Xiling passerby

A piece of script, who was interpreted cruelly, this sincerity, whose innocence lost.I always believe that time will forget all the scars, but I don't want me to sink deeper than you. --Zhang Qi Ling

Wu Sansheng regained his composure, looked at the injured little rice dumpling in his arms, then at Wu Erbai and Zhang Qiling, before they could react, he took out a dagger and cut his hand deeply, the blood was lifeless Come out, put your hand to Xiao Zongzi’s mouth, Xiao Zongzi stares at the black eyes, and bites it, it’s strange to say, the wound on Xiao Zongzi’s body recovers at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it’s still white and tender Tender, Wu Erbai slapped him, and cursed: "Are you stupid? Rice dumplings are poisonous! Besides, no one knows what this is! Are you looking for death?!" Take it out, the palm is clean, where is there any knife wound?

"I don't care what it is, it saved my life, his name is Wu Xie now, I want to take him away!" Wu Sansheng was arrogant, Zhang Qiling shook his head: "I'm afraid not." "Why?" Zhang Qiling looked Looking at the honest zongzi Wu Xie, "He has lived underground for a long time, and his body is full of yin, and he can't adapt to the sunlight on the surface. Look at his eyes, there are no whites, and his eyes can't see anything at all. He wants to adapt to the sun." Human life is difficult." Wu Sansheng was in a hurry, he couldn't throw Wu Xie here, but he couldn't survive well when he brought it up, Wu Erbai looked at the third brother who was in a hurry, sighed, and said: It's fate, "Then little brother, what do you think can be done?" Zhang Qiling looked at the two brothers and nodded slowly, "I have a way, but he has to follow me. After 20 years, he will return to normal. People." Wu Sansheng first denied, shaking his head, "No! Xiaoxie is my life now, his body is bleeding with my blood, and I am his father. A child cannot grow up without his parents. Are you going to do it? Is he a godfather?" Wu Erbai rolled his eyes, and persuaded his younger brother earnestly, "Third son, you only have two choices now, first, you put this little rice dumpling in the tomb, and he will be fine Alive, maybe it will become a mummy if it stops absorbing your blood, but he will never die; second, keep it for my brother, I think my brother has more methods than us, and the tomb he has passed through is better than you There are still many bridges, you can choose one." Wu Sanxing looked at Wu Xie in his arms, gritted his teeth, put him down, looked into Wu Xie's dark eyes, and sighed, "Xiao Xie , I can’t take you away, you can’t adapt to the environment on the ground,” he said, took out the water bottle he carried with him, drank the water in it, cut himself again, blood flowed out slowly, Wu Erbai Frowning, seeing that his younger brother didn't intend to stop, he couldn't help but slap him hard, "Enough, do you still want to go out, why don't you just stay here and don't leave, as a pawn for this zongzi." Dry food!" Wu Sansheng felt that it was almost done, and stretched his hand to the mouth of the little zongzi, the little zongzi seemed to understand everything, sucked his nose, stuck out his little tongue and licked it, Wu Sansheng smiled, screwed the kettle, let the little zongzi Zongzi hugged, "Wu Xie, remember, your name is Wu Xie, my name is Wu Sansheng, and I will come back to find you!" After speaking, Wu Xie stood there blankly without looking back. , he sniffed, Zhang Qiling took a deep look at him, and an idea formed in his mind, perhaps, Qi Yu could live longer.

Wu Xie stayed in the same place for a long time, one day, two days, one month, two months, one year, two years, he became dry and wrinkled again, he didn't know anything, he just remembered Two names, Wu Xie and Wu Sansheng.He sat there stiffly, unable to move.Then he felt so tired that he fell asleep and slept for a long time until he tasted blood again.He raised his head and saw a handsome young man in his mind.The youth looked at him with a strange feeling, and later he realized that it was a feeling of disgust.

He saw Zhang Qiling again.Zhang Qiling taught him all human activities. The blood he drank belonged to that young man. He found himself growing fast. He knew that young man was called Qi Yu. Soon, he unknowingly had a lot of memories. It was his, he learned how to read ancient characters, how to collect and distinguish ancient objects, the characters he wrote were beautiful thin gold, his every move was so familiar, he felt as if he had seen someone do the same thing, but that Who are people?He didn't remember, not at all.He only remembered two names, Wu Xie, who is the other?who is it? "Zhang Qiling." A deep voice came into his mind, Zhang Qiling quietly looked at Wu Xie who fell into a coma, and he felt that something was different.

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