Sniper Track

It's been a long time since I wrote a side story. As a "Prince of the side story", I feel uncomfortable all over!

Emmm, my fanfiction may be different from others. Strictly speaking, my “fanwai” is more like a means of interlude, which is more important to the plot and part of the plot.

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Hou Feihou, Wang Feiwang, the son of a sinner sat in the Mingtang.

Several half-old children, who looked less than ten years old, were forming a circle, reciting a few nursery rhymes.

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"Son of Sin..."

Those two words are so harsh...

"Sinners"...!

What are sinners?

What is sin?

The children may not know exactly what "sinners" mean in their mouths, but that doesn't stop them from reading these nursery rhymes from nowhere.

Hou Feihou, Wang Feiwang, the son of a sinner sat in the Mingtang.

It's catchy to read...

Sometimes, the power of words is better than the edge of a sword!

"Sit in the Mingtang..."

"..."

The slender and low body of the young child appears to be "tall" at this time, like the shadow of a penetrating demon, exuding a mountain-like oppressive blessing.

A six or seven-year-old child sat weakly on the ground, with his arms around his bent knees and legs.

Helpless and weak.

In this way, surrounded by a group of children of the same age, he couldn't escape even if he wanted to.

"I'm not the son of a sinner..."

"I'm not……"

The weak voice was suppressed by the louder sound of nursery rhymes, making him feel "out of breath".

The child with tears in the corners of his eyes raised his head and saw only wanton laughter, as well as the sarcasm and disdain in their eyes...

The sun was blocked by their figures, and it became dim by three points.

In the tearful pupils, the innocence gradually lost...

Nightmare is like the whirlpool of the sea and the trap of the devil.

The huge centripetal force and violent gravitational force will make you unable to break free and nibble away unconsciously.

When you find yourself being "pulled" by it, it's too late, you want to escape, but you can't escape anymore...

Can only be forced to approach it, and then indulge in its Zheng

Falling helplessly for eternity...

Nightmare, everyone experiences it.

Some are deep, some are shallow.

Some are illusory, some are real.

The more real the nightmare is, the more frightening it is, and the easier it is for people to immerse themselves in it, unable to distinguish what is true and what is false.

Why are nightmares so real?

Oh.

Some are spared from real life...

In fact, it was exactly like a nightmare.

There is only a thin line between dream and reality.

This side of the line is hell, and the other side of the line is hell...

………………

"No, I am not……"

"No! I'm not the son of a sinner, no!"

"what!"

With a sound of "Shuh", a delicate figure sat up from the bed, sweating profusely, her originally fair and lovely face became as pale as if it had completely lost its blood...

This boy looks about six or seven years old, and the oldest is no more than ten years old. He looks cute and well-behaved, like a porcelain doll.

It is conceivable that after ten years, he will definitely become a handsome guy with red lips and white teeth, bright eyes and bright eyes, attracting thousands of girls to fall in love with him.

However, the "porcelain doll" at this time looked particularly distressing.

A little teardrop hangs on her lovely face.

It can be seen that the nightmare just now really scared him a lot.

The most disturbing thing is that his childhood was as cruel as a nightmare...

To him, there is no difference between fantasy and reality.

He was only six or seven years old and had to endure this kind of hardship.

Open your eyes like this, close your eyes, you will also dream of those "ugly faces".

They, obviously of the same age as themselves, should be their playmates, why would they bully me like this...

Thinking of this, the boy like a porcelain doll cried even more painfully and aggrieved.

One teardrop after another, slowly dripping from the eyes dotted with stars.

The boy tightened the quilt made of pure yellow silk, sat on the bed, and shrank a bit towards the wall.

Mahogany bed, Baxian table, red sandalwood incense burner, Nanmu chair...

It's hard to imagine that it has been more than 30 years, and people still use this antique decoration style at home.

Moreover, everything is the most precious material!

If there are not tens of millions of decorations and interiors in this room, I am afraid it cannot be bought...

Even the floor is carved from a single piece of golden velvet wood.

The gorgeous carved figures are exquisitely carved, and there is no trace of splicing between the wooden boards, which shows the excellent production and superb craftsmanship.

In addition to the bright yellow satin as the quilt cover, the quilt is also hand-embroidered with patterns of three-clawed golden python, yellow sun, and golden clouds with gold thread and dragon hair, which is very noble.

Not only the quilts, but also the calligraphy and paintings, curtains, tablecloths, chair cushions in the room, as well as boys' clothes and shoes, all of which are mainly yellow.

After crying for a while, the boy lifted the quilt, quickly put on his clothes and shoes, opened the door, and ran into the yard.

The courtyard is vast and grand. The palace-style bedroom was built on a one-meter-high platform with five floors of stairs.

There are corridors on both sides of the atrium, and a pond in the east and west. The four seasons of flowers and plants and various trees are planted by the pond.

This yard, which covers an area of ​​several hundred square meters, is only the southeast corner of the entire building.

Looking down from the sky, this is like a "siheyuan" that has been magnified countless times, or a group of palaces!

The residence of the emperor? !

With the development of the times, the total population is also increasing, and with it, there is a shortage of land and various resources.

Nowadays, the general residential buildings are residential buildings with 10 floors and above.

Those with a little wealthy family can buy a villa.

As for those who live in large courtyards and large manors, even if they are not powerful people, they must be "the trenches in the trenches"!

What's more, this is the eastern district with the best land price and location in the capital city!

In Longjing, the first city in China, where an inch of land is worth an inch, if there is such a large "palace", its owner will never be an ordinary person.

The boy was running fast, staggering and stumbling on his legs.

Pushing open the courtyard door, he turned and ran to the west. After about three north-south cross-shaped corridors, the boy pushed open the door of another courtyard.

"mom."

A cry with a weeping voice attracted the attention of the women in the hospital.

Compared with the courtyard where the boy lived, this one was much shabby.

First of all, from the perspective of the area, it is not the same.

The room in front of me can't be called a "courtyard" at all, it's just a perfect yard, with an area of ​​less than 20 square meters.

Moreover, the courtyard walls and house walls can see the obvious sense of age erosion, mottled over time, and moss has grown in some corners of the stone walls.

Ye Huixin put down what she was doing, squatted down at the boy, opened her arms, her eyes were full of tenderness: "Chengxiang, what's wrong..."

"Uuuuuu..."

While crying, Ai Chengxiang threw himself into Ye Huixin's arms: "Mom, I have nightmares again...

I dreamed that they bullied me..."

Hearing this, Ye Huixin had a distressed look in her eyes, she reached out and gently stroked Ai Chengxiang's back, soothing his emotions: "Chengxiang, don't cry, you want to be a strong child, don't cry... "

Ai Chengxiang held back his sobbing, sucked his nose, wiped away his tears, opened his eyes and asked innocently, "Mom, why do they always bully me...

Obviously everyone is of the same clan..."

Ye Huixin gently stroked his face and said, "Silly boy, you are only from the same clan, but not from the same clan.

Ai family, there are eight sects in total, just think about your clothes..."

Ai Chengxiang sniffed, looked down at his bright yellow clothes, tilted his head, and began to recall the colors of other children of the same age.

emmm...

There are white, blue, and red...

Oh, right!

Someone else was also wearing yellow, except that he had red trims on the neckline and hem and cuffs.

Chengxiang returned to God and said, "Mom, then we are all brothers and sisters in the same family, why do they want... want..."

Before the words were finished, Ai Chengxiang almost cried again.

Thinking of his mother's words in his heart, Ai Chengxiang said, "Don't cry, don't cry, Mom, strong boys can't cry..."

However, I still can't help it...

Ye Hui's tears were shallow, and she almost burst into tears.

Only the two of them know the grievances of the mother and son.

Chengxiang resisted the grievances in his heart, took his mother's big hand, walked into the house slowly, and sat on the chair with his mother.

Wooden chair, a simple wooden chair.

All the displays in the house are extremely rudimentary.

On weekdays, Ye Huixin, as the wife of the patriarch, can only live in the big house at the center of the family when her husband is at home.

When the head of the family is away, she will be sent to the yard with the worst environment in the whole family, and together, the mother and son will be bullied.

As the fittest, how many times can you enjoy the happiness at home in a year...

Are you still fighting to the death outside the city?

When men are fighting outside, it is when their "orphans and widows" are bullied within the clan.

Everything is just because she is a "sinner" in the mouths of the elders.

There are eight lines in the Ai family, one line is the suzerain, and the leaders of the other seven lines are the elders, which are rotated every hundred years.

In the past 100 years, it is Ai Chengxiang's father who is the head of the whole family and controls the power of the Ai family.

How could he know that his wife and children would be so insulted by people in the clan!

Ai Chengxiang sat next to Ye Huixin and said, "Mom, other cousins ​​and cousins, why do they like to bully me so much, and sometimes, they don't even care about my mother. ァ新ヤ~ ⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

Aren't you and me, Dad, the head of the clan...? "

The words of a real child stung Ye Huixin's heart.

Ye Huixin forced a smile and said gently, "Chengxiang is good, it's all my mother's fault..."

Ai Chengxiang said excitedly: "No! Don't blame mom!

Mom is the best person in the world..."

Ai Chengxiang's head can't figure it out, he and his mother are so kind, they never offend anyone, but they have to suffer all the indifference and exclusion.

When my father was at home, my mother could still live in the big house, but when my father left, my mother had to live in this dilapidated house.

Otherwise, the seven elders with white beards, their hair seemed to explode, fiercely like a lion...

Chengxiang and his mother are happiest every year when their father is at home...

A time when you will not be bullied.

Ye Huixin smiled, her heart warmed: "Chengxiang, you must grow up well, when you grow up, you can protect yourself and your mother, and then the two of us will never be bullied again... …”

Chengxiang nodded vigorously: "Mmmm!"

This is the promise of a man, he will do what he says!

After making an oath secretly in his heart, Ai Chengxiang asked, "Mom, what do the sinners mean..."

"This..." Ye Huixin hesitated, feeling up and down in her heart, then laughed at herself and said calmly, "It's the guilty family..."

Hehehe, these words came out of his own mouth, it was really ridiculous.

Even yourself, influenced by this group of ignorant people, has admitted the label of "sinner"...?

What did my ancestors do wrong? Want me to be treated like this?

Take 10,000 steps back, even if they have committed a serious crime, even if she has suffered a lot, but what does this have to do with me? !

I can't choose my origin, I can only control my own language

Could it be that just because of my surname, I will be condemned as an unpardonable sinner?

It's ridiculous to call them "sinners"!

Ye Huixin is not obvious on the surface, but in her heart there are mixed flavors.

Chengxiang put his elbows on the table, propped up his head with both hands, held his cheeks, and said softly, "Why is my mother a sinner, obviously my mother did nothing wrong...

Mom is so kind! "

Ye Huixin: "..."

Yes, children all understand the truth, but those tens of years old don't?

It really lives on to the dog.

Ye Huixin smiled bitterly and said, "Because my mother's surname is Ye He... A surname that Aisin Gioro hates the most..."

Snapped!

As soon as the words fell, an egg "exploded" on Ye Huixin's chest. For a while, egg liquid and eggshells were scattered everywhere, staining the clothes on Ye Huixin's chest.

At the gate of the courtyard, not only did the two boys not run away, but they also boldly stuck out their tongues and made faces.

"Slightly Slightly"

Ai Chengxiang's eyes widened, and he was about to stand up, but his hand was pulled by Ye Huixin's big hand.

Chengxiang turned around and saw his mother shaking her head gently: "Chengxiang, don't be brave..."

"But..." Chengxiang was wronged: "It's okay for them to bully me, but my mother is an elder, how can they do this?!"

Ye Huixin said softly: "Forget it, they are all children, ignorant, Chengxiang can't be as ignorant as them...

Are you going to be a disobedient child? ! "

Ai Chengxiang lowered his head and said, "I'm obedient..."

Snapped!

Snapped!

Two more eggs were thrown into the house from the door, and two "golden flowers" exploded in the middle of Ye Huixin and Ai Chengxiang's chests.

Ai Chengxiang's bright yellow and luxurious clothes were stained with stinky egg liquid, glanced at his mother, and suppressed his anger.

Chengxiang is obedient and can't be ruthless.

Ai Chengxiang pinched himself, restraining his emotions.

The two children at the door became more and more daring~www.wuxiaspot.com~ One of them picked up a stone on the side of the road.

Snapped!

"what!"

Ye Huixin let out a painful cry, and with a rough hand in her fair skin caressed her forehead.

Ai Chengxiang exclaimed, "Mom, how are you, let me see..."

There was a bloodstain on his palm.

Ye Huixin's forehead quickly swelled up, and a bloodstain slowly flowed down.

Blood……

Blood!

Ai Chengxiang only felt the blood in his heart burst suddenly in his chest, clenched his fists with both hands, and walked out the door.

Deep inside your body, something seems to be waking up?

Consciousness is getting deeper and deeper, like falling asleep...

Something is controlling my body...and my emotions...

My mother's dissuasive voice could be heard faintly in my ears: "Chengxiang, come back..."

However, the body does not obey.

That's it!

And follow your heart!

Those who hurt their mothers are unforgivable!

Ai Chengxiang's eyes became cloudy and dull, and a surging bright yellow dragon soul slowly emerged behind him.

"Shenwu..."

"Waiwei Cannon!"

Ai Chengxiang's consciousness fell asleep completely, and his whole body was manipulated by another "consciousness" in his body.

I am not the son of the sinners, I am the son of the dragon!

Taste the wrath of the dragon!