bantayden Chapter 173
Chapter 173
The divine Cangxue sleeve robe waved lightly, and the picture changed again.
The darkness of the night is as deep as ink.
The river in the sky fell and crackled the tiles.
The demonic snow and the divine snow stand in a house.
“Any idea where this is?”
Divine Cangxue asked.
Demon Cangxue nodded gently, “Cangjia Mansion.”
Divinity: “Remember this day?” ”
Devilishness:” The righteous father was smashed in the head by Wang Ye, the day he died. ”
In the third year of Fu Ling, the night when the righteous father swallowed his breath, the sky seemed to have broken a hole.
The demon Cang Xue remembered that that night the righteous mother Qu Yiqing went to Tongqiu Town and informed several nephews and nieces of the Cang family’s family to buy coffins and ask feng shui masters.
In the huge mansion, there were only her and the two sisters and brothers of Cangyu, as well as the corpse of the righteous father Cang Lan on the wooden bed of the main house.
In the storm, there was a sudden crunching sound.
Under the gaze of Demon Cangxue and Divine Cangxue, a thin slit opened the door of the east wing.
The little girl came out of the darkness behind the door and trotted towards the main house.
Divinity follows demonically.
The crunch sounded again.
The little girl entered the main house, lit the fuel lamp, and rummaged through the cabinets.
Soon he found a needle and thread and came to the wooden bed.
On the bed lay a corpse.
The body of the righteous father Cang Lan.
The man had been breathing for nearly two hours, and his face was pale.
A head is covered with cracks visible to the naked eye.
Scarlet flesh and blood are faintly visible, extremely terrifying.
The little girl is obviously very bold, but she is not afraid, after being familiar with threading the needle, she climbed into bed, struggled to lift the man’s stiff body slightly, and then rested the man’s head in her arms.
Finally, by candlelight, stitch by stitch, stitch by stitch.
“You said how stupid we were back then~”
The divine Cang Xue standing at the door of the room smiled bitterly.
The demonic snow also had a complicated expression.
The little girl was particularly serious in sewing.
Soon, the man’s head was crawling with hideous centipedes.
The little girl stretched out her palm, caressed the centipedes, and asked in a low voice: “Righteous father, does it still hurt?”
“How silly!”
Demon Cangxue muttered.
That night, their righteous father did not reply.
The little girl who could not relieve even a little pain from the righteous father, so she was sad for a long, long time.
This night, in Yu Mengze, the demon Cangxue stretched out his finger and gently touched the corpse of the man on the bed.
So the man slowly opened a pair of pitying eyes, raised his broad palm and touched the little girl’s face.
Softly said: “Thank you Xue’er, the righteous father is not in pain at all.” The
little girl suddenly smiled.
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Divine Cangxue waved his sleeve robe for the third time.
The new picture is in a mountain forest.
On the horizon, the sunset is red.
The bloody sunset spills over the mountains and forests.
The yellow-faced little girl wielded the Mandarin Duck Sword and sobbed: “Get up, get up, don’t eat my righteous mother~”
Next to the little girl, there was a badly decomposed corpse.
It was their righteous mother, Qu Yiqing.
Flies buzz like a black cloud, chewing carrion mice, crows, and densely squirming maggots.
The little girl chased the flies, kicked the mouse crow, and finally squatted down and grabbed the maggots.
I want to pick out and clean all the countless maggots from the corpse of my righteous mother.
“Don’t eat, you guys get up
~” The little girl said with a crying voice: “How can there be so many maggots~”
Compared to the righteous father and Xiaoyu, the little girl’s feelings for the righteous mother are extremely complicated.
Women have scolded the little girl more than once, forbidden to eat, and punished kneeling in the unit of measurement.
But on the road to escape, when it was the hardest, the woman never thought of abandoning the little girl.
Even cut the meat to feed the girl, giving her life.
“Change me this time~”
Divine Cangxue rushed to the corpse of the righteous mother lightly.
So, the rotten woman came to life.
“Cher.”
The woman called softly and sat up.
The little girl who grabbed the maggots, her thin body froze, and slowly raised her little head.
The woman’s two rows of Senran teeth opened and closed, and said gently: “My family Xue’er is originally a female coquette, but not a man.” The
little girl’s two big eyes were instantly filled with water mist.
The woman slowly opened her arms.
Carrion fell off the arm.
The little girl did not dislike it at all, and threw herself into the woman’s arms.
The sun is setting and the sea of flies lingers.
The little girl holding the decomposing corpse burst into tears.
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Divine Cangxue waved his sleeve for the fourth time.
The last change in the picture.
“Where is this?”
The night was deep, the gray mist was misty, and the magic snow stood on a winding path, looking around blankly.
“Virgin!”
The demon snow called out a few times, but no one answered.
There was dead silence all around, no sound.
The girl’s throat squirmed, and she couldn’t help but swallow two mouthfuls of saliva.
The sound of clicking came from the depths of the mist at the end of the path.
As the footsteps got closer and closer, the demonic snow was full of horror, and the footsteps subconsciously retreated.
Three figures, gradually clear from blurry.
Demon Cangxue’s expression couldn’t help but be stunned.
The girl in the center is full of smiling divinity.
The golden-eyed girl held the human little girl with her left hand, and a little boy about four or five years old with her right hand.
“Let’s go~”
Divine Cang Xue released his right hand and gently patted the little boy’s head.
The little boy in coarse linen clothes and two small feet walked straight to the demon snow.
Immediately raised her head, the girl with blood pupils showed an innocent and bright smile.
“Sister, you’ve grown so big.”
Demon Cangxue slowly squatted down, stretched out her trembling palm, and carefully held the little face that haunted.
“Xiaoyu,”
the blood-pupiled girl choked, “it’s not fun to grow up at all.
“Sister misses you, I want to think about it.”
The demonic snow that rained down like tears rained down and hugged the boy tightly into his arms.
“Sister, I miss you so much.”
The boy backhanded the bloody girl’s neck.
The divine snow and the human little girl also came closer.
One big and one small, gently hugging the demon snow and the little boy.
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I don’t know when, the fog cleared.
Mengze night sky hangs a round jade disk.
On the path, the demonic snow and the divine snow separated left and right, holding the boy’s little hand.
As for the little girl of human nature, she stood opposite the gods and demons and the boy, alone.
Demon Cang Xue looked at the poor little girl and said expressionlessly, “Let’s go.” Divine
Cang Xue glanced at the demon nature and smiled, “You let her go?” The
blood-pupiled girl shook her head lightly: “I let myself go.”
“Hey, girl.”
The little girl of human nature was in love and moved her gaze from the boy to the demon snow.
The blood-pupiled girl said softly: “Go back, the peaches on the Zhoushan peach tree are ripe.” ”
Pick a few for Master, Sister Xue, Sister Feng, and Uncle Pig Emperor.”
“Don’t forget to pick one for yourself too.”
On the path, three people and one person are in opposite directions.
The lonely little girl suddenly looked back.
Heaven and earth are innocent.
The moonlight is like snow.
Demons and divinities led the little boy and drifted away.
Until you go deep into the frost and snow.
Disappear forever at the end of a distant path.
“Goodbye~”
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first a shaky feeling.
Then came the sound of cars running over the ground.
Cang Xue woke up leisurely and sat up.
Looking at the wool blanket covering her body and touching the mattress under her, the girl looked around.
“What happened?”
“What about Uncle Pig Emperor, what about Sister Xue~” Xu
Yi heard the girl talking to herself.
The car curtain was lifted, and the young man smiled and said, “Sister Cangxue, it’s half a month young, you can be considered awake.”
Looking at the smiling boy, Cang Xue was stunned: “You are?” The
young man: “Han Xiangbone, the word Taiping, Mr. Qi Qingqi gave me it.” –
Fourteenth year of Voling, fifth day of September.
Western border of the Wei state.
The Tailing Mountain Range stretches for thousands of miles.
There is a small village in a corner of a thousand peaks.
The land is flat and the houses are beautiful.
Traffic, chickens and dogs smell each other.
Adults dressed in coarse linen clothes wield sickles and cut corn in the fields.
Ten or so children frolicked and played on the field ridge.
“Dad, mother, look at it, immortal!”
The working adults followed the sound and looked at a little boy about six or seven years old.
Then look up in the direction the boy was looking.
Under the empty sky, three giant white cranes flew abruptly.
On the back of the crane, three white-robed hunters rode and hunted, and the immortals with jade bones were in divine posture.
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Ps: Thanks to the ten blades of ‘Qingyi’ Daoist, and thanks to the ten blades of ‘Spirit Sword Blade’s Divine Valley’.
Thank you for paying for gifts, generate electricity with love, and bow with your fists.
There is only one chapter today, and the second closing climax is a bit difficult to write, I have to prepare a chapter outline.