civilwarnovels Chapter 118
Chapter 118
The woman in the moon-white kimono was pressed on the bed by a man who was flowing in the air, he was like a reincarnation of a dying ghost, pulling the woman's clothes, the exquisite satin kimono, in his eyes are all obstructing existence, anxious to peel them off, just like peeling rice dumplings, no matter how many tricks, the real interest is always the glutinous rice and stuffing inside.
Suzu lay on her back on the bed, the disgust for the people on her body made her feel chest tight, so stuffy that she couldn't help coughing, at first coughing very shallowly, as the weight on her body increased, it made her feel that it became very difficult to breathe, and her lungs seemed to have a blade cutting, and she broke out in a cold sweat in pain.
The cough was louder, the man on the body lowered his head to kiss her, she turned her head sideways to dodge, the man frowned in protest, reached out and pinched her chin, forcing her to face him.
"I gave Naraku a lot of money, don't play tricks with me."
With that, he lowered his head....
Suzu looked at this face getting closer and closer to herself, the disgust in her heart was getting stronger and stronger, her breathing was blocked, she felt a fishy sweetness welling up in her throat, this fishy sweetness was more and more, more than it was all in her mouth, she couldn't help but cough, and heard the man on her body scream and fall down.
"You, you, you..." The man seemed to have seen a ghost, pointing his index finger at the bell and unable to say a complete sentence.
The dazed woman struggled to prop up her upper body, and saw camellias blooming on the moon-white kimono on her chest, red as blood, yes, it was the blood she coughed up.
Blood kept pouring out of Suzu's mouth, and she reached out to cover it, and when she looked again, her palm was red.
In the month since then, Naraku has not sent guests into this small room, the medicine is eaten, she is no longer a twelve-year-old girl, she has earned a lot of money for Naraku, she finally has the qualification to take medicine after being sick, Naraku is very willing to spend money on her, drinking the most expensive medicine, and looking forward to her getting better every day so that she can continue to make money for her.
Suzu took medicine for a long time, but there was no sign of getting better, in the long run, Naraku was also discouraged, only took some cheap medicine to hang her life, and turned to train new girls, the most important thing in Flower Street is beautiful girls, there is no reason why a bell falls, she will not do business.
The big countries look peaceful on the surface, but the small countries sandwiched between the big countries are constantly at war, and there are constantly fleeing people coming here, and those ordinary girls who lost their families in the war are mostly reduced to wandering girls.
In that dim and narrow room, the bell was like a plant that had lost its moisture, sick.
"It's really unwilling that this life will end like this..." She lay on her stomach by the window and opened the window a crack, and it was bright outside, and the sunlight shone through the gap and hit Suzu's face.
"I don't want to die yet, if I die, Lingxi will become a person again in this world..." The
sun was a little dazzling, she stretched out her hand to block her eyes, her skin was sickly pale, the purple blood vessels under the skin could be seen clearly, if someone passed by and looked up, they might be startled by her appearance.
Outside the door, there were several girls hurrying in the corridor, and Suzu clearly heard them say that the prince of the daimyo of the Night Country was coming to entertain distinguished guests here.
"I heard that distinguished guest is a very powerful ninja."
"Yes, yes, I heard that it is Lord Orochimaru among the three Shinobi."
"Really fake, I heard other guests say that Orochimaru is not keen on this kind of place, are you sure you are not mistaken?"
"No, I overheard it by eavesdropping on my mother's conversation with the messenger of the Night Country, it can't be wrong."
"Ah~ I heard that the big snake pill is very cruel, you won't be fascinated, hahahaha."
As several girls walked away, their conversations became blurred.
Orochimaru, Suzu still remembers this person, when was the last time I saw him, I don't remember exactly, I only remember that it was a winter, he was injured and shrunk in a certain house in the washing house to heal his wounds, and he was the one who served him to eat and live.
At the beginning, I once asked him a question, that is, what is the meaning of human life.
Orochimaru said that he has been looking for the meaning of life until now, but he has not found it for the time being, and if he finds it, he will definitely tell her.
He was dying and didn't find this meaning, so what about Lord Orochimaru, did he find it?
Suzu's eyes suddenly widened, she stood up shakily, rushed over and opened the door, just in time to see Naraku coming upstairs, Naraku was wearing a dark green kimono, and was still holding the tuan fan in her hand, and she naturally frowned when she saw the bloodless Suzu with her cape exuding a bloodless face.
"Get in, what does this look like!"
The arm was grabbed by Suzuichi, and Naraku shook his body in fright.
"Is Lord Orochimaru coming?"
"Huh?"
"I asked you, is Orochimaru-sama coming?"
"Ah, yes."
"Let me serve him, please, Mom."
Even if she is sick, Suzu is still the most beautiful girl here, there is no doubt about this, but...
"I'm still sick, how can you..."
"I can, I'll get dressed up and let me go, Mom."
Naraku looked at her suspiciously for a while, but she couldn't hold back the deep desire in the girl's eyes, this face should not be able to see the sick face if she drew it well, she thought.
So, nod.
Orochimaru arrived at the washing house three days later, and he sat at the table with the son of the daimyo of the Night Country, and the two of them talked about things that only they understood, and Suzu was the decoration of this banquet, the icing on the cake.
She put on her most solemn clothes, her fiery red kimono was embroidered with gold silk peonies, she wore a white face, painted heavy makeup, her head was vertically combed with a butterfly bun from Yokohogo, and a flower on her forehead was like a drop of blood, her beauty was thrilling.
Not far in front of the two, they danced in Chinese costumes and danced "Chongyang".
After dancing, Suzu knelt beside Orochimaru and poured wine for him.
"I haven't seen you for six years, Lord Orochimaru, don't come unharmed?"
Orochimaru narrowed his yellow animal-like eyes slightly to look at the woman, and after looking at it for a long time, he remembered that it was the child, so he laughed, with a little hoarse danger.
"Lord Orochimaru, six years have passed, can the question of that day be answered?"
The answer is still no, as long as you live long enough, you can always find the answer.
If you want to say disappointed, it is impossible to talk about it, Suzu smiled bitterly and said: "Lord Orochimaru said that as long as you live long enough, you can always find the answer, but I don't have a chance anymore."
Looking at her like that, the big snake pill suddenly thought of his experimental subjects, perhaps, you can also try it.
"If you can't live with this body, then let's change the way and ask for something, maybe this is also a meaning of life." You see, as long as you live long enough, you can always find some answers, and when you piece these answers together, you are infinitely close to the real answer. "
I'll
help you." He said.