Baierguan River

When Boss Su knocked on my coffin, I, who had already lost my heart, felt like my heart was pounding. It must be a bad thing. None of the people who followed him came back.

"Xiao Ajiu's temper is too stubborn. I can't bully him. Seeing his pitiful appearance, I just want to be frivolous. You can teach him for me. He is stubborn and stubborn, so don't show mercy." Boss Su laughed He glanced at me carefully, and said again: "If you are useless, you can go to the stove with your brother."

My stiff head lowered a little, and my hard-to-turn eyeballs also looked at the ground.

"It's really good. When he can be as good as you, I don't have to worry about it."

He sighed, looking very melancholy, handed me a bone scraping knife, and said with interest: "I heard that the skin and flesh of Tu family members have the ability to regenerate. You can try it. If you can't find out, there is still tomorrow." , and a long life to come."

Boss Su's life will indeed be very long, but I don't know how long the one in the cellar can last, but the one in front of me is a doctor, so I have no right to question it.

The bone scraper was heavy. I came down the long ladder and finally saw the man.

Beauty is beautiful, lifeless, but even such a lifeless and sickly beauty is the most beautiful I have ever seen in my life. The scarlet clothes can't cover his bare legs, and his skin is covered with terrible scars , deep and shallow, some are just red marks scratched by nails, and some are deep into the bone marrow, and Senbai's bones are exposed. I can't help wondering, can his flesh really regenerate?

After all this time, he was still broken.

Standing in front of him, I don't know where there is any flesh that can be spoiled and tortured. I only know that his legs are trembling, red, swollen and stiff, and white liquid is slipping from between his thighs. Naturally, I know what this is. The puppets pretended not to know what they knew, and Uncle Zhou, a pedantic accountant, could only sigh and shake his head when he saw it.

The knife approached slowly in his hand, and Tu Jiu opened his eyes in a daze.

"Are you here to kill me?"

I didn't know how to answer, I didn't come to kill him but to torture him, but his eyes lit up when he said the word kill, he must be looking forward to death.

I shouldn't have answered, I just picked up a sharp knife and sliced ​​through his flesh, embedding into his bones.

The cold sweat on his forehead kept coming out, his lips were frighteningly white, he was gritting his teeth, I could see that his body was shaking like a chaff sieve and he was holding back and refusing to say anything, it really was a hard bone.

There was a tooth-piercing sharp sound when the handle of the knife was ground to the bone, and he finally trembled and passed out.

My hand with the knife is not very steady.

I turned my head, Boss Su's shadow fell on the wall, he paused when he picked up the teacup, what was he thinking, did he finally soften his heart?

"Wait until he wakes up before continuing."

I stood aside and looked at Tu Jiu again. He must really want to die like this.

The next day.

On the seventeenth day of the twelfth lunar month, it snowed heavily all night.

The person in the cellar fainted again, I think, he probably has run out of breath, the time of fainting becomes longer and longer, almost longer than the winter night, as if he is dead, the time to wake up is only a handful, but As long as Boss Su came over, he would always find a way to wake up that person.

A few days ago, a man just like me jumped off the stove. I don't know who he is or where he came from, but I know that sooner or later this is where I will be.

Boss Su has been researching all kinds of strange poisons all day long. He heard that the ghost doctors in Poison Mountain all have lofty aspirations. Immortal, and Boss Su, who wants to control people's hearts and create his own puppets.

I am a failed piece of work.

He always said that he did this to preserve the beauty of the world. Being a puppet is like making a butterfly specimen, it will never change, it will never grow old, it will not decay, it will not turn into green smoke, and it will never leave him, unless you voluntarily jump into it. The stove, that can be extinguished.

Maybe this is the best ending for me.

I don't know my name, where I came from, or where I'm going. I lie in a cold and damp coffin every day, like dry bones. These two hundred coffins are all cellars. He is in the coffin himself, falling and sinking with us in the dark place.

Today he angered Boss Su again.

In fact, Boss Su has a very good temper, but his methods are a bit vicious and harsh. Even if he wants to gouge people's eyeballs with bare hands, he often looks calm and gentle like jade. I seldom see him getting angry and emotional, but Every time because of the little prince in the cellar.

I stand by.

Seeing Boss Su walking back and forth in the cellar angrily, laps and laps, and finally fell off his sleeve, grabbed Tu Jiu by the collar, and dragged him to him. rattle.

"If you don't want to live, I can fulfill you."

"Thank you."

Tu Jiu finally looked up at him, even with a hint of a smile.

"Did I treat you badly?" Boss Su looked very sad, and he stroked Tu Jiu's cheek, "What do you want me to do? What is Yaoyinzi? As long as you say what you want, you can Why bother... Ah Jiu?"

"it is good……"

I don't know how Boss Su has the face to ask this sentence, but he looks so sincere, I actually believe it, he loves Tujiu.

Tu Jiu stopped looking at him, and Boss Su handed over this place to me again.

This time, I really want to help butcher the wine.

But Boss Su obviously didn't intend to let him go, because this time the iron block, the iron block turned into a branding iron that can burn human skin and flesh in the charcoal fire, this thing can't kill Tu Jiu at all, but the pot next to it was used to cool it down. Cold water can do it.

My heart moved.

The scorching iron was gently placed on the skin of Tu Jiu's chest, white hot air spread, and there was a sizzling sound, and the burning smell surrounded the tip of his nose.

I gently put the iron block into the cold water, and it cooled instantly with a sizzle.

I turned my head and looked in Boss Su's direction. He was taking a nap with his eyes closed. The opportunity came. There would no longer be such a beauty in this cellar subjected to inhuman torture.

The copper basin stand was high, and the iron chain around Tu Jiu's neck was pulled back by me. I looked at him, and he looked at me. At that moment, we understood what was in each other's eyes. He nodded, full of gratitude and apology.

I didn't understand why he apologized to me, and I was also responsible for torturing him.

Time can't wait, I put his head in the water, and he didn't make a sound, just like this, sinking into a basin of water little by little, wait, wait, he's about to be free, and I'm about to be free up.

The water gradually stopped bubbling, and he was on the verge of drowning.

I was as happy as a kite with a broken string, and an unspeakable excitement rose in my chest. The memory of my life is blank, but I know this is the bravest thing I have ever done.

"What are you doing! Stop it!!!"

Boss Su came and rushed towards me crazily. He was so excited when he saw the young master dying. I was shocked, but I didn't stop what I was doing. I wanted to make sure that Tu Jiu was really dead. I can let go only when I have to, I want to help him escape from this hell, I promised myself and him in my heart.

give me a little more time...

"Stop! You are courting death! Courting death!!!"

Clang!

The copper basin fell to the ground, and the water spilled all over the ground.

He slapped me aside with one palm. My body was already as stiff as a dead tree. He couldn't kill me like this, and I didn't feel pain long ago. I lay on the ground watching them, waiting to die.

Boss Su held Tujiu in his arms in a panic, wiped off the water droplets on his face little by little, and forced the water out of his nasal cavity. The anxiety on his face was something I had never seen before. He was so afraid of Tujiu. Is death really just to get medicine?He knew that Tu Jiu would not say anything.

I failed.

"...Brother Su."

We all heard the inaudible whisper.

I don't know why Tu Jiu called him that before he died. I only know that Boss Su was shocked when he heard this name, and his eyes were loose. He fell to the ground holding Tu Jiu and couldn't speak for a long time. He just lightly touched the deepest wound on Tu Jiu's body.

He was a little puzzled and said, "Why hasn't your wound healed after so long? Could it be that the attack was too severe?"

"Su Shisan." Tu Jiu slowly opened his eyes, with hatred in his eyes, he no longer greedy or whispering, and asked coldly.

"Why?"

"I won't let you die, no matter whether you tell Yao Yin's whereabouts or not, I won't let you die, because I love you very much." Su Shisan said without changing his expression, extremely sincere.

"hahahahahahahahaha……"

Tu Jiu laughed so hard that tears came out, he held Boss Su's sleeve tightly, laughed and coughed, his beautiful face was distorted.

Not to mention him, even I find it incredible.

Boss Su hugged Tujiu tightly, buried his face in his neck, greedily felt the breath, temperature and heartbeat of Tujiu like an addict, if, if he really killed Tujiu to make a puppet Here, will he regret it?

But I didn't have time to think so much. Boss Su held Tujiu from dark to dawn, from sober to coma, and finally recovered, and walked towards me step by step.

I looked at him, unable to get up from the ground.

He smiled at me, that smile was like a spring breeze, he squatted down in front of me, and said softly: "Why?"

"You really don't understand?"

"Why?"

"You'll never understand, because you're the real puppet."

He raised his eyebrows lightly when he heard this sentence, and looked very interested, but I didn't let him enjoy it, because I jumped directly into the stove without his warning, the fire must be very hot, but unfortunately I can't feel it anymore ...

I heard his sigh, and finally took a look at the little boy. He was in pain even when he fell asleep. If I had known that I would fail, I would not have burned him with a soldering iron.

The flames engulfed me, and I, who was originally a wooden person, was burned to ashes like firewood.

When my brain was burning, I seemed to have regained my memory. I was the eldest son of the blacksmith shop next door. I died six months ago. It was not Su Shisan, but Tu who made me an immortal puppet. liquor.

That night, beside me, he was smiling, wanton and free and easy, and talked a lot.

He says……

Su Shisan is his favorite young gentleman in this life, and he will definitely treat him well for the rest of his life.