Daughter-in-law

Chapter 904 A Story

"Hmph, you really are a waste."

The voice of winning the hook sounded in my mind, with deep contempt.

"Brother, that guy should be a bit virtuous, you just swallowed him after you cleaned him up, I'm thinking of you."

I said to the winning hook with some dissatisfaction.

Damn it, I was kind enough to wake you up to make up for it, but I didn't expect this guy to mock me.

"Hmph, you're just a watchdog." Yinggou snorted coldly.

The next moment, I felt myself losing control of my body.

"The little guy seemed to glance at us just now, did he feel something?" I said to Yinggou.

Just now when I summoned the winning hook, I noticed that the kid fishing on the lake glanced towards this side intentionally or unintentionally, which made me a little puzzled.

"Hmph, this little pond is his body, so it's not surprising that he can sense some of it." Yinggou said.

Hearing his words, I froze for a moment, and said in surprise, "Is he a lake demon?"

But then I laughed again, this is at most a small pond, it is a bit reluctant to call it a lake.

But I am not too surprised, because I have known for a long time that in this world, mountains, lakes, and even flowers and trees, at certain times, will produce spiritual illusions to transform into human forms.

It's just that I didn't expect that this small lake in front of me would actually have its own intelligence, and it would even transform into a human form.

This pond is his body, so he can perceive my changes. After all, this is his territory, which is not surprising.

"Brother, would you like to come up and get drunk?"

At this time, the man in the Huxin Pavilion greeted me again.

I laughed. If he knew that he was calling for a winning hook, I don't know what his plans would be.

Yinggou also laughed, and the next moment, he took a step out and entered the pavilion.

Xiaobai didn't follow, because she knew that it was no longer her master who controlled her body, but that one, the existence that terrified her.

Xiaobai was a little bored, since that person appeared, there was no need to do anything here.

Xiao Bai turned his head and glanced at the kid fishing by the lake.

Although he didn't know if this kid was an enemy, but Xiao Bai had a good impression of him, and then smiled at him.

Seeing Xiaobai smiling at him, the child's face immediately turned red, and then he lowered his head.

I came to the pavilion and looked around. There are a lot of calligraphy and paintings hanging in the pavilion, but neither Yinggou nor I have done much research on these things, so we can't see the good or bad at all.

But we have a consensus, that is, this guy in front of us can really pretend.

I sat down directly, sitting opposite the man.

He smiled, handed a glass of wine to me, and said: "I have been here for almost 70 years, and I am really lonely. Every ten years, that grandma will come in to have a drink with me, but Seeing her alone for so many years is really lonely, it's rare that outsiders come in here."

Entering this weird space, the five guys in front of me are like waste in my eyes.

But the man in front of him, and the kid fishing, really have some skills.

That grandma was able to keep them here for so long, she still has some skills.

"Drinking, it's not interesting to drink by yourself. Drinking is for chatting, listening to stories, and telling stories. Everything is in this wine. I respect you for this first glass."

As he spoke, the man raised his glass, smiled at me, and drank it down in one gulp.

I took the wine glass and brought it to my mouth.

"Hey, can I drink this wine? This guy has been imprisoned here for such a long time. I'm afraid this wine has already gone bad!"

I said to Yinggou in my heart.

This space is very weird, and the guys in it are not human, who knows that something has changed in this wine.

At Niangniang Su's place, I watched Duanmuqing drink his urine like wine, and then vomited all night.

I don't want to follow in his footsteps!
"Hmph, what are you afraid of? Just drink it."

The sound of winning the hook sounded, and he drank the wine in the glass without hesitation.

I was a little speechless, and scolded my mother in my heart, saying that this body is not yours anyway, of course you should stand up and talk so it doesn't hurt.

But this body is mine, if I drink something bad, I will be the one to suffer!
But after a while, I was relieved.

Although that guy Yinggou has a bad temper, he was a powerful existence in the Underworld after all, and he was the master of the Nether Sea and even the entire Underworld.

How can such a guy drink unclean things?

So the glass must be wine, and it smells like good wine.

Drinking water into the stomach, like a fire dragon directly drilled into the stomach.

But at this time, I felt that my spiritual consciousness was in a trance, and the picture in front of me suddenly became blurred.

In the eyes of Xiaobai on the shore, the man and I were holding our wine glasses almost at the same time and remained motionless.

"A glass of wine, a story, you have to listen to me tell a story after drinking this glass of wine."

At this time, the man's voice rang in my ears.

It turned out that this was the case, drinking a glass of wine from him and listening to him tell a story, how boring this guy is.

"Hey, don't you do it?" I said to Yinggou.

"Well, it's okay to listen to him tell stories." Yinggou's voice sounded.

I was a little speechless, thinking that Win Gou was boring enough, yet I was still in the mood to listen to people tell stories.

"I was born in a scholarly family, but I am a bastard, and my mother was just a maid, and my mother passed away in the year I was born.

What the high family status brings to me is not rich clothes and good food, but the imbalance from the bottom of my heart. I am my father's son, but I live the same life as Xiaosi's servant, even... not as good.

I have suffered all kinds of blank stares and discrimination. I study hard, eager to seize any opportunity that can make me stand up.

I want to get fame, I want to leave this house, I want to get out!
I'm almost done, really, I've touched the dawn, 20 years of humiliation, 20 years of physical and mental torture, is coming to an end.

However, just before the exam was about to start, my father was involved in a case, my family property was confiscated, and the whole family was exiled!

I, of course, have the same fate!
I have a maid who is very close to me, she is my second mother's maid. She has already made a private appointment with me for life. I also waited for many years, until the big girl.

But on that day, she was arrested by the government and confiscated as an official prostitute.

I was with my 'relatives',
Embarked on the road of exile..."

As his voice sounded, a scene appeared in front of me.

In the picture, there is a deep house compound,
In the compound at this time, there were tears and laughter, endless hustle and bustle, and the desolation of the family being ransacked in the end, some teenagers were unwilling to grow up with white eyes, and some were angry when they saw their loved ones go away.

Fate and absurdity work hand in hand.

The simple story is infinitely magnified in this glass of wine, as if at this moment, I followed his narration and passively experienced 20 years of time.

Let me also have a trace of sadness and confusion.

Just imagine, 20 years are instantly filled in your mind. At this time, are you you, or a character in the story?

Maybe, sometimes even I can't tell the difference.

At least, I really took it into it, because I am still young, and there are still many things that I have not experienced.

It is really scary that a young man is suddenly stuffed into someone else's 20-year memory, which is equivalent to being filled for half his life.

But unfortunately, it seems that I was the one who drank the glass of wine,
But in fact, it's not me, but Win Hook, so I won't really be brought into this memory by him.

On the stone table in the middle of the courtyard,

Yinggou sat there with a drink in his hand.

Next to him, there are officials who confiscated the house coming in and out, crying and crying, and at his feet, there is a pretty woman in her early 20s who is hugging her leg, crying bitterly that she does not want to leave , she doesn't want to go, save me, save me, lover, lover, save me...

The official guards were behind her holding her in shackles, pulling her hard, scolding her,
She was holding on to Yinggou's leg, crying, begging, and reluctant to part.

Looking at everything that happened around here and the figures on the screen, Yinggou was not emotional, sad, or empathetic, and it cannot be said that there was no emotional change, just a hint of ridicule.

After all, in his opinion, it is too ridiculous to use such a low-level method to drag his soul into sinking together.

There is no one who can make himself sink, whether it is the underworld or the world, not even the old monk sitting in the abyss.

And this guy actually wanted to try to do this, which made Yinggou couldn't help but want to laugh.

It's like a person accidentally strayed into a studio, from head to toe, it looks so nondescript with everything around.

Moreover, the person who entered by mistake was not taken as a gangster scene, because he is still the protagonist, sitting in the C position.

Everyone is ecstatically performing, everyone is performing emotionally, lighting photography, and any details have been perfected.

It's just that besides winning the hook, because he really thinks this low-level illusion is a bit boring.He was so bored that he became a little impatient, so Yinggou frowned slightly.

The next moment, the scene in front of me changed again. The women who were crying and refusing to leave their homes and be exiled did not dare to cry anymore, obediently packed up the little things they were allowed to carry and went out with the official messenger;

The child who was still screaming heart-piercingly before also wiped away his tears silently, obediently followed the adult and walked out slowly.

Just now he kept beating the ferocious officials with the whip, but now he didn't dare to make any more noise, so he put away the whip, lowered his voice, and softly told the arrestee to leave quickly
(End of this chapter)