For example, the general is now seventeen years old. Although he is just a girl, at the age of Hua Hua, he has personally served his sixty-year-old master for five or six years. He has taken care of all the food and daily life by himself. He is not concerned about his moody temper. I have long been used to it.
Maybe when I was singing sweetly with him, he strangled my neck so hard that I suffocated, or at the last moment, I was whipped with a riding crop by this master until I was covered with bruises. Even in ordinary times, if I accidentally said the wrong thing, my master would The gentle teasing at the previous moment will immediately turn into fistfights without any warning.
But even if it is so elusive, it will return to normal in the blink of an eye. However, this time it took some time to get back to normal. The general who heard the reason through a few words had guessed it, but it still came from The fear deep in her bones made her act so uncontrollably, and it was indeed understandable.
The one-eyed old man showed displeasure, but he was not as displeased as he was with Ningzhiyu. He just slapped her and yelled angrily: "Get out!" The general was rolling around and leaving in a hurry.
It's hard to imagine why the old man who could control his emotions even if he was so furious could be so cruel to Ningzhiyu. When the general was escaping in panic, he came out of the cellar and took a few deep breaths before calming down his emotions. The old man still had fierce eyes. , pulled the woman over again, reached out and pinched the woman's plump body that was still as erect as a girl at such an age, and with great force, it deformed and spilled out between her fingers, and said fiercely: "Go kill him! Listen! Are you here yet? I want you to kill him!" Ningzhiyu didn't dare to change her expression even though she was in pain to her bones. She quickly swallowed the tissue paper and said yes again and again, knowing that the old man's temper naturally didn't dare to show any slightness.
The one-eyed old man pushed the beautiful woman away, rubbed his eye sockets without eyeballs, and sat back on the bed.
"Ask Hayato Town to keep an eye on the two siblings. You leave tomorrow and find an opportunity to chop them into pieces and feed them to the dogs." Ningzhiyu was frightened, almost lying on the ground, humbly saying yes.
The old man, whose anger was mostly gone, exhaled again. He propped himself up on his elbows and leaned back halfway. He raised his feet to lift up the face that was covered in mud from being close to the ground. He pressed the sole of his other foot against the beautiful woman's face. On the bed, she wiped away all the dust with her lilac tongue like a cat licking water. Even the smile on her face was a bit ferocious, and she coldly snorted: "Bitch." Indeed, this shameless woman has betrayed her ancestors and forgotten her ancestors. There was a disgusting meanness in every move.
However, the one-eyed old man enjoyed this feeling very much. Trampling everything under his feet gave him the pleasure of conquering.
He was in control of everything, and he loved it. Looking at the beautiful woman on the ground, the old man suddenly said: "Do you know why you have to go out?" The plump and beautiful woman was still afraid of her master's anger just like a civet cat, and took a peek at the puddle of water beside her. , after all, he didn’t tell his daughter’s ugly state, but said: “Yu’er doesn’t know.” The one-eyed old man’s dark eye sockets narrowed into a line,
"Do you think I don't know what happened between you and that damn girl?" Ningzhiyu's heart skipped a beat, and then it was about to beat out of her chest like a drum. She lost her composure and fell to the ground again, saying tremblingly: "Master, calm down, we are just..." The old man, who was very clear-minded, habitually rubbed the black hole-like eye socket with the back of his hand, and interrupted: "Okay, stop talking about useless things, that's how it is. I'm asking you, is this your order?" The beautiful woman, whose elbows, knees and head were on the ground, was stunned. However, her expression was not noticed because she was close to the ground. She quickly gathered her thoughts, concealed her inner panic, and said: "Yu'er just wanted to take revenge and let Yejia..."
"I know." The old man interrupted again rudely, his voice suddenly raised,
"Do you think I don't know about the secret communication between you and the golden-armed boy from the source? Ningzhiyu, that is an organization founded by me. You are so self-righteous!" Now it is clear what the old guy is referring to. The extremely respectful beautiful woman bent her waist again, and it was clear. She breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Yu'er just wants revenge." The old man got up and walked behind the woman, holding a big hand as gently as if he were playing with a thousand-year-old jade. He turned over, then gave a strong palm, making a crisp sound, and he said again and again: "Don't think you can hide it from me, your tricks are just tricks and make people feel sick." Even though it hurt, there was still a sense of relief in his heart. How could Ningzhiyu not understand her master's preferences?
The waist is even more bent, like a fort placed in the middle camp of a battle between two armies, and he is facing the old man whose face is already red, and there is a hint of excitement in his voice.
Ningzhiyu's voice seemed to have been hollowed out, as soft as if it had no bones,
"Yu'er just wanted to follow the master's wishes and kill these two siblings as soon as possible." The one-eyed old man's one eye shined, and he laughed loudly,
"Then go quickly! I lost one of my eyes, and I will make him have no descendants!"... After a night of silence, and at three o'clock in the morning, the one-eyed old man walked out of the cellar with his hands behind his back, supported by Ningzhiyu.
February is about to enter, the spring season. The sun is high in the sky and not dazzling. Compared to the dark cellar with the lamp in hand, the old man who has never been out of the house unconsciously narrows his eyes. Eye.
At the back door of the courtyard, the general was still wearing his eye-catching clothes. Under the pear white tube top with a large group of peonies printed on it, the tender white that was about to appear was probably more dazzling than the light under the sun.
The one-eyed old man had been accustomed to seeing this wave of charming girls for several months. He only focused on the plump woman next to him and the pink neck that could not be wrapped around. There was no concealed passion in his eyes, and he had no time to spare in his hands. Then, there was a moment of caressing through the beige robe.
"Master." The plump woman Ningzhiyu is now about forty years old, but she is much better at coquettishness than those girls who have just started dating. She has a unique flavor, and her soft and coquettish tone is even more addictive.
"Master's majesty is still there. It hasn't stopped since Yu'er came the day before yesterday. Stop torturing people like this." Ningzhi Yu's charming and innocent expression made the one-eyed old man's heart feel like it was scratched by a hundred claws. He added more strength to his hand, Rolling like waves, ups and downs, he said with a smile: "It's my fault, Master." Two red clouds flew up on Ningzhi Yu's beautiful cheeks, and she said shyly: "I was just looking at you." I was attracted by Ningzhi Yu's extremely tempting appearance. With such a provocation, the one-eyed old man couldn't hide the look in his eyes, and said: "What's wrong with Zhengzheng? She hasn't seen anything." The mature girl standing at the door lowered her head and turned a blind eye, not hearing, not hearing, looking at the nose and heart.
The one-eyed old man who was moody last night moved his hand down again, patted the round and straight head gently in a rhythmic manner, and said: "Did you ever hate Master for beating you last night?"
"Yu'er doesn't dare." Ningzhiyu, who knew the old man better than she knew herself, hurriedly shook her head, and her apricot eyes, which were originally larger than ordinary people, had a pool of autumn water in them. At this moment, they overflowed, and she said pitifully: "Master is Yu'er. As a father, it is only natural for a father to beat his daughter, and the master has shown kindness to Yu'er. Even if he asks Yu'er to die, Yu'er will not frown, so how can he blame the master." Such words from the bottom of his heart, like an oath, made the old man very sad. Taking advantage of it, he wrapped his hands around his nominal female disciple and said: "Master did this out of necessity. In order to help you get revenge, all kinds of plans were broken by the Ye family siblings one after another. It's because Master is too angry." Now." Ningzhiyu tilted her head and rested it on the master's shoulder. She also put her hands around the master's waist, tightened and tightened, and said: "I know the master is doing it for Yu'er's good, but I only blame these damn siblings. , when I meet them, I will cut them into pieces!" The old man laughed loudly, squeezed his hands hard, and kneaded them back and forth. He was obviously in a particularly comfortable mood. I don't know if he was speaking in his heart or coaxing this beautiful woman. Happy, this old man with no morals or integrity said dotingly: "I like this sentence, Yu'er is getting better and better than your master's wife." Ningzhiyu hurriedly said respectfully: "I don't dare to compare with my master's wife, My wife and my master are the best among people in the world, and lowly people like us are not as good as in case." The old man put away his smile and seemed to point out: "That woman is just relying on the favor of Queen Lifeng, not as good as you. With hard work, you can grow to this point in six years all by yourself, which is not comparable to Jiugong's hoof." As if he heard the metaphor in the master's words, fear flashed in his eyes.
Even the general who had been at the entrance of the courtyard trembled without any trace, and unconsciously took a step back, getting closer to the courtyard wall.
Thinking about it, the one-eyed old man's crazy and irritable impression last night left a very unpleasant impression on her. Not mentioning the dirty secrets of the mother and daughter, she naturally did not dare to expose them at the moment, so Ningzhiyu had many thoughts in her mind, and she avoided the important and said lightly: "Yu'er just doesn't want to be held back by the master and other fellow apprentices. To smear the master's face, she can only expand her strength by any means. Although the means are really unsightly, Yu'er just wants to share the burden for the master when the master encounters difficulties..."
"Will I encounter difficulties?" The one-eyed old man in the middle of the yard stopped to enjoy the warm sunshine of spring with a look of comfort on his face.
He was asking rhetorically, but his tone was questioning. Ningzhiyu became nervous again, and hurriedly left the master's arms and knelt down to plead guilty. The old man waved his hand and said, "Okay, I know you have good intentions." Ningzhiyu seemed to have received a great edict, and said with sincerity and fear: "Thank you, master, for showing mercy." One-eyed The old man ignored Ningzhiyu, who behaved more and more humbly.
"I didn't stay here for more than a few days before I had to go out again. After all, at the beginning of the great cause, everyone had their own arrangements, and it was really stretched. I have asked Queen Lifeng to arrange for her men hidden in Dazhou to come over to assist. As for the Someone, Hayato Town should contact you in the near future. When dealing with Ye Sangeng, remember not to be hasty. You have to control the depth of it. Don't be greedy for success and make mistakes in my general's important affairs." Ningzhiyu bowed slightly and said respectfully: "I sincerely obey Master's teachings." The old man stepped forward and hugged his favorite disciple, and walked up and down with his big hands.
"Seven years ago, I went back to Dazhou and planted a set of 'four-piece chess'. You can take it and use it if appropriate. Don't do anything wrong unless you have to." Ningzhiyu, who had forgotten his ancestral lineage and had thrown away thousands of years of poetry, etiquette, ethics, and ethics, let out a sweet moan and slumped into his master's arms. He raised his head delicately, as if his almond-shaped eyes were about to come out of the wall, full of charm.
