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Chapter 19 Raiders Handbook (Nineteen)
After dinner, Huaqian returned to his yard.
She didn't feel sleepy right now, she was sitting on the stone bench, with her head propped on her hands, looking at the bright moon hanging high above the branches.
I don't know what happened to my brother.
She remembered that when she was a child, she was still very young when her parents died, and she didn't understand the meaning of parting.
All she knew was that her brother was holding her hand and living in a big house. She had many companions but never saw her parents again.
The life of the orphanage is difficult, with so many children and so many mouths, and the director can only barely eat enough by showing off his face and soliciting donations everywhere.
But in fact, in Huaqian's impression, it was not that difficult.
In her memory, there are always more meals than others, and she always gives out one more mooncake than others in the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Her hair is combed cutely every day, and her clothes are clean and tidy, no worse than other children.
When she was in school, her elder brother would always bring her fruit and snacks in class, and she would have a beautiful new dress for her birthday every year.
Later, at the age of first love, many girls in the class also began to give her snacks, with a love letter for her to pass on to her brother.
Huaqian's childhood was not as miserable as others imagined, but spent fighting with his brother.
When she was a child, she thought this was a normal growth, but when she grew up, she realized that for an orphan, this kind of life is never easy to get, and the hardships behind it can be imagined.
But she has no chance to say thank you to those who have been protecting her all the time.
Huaqian looked at the moon. He used to memorize poems to cope with exams, but he realized the sadness and anticipation when he touched the scene.
"I wish you a long life, and you will share the joys and joys of thousands of miles."【1】
"Good poetry."
Hua Qian was taken aback, then turned his head to look, and saw Tang Jin pacing under the moonlight.
"I didn't expect the fish girl to write poetry."
Hua Qian scratched his face: "I didn't make this poem, I don't have the ability."
Tang Jin sat down leisurely: "Although the poem was not made by you, the affection in it is true. Could it be that you are missing the Yu family couple?"
He rubbed his fingers, "Since you have nothing to do with the Yu family couple, but you mentioned the joint grave to your father today, I don't understand."
Naturally, it was impossible for Hua Qian to tell him his purpose: "It's pitiful that Yu Qingwen and his wife were innocent but were slaughtered. Although I am not related to them, but I took their daughter's body after all, so I should be filial to my children."
"You are kind and righteous."
Tang Jin looked at the moon and asked casually, "Then who were you missing just now?"
Hua Qian didn't hide from him: "I'm thinking about my brother."
Hearing this, Tang Jin raised her eyebrows slightly: "Aren't you a god, why do gods have relatives?"
Hua Qian just pretended not to hear the insinuation in his words, touching the scene and drinking some wine at night, it is inevitable to be sentimental.
"What's wrong with the gods? It's not that everyone is a monkey brother who jumped out of the cracks in the rocks. The three sons of the king of Tota, the seven daughters of the Jade Emperor, and the goddess of the desire world also gave birth to Erlang God and Sanshengmu. I have a brother. Why? gone?"
Tang Jin was dumbfounded for a moment when she heard her say a bunch of names she hadn't heard before.
Hua Qian looked at the confusion in his eyes, sighed helplessly and said: "Look, you won't understand even if I tell you."
Tang Jin didn't like her words, as if the distance between them was so far away that he couldn't touch her world at all.
But she is still attached to her own existence, isn't she?
Tang Jin didn't believe that Hua Qian was a god at all. The ghosts and gods said it was just a lie created by a group of fools to pin their desires on illusory clay sculptures.
He was curious about Huaqian's unknown past, but he didn't care where she came from.
Since she came to his side, everything should be under his control.
Tang Jin smiled slightly, her voice was light and weird under the night, revealing her natural confidence and desire to control: "If you get out of control, just destroy it."
One sentence made Hua Qian sober, and she laughed dryly: "If everything is under control, wouldn't life be too boring?"
Tang Jin pressed her arms on the stone table, her eyes curved like crescent moons: "But I don't like it."
Hearing the danger rising again in his tone, Hua Qian blurted out an explanation.
"Brother Monkey is a stone monkey that was bred after absorbing the aura of heaven and earth from a piece of sky-repairing stone left by Nu Wa."
"The Jade Emperor is the ruler of the heavens. He has seven daughters called Seven Fairies, who are Rainbows."
"Tuota Heavenly King is a general of the heavenly realm, and his three sons are Jin Zha, Mu Zha, and Nezha. Among them, Nezha is the most rebellious. He once made a big disturbance in the East China Sea by himself and picked the dragon tendon of the third prince of the Dragon King of the East China Sea!"
"The Goddess of Desire and the mortal gave birth to two children. The Erlang God had three eyes and a dog. The San Shengmu married the mortal and gave birth to Chenxiang. If you are interested, I can tell you slowly. knew."
Tang Jin listened to her blabbering so much, it didn't seem to be false, and she became curious, holding her chin with one hand like a curious and well-behaved student: "Isn't the dragon also a god, why was it killed by the god?"
Seeing that he was interested, Hua Qian immediately cleared his throat: "If you want to talk about the sadomasochistic entanglement between this Nezha and the third prince of the East China Sea, Ao Bing, there is something to say. Nezha is the third prince of the King of Tota, with three heads and six arms. , there are three magic weapons, Huntian Ling, Qiankun Circle and Fenghuolun, he is my idol..."
Tang Jin frowned slightly: "With three heads and six arms, he must be an ugly freak."
Hua Qian immediately retorted: "Who said that, he looks so handsome."
"Do you look good with me?"
"?"
Hua Qian saw that he didn't look like he was joking, and he would actually pay attention to such absurd question, so he couldn't hold back a "puchi" laugh.
"..."
Tang Jin's complexion was so dark that it dripped ink, and Hua Qian hurriedly comforted him: "Of course it's still far behind you. Cough, Nezha was in the East China Sea that day..."
She was interrupted before she could finish her sentence.
Tang Jin frowned: "I don't want to listen to this story, change to another one."
Hua Qian coaxed the child like: "Okay, okay, then what do you want to listen to? You can choose."
Tang Jin pondered for a moment: "Stone monkey."
A monkey can never be better looking than him.
Hua Qian waved his hand boldly: "Okay, let's talk about the story of Brother Monkey making trouble in the Heavenly Palace!"
Anyway, there are a lot of Chinese mythology, just pick one and talk about it for three days and three nights.
"Then Sun Wukong knew that Bi Mawen was actually a sesame petty official, and suddenly felt that he was deceived by the Jade Emperor and became a joke in the heavens, so he beat the guard of Nantianmen and went down to Huaguo Mountain. Zhanshan is the king with seven sworn brothers. Sun Wukong thinks that he has unparalleled skills and can be as famous as the sky, so he proclaimed himself as the great sage of the sky."
Hua Qian yawned, her eyelids drooping so she couldn't open her eyes.
Now that it was late at night, Tang Jin actually became more and more energetic the more he listened, and he had no intention of leaving.
At this time, Hua Qian felt like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy.
But she was so sleepy that she couldn't hold back when she talked about the sleepiness when Sun Wukong returned to Huaguo Mountain, and fell asleep on the table in a daze.
Her head rested on her arm, revealing a delicate profile face, the flesh on the other side of the face was slightly squeezed by the arm, and the fleshy toot looked very good.
Tang Jin's heart moved, he stretched out his finger for a moment, hesitating for a moment, but still cautiously, like a dragonfly on water, the moment he touched her face lightly, he retracted it like an electric shock.
Slippery.
It feels more comfortable than good suet nephrite.
No nausea and stickiness as expected.
His fingers rubbed against the pulp of the soft skin, the touch was very novel and comfortable, and it hooked him to slowly stretch out his hand again.
Seeing Huaqian still awake, his fingers slid down her cheeks to the stretched brows with a hint of satisfaction.
Hua Qian protects these eyes very well, bright and moving, as if the stars are in them.
If Hua Qian knew what Tang Jin was thinking, he would definitely have to laugh.
Ever since she was threatened by Tang Jin to goug out her eyes, God knows how many times she does eye exercises every day.
Tang Jin supported his head with one hand, and the excellent touch made his subordinates more and more arrogant, pinching and rubbing the flesh on Hua Qian's face.
Hua Qian seemed to be feeling something in her dream, and muttered, "Why are you pinching my face again..."
Her voice was soft and waxy, with obvious coquettishness and trust.
Tang Jin's fingers paused slightly, he withdrew his hand, and looked gloomily at Hua Qian who was sleeping.
Has anyone else done this to her?
However, Hua Qian's babble became more and more sad, and her voice was full of grievances and tears: "Brother, I miss you so much."
Tang Jin's eyes became darker and darker. He had never heard Hua Qian speak to him in such a tone.
Although Hua Qian always said that her existence was for him, even though he had left the Jade Machine Gate for more than four months, she had never heard her say that she missed him.
But now she is calling another person in her sleep.
Tang Jin looked at Hua Qian with a blank face, and an indescribable emotion seemed to meander out of his heart like a poisonous snake.
Anger, resentment, gloom, and a hint of inexplicable...jealousy.
She betrayed me.
The author says:
[1] From Su Shi's "Water Melody Song Head"