Deep Dark Valley—When the Scorpion Meets the Five Flowers
Young Master Ying, the lord of the Lingscorpion Palace in Cangming Valley, never eats meat and prefers vegetables and mushrooms.
This is an open secret in the Cangming Valley, and it is also a must-have common sense for all kitchen chefs. If the minced meat stars are not brushed clean when the pot is cooked, and the vegetables are stir-fried, within two days, the cook will be carrying two
A huge black pig's ear, weeping and crying, begging the young master to let him live.
The young master smiles at love, with beautiful phoenix eyes, a tall nose, thin pearlescent pink lips, and teeth as white as shells. His smile is charming and graceful, non-toxic and harmless...
He likes a purple-red gown, with a black jade belt around his waist, a few tassels hanging from it, and wide sleeves. There are no less than fifty scorpions hidden inside, all of which are highly poisonous and deadly.
In the world of rivers and lakes, Cangming Valley seems to be a forbidden place, and the expression changes when talking about it, and Young Master Ying of the Spirit Scorpion Palace is even called a poisonous scorpion.
Hearing this, he sneered, gently stroked two strands of flowing green hair on his ears and temples, and said with a smile, adding this word to describe a woman to me, I dare to take the courage of a leopard, and I don't have to study for a few more years, so I call him a scorpion or a scorpion.
It's great to welcome Scorpions. At least it has a name so it's easy to distinguish.
Tianya, the master of Deyue Palace, squirted tea all over the floor, shook his head and said with a smile, this is how the world is. You and I do not harm others, but some people want to be harmed. I, Cangming Yougu, never take the initiative to hurt others, so the villains in this world think
There are some strange treasures in the valley, and we rush into the valley arrogantly. We are just taking precautions, but we suddenly become like martial arts monsters.
The young master shook his purple-red robe, squinted his eyes and chuckled. So what if you are a monster? Those self-proclaimed righteous people are not wolves in sheep's clothing! After saying this, he took out the scorpion from the sleeve of his robe and started playing with it.
Welcome, I have something to ask of you from the end of the world. The way from the end of the world is righteous.
What's the matter? The young master welcomed back the scorpion, took the wet cloth from the maid and carefully wiped his slender jade fingers. He glanced at himself in the bronze mirror secretly, looking a bit narcissistic, as cold and arrogant as a narcissus.
Help Zipei get something to save his life. When he mentioned his beloved wife, Tianya's eyes felt as warm as spring, thinking that he loved his wife to death.
Steal? What do you want in Cangming Valley and Tianya? Where can I steal? As soon as I said that, I couldn’t replace the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum and century-old ginseng in the mountains and valleys. I was tired of eating them. The young master smiled and stood up to straighten his purple robe.
, the maid quickly gave way.
Young Master Ying has eccentricities, he doesn't like to be in contact with others, and he hates women extremely.
Besides, there are many talented people, so why did you choose me? After all, he owes Tianya his life. Of course he is willing to repay the favor, but he has to ask clearly.
Tianya shook his head and sighed, "I can only rest assured if I hand over the map of the palace to you. I should have gone there by myself, but Zipei is like this, and I can't rest assured."
Royal palace? What is it? The young master shook his body, his eyes were shining, and his teeth were white.
Blood jade and golden silkworm, extend your life... Tianya's face is lonely, his eyes are twinkling, and his voice is hoarse and choked with sobs.
Their stories have too many twists and turns, and there is too much unspeakable suffering behind each of them.
Okay, give me the map. Young Master Ying Ying agreed, holding a piece of green vegetable from the corner of his mouth, and a drop of oil splashed down the purple robe. He glanced at the maid behind him. The maid in blue ran away in a panic and rushed to bathe and change his clothes. Young Master Ying Ying couldn't tolerate any trace of dirt.
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The wind in the valley is so beautiful that the young master puts on a new robe. His right eyelid twitches. He stands in front of the bronze mirror with his hands behind his back and bids farewell to the person in the mirror for a long time.
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Qin Wuhua loves to eat meat, but even pigs eat water.
There is no other reason. People say that one eats from the mountains and eats from the sea. Born in a butcher's house, there is naturally a lot of fat and water, so pork is indispensable. The family makes a living by selling meat, and no one grows vegetables. It is not cost-effective to buy them on the street.
The Qin family simply eats pork as their staple food.
A few years ago, when there was a famine and the world was unsettled, Aunt Qin kept a large bag of cut pig butts in her cupboard. After washing them, she would take out the pig butts and rub them on the dry black pot every time she stir-fried wild vegetables and pigs.
The last few trips back and forth were a bit of a blessing. Although my life was poor, it was relatively easy compared to those around me. However, the Qin family only managed to support two of the five children. The youngest, Qin Wuhua, was the daughter of Qin Baishou at home.
He picked it up from the manure tank outside the pig pen. At that time, he had just returned from burying the fifth child who died of illness.
Some people say that five flowers are lucky. In years of famine, almost all pigs die, and the smelly manure tanks have long since dried up.
When the aunt of the Qin family heard that her husband had picked up a baby girl, she scolded her for a while. When she held the baby in her arms, she saw that the baby was as beautiful as jade and snow and was giggling non-stop. Anyone who saw it would be happy to the core.
The aunt touched the girl's silk body and shook her head. Jingui's baby must have suffered a lot. Several of our babies have died. They must have done bad things in previous lives. Doing good deeds now is considered good deeds. Bodhisattva will bless us to suffer less in the next life.
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It is said that Qin Wuhua has a beautiful face, like a big happy carrot, and a pretty face that is more beautiful than a red potato flower. She has a talkative mouth, a good memory, and nimble hands and feet. However, at the age of sixteen, she became famous as a pork kid in the vegetable market.
Xi Shi.
Her tragedy happened one early morning...
Early that morning, she got up early, washed away the blood around the barrel, made hot water, and waited for her father to get up to kill the pig. Remembering that she had promised to leave the best pork belly for Widow Zhang in Ximen and give it to the neighbor next door.
Grandma Sun left some minced meat and minced it into puree...
Not long after, Dad got up and quickly pointed the sharp knife at the fat pig, stabbed the butcher knife hard, and killed a living...
Wuhua, daddy is leaving first. You can come out after finishing your things. After saying this, Qin Baishou swung his waist and arms and carried half of the pork on his shoulders, limping slightly, to the vegetable market.
Well, just chop up the meat and go. After saying that, Wuhua skillfully swung the two chop knives in his hands and chopped the meat with a clicking sound, like the sound of horse hooves.
vomit!
Who is upset?
Vomit...vomit...
who is it??!!
Uh-huh... No more chopping! A weak voice floated over, it was a man.
Oh my god?! What is he going to do? Steal pork? Subconsciously, Wu Hua protected the two shiny, shiny knives in front of his chest.
She sharply saw the hem of the purple-red clothes! She raised the knife and went away, and saw a man half-paralyzed next to the pig pen, panting slightly. The purple-red clothes were darker and lighter, like mottled blood.
Ah! It’s important to save people!
Wuhua quickly turned around and returned to the house, put down the chopping knife, and lightly ran her index finger on the blade to remove the minced meat from the top, put it into a bowl, wrapped it in lotus leaves, and poured a few ladles of water into the pot.
Seeing that the stove was missing some firewood, I quickly went to the woodshed to get a few handfuls of firewood to add to the fire.
Just as he was about to leave the house, he remembered that he was a little thirsty. He drank a few large sips of water and felt better. So he ran to the man with a kettle and asked curiously, "What's wrong with you? Who are you? Wow, it was so cold last night."
Sleeping in the pig pen? Huh? Didn’t you hear the sow’s noise? Also, luckily you didn’t fall into the manure tank. By the way, did you know? I did fall into the manure tank...
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Shut up! The man's knuckles were white and he had the urge to kill. He gritted his teeth and ordered the disgusting woman whose clothes were stained with minced meat and looked too old to see her true colors. If you want the whole family to survive, stop talking nonsense! Take me back to the house, for
I need hot water, I...I want to take a bath...
Young Master Ying was trembling all over, the stench was unbearable to him, and her chopping of meat made him want to kill the woman in front of him.
Close your eyes, your mind is filled with messy thoughts and broken images.
Minced meat... blood... corpses, remains...
His mother was once a famous prostitute in a brothel and was one of the most beautiful women. His father was a romantic man who admired his mother's stunning beauty and jewelry. With his sweet talk, his mother redeemed herself from the mortal world.
I thought I had found support and was out of the sea of suffering, but I didn't expect that I was entrusted to someone else.
When he was five years old, his mother finally couldn't bear it anymore. One night, she smeared the prodigal son's neck with a knife, and then like crazy, she picked off the flesh with one knife, and then chopped it into cubes, into powder, into paste...
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He saw all that.
vomit......
Tianya is cautious in doing things, while Young Master Ying is ruthless in doing things but careless and a little naughty.
When I sneaked into the palace that day, I followed the map and went straight to the pharmacy. After getting the snow jade and ice silkworms, I suddenly wanted to see the so-called dragon's face.
What kind of bullshit does the real Dragon Emperor have to poop and fart?
When I saw Huangfu Zhi, he was staring at a painting in a daze. He was dressed in a bright royal color and had facial features that were slightly worse than his own, and he looked like a king.
Look, what a bullshit dragon, and some romance, thinking about things, and people, and look, you're still crying like a girl.
Young Master Ying found it funny and let out a cry. Huangfu Zhi, who had been wiping tears from his nose just a moment ago, immediately looked around for the sound with sharp eyes and keen hearing.
Tsk tsk, those eyes, swipe! swipe! swipe! Like sharp Huangfu flying knives!
After all, Gongzi Ying was too arrogant and made a mistake. He overestimated his own abilities and looked down on the palace guards. After releasing the scorpions in his robe sleeves, he thought, alas, everyone knows it is me.
Whatever Scorpion does, this evil person's reputation cannot be eradicated.
When he jumped out of the palace wall and ran wildly on the roof, hot blood fell on the tiles, and the sleeves of his robe whistled in the wind...
Tianya's neither salty nor indifferent advice appeared in front of my eyes, "Ying, you can't wear it like this, the sleeves are too big and attract the wind..."
Suddenly his feet were empty, why was the house made of tiles so soft and empty? Oh, it turned out to be a thatched house... Severe pain came, and when he fainted, he clearly heard some shrill pig noises.
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The unscrupulous author ends here.
Okay, everyone, the story about Scorpion and Wuhua will omit 100,000 words...