Looking at the two children who were desperately sucking milk in her arms, Sang Sang's face did not reveal any maternal luster that is often mentioned in the story, that is, she didn't even have too much love, but her eyes were a little confused, because this picture proved that she was really becoming more and more like a human being, whether it was breastfeeding, or there was milk to feed.

The two children went back to sleep after they were full. She put the child aside, held on to the armrest of the divine seat, stood up slowly, walked outside the hall, looked in a certain direction of the blue sky, took out the abacus from her arms, and her fingers seemed to play unintentionally, and she was silent for a long time.

The drunkard was looking for her in the world, and Ning Que was rushing over here, and the reason for her silence was not uneasiness, but her displeasure came from the little changes in the process of moving from god to man—this process she had experienced, but the pain and weakness had never been experienced, it was real and infuriating, especially when she thought that the drunkard's dog had forced herself to flee in all directions, and the humiliation was unbearable for her.

I don't know if it's because of the birth just now, this sense of humiliation has become extremely strong, and the desire to protect her territory and dignity is extremely strong, she quickly made a decision.

Walking back to the Dao Temple, she looked indifferently at the middle-aged stable woman who was sleeping under the throne, looked at each other condescendingly as she used to and was accustomed to, and said, "I give you eternal life." ”

Nothing happened, no clear light, no tea, and no change in the trajectory of fate that could not be seen, but really existed, because she was no longer the omnipotent Haotian.

After a moment of silence, she said, "If I can live forever, I will give you eternal life." ”

After saying this, she felt a little uncomfortable, her face was a little hot, and she thought to herself if she was so easy to get sick after becoming a human, and wanted to do something to distract herself, when she suddenly saw the iron tongs.

In her eyes, the iron forceps called the midwifery forceps by the middle-aged stable woman are naturally not exquisite, but there is real wisdom or novel ideas in the circle formed by the bent front.

She was a little curious about who designed it, so at this moment, she saw the familiar logo on the iron tongs - yes, she was very familiar with that logo, because it was the logo produced by the academy's workshop, and the reason why she was so familiar was because she had cooked many meals in the mountains behind the academy, and those kitchen knives had this logo on them.

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Sang Sang used great patience to rearrange the cloth wrapped around the child, and from the appearance of it, it can finally be barely called swaddling, but judging from the slight frowning eyebrows of the two children, it is not very comfortable.

As long as you can keep warm. She didn't want to bother with such a trivial matter anymore, so she tied her two children to the sides of the saddle of the big black horse, and rode on the back of the green lion, and walked towards the outskirts of the capital.

The twilight was thick like fire, and there were occasional pedestrians in the streets and alleys that had been somewhat shaded by the war, and people screamed in horror and fled as they watched the huge green lion and the mulberry on the green lion.

When passing through a certain chalk field, Sangsang asked the green lions to stop for a while. Thousands of people were kneeling and praying in prayer on the top of the chalk yard in a small courtyard with a pile of white ash.

This is the Protestant believers, who come from all over the world to pay homage to their holy places and pay homage to their saints.

Now that the power of Protestantism is gradually increasing, the Song, Qi, Liang, and Chen kingdoms are in turmoil, and it is extremely difficult to maintain the Daomen, and they may be abandoned at any time, and they dare not shout and kill these Protestant believers as they did back then.

Sang Sang knew that Ye Su was burned to death in that small courtyard, and it was from that day that her weakening trend could no longer be reversed in those piles of wood ashes, or even his ashes.

Looking at the small courtyard and the black suppressive Protestant believers in front of the small courtyard, she was silent for a while, not too angry, the anger towards the deceased was meaningless, but the mood was inevitably slightly fluctuating, the injury in the abdomen was affected, and burst out a little, she looked down at the blood oozing out of Tsing Yi, frowned slightly, and then remembered that she had frowned more times these days than in the past countless years combined.

"Let's go. She whispered.

The green lion slowly walked out of the city, and the big black horse with two children followed, and the Protestant believers kneeling in the chalk did not notice the group at all, probably because of concentration, but also a kind of piety.

She rode on the green lion, looking at the world that was no longer yesterday, her thoughts gradually diverged, there was no affection on her face, there was no love, but there was some kind of divinity, and there was light slowly overflowing from the green clothes.

She suddenly remembered one thing, when she was a child, she heard Ning Que say what Bodhisattva, it seems that he is also sitting on the green lion and cruising the world, this green lion was originally taken from which Bodhisattva she took it in the chessboard, and sitting on its back at this time, it really looks like a Bodhisattva, listening to Ning Que said, that Bodhisattva is very resolute and loving, a good Bodhisattva, because he loves all the world, whether the world loves him or not- she raised her eyebrows slightly, dispelling this feeling, thinking how can she become a weaker than the Buddha's bald donkey?

Out of the capital of the Song Kingdom, the green lion and the big black horse stopped, looked at her at the same time, and signaled with their eyes, what should they do next, how can they avoid the drunkards who are chasing this way?

Sangsang looked northwest and looked at a certain star, and she remembered that she had named that star as a wolf.

"Just go there. ”

There is Sirius in the northwest of the sky, and there is a small town in the northwest of the earth.

She is now the Tang monk that Ning Que said, she only has a godhead, but she has no divine power left, in the eyes of people like Guan Zhu and drunkards, it is the biggest temptation, a great cultivator of that level will kill her at any cost, Chang'an City is too far away, and it is very unsafe to return, so she wants to go to that town.

She suddenly thought that the guy named Tang Seng that Ning Que said seemed to have become a Buddha later, that guy was very nagging, but he was also very stubborn, but he didn't understand why he always liked to run away when he was traveling west?

She didn't want to run away.

Haotian's dignity did not allow her to continue to flee.

She's going to that town and kill the drunkards.

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The town is at the junction of Song and Yan, and now it is very deserted and deserted, and the newly formed Northeast Frontier Army of the Tang State has invaded the hinterland of the Yan State, and it is said that it has besieged the capital for ten days, and the fleeing team has already crossed the town and poured further south, leaving only a piece of ruins.

The only butcher's shop in town was closed, but the only one was still open, and the owner of the shop had been waiting for him, although that person might not come back, and what he was going to do might never have a chance to do, but until it was finally confirmed, the boss decided to wait all the time - what he didn't expect was that the drinker he was waiting for had not yet returned, but an unexpected guest had arrived.

Sang Sang led the big black horse to the front of the shop, crossed the threshold, looked at him, bent his knees slightly, and used the etiquette he knew about human beings to meet each other, looking a little stupid, or awkward.

Chao Xiaoshu felt very awkward, looked at her and sighed and said, "Brother and sister don't need to be polite. ”

He is a very dashing and talented and uninhibited character, he is also very confident, when he walked the rivers and lakes, he knew that he would see a lot of scenery and meet a lot of amazing people, such as the first emperor Xià, but he never thought that one day, he would become Haotian's uncle.

Zhang San and Li Si also knew Sang Sang's identity, their faces turned white in an instant, panicked, and extremely uneasy, and they were a little dazed when they saw the two pink-carved children by the saddle.

"This is your ......" Sang Sang thought for a while and said, "Little junior brother and little junior sister. ”

There are three generations in the mountains behind the academy, and the third generation of senior sisters is Tang Xiaotang, followed by Zhang San and Li Si, Ning Quesheng's sons and daughters, of course, are junior brothers and little junior sisters.

Hearing this title, Zhang San and Li Si finally came to their senses, thinking that they were all their own people, what was there to be afraid of? Hurriedly stepped forward to greet her, and called Aunt Xiao with a smile.

From the capital to the town, the distance is not far, the green lion and the dark horse are as fast as lightning, the twilight has receded, the night is coming, the town is dead and silent, only the calligraphy and painting shop is lit up.

There is only one shop, a few people, but there is still to eat.

Zhang San and Li Si were very bold, otherwise they wouldn't have held a kitchen knife back then, so they cut off the head of the viewer, otherwise it would be impossible to shout the three words of the little aunt non-stop, but when Sang Sang personally made a few small dishes and served a few bowls of clear soup noodles, he was still a little uncomfortable, and even said that he was afraid.

Who has eaten the dishes made by Haotian himself? Who is qualified to eat them?

"Your master, uncle, and aunt have all eaten, and they have eaten more than once. ”

Chao Xiaoshu smiled and said, but there was a very complicated emotion in his smile.

He looked at the fried egg with just the right tenderness on the noodles, and after a moment of silence, he said, "It rained a lot that year, and when I wanted to eat a bowl of noodles, you didn't make it for me." ”

"I did it anyway. ”

Sang Sang looked at him and said calmly: "And today I put green onions and fried eggs." ”

What Chao Xiaoshu is doing in the town, few people know, but they can't hide it from her.

On that spring rainy night, Chao Xiaoshu walked into the old bizhai, Ning Que carried a knife and went with him to kill, after the two of them killed people, Sang Sang gave one of them a bowl of omelette noodles.

This bowl of omelette, not so delicious.

If you want to eat noodles, you have to kill someone, or rather, give your life to the other person.

Chao Xiaoshu looked at her and smiled, picked up the chopsticks and began to eat noodles, which was very delicious.

Zhang San and Li Si dipped their chopsticks in the noodle soup and fed the children who had just woken up.

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In fact, there are not only books and pictures in the town, but also a wine shop.

The owner of the liquor shop was a young and beautiful widow, who had no relatives and no relatives, and at least after being blinded and bullied, she had no one to care about - selling wine is not a good story in this world.

Sang Sang led the big black horse, looked at her expressionless and said: "Kill you, he may be very painful, although it is only a temporary love, but I still decided to kill you." ”

The beautiful woman looked frightened and pale, and did not know what she was talking about, but for some reason vaguely guessed who she was talking about, because she had been with him for many years—everyone had fled, and she did not leave, because she was waiting for him to return, and she believed that he would take her away.

Sangsang is very weak now, but to kill such an ordinary woman, he still only needs to move.

The big black horse tilted its head sideways, refusing to step forward, and the green lion hid in the night, like a black hill, slowly approaching, threatening to devour the woman who sold wine at any moment.

And so, the drunkard appeared.

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(There are still today)