Death Sutra

Shangguanhong slightly pushed open the window, and the cold wind poured in. He didn't care at all. Through the narrow window slits, he peeked at the room with the diagonally opposite light, and the right hand pressed on the hilt of the waist, imagining the soft sword. Sting out the sight.

This is the night before the visit to Jinpengbao. Longwang led four guards and a large number of guards to Nancheng. Shangguanhong is one of them.

After drifting outside for many days, I finally returned to the stone fort, but my identity has become an enemy. Shangguanhong is extremely afraid of this. The occasional eyes of the four kings of Sangha Lanli are still deeply imprinted in my heart. My father’s eyes are like experienced. The executioner, who has not yet started, can only scare the prisoner to death if he only shows the torture device.

Shangguanhong felt that he was a prisoner who escaped from the stone fort. Even if he followed the winner to return to the old place, he could not control the trembling of his heart.

Only a short soft sword wrapped around his waist gave him a comfort and confidence.

He stared at the Dragon King's room and imagined the man who stayed up all night in the house as a close-knit opponent. The Dragon King is also a man he is afraid of, to a lesser extent, and is suitable for honing his will and guts.

Throughout the courtyard, the Dragon King will not find his voyeurism. In this way of self-deception and no danger, Shangguanhong gradually feels the pressure of life and death hanging over his head, and also finds some kind of self-confidence. The Xiaoyue sword method, he has a deeper understanding: survival is the greatest source of strength, the so-called killing, is not to be not killed?

Shangguanhong is eager to survive, even if his body is broken and scarred, he still cherishes the rest.

The pressure brought by the Dragon King is just right. It is not as sharp and direct as the One-Step King. Shangguanhong can accept it slowly. The right hand is tighter and tighter on the hilt. The impulse to pull the sword is like the affair of Mrs. Meng, knowing that it is humiliating. And danger. He still involuntarily pounced on.

He could no longer enjoy the thrill of men and women and had to find alternatives on the sharp blade.

He wants to pull the sword and desperately wants to pull the sword. It seems that a little later, there will be an invisible weapon piercing his body. To protect his own safety, he must preempt.

Another pair of eyes suddenly appeared outside the window, staring coldly at Shangguanhong.

Even if the ghost drifted outside, Shangguanhong’s panic will not be even worse. For a moment, the whole body's blood turned into ice, and there seemed to be something bursting in the brain. There was nothing in the air, but the infuriating water was like a waterfall. Quickly running in the meridians.

Shangguanhong finally pulled out his sword.

The eyes had already felt the danger, and when Shang Guanhong was shocked, he hid aside. "Hey, is your martial arts really long?"

Shangguanhong changed his mind at the last moment. The sword did not make all the effort. As a result, the chest seemed to be a heavy hammer, and a suffocating rushed straight up from the abdomen. A sweet throat, almost spit bleeding.

Shangguan Hong was shocked. When the Dutch woman taught Xiaoyue Jianfa, she said that the strength was better and better. I have not said that leaving enough strength will have fatal consequences. He used no strength before, but how can he hurt himself this time?

Shangguan Hong is puzzling, but it is also faint. If the sword was punctured with all its strength, the power would have far exceeded the level of the past.

"It's you." Shang Guanhong spit out two words from his teeth. I regret that I have just been merciless.

"Of course it is me." Shangguan Fei's eyes appeared again from the window. He was also one of the four guards chosen by the Dragon King. "Don't sleep in the middle of the night, why are you staring at the Dragon King's room? Still murderous."

Shangguanhong closed the window and refused to answer. As long as the Dragon King did not ask, he could not explain to anyone.

Shangguan Fei pushed in and left the retreat. "I know what you are thinking. You are afraid to go back to Shibao. I hope that the Dragon King will recover, but he will not dare to scream, right?"

Shangguanhong stared at the enemy he hated the most. "I don't think you need to control it. Jinpengbao is nothing terrible. It is just an ant in front of the Dragon King."

Shangguanfei was actually more afraid than Shangguanhong. In private, he pleaded with the Dragon King. He was categorically rejected. He asked his mother for help. Mrs. Meng even supported the Dragon King and asked her son to take out the momentum of the future single-step king into the Stone Fort.

Doesn't the mother understand that if he can face his father calmly, the root does not need the protection of the Dragon King? Shangguan Fei really hopes that he can be seriously ill, so he can avoid this catastrophe. He tried it, deliberately running infuriatingly, trying to get rid of the symptoms of ignorance. As a result, the body was just showing off, and he gave up. Instead of enduring this kind of hellish pain, it is better to go to see my father with a hard scalp.

He decided to use another way to alleviate his fears, so he came to see his half-brother.

"Hey." Shangguan Fei sighed and turned and closed the door, sitting on a chair. "In fact, I am afraid of death. It has nothing to do with Shibao. It is a good place, but... I think of the king when I think of the king. Soft."

There was no light in the house, and the two of them just sat in one stop. Shangguanhong remained vigilant and did not understand what Shangguanfei complained to himself. "Everyone is afraid of him." He reluctantly returned, if Shangguanfei I am afraid of others, he must speak irony, except for the one-step king.

They are the sons of the one-step king, and they are unloved sons. The brothers are almost dead. The fear of the father is only that they can understand each other.

"I was afraid of him since I was a child." Shangguan Fei continued, "Every time I dreamed that he was related to killing, limbs fluttering, plasma splashing, not afraid of your jokes. When I was ten years old, I still wet the bed, which was scared by nightmares. ”

Shangguanfei took the initiative to talk about the scandals of childhood. Shangguanhong was amazed and vigilant. He also eliminated a lot. After for a while, he said: "All the same, I used to tell my mother that I can move out of Shibao, even if I sell vegetables along the street. It is also safer than living in a stone castle. At that time, I still didn't know that the king was... father."

"Well, everyone is afraid of the king, but no one knows, we are most afraid of these children."

Shangguanfei actually used the word "we" to admit that they are brothers. Shangguanhong was even more surprised. The hatred was a little bit more, and even a sympathy was generated. "Brothers are killing each other. In fact, there is not much hatred. It is afraid that the king said them. Weak and incompetent."

Shangguanfei nodded and agreed. "There are some exceptions. Our sister is not afraid of the king. When I was young, I dared to spoil in front of him. When I grew up, I did whatever I wanted. I lost my tears and got forgiven - the little monk."

Shangguan Fei cursed his twin sister, Shangguan Hong had a good impression on him. "Because she is as cruel as the king, remember? When she was still in school, she dared to kill, and it was commonplace to beat people. You and me. She has eaten her bitterness. She is pretending to be compassionate, isn’t she still trying to get the support of Sijialan? I suspect this is a conspiracy she discussed with the king."

"Yes." Shangguanfei shot his thigh. "I think so too. Unfortunately, the Dragon King was fascinated by the little monks, and he could not see the truth."

The two brothers are more and more close to each other, Shangguanhong still hates, but there is no impulse to kill each other immediately.

"The king has hated his sons." Shangguan Fei said with a cry. "Especially, I think I have humiliated him and Shibao. In fact, he is not a **** person. It is only a little different. I am not a son. If necessary, I have no one." problem."

"Hey. The Lord hates you more than hate me? I am with Mrs. Meng..." Shangguan Hong promptly shut up, and when he said that he was rising, he almost forgot that Mrs. Meng was the biological mother of Shangguanfei.

Shangguan Fei rarely angered in this sensitive matter. "Living in the Stone Fort. With such a father, everything can be forgiven."

Shangguanhong didn't say anything. He just had a good impression on Shangguanfei and didn't want to use Mrs. Meng to destroy this rare family.

"To tell the truth. I was very surprised. The Lord did not kill my mother. It is reasonable to say that this is not his character."

"I think I know a little reason." Shangguanhong had little contact with his father, and Mrs. Meng had never trusted each other, but in bed, the two still had no intention of revealing secrets that others could not know. "The king still loves." Your mother, your mother also loves the king. They prove this by torture. Others are hard to understand. Your mother wants to have a son for the king again, because the king believes in the prophecy of 'the ten sons become kings'. And I don’t count it. If Shangguan is so favored, he can’t be a son.”

Shangguanhong’s tone is full of bitterness. He is the son of the One Step King, but he is not recognized by his father.

Shangguan Fei’s heart is also bitter. He thought that he was the only pillar of his mother. I didn’t expect her to have a younger brother. “As you said, the Lord will definitely hate you more.”

"But it is, in fact... you are too tired of me."

The two refused to say aloud words.

"Did you see the king in the four sangha blues that day?"

"seen."

"how about it?"

"He hates me, I can feel it, he wants to break my body."

"Have you heard that? The Lord killed your mother a few days ago."

"What?" Shangguan Hong has little contact with Shibao. His mother is not an important person, so she does not know her death.

"I didn't want to tell you, but you will know sooner or later, it is better to be prepared."

Shangguanhong is silent, he does not have much affection for his mother, but he feels the hatred of his father from her death.

"It is said that the king tortured your mother for three days and three nights before killing her. Afterwards, he said that you will only suffer more in the future."

Shangguanfei’s tone was soft, as if he was afraid of scaring his brother, but Shangguanhong was even more afraid. He stepped back two steps, sitting on the bed and holding his head in his hands. “I don’t want to go back to Shibao. I want to tell the dragon king, let me go back to Shiguo. It is best to go to the country of Xiangji. Shangguanfei, you are more familiar with the Dragon King, can you..."

Shangguanhong looked up and was surprised to find that Shangguanfei had stood up and the interior was dim, but through the moonlight coming in through the window, he could still see the smug smile on his face.

"Shangguanhong, I am here to tell you one thing, the Lord does hate you, even more than the hatred of the Dragon King, he will torture you to life is not as good as death, all the torture tools in Shibao are waiting for you. Dragon King tomorrow To be the main person of the king, maybe you will exchange it with you."

Shangguanfei laughed and left, and he finally transferred some of his fears to Shangguanhong.

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