In the past few days, many big people have a lot of opinions on the blood shadow.,Think about it carefully.,Some of the settings haven't been written yet.,I'll open another chapter.,Probably explain the origin of the blood shadow and why he hates Xiangyun for Huihui. Actually, this article went out a little early.,If it's out in a few days.,Combined with the back, it will look better.,That's it.,It's not too long to go out of the palace.,Please continue to support you.,Finally, ask for a monthly pass~~HOHO~~

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Shunzhi two years Nanjing

"Mother, why are we running away?" In the galloping carriage, an eleven or twelve-year-old boy snuggled into the arms of a beautiful woman and asked softly.

The beautiful woman touched her son's handsome little face and said with a smile: "Our home has been occupied by bad people, so we have to find a better place to build another home." ”

The boy nodded, no longer asked, and his eyes fell on a girl in the same carriage, about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a beautiful face, sitting there, not squinting, and there was no trace of messiness in her hair, the boy did not know her.

"Stop!"

There was a rough roar outside the carriage, the carriage stopped, and the old butler's voice sounded, "Official, our family is in business, and we can't do business in this chaos, aren't you in a hurry to go back to your hometown, these silver still hope that the official will smile and accept it, and ask the official to raise his noble hand." ”

After a few metal collisions, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a man with shaved forehead hair and a braid around his neck poked his head in, and the boy shrank into the arms of the beautiful woman, and the man looked around, his eyes fell on the girl, and he smacked his lips and said, "What business?" I think you are the rebels, especially this little lady, quite suspicious, get off! ”

As soon as he shouted, several officers and soldiers around him who were also dressed up came in one after another, "Not bad, get out of the car and be checked!" ”

The girl's face was cold, and she was about to have a seizure, but she was held down by a man about forty years old next to her, who took out a silver bag and smiled at the official soldier: "The official said that he was joking, this is a little girl, she has never been out, how can she be a rebel." ”

The official soldier still refused to give up after receiving the silver bag, and at this moment, someone in the distance shouted: "Caught the princess of Nanming!" ”

When the officers and soldiers heard this, they didn't care about any inspection, and rode away quickly, for fear that they would be late and lose the credit.

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly ordered the butler to drive, the speed of the carriage gradually accelerated, the boy poked his head out of his mother's arms, and looked in the direction of the officer's running along the gap in the carriage, and suddenly his eyes widened, and he pulled his mother and said, "Mother, that's not a princess, it's a sister!" ”

Before he finished speaking, he was slapped by a middle-aged man, and the man said in a deep voice: "Your sister is here, and it is the princess who was arrested, not your sister!" ”

The boy looked at his mother aggrievedly, he didn't understand, the one who was dressed in a fancy costume and surrounded by those officers was obviously his sister, why did his father say no? The girl in front of me, I don't know her at all, why do you say that she is my sister?

With tears in her eyes, the beautiful woman touched the boy's head and said, "Ling'er, you don't understand it now, but when you grow up, you will understand." ”

The boy looked into the distance, his sister had been dragged out of the carriage by those officers, and her sleeves had been torn off, revealing her snow-white arms, he saw his sister crying, but no one went to save her, his tears couldn't stop flowing, he knew that his sister would not accompany him in the future, would not tell him stories, and would not buy him sugar gourds to eat. He looked at the indifferent girl in front of him and suddenly understood something, "You...... It's the princess......

As soon as the words came out, the boy's mouth was tightly covered by his mother, and the man on the side opened his eyes angrily, and the beautiful woman said: "Master, Ling'er is still young, I will watch him in the future." ”

The girl glanced at the boy and said coldly: "It is her honor for your sister to pretend to be a princess to attract the attention of the Qing army, even if she is dead, she is also loyal to the country." ”

The boy's waist hurt, it was his mother's hand, the mother's face did not dare to show the slightest grief, but the nails were deeply sunk into the son's flesh, the boy did not exhale pain, he clenched his hand tightly, his eyes stared at his father motionlessly, at this moment, he hated his father.

The middle-aged man looked at the boy and said, "Ling'er, remember, those Tartars are your enemies, they not only ruined our country, but also ruined our home, you must be loyal to the country in the future, and then avenge your sister!" ”

Avenge! Avenge! Avenge!

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"Sister...... Don't! An exclamation, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy sat up from the bed, his helpless face was full of sweat, he looked around in horror, and took a long breath after seeing the environment clearly, it was a dream, he had this dream countless times in the past two years, his sister's miserable face and cries for help kept flashing in his mind, the princess said, that was his sister's honor, the young man raised the corners of his mouth self-deprecatingly, two years, he fled with his parents from Nanjing to Guangdong, and from Guangdong to Yunnan, King Fu, King Tang to King Lu, oh, no, Now it should be the Yongli Emperor.

"Ling'er, are you alright?" The young man's mother pushed the door in, looked at the mother's worried face and smiled youngly: "Mother, the child is fine." ”

"It's useless!" A loud shout came from the doorway, "How can a dignified man often be frightened by nightmares and exclaim? A middle-aged man came up to the young man, "Ling'er, I have decided to let you go to the Blood Cloak Hall to be trained, practice your skills, and contribute to the country in the future." ”

"No!" The young man's mother exclaimed, "It's not a place for people to go, nine out of ten children can't come back, master, we only have one son, Ling'er, how can you ......bear it?"

The man shook his hand, "It is precisely because we only have one son that I can't watch him fall, the country is at the time of employing people, and our family has been loyal to the Ming Dynasty for generations, how can we retreat at this time?" ”

The beautiful woman shook her head again and again, sat on the edge of the bed and hugged the young man, "I won't let Ling'er go." ”

The man shouted angrily: "What do women understand! ”

The boy stopped his mother, for a few years he deeply understood his father's character, he only had Da Ming in his mind, if his mother stopped him again, he could not guarantee that his father would not do anything, just like when he agreed to replace the princess with his sister.

The young man took a deep breath, looked into his father's eyes and said in a deep voice, "Dad, you are ...... to my sister Have you ever felt guilty? ”

The man's face was a little distorted, and he was silent for a long time before he said, "Bing'er is also my daughter, how can I ...... No heartache! Blame only those Tartars, if it weren't for them, your sister would have died a tragic death! ”

The beautiful woman couldn't cry anymore when she heard this, and two lines of tears flowed from the young man's eyes, "Okay, I'll go to the Blood Clothes Hall." ”

The Bloody Clothes Hall is a mysterious institution, the hall owner is named Bloody Clothes, proficient in the art of war and martial arts, and is only willing to listen to the dispatch of King Lu, and the establishment of the Bloody Clothes Hall aims to cultivate outstanding talents for the Southern Ming Dynasty to fight against the Qing court.

The Bloody Cloak Hall secretly accepted some orphans who had lost their families due to the war from all over the country, and cultivated them into talents, but the process of this training was extremely inhumane, and they had to go through a series of trainings such as killing, killing, and killing souls, and there was no return, and the remaining one was the elite of the elite, and they would all be reused by the court, so the officials in the small court were proud of the heirs of the family who went to the Bloody Cloak Hall for training, and the boy's father was one of them.

Bloody was a man of no apparent age, with a pale face and bright eyes, and when his father led the boy to stand in front of him, he pointed to a door and said, "If you can walk out of this door in ten days, you will be eligible to stay in the Bloody Clothes Hall." ”

"What if you can't get out?" The boy couldn't help but ask.

"Can't get out?" Bloody clothes showed a mouthful of white teeth, "Those who can't get out will stay in it forever." ”

The young man pushed open the door in his father's longing eyes, and there were already nine teenagers about his age in the door, and the bloody clothes walked to the door and said quietly: "There are two meals on the first day, one on the second day, half a meal on the third day, and from the fourth day, you will have to figure out your own way, and ten days is your deadline." ”

The iron door slammed shut, and the ten teenagers looked a little indifferent to the food brought in at the door, one day, two days, three days......

Ten days later, when the iron door opened again, the young man staggered to the door, his face was extremely hideous, his body was covered with flesh and blood, and he walked up to the young man in bloody clothes, "You have passed the first level, from today onwards, you can have a name." ”

The boy moved his lips, "Blood Shadow." ”