The boy must have come to this world for the first time, because when he came out of the dark and damp earth, he felt that everything around him was so strange, but the boy couldn't get excited about everything around him, just half of his eyes open, looking at the world, as if everything was just a scene for him.

There was a river in front of the boy, and he couldn't see the other side, so he felt very bad, so he began to cross the river, and waded into the river step by step, until the river drowned the boy completely, but the boy still walked forward, and after walking for some time, the boy heard a voice.

"Who are you? How did you come from Lethe? Aren't the other sides of Lethe all the bones of the past? You can't be the resurrection of the dead?"

The man looked at the woman, and then he realized that he had reached the other side, and the woman saw that the boy did not reply, so she asked again, and then rummaged for something in the hill of long yellow strips beside her.

"What are you looking for?" the boy spoke for the first time, and he spoke fluently, as if he had been born with a knowledge of how to speak.

"You kid is rude. The woman pouted, looking very happy, did the young man tilt his head and do something wrong?

I saw the woman pull out a piece of clothing similar to her from the pile of things beside her, and handed it to the young man, the young man looked at the things handed by the woman, and looked at the woman with those boring eyes, but saw the woman come and put the clothes on her body rudely, and then pointed to her nose and said angrily,

"Why aren't you angry at all, you're naked, I don't know if this is a hooligan for me!"

The young man looked at the woman's angry appearance and asked with some puzzlement, "Isn't it supposed that you should play hooligan on me?"

"Hey, you kid dare to talk back to this girl before he grows up. I saw the woman reach out and pinch her face directly and then keep rubbing it in all directions, "It's soft, then you are here to accompany me, anyway, looking at you like this, you have no other relatives, then I will be your relatives in the future." ”

The young man whined, those godless eyes brightened for the first time, and nodded at the grinning woman in front of him.

......

Later, the boy had his own name, the little haystack, which was given to herself by the woman who called herself Meng Zhi looking at the pile of things called haystacks, and the straw pile did not refuse, anyway, he liked the grass pile.

"Little haystack!"

One day, Meng Zhi called the small grass pile over, pointed to the distance and said that you must not go, the small grass pile looked along Meng Zhi's hand, did not reply, just nodded, Meng Zhi made a strange appearance and told the small grass pile that there are many monsters behind it, with strange shapes, and they like to eat children, probably this means, because the small grass pile just listened to a rough idea, did not listen carefully.

The little grass pile went out, he saw these strange monsters in Meng Zhi's mouth, they were indeed eating things that looked very similar to themselves, when these monsters saw the small grass pile, they flew towards him with a deformed smile that the small grass pile had never seen, and it was also at this time that the small grass pile saw Meng Zhi go out from there for the first time, blocked in front of him, and drank all these monsters back.

But the little haystack didn't care about this, he just heard the swaggering woman shout at the monsters, "Whoever touches my son will be killed." Then when the small grass pile looked at Meng Zhi from behind, he saw that there were a lot of blood-colored lines like those monsters on the opposite side behind her, which was very terrifying.

Meng Zhi went back with the small haystack, and the little straw didn't run out anymore, not because of those monsters, but because after Meng Zhi came back with herself, she just walked in, and she fell to the ground, and she didn't even walk to the haystack, so she could only cover her hideous back and sob, and then looked at herself with those big red eyes, and repeated three words to herself over and over again with a crying voice - "I'm sorry." ”

Xiao Caodui didn't understand why Meng Zhi apologized to himself, but he knew that the one behind her should be very painful, so Xiao Caodui didn't come out of here anymore, and Xiao Caodui's name for Meng Zhi also changed.

It became the lie that Meng Zhi casually told in order to protect him.

......

"In the land of Fengdu, there is Lethe, Jiang Miao really hid it here, but now he can't hide it. "It was a very tall man who spoke, he was the first guy to come here from outside, in the eyes of the little grass pile, he was very good-looking, because for the small grass pile that had only seen Meng Zhi and those monsters in total, this man was not good-looking, this man also brought something similar to the monster outside, the whole body was cyan, and there were two curved teeth with lines on his head, but from the appearance it looked much kinder.

"It's called a cow. The tall man seemed to see through the mind of the little haystack, patted the head of the monster named Niu, and explained with a smile at the straw pile.

"And what is your name?" asked the little haystack rhetorically.

The tall man shook his head, but said to the small haystack in a very positive tone, "People"

"Oh. The little grass pile replied casually and ran back, running back behind Meng Zhi.

Meng Zhi looked at his body, and awkwardly made a posture of bending his legs to the side of his body at the tall man, just looking at the strange movements, he knew that Meng Zhi was not good at it, Meng Zhi also stretched out his hand, stretched it straight, and then hugged each other and called out to the man, "Sir." ”

The little haystack knew the meaning of the word, he should have heard it for the first time, but he just knew, for the first time.

The tall man smiled and faced Meng Zhi in a good-looking and neat posture, making Meng Zhi's face red, "You went out from here, you have already alarmed Jiang Miao, according to his temperament, when he goes out, you are likely to be the price of exposing Lechuan, you and I are very clear about his methods, but I can help you." ”

Mr. said with a smile, since Mr. knew his methods, then Mr. must also know that since Meng Zhi would be deliberately imprisoned in Lechuan by him, then Meng Zhi would naturally not be the kind of little woman who needed to let someone else's life to save it. Meng Zhi pushed out the small grass pile behind her, and this time she learned the appearance of a tall man, and made that pose according to the gourd painting scoop,

"Sir, please take him out, I don't have the ability to let him go out to see the vast world, he has been here with me for nearly ten years since he was a child, I know he wants to go out, but I can't do it, not only I can't send him out, but more because of my selfishness, this is my only chance, and please take him away As for whether he can be favored by Mr., it depends on his creation. ”

The tall man looked at the small grass pile and was silent for a long time, "Your name?"

"Finches, little sparrows. The little grass pile has not yet spoken, so Meng Zhi preemptively said, Meng Zhi smiled at the small grass pile, "Niang has no culture, only know that the ancients once said that there are birds in the world named Peng, can fly thousands of miles, but the mother does not like it, the mother likes a bird called sparrow the most, although they always steal my family's wheat ears in the past to cause my mother to be scolded, but the mother just likes them, look at them freely, do not have to fly to the south like that Peng, so the mother calls you a little bird, I hope you can be the same as them, happy good." ”

Meng Zhi stroked the finch cheek, and without waiting for him to reply, he threw him to the tall old man's side, and the finch didn't say anything, because the moment the tall old man grabbed him, he felt it, the tall old man had never been there, and the finch looked around and everything had changed, and a small house without walls was being trampled under his feet.

"See?" asked the tall man.

The finch nodded, because at the last moment when the scenery in front of him disappeared, he saw Meng Zhi's body, and the blood-colored lines that appeared at that time were torn apart from Meng Zhi's back at the moment and grabbed towards him, and Meng Zhi was only half-kneeling on the ground, although there were tears in her eyes, but she was smiling, and her mouth shape was indeed saying those three words to herself - sorry.

"Why did she say sorry to me?"

"Because she feels she owes you. ”

"Inexplicable. ”

"Who says it's not? Ji Ke, the word Qingke, my name, as for you, you can call me ......"

"Hello sir. The finch said directly to the man, learning the man's movements.

The man took a fancy to the finch and smiled slightly, "You're smart, but what if I don't accept you?"

The finch looked up at the man, and a gray-yellow bird flew behind the man, and the finch didn't know what kind of bird it was, maybe it was the sparrow that Meng Zhi said.

"You'll take me. Finch affirmed.

"Oh, tell me why?" the man was intrigued by the finch's words.

The finch knelt directly on the ground, not facing the man, but facing the place where Meng Zhi disappeared or came by himself, kowtowed three times, the finch put its forehead on the ground, and said sonorously word by word,

"Because I need to go back, go back and respond to those three words. Without waiting for the man to reply, the finch turned to look at the man, and for the first time the dead fish's eyes were fully opened, "Sir, you caught me, didn't you? ”

......

The two Tang knives were less than half an inch away from Meng Zhi's head, and the gap in cultivation was destined for Meng Zhi to be unable to dodge. Zheng Que stepped on the horns of the green cow, and jumped towards Meng Zhi with all his might, the straw sandals were pierced by the sharp horns of the green cow and pierced into Zheng Que's feet, Zheng Que's eyes were wide open at the moment, and he roared at Meng Zhi, he didn't know what he was roaring, he only felt that it would make her avoid this blow.

But she couldn't dodge, when Zheng Que came in, the moment Meng Zhi's mind was distraught, the ending was already doomed, this time was different from that time, Tubo would not kill Meng Zhi, it would only make her tortured, and she would have time to cultivate and rescue her, but not now, the straight knife would make this woman die forever, forever.

"I'm sorry. ”

Zheng Que read these three words, because he would never be wrong when she said the shape of her mouth in these three words.

Why? Why are these three words again? You obviously haven't done anything wrong! I was the one who made you punished by Tubo, it was I who made you discovered by the Great Revelation, and it was I who caused you to get to this point.

So......

"Fuck you, uncle, I'm sorry!" Zheng Que suddenly roared, and the dark red blood that spilled from the broken flesh suddenly turned bright red.

It was faster than Ming Xiaojing's knife, faster than this roaring voice, and faster than Zheng Que's change in appearance reached the eyes of everyone else.

Zheng Que's long flowing hair was like countless sharp blades rubbing countless sparks on Mei Ziyue's Heavenly Destiny armor, and Zheng Que's feet carried a string of sparks from the horns of the ox to here, completely caught in the apprentice. With one hand, he held down Mei Ziyue's abandoned knife and grabbed the left elbow of the Daqi Banner behind him, and the other hand tightly held the blade of the Tang knife, and the bright red blood jumped out of it happily, only to see Zheng Que's armpits, two eye-like light stripes extending towards his back, protecting Meng Zhi in it.

In Zheng Que's mouth, the teeth like a tiger bit Mei Ziyue's natal knife, Wan Jun, and bit the front half of the blade into pieces in front of everyone, and entered his stomach with the undulation of Zheng Que's throat.

Mei Ziyue felt the fury from his left elbow but seemed to devour the power, looking at Zheng Que's blood-streaked face, Mei Ziyue's expression that seemed to have always been drawn in a standard book appeared for the first time, and his saliva flowed to his beard, like a tiger, staring at Zheng Que in front of him with green light, and a trembling voice came out.

"Gluttony!"