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Alin frowned, a little afraid to answer: "Are you a sword guard?"
"That's right."
When Alin was in trouble, she still remembered that her master had repeatedly acted on her behalf before she left. If she encounters a "knife guard", she must obey his orders. If that person is unwilling to borrow a knife, she must not take it away, and there must be no offense. She didn't understand why Master had such respect for a lame man. A-Lin carefully probed into Rong Yu's breath, trying to find out the foundation of his martial arts, only to find out to his horror that she couldn't detect his breath at all, thinking that this person's kung fu had reached the perfect level.
She immediately withdrew the sword, and she was sweating coldly because of her actions. If someone with such a deep breath in her heart wanted her life just now, she would have already died. She took two steps back, clasped her fists and said, "I'm offended, the little girl's name is A-Lin, and she was asked by her tutor to ask for the use of the Slaughter Blade. I hope..." She couldn't find a suitable name for a while, so she casually I grabbed one in my mind, "I hope the adults will be fulfilled."
Rong Yu smiled: "My lord can't handle it, I'm not much older than you. I said, I can borrow a knife and exchange it for something."
"what?"
"Well, let's say...you."
Chapter two
"What do you want me to do?" Alin asked coldly.
"You look good, you look very funny." He smiled elegantly, as if saying that the sky is blue today, just from the tone of voice, it doesn't make people feel wretched.
Alin twitched the corner of his mouth, then nodded without hesitation: "Okay, I'll stay, but you have to give me time for me to send the knife to my master, after that, I will definitely come back and let you deal with."
Rong Yugao stared at her face, and was strangely silent for a long time: "I'll send the Slaughter Blade to you." As soon as he finished speaking, he uttered a whistle, the whistle sounded loudly, and echoed in the dòngxué for a long time, and suddenly, A sharp long whistle echoed from outside the dòng, there was an inexplicable cool breeze in the dòng, the wind grew louder, and with another long whistle, A-Lin saw a large eagle flying straight in from outside the dòng, and it landed on the ground It was half as tall.
Rong Yu smiled and said, "The eagle I raised since I was a child, after being released into the wild, I don't know why it has grown a little bigger than its peers. Although it's not very smart, it's not a problem to deliver letters."
Allen was silent.
"Come on, I'll take you to get the knife." After saying that, he pushed his wheelchair and slowly walked into the darkness of dòngxué. Alin hesitated for a while and finally gritted his teeth and followed.
She left the sunlight in the dòngxué, and it didn't take long for her to reach her five fingers. The darkness was not scary, but what surprised Alin was that she didn't hear the sound of the wheelchair, and the surroundings were dead silent, as if she was the only one here. .
No wonder Master told him not to contradict the sword guard. With his accomplishments, killing her would probably be easier than killing an ant.
Arrington stopped and lost his way.
"What's wrong?" Right
Rong and gentle inquiries came from the front. Alin didn't answer, he looked in the direction of the voice, "I'm sorry." Rong Yu paused, then smiled helplessly, "I've lived alone for too long, and I don't know how to take care of others. Come to the right."
Rong Yu said a few words from time to time to help Alin find his way. After walking for a while, Alin touched the cold wall. Rong Yudao: "It's inconvenient for me to get up, you can feel it, that's the knife on the ground."
The fastest knife in the world was thrown into the corner like a waste by this man... A-Lin touched the handle of the knife and shook the soil on it, feeling powerless for a while.
Walking back to the sunny place, Rong Yu said, "Tie the knife to Ah Diao's feet and tell him where your master is, and he will send it for you."
Alin felt incredible: "It can understand human speech?"
Dissatisfied with Alin's discrimination, the big eagle fanned his wings angrily, messing up Alin's black hair. Rong Yu smiled and squinted: "It's very smart."
Alin still held the killing blade and refused to let go, Rong Yu was not in a hurry, and looked at her with a good temper. Alin frowned and asked, "How can I trust you, if this knife hadn't been delivered to my master..."
"What token do you have on your master? Just ask Ah Diao to bring back the token from your master." Rong Yu thought for a while and said, "Tear off a piece of your clothes."
Alin's hand holding the knife tightened, and the aura of alertness was drawn around him again.
"Don't be nervous." Rong Yu said with a smile, "I just borrowed your clothes to make a letter." After listening, Alin put down his prohibition, and without hesitation, cut off a piece of skirt with a slaughtering knife and handed it to Rong Yu . Rong Yu waved his hand, "You naturally know what keepsake your master has. You can write it yourself, and you will also write down your farewell words."
A-Lin thought about it too. He looked around and couldn't find the pen, so Xing bit his finger and wrote a "Blood Book". Rong Yu couldn't bear to see it, but after thinking about it, A-Lin still added a few words.
"Fire folds, candles, food, and enough clothes..." Alin twitched the corners of his mouth, "You asked my master to use these things to exchange for the Slaughter Blade?" She felt that the man's brain was not very good.
Rong Yu nodded: "Well, and you."
Allin was silent.
Rong Yu smiled brightly: "These things are all for your use, so, even if the contract is established, when your master returns the Slaughter Blade, I will return you back."
Alin sank his eyes, the loneliness in his eyes was blocked by his eyelashes.
Rong Yu smiled and rolled his eyes, watching the big eagle fly out with the knife and the letter. At this time, the sun can only slant on a stone wall in the dòngxué. It's only afternoon outside, but night is about to usher in here. Rong Yu sighed: "Well, let's discuss how to spend the cold night before your master sends Huozhezi."
Alin said coldly, "How did you live before, how do you live now."
"Little girl, don't compare yourself to me."
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"Impulse, Seven Worlds Ominous" This is a story about floating clouds, about impulsive stories, let's take a look at the copy:
Impulsivity is the devil, and Xiao Xiangzi understands this old saying more and more deeply after getting to know that nightmare-like man.
However, no matter how deep the understanding is, it is difficult to restrain the impulsive soul burning like a flame... That man... the man who wanted to poke every pore on his body as soon as he saw it!
The merciful Buddha, the almighty Jade Emperor, and the writers and readers who have been torn apart and never get up again!
Please tell her, who can tell her!
How to suppress impulses...
Look at you, Ah Jiu still has a hard working code, right?
☆, ghost guard (middle)
third chapter
Cold... suffocating cold.
She curled up, but she was still shaking uncontrollably. There were rude scolding and sporadic cries in the distance, swept up by the whistling cold wind and wrapped around her skin, making her feel extremely hopeless and depressed.
"Don't be afraid."
It was as if a pair of warm hands came in in the endless darkness, took her by the shoulders, and brought her into a warm embrace. The palms gently stroked the top of her head, and the man's warm and steady voice calmed everything down. The power of unease: "Don't be afraid, it will end, such days will soon end."
Alin felt his eyes wet, and a thin female voice replied softly, like she didn't look like her: "No. Mother said that we are sinners and will be sent to the farthest north to work. In a lifetime, there will never be a day of freedom, we can't escape these officers and soldiers..."
The man was just silent.
"Big brother, you are such a nice person, what crime did you commit? Why did they arrest you, but they kept you alone in a prison car?"
The man was silent for a long time before he chuckled: "Because... I'm so nice."
She seemed sleepy, leaning in the man's warm arms, her eyelids slowly fighting: "Hello, big brother... give me steamed buns and water to eat, save me... so that I don't have to travel in the snow, It's just my parents... my parents..."
Parents?
Her mind suddenly plunged into darkness. After an unknown amount of time, a sticky and warm feeling swept her body. She opened her eyes and saw a purgatory-like world. The pale snow and the shocking blood pierced through her pupils. Breaking into the deepest part of her heart, she clamped her lifeline.
There were corpses everywhere, from officers and soldiers, and from prisoners. An arm slipped from her shoulder. Alin looked down and saw the middle-aged man beside him and the woman beside him, panic spreading deep in her eyes, and then she couldn't contain it. overflow.
Mom and Dad...
She was so frightened that she forgot to say a word. In the white snow flying all over the sky, she saw a group of men in black respectfully picking up the man in the prison car.
"Big brother." She said stupidly, sitting among the piles of corpses, her eyes full of dòng.
The eyes of the man in black were all attracted by the voice, and someone drew a knife again: "There is still a living mouth."
"Don't..." The man who was taken out of the prison van waved his hand, "It's okay, she's okay."
"But master..."
"Let's go."
The man was helped away by a man in black, and the rest of the men in black followed Lu, leaving only the man who drew the knife standing.
There, he stared at Alin as if hesitating.
However, Alin only stared at the side who could no longer see the man's back, and called stupidly, "Big brother."
The man in black walked up to A-Lin, with a black scarf covering his face, leaving only a pair of eyes outside: "Today's affairs must not be revealed." A-Lin didn't listen to him, just stared blankly at Fang and called: " Big brother." As if the man could still hear, he would come back and touch her head.
The man in black sank his face. He took out a blue and white porcelain bottle, uncorked it, and grabbed Alin's chin.
A-Lin was startled, and then turned to look at him. When he met the yīn eyes of the man in black, the panic in A-Lin's eyes finally leaked out. She struggled desperately, trying to break the clamp that clamped her. Hand, but she scratched her face and did not shake the man in black. The man poured all the contents of the blue and white porcelain bottle into her throat, pinched her mouth, and let her swallow it.
"You shouldn't remember these things."
you shouldn't remember...
She shuddered and woke up suddenly, and the moonlight above her head shone into the dòngxué, casting a silvery glow. Alin sat up and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his fingertips still trembling at the panic in his dream.
such a real dream...
Alin hugged her knees and curled herself into a ball against the stone wall. She was used to seeing blood, and she was no longer afraid of corpses. What scared her was the voice and eyes of the man in black. How could she not recognize it? , that is the master, the master she adores.
Tightening his arms, Alin buried his head between his knees and let out a sigh. How could he have such a dream?
"Have you had a nightmare?" A warm voice sounded in his ears, and Alin was startled, and then he remembered her current situation. There was another person staying with her in this dark dòngxué, and she could only spend a limited time each day. You can see the sun and the moonlight.
Accompanying loneliness.
When will the master return the Slaughter Blade... At that time, the master should be together with the mistress, can you still remember her? A Lin couldn't help scratching his hair irritably, and then heard the man say softly, "It's just you and me here."
A-Lin looked up at him, frowning puzzled. Among the snow-capped mountains, he was the only two... so what?