129 Teapots(2)
"I've seen it all!" Ban Zhi suddenly roared, completely tearing off the coat of calm at the beginning, almost hysterical, "I saw it all, I saw it!" β
She repeated it several times in a row, each time screaming in her voice, so that I couldn't interject it, even when she stopped to catch her breath, I couldn't speak for a while.
See? What do you see?
She took a deep breath for a while before she said slowly in a hoarse voice, "Do you think that your mother is very good to me." β
I nodded subconsciously.
My mother treats her like a daughter, and even, I don't know if it's avoidance, or if she's afraid of gossip, she sometimes even leaves good things for her sister.
Ban Zhi pulled her lips and smiled: "Of course, because, I am also her daughter, she gave birth!" β
"What?" This is something I would never have expected.
"She and her father were together first, but they didn't know why they separated, and then my father married the marriage partner, that is, you thought my mother was married, but at that time, your mother was already pregnant with me, and after giving birth to me, she handed me over to my father and my mother to take care of, and I became my mother's daughter."
She clenched her fist under her nose with her other hand, and I could still see her hand shaking: "Actually, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter whose daughter I am, anyway, we are still a family." What I want to tell you is that I am also a descendant of my grandmother, I am also a descendant of the hexagram, and I have inherited the foreknowledge of the ancestors of the Chen family. β
...... "I don't, I don't know what to say anymore."
"But my abilities didn't awaken at the beginning," she shook her head self-deprecatingly, "and no one would have thought that I had actually lived two lifetimes." β
"Two, two lifetimes?" I said.
"Yes," she closed her eyes, "at the end of the previous life, Yin Yan died, my grandmother died, our whole family, all died, died, but after I died, I went back to the past, I can't tell whether this so-called previous life really happened, or just a dream, but whether it is really or a dream, it all indicates our future, the future that cannot be changed." β
She opened her eyes abruptly and looked at me sharply: "The only way is for you, to disappear!" β
I fell back to the ground.
She walked up to me, holding a dagger.
I looked up at her in a daze, and at this glance, I seemed to see a lot of things that I had never seen before: "Can you tell me why I killed my whole family?" β
"Because...... The demon was unleashed by you! β
What, what?
Ban Zhi had already raised the dagger and stabbed it at me, I wanted to dodge, but the powerful pressure from the dagger firmly locked on me, and I couldn't move at all, let alone dodge.
So, I could only watch as the dagger went through my chestβ
At that moment, there was nothing to talk about, looking back on many things in my life, my mind was blank, I couldn't think of anything, I could only look at my sister in a daze.
She also looked at me closely, and tears flowed from her right eye.
I slowly closed my eyes, and I felt that my body was light, and I fell backwards, but I didn't touch the ground, but felt that my whole body was floating, very light, and I didn't feel any weight at all.
I didn't feel any pain, I just felt so relaxed, as if I had let go of a very heavy burden, and I really wanted to float like this, where I am, where I am.
"Banlan, Banlan ......"
Who, who's calling me?
The voice was familiar, but I couldn't remember who it was.
"Banlan, Banlan ......"
Annoyed, I opened my eyes.
I "saw" a woman standing in front of me, this woman, who looked like me, if she wasn't wearing an obviously ancient dress, with sideburns on her head, and with a red hairpin, she was too much more ladylike than me, I would almost think that this is me?
Who are you?
She didn't answer, she pursed her lips and smiled at me, and suddenly she waved her sleeve behind her back lightly, turned around and floated forward, I felt like I was following her, but in fact, I couldn't see my body, as if at this time, it was just a mass of consciousness.
The scene changed to an antique room, there were bottles and jars in the room, and piles of herbs, and the woman I just saw who looked like me was sitting in front of those bottles and cans, tinkering with something, this time, she didn't seem to see me, and sat seriously on the matter at hand, without a single eye glancing at me.
Suddenly, there was a baby's cry, as the woman turned around, I saw the side of the room, there was still a baby's cradle, followed the woman to the cradle, and saw a cute little doll lying in Yuxue, the little doll's eyes were big, the long eyelashes were curled, the corners of the eyes were still stained with tears, and the white and tender little fists were clenched and waved vigorously.
As the woman picked him up, he stopped crying, grabbed the woman's hair with his little fist, and babbled and shouted as if he was protesting that the woman had been hugging him for so long.
The woman held him and shook and coaxed, humming a little song in her mouth, her movements were gentle, her eyes were loving, and her whole body was full of the brilliance of maternal love.
The door was pushed open, and a very handsome man walked in, speaking of which, the man's appearance is actually a bit rough, not the kind of fine man, but full of masculinity, I felt very handsome at first sight.
And inexplicably familiar, as if I knew him very well, but I couldn't remember who he was.
With a small bowl in his hand, he came to the woman and the child, kissed the woman's forehead first, and coaxed the child in her arms: "Xiaobao, are you hungry, eat rice cereal." β
Xiaobao?
The child's name, this name is good, simple and intimate, and ...... Somewhat familiar?
The woman held the child, the man fed the child rice cereal, looking tall and strong, but the movements were very gentle and careful, Xiaobao never protested from beginning to end, and obediently ate a small bowl of rice cereal.
Xiaobao fell asleep after eating and playing for a while, and his parents stayed by the cradle, snuggling up intimately.
I couldn't help but get closer to the man, the closer I looked at the man, the more familiar I felt, and my "heart" was sullenly uncomfortable, and I wanted to reach out and touch his gaze at the woman's eyes, but I found that I had no hands at all, and I couldn't touch him.
I was sad and didn't know where this emotion came from.
I retreated a little farther away, looking at this family of three happy and happy, relieved, happy, and ...... Deep loneliness.
As I sighed, the scene changed again.
To my horror, I found that I was trapped in a frozen hole, surrounded by solid ice, and even the entrance of the cave was blocked by a wall of ice from a meter back, so that I could see the outside, but I couldn't get out.
Obviously I'm a conscious body, why don't I go out?
Soon I knew, because the woman who was very similar to me was trapped in this ice cave, and my consciousness seemed to be connected to her, and I was where she was, and she was trapped here, and I couldn't get out either.
She lay on the ice door at the entrance of the cave, pounding hard, shouting hoarsely, and I followed her out, only to find that the man outside, who I thought was very handsome, was fighting with a group of people.
I couldn't help but lie nervously on the ice door, my "eyes" almost on the ice.
He was very badly wounded, with blood on his face, blood on the corners of his mouth, and his clothes soaked with blood.
But he still looked at us with a firm gaze, holding a wooden sword in his hand that was thicker than the others, and he fought with a group of people besieging him, and if he killed one person, he would be slashed by another, and in this way, one sword for one life, but there were so many people here, where could he bear so many swords.
My heart hurts so much that I can't wait to bang on this thick ice door like a woman, and I want to get out and save him immediately, even if I take him to a knife.
"Don't, don't...... Brother Qiu, Brother Qiu...... Please, I beg you......"
Don't hurt him anymore, don't ...... Dead man, dead man......
I was shouting at the same time as the woman, and then I froze.
Who did I just shout? Dead person? Who's that?
"Noβ"
The woman's scream through the sky woke me to my senses, and I saw the very handsome man, who offered a dagger that I looked very familiar with, and I didn't know what to do, and I couldn't see it clearly from a distance, but I could tell from the woman's frightened voice that it was not a good thing.
Just as I was anxious, the woman, who seemed to not see me at all, suddenly turned her head towards me, stared at me accurately, and with hatred for the enemy, she frantically shouted at me: "Save us, save us, you save us, only you......"
But what can I do?
I want to save you too, but I'm just a useless consciousness, no hands or feet, what can I do but follow you so lightly? I'm dead......
He's dead?
So I, am I dead?
I'm like, forgot something very important?
At this time, the dagger in the man's hand was waved, and a very domineering yellow light "cut" towards us in the form of a big crescent, and the closer the yellow light was to us, the more victorious the light became.
When I got to the ice gate, it was so dazzling that I couldn't "open my eyes" at all.
At that moment, my consciousness fell into darkness again.
No, I can't float down like this anymore, I want to "wake up", what happened to the woman who looked like me, how happened to the handsome man, and that little treasure, why couldn't I see him later, what happened to him?
The strong desire made me break free of the shackles and open my eyes violently!
In front of me is a somewhat familiar place, the walls on all sides are curved, wide at the bottom and narrow at the top, like a pot inside, with a faint mist floating around it.
No, it's not like, I'm just in the pot, and all the stuck memories rushed in, including the picture when I was stabbed into the chest by my sister.
"Why?"
The sound of weakness and panting came from beside me, I sat up slowly, and saw Ban Zhi lying in front of me, lying on the ground weakly, looking at me with wide eyes as she propped up her elbows in shock and unacceptably: "Why you, you ......"
Not long ago, I was chasing her and asking why, but now it's completely reversed.
I looked down at my chest, the dagger still in my heart, like an ornament, if I hadn't looked down and saw it, it seemed to be a part of my body.
I pulled it out, and almost as soon as the dagger left my body, the powerful coercion came up again, and I threw it away in fright.
When I reacted, I looked at the dagger I threw on the ground, and I was puzzled, I obviously felt that it was terrible, enough to destroy my soul, but why after inserting it into my chest, it merged with me and didn't hurt me in the slightest?
I couldn't figure it out, and Ban Zhi naturally didn't understand it, the two of us looked at each other, and we didn't even know what to say.
Suddenly, in the smoky place overhead, there seemed to be a "stone slab" opened, and a light poured down, shining on me and Ban Zhi, this is not sunlight, I have no discomfort.
Then, something seemed to hang down from the hole at the top, and when the thing got closer, he found that it was a wooden sword, and the wooden sword grew longer and longer a little bit, and extended downward.
With my familiarity with this wooden sword, I naturally knew who was coming to save me, and I was overjoyed, and when the tip of the wooden sword stopped in front of my eyes, I reached out to hold it, and when I thought of my sister, I looked at her again.
She laughed to herself, then took out a thin, thin piece of jade and broke it up, and then she was covered in a cloud of light.
Under the mask, I could only sense her gaze and her last words......
In the next second, she disappeared from the pot, leaving the place before me.
I no longer hesitated, grabbed the wooden sword, let it pull me up, caught a glimpse of the dagger I had thrown away, and the woman who looked exactly like me came to mind, and out of some kind of mind that I couldn't understand, I pulled the dagger back when the wooden sword tore me off the ground.
As I approached the "hole", I was forced to close my eyes, and the next second, I was hugged by a familiar arm, and it was very tight, eager to embed me in that embrace, and I would never be separated.
I opened my eyes and looked up from my squeezed chest, and I saw the face of the enemy poet who was crumbling extremely tightly, full of cold and murderous intent.
He swept around the "people" around him, including the host, and I had no doubt that if I couldn't come out, he would really go on a killing spree, no matter what place it was or how many capable people were gathered here.
Zhang Xiaofang had already woken up, and stood on both sides of the Qiu poet with Wu Xiaokui and Zhao Siliang, their faces were quite cold, and they fought against the guards who rushed out to protect the host and others with the Qiu poet.
The host waved away the guards who were about to fight with Zhang Xiaofang and others, stepped forward himself, and bowed to Qiu Shishi and me apologetically: "I'm really sorry, it's true that we didn't do a good job of protective measures, and we didn't check carefully when we presented the awards, so we let Xiao Xiao drill such a gap, fortunately, Miss Ban is fine, and we are willing to compensate, and I hope that Master Huo will not be blamed." β
But the poet didn't have any intention of softening, and his arms were still puffing out the hard muscles, which was a sign that he would strike at any moment.
Obviously, he is powerful and domineering, as if he is fearless, but I feel that the enemy poet at this time is frightened and does not dare to relax at all.
I reached out and touched his face and pulled his face off, but his eyes were still staring at the people present, especially the host, so I put my hand on his brow to make his eyes look down: "Dead man, dead man? β
He heard my call, and I obscured his vision, and then slowly lowered his eyes, and my reflection was reflected in his eyeballs again.
"I'm fine, I'm fine." As if to soothe a child who has had a nightmare, I repeat softly but firmly, "I'm fine, I'm fine." β
The evil aura in the eyebrows and eyes, the invisible fire that did not have the form of fire, but still felt the scorching fire, finally dissipated a little, and all the "people" who were coerced by the enemy poet breathed a sigh of relief, including the host.
"Okay, okay, it's okay, then we'll ......"
Without waiting for the host to say the warm-up words, Qiu Shiren picked me up and left the banquet hall quickly, even the manor here, and I don't know what he would think when he saw this scene while still at the banquet.
But I don't think about it anymore.
In fact, there is a room for us to rest in the manor, but just after such a thing happened, how could Qiu Shiren live here with peace of mind, he didn't drive the car, just carried me like that, and galloped all the way forward.
His speed was very fast, the scenery on both sides regressed rapidly, I lay on his back, although it was a little uncomfortable, but there was no sense of bumps, but I could bear it, but the situation of the poet at this time made me a little worried.
Qiu Shishi finally stopped at a hotel, I was finally put on the ground by Qiu Shishi, and at a glance, this hotel was where we used to stay, and the distance from that manor was not short, how did he run?
Since the room here did not retreat, Qiu Shiren opened the elevator with the key card, and pulled me in a little rudely, when the elevator went up, he didn't say a word, but he didn't let go of my hand, and pulled it tightly.
As soon as I entered our room, I only heard the door "click" shut, and the next second, I was picked up by him with both feet in the air, over the top of his head, and I turned around and pushed me against the wall, I looked down at his vicious gaze, my heart jumped, and then "hissed", the bottoms in my skirt were torn like that!
His hands suddenly let go, the feeling of weightlessness came, I let out a low cry, but halfway through, I was caught by him again, worthy of him, my hands were already around his neck, his body was also close to me, his legs were supported by him, this posture was really ......
"Dead, dead man......" I was a little panicked, and I had indescribable expectations.
That kind of thing is actually quite comfortable, but every time he does it, it is too fierce, not to mention that at this time, when his situation is obviously wrong, I have a hunch that he will eat and swallow even the bones.
But he looked at my gaze, fierce and persistent, like a lone wolf desperately seeking a glimmer of security, how could people bear to refuse.
But as soon as I softened my attitude and did not resist, the next moment he broke in directly, and it was really fierce and ruthless.
"Bastard, bastard, you don't tap, tap...... Hmmm......"
I was in the air like duckweed, my whole body covered by the strength of his arms, and the long skirt covered me, obscuring all the beauty and blushing heartbeat.
I hugged him tightly, unable to stand the pleasure of the octave high, and scratched at his back......
β¦β¦
I met Zhang Xiaofang and Wu Xiaokui three days later.
They were all waiting for me in the hotel restaurant, and when they saw me, even the quiet Wu Xiaokui had a little ridicule in their smiles.
Zhang Xiaofang said first: "Yes, it's only been three days, and the boss will let you out?" It seems that this is only the case, I thought he would have to fight for seven hundred and forty-nine days......"
I picked up the pastry on the table and stuffed it into her mouth.
I looked at Wu Xiaokui: "What happened on the day of the dinner?" β
Speaking of serious things, Zhang Xiaofang also restrained her joking thoughts and told me.
After I picked up the soul pot, the soul pot suddenly changed and sucked me into the pot, this soul pot, many people know that it can nourish the soul, but they have never heard of it, it will suck the soul in, let alone what will happen after inhaling it.
After that, the entire soul pot seemed to be burned hot, and there was a faint redness under the pot, and there was green smoke and white mist floating out, wrapping the soul pot in a clump that no one could touch.
Qiu Shiren rushed to the stage for the first time, but even he couldn't help this soul pot for a while, he tried to call me, but the voice couldn't reach the soul pot at all.
Just as he was trying to think of a way to save me, my breath suddenly stopped.
As long as you have intersected and known me, you can feel it to some extent, not to mention the enemies and poets who have been united with me, and each other's souls have been branded.
The breath is broken, and usually it only represents a situation in which I, as a soul, disappear into heaven and earth, and cease to exist.
The Qiu poet, who could still calm down and wanted to find a way to crack the soul pot, went crazy in an instant.
All the "people" on the stage at that time were forced to step down by him, and they almost went on a killing spree, and the guards I saw later came out to protect the guests, and they were injured by the poet at the same time.
Wu Xiaokui woke up Zhang Xiaofang and went on stage with Zhao Siliang, Wu Xiaokui immediately gave a blessing to the Qiu poet to let him recover some of his senses, and then hurriedly said: "Ban Lan may not be fine, maybe this soul pot can cut off the breath, let's crack it first." β
Qiu Shishi's mind was retracted, and then all his mind was put into the soul pot, Wu Xiaokui and others protected him, not letting people get close to half a step, and finally Qiu Shishi found a flaw and pulled me out of the soul pot.
At the same time, although my sister escaped by other means, she was still sensed by the poet of hatred, and it was clear why I was sucked into the pot.
A prize used to reward the first place actually hides a soul that wants to be unfavorable to the first place, which is indeed a bad job of the organizers.
Looking back, it's really dangerous, if that dagger could really hurt me, or if my sister used other means to destroy me, I would have disappeared between heaven and earth now, it's really a line between life and death, no wonder the poet would be so ......
"I haven't asked you yet, who is the soul that plots against you in the pot?"
Hearing Zhang Xiaofang ask, I opened my mouth, but I didn't know what to say.
"If you have a hard time, don't say it if you don't want to." Wu Xiaokui smiled faintly, and then handed me a cup of milk tea.
I took it up and drank it in disguise, and suddenly felt that my somewhat unstable soul had recovered a lot, and my spirit was much better, so I knew that this was not ordinary milk tea, and said gratefully to Wu Xiaokui: "Thank you." β
"Nothing." She looked behind me, "If you're still tired, go back and rest." β