Homecoming Speech

What made Fu Danggui stop in his tracks, he clearly saw the Chu River but didn't dare to move forward, his face was stained with worry and he looked at the pavilion in front of him.

From the flowers around the pavilion, countless snakes, centipedes, toads, and scorpions crawled towards the Chu River one by one.

There was a big wooden barrel standing inside the pavilion, and black air was rising from the barrel. Chu He closed his eyes tightly, revealing half of his body in the barrel.

He was naked, his pale skin was slightly blood-colored, and there were many small red holes on his well-defined chest muscles.

Chu He's black hair was untied, pouring down, his pale face looked like a dead man's, and he was motionless, letting the poison bite on his body.

On the countless red flowers beside the pavilion, there are black and blue butterflies flying. These butterflies sometimes fly and sometimes stop on Chuhe's shoulders and overhead. It is a strange and beautiful picture.

The edge of the wooden barrel was covered with poison, and those poisons came in and out, like guards standing alternately.

Fu Danggui didn't dare to make a sound, stopped her steps, even lowered her breath, and stared at the scene in front of her.

Is this what he experiences every day?How much poison was biting his body, and he remained motionless, as if his physical body no longer belonged to him.

"You're here." His voice was a little weak, but it happened that Fu Danggui could hear him clearly.

"Well, why..." Fu Danggui had already forgotten that the purpose of his trip was to trouble Chuhe.

Chu He slowly opened his eyes, his dark eyes were filled with forbearance, "Why should I do this to myself?"

"Probably to survive." Chu He said with a light smile, his eyes dimmed.

"I mean, why do you want me to know so much?" Fu Danggui looked at Chuhe in front of him, thinking that he had seen him through, but found that he was still in the dark.

His sword eyebrows were curved, his eyes were full of smiles, his thin lips curled up, and he said with great interest, "What do you think?"

"I thought you, you were plotting against me deliberately, and then let me take refuge in your mansion. Of course, this is just a part of your plan. I can only say I admire your plan to kill three birds with one stone." Fu Danggui He should have been angry, but seeing the scene in front of him, he couldn't get angry anymore.

"Go on." Chuhe hooked his mouth and threw a black sachet to Fu Danggui.

Fu Danggui caught it quickly, looked left and right a few times, "This is?"

"Take it, come here and add some potion for me." Chuhe started to provoke Fu Danggui without any notice.

He pursed his mouth and thought to himself, forget it, just do what you want, you can't argue with a seriously ill person, let alone seeing him like this, he still feels a little distressed.

Although he was afraid of these poisons in his heart, Fu Danggui still put on the black sachet, took a deep breath, and walked two steps forward cautiously.

Fu Danggui moved forward, stopped the trembling of his feet, and looked at the poisons hanging on the side of the wooden barrel in front of him. They were of different colors, making people feel scalp numb at a glance.

Chuhe frowned, it seemed that Fu Danggui was distracted and only felt that his heart hurt.

There was a black red-haired spider hanging there. It bit it down, and the venom spread and penetrated into the heart veins. It was extremely cold and painful, and this feeling quickly spread to all the limbs.

Every wound bitten by the poison on the body, the venom fused, and the black air rolled into every pore with stinging pain.

Fu Danggui looked in front of him, and exhaled deeply, only to see the black air around the barrel turbulent, and then drifted away without a trace.

The wooden barrel was not high, and half of Chuhe's body was exposed. Amidst the black air spreading, Fu Danggui saw that the potion in the wooden barrel had turned into viscous black.

In the black potion, countless poisons rolled and alternated, there were centipedes with thousands of feet, spiders that spun silk, and poisonous snakes that spit out snake letters and bared their fangs.

In the silent air, the hissing sound gradually spread, echoing in Fu Danggui's mind.

He saw a wooden barrel by the side of the pavilion, the wood was filled with black potion, black hot air was rising, and there was a strange smell here.

The flowers around him are in full bloom, the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the trees in the garden are rustling, everything in front of him is too shocking, he looks at the crawling poison on the wooden barrel, the tumbling poison in the black concoction. centipede.

I started thinking why would I do this?He shook his body and said silently in his heart, don't be afraid, all this is fake and a dream.

"There's nothing in the bucket, and there's nothing on it! Fu Danggui, you can, go and pick it up!" Hearing Fu Danggui mutter, Chuhe was amused.

"Idiot, as long as you step forward, those things will naturally go away." Chuhe reminded with a chuckle.

"What's wrong with me..." Fu Danggui took a few steps forward in doubt.

When he took two steps forward, the poisons really dodged out of the way. He took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to lift the wooden barrel.

Some regret being tricked by Chuhe to come here today, otherwise he should be reading a book leisurely in the study at this moment, or teasing Xiaobai to send the bird.

Everything should be so beautiful, but of course this is just a fantasy. Fu Danggui vaguely heard Chuhe humming, and was at ease, not paying attention to the horrible scene in front of him at all.

He clasped his hand on the edge of the wooden barrel, ding ding dong dong, and made a nice sound, "The cold mountain is far away, the north wind is bleak and cold, the king travels thousands of buildings, and the dawn guards the king."

Fu Danggui carefully poured the black juice potion in the wooden barrel into the wooden barrel.

He raised his head, his eyes were full of shining sunlight, "Why did you sing this song, and why did the queen mother lose her mind when she saw the bead flower?"

Chu He half-closed his eyes, leaning against the wooden barrel contentedly, and kept playing the tune with his hands.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, his curvaceous figure, black and red blood dripping out and falling, his voice was chilling, cold and beautiful, his eyes revealed a purity different from the past, black air was densely rising, The air was filled with the scent of flowers and medicinal herbs, maybe he got used to it, but Fu Danggui didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

Chuhe stopped and hummed, his hands were still clasped, his eyes were gradually stained with lust, and with a magnetic hoarse voice, he suppressed, "Do you really want to know?"

He looked at Fu Danggui's fair cheeks and neck, and looked up at him with an expression that seemed to be suppressing many secrets. He paused again, and smiled lightly: "The things left by the one you love."

Fu Danggui took a deep breath, rubbed the jade folding fan in his hand, and said softly, "Do you have to do this every day?"

Chuhe closed his eyes, his face bearing the pain.