Gabriele Propst - The Adventures of Red Parrots

The horses and horses are not the sea dragon king, and the things in the Seven Seas Villa are not moving.

He did not come to rob him, he came to kill.

When he came, he was not sure, but even if he tried his life, he could not let this wicked person live.

The girl is still crying in the carriage.

He was outside in the carriage, until she cried a little, he asked outside the prison: "Where do you want to go?"

The girl shed tears and did not speak.

Wang Fengdao: "Where is your home?"

The girl finally said: "I... I won't go back."

Wang Fengdao: "Why?"

The girl said: "I have already booked a pro, now I go back, they will not want me, what other faces do I have?"

When I cried, I suddenly slammed into the car and stretched out the arm of Wang Feng: "I will go back with you, be your slave, be your hoe, I

Willingly..."

Wang Feng sneered and said: "You go with me? Do you know where I am going?"

The girl said: "Where you go, I will follow you."

Wang Feng was cold and cold, said: "Unfortunately, I have nowhere to go."

The girl asked: "You have not?"

The girl looked at him and looked at his dead face, filled with pity and sympathy.

She suddenly found out that this person was as pitiful as herself.

Wang Feng did not look at her, and suddenly took a few silver coins from her body and threw them into the carriage.

This is enough for her to live for a long time.

The girl said: "You... what do you mean?"

Wang Fengdao: "This means that from now on, you are leaving you, I am leaving me."

The girl said: "Where can I go?"

Wang Fengdao: "Where you go, it doesn't matter to me."

He said to leave and leave.

The girl shouted in tears: "Your heart is so embarrassing, so hard?..."

Wang Feng did not look back.

He has already gone far and far, and he can't hear the sound of the carriage, and he can't hear the cry of the girl.

The sun is shining.

His dead gray face seems to be shining, as if it were tears.

Why do people who are heartbroken and do not want to shed tears?

Dusk.

At noon he began to drink, drink the worst wine, and is the strongest wine.

Now he is drunk.

He rushed out of the dilapidated wine shop and rushed out of the dark alley, pulling the old man of the squirrel: "Let me find a woman, look for

Two, whatever kind of woman can do, as long as it is alive. ”

He found two.

Two women who are almost no longer like women, the whip of life has whipped them into adulthood.

Then he began to vomit on the dirty and broken wooden bed, and almost all the bitter water spit out.

Then he went to find another drink.

At this time, the night was already deep. The pedestrians were no longer visible on the street, and the lights were more degraded.

In the fine weather, it suddenly became dark at dusk, and there was no moon and no stars.

The horrible night is shrouded in the horrible land.

He stumbled and staggered, not knowing how long he had gone, and he didn't know where he had gone.

He doesn't care wherever he goes.

The night is more gloomy, the wind is colder, and the distance is high and low, and it is actually a grave.

Suddenly, something flew up from the grave - it was a bird.

A bird with a bell on its neck, the ringing is weird and strange, it seems to be the soul of the person.

Wang Feng rushed over and wanted to catch it. This bird has already flown far away.

The ringtone is also far away.

There was another white-haired, dry, short white old man in the cemetery. His body was weak, as if he would always

It was blown away by the wind, and it seems to be blown by the wind.

In fact, Wang Feng did not see how he came from.

The place where he appeared was a grave.

His people are standing in the village.

A brand new coffin with gold beads for funeral, but no dead.

How did the dead stand up?

Wang Feng is blinking.

He wants to see if he is blind or not. Is it wrong?

He did not read it wrong.

There was indeed a white-haired old man standing in front of him.

Wang Feng smiled.

He was not afraid at all, but could not help but ask: "Are you a ghost?"

The old man shook his head.

Wang Fengdao: "Are you a living person?"

The old man shook his head again.

Wang Fengdao: "What are you?"

The old man said: "I am a dead person."

Wang Fengdao: "You are a dead man, but not a ghost?"

The old man said: "I just died, have not become a ghost," Wang Fengdao: "You just died? How did you die?"

The old man said: "Someone killed me."

Wang Fengdao: "Who is harmful?"

The old man said: "You."

The grass on the grave had been yellow, and the wind ran up, sat down on the knees and stared at the old man.

Though his eyes are very large, although he has been watching for a long time, he still does not see it clearly.

The old man's face was as if there was a layer of fog. It is said that the person who just died, there will be a kind of dead face on his face, it seems like

Fog.

Wang Feng sighed and said: "It looks like you are really a dead person."

The old man said: "It was."

Wang Fengdao: "There is no other person here. It seems that I really killed you."

The old man said: "It was."

Wang Feng smiled bitterly: "It's just - how I killed you, even I don't know."

The old man said: "Of course you don't know, there are many things you don't know."

Wang Fengdao: "Can you tell me?"

The old man said: "You know something, it is not good for you, because..."

His face are more mysterious, and suddenly he closed his mouth and simply lie in the village.

Wang Feng still refused to give up, but also jumped off the grave, sitting on the edge of the coffin, and asked: "Why?"

The old man closed his eyes and closed his eyes.

Wang Fengdao: "Well, if you don't say, I will sit here and not go."

The old man sighed and sighed a few times and suddenly asked: "How old are you this year?"

Wang Fengdao: "Twenty-seven."

The old man said: "The 26-year-old can never know these things."

Wang Fengdao: "Why?"

The old man said: "Because what you want to know belongs to another world."

Wang Fengdao: "Is there another world?"

The old man said: "Yes!"

Wang Fengdao: "What world?"

The old man's face seems to be twisting. After a long time, he slowly said: "The ghost world of the demons."

He is very real. In this bleak and sinister autumn night, in this ruined grass, I think it is more real.

Wang Feng wanted to laugh, but the machine hit a cold.

The old man said: "If you know their secrets, maybe you will not live long."

He took the hand of Wang Feng.

His hands are cold, his voice is very gentle, and he said: "But you are only twenty-six this year, you can live at least thirty or forty.

Year. ”

This time Wang Feng laughed out.

The old man said: "Do you think I am lying?"

Wang Fengdao: "I know that you are not lying, but you are wrong."

The old man said: "What is wrong?"

Wang Feng suddenly opened the placket, revealing a strong and strong chest, and there was a small black spot on his heart.

He asked: "What do you think is this?"

The old man said: "It's a sly."

Wang Fengdao: "No."

The old man said: "It's a little black spot."

Wang Fengdao: "Not at all."

The old man looked at him and waited for him to explain.

Wang Fengdao: "This is a sign."

The old man said: "What mark?"

Wang Fengdao: "The mark of death." He himself explained: "Whoever has this mark, he said that his life is not him.

Your own. ”

The old man said: "How did this sign come?"

Wang Fengdao: "It was made by a hidden weapon called 'Desperate King's Needle'."