35. Yellow bird

Style: Heros Author: YumaimaiWords: 980Update Time: 24/01/12 02:01:23
After all the hard work and trekking through mountains and rivers, I finally came back. The moment he landed, the nightmare-like and frightening memory of being in a foreign country suddenly came to his mind, and tears fell on his clothes unsatisfactorily. The peasant woman watched with cold eyes while I cried and laughed like crazy without saying a word. After venting my emotions, I put away the spacecraft, looked at the peasant woman and said:

"What should I call you? Now that you are back, where are you from and where are you going?"

The peasant woman hesitated for a long time, then reached out and took off the face towel wrapped around her head.

"You...you are actually a man..." I was shocked,

"Yes, my name is Yu Wenle, from the Central Plains," the man said frankly,

"What's the purpose of following me? I don't remember ever offending or owing you?" I felt like I was being fooled.

"You don't owe me anything, but you escaped from the sacred mountain. You are really capable. Did you discover anything?... What do you think the Divine Flower Festival is? What are the sacred flowers in your eyes? ?”

The sacred flower, whose scientific name is poppy, is the source of the poison that makes people all over the world. Its flowers have two calyxes and four or double petals; there are several rings of stamens around the compound pistil. The color can be red, pink, orange, yellow or purple. It has a slender figure, weak stems and gorgeous flowers. It is like a poppy flower of love. It is charming and fascinating. It is like a trap full of temptation, which makes people want to step into it even though they know it is an abyss of no return. risk. Its beauty is a powerful tool to confuse people's hearts, making them forget their sorrow, pain and fear. It is an amazing happy plant, and it is said to be a gift from the gods. When people are attracted by it and indulge in the happiness it brings, it will turn into a sharp sword, causing people's lives to wither in anesthesia and be destroyed in psychedelics. Poppy is the flower of death that cannot be loved, and its flower language is love of death.

The so-called grand event is nothing more than a vanity comparison between all the contestants. In the atmosphere of carnival and confusion, you have sold your souls in a confused manner, and you have fallen deeper and deeper into the trap without realizing it. Eventually, you have become a walking dead tool, a naked transaction! The celebration banquet on the third day is actually receiving your noble souls and young and fresh bodies from foreign countries. And I am just the outermost pawn of this organization. When I first came into contact with the organization, my wife sacrificed her life to save me and my young son. Now, my son is about to turn eighteen. I thought that I could redeem my child’s freedom by relying on my contribution to the organization over the past ten years. Who would have expected that I am so smart that I am mistaken for my own hesitation? , and finally came back to his motherland.

"I haven't been back for so many years. Alas, things have changed. I didn't expect that I would be in this status when I came back," Yu Wenle sighed with some dejection. He just wanted to make contributions.

Just when I was a little at a loss and didn't know what to do with Yu Wenle, the people stationed on the coastline of Qiwu Mountain came over and saluted and said:

"Princess is well!" After I briefly described the situation, the leading officer detained Yu Wenle as if he were facing a powerful enemy. He said that he had offended me and would be taken back to Qiwu Mountain for a decision from the superiors.

"Okay, then I'll take the first step." After getting rid of this trouble, I breathed a big sigh of relief, drove the Dunguang and walked away!