I hurriedly wiped my tears at Brother Rat who suddenly became fragile. He was still grinning, and tears flowed out like the faucet that had turned on the gate.

"Xiao Juan'er won't open the door for me..." He grabbed the rag in my hand and wiped his face randomly, saying to me: "She said I'm not her man."

I didn't know how to answer his words at once. Should I just expose him or follow his chaotic thinking?

"Brother Mouse, please take a break and don't think about opening the door." The weird man tied the towel on his face with a rubber band, freed up his hand to press his temple, "Whatever the woman said about you, you must be a good man anyway!"

The mouse grabbed the weirdo's hand and burst out laughing again: "Guess who am I?"

It was broken and he started asking such questions again, and his mind was about to break down!

"You are Wang Hao, you are not Wang Liang." The weirdo answered him directly with a calm and calm attitude.

And he continued calmly, "What you said is exactly the same as Xiaojuaner. We were born from a womb, and we looked no different. Even I couldn't tell it myself. How did you find out?"

The mouse's eyes glanced at us and stayed on my face.

I was a little scared, so I had to deal with it casually: "Because...because you are more handsome than him!"

"Because you won't hurt others." The weird man pushed me away, blocking the mouse's aggressive gaze, and taking over the slap.

"I cut off his legs."

"That's because he wanted your life."

"I've gotten into his wife."

"Because you love her, you don't want to make her sad. You even hope that Wang Hao is the one she needs in Penglai. You are the Wang Liang she needs."

I was really surprised. The weird guy who has always been stupid can actually say such skillful words to guide the mouse?

"I... I ruined everything, my home, Xiaojuan'er's home, my brothers' home..." Brother Mouse's expression was extremely tired. He buried his face between his knees, slapped tears, and murmured, "I didn't mean it. I'm too scared. Don't target me, stop scolding me, killing me, tie me up... Didn't you become sworn brothers together before going to sea..."

Recalling Wang Liang's description before his death, and continuing to listen to Brother Mouse's muttering, I seemed to have relived his memory and saw the scene he was most afraid of: in the Red Gold Tower, he invited a group of brothers outside the city who went out to sea to come in as a guest. He was busy organizing, and the little demon boy ran around behind its butt.

He was very proud, thinking that he could use the identity of the Eastern Prince to show off his pride to his brothers, but he did not notice the conspiracy and jealousy in their eyes. He drank glass after glass, chattering and showing off everything the owner of the Quiet City had. He felt that with his own status, he could lead these sworn brothers to live a comfortable life.

He was drunk, and he leaned lazily on the dragon throne, introducing to everyone the big blue bird dedicated to the East Prince. He spitted everywhere and told a beautiful future, but suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck, and someone stabbed him and pushed him off the dragon throne.

The man behind him sneered in front of him with a knife covered in blood. His face looked exactly like himself.

The mouse was pillowing in his pool of blood, feeling that everything he had just experienced was just a nightmare. He invited the brothers who were drinking to laugh wildly and took turns to sit on the dragon throne. Then, their smiles froze. Every selfish person would not compromise on the issue of ownership of interests. Soon, they took out their knives and wrestled with each other.

The mouse wanted to get up to stop it, but his strength was only enough to squeeze out the blood and tears in his body. Looking at the brothers who had vowed to share blessings and difficulties fell under the swords of their own people, or withered in the magic of the blue bird mask, his body temperature and heart gradually cooled down.

He saw their faces clearly, and he also saw how his brother's face was covered in ferociousness, and without drying his dirty hands stained with blood, he reached towards the three-legged bluebird.

Master Dong squatted over and hugged the mouse's trembling shoulder.

After he provided him with a strong support that he could absolutely trust and rely on, the mouse relaxed and breathed a sigh of relief, and his voice gradually became smaller. His eyes were staring at the glowing ground with a hollow look, not even blinking.

Although he didn't say it, I think the tragedy of brothers killing should end up with the little demon boy.

Maybe at the beginning of the party, he was coaxed to take a nap by rats, and the insidious guys didn't take such a small child seriously at all.

The little demon boy grew up after being taken care of by rats. When he found that his stepfather was cut down in a pool of blood by someone else, when he saw the dirty hands of the idle people outside the city reaching towards the seat of the Dongwanggong, something inherent in his blood and what the blue bird mask brought to him must have prompted the child to explode.

When I thought of that little man, I felt very sad. The extreme cold-blooded and violent he showed in the city was probably brought to Penglai to waste and forced him out.

I don’t know how many years it will take for my little tail to take over his position. I think at that time, the little demon boy can finally put down his burden and come here to retire from Yu Yuan! I fantasized about meeting him for a long time and a long time, and eagerly wanted to push the door opposite the flower field, hoping that he would wait there, and said to me "Go again, see you" with a smile and no smile.

Although the appearance of Xiao Juaner was an accident, the illusion brought by the poppy field would be imprinted in his mind. Now the mouse can no longer forget the relationship between Wang Liang and Xiao Juan, so his brain that he chose to remember could no longer hide anything. He could only break up the fragments of memory that had finally been put together, and flipped through the bloody facts to show him clearly.

I think although mouse has a very ruthless temper, he is a kind person. His twin brother's knife hit him, and in the end he just took Wang Liang's legs.

How lonely and sad was he when he rode on the wings of a blue bird to leave Penglai with scars all over his heart and body?

This poppy field is cruel, and it drags the rat out of the self-protection of memory. From this moment on, the scene of his brothers cleaning up the red gold pavilion is about to accompany his life.

I stood up and looked at Lin Zheyu's lonely corpse, feeling sad and mixed emotions.

This is a kind of compassion for him.

We have been together for so long, but no one on the team has seen him laugh from the bottom of his heart. Now the corners of his mouth are slightly raised. I think he must be happy and peaceful before he dies.

Let his life still in this brilliant sea of ​​flowers, let his soul only see Mrs. Lin's smile, this is a gentle death.

"Or why I'll carry the doctor's body back first. It's not a big deal to keep it there. We don't know when we can continue moving forward. Can he unlock the lock in this state..." The little prince stood up and put his hand in front of Brother Mouse's eyes tentatively and shook it twice. As a result, Mouse still stared at the ground with no reaction.

I asked worriedly: "Does it be that if you stay in the flower field for too long, it will damage our bodies? The potion on this towel can remind the mind not to have illusions, but quantitative change will lead to qualitative change. It is not good to absorb too much air here, right?"

Master Dong put a blanket on the mouse and whispered: "I have never heard of poppy that can kill people... But mouse's soul will not come back for a while. We really have to wait a little longer."

"I only know that after being addicted to opium, my body will become weaker and weaker, and in the end, it seems that people die of functional failure?"

"I don't think Lin Zheyu looks like he died of exhaustion, and he has no scars on his body. Could it be... he died of poppy poisoning?" Master Dong tightened his nose and speculated.

I scratched my head and asked, "Does poppy contain poison? But poisoning should also be manifested. He did not have any blue face or bleeding from seven orifices!"

Our eyes turned to Gao Xiaoya. She is a doctor after all, so she is more capable than us, right?

She met our eyes and paused, suddenly she glared and pulled out the medical bag and fucked her wildly. As a result, she couldn't find anything for a long time. She jumped and jumped, so she simply ran towards Huatian again!

Donghuang was startled and reached out to hold her: "My God... why are you going crazy again!"

"He is not dead yet!" Gao Xiaoya turned around suddenly, grinning and laughing, "Momorphine! He is overdose of morphine! The toxicity contained in poppy is morphine!"

"morphine……"

The Prince of Ice and Snow repeated the sentence. He lowered his head and thought for a while, lifted up his backpack, took out a small box from it, and spoke to Ermaozi a bird song.

"That Gao Xiaoya!" Ermao stood up in shock, and she pointed and directed, "You cover your mouth and nose with a towel and prepare the syringe!"

Prince Ice and Snow opened the box and took out one from a row of small glass bottles. He adjusted the gas mask, cooperated with Gao Xiaoya to suck the liquid inside into the syringe, and then rushed towards Lin Zheyu's body as if flying!

We were all stunned. Master Dong picked up the abandoned glass bottle on the ground and looked at the light at the bottom of the sea. It was a bottle of injection, and the white label on it said:

nalorphine.
Chapter completed!