Chapter 56 In the Mystery

Secret?

Is it about the secret of the whole conspiracy? Secrets related to yourself?

Mishu was eager to know the answer, but she didn't urge him. She just listened to him quietly.

"Isn't it ridiculous? A father can't wait for his own son to die early. My life... can't even compare with a secret."

Darwin's smile is very bitter, which makes people feel pain from the bottom of their hearts. Now Mishu believes in him completely. If there were doubts before, now this question has been answered.

He sighed deeply, as if this secret had been in his heart for a long time. Now that he has said it, he is much easier, but she doesn't know if it is Mishu's illusion. She seems to faintly see that there is a black fog on his forehead, which is very shallow. She wants to see it clearly, but it disappears.

"If it hadn't been for the magic doctor saying that I had been entangled with the disease for many years, even if I could be lucky enough to pick up a life every time and be eroded by the disease all day long, my internal organs would have been greatly damaged every time, and I was destined not to live to be 22 years old."

He paused and looked at Mishu, "I'm 22 years old this year."

Mi Shu was stunned and didn't know what to say. There was a burst of depression in her heart. After all, people are still fragile creatures. No matter how powerful they are, no matter how noble they are, they can't resist fate. They can't resist the life and death book that no one can tamper with in the king of hell. However, what's better than knowing themselves Is it more terrible to wait for death to come?

What kind of despair it should be.

"Really... there's nothing we can do?" Mishu asked gently and didn't know what she could do.

Daniel shook his head,

"Before the age of nine, my father once looked for magic doctors all over the world and offered a reward for people who could cure my illness, but there were many people who came to see me. Have you tried all kinds of strange folk prescriptions, but no one can eradicate my disease and can only maintain a limited life."

He sighed, his eyes were slightly moist, and he raised his head, as if he tried his best to use a calm voice, but he still did not hide the sadness deep into the bone marrow.

"In fact, if life can come back, I really would rather not have naughty trespassing into my father's study at the age of nine, not to see the book, and not know the secret, then I can still enjoy my father's love. Even if I know that I won't live long, it doesn't matter, but... But everything is on that day After the change, my father never smiled at me again, and no longer looked for a way to change my fate for me. He even began to intentionally or unintentionally began to blame me for bringing bad luck and affecting the majesty of the magic palace.

How can a nine-year-old child accept this fact, how can he accept such a change, and how can he accept such a mean accusation?

However, he accidentally broke into the study and deprived a child of all his love. This demon is too cruel and inhuman.

Daniel's face was a little pale. Mishu worriedly asked him if it was okay or not. He waved his hand to signal that it was okay. "I have ordered that no one can come in."

He just took out a small medicine bottle, took a few pills, took a sip of water, and continued to talk,

"Since then, my personality has become more and more remote. I don't want to laugh or even speak. I lock myself in the room all day and slowly like reading and painting. Every time I draw, I can feel calm, calm down, and devote myself seriously. Only when I draw can I feel it. Feeling that I am not a lonely person, I feel that I am not useless and only waste human, material and financial resources, so that I can temporarily release or forget the depression and depression in my heart. Originally, I did think that instead of living so lingering that no one cares, it would be better to give up treatment and give up rescuing a hundred people. This is also to make Dad completely relieved, but the more sad I think about it, the more unwilling I am. Why did Dad do this to me? Doesn't he know that even if I know his secret, I am his Son, he is my favorite father. I will keep a secret for him no matter what, but he wants to do this to me. My mentality began to distort. I think since he doesn't believe me so much, why don't I just keep this reputation? So I began to plan and began to study the secret. For so many years, I just waited for this day..."

His eyes were full of red blood, which was full of a pathology that he didn't even notice. Mishu couldn't help but be terrified. The hatred caused by love is probably the most powerful hatred in the world. I'm afraid all this is something that the devil never dreamed of.

"If it hadn't been for my fate to live no more than 22 years old," Daniel's eyes moved to Mishu, with a resolute Xiao killing, "My father, would have killed me by himself."

Mishu's eyes widened with some unbelievable hysteria, "How can it be! You are his flesh and blood!"

Daniel smiled, as if laughing at Mishu and himself. At this time, his face was pale, and the black fog seemed to be getting deeper and deeper. Now he is not the gentle and sick Lord Beibo at all. His red blood-filled eyes are disgusting and distressing.

"Fatal flesh and blood? Compared with his ambition and unseemity, what is his flesh and blood? A generation of demons, who have been in a high position for a long time and enjoy the worship of the people of the whole country, their minds will be slowly confused by power, their ambitions will become bigger and bigger, and they will never be satisfied. They will keep everything they have at all costs, regardless of everything.

Mishu is an ordinary person, the most ordinary person living at the bottom of society. The big man who has been in a high position for a long time has always been far away from her, but she guesses that this must be the same as not being corrupt without officials. Just like the emperors of ancient China, as long as he is a little ambitious, he will look for it at all costs. To the elixir of immortality.

But people will eventually die. No matter how powerful and rich they are, they can't bring it to the coffin. One day, the throne of the demon master will be handed over to others, so what on earth is he cling to?

Mishu asked a little tiredly,

"So, what is the devil so desperate for?"

Daniel smiled mysteriously and did not answer the question,

"Do you know that my Rasha country is destined not to have a long life because of the black magic inherited from its ancestors for generations?"

Is there such a thing? She didn't know. No wonder the slightly older man of Rasha was obviously a middle-aged man who was put on the earth, but his temples were white and old. It turned out that for this reason, black magic was too cruel. From this point of view, he had to respond to that sentence that God has a good life.

Mishu's reaction has told him the answer, and he followed the guidance.

"Do you know how old the devil is now?"

The eldest daughter of the demon master has married and is about to give birth. I heard that Dongbo Anthony and Xibe Gasil are both 25 years old in the same year, so the eldest daughter should be over 25 years old. The age of the magic planet and the earth is basically the same, so the demon master is at least 47 or more than 478. She said the answer she guessed. Daniel shook his head and stretched out his finger. Mishu was surprised.

"Fifty years old?" Mo Zun's face looks very rosy, and there is no one who is about to be grounded at all.

Daniel shook his head and said, "It's 55 years old. There are basically few people at the age of 55. Generally, the longest order of the Rasha people is only 50 years old. Only some people who have little desire to use magic and basically only a little blood can live to more than 50 years old, and the higher the magic attainment, he The life expectancy is also shorter. The previous generation of demons, that is, the father of demons, can only live to 40 years old even if they eat all the expensive supplements in the world.

Mishu was a little surprised. In this way, the probability of three generations of Rasha is very slim, so he doesn't even have the concept of his grandfather.

However, Mishu knew that the key problem of this sentence was the reason why the demon can live to such an "old age". She guessed that since he could be embraced as a demon by the people of the whole country, he could not be a junior scholar of black magic. With his unpredictable appearance, it seems that he can kill people with momentum alone. The strange aura should not be "longevity" for this reason.

Mishu asked him very cooperatively, "So, why can the devil still maintain such a red face?"

Daniel obviously appreciates Mishu's very good questions, and it's really easy to talk to smart people.

"Since the day I decided to take revenge on him, I have begun to investigate secretly. I have not only studied the secret that inadvertently destroyed my childhood and the relationship between father and son, but also secretly paid attention to my father's movements and movements. I have been secretly cultivating hidden stakes, which is something that no one but me does not know. , even my suspicious father didn't notice it at all. Those hidden piles are all dead men who have followed me to be loyal to me for many years. They are absolutely only loyal to me. They visit openly and secretly, coupled with my seemingly unintentional but deliberately secretly, but even so carefully arranged and The watertight strategy still made me investigate for four or five years without being able to enter. Finally, last month, I finally learned that the demon master's long life is always rosy and has no reason to be old-fashioned.

Daniel was quite excited, and his pupils dilated slightly. The story seemed to have reached the point, and Mi Shu's heart was unconsciously hung high, waiting carefully for his result.

"This discovery surprised me and even made me unacceptable for a long time. I had nightmares every night, dreaming of my father, who always put me around his neck and loved me, turned into a man-eating devil in his dream, which was extremely ferocious..."

His eyes lost color and scattered blankly, but clearly revealed fear. It seemed that the secret still frightened him. His fists clenched tightly and his bones were white, revealing the secret like a dream.

"He... cannibals!"

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I came back late today and couldn't wait to fall out. I still had the eyelids of the fight. I really couldn't stand it anymore. I will update it today.