In the dream of joy, on the desolate post, the blood and tears are imprinted.

Once a loving mother was smiling, on a bitter rainy night, both parents fell.

The lover is gone, the concubine is not dead, and the fantasy reunion is unbearable.

Who can summon the return of the goose, rather cut off the head and carry the piano to martyrdom!

A single room, a white candle, a back, a wisp of piano, a low singing, a sob.

When Xiong Chu came to his senses, he found that his dumb point had already been unlocked, but the shoulder well point had not been unlocked.

Not only was the shoulder well point not unlocked, but the ring jump point was also completely sealed, so he lay on the ground and couldn't move.

At this time, the mournful sound of the piano, the sad chanting, and the song "Queqiao Immortal" made him feel as if a huge stone was pressed on his chest, and he couldn't breathe with all his strength.

It's still the man in white, still a back.

Now instead of standing, I sit, sitting in front of the piano table.

There is no strange sword, there is no tragedy of fighting to the death, because he is playing the qin.

Is this the Lan'er in my heart?

Xiong Chu can't be sure.

I can't be sure who this person in front of me is, because Xiong Chu also wants to cry now.

On a bitter rainy night, both parents died.

What I don't want to recall is a scene I can't do about watching my adoptive parents being killed by thieves.

can only pull Lan'er to run desperately, run desperately, hoping to escape the slaughter of the thieves and realize the adoptive parents' dying entrustment: "Child, Lan'er will be handed over to you, and you will take good care of it in the future." Leave us alone, run away with Lan'er, running out is a way to live!"

Is running out a way to survive? No.

Eleven-year-old Lan'er was beaten all over her body by a skin soaked in water, which was shocking and made people tremble.

Is this the way to live? No, this is a sin!

"I'm the bear prince! This is the name my father gave me, and I will never forget it. ”

No matter how huge the risk was, Xiong Chu decided to say his name, because the twitching of his heart made him feel that the back in front of him was Lan'er who he couldn't give up in his midnight dream.

"The day you were killed, I was sold as slave number eight, so my name is Hachiro again. ”

"I didn't take good care of you, I failed my father's entrustment, I should die!"

"You come back now to find revenge, it's right, it's right, it's really right-"

Bang, bang, bang - the guqin, which had been mournful and sad, suddenly pulled a high note, and then all the strings broke off!

Smack-

"Shut up!" the man in white slapped on the piano table: "My brother has been beaten so that there are stacks of whip marks one after another, and there is not a single whip mark on your back or arm, you dare to come to seek death under your name! You see, my brother's body should look like this-"

Snort-whoa-whoa-

The man in white shook his right hand, and the sleeve on his left arm had been torn off.

On the round arms, between the skin like congealed cream, there are flesh-red earthworms, one after another, crisscrossing and crissling. In the miserable white candlelight, it is even more soul-stirring.

"Look, open your dog's eyes, my brother should look like this!"

Xiong Chu glanced at it, and just by looking at it, he had already closed his eyes in pain, and only endless tears flowed silently.

In front of him is indeed Lan'er, who is suffering for her life, but she can't explain it clearly in a few words.

He had nothing to say, because only a few people knew why the whip marks on his body were gone.

I think that in Funiu Mountain, although Xia Yun covered her body with her own body, she was almost burned to death by the fire, and her whole body was covered with big blisters. Later, the beggar gang leader tried his best to rescue him, and finally picked up a life.

The leader of the beggar gang used the precious fire dragon pill to remove the fire poison in his body and also eliminate the scars on his body. However, there is no witness now, and even if it is said, it is only a weak excuse, and it has no meaning.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that the whip marks on his body were gone, Prince Xiong would not dare to venture into the Nine Dao Villa.

All the scars on his body are gone, and he originally thought that he would be a blessing in disguise, but today there was such a big misunderstanding.

"Lan'er, the whip marks on my body are on my heart, and they are memories that will make me bleed for the rest of my life. I know you won't believe me, but I'm the Bear Prince, your brother. ”

"If you want to get rid of your hatred, you should kill me now. You can live, I can see you for the last time, and I will be satisfied. ”

"Lan'er, what he said is true. ”

At this moment, a person came to the hut, which made Xiong Chu forget his grief in shock.

Hunchbacked old man sweeping the floor.

"Master, how do you know that he is real? I don't want to be deceived again!" Lan'er stood up and helped the old man: "He doesn't have a single whip mark on his body, how can it be my brother?"

"Lan'er, because I remember one of his eyes. With a wave of his right hand, the hunchbacked old man had already unlocked the acupoints on Xiong Chu's body, and then sat on the stool: "When he was taken away, he once looked at you deeply, and I remember that look." It was nostalgia, reluctance, and hatred. ”

"In the past six months, I have seen him at the door nine times. Although he disguised it well, he also showed that he was calm and light. But the anger hidden in his eyes that wanted to ruin miè qiē could not be concealed. ”

Lan'er stared at the Xiong Prince, but asked the hunchbacked old man: "Although he looks like my brother and is exactly like what I saw in my dreams, is he really my brother?"

The hunchbacked old man nodded: "He is the number eight who was beaten to death and later sold." Whether it's your brother or not, you never said it, and you don't know as a teacher. ”

Although Xiong Chu's acupoint was unlocked, he did not stand up, but remained on the ground as it was, staring at Lan'er in front of him, for fear that it would become a dream in the blink of an eye.

He'd dreamed too much, but every time he woke up, it was empty.

Even if it was a dream, Prince Xiong hoped that this time it would last a little longer, so that he could see Lan'er's appearance clearly, and then engrave it on his heart.

"I remember our house was a shack with a peach tree at the door. ”

Lan'er stood in front of Xiong Chu, staring at his eyes, but when she spoke, she seemed very empty, as if her whole person would disappear into the void at any time.

"You're mistaken. Our house is a three-room thatched hut with a small pond at the door, which was dug out of the foundation of the mat. There are two date trees at the back of the house, but only one bears dates every year, because the other tree is still small. ”

Xiong Chu shook his head, and tears flowed down again: "That was when my sister was ten years old, I planted it with her, and I also planted my father and mother's wish, that is, to give birth to a noble son early one day." My sister was still young at the time, so she didn't know what her father meant, and she asked what she was doing to give birth to a precious son too early. I didn't expect the second year, the second year"

"Brother—"

With a cry that tore the liver and lungs, there was a pair of tearful people holding their heads and crying in the hut, and an old man with a sad face.

Half an hour passed, the crying had stopped, and the bear prince helped Lan'er to stand up: "Lan'er, how did you become a saint who is famous all over the world?"

She couldn't tell her about it. The hunchbacked old man said, "When you were taken away, Lan'er was dragged to the back mountain and buried." The old man knew that she hadn't lost her breath yet, and there should be a glimmer of life. So after the family left, the old man hurriedly dug her out and brought her here. ”

"She's not dead, but she's pretty much there. Even if it is saved, it will be a long process to recover. Fortunately, the old man is just a sweeper, and he is an old man in the villa, and he is also very free to move. So it took a year to be fine. ”

"A person who comes back from the dead needs a new identity. Fortunately, Lan'er herself is a slave, and it is rare to pay attention to her. For this reason, the old man gave her another identity, which was the Holy Maiden of the White Lotus Sect. In this way, she has a transcendent position in the villa. ”

"White Lotus Sect?" Prince Xiong frowned: "Lan'er, have you joined the White Lotus Sect?"

Lan'er was lying in the bear prince's arms and nodded slightly: "The master is the deputy sect leader of the White Lotus Sect, so I am also a disciple of the White Lotus Sect." ”

Xiong Chu turned his head to look at the hunchbacked old man: "It turns out that Zunjia turned out to be the deputy sect leader of the White Lotus Sect, which is really disrespectful and disrespectful! Thank you Zunjia for saving my sister, but I want to announce that she has left the White Lotus Sect from now on! My sister has suffered too much, and she is not used as a sacrifice by others!"

The hunchbacked old man smiled slightly: "I know you have an opinion about the White Lotus Sect, it's not surprising. Because the White Lotus Sect is mixed, you are not the only one who has opinions, even I have opinions. Also, the Li Sandou you destroyed was not a White Lotus Sect, he was just using this signboard to find a reason for himself to run rampant in the township. ”

Xiong Chu shook his head: "Even so, I'm not interested in your White Lotus Sect. I have also been to see Xu Hongru in Heze, Shandong, if the White Lotus Sect is like that, I don't think there is any need to save it, because you are not much stronger than the officials and soldiers of the court who shout and kill, and even more ferocious than the officials and soldiers. ”

A flash of melancholy flashed in the eyes of the hunchbacked old man: "Xu Hongru became the sect leader, not because he got the real inheritance, but because he was a first-class man who could speak well." And he was used by the Qi Party without knowing it, and as a result, he was destroyed by the imperial court not long ago, and more than 100,000 people died in vain. ”

"The true inheritance of the White Lotus Sect is in the Nine Dao Villa. This is the place where Tang Say'er has a mantle and a place of inheritance. The old man swept the floor here, just to guard this place of inheritance, and never allow people with ill intentions to get involved. ”

"Lan'er is not a White Lotus Sect at all, the old man is just giving her an identity, and there is no question of zài detachment. As for the chess piece that has become used by Jiudao Villa to the outside world, that is Pu Youde, Pu Changnian and his son are troublemakers. ”

"However, the Eight King Kongs beside Lan'er are members of the White Lotus Sect, but unfortunately they were all killed last night. Now that she has torn her face with King Fu of Luoyang, of course Lan'er can't continue to go to Luoyang, so I'll go with you in the future. ”

Only then did Xiong Chu let go of Lan'er, then straightened his clothes, and bowed deeply at the hunchbacked old man: "The kid didn't choose his words just now, he offended the dignity of the tiger, and I solemnly apologize here!"

"Haha, the legend of the rivers and lakes is that Hachiro has clear grievances and grievances, and he can bend and stretch, and the predecessors of Tianshan Shuangying said that Jian Hachiro will not leave his hand if he locks his throat, and it is really not a lie. The hunchbacked old man's body shook and already flashed to the side: "The old man is not qualified to be worshiped by you! ”

Xiong Chu could only smile bitterly: "The honorable driver has said it." The kid is just thanking Zunjia for his life-saving grace and virtue of passing on his art. This kind of mastery of the Pingtian Six Styles is not something that ordinary people can teach lightly. ”

"No, no, no, no!" The hunchbacked old man's face turned straight: "Whether it's used by the old man to sweep the floor, or Lan'er used it against the enemy, it's not the Pingtian Six Style!"