Xiaosheng is not a nerd

She is the daughter of the Lu family of Fan Yang. She has had no worries about food and clothing since ancient times. She was selected by her master to enter the Taoist sect and practice martial arts. labor.

Her life was smooth but dull, so dull that she couldn't even remember why she got married.

Maybe the marriage of their famous lady is just a deal. She has also been deeply influenced by the people around her since she was a child. Those aunts and sisters...

But what is certain is that she will never marry because of love. She loves someone so much that she can't wait to become his wife. She feels proud and happy to have this identity.

Because she already knows what it's like to love someone deeply, it's a feeling of being truly alive, and it's a feeling of living in this world in vain.

But... it turns out that loving someone is so painful and painful, and it turns out that loving someone makes you want to just let them go.

He is dead, and she has no ambition to live. At this moment, she is no longer bound by those moral ethics and can let go of her emotions. She can finally think carefully and boldly.

There was a soft sound of water. Lu Yehua took the clothes out of the water. The dust had been washed away, but the blood stains still remained. Lu Yehua beat it with water a few times. The wounds on his fingers stung, but there was a feeling in his heart. feeling of happiness.

After scouring the water for a while, he beat the blood stained areas with his hands. After doing this several times, he wrung out the clothes and spread them on the rocks to dry.

It was already dark now, and it was an extremely dark moonless night.

Lu Yehua took off her clothes, and her son-in-law was not far from her, but she was not ashamed at all. She wished he could live to take a peek.

He casually soaked his clothes in water to wash out the dirt on them, then wrung them dry and dried them in the sun.

She entered the pool and took a shower. She rubbed her body with her hands as if touching the bark of a tree. Her skin was no longer as smooth and delicate as before, and she was no different from an old woman.

But there was no regret at all.

Lu Yehua didn't stay in the water for too long. Taking a bath was just a bath, washing away the dust and dirt on his body. It was neither a bath nor a pastime.

Naked, he squatted down next to Fu Xie and looked sideways at Fu Xie, who was also naked. He felt calm.

Even now, the relationship between her and Xie Fu was clean, and she suddenly felt that those ethics and morals were ridiculous. If the heart was dirty, even if she was wearing clothes, there would be an atmosphere of filth.

If the heart is pure, even if it is like this now, it will have a clear conscience, and the world can learn from it.

She likes him, not because of animal desire, but because she likes him, appreciates this person, appreciates this person, and admires this person.

Now that I think about it, this is not just one emotion. Friends, relatives, and close friends, the love between men and women is rather indifferent.

Even if there is, so what, as he said, everyone has a love for beauty and is moved by bright, warm and beautiful things. He is very attractive to women, and she is also a woman.

It has nothing to do with Xie Fu being her son-in-law. It doesn't matter whether she knows him or not, whether he is familiar with him or not.

Just like she especially likes magnolia. When she was a child, she saw the white flowers of magnolia for the first time and smelled the fragrance of magnolia for the first time. She fell in love with it until now.

The night wind was a bit cold and the naked Lu Yehua felt a bit cold, so he lay down and leaned next to the body: "You must be a bit cold too."

She was still a little cold, so she hugged Xie Fu with her arms. She didn't know if she felt at ease in her heart. She felt much warmer, and then she fell asleep with the corpse.

Xie Fu worked hard in the endless darkness, and this sense of futility made it easy for people to give up.

The biggest weakness of human beings is weak will, unlike flowing water that never tires of talking.

The idiom "drops of water penetrate a stone" is intended to warn those who give up halfway to persevere to the end.

Xie Fu remembered that a man who had been unconscious for many days finally came back to life. The doctor also praised how strong his will to survive was.

A simple sentence, but behind it is not simple. Too few people can truly be strong, and God has given great feedback to these two words. God is unyielding and man is unyielding. After countless attempts, Xie Fu finally used a piece of yarn to pull the heavy boulder.

That was his body, and his consciousness finally regained contact with his body.

He wanted to control this body, but it was unresponsive as if it was rotten and dead. It was as if he was poking a mountain with all his strength with a finger, but the mountain didn't move at all.

Am I really dead?

Although he had life veins and lived with divine veins to gain a god's body, Xie Fu had never had such an experience. His consciousness was still there but his body died.

Will I, who has the body of a god, die like this? As for the Shengmai in my body, isn’t it capable of bringing the dead back to life?

While thinking, Xie Fu was not anxious to control his body, but began to look inside his own body.

Soon I realized that the vitality veins in my body were still active like busy sparks. They were scattered in the broken meridians, and they were rebuilt bit by bit like creation.

Heaven and earth have their own magic, wounds can heal, meridians can also heal, but they need a special method. This is probably the password for heaven and earth to stay in the world.

This discovery made Xie Fu extremely excited. He was not dead yet. He was just injured too seriously and was as good as dead. Shengmai was making efforts, but this time he was injured too seriously and it would take time.

He made the right bet!

He was so excited that he became violent: "Damn you! My dear Xuantian, I have to kill you when I recover."

Lu Yehua was so tired that he fell into a long sleep, as if he wanted to sleep forever with the world.

Until I felt woken up by being poked with a stick.

When I opened my eyes and saw the stick pressed against my stomach, I was really startled, and then I was overjoyed: "Son-in-law, son-in-law..."

The man turned over and sat up, placed his hands on Xie Fu's body, shook him and shouted.

How could the corpse respond?

Lu Yehua calmed down and let go. The body fell straight down again, motionless.

Lu Yehua's expression was dull for a while, then he squatted down and touched it. He found that the body was cold and had no temperature, no pulse and no breathing. How could any miracle happen?

Feeling depressed, I glanced at him as he straightened the stick. The tentacles were still cold. Not only was this part stiff, but the entire body was stiff.

One day after death, the body becomes extremely stiff.

With his hope gone, Lu Yehua cried out, punched Xie Fu, and said angrily: "You're here to trick me into being happy again!"

Sadness struck again, and she lay on the body and sobbed again: "It would be great if you could survive."

It turns out that consciousness can also become tired. Xie Fu, whose consciousness was resting, suddenly heard the sound of sobbing and crying, and suddenly woke up: "Who is crying?"

He searched everywhere, but just like the first time, he could only hear the sound but could not trace its source.

Then he calmed down and felt the sound of crying.

Compared to when he just regained consciousness, his perception of the outside world was clearer. This voice seemed to be... the voice of his mother-in-law.

Mother-in-law is crying?

Why are you crying?

Could it be that you are crying for me?