Thousand Miles of Bright Moonlight

I am walking, my head is groggy.

who am I? What is this doing?

I wake up a timely confused.

What do you want to call Liu Bo language?

I swayed the steps. It seems to be a laid, no one. I don't know why she holds the sword, a black blood.

I must now be very villain. A blood, the hair is distributed, and the sword is still in his hand. Aimlessly. This world seems to be big. But there is no place where I have it.

The portraits of the eyes have passed. I can't call the name, but I know them. I know them.

Legs are soft, kneel on the ground. The blood in the eyes dropped to the ground. I raised my hand and wiped her hand on the palm. It's really a ghost.

Who will harm this? who?

I am lying on the ground and watching Lang Lang sunny day. True blue. It seems that you can merge it in a general blue, pure, you can wash away my blood.

I can feel that the muscles of the limbs are convulsive. This is a phenomenon of powering. Realistic blood failure, then acupuncture, finally shrinking, shaping people.

I looked at my hand. It's really nice. Help well. However, I will learn soon, I will be like a dry tree, and finally my life is rotten.

A tired. I closed my eyes, I thought that I didn't sleep. However, no one caught the dead.

Suddenly, a thin number of crying. I frowned, the cry hour, and smoked, very weak. I sighed, opened my eyes, and found something in the grass pile in the original. I barely supported the body and climbed the past.

It is an infant. I have just been born, and the thin and small wrinkles. There is no general baby and love, but also cute. The little arm is small, and the little hand can only hold my finger. The little guy didn't know how long it was thrown here, and the black and white is full of tears, watching me quietly. The body is broken, like something to bite, it seems that there is something like a wolf dog in the nearby, just preparing a lot of fast, but I was scared away by me. The small belly is flat, hungry for a long time. Small things just look at me, I am weak.

I shook my head and turned it. I don't know how long it can live, I'm sorry.

Behind it is still a small crying. After walking two steps, it's the big eyes of the little thing in front of you.

I pinched my fist, turned, picked him.

Abandoned is your life, meet me is also your life, follow me, you will be able to recognize it ...

His pulse was put. Natural hearts. So being abandoned ... comic, two short-live guys.

Small East Wellel in my arms, gently twitch the little nose. It should be hungry. I look around, there is no smoke. I thought about it, the sword scored the wrist, and the little thing was slightly buckled on the wound. Small things can suck it with this. Take it, eat it, let's sleep. The little thing is small, and the group is slightly trembled in my arms. I kiss his forehead, why and I am similar. But maybe I am lucky than you, your mother doesn't want you, my mother just can't recognize me.

After a while, the little thing is probably full. He looks at me, the small face is all blood stains. I wiped him, smiled, "The little guy is full? Since you are no one want, then you will be your life ... At least you will take care of you before I die ..."

The little face of the little thing watched me.

Surge, I raised him: "I will give you a good? Do you give me a son?"

Small things facing me, smiles, big eyes, like two bending small moon. The little hand holds my sleeve.

"That is said. Give you a name, call the wind, free, no buckle. You are my life, you come to realize ..."

Suddenly I don't want to die. I held a little thing, and I walked all the way. I don't know how to got a few days. Without food, I hunt some wild, and the ancient wild people like drinking rush. Small things drink blood, sometimes drinking wild, sometimes drinking me. My wound on my wrist began to fester it, and I had to pack it, and I cut another one.

Later, I saw the village. I have been high fever because of several wound supplements, I'm far from a movie, suddenly a black, fainted.

Wake up is on the soil of a farmer. Very poor, but it seems very warm. Farmer farmers, there are several people who are living. The high-stronger farmer saw that I woke up, and I smiled. "You woke up!" I found it four times, the farmer suddenly realized: "Are you looking for your baby? Just was brought by my wife. "I gratefully looked at him, and he became more embarrassed:" I see you in the village ... so I will find someone to take you back. Hosting that you wake up, you have to call him, I will go. "I nodded weakly. In a short while, I came to an old monk. He took my pulse and nodded. The farmer stands on the side of the difficult look, I smiled and said, "Our father and son ... is robbery ... My son's face is mine, I can't just feed my blood ..."

The farmer looked at me, and I was touched: "It turns out that we thought that he thought ..." The peasant shouted in the yard. The farmer ran out. Old monk looks at me, it is moving.

"Do you know?"

"How can your body look like this?" Hosting annex: "Even if the donor is young, the average person is afraid that it is not too early."

"Thank you, host ..."

The peasant woman came in. The little thing is much better, and I don't know what to do. The peasant woman put him around me and went out. I looked at the little thing to move my little leg, the little fist was more in the air, and the delicate voice made me feel a lot. I sat up and put the little things in his arms. The little thing is clearly like me, soft little palm is gently pat my face, and the two calves hanging in the air are exciting.

"The donor is a good person." Half the chamber did not speak.

I took the little thing into the arms and swayed: "I heard the family again. I thought I would say that I didn't understand it. Anyway, I am a enchanting."

Hosting smiling and shaking his head.

"You naturally don't believe me to tell, I am now awake, I haven't forgotten, I tell you, my name is Yi Lei Huan. This is my son, Yu Shizheng."

Hosting a slight move, but there is no big expression. In this world, there is a person who enters the border in this world, which is more intangible than the big sounds, and the large phase is invisible. This is hosted, it is.

I am going to bed, kneeling in front of the host. The host is a surprise, I pulled his sleeve: "I am too old, I'm too heavy, now I am a retribution. Just I am now awake, less time, I am afraid When you come crazy, you will be invincible. Labor is compassionate, send me to me to go. Waiting for me to die, this child wants to host me, I said that I am my son. Just see this Block sea blue jade, he will understand. If you hoster you can't find me, then the trouble hosted me to find a good man to send this child, this jade world is unparalleled, and gives the family, just ask them to take my child. Big……"

Small things are lying on the squat, curiously look at me. I pinch the sea blue jade, smile. The original pure and green jasper is now infected with the blood of the silk. In addition to infiltrating the jade, it is indelible. I took the jade to his, and the little thing was smiled. This jade has too many , small things, can you afford?

I am going to die. But I can't commit suicide. Suicide wants to break into the animal, I can't. Maybe in hell is sinking, I will always have the opportunity to clean and cleanly find the mother, Shantou, and Skum. Maybe no longer know each other, you can always live in a world, no longer leave.

"In the past, Luo Han's scorpion tiger is also merit. I am now mad, and I am not happy. I am not filial in my parents, I don't believe in lover. Hosting I am so embarrassing, it is also as soon as possible, I don't want me to open prison, not Is it a merit? "

Looking at me hosted.

Applying is like the nine-day bodhisattva.

I smiled and said, "Don't look at me so much. I don't need it."