The old man was standing directly in front of Song Ci, separated by a dozen steps.
Her face was full of old wrinkles, she slowly raised her murky eyes, and looked at Song Ci up and down, "You have changed a lot."
Song Ci finally saw one or two points of familiarity in this face, and he frowned and distinguished, "You are ..."
A name came out, but Song Ci was still hard to believe.
"Grandma Zhoulan, what are you talking to him about?" Suddenly a young man ran from the side, wearing a red jacket, black trousers, forearms and ankles, all wrapped with white silk, bare. Feet, the action is very cheerful.
The young boy was delicate and gave Song Ci a curious look. He hugged the old man's arm intimately and whispered, "That particularly fierce sister is also here."
Song Ci slowly lowered Duo's hand and dropped it on his leg, his expression was a little complicated, "Situ Zhoulan? Is it really you?"
She smiled and shook her head. "Liang Shuhong, even if the relationship between you and me is not close, anyway, I grew up in Jinling together. Why did you recognize me now?"
Song Ci is a bit innocent, "That's because your changes have been too great."
"You haven't changed a little, I didn't recognize it at a glance." Situ Zhoulan knocked on his cane, and looked dissatisfied.
"No," Song replied, "you have to change more."
Situ Zhoulan was one or two years younger than his cousin Liang Yanbei. He grew up in Jinling together as a young boy. Song Ci didn't interact with them much, so he didn't know much about Situ Zhoulan.
In the impression, Situ Zhoulan is a gentle and watery girl. When she was young, she looked like an old god. She was not as lively and active as a girl of the same age, and she would be smart every time she was with Liang Yanbei. some.
After growing up, Situ Zhoulan is a regular boudoir woman who rarely shows up in the street, and her first-hand medical skills are very good.
But Situ Zhoulan should now be in her old age, and it should never be so old-fashioned in front of her. Before leaving the capital, I heard that she had touched the enchanting without permission and was expelled from Situ's gate. I want to live in the past four years without stability.
Song Ci was a little indifferent, "What did you do to the people in Beijing?"
"Don't worry, I'm just entrusted to let them all sleep." Situ Zhoulan touched the head of the young boy around him, "Of course, the main thing is to seduce you."
As soon as the voice fell, a white light flashed in the air. Song Ci subconsciously looked up, and saw Tu Shanli transforming into white light. His blue eyes were similar to Rong Bai's, and he looked at Song Ci sublimely.
Song Cishen took a sigh of relief, disgusted, "I didn't expect it to be you."
Tu Shanli also hated him, and all his emotions were clearly written on his face, "Do you remember me? Song Ci, a long time ago, I didn't expect you to be alive."
"You want me to die?" Song smiled at her proudly. "Unfortunately, I didn't let you do that. I want to greet your father. Is his old man still built? If he is alive, let him clean his neck. ... "
Before the words were finished, Tu Shanli drew his whip angrily and drew it to him fiercely. Song Ci had already been prepared for it. He could easily block it with Dou without avoiding flashes. The tip of the knife turned directly and Tu Shanli's The whip was cut off.
Song Ci went on to finish the rest, "Let him clean his neck and wait, I will find him sooner or later to take his fate."
"Stupid person dreams, do you have that ability?" Tu Shanli sneered, not scared by Song Ci, "If you didn't get the blood of my brother, you are still a wasteful person who is greedy for fear of death."
Song Ci nodded, "You are right, so I am grateful for Rong Bai."
"Thank you?" Situ Zhoulan grinned, and his cloudy eyes were cold. "Liang Shuhong, you are too comfortable to be a demon, forget your original identity? You are named Liang, not Song."
Song Ci was stunned by the words, and his heart jumped.
This seems to be the case. I don't know when, he has forgotten his original intention. If he is stubborn and continues to be a demon, what should his father and mother do?
The young boy beside Situ Zhoulan kept staring at him. The original black eyes showed a faint pattern, which was fleeting, and then quietly pulled Situ Zhoulan's arm.
Situ Zhoulan smiled and said, "But you don't have to worry about these problems, I have already solved them for you."
Song Ci heard about it, and a bad premonition appeared in her heart. When she looked up at her, she saw that the scene in front of her had completely changed, from a wide street to a withered grassland. There were two trees with fallen leaves behind Situ Zhoulan. tree.
Two people were almost embedded in the tree, wrapped in branches and fixed, revealing a face.
Song Ci only took a look, and the huge horror and anger instantly collapsed and buried him all.
Those two were Song Ci's father and mother, with their heads showing blue-purple, half-stretched weakly, eyes closed, without a trace of anger at all, like dead for a long time.
Song Ci shook Du'er's hand tightly. The whole person was as fast as a lightning bolt that cut down. A blue flame was ignited on the blade. The splitter slashed at Situ Zhoulan, and the young boy around her giggled. Chopped Situ Zhoulan's body into a bit of light and shadow.
"Don't you hate your father and mother? I'm helping you." Situ Zhoulan's voice continued, with a leisurely ease, "I tied them to the tree and absorbed them little by little The spirit on their bodies makes them die in great pain. The process from screaming to groaning with energy and weakness, you should really see it with your own eyes, you will love it. "
Song Ci's mood was about to collapse, and his eyes were red, and he yelled, "Give me out!"
"Liang Shuhong." Her voice echoed over and over again. "Are you comfortable to live a long time and forget what kind of person you are? It seems I need to review it for you."
Song Ci only wished to slap her out of thousands of swords. He still did not believe that Situ Zhoulan had really killed his father and mother, but could not think of the reasons in front of which were false.
This bad news came so suddenly that Song Ci couldn't accept it at all, his anger blinded his eyes, and his heart was full of killing.
However, when Situ Zhoulan finished his speech, his knees suddenly softened, and the whole person fell to the ground as if he had been struggling, his eyes were black and he lost consciousness.
The young man clapped his hands happily. "Grandma Zhou Lan, he's dreamed."
Situ Zhoulan lovingly touched the young man's head, "Well done Xiaochao."
She turned to look at Tu Shanli, "How much do you want?"
"Until he's completely melted," Tu Shan said.
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Tu Shanci glanced at her, "I remind you a lot, Yanbei's status is extraordinary, and you provoke him to watch out for no dead body."
Situ Zhoulan sneered, "It doesn't matter, I don't mean anything like I'm alive, but before I die, I can't make him feel better!"
Xiao Chao couldn't understand what the two said, and patted his belly. "Grandma Zhou Lan, Xiao Chao is hungry."
Situ Zhoulan lowered his head and smiled, "That grandma will take you to eat delicious food."
Xiao Chao laughed with innocence. "Xiao Chao wants to eat beautiful sister today."
Situ Zhoulan nodded, and the old hand squeezed the young palm, slowly walking away with a cane.
Song Ci did not sleep well. He felt that he had a very chaotic dream. In the dream, he had experienced many ridiculous and strange things, and he was disturbed by a mess.
"Ci Er is still asleep?" Suddenly a voice passed into the dream, and Song Ci woke up from the dream all of a sudden. He sat up on the couch and was very tired.
Immediately after knocking on the door, You Wen outside the door asked, "Master, can you wake up?"
Song Ci murmured, "What's the matter?"
This time it was Song Ci ’s father Liang Bing who said, "Why are you still asleep at this hour? Hurry up and get together to pick up your uncle Liang and your brother."
Song Ci hesitated for a moment, suddenly remembering that today was the first time Liang Yanbei and his father Liang Jun came to Beijing.
Liang Yanbei has been in Jinling since he was a child. This time he came to Beijing because Liang Jun took over the office of Father Liang and took office in Central Korea. He also brought Liang Yanbei to the capital.
Song Ci thought of this cousin and was a little annoyed, but he was always gentle and obedient. He said nothing, got out of bed and got dressed, and looked at the sky outside. By the way, it was already full of sunset. It's night.
Early in the winter, the cold wind is flourishing outside. Song Ci honestly put on layer after layer of cotton clothes and asked people to freshen up for him. Before going out, he wore a white cloak embroidered with bamboo branches and thick fox fur. Wrapped around the neck, blocking the wind around.
New Year's Eve is approaching, and the streets of Beijing are full of flavor and excitement. Song Ci opened the corner of the carriage and watched the streets full of red lanterns. I thought of picking a day to bring His Highness Nine out to play. He lived in the deep palace for a long time and should like this lively scene very much.
The carriage came out of the capital and traveled a few miles to the west. Sure enough, he saw the carriage of Liang family coming slowly. Liang Yanbei struck a red big salamander, which was very conspicuous in the night. He was not afraid of the cold in the cold winter. Sitting on horseback.
Liang Yanbei was handsome, and he smiled especially well. He saw Song Ci's carriage far away, urging the horse to take a few steps, came to the side of the carriage, and knocked on the window.
Song Ci rushed up the window, and when he saw him, he wanted to close it again, but was blocked by Liang Yanbei's hand. He smiled and said, "Cousin, some days have disappeared. Have you missed me?"
This is how the two get along in private, and Song Ci's boredom is obvious, although he is a gentle and polite boy in other populations.
Song Ci was too lazy to greet him, "What about Uncle Liang?"
"In front." Liang Yanbei pointed with his chin.
Song Ci did not speak any more. Liang Yanbei completely opened and fixed the window, and poured cold water into the carriage. Song Ci couldn't help but look at him, "What do you open my window for?"
"I haven't seen you for a long time. Want to take a good look at you?" Liang Yanbei was very calm.
Song Ci wanted to say more, but the carriage stopped at this moment. He put his hands on the side and got up and got off the carriage.
Opposite the carriage was the carriage in which Liang Jun was riding. Song Ci took Youwen to walk over, and bowed down in a formal manner. "Second uncle, your nephew is here to pick you up."
Liang Jun was easy-going. He drove the curtain and looked up at him, smiling kindly. "Quiet, I haven't seen you for a long time, and have grown taller again."
Every time I meet with this second uncle, he starts with this sentence. Song Ci has become accustomed to it with a smile.
"Is your father in the house?" Liang Jun asked again.
"The New Year's Day is approaching, the North Koreans are resting, and my father has been fine recently." Song Ci replied.
"Then go and see Brother first," Liang Jun said. "It's cold outside, so hurry back to the car."
Song Ci nodded, and just turned around, but found that Liang Yan got off the horse and was heading into his carriage. He wanted to drag him down unconsciously, but because of Liang Jun's presence, he had to return to the carriage.
"Don't you own a car?" Song Ci asked as soon as he got in the car. "Will you be riding all the way?"
Liang Yanbei comfortably occupied Song Ci's position, held his hands warm in his arms, and patted him, "Brother, sit and do something."
Song Ci sat down with anxiety, grabbing his hands and grabbing warm hands, accidentally hit Liang Yanbei's frozen hands, could not help shrinking, fiercely, "Go back to your own car."
Liang Yanbei was lying with his hands and feet wide open, like a little overlord, "I like it here."
Song Ci really ca n’t take him, he ca n’t beat him, and he ca n’t scold him. He was heard by Liang Jun, but he did n’t think it was good-looking. After a while, he felt that he could n’t let it go, and warmed his hand As a weapon smashed to the north of Liang Yan.
I just feel a little bit more comfortable.
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