Chapter 438 Wrinkles at the corners of the eyes
The disciples of Tianxi in front of the crowd respectfully called her "little senior sister", but behind the scenes, they coldly sneered and scolded her for abandoning the devil and being blind.
She had no playmates in her childhood. Every time she finished her homework, if he were there, he would carry her to the canteen without any grudge and feed her with his own hands.
At this time, there was no shortage of young female disciples in the sect and male disciples who wanted to cling to her. They pretended to be affectionate and took care of her, and they all showed off in front of him.
But if he goes to the fairy world to attend the ceremony and does not return for several months, these people will either avoid her like snakes and scorpions, or they will be bold and malicious, deceiving her into blindness, and putting live insects and flies in her meals.
Everyone looked down upon her, thinking that she was using the meanest life to gain opportunities that others could not get.
She felt that such days were not so unbearable.
Although this group of people made her feel particularly disgusting.
But having him in the mountains, being able to always be by her side, is enough.
Not long after, Xishan Dining Hall recruited a group of new chefs with extraordinary skills. One of the cooks treated her very well and would not deliberately leave the leftovers like other chefs who were trying to gain influence. Call her.
Every time she went there with her blind cane, she would always leave a box of vinegar-based pork ribs that was just warm at her place, sprinkled with finely chopped green onion, and delicately stir-fried to make people feel A touch of warmth.
The cook's surname is Shen. She has a lot of work every day and talks very little. She has a well-behaved little yellow dog beside her that doesn't bark.
When Aluo came to have a meal, the soft little yellow dog would not go anywhere else, but would run under her table and rub her ankles for bones.
Later, her eyes were cured and the little yellow dog grew into an old yellow dog. She no longer remembered the plump and soft appearance of it when it was a child.
But she still likes to throw a few bones to it when eating.
After dinner, I like to sit in the firewood pile in the kitchen backyard and bask in the sun with my old yellow dog in my arms.
What was different from her imagination was that the cook who would leave a box of vinegar-soaked pork ribs for her every day looked very ordinary, just like an ordinary mortal woman as the Master said. He sprinkled rice to feed the chickens, and when he smiled, the lines around his eyes and tail were not very pretty.
But she likes to see her smile while basking in the sun.
Because every time I see her smile, a deep vacancy in my heart seems to be filled.
It wasn’t until a long, long time later that she knew that the feeling of filling that piece was called happiness.
Because she discovered a secret of the cook.
She finally understood why, in the first year after she became the disciple of the sect leader and became famous all over the world, there suddenly appeared such an ordinary cook on Baituo Mountain who treated her so well.
When she was not in front of others, everyone would call her Aunt Shen. Only in the dead of night, in the name of hunger, she walked across half the mountain to the kitchen in the wind and snow. , when she was cooking noodles, she would look at the figure who was chopping vegetables and peeling garlic, with red eyes, and softly call her mother.
She has never answered this call, but every time the sound of chopping vegetables always pauses for a long time...
Aluo knows that every time at this time, that smile will appear The woman with wrinkles at the corners of her eyes must be crying now.
Outside the open curtain, fine raindrops fell silently, blowing into the house with the unique coldness of the mountains.
The memory that was blown away by the wind finally became a dream that cannot be returned.
The body of the demon woman whose face was so disfigured that she could not even be called ordinary fell down suddenly. Aluo, who had been looking at her with a numb expression, seemed to wake up from a nightmare...
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh support me-from-from-from-care off out there out out out.
"How's it going? How's it going?"
The dark crowd crowded in. You pushed me and I squeezed you into the tent.
Those who couldn't squeeze in could only stand on tiptoes on the outside and eagerly looked inside, curious about what was going on inside.
Those expectant eyes watching the excitement have undoubtedly become the most terrifying malice in the world at this moment.
A group of monks who squeezed in were surprised to see the witch Aluo, who was holding her head, huddled up in a ball under the bed, eyes wide open, and screaming non-stop. Her eyes were different. He looked overly frightened, dark, without tears or light, and couldn't see the bottom, as if there was a dying soul imprisoned inside that could never get out.
"Damn, why are you so scared?"
"I'm afraid I was attacked just after I woke up, and I was so scared that I lost my mind. Hehe, but I really didn't expect that this demon is so ugly. Is this woman really here to kill the sword master’s disciples?”
“Still laughing, if Is it so that the Sword Master knows that you released this demon to test this girl in advance, so that you won’t be afraid of being punished?”
“What am I afraid of? We are not his disciples under Tianxi’s name. Besides, Master Sword Master. Isn't it okay for my disciple? If we don't make a surprise attack tonight, how can we find out who she is? Could it be that they are colluding with the demons? The demons have always been cunning, and our sword master has a soft-hearted temper. If he insists on making some stupid statement to test the true nature of this woman in three days, who knows what will happen in these three days. What's going on?"
"Yes, now. But I can see clearly that this woman's attack was really unambiguous. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, pierced her throat with a sword. Her death was so tragic. She really didn't leave any room. She was really cruel. I believe that the sword The Lord’s beloved disciple has nothing to do with the demons.”
"I said everyone wants to watch the fun and see when they can go. This corpse lying here is really scary. Quickly drag it out and bury it somewhere. This dead face is so ugly that it will make people unable to eat for three days. "
"What are you doing here? Get out of my way!"
At this moment, the cold and angry voice of the master of the sword came in.
The people crowded in the tent immediately dispersed, making way for a spacious road.
He entered the tent with a sullen face and hurried steps. He lowered his head and glanced around. When he saw the corpse on the ground, his eyes narrowed slightly. There was a terrifying anger in him. He didn't say anything and picked up the body curled up on the ground. Ah Rao, who was in a ball, was carefully placed on the bed.
"Sword...Sword Master, the matter is like this. After thinking about it, we still feel that..."
"Get out." He said the word "cold" lightly, showing a third degree of murderous intent.
Everyone's hearts trembled, and they didn't dare to say another word. You patted me, I looked at you, and then they dispersed.
Aluo was holding his head on the bed, breathing hard on the cold bed, and his whole body was in severe convulsions.
This really frightened him. He called her name loudly, pulled her over, and held her tightly in his arms. He kept soothing her back with his palms, and his voice suddenly slowed down. : "If you want to cry, just cry."
The thin body in her arms was shaken hard, and her voice was hoarse and hoarse: "Master... you know everything?"
He hummed.
She didn't cry, she just trembled and curled up in his arms, holding her fists tightly between their chests. Her teeth were chattering. It was clear that she was extremely frightened, but she was still strong. Holding on to the instinct in her bones, she asked blankly: "Master smells of blood. Where did he go just now? Was he injured?"
She felt that she was hopeless and rotten, why did she die? That person is not her.
(End of this chapter)