Chapter 141: Heavenly Jealousy
"What is this?"
Blood Tears casually threw the cloth bag to his feet, unfolded a few scrolls of drawings in his hand, and picked up a few stones to press the corners. Hearing the question of the boy in Tsing Yi, he smiled with tears in his eyes: "The whole set of drawings you want." Oh, you should know Zhao Qingyan's handwriting, right?"
"Knowing is knowing, but this ......" The boy in Tsing Yi's face was a little weird, this drawing was completely beyond his comprehension.
Bloody Tears said: "This is a detailed drawing of the place where the Stygian Valley is preparing to open up this time, the terrain, the degree of humidity, and the poison of the swamp are all used. Directly opening up from here, although a certain degree of security is sacrificed, it is completely feasible considering the structure of the entire Stygian Valley. As a result, the amount of work required to alter the mountain has been reduced by at least 40 percent. As for the arrangement of the organs, you can see for yourself. β
casually spread out another piece of paper: "This is the original mechanism of the Stygian Valley, the drawing of the second change." There are a total of twenty-three drawings for the second change, all of which were drawn by him in his spare time for nearly two years. Along with this brand-new drawing, I was given the idea of two larger schemes and sixteen small mechanisms that could be changed. I'm showing you thirty percent of it. β
The boy in Tsing Yi came back to his senses at this time: "When did he draw it? Why don't I know?"
Blood and tears tilted their heads: "Because these are the drawings he asked me to hand over to Tang Xiaoyu, let Tang Xiaoyu help him revise and correct." Didn't I always remember and forget to give Tang Xiaoyu?"
The boy in Tsing Yi flipped out Mo Cry's drawings again and looked at them: "I think this one is much stronger." β
Blood and tears said lazily: "That's for sure." The drawings of Xiao Cry were not made by him alone, except for Tang Xiaoyu, there must be others to help. Isn't there a capable person in the puppet palace? In addition, don't forget that although Zhao Qingyan and Xiao Cry are the same age, the time spent by the two of them on the organ is completely unequal. β
The boy in Tsing Yi looked at the drawings for a while, and suddenly asked, "Then how does he compare with you?"
Blood and tears looked at him like an idiot: "I'm the only one in the entire puppet palace who can make a perfect puppet two years in advance, how can my talent be stronger than him, right? Also, I've been locked up in the inner hall for ten years, and in these ten years, what else do I have besides organs and puppets? I spent hundreds of times more time than Zhao Qingyan to learn, and then you compare me with him? The answer is very simple, he is far behind. β
The boy in Tsing Yi was slightly stunned: "Are you angry?"
"Nope. Bloody tears hung down his eyes, and the corners of his lips lost a smile, "It's just that I feel a little sad." β
The boy in Tsing Yi opened his mouth and closed it tightly.
The bloody fingers clenched fiercely, and the slightly raised nails were forcefully sunk into the palms, and the nails were flushed with blue. Finally, he couldn't help but look up at the boy in Tsing Yi suddenly: "Big brother, if it weren't for that incident, the second uncle, father, Tang Xiaoyu, and me, give us time to grow, do you know what the puppet palace will become?
Hearing him praise himself like this, he should have felt funny, but whether it was the boy in Tsing Yi or Gong Wei, there was really only sadness in his heart, not a trace of laughter.
Mo Huaijin fell, Lu Chuhan broke his arm, Tang Xiaoyu was seriously injured, and blood and tears were isolated.
"Xiu'er, take Yin'er away, the farther the better. No matter where you flee, you remember that your second brother is the top genius of the puppet palace, and his talent is not inferior to your father. He is alive, and the puppet palace will have a day when he will turn over. The blood-stained snow-white dress was red, and the mother's voice was still gentle, but her eyes were terrifyingly strange, so serious. Seriously, after giving up her two sons, she exchanged her life for herself and her second brother's life, and then asked herself to be for her second brother in the future...... Lay down your life.
"Dad, look at my puppet!" The puppet in his hand was still a few steps away from being put together, but the puppet held high in the second brother's hand was dazzlingly beautiful. Even, he playfully painted delicate facial features on the face of the doll. Looking at the disciples around who are not even half of the dolls completed, and who are about their own age, I feel inexplicably not a taste in my heart.
"Xiu'er, look, if there is a missing part here, it will ......" sat beside his father and listened carefully to his father's teachings. The second brother who came out of nowhere was covered with dirt on his face, but he unceremoniously threw himself into his father's arms and rubbed his father's snow-white clothes all over the soil. And his own drawings that took a whole day to revise and modify, and couldn't find any mistakes before handing them over to his father, he just glanced at them a few times, and then put his arms around his father's neck and said happily: "Isn't it just that the lack of a part will slow down the replacement of the hidden weapon box, just make a dough and stick it." Daddy taught me something fun!" Simple, stabbing my heart to the bitterness.
"Huh, isn't this a puppet that my father wants to give to my eldest brother? I don't want it, didn't my father say that he would give me an identical one when I was thirteen? There are two more years, just wait. Oh...... The eldest brother is still learning the primary puppet technique, so this, can I take this first?" Seeing the second brother's happy and embarrassed appearance, he nodded with difficulty, but the jealousy in his heart was unusually strong.
"Books, you can go if you like, I'm going to steal the key, if it can't fall into the hands of someone else. In the midst of blood and fire, he ran away, leaving behind himself who was trying to take away a few secret books, and stole two keys, one of which was thrown in the main central room of the back mountain organ, and the key related to the opening and closing of most of the center was swallowed by him. It is clear which is more important and how decisive it is.
"Big brother, I have one thing to ask of you. After catching the rabbit and returning to the cave, the second brother's spirit, whose face was as pale as paper, seemed a little worse. He opened his hand, and in the palm of his hand was a key: "Big brother, this is the place where the Ming Palace's rudder and the Dark Palace's archives are stored. The detailed records and tokens of the forces that our father secretly operated are also placed there. Take this key, big brother. If I have to choose, I want my eldest brother to live. β
His voice was hoarse and unfamiliar: "No, no, I will protect you." β
The firelight reflected his pale face, a childish face, but as calm as this: "I didn't completely faint that day, I heard what my mother said to you." I'm talented, but I may not live to return to the puppet palace. And, more than in the future, I care more about revenge. My body will drag down my big brother. β
"If you can't save your life, what will you talk about in the future? Big brother, live together with our share. "Gray eyes, at that moment, he really wanted to die.
Big brother, live together with our share.
It's just this sentence that crushed all my strength. I only remember kneeling in front of my second brother who had fainted with all my strength, crying silently.
Yes, he has been calling himself "big brother", and his younger brothers have been calling himself "big brother". What qualifications does he have to be so cowardly when his brother is still strong.
Carrying their younger brother on their backs, the two of them wore a tattered robe and struggled forward in the rain. With each step, the blood from the laceration wound on the leg was washed down to the ground by the rain, scattering pink marks.
I don't know when I passed out, and when I woke up, I was already in a safe and dry corner. The younger brother slept beside him, his fleshy palms and knees blurred, showing the fact that he had crawled.
Carrying his younger brother, who may die at any time, he desperately fled.
After the younger brother fainted, he crawled on his hands and feet, dragging himself to a hiding place where he could only hide from the pursuit by luck.
Who knows...... How did they survive the endless hunt for two years? I am afraid that even they themselves could not understand how they survivedβin despair.
"Brother?" Bloody Tears looked at the boy in Tsing Yi who lowered his head and was in an abnormal mood, and called softly.
The boy in Tsing Yi raised his hand and touched the mask, the coldness of his fingertips was conveyed to the bottom of his heart, and the irritability and uneasiness in his heart dissipated instantly. The raised eyes quietly looked at the blood and tears: "Have you seen the second uncle behind my back?"
Blood and tears looked back without showing weakness: "So what?"
The boy in Tsing Yi smiled slightly: "It's nothing, whatever you want." He stood up, turned and walked out.
"Big brother, you wait. Blood and tears hurriedly stood up and grabbed the sleeve of the boy in Tsing Yi, "You listen to my explanation." β
The boy in Tsing Yi didn't insist, stopped and turned around, with a light smile: "Okay, you say, I'll listen." β
Seeing his attitude, the blood and tears couldn't be spoken, and he paused slightly, but said dryly: "You have to believe me, I have a reason." β
"I believe it, when did I say I didn't believe it?" The young man in Tsing Yi swept his gaze from his face to Gong Wei's face, and then turned back, "Since you have a reason, then you do it according to your reason, don't tell me, I don't want to know." β
Blood and tears pursed her lips: "Don't be angry. β
The boy in Tsing Yi smiled: "I'm not angry." From the beginning, it was up to you to decide what you wanted to do, and it never went along with me. I can't control what you want to do, and you won't let me do it. In that case, I don't want to ask, can I?"
Bloody tears looked at the alienation in his eyes, but smiled: "It's okay." Childe walks slowly and does not send. β
The boy in Tsing Yi turned around indifferently and strode away.
And Bloody Tears stood in place, watching him leave, the fingers on his side clenched fiercely, and slowly loosened, clenching again.
Gong Wei stood silently behind him for a long time, and asked softly, "Why do you need to say this?"
"Let's retreat. Bloody Tears sat back in place, his expression faint, "I still hold too little in my hand." All these forces have been painstakingly managed by him, and I can only use them. It won't be long before he's sure to find the problem. Rather than waiting for him to question me later, it would be better for me to take the initiative to say something to dispel his doubts. β
Gong Wei's eyes darkened slightly, and he didn't say anything.
Bloody Tears turned his head to look at the things on the table and muttered, "I'm also doing it for your good." β
The more you know the truth, the more you have to carry. Whoever it is, can't afford to carry any more. That's it, good.