The Record of the Blackening of Traitors

After half an hour.

The moon hangs high in the sky, pear blossom snow lanterns hang on the peach trees all around, the blue and cold moon shines on the thin body of the young man, and he looks a little lonely.

Daju lay at the door of the living room, squinting his eyes, occasionally glanced at Liancheng who was kneeling under the tree, and then closed them very comfortably.

"That's why I said that good and evil will be rewarded in the end. Look at you. On weekdays, the elderly don't help, the children don't help, they don't respect teachers and don't have kind thoughts in their hearts. They fight and fight or sleep and eat all day long. The way of heaven Good reincarnation, suffer."

"You can't be too crazy. There is no one who doesn't suffer. If you stay in the green hills, you don't have to worry about running out of firewood. If you can't be scolded, you can beat us. If you can't do it, you can run away. If you can't run, you can kneel down and beg for mercy. It's not shameful."

Nonsense, further and further away.

Xuan Lingzi ate more than half of a peach-blossom perch, and Daju ate the remaining half.

After a few glasses of wine, Xuan Lingzi began to chatter and sprinkle a handful of salt on the body and mind of the unfilial disciple.

Xuan Lingzi was three hundred years old, and was wearing a fat embroidered bamboo green dress loosely on his body. He looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, with a pair of almond eyes, and he turned straight. A ruffian and rascal wandering on the street, put on a brocade clothes, neither fish nor fowl.

His stature is not high, and his bones are fixed in this way. According to Xuan Lingzi himself, this is the result of the first magical skill he practiced in Guixuelou back then. Practice any spell.

Inside and outside the living room, there were Liancheng and Xuan Lingzi, master and apprentice, Rong Le and Ning Xu were discussing prescriptions in the pharmacy, and Yao Xingzhu was busy comforting the little beauty who seemed to be in shock.

Obviously, he is the one who needs comfort the most.

This shit is the way of the world.

Liancheng sat on the ground with a peach blossom branch and swept the ants, brushing them away for a while, and then brushing them over, just to prevent the ants from returning to their nests. His behavior was extremely bad.

Under the moonlight in the sky, the beautiful face reflected in it is even more stunning.

However, how to look at some unlovely decay.

Xuan Lingzi, full of wine and food, walked over rubbing his belly, reflecting on whether he had said too much just now, after all, no matter how bastard this little bastard is, he is just a child.

...Wait, he takes back what he just said.

Seeing Liancheng's actions, the corners of his mouth twitched.He knew that this little ancestor would not descend to earth at all. '

"I said you knelt here for a long time today, you don't need food, you just play with ants." Xuan Lingzi squatted down, gave Liancheng a supercilious look, and replied, "Give me one."

He didn't even lift the top of the wall, "Go break it yourself."

Xuan Lingzi said, "It's too far away."

Liancheng said, "It's far away, just three steps to the side, it can kill you far away."

Xuan Lingzi said: "As a teacher, I am old and my legs and feet are inconvenient. What if there is a pothole and I fall down, what should I do? I rely on your family to eat and drink for free. It sounds good, not bad."

This stink is shameless.

Liancheng paused for a while, sniffed his nose, looked at Xuan Lingzi, and said, "You fled all the way from Yaoshan to Jincheng, why didn't you fall to your death?"

Xuan Lingzi often wears tattered clothes, each of which is getting older than the last one. Except for the old Yaoshan hag who has been chasing Xuan Lingzi for 200 years, she doesn't want to think about this clothes.

"What are you talking about, villain." Xuan Lingzi directly snatched the peach blossom branch from Liancheng's hand, "I won't die even if you die, your master, I'm such an adult, and I still play with ants, the ants have provoked you, no Thinking ahead is an asshole.”

These words were loud and righteous, and Xuan Lingzi swept lightly on the spot in a blink of an eye, and an ant retreated to the same place again.

"Why do you play so much?" Liancheng didn't bother to pay attention to him, stretched out his hand, twirled his fingertips, and the peach branch on the tree folded, and flew directly to Liancheng's hands.

They drew the border of Chu-Han River tacitly with Xuan Lingzi, and the master and apprentice played with ants with great relish.

Not long after, Yao Xingzhu came out from among the flowers with the little green demon beauty.

Light flowers rustled, and the little beauty's long hair fell to her ankles, and a red silk yarn with bells was tied at the end of her hair.The green clothes were taken off, and he had already changed into white clothes.

Liancheng is very familiar with this white dress, it was made by Rongle for Liancheng four years ago, it is embroidered with big flowers of Shengji Manzhushahua, and the red tassels are inlaid on the cuffs of the skirt, which makes the little beauty's lips red and her teeth white, it is really beautiful.

Liancheng's complexion is not so good-looking, and he can change as he wants, but he really knows how to choose.This is his favorite piece of clothing, although he can no longer wear it now.

Wait, even this thing that tied his hair belonged to him when he was a child.

Xuan Lingzi saw it too, gloated, "It looks much smarter than your clothes."

"Nice?" Liancheng thought he had heard it wrong, "The old man's eyes are so dizzy, you didn't see the flash of swords and swords in his wolf eyeballs, you just want to tear me into pieces and bite into pieces to vent your anger."

Xuan Lingzi was amused, "You did something like that to someone, and you expected to give you a good face. You kissed him and took off his chin. I won't stop you. Do you still want to pinch his neck? You dare to be so crazy when you hurt the sky and the reason, Lian Yufo, you have a big face."

After that, Xuan Lingzi threw away the peach branch with an expression of resentment, stared at Liancheng, "Playing with things and losing one's ambition." After that, he rushed to Yao Xingzhu's side, and his junior sister shouted happily.

Yao Xingzhu smiled at him, and then said to the little beauty, "Don't be afraid, this brat is here to beat and scold you, if he dares to fight back, you can call me, and I will help you deal with him."

The Bi Yao little beauty didn't say a word, her hands were tightly clutching her sleeves.The little beauty was too thin, her clothes were empty, and she had the willow-like appearance of a delicate willow. She was a young white lotus in the flourishing age, with snowy pear blossoms. A woman of his mother's age was the easiest to be deceived.

That pair of condensed green pupils looked at Liancheng in the shadows, coldly, no different from a wolf that was holding back and ready to swallow someone in one bite.But his mother was stunned and felt that the little beauty was scared and pitiful.

Mother, your eyes see how pitiful this little brat is.

After Yao Xingzhu comforted the Bi Yao, he suddenly raised his eyes to stare at Liancheng who was squatting on the ground, pretending to be dead, "Stinky boy, come here."

When Liancheng came over, Yao Xingzhu pulled him aside by his ear, and whispered: "You look so pitiful, you should have a better attitude and explain carefully."

Throwing down a sentence, turning a blind eye to Liancheng's stunned expression, and leaving straight away, Xuan Lingzi winked at him, quite a bit of a "doggy" flavor, "Explain."

explain?explain what?There was nothing to explain, and he was right.

Besides, his mouth was numb from the bite of this little wolf cub, and he didn't even feel the pain. He asked someone to explain it to him, and he was reasonable.

Yao Xingzhu and Xuan Lingzi packed up the things in the living room and went to the kitchen. Before they left, Yao Xingzhu did not forget to warn with his eyes.

Liancheng resisted the urge to roll his eyes and continued to play with the ants on the ground.

One of the things that Liancheng regrets the most is that he foolishly wrote a messy "Traitor".

This treacherous official is so lonely that he is extremely perverted and cynical. He changes his ways all day long, either skinning this family and lighting sky lanterns or cutting bones and harps for that family. He can be called a fighter among perverts.

However, this is not a problem. Compared with the male protagonist 'Shi Potian', the treacherous minister himself is far behind.

Thinking about it now, the article written by Uncle Lian at the beginning was 600 million words, and there was more than 100 million words written about how Liancheng, a hardcore treacherous minister, died.

Inexplicably, Liancheng wanted to slap his old self, make you abuse, write nonsense, and be a hot chicken.

Liancheng didn't want to talk, he was either afraid, or he suddenly didn't want to live.

He wrote himself to death, so it was clear that he was his real father.

The child looked at him, his green eyes wringing him like needles.

After being silent for a long time, the child glanced around, took a step towards him, and showed a particularly 'kind' expression - gloomy and cold.

Lian Xiaoye was not afraid of the boiling water, so he raised his head and roared extremely vilely, "What are you looking at, do you want to kiss me back?"

On the edge of his lips, there were marks of teeth bitten out, oozing blood, which was extremely clear.

Liancheng raised his head suddenly, and the child took a step back.Liancheng smiled softly, his back was facing the peach blossoms, his jade-colored face was charming.

The child froze for a moment, his panic-stricken appearance was similar to that red-eyed white rabbit that Liancheng planned to raise for a few more days when he was a child, and then eat after fattening up.

It looks timid, but in fact, tsk~ it's fierce.

The rabbit got mad and even took a bite of Liancheng.

Liancheng looked at him with raised eyebrows, "Good-looking?"

Of course she looks good, personally appraised three months ago, the number one beauty in the three thousand worlds can be scum in seconds in front of this face.

How can the father not understand the son, a little mensao.Liancheng lowered his head and continued to play with the ants.

Good-looking is good-looking, I don't like to show you.

The atmosphere became awkward, Mensao would not take the initiative to speak, and just stared at Liancheng, which seemed to be trying to stare at people to death.

However, Liancheng's face was thicker than the city wall, he could not be invaded in vain, and stood still, thinking about it, now this 'Shi Potian' is only a child, is it too early for him to be cowarded?

He also felt that he was going to be suddenly fucked by an inexplicable man, he would definitely make him linger immediately and throw his head into the toilet.

Conscience found out that Liancheng felt a little sympathy.

The wind blows quietly at night, the peach blossoms all over the tree are swaying, and the pear blossom lights lighten the glass.

After an unknown amount of time, Liancheng looked up at him, with a smile on his lips, "Hey, kid."

He was silent, Liancheng touched his nose, Fang said, "I just fed a medicine, it's nothing else, you almost bit off my mouth, isn't it natural for me to resist, I'll save you, you bite me, Now I'm kneeling, you're standing, and I haven't said anything yet."

"You think I want to feed you? I don't know where I fished it out. It's cold and fishy. You're not rich, and you're not rare. How could anyone want to take advantage of it?"

It's better not to explain than to explain.

As soon as he finished speaking, the child looked at him with a gloomy face, turned around and left without saying a word.

Liancheng: "..."

The black lights are blind, and those who leave at night, really have a temper.

The author has something to say:

Child (cold and gloomy): Thank you stepmother Xianyu for letting me out.

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