Guardian

云 Zhao Yunlan frowned and looked at her, "Are you ill?"

Wang Zheng didn't answer, staring straight at the ground. When she looked in the same direction like this, she always seemed to be in a daze. After a while, she said gently, "I was still young at that time. By the age of seventeen, I did n’t understand anything, she was simple and stupid. When I opened my eyes, I could only see what was happening in front of me, and I could only think of a way to go black. I and ... It ’s different and he has n’t used him as an outsider. My father wanted to kill him ... naturally, naturally, I do n’t want to. ”

"Hiding him is like a little girl in the middle and second period hiding a love letter that her parents do not want to see." Zhao Yunlan said politely.

A slight smile on Wang Zheng's face was fleeting: "Probably. In fact, I was blaming my father at that time. I think he did something wrong and shamed my face. He ... he is us The leader, my great father, how can I do such a shameless thing? "

Zhao Yunlan didn't say a word, her expression was still stinky, but it was not easy to see her eyes softened. Only after listening to Wang Zheng for a long time, she sighed softly: "Is there any place in the world where is there Everyone is free, and everyone is created equal? ​​"

No one answered her. It took a while before Zhao Yunlan suddenly said, "Yes."

Wang Zheng and Beheaded turned to him together, Zhao Yunlan's lower lip was still stained with a bit of red blood, his face was extremely pale, and the man was almost stingy against the dark gray shirt collar. Only one pair of eyes was astonishingly bright. —His eyes are always bright, as if nothing in the world can erase that light.

Zhao Yunlan paused and said slowly, "Before death."

The face of Beheaded was still invisible, and when he heard it, he couldn't help but say, "Isn't there nowhere to look forward? Where is the mortal struggling for life? What makes the Lord cool? Thin. "

"It's an adult." Zhao Yunlan quietly raised his eyes. "What is fairness and equality? In this world, if one person feels fair, it must be based on the other people's unfairness. They cannot live. At the same time, equality is to eat and wear warm clothes like others. When eating and drinking is warm, equality is to have the same dignity as others, and when dignity is also there, it is too painful to feel like you are superior, how can you be more than others? What will be reconciled, and how can I finish it when I don't see the coffin? Is it equal or unequal?

After slashing his soul, Mu dumbfounded his speech for a moment, and then laughed lowly: "Abnormal."

Zhao Yunlan chuckled a moment, exposed the topic, and asked, "Sangzan succeeded in rebellion. He killed your father and leveled the name on the altar. From then on, the Hanka tribe no longer had slaves. Then How's it going?"

"Later, all the big and small matters of the family were brought up by each family's parents and put forward an opinion on behalf of their own family. Everyone discussed together, and many of them agreed." Wang Zheng said, "This was proposed by Sangzan. He I have n’t read the book, I have n’t left Daxue Mountain, but I understand the democracy advocated by later generations ... It can be seen that people want things that are almost the same at any time. "

Zhao Yunlan held up a long leg, and put his hands on his knees. He sat loose and shapeless, and the words in his mouth were like a knife. One sentence was more piercing than the other. He heard here and said suddenly, "You are So dead? "

Sui Wang Zheng was caught off guard, almost a stay, and then the light in his eyes dimmed.

Just when others thought she wouldn't say anything, Wang Zheng suddenly said, "I was ... I had nowhere to go at that time, so I had to live in Sangzan's house and leave it under the fence, but I would do nothing, small At that time, Eminem only taught me how to dress myself and drive slaves. I wouldn't work or hunt, and even mess up housework ... A girl of the same family wanted to marry Sangzan and begged her father. To say pro, Sangzan refused. The girl fled in anger, ran out of the snow mountain, and was dead when it was found by the clan. She was said to have slipped off the hillside and hit her head on a large rock. Her uncle hated me, and united other families to call together people, saying that I was the daughter of a dog leader, born of black magic, they forgive me and let me be alive, but I did n’t know how to repent, I was lazy to do it every day, They also dominated their hero, Sanzan, because he was jealous that he had cast a magic spell and killed his daughter, to kill me ... to beheaded to death. "

Wang Zheng's shoulders trembled suddenly—she once felt from her heart that her father was wrong. In the hearts of young girls, the people should not be enslaved, they are also people, and they should not be humbled to live and die. Like Zanzan, she hoped that they would have a good life of wealth, and that they would be equal, free and happy.

However, she sympathized with her favorite people, but she hated her.

"The girl's father asked everyone to raise their hands, and said that they would not express their opinions or did not want to execute me. The representative who raised their hands agreed that I would be beheaded ..."

三个 The word "beheading" broke, Wang Zheng couldn't help but cry.

On that day, people were full at the table, their expressions were cheerful, their hands raised densely, rows and rows, uneven, and when viewed from the high platform, they looked like the paw of the wicked ghost in the deepest river. Almost everyone raised their hands. They looked at the girl tied in the center, indifferent, numb, ignorant, and cruel.

They surprisingly reached an agreement-kill her and cut off her head.

Even if there are tens of thousands of bright lights in my heart, there will be no trace of ashes left.

No one remembers what she did ... Or, what she did, but with ulterior motives.

Wang Zheng's tears fell drop by drop, fell to the ground, and immediately turned into a plume of smoke, disappearing into the air, and her figure became thinner and thinner-she died more than 300 years ago. With no tears, the heart hurts to the extreme at this time, and will only burn his soul.

"Don't cry." Zhao Yunlan emptied her hand to support her chin, wiped her tears with her fingers, sandwiched a solid paper note between her fingers, and tapped it on her forehead. Wang Zheng's "tears" were blocked for a moment and could not flow anymore. She stared at such a pair of big eyes that were almost innocent, and looked at the gentle and vague eyes of the man.

云 Zhao Yunlan stretched out his Ming Jian watch and whispered, "Come ahead."

Sui Wang Zheng suddenly felt like he knew everything.

She lingered for a moment, then only felt a gentle but unforgivable force, pulling her into the already stopped Mingjian. She heard Zhao Yunlan say lowly, "It's dark and let you out."

Xun Wangzheng disappeared in place, and Zhao Yunlan and Beast Soul suddenly became speechless.

云 Zhao Yunlan closed her eyes a little slyly, and seemed to be too tired.

Slaying the soul silenced for a while, and reached out and patted his shoulder: "Don't sleep for the time being, you will be injured by the mountain and river cone shock. If you sleep here, the soul that has just been fixed will easily dissipate and rest later-chest Still bored? "

云 Zhao Yunlan rubbed his eyebrows vigorously, and said dumbly, "It's okay, it's just that the smelly girl hasn't been treated lightly and lightly. I'm dizzy for a day."

He killed the soul and said, "I'd rather send you back first, and then come back to take back the mountain cone."

云 Zhao Yunlan waved his hand. What did he think of the fighting spirit? In the end, he couldn't help but said in pain, "Can I smoke a cigarette?"

Soul Slayer: "..."

When Zhao Yunlan took it as his default, he took one quickly, took a deep breath like a smoker, and did not let Soul Smell smell any second-hand smoke, so he entered his lungs deeply. Here, I was even out of breath, and people were awake a little bit: "I'm fine. I spit my blood and even detoxified. I just didn't know it was a mountain cone. I was a bit surprised. I don't need to worry about it. The last time I was reincarnate, I was rushed to board first. Don't delay because of me. "

Killing the soul made a deadlock: "Did you see it last time?"

云 Zhao Yunlan gave him a strange glance: "I'm not blind again-but Yinchao issued a killing order for a beast. Who is so brave and moves earth on your age?"

Soul-cutting made a moment of silence, and Zhao Yunlan immediately noticed his embarrassment and immediately said, "Oh, I just said it casually, you don't need to tell me, but I'm in charge of human affairs, in case it reaches me, please Adults will let you know in advance. "

Soul cutting made a low sound, Zhao Yunlan stood up, wiped his cigarette **** on the snow, as if he was alive again, and then he found a wrinkled spell from his pocket and squeezed it into a small one. The ball was stuffed into the mouth and ate: "Oh, it's really hard to chew, let's go, my lord first?"

Killing the soul nodded, and gathered up the fog of the sky, and the mountain cone appeared again in front of the two.

云 Zhao Yunlan chewed a soul-fixing amulet for a while, but at this time, he still felt the kind of trembling spirit and killing from the mountain cone ... He put his hand in his pocket, raised his chin, and stared straight up at the behemoth. Only then did he find that the cross section of the mountain and river cone turned out to be an octagon, straight, sharp, and straight into the center of the earth.

Soul Slayer walked a dozen steps forward, stood still, folded his hands, and after a while, the ground suddenly rolled up a strong wind, while his hood and black robe seemed to be taken off in the wind of hunting, but he was still in There is no clue whatsoever.

I only listened to the soul-stealer and said, "Mountain soul!"

The mountain and river cones trembled, followed by the ground, and then, as if the snow-capped mountains followed, the thunderous muffled rumble sounded in the depths of the mountains, as if the gods detained under the icy rocks were awakened and issued a shocking low Yin, the sky is like night.

Suddenly, a shadow flashed around Zhao Yunlan, Zhao Yunlan opened her eyes in the scorching wind, and saw a phantom like a mirage passing by in the air.

看见 He saw Wang Zheng, innocent and innocent at the age of sixteen or seven, almost a child, standing outside the crowd. A young, handsome man stood sullenly on the high floor, as if there was any induction, and looked back at her from afar, facing her eyes, a nearly pure smile suddenly appeared on his blood-stained face.

Then he growled and waved the huge shovel in his hand to the large stone monument on the altar. Under his feet, a blood-stained hillside, countless corpses lay underneath.

The people who were still alive stretched their necks to look at him.

男人 The man leveled the stone monument, and after a moment of silence, suddenly shouted a word in a hoarse voice. Zhao Yunlan couldn't understand, but it didn't prevent him from understanding the other party's meaning.

The man was covered in blood and dirt, and he won, but there was no joy on his face, only grief and indignation-the nation that had been suppressed for thousands of years, the first breath of freedom, almost made him cry.

The silent crowd finally began to meet him, and the valley roared with the man's growl and cry.

The phantom disappeared, the mountain and river cone slowly rose from the ground, and Soul Killer extended a finger: "Water spirit!"

Zhao Yunlan stood still, the dark reflection of the mountain and river cones reflected in his eyes, and Shuo Feng blew his eyes slightly red. He reached out and held down the dial of Mingjian, as if to comfort the soul of the young girl imprisoned in it. Consoling her eternal loneliness.

At this moment, a sharp howl came out of the air, with a sharpness that could pierce the eardrum, Zhao Yunlan couldn't help turning his head to dodge, only to feel that his better head had been stunned for a while, and this Not counting, the screaming became denser and louder, with a screaming cry, listening to the ears, as if the internal organs were scratched by pointed nails.

Zan Na's cries grew louder and harder to control in the end, Zhao Yunlan thought he was about to spit out.

The slashing soul not far away caused the robe to condensed again, and cut off the sound for a moment, and the mountain cone returned to its original state, slowly falling back to the original place. Only then did Zhao Yunlan taste his mouth. It smelled so bad, he reached out his hand and found that he didn't know when he accidentally bit his own tongue.

"What is that?" Zhao Yunlan asked.

Soul-slaying finally calmed the voice a bit, he said, "It's rash, you can't be hard, it's crying with all ghosts."