Datang cat raising hand letter

On the streets under curfew, the patrolling soldiers rubbed their hands, trying to survive the difficult night shift with their righteousness in the cold and cold night.Fortunately, after the handover was over, there was a big bowl of thick ginger soup waiting for them.He lowered his head and rubbed the corners of his eyes, as if a silent trace had brushed past his ears, he raised his head immediately in fright.

This excessive movement attracted the attention of the leader, "What did you find?"

He stared at the square wall strangely, and said in confusion: "It's...it's nothing, it should be the wind." Just now he seemed to see a large group of shadows disappearing suddenly, as if the strange black had turned into a solid body, on the dark street There is a strange undercurrent surging.

Wu Zu rubbed his face vigorously, convincing himself to attribute all the thoughts just now to fantasy.

Shadows exist.

Tangible black infiltrated into the Yu residence, crossed many walls calmly, and the moment it met the coal ball, the petite raccoon slave fell from the top of the wall and fell into the tree pit without even making the slightest frightened meow to go.Haoxuan had snowed all over the sky tonight, even though it was swept down twice, the ground was still covered with snow, the briquettes were not injured when they fell like this, they just slipped away in a panic with their tails between their legs.

"Meow~"

The coal ball yelled aggrievedly, and the cat should never come here again!

The eaves are covered with plain white, the pavilions are all dark, and the faint moonlight can hardly illuminate the road ahead.The two clumps of dark green, as if they had entered no one's land, squeezed themselves into the half-open window lightly, and appeared at the head of the bed with silent steps and enveloping coolness.

In an extremely secretive posture, he poked his head out.

Then was rubbed.

The cat froze for a moment.

The owner of the hand yawned lazily, squinted at the moonlight outside, and shrank back inside, as if unwilling to leave the comfortable and warm bed, the cold voice was even drawn out, full of sweet sleepiness , "If you don't come, I will fall asleep."

The big raccoon slave grinds his teeth.

Waiting for him here?

Yu Yu withdrew his hand, wrapped in the quilt and slowly moved inside, making room for half of it.The mountain boy who sneaked in quietly jumped up unceremoniously, with fluffy hair hanging down his raised big tail. After the owner squatted down, he reluctantly slid down and became soft again. touch.

"I've been away from home for a long time, the smell you left behind should have dissipated long ago, but the briquettes that could come in leisurely earlier began to panic again." Yu Yu said half asleep, muttering with a nasal sound, "I think Perhaps it was you who visited late at night.

"

Da Shanzi flicked his tail silently.

The mark of the territory is repeated hundreds of times without getting bored, until Yu Yu's body is full of his own smell... The cat's pupils expanded excitedly, and the green was deeper.The rough tongue caught Yu Ji's fingers, and licked the hideous wound on the wrist along the fingertips. The cat's head stubbornly leaned there and gnawed and licked repeatedly, as if it had a unique feeling for the scar that was torn open by his own mouth. Interesting, biting Yu Yu a little stinging, "You do it again, I guarantee that Bai Shuang will not let you into the house again."

It seems that after being discovered, the big cat began to indulge, biting and gnawing on his left hand.

Yu Yu was actually very sleepy. After all, he had a normal routine of going to bed early and getting up early. In the past few days, in order to catch the traces of the big cat, he had struggled for several nights.Lying in the comfortable and familiar warm quilt, he persisted even when sleepiness rushed in like a tide. Now that he almost got the answer, it was difficult for him to get rid of the drowsiness that lasted for several days.

Ow—

Apparently, the big cat was grinding its teeth viciously with the meat in its mouth, but it couldn't eat it after all.

Yu Yu fell asleep.

...

The wet and muddy soil was mixed with reddish brown, and the hard clods were stained with bright red blood.Just now, a person was lying on it and drained of blood. The smell of blood mixed with the stench of the mass grave became even more unpleasant.The stabbing sound of the dagger on the piece of meat was harsh and tight, and there were laughing and boastful conversations, as if killing two people just now was nothing more than a trivial matter.

This scene is very familiar.

is a dream.

He knew that maybe in the next moment, a strong black raccoon slave would appear. After injuring these two merciless bandits, his whole body was dyed blood-red, dragging his big wet tail and perched on the dilapidated stone tablet, gracefully While calmly staring at any intruder with those sharp green cat eyes.

This is what should happen.

Even in a dream.

Just because that is an established fact.

In fact, he had already heard that ominous crisp sound, it was like—

Stab it!

The sharp blade cut the throat.

The blood splattered like a fountain, splashing all over the face of the companion beside him.

Red dripped down the ferocious and terrified face, like a mess of paint, and the only remaining bandit drew out his knife in a panic, with the back of the knife facing inward, and hadn't swung it away... The last realization was that the sky was really big. blue.

The mass grave was very quiet, as if the noise just now was just an illusion.

The man who suddenly appeared and solved the bandit's accident stepped on the wet and muddy dead leaves, and pulled him out from the tree hole amidst the crunching sound of trampling and breaking.The dream was so luminous and bizarre, he was obviously thin and tall, but at this moment he was only the size of the visitor's palm, so he had to kneel and sit in his palm reluctantly.

It is like a bizarre story in a ghost myth.

He hugged the person's thumb, the smell of blood was disgusting, but he didn't seem to notice, "You shouldn't be here."

Dreamland, reality... the one who should appear in the next moment is Mr. Dashan.

The visitor smiled strangely, and said lazily with a drawn-out voice: "I shouldn't, or you don't want to?" The thumb gently moved his sideways sideways, as if he fell in love with the touch all of a sudden. The man stubbornly and repeatedly tried to rub his cheek with his fingertips.

He silently shrunk it in the palm of his hand.

Compared with his hands, his figure is undoubtedly extremely small, which makes him very passive.

But also see more.

The comer carried a blood-stained sword and strode through the forest with strides. His hostility and willful sharpness were like unsheathed swords, but they were not restrained.He was placed at the position closest to his chest, and he heard the throbbing heartbeat of the visitor. The hot and powerful voice spread throughout his limbs, and the temperature from his chest warmed his limbs, making his little fingers seem to be warm as well. up.

The visitor was walking from the mass grave to Shicheng County, and the passers-by in the street were afraid of his unusual description. Perhaps the person who reported it had not yet arrived at the county government, but the visitor appeared at Yu's house with a sword in his hand.

The quiet house was full of noise, and the sound of swords and swords intersecting instantly let him know where and when it was.

Wang Junkuo broke through the wall with a piercing yell, "Zhuzi! Just wait, I'll kill these four people alive, and then I'll take you captive and chop them into meat. Those tricks in the military camp, you are so tender! I'm afraid my little man won't be able to bear it—"

Someone came and kicked down the door fiercely.

Covering his mouth with his little hand, he said to himself, "The prodigal."

The speed of the sword-wielding man was much faster than the rumors in the market, and even more ferocious than the bodyguard, he walked towards the death spot with the sword in his hand.

When the sharp sword edge pierced Wang Junkuo's chest, he silently slid on the skirt of his clothes.

The ferocity and tyranny hidden under the gentleness and elegance were revealed heartily between the interlacing of swords and swords. The visitor put away the sword and pulled him out of his clothes with a big thumb, "Aren't you happy?"

"Brutal."

he said slowly.

The sword-bearer grunted and laughed, his weather-stained brows raised, "Good explanation."

Holding the sword and stepping out the door, the darkness of the room was reflected.

He tried his best to open his eyes wide, but he still couldn't clearly see what happened in the moonless and starless night. He could only hear the screams rolling, from heart-piercing to silent, and he could clearly distinguish the person's single hand. While holding him, he was so clearly aware that... the person who was chopping people up was also the one holding the sword.

The human body was too bloody and bloody to be pieced together, as if it reminded him of the wet, bloody hairball back then.

He suppressed the imminent question.

In an instant, the sky was broken, but after a flash of light, it turned into blackness. The torrential rain poured from the Milky Way, and the rivers roared all the way. Splitting the surface layer is nothing more than sporadic fragments to the mountain, but it is still a terrible disaster.

During several collapses, they moved.

He sat on the shoulder of the visitor, tightly clutching the lapel of his neck, watching this scene with wide eyes, this scene of constantly jumping and searching, as time passed, he seemed to be also implicated by the resentment and rage, and his intense emotions also rippled.

How can you die?How can I die?

How can this be! !

Set foot, rummage, avoid danger, dig, and the figure silently walks through the rain.

Split.

Dig up.

Gruesome overturned nails.

The brown blood that rolled down the ground was mixed with rain, cement and soil, and flowed along the slope to nowhere.

The broken hole seemed to be a ray of light, which hurt his eyes.

He closed his eyes.

When he opened it again, he stood at the entrance of the cave, with a normal-sized appearance, from the red-stained chest and abdomen raised a little bit, to the straight shoulders, and then to the handsome face.

The familiar yet unfamiliar sense of perversion made him stand where he was, without avoiding the bloody fingers raised by the visitor.

Fingers poke at his chest.

Laughing, "Your wisdom..."

The gentle voice became stronger and more charming, "You should ask, you should know." The blood seeped into his heart from his fingers, the smell of blood became stronger, but his smile became more wanton and carefree, "Avoiding is not your preference. "

His heart ached.

He took a step back, but for no reason.

Only words that seemed gentle but strong and powerful fell down.

"Want to run?"

"I'm afraid, it's doomed."

...

Clear winter sky.

Yu Shinan was drinking tea, looking at Yu Yu who was sitting opposite him.

"Aren't you going to Wang Yanxiu's place today?" The old man said with a smile.

It is not Yu Ji's habit to destroy the plans he has made.

The gentleman who was sitting quietly opposite was wearing a dark blue dress, which made him look old and dull.Holding the wide sleeve robe with his left hand, he held up the teacup with downcast eyes, and the faint fragrance of tea came to his nostrils. It should be a refreshing smell, but it is rare that it can't appease the always calm Yu Qi.

He noticed with some fascination that there was a long black down on the cuff.

"I have a question, I wonder if my uncle can answer it."

Yu Yu took a sip of the tea, and the bitter and delicate fragrance swayed on his lips and teeth, and when the astringency reached its end, it turned sweet.

He asked, "In the autumn of the ninth year of Zhenguan, did any major events occur in the court?"

This is a long overdue question.

The author has something to say: Three thousand update get√

I thought I could finish writing before twelve o'clock, so I looked at the computer time in the lower right corner... Good morning everyone.

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Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of the old dream; Shen Wei is my brain father 5 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!