Heavy

When he woke up again, Su Zaiyu seemed to be in Cuibi's bamboo house.

He was lying on his bamboo bed, and there was a porcelain bowl with a little bit of thick medicinal juice beside him. It is estimated that Xie Shao had already invited a doctor.The green shade is hazy, the wind is cool and damp, but he doesn't know where Xie Shao, who is bright in red, has gone.

Su Zaiyu felt that his mouth was extremely dry, and he wanted to get up and take a sip of sweet water to moisten his smoldering throat that could not speak.But because he was really weak, he rolled off the bed with a bang.It's not high, but now he feels that every organ and every flesh in his body is stiff and completely out of his control.If Xie Shao was here, he would have to laugh at him.

Xie Shao...

I don't know when it started, but I have already acquiesced that Xie Shao will be an indispensable part of his life in the future.He really couldn't imagine what would happen to him if Xie Shao quietly left him one day.

What a horrible thought.When did I actually feel so dependent?

Without him, my life would not have been upended to this point.However, the demise of the Susha clan is already a doomed calamity, and the matter has come to this point, and it is useless to say who is at fault.The only thing he hopes for is to follow his father and mother's wishes and live a good life.

But now, where is Xie Shao...

He supported the edge of the bed, tried to support his body, stood upright, and then walked out step by step.Although I don't know where to go, but it's better than waiting in the bamboo house and waiting for the pain of Ling Chi to crawl all over my body and wait for death.

He picked up a bamboo pole covered in mud, and tried to move forward slowly, out of the bamboo forest, to a place where he could call for help.The sunlight pierced him so hard that he couldn't keep his eyes open, and it slowly fell from the gap in the bamboo forest.There were thorns and thorns under his feet, and it was extremely muddy. He accidentally poked a hard stone, and when his feet were empty, he rolled down the dirt slope, and his head was bleeding.

"Xie Shao... Xie Shao..."

In pain, I just remember repeating this name over and over again.

At some point, a group of people came and pointed around him for a long time. His vision was completely dark, and his throat was so sore that he couldn't make any sound, he could only let himself be manipulated.In a daze, he felt that he seemed to be lifted by several people and loaded into a wooden barrel. The wooden barrel was extremely dirty, and the stench of feces inside almost made him unable to breathe. The bumpy road made him dizzy.

Thanks to the stench of this wooden barrel, he didn't have the chance to faint.However, his sanity was also slack.

After a few hours, the carriage stopped, and the lid of the wooden barrel was lifted by a big man's dark hand, Su Zaiyu was able to see the light again. .

However, the few people who brought him over screamed again and again.

"Ah, you, you, what kind of monster are you!"

"Help! Help!..."

However, the screaming didn't last long, because they seemed to realize that the so-called monster in the barrel was motionless and seemed to have completely lost consciousness.Only then did someone take two tentative steps forward to touch Su Zaiyu, but there was still no movement.

They dragged him out of the barrel and kicked him against the roadside wall.I don't know where I found a basin of water, and splashed it on his face with a bang.

Su Zaiyu moved his fingertips, then touched his head, and slowly opened his eyes.

"What's wrong with me?"

A large black crowd gathered in front of him, all staring at him intently.The neat eyes made him feel a kind of fear that he had never felt before.

"You, you, you... what kind of monster are you!" The leader had a wicked face, trying to bravely pretend to be a hero, but his trembling tone betrayed him.

"monster?"

Su Zaiyu still didn't know what was going on, until he saw his hands, pale as snow, huge palms, crooked and densely packed black fine cracks all over the back of his hands, which was extremely terrifying.The fingers are even more pitted and ferocious like moldy, like the claws of animals in the world that have been soaked in wine jars.The sharp green nails are about an inch long, and if you poke them casually, it's easy to blind a person's eyes.

He retreated again and again, behind him was a solid stone wall, and there was no way to retreat.After thinking about it, he seemed to have thought of something again, and hurriedly climbed to the puddle of water on the ground, and took a look at what he looked like now.

And those people had never seen such a strange species, and they were still a little scared, sighing, and took a few steps back.

"No...it's not me..."

This is not him.

He is not a monster with all white face and red pupils.Blood from his forehead had flowed into his eyes, and all his hair had turned a pearly white.The face, hands, and feet all turned into snow-like white, covered with black cracks, big and small, thick and thin, so ugly that it was impossible to look directly at it.

Su Zaiyu opened his eyes wide in horror, this is not him! ! !This is not what he looks like! ! !

He began to hug his thighs and sob softly with those ugly deformed hands that were no longer considered hands.

Suddenly, a small whimper sounded from the crowd: "Mother, is he a ghost, woo woo woo, I'm so scared..."

The beautiful woman hurriedly comforted the child she was holding in her hands: "Don't be afraid, Tong'er, he is not a ghost!" Then she spat at Su Zaiyu: "Freak! You scared me!" It's my son!" Frustrated, he picked up a large potato in his basket and threw it at Su Zaiyu.Su Zaiyu didn't see it, it was hit on the head, and the pain made him tremble all over.

After a moment of silence, the crowd began to insult him like crazy, and picked up the things in their hands one after another, and threw them at him.

"It's ugly! It smells worse than the rotten meat in the stinking ditch! Disgusting!"

"Bah! It's really bad luck for me to meet such an ugly thing today!"

"His mother crossed/crossed with a beast, and gave birth to such a foursome, hahahaha?"

Those who mocked him and insulted him included men, women and children.Obscene language is unbearable.From childhood to adulthood, Su Zaiyu has never been praised by others as a peerless and handsome son.Not only the Susha tribe, but even in the human world there are little girls who give him a glimpse and secretly agree with him.Now that he has turned into this appearance of neither human nor ghost, he really fell from heaven to hell.

Is appearance really that important?

If it doesn't conform to the appearance of the secular concept, should it be ridiculed?Being bullied/humiliated?What kind of unwarranted crime is this?

"It's not me, I'm not ugly, I'm not ugly..." He repeated in his heart over and over again, the reflection in the water is not him, he is Su Zaiyu, not a monster with distorted facial features... not...

Even the filthy beggars on the side of the road were thinking of watching the excitement, so they rushed up and kicked him hard on the forehead.However, Su Zaiyu endured it all the time, neither begging for mercy nor crying out for pain.At this time, a kid from a rich family had fun, saying that whoever can make the monster in front of him be the first to beg for mercy will get a hundred taels of gold.

He thought it was funny, if he could bark, he would have been screaming hoarsely.It's just that the throat has been useless, unable to make any sound.Those who laughed at him, those who feared him, those who insulted him, among these people, there were also people whom he and Xie Shao worked so hard to save!

It was not long before someone brought a riding whip, another an iron chain, and still another even a soldering iron.Su Zaiyu was so frightened by the last thing that she backed away and shook her head again and again, tears welling up in her eyes.

When the Xueling family can't maintain their human form, they are the incarnation of snow. If they get close to fire or other extremely high temperature objects, not to mention the destruction of their gods and forms, they will definitely endanger their lives.

Seeing Su Zaiyu's reaction, the rich man immediately became interested, and hurriedly summoned his subordinates, took a pair of iron tongs, picked up a red-hot soldering iron, and poked straight at him.Barely exhausting his last strength, he rolled aside and escaped a blow.

The rich young man seemed to be angry: "They are all trash! I will do it myself!"

He took the iron tongs with one hand, poked hard, and approached Su Zaiyu, whose face was full of tears and was inhuman, by the wall.

However, the iron tongs were instantly smashed into two halves by a black long sword that broke through the wind.With a crisp cracking sound, Su Zaiyu finally dared to look up.

The sword was like a swimming dragon, tossing and turning swiftly, then returned to the man's hand.

Although the red robe is full of dust and holes, the wind blows a few strands of hair up, slightly covering the line of sight.There were still dried bloodstains on the red shirt, but it couldn't stop the man's familiar expression, nor reduce his killing intent.

"You guys, get out of here!!!"