Taoist Quick Wear

Yin Siting followed Liu Saner into a car, and was later blindfolded and gagged. There were some who took advantage of her, but Liu Saner said that in the East, this was very important for women. If she lost her chastity, her husband would abandon her, and Yin Siting would lose her value. This saved Yin Siting.

Liu Saner couldn't tell whether it was because he hated others bullying women or because Yin Siting had taken off her pearl earrings and threw them at him when he was starving and cold and picking up biscuits from the cracks of bricks.

She was still young and innocent at that time, and was scolded by Master Yin for the pearl earrings. I vaguely remember that it was, Cuicui, why do you care about that dirty thing.

She must have forgotten it completely.

But Liu Saner couldn't bear to pawn the earrings.

Every time he saw Yin Siting, Liu Saner would think of his sister. Her original name was Zhaodi when she was at home, but she could not be found later, after all, there were so many girls named Zhaodi in the world.

The two siblings were separated for many years, and when they recognized each other again, everything had changed. Later, Liu Saner realized that Zhaodi was not lost, but was sold to someone else as a child bride by her family. She was Mrs. Liu who sold antiques to the Japanese. After the fall of Northeast China, Wancheng was very resistant to the Japanese. His sister did not have children, was driven out by her husband's family, was bullied, and was picked up by Liu Saner. She died of illness in a few days.

They undoubtedly have similar characteristics.

It is probably a special beauty interwoven with the old and the new, and it will always retain the imprint of the old times and cannot be completely separated from it.

In the past, Liu Saner was servile, smiled at people, and did not get up early without profit. He could barely make a living and occasionally go to Ruiyuanlou for a meal. Since his sister died, it seems that something is different.

He is just a joke.

There are so many people in the world, and I am just a tiny insect in this world. I can do my best. It is enough.

Yin Siting was not afraid, but she did not shed a tear. No one spoke, she was waiting for the end.

Will she be forced to ask for information? She didn't know anything.

Will she be used to threaten Si Qingheng? It was a little funny.

Yin Siting was later carried up. Her posture was very uncomfortable. It seemed that she was walking on a difficult road, but it passed quickly.

She heard several people talking in Japanese, saying that the reserve troops would be in place soon, when to start the raid on Wancheng, and who was their own inside and could help.

No one thought that Si Qingheng's wife, who lived in seclusion and lived in the mansion for a long time, was fluent in Japanese, so no one guarded against her.

After those people finished talking, one of them pulled off her blindfold.

For a moment, she was a little surprised.

No one had ever treated her badly.

The young lady raised in luxurious clothes and delicious food was as warm and bright as a pearl. Even though she has lost a lot of weight recently because of worrying about her children, it does not affect her beauty, but adds some frail and delicate style. And it just so happens that Japanese people like this kind of taste.

Delicate, melancholy, fragile and ephemeral, like a cherry blossom.

"Oriental women are as beautiful as porcelain and works of art."

A middle-aged man exclaimed with shining eyes.

"But they are also very fragile." Another man lifted Yin Siting's chin and gently stroked it. While speaking, the force unconsciously increased, and his eyes became much hotter.

"When I think of her as Si's wife, it feels very different."

"Please don't do anything to her. Si is an infatuated man. He only has this one wife. If there is any trace left, she will be an unclean item and no longer precious." The slightly younger man was elegant and gentle, wearing glasses, and looked meticulous and patient.

The man who lifted Yin Siting's chin suddenly became impatient and threw Yin Siting back, causing her to fall to the ground.

"She didn't cry or scream, it's very different."

"She is Si's wife."

Yin Siting didn't say anything, just hunched over, looking scared, but trying to stay calm, that look was indeed touching.

"You know something, tell us, we can treat you like a friend."

"It would be a great blessing if Si could become our companion."

The gentle young man said it in a gentle voice, and seeing Yin Siting's bewildered face, he said it again in Chinese.

He pronounced his words clearly, spoke in a rhythmic manner, which was not natural at all, and seemed a little too straight.

No matter how Yin Siting looked at him, she felt that he was disgusting.

No matter how much Si Qingheng had gone too far in the past, she felt that Si Qingheng was a powerful person in her heart. She was afraid, but she couldn't find any bad points. At this time, looking at this Japanese, she only felt hypocritical, artificial, and disgusting.

"I don't know." Yin Siting's tone was flat, and there was a bit of numbness and dullness of dying.

Anyway, you can't escape death, so love it as you like.

Yin Siting didn't hear a word of what the other party said afterwards.

She was locked up, and those people didn't search her body.

It seemed that they went to negotiate with Si Qingheng...

Not long after, Liu Saner came in and persuaded her to eat, to calm down first, and then do something else.

Yin Siting glanced at him coldly, and had no appetite at all.

I'm going to die, how can I eat?

"Wait, come here." Yin Siting called Liu Saner, asked him to listen, and said a few words.

When Liu Saner went outside, he was interrogated as expected. He just smiled obscurely and whispered something, and immediately there was laughter one after another.

Not long after, someone sent a urinal into the room where Yin Siting was staying. Yin Siting was a little speechless. She didn't expect Liu Saner to use this as an excuse.

I don’t know if Liu San’er will send the message out.

She sat on the bed, pulled down the bed curtain, and pulled out the short dagger that had been hidden on the inside of her thigh. This was given by Si Qingheng.

She looked at the light and flexible dagger again, grasped the handle and stabbed it into her heart.

It hurts so much.

At that moment, she almost screamed, but she forced herself to hold it back and didn’t make a sound.

It seemed like something was breaking.

She saw a cocoon in the endless darkness. When the dagger pierced, a butterfly with gorgeous and light wings broke out of the cocoon, fluttered up, and turned into countless points of light.

Before people die, they will look back on their previous lives, but her previous life was really messy and there was nothing to look back on. She has always been a chess piece and had no choice. And now, she can finally choose to end such a life. It’s not an object with any use, but a person.

It seems that everyone who is her can live better than her.

There was a voice calling "Cuicui", she opened her eyes and saw a parrot.

It was a gift from Si Qingheng on a birthday. It was beautiful and impressive. She liked it very much. She hung it under the eaves and talked to it every day. Later, Commander Yin was in a bad mood and was annoyed by it when he passed by, so he broke the bird's neck.

At first, it was not dead, but was barely alive. It was definitely impossible to save it. She could only wipe her tears and watch it get colder little by little. Si Qingheng asked her if she wanted another one, but Yin Siting refused. Later, he never gave her a living thing again.

She was not as timid as she was later. Since the parrot in the cage died, she has been extremely timid and dared not speak loudly. It seemed that it was not the parrot that died, but "Cui Cui".

It turned out that I had died since then.

Yin Siting opened her eyes and stared at the top of the tent.

Later, I occasionally lived and died, and now is here in the blink of an eye.

It seems that I am almost alive again.

The moment I picked up the dagger with my own hands, the feeling of being alive was so real.

I really want to live once...

I really want to see the world outside Wancheng, I really want to see the tall coconut trees in the south, I really want to see the big fish jumping in the sea, I really want to float in the endless starry sky...

When Liu Saner entered the door again, he only saw Yin Siting's body, which was still warm. She still had a smile on her face, as if she had a beautiful dream.

Liu Saner looked normal, holding the pearl earrings in his palm tightly, without saying a word, staring at her for a long time.

She was still young, only in her twenties.

I can't imagine her with white hair in the future.

He also wanted to say some soft words to her, let her give in temporarily, and marry him in the future. Although he is not as good as Si Qingheng, he will treat her well.

When Si Qingheng ordered the siege again, he found a head hanging at the gate of the other side.

It was getting closer and clearer.

It was Yin Siting!

I can't say how heartbroken I am.

It was the kind of surprise after an acquaintance suddenly died, like a string suddenly broke...

We should have sent them away earlier.

"Si Jun, your wife committed suicide. We are very sorry. If you are willing to surrender, we will forgive you for the past and give you a more beautiful and perfect wife. If you are still stubborn, you will be like her, with your head hanging at the city gate until you are completely corrupted."

An interpreter shouted over there with a loudspeaker.

Si Qingheng shouted back--

"Fuck your uncle!"

The interpreter on the other side suddenly felt a little confused and didn't know how to express it in Japanese. In the end, he chose English as a compromise:

"Taijun, youruncleisbeautiful!"

Although there was a large error in the translation, it still successfully played a provocative role.

The troops under Si Qingheng followed his steps and greeted the relatives of the other party's family. With the emperor as the center and the uncle as the radius, they began to praise crazily. Later, they felt that this was not enough, and even the emperor's father and ancestors were not spared. The sound of cursing mixed with the sound of gunfire made people laugh.

The shells roared, dust filled the sky, and broken limbs and bodies were everywhere. Except for perverts, no one likes this scene. Choking smoke and warm blood, Si Qingheng led the charge and was always at the forefront.

At this time, there was still some time before the enemy's support.

Si Qingheng's desperate fighting style quickly made the enemy wary. Anyway, they had a way to retreat, but Si Qingheng did not.

Si Qingheng captured another city.

This was the last madness, a bite before death.

He walked all the way to the city gate and fired a shot at the rope hanging Yin Siting's head.

Her head fell, and Si Qingheng suddenly tore open his clothes and caught her head with the clothes on his chest.

Touching that gentle and peaceful smile, Si Qingheng's eyes were dry, but he could no longer shed tears.

I'm sorry...

He carefully wrapped her head with his coat and placed her near the city wall. After the battle, if he didn't die, he would find her body and find a Feng Shui treasure land to bury her together. If he dies, we will all turn to dust here together.

The moon is as bright as a mirror tonight, and the wind is gentle, shining on the dilapidated buildings, with a strange soothing power.

Since ancient times, this nation has had an indescribable preference and obsession with land. They can accept internal fighting among their own people, but once someone else takes away a little, they feel more uncomfortable than cutting their own flesh.

Even if Si Qingheng captures this city, there is no way to defend it.

In the eyes of foreigners, the East is only full of opium addicts, weak governments, and armies that cannot win battles.

Let's start the change from me...

Let the cannons of Wancheng sound and wake up those who pretend to sleep.

As long as I live, I will not let an inch of land be lost. Someone must stand up and sacrifice. I am no more than others. I am just an ordinary person, just one of the living beings, like other people who died in battle, and there is nothing noble about me.

Si Qingheng stood on the top of the city, looking at the tired soldiers, looking at the shells and gun holes everywhere, and took a deep breath.

The thick smoke choked his throat, the smell of blood mixed in it, and the smell of burnt flesh and blood. This breath penetrated the internal organs, penetrated the bone marrow and blood, and rushed endlessly. Finally, it rushed into the heart and turned into its vigorous and bursting power.

Born and raised here, sleeping here forever, and dying here.

After a short rest, the Japanese army launched another counterattack.

Si Qingheng held the gun tightly in his hand and locked the enemy who rushed in. Even if he had good marksmanship, he could not resist the offensive of the crowd.

As the attack became more and more fierce, he calmed down and clenched his teeth. Suddenly, a man rushed out from his side and quickly used the cover to set up a machine gun, firing everywhere, which greatly relieved the pressure around him.

Si Qingheng looked carefully and saw that it was Si Qingyan who was squinting and firing with a machine gun. No matter how good his mentality was, he couldn't help cursing at this moment.

"Fuck!"