Chapter 9 Wisdom is like a half-demon, likes to be called a monster
Time seemed to stand still and ten minutes passed.
The dean looked at Mr. Liu with a look of sincerity and fawning. She looked at me with an expression that the old man could not see. I looked at the sky, the ground, and my feet with an indifferent expression. Finally, I broke this annoying thing and impatiently
He raised his head and imitated the wolf's cry of "Ooo~~~~". Under the hair of the noodles with clear soup was a yellow and thin face, and he felt like a hero: "Mommy, let me go if you have the ability."
The mother-in-law was angry. She couldn't believe her ears. She was used to the absolute obedience of everyone in the orphanage. She was a cruel dictator and relished the power in her hands and the threat to others. She fiercely
He slapped me so hard that I couldn't stand up.
She will cherish her reputation like a bird cherishes its feathers, how could it be possible for my image to mess up everything she wants to gain fame for.
The mother-in-law, still not satisfied, instructs the handyman in the courtyard to open the whip. The whip is like a long black snake, winding around me. He raises the whip, making a crackling sound. He sees me flinching.
When we were fighting, the handyman laughed, pulled his arm back, and the whip made a hissing sound in the air. I quickly closed my eyes, preparing to accept the severe pain.
"It's so noisy, can it be quieter?" Someone said in a pleasant, soft and lazy voice.
I opened my eyes and saw a young man standing next to an old man. It was he who opened the mouth just now.
The young man stood there, accepting the absolute surrender of everyone. This reminded me of the Roman statues engraved on the walls of the church in our orphanage. Those ancient Roman statues, who relied on their divine power to control the life and death of their subjects. He supported it with one hand.
With his waist bent, his side face showing cold and noble authority, his body standing casually and arrogantly, his center of gravity resting on a slightly retreated leg - an unruly and arrogant young man; a pair of dark, deep ice eyes and sexy arched lips, making him appear...
Wild and unrestrained, evil and sexy - a wild boy.
He reminds me of a leopard lazing in the sun in the illustration, but I have to say that he is the most unique person of the opposite sex I have ever seen in my life.
Although he stood lazily, he controlled everything here. There was an unspeakable arrogance in his words and deeds, and an unusual magic power that made people intimidated.
The young man pointed at me, looked at me as an "animal" and announced: "A barbarian in the mountains?"
I stared at him, and my gratitude was quickly blown away by his casual, frank and practical demeanor. The boy was very good at scaring people as if nothing had happened. Am I an animal? Did he make a mistake?! I have
He is a bully in the courtyard. I don't know if he can accept my five-fingered grasp. I will definitely make him cry like shit.
"She doesn't have fangs or a tail." The young man smiled wider, with the corners of his mouth raised higher. He looked carefree, as if we were meeting old friends after not seeing each other for many years.
"You don't have horns or hair all over your body." I said back to him.
"Where are you from?" He was not asking me, but questioning me.
"Isn't this question a little funny? I came down from heaven?" I retorted.
"Answer me." He looked at me carefully, looking very interested.
"So what if you don't answer?" I said provocatively, feeling my eyes flashing with anger as I spoke.
"You will regret it." He still had a casual attitude.
"Go to hell," I said calmly.
He smiled happily. He was rarely contradicted by others. He was used to giving orders and others always obeyed. I felt a trace of bloodthirsty and cruelty emerging from the corners of his mouth and the angry eyes staring at me.
come out.
A bad idea in my mind made me show weakness to him deliberately, and I showed a very contagious smile: "You are so handsome, you look like the leading actor in a foreign picture album."
The young man was so narcissistic that he asked curiously: "Foreign picture album? Which one are you looking at?"
"Are you like the ginseng doll wearing a butt curtain in the picture album?"
The six little horses gathered together and burst into laughter.
The boy took a breath: "Oh, this kid's mouth is quite powerful."
The handsome young man came closer to me, lowered his head and looked at me, his lips curved into a graceful smile, half-smiling. Then, he stretched out his hand to pull me to stand up, but before my grandma could take a breath of air, she screamed one after another.
: "Master, be careful!"
That's too late.
The moment he touched my face with his hand, I felt like a vampire, and like a stray dog on the roadside showing its fangs mercilessly to the person who bullied it. The next second, his middle finger was bitten by me viciously and disgustingly, and blood flowed out.
From his fingers flowing down the river, I didn't hear the scream I imagined. He just frowned, which attracted the black-faced heroes around him to roar over.
I was once again ready to accept the fate of being like a stray dog, destined to be kicked here and there, and then I was piled on the rope like a pile of ooze.
"It really has fangs." As if the two of us had just made a funny joke, he clasped my chin with his bloody hand, and I stared at him with mixed eyes in surprise.
In fact, I was in terrible pain. I wonder if children who have never been warmed since childhood unconsciously choose this way to prove their existence.
I'm confused.
As expected, the dean's mother rubbed her hands, with a flattering look, and said with a double entendre: "Young Master, this insane beast has injured the Young Master, should I be executed?"
I forced myself to stand up straighter, but even with the rope fixed on me, I was still sliding down. I tried to relax my sore jaw and hummed: "I'm okay, I have the guts to have fun."
I giggled.
He looked back at the living creature with a frown on his face: "Since I was a child, you are the first one who dares to bite me. You are so kind!"
Master Liu on the side spoke calmly and struck a fatal blow against me: "Master, this kind of child is called a ghost baby. A child born on July 14th will be abandoned when she is born, because she is destined to cause trouble to others, and she has evil energy.
It's too heavy, and it will be easy for her to be robbed when she grows up. God has placed a curse on her, and she is an evil ghost sent by the old man to collect the soul of the human world. It is useless and poisonous if she is kept."
The dean's mother used her strength to make up for it: "Mao Jiujiu, you are a little kid. You have been very difficult since you were 7 years old. You climbed the clock tower, got into the trash can, and scattered nails and sharp stones into the pig pen. These incidents include
For your sake. One time you kept the stove boiling water. I was wondering how you actually learned to do things when you had such a quiet time. What was the result? As soon as the water boiled, you picked up the pot and watered the cannas in our yard!
Are you so weak? You are simply a demon king!"
I'm not afraid of bluffing: "Aunty Dean, I can see that I'm going to beat you today. You can't conclude that I'm mentally disturbed just because I threw thumbtacks into the sheep and pig pens and watered the flowers with boiling water when I was a child. I'm now
I decided to stop hiding it in front of everyone. Is it easy to blame me for so many years? It was Niu Ba, yes, it was Niu Ba who told me that in order for goats and pigs to grow up healthily, eating pointed stones can cure insects. I was really easy to deceive at that time.
Already."
The dean was so angry that she was trembling. I was obviously talking nonsense and brought up Niu Ba. Niu Ba screamed and complained again, and the young man laughed loudly.
The bastards who come from afar are making trouble in a sarcastic yet contradictory way.
The rat's most joyful cry is: "Her teeth are poisonous! Be careful of ulcers."
Xiao Ma Liu then shouted: "Master, this guy is not that bad, but he is not poisonous. Her saliva attracts mosquitoes and flies."
Ah Wulu echoed encouragingly: "I'll beat her to death. With Mao Jiu's character, I'm afraid she will become a devil."
Gui Feng Qi was filled with righteous indignation in her narcissism: "Oh, that's right, die early and be reincarnated early."
I smiled at every bastard who looked at me. Now that they have the same roots, they have the instinct to worry about each other and protect me. I can resolve my grudges with a smile. Internally, we are fighting in a pot, and it seems that we can use
Endless boring time, this kind of intimacy is the tacit understanding that we grow together. We kick each other, and to the outside world, we are one entity, connected with the roots.
I looked at the brothers who were from the same origin and helped attack. I knew that they were not very good at speaking. I carefully compared the young man and the bastard: "If he is killed by him, the boat will capsize in the gutter. If he is killed by you greedy scum, you are afraid of death."
"If you don't make a excrement machine with big words...it will overturn the boat in the gutter. Sooner or later, I will deal with you like braised pig faces and chicken stewed in moru!"
Everyone thought that my life would be lost because of this. The young man seemed to be trying to rein in a wild horse and was deliberately going against Mr. Liu. His thoughts immediately jumped to another place: "Who has the most sinister mouth here?"
My hands-on skills are weak, but my verbal skills are excellent. My history of scolding during the years in the orphanage is very good. I am always good at defeating the part that everyone cares about most.
I tried my best to stay out of his sight, but that group of guys were sometimes sensitive and sometimes stupid, but now they are sensitive and become shrewd. They all looked at me without exception, so the young man waved his hand, including omitting Master Liu's decision,
He said to me: "You have been upgraded. You are exempt from death. Within three steps, Ruicha will give you water. What is going on today?"
Niu Ba rushed to report, a little angry: "This madman hit us today, and now we are either injured or disabled." Then the young man looked at me with interest: "You can still fight, not bad, you can sparring, you have been upgraded again.
, you not only want Rui Cha to bring you water, but you also want to accompany me in the martial arts competition, starting tomorrow."
I looked at this arrogant young man in astonishment. I would not be grateful to him because his young body is filled with mature thoughts. He is as smart as a half-demon and likes to be called an evildoer. This evildoer is using me to block the robbery - to deal with Mr. Liu.
I couldn't help but look at Master Liu who had just sealed my coffin. He went against Master Liu's advice. I could imagine that I would be smashed by Master Liu in a second.
He understood what I meant, raised my chin in a conscious and interesting way, and said, "It depends on your luck."
I gritted my teeth and whispered: "Mom, you're such a badass. You've had a bad year and become a shield."
The boy was admitted to the orphanage that day. Everything was calm and I had to be released tomorrow morning. But something happened in the orphanage that night.