Chapter 1097

Ningzheyan said this sentence, it's not cangchu's feeling when he came here!

He thought it was big, but there was no room for him.

He doesn't belong here, but he can't go back.

Once he wanted to help mujin and Wei iris change their separation fate, and then raise dashu'er, but after all this was done, he felt that his life in this world was really meaningless.

He doesn't know what he lives for every day? And why live?

In recent years, he has met so many people, but even if those people are in front of him, he still feels that there is a gap that can never be crossed between mountains and rivers.

He didn't even dare to show people his real face and his real name. He couldn't say who he was, where he came from and where his hometown was.

Because there is another cangchu in this world, which should exist in this world.

For a time, he was like a mouse that could only hide in a dark and remote corner, for fear that others would find him.

In the last life, he was so familiar with people, but in this life, he could not get close to them, or even dare not let them find themselves.

"You are much better than me now." Cang Chu frowned and pondered for a long time, and finally said heavily.

"So we, a lonely family, can only make do as a companion. We can't say that we can support each other or encourage each other. But it's OK to talk to each other and relieve boredom." There is no place to go, but cangchu doesn't know where to hold him.

So they two lonely people, then together, say a word.

Cangchu looks at Ning zheyan's beautiful and enchanting face. The relationship between him and Ning zheyan in the last life was entirely due to Wei iris. But in this life, they actually walked together because of loneliness and helplessness.

Ning Fuyan is right. They can't be close friends, but it's OK to talk and talk.

"I've lived here for two years, I'm used to it, and I don't want to leave." Cangchu's words are very clear. He will not leave here. He wants to be a silent, outsider of the villagers.

Moreover, he even chose his own cemetery. In a few days, he was thinking about beating a coffin. After a hundred years, he was buried in the mountains and forests without being disturbed by anyone. As for what was to be written on the tombstone, he had never thought about it.

Cangchu thought of this, but smiled, he even dare not use his identity after death.

Rather fold Yan to understand the meaning of cangchu this sentence, Yan Hong's lip corners without trace Yang: "well, then I'll adapt here."

He hid so many silver coins outside, and kept them for a good time. However, he came here to eat such rough noodles and hard to swallow vegetables, and lived in a worse environment than his pet.

Unless his brain doesn't work!

"Well, since you want to stay, let's make three rules." Cangchu looked at Ning zheyan's face and said, "he has so much silver. Even if he takes a few hundred Liang, it will be enough for him to live a life in this village without worry.

"In a word, cangchu has only one key point. He wants to live his life in peace and tranquility. The more unknown he is, the better. And ningfuyan should be like him.

Ning Fuyan yawned, then stretched out, nodded, and looked at the outside sky that was not fully lit up: "OK, listen to you, I'll go back to the house to sleep now."

Said rather fold Yan and then turned back to the house, but did not forget to command: "but you are not allowed to go hunting, you have to cook for me at noon, and, if you have time, as soon as possible to rush out a bed, this bed is too small, we sleep together too crowded, my house, I am willing to not be able to build two days a day."

Ning fold Yan said, people have been lying on the bed, there is still more warmth in the bed, although sleeping is still uncomfortable, but also feel able to have this touch of warm comfort in this cold winter, it is very good.

Cangchu did not know when he also came into the room, leaning on the door frame. The peach blossom eyes were sharp and cold at this time, staring at Ning Fuyan.

Ningfuyan just closed his eyes and felt that there was a chill wind blowing on his face, making him uncomfortable.

Opening his eyes, he saw cangchu looking at himself with that kind of powerful eye light. He would rather break his face. These days, cangchu's eye light is like the most ordinary Lake in the world. It has lost all the light and sharpness. It's flat and light. Even the wind can't bring a ripple.

But at this time, Ning Fuyan knows that even the most common river can drown people.

"Why are you looking at me like this?" Ning fold Yan shrinks into the quilt. Ning fold Yan doesn't forget that cangchu is also full of bad water, but he looks more serious.

"I'm thinking that if I sell you to grandma, I don't know how much money I can sell you." Although Cang Chu's spoken language is light, the strength in the words makes Ning Fuyan shiver in the quilt.

"Ha ha..." It's just a grandma.

"Of course, before selling you, you should first discard your internal power and pick out your tendons. In this way, you can neither use lightness skill, nor use poison or needle. Of course, you are not required to work. Anyway, you are the first-class Huakui in any brothel. Even if they sell them to be concubines, they will also be served by servant girls. " Cang Chu said slowly, in a very steady tone, and the expression on his face didn't seem to be random.

"Cangchu, aren't you so cruel?"

"By the way, I need to give you some dumb medicine to save your mouth from talking."

Ning fold Yan immediately covers his mouth, because he knows cangchu can really do it.

Compared with Yin and ruthless, cangchu is not worse than him.