After teasing a bully, every day is a Shura field

There is a saying in ancient poems that the bright moon in the world has three points, and Yangzhou has two points.Su Youshui was born in this famous capital of Huaizuo, a wealthy family in Baima Town.

Su Youshui, whose nickname is Ah Shui, although her family is rich, she is not like other rich ladies who lived a pampered life since she was a child.Because she was born of a concubine and maidservant, her status was humble, and the Su family disliked her.When she was seven years old, she was sent to the kitchen to be a cooking girl, wearing tattered servant clothes, her face was always covered with ashes, and she couldn't eat a good meal.

Looking at the other little girls in the family, each in brocade and jade dresses, Su Youshui didn't feel sorry for herself, didn't underestimate herself, and lived alone and stubbornly.

She liked to read and write since she was a child. Every time after cooking, she spread the ashes at the bottom of the stove and used branches to practice writing on it.Her favorite poet is Luo Binwang, one of the Four Heroes, and she likes his bold and generous style.

She dreams that one day she can step into the court and become a just female official.She would use Luo Binwang's poems to warn herself: "Don't seek honor and fame, and don't care about humble positions."

When he was ten years old, a little brother came to the Su family. Su Youshui didn't know his name, but everyone called him Zhu Lang.Zhu Lang has red hair that is different from ordinary people, his face is covered with purple bruises, he likes to grit his teeth and stare at others, and is full of hostility towards everyone.

Zhu Lang's left leg is a little lame, it is said that he was crippled by his family, and then sold to the Su family by his father for two taels of silver to work as a hard laborer.What Zhu Lang is usually responsible for is chopping firewood in the backyard, so he can often see the little girl lighting the fire in the kitchen.

Zhu Lang didn't pay much attention to Su Youshui at first, but she always smiled at him, and even stole steamed buns from the kitchen and secretly stuffed them to him.Gradually, Zhu Lang's hostility disappeared, and he would chat with Su Youshui in his spare time.Only when he was with her, he had no edge.

Zhu Lang has never studied, and he doesn't know a single word.Su Youshui spread the ashes on the ground, wrote poems with branches, and taught him to read the most popular poem "Ode to the Goose" written by King Luo Bin.

"Goose, goose, goose, singing to the sky."

"The white hair floats in the green water, and the red palm dials the clear water."

Zhu Lang followed her seriously, pinching the branches and strokes, but he always forgot when he turned around.Whenever Su Youshui asked, he would always only remember those three words, "Goose goose goose??"

"You, you know how to goose! It seems that brother Zhu is really not suitable for studying."

Su Youshui didn't force her any more, she read and wrote whenever she had free time. She read "The Collection of Luo Binwang" thousands of times, but she had already torn it up, and she still worked tirelessly.

"Hey, what kind of books do a vulgar person like me read, as long as I can watch Ah Shui read."

While chopping firewood, Zhu Lang listened to Su Youshui recite poems in the kitchen. Although he couldn't understand, listening to her sweet and soft voice made him feel indescribably comfortable.

The Su family is in the silk business. In recent years, the business has gradually declined. Whenever the head of the family is in a bad mood, he will beat and scold the female family members, making the whole family feel uneasy.

Once, Su Youshui accidentally broke a kitchen bowl, and happened to be bumped into by the head of the house, so he punched and kicked him.When Zhu Lang saw him, he rushed up to wrestle with the head of the house. He was a frail young man, but he couldn't fight the head of the house with a strong body, so he was immediately dealt with severely.Not to mention the bruises all over his body, the other leg was also crippled.

The two of them hid in the dark woodshed that night, Su Youshui held Zhu Lang in his arms and sobbed for a long time, he was only 13 years old, but he was going to be tortured in every possible way at a young age, why did fate treat him like this?

Zhu Lang laughed it off, and cut himself a pair of crutches out of wood.Usually after chopping firewood, he would borrow crutches to perform acrobatics to make Su Youshui happy.

"As long as Ah Shui is happy, nothing else matters."

"With brother Zhu accompanying me, I'm not afraid of anything."

The two have spent two years cuddling together, but the Su family's business has gone from bad to worse, and the head of the family has become more and more violent.The two couldn't escape, Zhu Lang would rush to protect Su Youshui whenever the Patriarch beat and scolded Su Youshui.

"Leave me alone!" Su Youshui felt distressed, and every time he glared at Zhu Lang fiercely, warning him not to come closer.Even though his legs and feet were inconvenient and he stumbled when he ran, he still gritted his teeth and tightly protected her.

The head of the family is brutal and cruel, and he is merciless in his actions.When he finished venting, Zhu Lang often had a bruised nose and a swollen face, unable to get up in pain.Su Youshui wiped his wound while crying. To coax her, he always smiled and said that he didn't hurt, but the more he said it didn't hurt, the more she cried.

The long-term torment exhausted both of them physically and mentally. They wanted to escape from Su's house together, but looking at the high courtyard wall, they didn't know how to survive away from here, and where in the world would they call home?

Until one cold winter night, the head of the house came back drunk and heard Su Youshui reciting poems in the kitchen, so he went up, grabbed the collection of poems in her hand, and threw them into the burning stove.

"A girl's family, reading is useless!" The head of the family kicked her contemptuously.

Su Youshui fell to the ground, watching the poetry collection burn, crying heartbreakingly, as if her persistence and dreams over the years were all burned by the flames.

Hearing the cry, Zhu Lang rushed into the kitchen and saw the collection of poems burning in the stove. In desperation, he reached into the fire with his bare hands and grabbed the collection of poems that had been burnt to the margins.

"Are you crazy, brat!" The head of the family slapped Zhu Lang so hard that he fell to the ground with blood dripping from the corners of his lips.

Su Youshui cried and crawled over, held his hands lovingly, but was surprised to find that his hands were not burned at all.Zhu Lang gradually opened his palm, and the poetry collection had been reduced to ashes in his palm. He murmured, "I'm sorry... for failing to protect Ah Shui's beloved poetry collection."

"You are stupid... How can poetry collections be more important than you?"

"As long as it belongs to Ah Shui, it is more important than me."

After experiencing this time, the two strengthened their determination to escape.It seemed that God was helping in secret. Zhu Lang picked up a bag of money while chopping firewood, which contained 20 taels of gold, which was a lot of money, so he hid the money bag under the firewood pile.

The money was naturally lost by the head of the house, he was so anxious that he questioned the whole house, but he couldn't find the bag of gold, thinking it was stolen by a thief, so he had to give up.

Zhu Lang and Su Youshui took the money and began to concoct an escape plan.They planned to use the money to buy a small boat, leave Yangzhou by boat, and go to Lin'an City to settle down.Su Youshui secretly carried out the buying of the boat, while Zhu Lang would save a few sticks of firewood every day, use them to build a simple wooden ladder, and then hide the wooden ladder at the bottom of the firewood pile.

After two months of dormancy, the time to escape finally came.

This day was the tenth birthday of the youngest son of the Su family. The whole family attended the birthday party in the vestibule. The head of the family also invited many business friends.

During the day, Su Youshui was busy lighting a fire in the kitchen, while Zhu Lang was busy chopping firewood in the backyard.At dusk, when the banquet was over, the head of the house was drunk and passed out, and the servants became busy one after another.

Seeing that there was no one in the backyard, Zhu Lang set up the wooden ladder and asked Su Youshui to climb over the wall first.She saluted with her back on her back, and with his assistance, she turned over the wall smoothly.According to the agreement, she ran all the way to the West Bridge Ferry, went to the fisherman to get the boat, and then waited for Zhu Lang to meet on the boat.

Due to inconvenient legs and feet, Zhu Lang couldn't climb over the high wall like Su Youshui, so he had to wait for an opportunity to slip through the gate with a cane.The reason why Ah Shui was allowed to take the first step was because he was afraid that he would drag her down.

At that time, the guests left the venue one after another, and the servants were busy packing up the banquet. Zhu Lang seized the right time, pretended to go out to throw sundries, and got out with the last wave of guests.

The night was bleak and the wind was blowing, but Zhu Lang felt unprecedented freedom. He opened his arms and wanted to fly, but he could only rely on crutches to support his body.

At the same time, Su Youshui waited anxiously on the boat. The cold wind swayed the boat. They agreed to go to Lin'an to buy a small house, plant a piece of land, raise a flock of geese, and watch the white-haired floating animals every day. Green water, anthurium dial clear waves.

One hour passed, two hours passed, Zhu Lang still did not appear.Su Youshui was very anxious, she knew that he had bad legs and walked slowly, so she could only wait patiently.

Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, there was a strong wind on the river, and the boat broke free from the ship's side in the rough waves, and drifted towards the middle of the river.Su Youshui was dizzy from the bumps, and the cold waves kept hitting her thin body, and she couldn't help curling up in the belly of the boat and shivering.

"Brother Zhu, come quickly, come quickly..."

Ups and downs, ups and downs.During the chaos, the salute was swept into the river by the waves, Su Youshui hurriedly lay on the bow of the boat, trying to retrieve the salute with his arms, that was all the entanglement of her and Zhu Lang!Unexpectedly, a wave came and dragged her into the water...

It is night, the moonlight is like frost, and the big waves are indifferent.

The reason why Zhu Lang didn't come to the appointment was because he bumped into some fur kids on the way.The children laughed at him for having red hair, called him a red-haired monster, blocked the road and refused to let him go, and deliberately snatched his crutches away. They watched him fall to the ground with their hands on their hips and laughed.

Angry and anxious, he staggered all the way while leaning on the wall, and even crawled on the ground, rushing to the West Bridge to meet the appointment.But when he got to the ferry in disgrace, the sky was bright and the water was sparkling. The boatmen were mooring at the ferry, and there was a commotion among the crowd, but Ah Shui was nowhere to be seen.

Zhu Lang stole an oar and used it as a walking stick, wandering around the ferry, looking for his beloved girl.He kept asking the passing boatmen, "Did you see a fair and thin little girl?"

The boatmen shook their heads, only one old man told him, "The girl left last night."

He couldn't believe that Ah Shui would abandon him and go alone, and waited at the ferry for a few days unwillingly, but the girl who loved to read poetry never appeared again.

Zhu Lang was disheartened and began to go on a hunger strike without water.He sat alone on the ferry at dusk and murmured the song "Ode to the Goose". In fact, he was not stupid. Sweet as honey.

When he was dying, Zhu Lang still couldn't wait for Ah Shui, but only waited for the menacing members of the Su family to come, so he beat him severely, ending his miserable life.

The calamity in the human world is over, the memory of the previous life is washed away, and the Vulcan Zhu Rong returns to the heavenly position.

Zhu Rong, also known as Zhu Chongli, was stubborn and perverse by nature, couldn't stand the loneliness in the heavens, and sneaked down to the mortal world one day.Passing through the misty and rainy Yangzhou, I always felt familiar, so I stayed for a few days.

One night when boarding the boat, Zhu Chongli ran into a fierce ghost with evil spirits and fell into a magic spell.The memories of his previous life flooded in, and he remembered the girl named Ah Shui.He searched for her everywhere like a madman, and burned many houses along the way, just because they looked like the Su family compound.

Back in time, Zhu Chongli, who was in a daze, no longer cared about those heavenly rules and commandments, and committed killings again and again in the world.Looking at the river below, there are burning boats everywhere, and people are struggling in dire straits, shouting helplessly.

"Hand over Ah Shui!" Zhu Zhongli drank angrily, and countless fire thorns swept down, and the water sprayed everywhere.

Yun Xiuli and Feng Xu surfaced for a while, and sank to the bottom for a while, struggling to avoid the attack in the muddy water, exhausted from tossing.Feng Xu tugged Yun Xiuli on the other side of the chain with his legs, gasping for breath: "I really can't swim anymore...you take me."

"You are still amazing, this time you take me."

"No, no, I'm not as good as you."

"Don't be humble, you are better."

The two were used to hurting each other, so it was rare for them to boast to each other at this moment, but the enemy didn't wait for them to boast, and suddenly smashed down with a huge fireball.

The heat wave was approaching, and at the critical moment, Youguang uprooted a tree on the bank with his tentacles, and flung it into the sky above the river with a loud bang, hitting the fireball with countless dazzling sparks.

At this moment, there was an uproar in the water, and a vortex formed on the surface of the water, which became bigger and bigger, and the surrounding painting boats were stirred into it one after another, and began to rotate rapidly.Seeing that Yun Xiuli and Feng Xu were about to be drawn into the vortex, You Guang flew up, swung his tentacles around the two of them, and flung them onto the grass on the bank.

The moment they landed, the two couldn't help sighing, "This kid is still amazing..."

"This is—is there any monster coming out?" People stared at the raging vortex in fear, paddling hard to escape, but they were swallowed by the vortex one after another, making them dizzy.

Zhu Chongli stopped attacking, looked down at the huge vortex under his feet, and had a strong premonition in his heart that the person he had been looking forward to and attached to for a long time was about to appear.

The author has something to say:

In fact, many of the names in this article come from ancient Chinese mythology, such as Ji Xin, You Guang, and Ye Zhong. Of course, the only one you are familiar with may be Zhu Rong. He is also called Chong Li. I still think Chong Li sounds nice.

This article is too niche, and not many people read it. I hope everyone will leave a lot of comments and check in. I will post the full text in one go after the shelf is finished.Then I focused on the three-dimensional work with peace of mind, and recently found a very good job, I hope to share my European spirit with everyone, okay!Remember to check in!