Qiao Xuan's fourth love robbery, 500 years ago.
In that life, he was born in the Western Wilderness, without a name, and people called him ugly.
The village he lives in is located in the depths of the Western Wilderness, close to the rolling snow-capped mountains. The environment here is dangerous, and almost no grass grows, but because of this, no monsters are willing to come to this poor place. It is a rare peaceful place. In order to survive, the villagers , built a secluded village at the foot of the snow-capped mountains, working at sunrise and resting at sunset.
It is said that when he was born, he was very ugly. His parents didn't intend to have him and threw him into the pigsty to fend for himself.
Armored pigs are rare domesticated animals in the Western Wilderness, but even so, they are thick-skinned, thick-skinned and ferocious, often requiring more than a dozen people to cull one, but they are lazy and do not like to move, so they can be forced to be Feed down.
They thought that the child must be dead if he entered the pigsty, but who knew that he was lucky, the pig in that pen just gave birth to a piglet, and gave the kid a mouthful of milk so that he survived.
For the sake of his fate, his parents picked him up and gave him a bite of food occasionally.
When he was two or three years old, he had to learn to do things for the family, otherwise his parents would beat and scold him.
Other children in the village also bullied him, calling him ugly, disgusting, cursing and beating him viciously.
Because of his ugliness, he bears the malice of everyone in the village.
No one likes him.
He didn't understand why this was happening.
He only knows that he is an ugly monster, a person who is not favored by heaven.
In order to survive, he would pick up garbage to eat, let others beat and scold him, sleep in a grass nest, and be kicked out in the winter...he took it for granted, as if he was born to bear it.
He thought life was like this.
When he was seven or eight years old, he couldn't remember clearly, maybe... In short, one day, he went out to pick up waste and came back to find that the village was attacked by monsters.
Those big black birds with sharp teeth brutally killed the people in the village, destroyed their houses, took away the living humans, killed and captured them wantonly, and then left.
The village was in a mess.
The surviving people began to clean up the mess. The scene was very tragic. As usual, he participated in the labor numbly.
In the dead of night, he curled up in his grass nest, and was suddenly dragged out by his parents.
They took him to a clearing.
The elders in the village looked at him with disgust, walked around him a few times, and then announced that he had provoked the evil monsters, and he had to be sacrificed to appease the anger of the monsters, so that the monsters would not let go. Attack here again.
He didn't understand why he had to sacrifice him when he didn't do anything.
Just because he's ugly
Or is it just to dissolve the fear in their hearts, so a sacrifice is needed
He didn't argue, didn't struggle, and let people tie him up.
Because he knows that any excuses and struggles are futile.
From the moment he was born.
He has no right to choose his own life.
In the early morning when it was snowing heavily, he was thrown deep into the snow mountain with his hands and feet tied.
The villagers left him and fled quickly. He knew why. It was said that there was a very ferocious big monster on this snow mountain.
He sat quietly under a big tree.
I have been waiting for a long time...
When the hands and feet were frozen, I didn't see any living things appearing.
His consciousness began to become blurred, he thought, maybe it would be good to freeze to death first, at least not to be eaten alive, so that when the monsters come, they can just eat their own corpses...
he thought so.
Wait from early morning until late at night.
Then he saw a giant white wolf walking towards him on the white snow-covered ground. The white wolf was taller than his house, with a pair of cold dark golden eyes, and its hair was white without any color. , more pure than the snow on the ground...
The giant wolf stopped in front of him, sized him up with dark golden pupils, and approached him slightly. Its scorching breath seemed to melt his cold and stiff body. It was the only warmth he got at this moment of despair and coldness. …
Perhaps it was because he had been prepared for a long time, he was not afraid at all, and even felt that this cruel and ruthless monster in others' mouths was unexpectedly beautiful.
In the empty and cold snow.
One man and one wolf stared at each other.
How on earth is it going to eat itself
He was thinking about it.
After waiting for a long time, the white wolf did not move. He thought for a while and asked sincerely, "Can you eat from my head?"
Perhaps it was his request that surprised White Wolf.
The white wolf finally spoke, with a thick and deep voice, and it even got closer deliberately, with cold and cruel eyes, like a wild beast examining its prey, it said: "Why?"
"That way I won't be in pain for too long," he said.
The white wolf said, "Aren't you afraid?"
He said, "If you were afraid, wouldn't you eat me?"
White Wolf said: "No."
He nodded and said, "It's useless to be afraid, so I'm not afraid."
The white wolf looked at him fixedly, and seemed to find it very interesting. After a long time, it lowered its head and sniffed. The huge head was bigger than his body. Suddenly, it raised its paws, cut the rope that bound him, and then Turning around, he said, "Come with me."
He was startled, and said, "Aren't you going to eat me?"
The words seemed very funny, the white wolf turned his head, his eyes were contemptuous, "It's so ugly and thin, it's not enough for me to fit between my teeth, and it doesn't look delicious."
He looked down at himself, with a bony body, torn and dirty clothes, and an ugly face that he knew without looking.
Not even qualified to be a monster ration.
Probably only a hungry little demon would be willing to eat such unpalatable food as him.
But because of that, he survived again.
... ... ...
From that day on, he stayed in the snow mountain.
Because he has nowhere to go.
The white wolf is the master of this snow mountain, and there are no other monsters in the area where it is located.
He has always understood what he is, the food that the villagers sacrificed to the wolf demon, but because he didn't eat it, he got a chance to live. Living has always been a luxury and a very difficult life for him. thing, but he still wants to live...
Don't want to give up easily.
He thought about it, if he could make the wolf demon feel that his life was more useful than being a food, then he would have the value of continuing to live.
But he didn't know wolf demons well, so he could only grope carefully and get closer...
He would travel all over the snow-capped mountains, collecting fruits and vegetables with painstaking efforts, and bringing them to the wolf demon. At first, the wolf demon dismissed them, but occasionally he would eat some. He seriously remembered what the wolf demon had eaten, and prepared them next time. Although the things that the wolf demon likes are not delicious, you can prepare delicious food for the wolf demon.
If the wolf demon is happy to eat, he probably won't want to eat himself.
He will clean the wolf demon's cave every day, looking for clean and soft leaves, and try his best to make the wolf demon live more comfortably.
If the wolf demon slept comfortably, he probably wouldn't want to eat him.
There are a lot of insects here. Occasionally, the wolf demon feels uncomfortable. He will muster up the courage to approach carefully, catch the insects on its body, and comb its hair patiently.
At first, the wolf demon didn't like him approaching, it was very vigilant, once he didn't do well, or scratched the wrong way, it would shoot him out with one paw. For the wolf demon, it was just a random action, but he But often scarred.
But he can bear all these, he is desperately proving himself, proving that he is useful, much more useful than being a food.
The wolf monster has a withdrawn personality and a strong sense of territory. It never associates with other monsters, and is very lazy. It often sleeps for days at a time. It doesn't know how to find food and drink, and it doesn't know how to clean its cave... He can do all these things help it do it.
No matter when and where the wolf demon wakes up, he can see fresh food, a clean and soft nest, and because of his eyes, he will come to give it a smooth human.
These things were difficult for him at first, but then became easier and easier.
And when he got close to the wolf demon, he was rarely beaten out again.
Sometimes even when he was tired and sleepy, he would lean against the wolf demon and sink into the soft hair. At most, the wolf demon would give him a lazy look and would not drive him out again.
One year or two years.
Three years and four years.
He spent a whole ten years on this snow-capped mountain like this.
Compared with the relationship between the master and the food, it seems to be more dependent on each other.
Because they all only have each other.
Even occasionally, he would have an idea that he was glad that the villagers sacrificed him here on that day.
Compared to living with humans, compared to those complicated and dark things, compared to those malicious eyes... he may be more suitable for a person, or, more suitable for living with beasts.
Beasts are sometimes simpler and purer than humans.
The wolf demon does not eat him because he is ugly, but he will not insult him because he is ugly, he will not hate him because he is ugly, and he will not bully him because he is ugly. The beauty and ugliness of human beings are irrelevant to it.
Because wolf demons are very powerful, they don't need to do whatever they can to survive like humble humans, and they don't even bother to vent their malice on the weak who have nowhere to go...
The wolf demon has nothing to do, has no desires, and it never asks for anything from him, nor does it want to get anything from him, as long as you don't provoke it, you can do anything.
Although the wolf demon will not treat him very well, he will not care about his life or death, and only treats him as a dispensable existence.
But he thought it was fine.
... ... ...
The winter here is always extremely cold. This time, as usual, he came to the edge of the snow-capped mountains, trying to find some food and herbs as preparations for the winter, but unexpectedly met a few humans.
He used to be a person in the village.
They saw him too, as if they had seen a ghost, and obviously recognized him.
He didn't think it was strange, a person as ugly as himself was indeed easy to recognize, he had never seen anyone else like himself, he was born as a heterogeneous among them, and he was the same now.
He saw the fearful and disgusted eyes of those people, as if he shouldn't exist at all, and then they raised their sickles and hoes to kill him.
As if he was some goddamn thing.
As if he shouldn't be alive at all.
Why
I don't want revenge, and I don't want to go back, so why can't I tolerate him
He didn't understand, he just ran away desperately, to the depths of the snow-capped mountains, to the place they were afraid of.
Sure enough, those people stopped chasing soon.
He looked at the wounds on his body, the cut arms and shoulders were turned out, but his life was always very hard, and it would be fine to go back and apply medicine for non-fatal wounds.
In order not to make the wolf demon unhappy, lest he smell the bloody smell on his body, he purposely used strong-smelling herbs to cover up the smell on his body, then put down the prepared food and left.
Late at night, hiding in a place where no one was around, slowly licking the wound alone.
He found a cave, lit a torch, and prepared to survive the cold night.
But what he didn't expect was that the wolf demon actually found him.
The huge wolf demon stood in front of the narrow hole, his dark golden pupils glowing with ice-cold light, looking at him faintly.
He felt very surprised, because in the past ten years, the wolf demon has never taken the initiative to pay attention to him. At most, when he approached, he would just give him a lazy glance... Could it be that he is not doing well enough? Still, the smell of blood accidentally left disturbed the wolf demon...
At this moment, he heard the wolf demon speak, and it said, "Who hurt you."
He said, "The former villagers."
The wolf demon suddenly picked him up, threw him on his back, lowered his head and sniffed, and soon came to the place where he was being chased and beaten. It turned around in place, and then flew in one direction and go.
It took only a quarter of an hour to arrive at the gate of a village.
At this time, his former village had moved here. Although he had been away for ten years, there were still some familiar faces, including his parents.
Those villagers looked at the huge wolf monster that suddenly appeared at the door, all of them showed terrified expressions, they didn't even have the courage to resist, and started to run away, but these humble human beings were like ants in front of the powerful wolf monster. His movements were as fast as lightning, and he bit a person and threw him back in one bite.
The human beings caught by him were either dead or injured. After a few times, the rest of them quickly stopped running and lay on the ground trembling.
The wolf demon walked gracefully. It was the king of the snow mountain, and it was an existence that these people couldn't hold a candle to. It shook its fur and threw him off. Looking at the fear on the faces of these people, it asked him: "Who hurt you?" about you."
He looked and pointed out two of them.
The wolf demon trampled them to death with one paw, and said lazily, "Is there any more?"
The rest of the people trembled and looked at him in fear. His parents were also among them, looking at him as if he was some terrible demon.
He had only received disgust, hatred, contempt, and contempt before... This was the first time he was feared.
But this feeling is not annoying at all.
Seeing that he didn't speak for a while, the wolf demon seemed a little impatient, and said: "They gave you to me, do you want to kill them?"
As soon as this sentence came out, the rest of the people showed despair.
He thought about it carefully.
Finally shook his head.
He doesn't have the emotion of hatred, because if he wants to hate, there are too many people to hate, so many that he can't remember... Even this destiny, even this world, he should hate.
So he has no time to hate.
He didn't even want to waste any more time on these people.
Compared with these people, he wanted to be with the wolf demon more, just the two of them.
He grabbed the wolf demon by the hair and climbed up his back.
The wolf demon gave him a cold look, as if he felt that he was a little bold and reckless, and was not happy, but he didn't leave him behind, but disappeared into the snowy night with him behind his back.
That night, the wolf demon said to him: "You are mine, as long as I am here, whoever dares to hurt you, I will kill him."
The wolf demon's tone was cold and cruel. Killing people seemed to be commonplace, but these were the most beautiful words he had ever heard, as if warming his cold heart.
At this moment, he suddenly felt that life was not so bad.
No matter how ugly and humble he is, there is someone willing to protect him.
Although the opponent is just a cold, ruthless, and frightening monster, to him, it is the only light and hope in this world.
It is his only extravagant wish to be by the wolf demon's side all the time, they only have each other...
The snow mountain where the wolf demon is located is his whole world.
He thought it was fine.
very good.
He wanted it to go on like this forever.
I also thought it would continue like this.
Until one day, a woman came and changed everything.