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After a while, the man came back, and the leather shoes stepped on the snow, making a "creak" sound.
The ground is full of snow-white and clear light, which hurts the eyes.
Lin Lang had just dismissed the person who came to inquire, her shoulders tightened, and she was confined in her arms by the person who came to inquire. Even through the sable cloak inside the thick red silk, Lin Lang could still feel the ups and downs of the other's chest, which was slightly rapid.
She lowered her head and swept across her arms across her chest, her sleeves were stained with scarlet.
Now that he can hold a gun, his hands won't shake.
"It's snowed so hard this year." Lin Lang said meaningfully, "Everything is covered up."
The man's cold face pressed against her neck.
"You won't leave me again, will you?" he said suddenly.
Lin Lang casually perfunctory, "Whether you can leave or not, who can say clearly about this issue, it's not that you can't live without leaving..."
"I can."
For the first time, he interrupted her abruptly.
"I know, you don't love me. You put me in a cage and train/teach me like a toy, just for fun. Once you get bored, you can throw it away at will. It's no big deal to you .Who cares what happens to toys if they get thrown away?"
But he is different.
She established the order of the kingdom in him, cruelly carved into the flesh.
Obedience has become instinctive.
Once the deep imprint is branded, not only the body, but also the memory, he can't wash it off.
"So, after being abandoned by the owner, what will happen to the toy?"
Lin Lang asked back.
Under the night, half of his face was shrouded in a faint shadow, while the other half of his face was reflected extremely white, like fine jade porcelain and ice sculptures, so perfect that it was creepy.
"It's going to die."
"How did you die?"
"After peeling off this layer of exquisite human skin, there is only a rotten wooden frame inside. There is no heart, no liver, neither cry nor laugh. It is already dead, even if it is a toy, its limbs are still tied by silk threads Come on stage and perform, but it has no heart."
"A toy has no heart, it's not a person, is it?"
"No, it has a heart."
"It's just that unlike humans, its heart is made of wood."
He said stubbornly, "Every toy imprisoned a sleeping god. Because they violated the precepts, they were laid down in the mortal world, and the heavens punished them for life without knowing the sun and the moon. However, when the gods become toys, they are contaminated. The smell of fireworks here, it longs to live like a real mortal, start a family, marry a wife and have children, and have children and grandchildren around their knees until they die."
Lin Lang turned her head to look at him, and the other party was also looking closely at him with a pair of black eyes.
"Do you believe it? The toy really has a heart. Although it can't beat, it knows whose name is engraved inside." His face was pale, but his lips were so red that they seemed to be painted on. some dried blood.
"It has only one master and will never betray."
I am the same.
"It's getting late, let's go back and rest."
She avoided his burning gaze.
The other party was a little disappointed, but when Lin Lang reached out his hand, his eyes lit up instantly.
He obediently followed Lin Lang back to the house.
Lin Lang made him take a hot bath, changed into clean and white clothes, and got rid of the bloody smell on his body. He didn't like the smell of other people in the room, so he changed the sheets and pillowcases on his own initiative.
As soon as she lay down on it, the other party became sticky, and she couldn't breathe in her hug.
"What are you doing?" She opened her hands helplessly, feeling that she had nowhere to rest.
"I'm afraid you will suddenly disappear like that day."
"Are you blaming me?"
"No, I haven't." He said quietly, his brows seemed to be covered with a layer of black mist, and his cold voice was very penetrating, "It's the Pan family's fault, it's because they set conditions to lure you into that trap Those people are the most damned." Ji Ze turned his head and smiled at Lin Lang again, "I don't blame you, they are too cunning."
"so… "
"I killed that old fox."
"No one dares to interfere with us anymore. Madame, are you happy?"
Lin Lang moved her eyes slowly, "What did you say?"
"The one named Pan, he did all kinds of bad things, he died of an evil spirit."
Jize "giggled" and laughed like an innocent child saying something funny.
His slender and beautiful eyes were full of affection, and he confessed to Lin Lang, "Madam, don't you want the Pan Mansion? I'll give it to you, and I'll give it all to you, okay? Look, Marshal Pan is dead, and now the Pan Mansion The group of dragons has no leader, which happened to be an opportunity for us to sneak in. Moreover, before escaping from the cage, I found a lot of secret ledgers in his study, which were enough to handle his subordinates. I put them in a safe place."
"Where?"
"Come here, I'll tell you."
The red wax in the room is still burning, the light is weak, and the shadow of the tree climbing on the window looks like a ghost.
Ji Ze stared at Lin Lang without blinking.
When she got close, he stretched out his hand to caress her slender neck, raised his chin to kiss her.
"at… "
The silver thread trickled out of the corner of his mouth, and he stretched out his tongue to lick it clean without hesitation, but he was clearly not satisfied.
"You're tired from the journey today, go to sleep."
Lin Lang raised her hand to caress his eyes and closed them for him.
Wherever her palm touched, it was cold.
Jize hugged him until dawn, and slept an extremely peaceful sleep. In the dream, he was still the noble and proud young master, his hands were clean and he hadn't stained any human life.
But something is always different.
He fled back to Linlang's side from Pan's mansion, but he entered another dragon's pool and tiger's lair. He clearly knew that the one sleeping beside him was a poisonous snake covered with a beauty's skin. She seduced him, bewitched him, and made him unable to distinguish the real from the fake, good from evil.
The fangs soaked with poison had bitten his neck, and he was terminally ill, and there was no cure for it.
However, plans are not as fast as changes.
Just when Jize made a plan to kill the owner of Pan's house, Marshal Pan's son who was studying abroad hurried back. This young marshal was very scheming and cunning, after planning, he set up a net in Ji's mansion to capture him back.
Ji Ze fled with Lin Lang, but was escorted back to Pan's residence in the end.
The eldest lady of the Pan family is infatuated with him and insists on marrying him.
This eldest lady is an idiot, the root of the disease was born in the mother's womb, and she was only three or four years old when she was born, and she couldn't take care of herself. She was about to make a date with Ji Ze, and wanted to marry him.
Young Marshal Pan sneered and threw Xipao on Jize.
"Put it on, Young Master Ji. This is your last amulet. If you lose it again, I will send you to hell to accompany my dead ghost father."
Jize smiled and stepped on it several times with the sole of his foot.
"Hey, he's a tough guy. Very good. I appreciate you the most, young commander." Young commander Pan raised his hand, "Bring me Miss Xu."
Ji Ze's expression changed, and the fists in his cuffs clenched tightly.
Lin Lang's hands were tied with a piece of red silk, and her usually combed black hair was a little messy.
She was led into the newly furnished wedding hall.
The bride with a red hijab was standing on Lin Lang's left, playing with a colorful hydrangea over and over again, making weird and creepy laughter. An elderly Xi Niang supported Miss Pan's mansion, and took out a handkerchief to wipe her saliva from time to time.
A gun was aimed at Lin Lang's back, and he spun the gun viciously a few times.
"Don't touch her!"
Ji Ze's calm face showed anger, but when he moved his body, he was stopped by the surrounding soldiers.
"Worship."
Young Marshal Pan blew a whistle lazily, with a sinister expression on his face, "Master Ji, I don't think you can bear to watch your young and beautiful wife being destroyed by this Young Marshal, right?"
"I married my wife earlier, so I can't obey." Jize took a deep breath, "Young Marshal Pan, I am willing to give anything in exchange for my wife's life..."
"Exchange? Commander Ben doesn't need it! It doesn't matter whether it's the account book or gold or silver. In short, you have to pay homage to me now. As long as you become my brother-in-law, you will be a family, and you can talk about everything, otherwise—" The corners of his lips were evil Provoked, he suddenly put his arms around Lin Lang's waist and sniffed at her neck and shoulders, "I'm sorry, she won't be able to keep it."
"Snapped!"
He picked up the man in the air, and strode towards the inner room with big strides, laughing wildly.
"Beauty, don't be afraid, your husband is a wooden man, young commander I will come to love you right now!"
"You, you bastard! Let me go!"
Lin Lang panicked and hammered the man's back vigorously.
"Husband, save me!"
She raised her head, her eyes were stern and desperate.
"I agree!"
The young marshal paused, "Oh? What do you agree to? This young marshal can't hear you very clearly."
Jize closed his eyes, "I agree to become Miss Pan's husband, please let her go."
"good."
The young marshal put him down again, "Don't hurry up, what are you doing in a daze, worship!"
The master of ceremonies woke up like a dream from this scene, squeezed his throat and shouted, "Pray to heaven and earth!"
The red double happiness drawn with gold thread was pasted on the wall, and the words "Longfeng Chengxiang" was painted with gold powder, shining in the candlelight, and everything around was eye-catching red.
This seemed to bring him back to the scene where he and Lin Lang worshiped together.
"Kneel down!"
Young Marshal Pan frowned, and kicked him roughly in the hollow of the leg.
"Boom—"
The man was caught off guard and lying on the ground, his ears wiped the ground, and a string of blood dripped out.
The guests and children at the ceremony made a laughing sound, and even Ms. Pan was attracted by it. She lifted her hijab, imitated her brother's posture, and kicked his waist hard, followed by clapping Laughing, the crooked corners of his mouth are grinning, showing a very happy look.
He suffered in silence, even if there were a few shoe prints on his fair forehead.
Young Marshal Pan smiled contemptuously, "You're so good, my good brother-in-law. You'd better remember that from now on, you are just a dog raised by our Pan family, and you are only worthy of wagging your tail in front of your master. I advise you You put it all away, lest I be rude to you."
"Bah, what the hell."
"Husband..."
He heard her low sobbing.
It's okay, he thinks it's worth it.
At least this toy has some use, it can protect the owner.
But it's just a few kicks, it's okay, it doesn't hurt.
Madam, if you cry, it will hurt your husband.