man in the lake had a wet head, and a few wisps of wetness were on his cheeks, which made him even more demonic. His skin was as smooth as jade, and his naked/naked upper body reflected a pearl-like sheen in the moonlight, from his eyebrows to his eyes, to his nose and lips, there was nothing imperfect to the extreme.

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