Qingshan Ju Nanke

Chapter 56

It wasn't until he woke up in the water just now that he realized why he had demon poison on his body.

It turned out that his mother was originally a monster, and that withered vine was his mother.

His father was a young general who became famous when he was young. He was seriously injured and met his mother that year, and it was his mother who saved his father.

After that, they fell in love with each other, and the father married the mother, because the mother didn't like being restrained, so the father resigned from the official position.

I choose to stay with my mother, but how can a demon and a human be together, even if they are married, so what.

His mother was pregnant with him, but he had human blood, which merged with the blood of the demon, so he was infected with demon poison.

His mother naturally noticed it, but she didn't want to give up this child. She knew that her husband really wanted a child that could belong to them.

In order to keep the child and let the child be born smoothly, she slowly transfers her demon pill to the fetus in her womb, and slowly draws out part of the demon poison.

It was that part of the demon poison that killed her who had lost the demon core.

The father was very sad, and even wanted to follow the mother for a while, but he looked at the baby who was still in his infancy.

After all, he chose to bring him up, not for anything else, but because he was the child his wife risked his life to give birth to.

But since then, his father has always been depressed. Chang Zhe rarely saw him smile. The only time he saw him was when his father was drunk and dreamed of his mother's silly smile.

Afterwards, although the demon pill suppressed the demon poison for a period of time, as the age increased.

The magic power that his mother left in his body gradually disappeared, and the demon core in his body lost its guidance, and gradually fell silent. When the demon poison reappeared, a series of events followed.

The reason why he knew these things was also because Xuelian and Tian Zhen's demon pills awakened the original demon pills in his body, so he saw what his mother had experienced.

Chang Zhe complained about his father when he was young, and he was angry that his father didn't care about him, but now he finally knows what it's like to lose his true love.

It took so much courage for my father to survive for himself.

Today's Chang Zhe is neither human nor demon, he can be said to be a different kind, and he suddenly doesn't want to die.

Didn't the Taoist say that he deserved to die if he was a demon?Now, with him, as long as it is a monster catcher and a Taoist priest, they should all be damned!
And that grown-up, damn it too!
His wife begged him so humbly, but he refused to help, so he deserved to die!
Chang Zhe looked at the fragments in his hand tenderly, but his whole body was gloomy. He stood up slowly, picked up the fragments on the ground one by one, and put them away carefully.

When he walked in front of the corpse, he raised his hand slightly, and the corpse burned automatically, and soon became ashes.

Chang Zhe picked up a shell fragment in his hand, gently put it in his mouth, and swallowed it.

He glanced at the ashes in disgust, waved his hand, and a gust of wind blew by, and the ashes on the ground were cleaned up.

He walked out of the courtyard, and kept stuffing fragments into his mouth during the period, look, I will store you in my body, so that we can be together forever.

A trace of blood leaked from the corner of Chang Zhe's mouth, and his voice was broken and hoarse after being scratched by a sharp weapon: "Qingheng? Enjoy your few good days!"

After Chang Zhe's figure disappeared, their former home also began to slowly disappear.

After that day, Taoist priests died frequently in Yanhua City, and their deaths were miserable.

This incident was so big that even Qing Heng, who was deaf to hearing things outside the window, heard about it, but Qing Heng didn't have any emotion.

Now he is listening to books in a teahouse, and even the storyteller in the restaurant is also talking about it due to the wide range of influence.

It's a new type, Qingwu probably has never heard of it.

Qingheng picked up the teacup, lowered his head to drink tea, a pair of boots came into view, he looked up at the man in front of him

"What? Are you okay?"

"You are Qingheng." There was determination in the words.

Qingheng frowned, the tone and eyes of the person in front of him made him very uncomfortable: "Yes."

Chang Zhe smiled and cupped his hands: "It's a pleasure to meet you. I have heard that Mr. Qing Heng from Jiangfu is very knowledgeable. When I saw him today, I really have an extraordinary bearing."

Qingheng put down his teacup, and said in a flat tone: "You're done? Then get out of the way, you're blocking me."

There was no trace of unnaturalness on Chang Zhe's face, he took a step to the side: "I'm really sorry, I'll take your tea money."

Qing Heng turned his gaze to the stage, and completely ignored Chang Zhe.

Chang Zhe stopped looking for boredom, turned around and sat down next to Qingheng, and muttered: "This play is really interesting."

After listening this time, Qingheng got up, put down the money he had to pay, and walked outside the teahouse.

Chang Zhe was still sitting where he was, but he kept looking at Qingheng's back: "Don't worry, we will meet again soon."

On the second day, Qingheng saw Chang Zhe again, and Chang Zhe is now also a guest of Jiangfu.

He found Qingheng: "Please take care of me in the future, I have spent a lot of effort in order to enter Jiangfu."

Chang Zhe's words were very straightforward, Qing Heng began to look at Chang Zhe: "Tian Zhen is dead, isn't it?"

The smile that Chang Zhe had been hanging on his face finally disappeared, and his eyes were full of resentment: "You know?! So you knew all along, but why didn't you help her!"

Only then did Chang Zhe look like a real person, with the emotions a person should have.

"I don't know. I didn't know she was dead until I saw you. You survived and are in good health. It was she who gave you the demon pill, which saved your life."

"Yes, I am still alive thanks to you, the snow lotus you gave played a big role." Chang Zhe gritted his teeth when he said this.

Qing Heng looked directly into his eyes, and asked with some doubts: "You hate me? Why?"

Qingheng's words were very straightforward, without any obscurity, and Chang Zhe also answered very frankly, without concealing: "Yes! I hate you, I hate your indifferent appearance."

Seeing that Chang Zhe didn't plan to explain the reason, he didn't ask any more questions, and he didn't even give him another look.

No one would care about the clamor of an ant. Obviously, in Qingheng's eyes, Chang Zhe was no different from an ant.

Chang Zhe laughed behind Qingheng, his eyes were full of madness: "Good! Very good! The more you are superior now, the happier I will be when you humbly beg for my life!"

Chang Zhe seemed to have finally found a vent, he regarded Qingheng as the nourishment for his survival, and kept approaching him in order to give him the final fatal blow.

Qingheng could feel that Chang Zhe was not simple, besides his inexplicable hatred, his aura was also very strange.

What it is, Qingheng can't say, he has a premonition that Chang Zhe will bring him trouble.

Because Chang Zhe is half human and half demon, he can still use mana now, if he wants to hide his aura of being a demon.

It is extremely difficult to be noticed by others, which is the only benefit of the descendants of demons and humans.

After all, it is extremely difficult for such offspring to survive, so Qingheng has never encountered such a situation before.

(End of this chapter)