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Chapter 1 My name is Sister Fairy
Chapter 1 My name is Sister Fairy
My parents are antiques.
At the end of the 80s, my family lived in a villa, drove a luxury car, had bodyguards when I went out, and a nanny at home.
In [-], my parents dismissed the servants, sold the house and all the valuables at home, and planned to go to the Western Regions to buy "Buddha Dzi Beads", and entrusted me to Uncle Tang.
Before leaving, my parents told me that they would come back in half a year at the latest.
But I waited for a whole year, and there was no news from my parents.
Moreover, Uncle Tang suddenly became seriously ill and was bedridden.
Aunt Tang took all of Uncle Tang's belongings and ran away with a little yellow hair.
For the first time in my life, I felt infinite panic.
In order to support myself and Uncle Tang, who was seriously ill, I joined the "Pants Drag Party".
At the gate of the train station, I stared at the passengers coming out, dragged their pants, sold them fake Yuan Datou, and refused to let them leave without giving money.
There are about ten of us "Pants Drag Party", and we are controlled by a person named "Brother Cong".
The daily task of each person is 20 yuan, and we will be given one yuan and two to buy steamed buns.
Brother Cong will beat someone if he doesn't get the money.
Because I often failed to complete tasks, I was beaten the most and the hardest.
I remember one time when it was snowing and there were few tourists, I only got five yuan.
Brother Cong took me to the pressurized water well and gave me a good beating.
He stood aside and looked at me in great pain. He put his hands on his hips and laughed: "A stupid dog that can't eat fresh shit! Hahaha!"
I will never forget that feeling of humiliation.
At that time, I swore that in the future, I would make brother Cong's life worse than death.
That day, I almost crawled back to Uncle Tang's house.
I didn't get a penny, so I cooked lard soup and ate it.
In the boiling water, put a little bit of lard that was picked up from the vegetable market and boiled, a piece of chopped green onion, a bowl for Uncle Tang, and a bowl for yourself.
Uncle Tang drank soup on the bed, looked at the blood oozing from my forehead, and cried.
He showed me two pictures.
One is my dad's and the other is my mom's.
My dad hung a fuchsia upside down from a tree, his eyes were gouged out, and his pupils were bloody.
My mother lay on the ground like a frog, and her limbs were nailed with steel nails as long as the baby's arm.
"Antique Jianghu, your father's name is 'Ghost Eye', and your mother's name is 'Buddha's Hand'. They were murdered to death half a year ago."
"They won't let you enter this cruel industry. But I can't stand the life you are living now."
"Three days later, someone will come to you, you go with that person, study hard, and don't miss Uncle."
Haven't had time to ask why.
Suddenly, Uncle Tang's eyes popped out, foam was foaming at the mouth, his throat let out a roar like a beast, and he died.
He committed suicide by taking poison.
The poison was paraquat.
When the police arrived, they found Uncle Tang's suicide note under his pillow.
The suicide note repeatedly emphasized one thing: "Don't send Su Chen to the orphanage, his sister will pick him up."
I don't have a sister.
But three days later, I saw a girl with a ponytail.
She looks better than any TV star I have ever seen, like a fairy coming out of a painting, but her expression is very cold, let me call her "Sister Jiuer".
The first thing Jiuer sister asked me was: "Do you want revenge?"
My teeth are about to be ground, and I nod.
Sister Jiu'er took out a fake Yuan Datou from my pocket and asked, "What is this?"
I replied: "Yuan Datou, Brother Cong used it to cheat me out of money. It was copied by a small workshop and cost [-] cents."
Sister Jiuer snorted coldly and said, "I said it's real, worth [-]." I said stubbornly, "It's fake! I've seen the real thing!"
Sister Jiu'er heard this and slapped me to the ground.
Blood came out from the corner of my mouth, and I glared at her fiercely.
Sister Jiu'er said: "Remember! Whether an antique is true or not, it all depends on the licentiousness of the mouth. Antiques are not playing with antiques, but playing with people! If I say it is true, it is true!"
The first lesson of enlightenment.
A fake Yuan's big head, a big ear scraper.
Sister Jiu'er took me all over the country, teaching me to read and write and various skills.
For the first time, I knew that antiques eat by their bodies.
Poisonous eyes to distinguish objects, ears to listen to sounds, sharp mouth to discuss classics, sharp tongue to recognize truth, nose to smell, and hands and feet to play around!
I used to wear blindfolds to see the New Year seal characters shaking rapidly as small as mosquitoes, listen to people whispering in the vegetable market more than ten meters away, take off my clothes at minus [-] degrees, read the classical method with ice in my mouth, and lick Hotan with my hot and swollen tongue Jade also reported the year, more than a dozen Chinese herbal medicine snuff bottles smelled the temperature when the pot came out of the oven...
Even, grasping fighting killing skills!
Sister Jiu'er told me: "Huaiji is equal to Huai Lei! The king is alive, and the dead is a bowl of rotten soil!"
In those years, I followed Sister Jiu'er and saw too much.
Because of the antiques, some people went from being poor to getting rich overnight, from being a rich man to begging in the streets, from being filial to their wives and filial sons to their families being ruined...
Is this the antique rivers and lakes?
I do not know.
Because Sister Jiu'er said that I am not familiar with skills, my temperament is ups and downs, and my murderous spirit is not enough. She always only let me watch, listen, speak, practice, and do, but never let me really participate.
On my 20th birthday, sister Jiuer took out two bottles of baijiu in a rare way, and she drank a bottle in silence first.
"How many years have you been with me?"
"Ten years."
"What's the matter?"
"A lot of things I still don't understand."
"Wrong! You are beyond me, I can't teach you anymore. If you step out of this door, you are the god of the antique world!"
"..."
"Your father's name is Ghost Eye, your mother's name is Buddha's Hand, and you will be called God Su from now on."
"Then what's your name?"
Hearing this, for the first time in ten years, Sister Jiu'er smiled at me.
Her cheeks were bursting with red, mixed with the charming smell of wine and body fragrance from her body, Jiu'er sister was indescribably beautiful.
Sister Jiu'er giggled and said, "My name is Sister Shenxian."
I picked up the bottle of white wine and drank it all in one gulp, my eyes were scarlet: "Sister, I will definitely become a god!"
Then, I slammed the bottle on the ground.
The glass is shattered!
Ten years, I bid farewell to it!
Beautiful sister Jiuer, I also say goodbye to her!
It was the first time in my life that I got drunk.
The wine paralyzes the nerves, loses fighting spirit, and loses the sense of touch. Sister Jiu'er never let me touch it before.
That day, Sister Jiu'er was surprisingly gentle.
In a daze, she helped me to bed, and took off my clothes, even underwear.
An innocent young man, under the stimulation of alcohol, smells the refreshing fragrance of women at the tip of his nose, and his eyes are full of a charming face like a fairy...
I am like a beast.
Abandoning all the fear, throbbing and gratitude towards Sister Jiu'er for the past ten years, she pressed Sister Jiu'er under her body like crazy.
Sister Jiuer is like the red clouds in the sky, melting me lightly and gently...
(End of this chapter)
My parents are antiques.
At the end of the 80s, my family lived in a villa, drove a luxury car, had bodyguards when I went out, and a nanny at home.
In [-], my parents dismissed the servants, sold the house and all the valuables at home, and planned to go to the Western Regions to buy "Buddha Dzi Beads", and entrusted me to Uncle Tang.
Before leaving, my parents told me that they would come back in half a year at the latest.
But I waited for a whole year, and there was no news from my parents.
Moreover, Uncle Tang suddenly became seriously ill and was bedridden.
Aunt Tang took all of Uncle Tang's belongings and ran away with a little yellow hair.
For the first time in my life, I felt infinite panic.
In order to support myself and Uncle Tang, who was seriously ill, I joined the "Pants Drag Party".
At the gate of the train station, I stared at the passengers coming out, dragged their pants, sold them fake Yuan Datou, and refused to let them leave without giving money.
There are about ten of us "Pants Drag Party", and we are controlled by a person named "Brother Cong".
The daily task of each person is 20 yuan, and we will be given one yuan and two to buy steamed buns.
Brother Cong will beat someone if he doesn't get the money.
Because I often failed to complete tasks, I was beaten the most and the hardest.
I remember one time when it was snowing and there were few tourists, I only got five yuan.
Brother Cong took me to the pressurized water well and gave me a good beating.
He stood aside and looked at me in great pain. He put his hands on his hips and laughed: "A stupid dog that can't eat fresh shit! Hahaha!"
I will never forget that feeling of humiliation.
At that time, I swore that in the future, I would make brother Cong's life worse than death.
That day, I almost crawled back to Uncle Tang's house.
I didn't get a penny, so I cooked lard soup and ate it.
In the boiling water, put a little bit of lard that was picked up from the vegetable market and boiled, a piece of chopped green onion, a bowl for Uncle Tang, and a bowl for yourself.
Uncle Tang drank soup on the bed, looked at the blood oozing from my forehead, and cried.
He showed me two pictures.
One is my dad's and the other is my mom's.
My dad hung a fuchsia upside down from a tree, his eyes were gouged out, and his pupils were bloody.
My mother lay on the ground like a frog, and her limbs were nailed with steel nails as long as the baby's arm.
"Antique Jianghu, your father's name is 'Ghost Eye', and your mother's name is 'Buddha's Hand'. They were murdered to death half a year ago."
"They won't let you enter this cruel industry. But I can't stand the life you are living now."
"Three days later, someone will come to you, you go with that person, study hard, and don't miss Uncle."
Haven't had time to ask why.
Suddenly, Uncle Tang's eyes popped out, foam was foaming at the mouth, his throat let out a roar like a beast, and he died.
He committed suicide by taking poison.
The poison was paraquat.
When the police arrived, they found Uncle Tang's suicide note under his pillow.
The suicide note repeatedly emphasized one thing: "Don't send Su Chen to the orphanage, his sister will pick him up."
I don't have a sister.
But three days later, I saw a girl with a ponytail.
She looks better than any TV star I have ever seen, like a fairy coming out of a painting, but her expression is very cold, let me call her "Sister Jiuer".
The first thing Jiuer sister asked me was: "Do you want revenge?"
My teeth are about to be ground, and I nod.
Sister Jiu'er took out a fake Yuan Datou from my pocket and asked, "What is this?"
I replied: "Yuan Datou, Brother Cong used it to cheat me out of money. It was copied by a small workshop and cost [-] cents."
Sister Jiuer snorted coldly and said, "I said it's real, worth [-]." I said stubbornly, "It's fake! I've seen the real thing!"
Sister Jiu'er heard this and slapped me to the ground.
Blood came out from the corner of my mouth, and I glared at her fiercely.
Sister Jiu'er said: "Remember! Whether an antique is true or not, it all depends on the licentiousness of the mouth. Antiques are not playing with antiques, but playing with people! If I say it is true, it is true!"
The first lesson of enlightenment.
A fake Yuan's big head, a big ear scraper.
Sister Jiu'er took me all over the country, teaching me to read and write and various skills.
For the first time, I knew that antiques eat by their bodies.
Poisonous eyes to distinguish objects, ears to listen to sounds, sharp mouth to discuss classics, sharp tongue to recognize truth, nose to smell, and hands and feet to play around!
I used to wear blindfolds to see the New Year seal characters shaking rapidly as small as mosquitoes, listen to people whispering in the vegetable market more than ten meters away, take off my clothes at minus [-] degrees, read the classical method with ice in my mouth, and lick Hotan with my hot and swollen tongue Jade also reported the year, more than a dozen Chinese herbal medicine snuff bottles smelled the temperature when the pot came out of the oven...
Even, grasping fighting killing skills!
Sister Jiu'er told me: "Huaiji is equal to Huai Lei! The king is alive, and the dead is a bowl of rotten soil!"
In those years, I followed Sister Jiu'er and saw too much.
Because of the antiques, some people went from being poor to getting rich overnight, from being a rich man to begging in the streets, from being filial to their wives and filial sons to their families being ruined...
Is this the antique rivers and lakes?
I do not know.
Because Sister Jiu'er said that I am not familiar with skills, my temperament is ups and downs, and my murderous spirit is not enough. She always only let me watch, listen, speak, practice, and do, but never let me really participate.
On my 20th birthday, sister Jiuer took out two bottles of baijiu in a rare way, and she drank a bottle in silence first.
"How many years have you been with me?"
"Ten years."
"What's the matter?"
"A lot of things I still don't understand."
"Wrong! You are beyond me, I can't teach you anymore. If you step out of this door, you are the god of the antique world!"
"..."
"Your father's name is Ghost Eye, your mother's name is Buddha's Hand, and you will be called God Su from now on."
"Then what's your name?"
Hearing this, for the first time in ten years, Sister Jiu'er smiled at me.
Her cheeks were bursting with red, mixed with the charming smell of wine and body fragrance from her body, Jiu'er sister was indescribably beautiful.
Sister Jiu'er giggled and said, "My name is Sister Shenxian."
I picked up the bottle of white wine and drank it all in one gulp, my eyes were scarlet: "Sister, I will definitely become a god!"
Then, I slammed the bottle on the ground.
The glass is shattered!
Ten years, I bid farewell to it!
Beautiful sister Jiuer, I also say goodbye to her!
It was the first time in my life that I got drunk.
The wine paralyzes the nerves, loses fighting spirit, and loses the sense of touch. Sister Jiu'er never let me touch it before.
That day, Sister Jiu'er was surprisingly gentle.
In a daze, she helped me to bed, and took off my clothes, even underwear.
An innocent young man, under the stimulation of alcohol, smells the refreshing fragrance of women at the tip of his nose, and his eyes are full of a charming face like a fairy...
I am like a beast.
Abandoning all the fear, throbbing and gratitude towards Sister Jiu'er for the past ten years, she pressed Sister Jiu'er under her body like crazy.
Sister Jiuer is like the red clouds in the sky, melting me lightly and gently...
(End of this chapter)
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