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At noon, Lotosas came alone to Uncle Crewe's dimly lit hut, and with great grief he took out the leather letter which had been hidden in his sleeve and placed it in a tin pot in the hut. He knew that the people of Cilins would not give up, that they would find him sooner or later, and that he would surely die if he found him, and that he would survive and complete the task given to him by his father.

After thinking about it, he came up with a good way to get Cilins to let him go.

At night, he did not eat, but lay on the ground in front of the house, looking up at the stars alone. He knew very well that his mother would suffer misfortune, and if he had fought to the death before, he would have fought with those people, but now, he couldn't be too emotional and reckless.

At this moment, he heard the sound of horses' hooves in the distance, and he knew that someone was coming to take his life, and there happened to be a manure pit in the backyard, and he had already planned it, so he quickly got up and ran there. As he expected, it was a killer of seven men, dressed in armor and armed with large swords, and surrounded them from all sides.

They broke into the house and searched back and forth, but there was no sign of Lotosas.

"Strange thing! could this little ghost have escaped beforehand?" they walked out of the house and searched the neighborhood again.

"There he is!" was heard.

When they heard the voice, all the soldiers gathered around them. But he saw Lotosas come out of the cesspool, and his whole body was covered with filthy filth from head to end, and he laughed and laughed from time to time: "Father, Mother, Father, Mother!" He repeated these two words, and looked at the soldiers as if they were nothing, and his eyes were glazed like a madman.

A foul smell wafted in, and the soldiers covered their noses and dodged Lotosas, "This guy. Is it crazy?"

"It seems so. ”

"What then, will you bring him back?"

"Let's wash him with water and bring him back first, so that we can give an account to the king. ”

The loose pony was fast, and in less than half an hour, Lotosas was bound and sent to the palace of the lord of Fennel. The Legionnaire gave a big push. Lotosas was slammed to the floor of the main hall.

Above the main hall, Cilins was pulling his mother's hair with his hand and shouted: "Look, this is your son, you don't obey me." Let's both die together. ”

He pushed his mother to the ground, blood dripping from the corners of her mouth and her clothes were torn to shreds, and Lotosas could see clearly, but he didn't say a word, just giggled on the ground.

The mother stood up and walked briskly over to Lotosas, "Child, child, Lotosas. But let her cry out. Lotosas didn't respond, just lying there and smirking.

The mother turned her face away and glared at Cylins, "What the hell have you done to my son, you untrustworthy villain?!"

"Who did not believe it? You know that you have come here to spend the night with me, and instead of obeying me, you dare to insult this king, as for what happened to your son?"

The soldiers of the Underworld Legion stood tremblingly in front of the temple gate and said in fear, "King, we really didn't do anything to this guy. He was bathing in his filthy septic tank when we saw him, and if we hadn't washed him with clean water, he would have been so foul-smelling that he would be unreachable. We thought he must be crazy. ”

"Crazy! How is this possible, he is fine in the morning. The mother looked at Lotosas, "Look at me, my poor child, I am your mother." ”

Mother cried out, but Lotosas still lay there and giggled. The mother looked at Lotosas's pitiful face, and thought of the enthusiasm she had had used to teach him the piano, and the attentive and lovely way he had sat alone under the great tree on the great plains of Itanassus when he had been a child.

"My poor son, you always hold back the pain in your heart, you will definitely get sick, although your father was wronged and died, but there is still a mother!"

Listening to his mother's words, a great grief suddenly came over Lotosas, but thinking of the secret that his father had left him before he died, and the mission he had shouldered, he held it all back, and continued to lie in place, smirking.

"Crazy?" Cillins thought to himself, "this guy's father has been beheaded these days, and my mother has been brought here by me, so it's reasonable to say that he's crazy." ”

The mother glared at Cyrins, and was very emotional, and scolded: "You are the biggest scum in the country, the biggest scum! I have ruined a beautiful home for you, and my husband Brasser is not guilty at all, but you want to behead him on the sinner's table as a man of great crimes, and you will not even leave us with his bones, my son Lotosas is so kind and innocent, but you still want to murder him, and make him sick." Now you still want to attack me, and I tell you! Our heavenly women will never marry you who is ugly in appearance and ugly in heart, shameless, vulgar, and lowly like you!"

"How dare you speak to this king!" exclaimed Cyrins, with a loud voice.

"I come from a small hill in the great plain of Itanasus, where it is poor and backward, not as good as you, but there are green grasslands, beautiful flowers, babbling waters, shady trees, familiar pastoral songs, heavenly piano sounds, smiling faces of children and adults, pure and kind hearts, and never-ending beauty, and these are enough. The mother smiled contemptuously, "Venerable King, I can only tell you that a man's dignity is not judged by his wealth and power, but by his broad-mindedness and noble sentiments!"

"Noble sentiments?" Cillins smiled, "Isn't everything I have done for the country noble enough?It was I who stopped the demons from marching, and it was I who came up with the incomparably grand plan to create the Heavenly Capital, you are my people, and now the king only has one thing to ask for, can't you agree?"

"Stay away from me!" cried the mother.

"You stupid soldiers, what are you still watching, tie her up to me, this king will pamper her. Celins shouted at the soldiers standing outside.

"I won't let a filthy person like you stain my body. The mother thought in her mind that the soldiers outside were coming at her, and that the bulging bellied Cilins was menacing, and that she had no way out, and she looked around, and saw a stone pillar on the left that held up the palace, and she rushed there.

Lying on the ground, Lotosas saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly reached out to pull his mother, but his mother was too fast, and Lotosas only touched his mother's trouser legs. Suddenly, he heard a bang, and his mother collapsed before his eyes, blood dripping all over the ground, and Lotosas stretched out his hand and closed his eyes tightly, pain instantly filled his heart, but he couldn't cry, still giggling heartbreakingly.

Cylins stepped forward, pulled his mother by the hand, and when he saw that his mother was dead, he immediately said angrily: "Today is really a disappointment, not only was I scolded, but I was also stained with blood. He turned around, kicked Lotosas who was lying on the ground, and shouted, "Throw both of them into the mountains to feed the poisonous wolves, and the king will never want to see these two ruined fellows again." So the soldiers tied up the mother and son, tied them to their horses, and set out overnight.

The soldiers of the Legion of Hades took Lotosas and his dead mother to a large mountain near Lawrendia, which was surrounded by gloomy woods on all sides, and several soldiers took them to the depths of the forest and laid them on the ground.

There were no roads in the depths of the forest, it was pitch black, and from time to time the ghostly cries of big birds were heard, and the mother and son of Lotosas were bound and lay on the ground.

"Big brother, the king said that he never wanted to see the two of them again, and if this mad boy returned to Laurendia and let the king find out, we would be dead. A soldier said.

When Lotosas heard this, he knew that they wanted to kill him, and he immediately became vigilant.

"What can I do, if they want to kill me now, it will be easy. He thought to himself.

"You really take the king's words seriously! He has never taken us seriously, we are soldiers only to kill the enemy and dignity, not to be an executioner to kill innocent people, to tell the truth, everything we do for the king today will be the greatest shame of our lives, when I see such a beautiful and pure man crashed to death on a stone pillar, I can't believe what kind of brutes we are!" said the soldier as he untied the ropes between Lotosas and his mother. He's already crazy, why should we kill him, if you want to kill him, I won't stop him, everyone has their own ambitions, I will never be this damn lackey again!"

With that, he took off his armor and drove away on his horse. The others saw it and pondered for a moment, "We must not violate our conscience, we are willing to live and die with our eldest brother." As he spoke, they all took off their armor and ran into the distance.

After the group had gone, Lotosas spent the night burying his mother. He knelt in front of the little grave, his eyes full of tears.

"Mother, the child is not filial, and the child has not been able to face you with his true face at the last moment, but do you know that there is always too much helplessness in living in this world!" he looked up to the sky and wept, tears raining down, "Silins! Even if I eat its flesh and gnaw its bones, I can't avenge my parents." ”

After this, Lotosas returned home, carrying a case on his back, and spent the day in his long coat and talking madly. He said goodbye to his hometown, wandered around, the sun rose and rose, the sun set and stopped, crazy, the four seas were home, and when he saw the poor and the poor die, he stood in front of the tomb, holding the piano and singing a long song, the song was miserable, tear-jerking, and talking about his facial expression, silent and smiling, grim as a stone.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better!] (To be continued.) )