Chapter 33 Some birds can't be locked up, it's doomed
I asked with eyes wide open, feeling so stupid that I wanted to slap myself, "You know?"
He looked at me very innocently, and he gave me a slap in the face: "You will find out after checking the account with King Yama later."
If I had a knife in my hand at this moment, I would stab him to death. I suppressed my anger: "...You, you fucking dare!"
He finally said with a smile: "You have the most sinister tongue of all the people in the orphanage."
I really want to throw him into the river.
It was a gloomy and lonely place, and I felt the ominous air coming from all around. Suddenly I turned around, and an ethereal temple came into view, with two big words written on the plaque - "Reincarnation".
Reincarnation?
The word "mysterious" magnified infinitely in my mind, and the faint dark fire in the hall swayed, as if to lure us to go and find out.
The most amazing thing is that there are several pieces of white gauze hanging in the temple, two white silk threads hanging and hanging, a short sword, and a coffin with a wide open lid placed right in front of it. Everything is there!
Deep down, there were more than a dozen red candles burning on the candlestick, and the dark red light and shadow flickered. A burst of strange fire blew out and extinguished a few candles.
"Come on if you have the guts, it's a trick." I said in a trembling voice, I moved closer to Miantang, grabbed his arm with trembling hands, looked at him, and waited for him to say some words of comfort.
But against the background of this weak candle, his profile looked extraordinarily different, handsome, cold, and cynical. He looked very excited and had an air of contempt for everything.
I was annoyed that I couldn't overcome the trembling of my feet at this time, otherwise, I would have screamed and walked back along the dark road we came from.
"Hang yourself or bury yourself alive, I will let you choose one."
A voice as cold as ice came, and in the darkness it was like a summons coming from the underworld, making people's hair stand on end.
The weak candlelight in the hall reflected a slender figure. The man came towards the hall with the aura that left no trace. A woman was as beautiful as a fairy and played the guqin with ease. She wore a hibiscus flower in her hair. Every move revealed the royal family.
His temperament and gray hair on his temples revealed his age. He estimated that he was about 40 years old. He said to himself:
"Last night I dreamed of the Zhulou, and tonight I sing the song of the water country. The island steams to the sea, and the mist meets the jungle. The moon has no past and present, and love comes from its depth. The Hannan Spring Calendar, how can I not care."
Just like the pores on my body can't help but open, I clenched my hands tightly, and my palms oozed with sweat. The pores all over my body couldn't help but open, my hands clenched, and my palms oozed with sweat.
I'm obviously not a timid person. Injuries have been a common occurrence since I was a child, and I rarely frown. But now, my uneasiness has reached an extreme level.
I stupidly pictured a few big words in my mind: It's over, it's over.
I grabbed Miantang's arm and blurted out a question to him: "With the white silk on my head and the coffin behind me, I'm going to die no matter what. Let's run." I wanted to have a good discussion with him, but this man seemed to be able to take good care of him.
Is it like a discussion?
"Bai Ling will die quickly by hanging herself, with less pain. After being buried alive for a while, she won't be able to breathe anymore, and she has to endure the dampness and yin gas, as well as the nuisance of poisonous snakes. How about it, have you made up your mind?" He pointed while not cooperating with the plot.
The white silk on top.
I was so angry that my blood boiled. He pointed at Coffin Village and made a quick decision: "It."
I was distracted, thinking that there might be a secret passage in Coffin Village, so I blurted out: "Why?"
"Because the coffin can sleep two people, and the white silk will break when hanging two. They are a ghost couple. You are not wronged. I, Yulin Linfeng, will live with you in life and sleep with you in death. The coffin is making trouble in the bridal chamber. How many beauties are in love with each other?
I threw myself into my arms and threw myself into my arms, and you made a profit." That Miantang actually had the nerve to be so shameless.
I was so angry that I bit his arm, and my scalp felt numb for a while, but the mysterious curve of his lips, the almond-shaped phoenix eyes shining brightly in the dark, and his smile made people feel scared no matter how they looked at it.
Liar! He is going to betray the country and surrender to the enemy! I am going to capsize in the gutter!
I coaxed and lied, restraining the urge not to take the bricks: "Young man, it's better to die than to live. If you have any worries, as long as you pass this level, I will play with you. There is no shortage of people reporting to hell today.
Let’s not cause trouble to the King of Hell.”
Mian Tangxie's angry and angry expression had a savage temperament. His careful face concealed a ferocious temperament. I sensed his cruelty, so I bit his arm harder to clear it. His black eyes sparkled.
With a spark of mischief, he didn't mind that I just left a deep mark on his arm with my mouth and teeth, and asked me in a drawl, "Are you a dog?"
"If you continue to be sarcastic and mocking, I will never talk to you again." My voice trembled slightly.
"You're not scared out of your wits, are you?" He pretended to be shocked and smiled at me. Looking at his narcissistic smile, I wanted to give him to the enemy for tea.
He then held my hand and walked leisurely toward the unknown part of the forest, saying, "Dark clouds are pressing down on the city, threatening to destroy it. The armor's light is shining towards the golden sun. The sound of horns fills the autumn sky, and the red flags are half-rolled.
Facing the Yishui River, the drums are heavy with frost and can no longer sound due to the cold. I will report to you on the golden stage and support the jade dragon to die for you."
Under my unblinking anger, Na Mianchang went on to say: "Li He's poem has been around for more than a year, but it is just a reflection of the current world. Even if the nobles of the Qing Dynasty are willing to stick to it, can they keep it?"
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This guy doesn't let people stop and continues to promote: "The Thirteen Taibao, Yan Shisan is in power, the eccentric prodigal, the instructor doctor, the bodyguard butcher, the cigarette holder scholar, and the drunkard Xiao Qiao."
It's all fucking bullshit.
Now I have three souls and seven souls.
The other party remained silent for a full minute, with a gloomy aura.
A minute later, the surroundings around us suddenly lit up. There was a copper stove with a dragon head hanging on the tree. The fire sticks flying from the copper stove with the dragon head from nowhere were all lit up. The most obvious thing was the dragon-carved flagpole hanging under the banyan tree.
The wind flutters the golden flag.
Na Mian Tang raised his hands and said, "Feed the black dragon, light the sky lanterns, and hang the yellow one. Nalan Pearl, a former royal noble of the Qing Dynasty and a member of the Zhenghuang Banner of Manchuria. Today's people don't know the traces of Nalan Pearl, a descendant of the Qing nobles, but they never dare to
I think the most noble Nalangge of the Qing Dynasty is hiding here. Do you want us to clean our throats and die?"
Nalangge said, "Our Qing Dynasty has great rivers and mountains, and the country has broken mountains and rivers. If you wait for your unfilial sons and grandsons, you will not care about Shu. No matter how peaceful you are, I will clean up the house. Just like those piles of skeletons, life and death are the ghosts of my Qing Dynasty."
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Na Miantang said: "It's a pity that the world laughs at me for being too crazy, and the world cannot see through my laughter. The fate of the Qing Dynasty has been defeated, and the situation is only for the present. Now there is an invasion by foreign enemies, and a good man should serve his country."
The bull's head is wrong.
A big war is coming.
The sky is full of sword flowers and the sky is full of sword rain, flying from all around the woods. The goods are empty and real, as if on the left, as on the right, as in front, as behind, as fast as slow, as empty and as real.
To escape the killing.
But I finally knew that Mian Tang was greedy for life and afraid of death. I finally knew why he kept holding my hand, because at this moment, I was playing the role of "feeding". He pushed hard on my back.
Pushing, I uncontrollably threw the Nalan Pearl in a parabolic path in the air.
The bell under my feet made a series of tinkling sounds as it flew through the air, which was indeed a "death reminder." I was very unfortunate to land in front of the Nalan Pearl.
Nalan Mingzhu grabbed me and lost her composure, "Tell me, where did you get the bell?"
I pointed at my enemy Na Miantang tremblingly, thinking about surrendering to the enemy at the critical moment to save my life, "Na Miantang tied the bell while others were in danger. He killed innocent people indiscriminately, added insult to injury, preyed on the common people, and intimidated his compatriots and sisters! He was lewd and lustful,
You are comparable to Ximen Qing in occupying folk girls! How do you take care of your good skin? Teach me, I am good at washing and cooking. I don’t want to stay in the orphanage for a long time, I will vote for you."
Nalan Mingzhu looked at my face carefully, nodded to Na Miantang, raised his head and laughed: "A good match! A good match!"
While waving his sword, Na Mian Tang had some spare time to talk to Nalan Gege: "Some birds can't be caged. They are destined to be like this. Their feathers are so dazzling."
A strange expression suddenly appeared on Nalan Mingzhu's face, and her mind seemed to be far away. After a long time, she hammered out one word: "Accurate!".
As soon as she finished speaking, I was unfortunately thrown by Nalan Mingzhu in a parabola to the Mian Tang, and at the same time attached a sealed letter or other silk satin. The Mian Tang picked me up and quickly picked up the silk satin.
Put it in your clothes.
It was a bad start. One night, I was tossed twice like a toy. I was so shaken that I wanted to curse their eighteen generations of ancestors, but in reality, I could only kill them with the power of my eyes.
The sword rain seemed to have no intention of stopping, and the attack became more and more fierce, but it did not hurt us at all. The guy actually had a chance to ask me confidently, "What should we do now?", this scoundrel!
I yelled back and finally had the chance to kick his butt. "Run!" I rushed towards the rope bridge, but was grabbed by the guy's family and almost fell to the ground. He kicked me in order to stop my momentum.
Panting in the bend of my knees, I ran on one knee on the ground.
The expression on Miantang's face that was trying to laugh or not suddenly moved me for a moment: "You are rushing in the wrong direction, beauty. I understand that the direction you are rushing in means that you surrendered to the enemy in front of the battle, and threw yourself into his arms."
Now that guy finally regained his senses, he immediately realized how wise my decision was. He started running wildly while not forgetting to give me a thumbs up. I stared at his butt and started running.
Soon, this good feeling is purely unnecessary.
I chased and asked: "Why don't we return from the rope bridge?"
He said shamelessly, "I'm afraid of the skeletons."
"When you came here, were you bolder than anyone else?"
"I'm scared now."
"Honestly!" I was a little anxious, because he and I had already reached the back of the mountain---if we took two steps back, our only possibility would be to roll into the river.
Na Miantang finally answered: "Flow from the river and cross the bank, which is more fun."
I was so choked that I suddenly stopped. I immediately realized that there was absolutely no safety around him. If I had to make a choice, I would rather join the elusive Nalangge group. He seemed to know what I was thinking at this time and would not give me anything.
When it was time to retort, I was grabbed and dragged forward to the edge of the cliff. I vomited and ran at the same time.