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Relics of Time and Space Chapter 13 Am I a beast?

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    "Where is this?" The young man's voice was hoarse. His voice was so harsh and unclear. Every time he spoke a word, his throat felt as painful as being cut with a knife. He struggled to start while speaking.  The old man who came in waved his hands and said, "You are injured, so there is no need to be polite." He pulled the chair to the edge of the bed and looked at it carefully.  The young man couldn't even hear what he said clearly, but the old man in front of him could hear it clearly. If it were placed on an ordinary old man, his face would have been wrinkled and his teeth would have been lost. He could only put his mouth to him  I yelled in front of my ears, and I could barely hear it, but the person in front of me had a red face, an air of immortality, and a demeanor that was even better than that of a young man.  Could it be that this is paradise, and this person in front of me is a fairy? Or maybe I came to Tao Yuanming's Peach Blossom Spring, and I remember that he once described, "The houses are beautiful, with fertile fields, beautiful ponds, mulberry trees and bamboos. There is traffic on the streets, and chickens and dogs hear each other. There are many species of animals coming and going among them."  The clothes of the men and women are just like those of outsiders. Their yellow hair is hanging down, and they are enjoying themselves. "Looking at the furnishings in the house, smelling the crowing of cocks and the barking of dogs in my dream, and now there are immortals with white hair and childlike faces, could it be that God looks at me for pity, really.  As time goes by, if this is really the case, then I will accept the cold and cold looks I received in the brothel fireworks and willow alley.  The young man looked at the old man, fearing that he would offend the beauty, and quickly moved to another place, and looked at the furnishings in the house again, only to hear the old man continue to say: "This place has already left Yangzhou City, it should be in the northeast of Yangzhou City. I saw your injury that day  It's quite serious. I made the decision without your permission and temporarily placed you here." The young man said "Oh" and then said: "Thank you very much. I will never forget your life-saving grace. After talking for so long, I still don't know who you are.  , let me repay you in the future." The man said something funny, as if he heard something funny, he stroked his beard that was floating on his chest with his right hand, and kept nodding. He was so calm, well-spoken, and quick-witted at such a young age.  He was extremely fast and was a rare talent. He said: "It's easy to do so, so why bother? Little brother, what's your name?" The young man shook his head and smiled bitterly. After a long while, he replied respectfully: "My name is Shen Congliang. My name is Shou.  I'll make you laugh." The man said: "The name is just a code name, don't be embarrassed." Shen Congliang's eyes were slightly red and a little moist. Every time he said his name to others, they looked like they had it.  When they heard something funny, everyone burst out laughing. Some even leaned forward and backward, squatting on the ground holding their stomachs and laughing non-stop. They thought to themselves that I didn¡¯t come up with the name. Do you deserve to make such a fuss?  , I don¡¯t know how many fights I have had because of my name, but no one has ever comforted me like this.  Now when I hear the old man in front of me say it, I feel so warm and friendly, and a long-lost familiarity arises spontaneously. I wish I could cry in his arms to wash away the shame that people have had on me over the years.  Although I have been warning myself in my heart: "Let others tell you to follow your own path, but I still hold on to it for so many years and cannot help but care about other people's opinions. After all, the reason is that I am still a human being, not a transcendent saint or a saint."  The crazy devil is just an ordinary person who cannot be ordinary. I remember asking my mother when I was a child: "Why did you give yourself this name?"  "Every time my mother heard this, she would smile and look kind and peaceful. As if she had been stimulated by something, she immediately became filled with unexplained anger. She was so scared that she never dared to ask again. Later, as she grew up,  Although I was puzzled, I didn¡¯t object much. I thought that in the future, my name would not only shine in the annals of history, but also become a representative of fairness, integrity, and love for the people. When Shen Congliang thought of this, he blurted out: "Where is my mother.  " The old man's smile suddenly froze, as if there was something unspeakable, his brows furrowed slightly, and his right hand that had been stroking his beard suddenly stopped in mid-air. It was obvious that a piece of silver hair fell from the old man's hand like a feather, and then  He continued to repeat the original action, Shen Congliang thought, even if you scold me and beat me, I still want to ask, that is my mother, the only relative in the world.  Said: ¡°Where is my mother?  " The old man slowly let go of his right hand, with a firm look on his face, as if he had made some important decision, and said: "You mean the woman entangled in the white energy.  "    "yes.  " Shen Congliang nodded hurriedly, his anxious expression obvious. The man said: "That woman is not your mother, she is a fox demon.  " When Shen Congliang heard this, his eyes widened, his eyebrows stood up, and he shouted hysterically: "You are talking nonsense, I don't believe it.  "When he heard the news, he had long forgotten that he was his savior and the person he admired. He lay there and shook his head, wishing he could just do it. The old man looked at him in a state of confusion, as if he was crazy.  He stretched out his two fingers from the wide sleeves of his robe and tapped the empty space a few times.?Congliang remained motionless, leaving only his eyes that were split open, full of anger and disbelief. When the old man saw that Shen Congliang had calmed down, the amiable look on his face disappeared, replaced by an unprecedented majesty, that kind of unquestionable dignity.  In a tone of voice, he said: "You can clearly see everything that happened in the house. Do I need to lie to you?" Although Shen Congliang was still struggling with his best, his resistance gradually became smaller and his eyes slowly became empty. At that time  He could clearly see what happened in the Zangxiang Pavilion outside the door, so clearly and clearly that he always thought that his mother was submerged by the white mass instead of being caused by her.  People always have a sense of luck, and everything is not what they think, until someone grabs their collar in front of them and tells them that in addition to using anger to cover up their humility and fear, all they are left with is tormenting themselves.  Now that even the last hope in his heart has been shattered, Shen Congliang couldn't help but be silent. The old man just watched the change in the expression on his face quietly.  I don't know how long it took, but Shen Congliang suddenly said: "You mean I am also a fox demon, why don't you let me fend for myself." This is also an important reason why he does not believe that his mother is a fox demon. He has been listening to teahouse storytellers since he was a child.  Some people say that there are no good monsters, they all like to eat people, and they are the mortal enemies of human beings.  Since he was a child, he has considered himself a superior person, but now he suddenly becomes a beast, worse than a beast, a species that he has been taught to hate and an animal that he despises throughout his life.  I don¡¯t know why God made such a big joke. Isn¡¯t it an irony to grow up in a brothel?     Why?  Why?  Why does God do this to me?  Since you gave birth to me, why did you let me suffer like this? If you had known this, why did you still give birth to me?  His mind was struggling fiercely. If his body hadn't been controlled and couldn't move, I'm afraid he would have run out like crazy at this moment and blamed God. Why did you do this to me? I'm just a child. It's worth your time.  With such great strength and skill, it would be better to just take his own life, wouldn't it be more direct and straightforward?
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