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Chapter 944 His Dream and Her Departure
Chapter 944 His Dream and Her Departure
This time, Jing Shijialan slept too restlessly.
He went back to the night of blood eight years ago, his birthday.
Just now, the 12-year-old boy hugged his mother's body, and all the pain formed a blood clot, which piled up in his heart, so that his throat was covered with blood, and he couldn't even utter a moan.
But he still yelled silently, yelling heart-piercingly, and slashed his throat.
Then, his father, with all his strength, sealed him with Ku Zhuan.
At that time, Jing Shajialan realized that death is not the most vicious curse, but that it is not possible to die if you want to die.
Since then, every year, every day, and every moment, Jing Shajialan lived in fear, walking on thin ice.
From then on, Jing Shijialan no longer lived for himself.
Every year on his birthday, Jing Shajialan lived a particularly profound life.
But in the end, whether the heart-wrenching torture is more profound, or the fear of destroying the world is more profound, after all these years, Jing Shajialan has not been able to distinguish.
He only knew that if he was not careful, his birthday would be a memorial day for himself and the whole world.
On the day of Shengxuan Festival, Jing Shijialan was wrapped in seven or eight layers of gauze, activated his divine body, and accepted the worship of all people in Kunlun Mountain.
When he can still support it, he will smile and say a few words.
When he couldn't hold on at all, he would use all his strength, clenching his teeth, clenching his fists, and raising all his energy, to hold on to a demeanor that wasn't distorted.
At night, Jing Shijialan would lock himself in the Wugou Temple and keep everyone away.
He took off seven or eight layers of blood-soaked gauze, and when the last layer of gauze was removed, it was often skin and flesh.
Then, he tied himself to the bottom of the bath with four wrist-thick iron chains.
The bath is filled with melted ice from the top of Kunlun Mountains, which is also mixed with ice cubes.
The true God who accepts worship during the day, at this moment, is a trapped beast without dignity.
On the top of the Kunlun Mountains in the deep winter, the extremely cold melting water completely submerged Jing Shijialan.
Every inch of his skin seemed to be pierced by ice needles.
Only in this way, surrounded by extreme cold and tortured all the time, Jing Shijialan could barely pass out.
Before trying this for the first time, Jing Shijialan imagined that perhaps the stinging pain brought by the ice water could relieve the pain of bursting meridians and backflow of blood.
However, he soon became sober. There is no pain in the world that can compare to the pain caused by Ku Zhuan's seal.
The water is really cold.
It is so cold that all the cold pools in the world can be called hot springs.
Cold and cold, Jing Shijialan's body began to feel hot again.
That feeling was really tormenting. Although the subcutaneous bones were so cold that frost formed, the internal organs were scorching hot like being burned by fire.
In the extreme cold and extreme heat, Jing Shijialan could not help but struggle.
At that time, the entire temple will echo, the crisp sound of iron chains colliding.
Since suffering from the seal of Ku Zhuan for the first time, Jing Shijialan must have fallen into the glacier in every nightmare.
It's just that today's dream is extraordinarily real.
Jing Shijialan's will was trapped in a dream, but the pain in his body that split the meridian was very real.
Jing Shijialan was in too much pain.
When he wanted to groan with heart-piercing lungs, he realized that it had been eight years, and he had endured it for too long, no matter how painful it was, he couldn't yell anymore.
But soon, the feeling of shock gradually replaced the pain.
Because Jing Shijialan felt that the energy that should not exist in his body was being sucked away bit by bit.
Jing Shijialan couldn't see it, but he knew that this process must be quite difficult.
Because the power is not drawn away all at once, but intermittently, intermittently, and sometimes even flows back a little bit.
As the power was drawn away little by little, Jing Shijialan felt the blood flowing backwards in his body slow down little by little, little by little, and finally stopped.
The moment the blood flow stopped, Jing Shijialan's heartbeat also stopped.
At the moment of dying, all senses of a person are infinitely magnified.
Jing Shijialan could clearly feel that all the organs in his body were stagnated for a moment.
After this moment, a drop of blood slowly flowed out from Jing Shijialan's heart.
It was a drop of blood that just flowed into Jing Shajialan's heart.
Now, it flows in the opposite direction.
This drop of blood is a spark that ignites a firecracker.
Afterwards, the blood in Jing Shijialan's whole body started to move, following the original direction of blood flow.
After eight years, Jing Shijialan's blood has returned to its original order.
Without the resistance of the blood flowing backwards, all the blood vessels in Jing Shijialan's body relaxed at that moment.
Although his body was still in pain, Jing Shijialan breathed a long sigh of relief in his dream.
For so many years, this was the first dream he had that was not a nightmare.
At the end of the dream, Jing Shijialan felt a touch of soft warmth around his eyes.
It fell on the corner of Jing Shajialan's eye and crushed a tear that Jing Shajialan shed.
When the feeling of touch disappeared little by little, Jing Shijia became anxious. He struggled to wake up and keep her.
He didn't hear the clink of the chains that bound him, but he just couldn't wake up.
At the same time, a hot tear fell on Jing Shijialan's forehead.
This drop of tears was like poison, smashing Jing Shijialan into a deeper dream.
. . .
That night, it was a rare reunion in the Hall of Death and Life. Everyone sat around the table and had dinner together.
Originally, everyone was worried about Jingshi Jialan and Wanyan, but Wanyan smiled and chatted with everyone.
When was the last time Wanyan laughed, no one could remember.
So although it was strange, everyone didn't want to spoil Wanyan's interest.
After a few cups of hot wine, everyone at the table was a little drunk, and you talked to each other, recalling the past.
From Wanyan and Xuan Yi quarreling and bickering every day, they talked about Wanyan taking Guan Jiheng and Yanwei to fight with Fatty Zhuang who bullied Xuan Yi;
From Wanyan sitting on the wall and Yanwei complaining about Jing Shijialan, she was teased by him after being found out, and when she and Jing Shijialan went south to handle the case, Wanyan hid the roast chicken under the quilt and was almost thrown out by Jing Shijialan rain.
From the city of Shuzhou, Wanyan snatched the marriage and snatched Yiqianzi, and chatted about interesting things in Baize Buhuo Hong Kong.
Everyone is laughing.
But the candlelight made every pair of eyes red.
Everyone knows that they can't go back, they can't go back.
That night, everyone chatted and drank until late at night.
Until, everyone was drunk and fell on the table one by one.
In the end, only Wanyan was left.
Wanyan brought the cup to her lips, but her hands were shaking so much that she couldn't drink it.
In her glass, a clear liquid without any taste.
It is clearly water.
But Wanyan's eyes were dazzled by tears, and she was clearly drunk.
Wanyan finally raised her neck and gulped it down, paying respect to the people who fell down at the table.
My dears~ Our story is coming to an end, I estimate there are still 6 to 10 words to finish, and it will take about a month~
Before Qianqie ends, Xianxian's new book will follow, continue to play happily with the treasures hehehe excited! !
The new book is an old saying, and I have been preparing it for a while. After all, there are almost 200 million characters, which have honed my skills and character, so the new book will definitely absorb the experience and lessons learned from Qianqian, and strive to let Bao Children see better works, and Xian Xian who loves you more~
Then I am really afraid of the unfinished end, and I have to prepare the manuscript for the new book, so the period at the end is generally an update, let Qieqie spend more time with us.
(End of this chapter)
This time, Jing Shijialan slept too restlessly.
He went back to the night of blood eight years ago, his birthday.
Just now, the 12-year-old boy hugged his mother's body, and all the pain formed a blood clot, which piled up in his heart, so that his throat was covered with blood, and he couldn't even utter a moan.
But he still yelled silently, yelling heart-piercingly, and slashed his throat.
Then, his father, with all his strength, sealed him with Ku Zhuan.
At that time, Jing Shajialan realized that death is not the most vicious curse, but that it is not possible to die if you want to die.
Since then, every year, every day, and every moment, Jing Shajialan lived in fear, walking on thin ice.
From then on, Jing Shijialan no longer lived for himself.
Every year on his birthday, Jing Shajialan lived a particularly profound life.
But in the end, whether the heart-wrenching torture is more profound, or the fear of destroying the world is more profound, after all these years, Jing Shajialan has not been able to distinguish.
He only knew that if he was not careful, his birthday would be a memorial day for himself and the whole world.
On the day of Shengxuan Festival, Jing Shijialan was wrapped in seven or eight layers of gauze, activated his divine body, and accepted the worship of all people in Kunlun Mountain.
When he can still support it, he will smile and say a few words.
When he couldn't hold on at all, he would use all his strength, clenching his teeth, clenching his fists, and raising all his energy, to hold on to a demeanor that wasn't distorted.
At night, Jing Shijialan would lock himself in the Wugou Temple and keep everyone away.
He took off seven or eight layers of blood-soaked gauze, and when the last layer of gauze was removed, it was often skin and flesh.
Then, he tied himself to the bottom of the bath with four wrist-thick iron chains.
The bath is filled with melted ice from the top of Kunlun Mountains, which is also mixed with ice cubes.
The true God who accepts worship during the day, at this moment, is a trapped beast without dignity.
On the top of the Kunlun Mountains in the deep winter, the extremely cold melting water completely submerged Jing Shijialan.
Every inch of his skin seemed to be pierced by ice needles.
Only in this way, surrounded by extreme cold and tortured all the time, Jing Shijialan could barely pass out.
Before trying this for the first time, Jing Shijialan imagined that perhaps the stinging pain brought by the ice water could relieve the pain of bursting meridians and backflow of blood.
However, he soon became sober. There is no pain in the world that can compare to the pain caused by Ku Zhuan's seal.
The water is really cold.
It is so cold that all the cold pools in the world can be called hot springs.
Cold and cold, Jing Shijialan's body began to feel hot again.
That feeling was really tormenting. Although the subcutaneous bones were so cold that frost formed, the internal organs were scorching hot like being burned by fire.
In the extreme cold and extreme heat, Jing Shijialan could not help but struggle.
At that time, the entire temple will echo, the crisp sound of iron chains colliding.
Since suffering from the seal of Ku Zhuan for the first time, Jing Shijialan must have fallen into the glacier in every nightmare.
It's just that today's dream is extraordinarily real.
Jing Shijialan's will was trapped in a dream, but the pain in his body that split the meridian was very real.
Jing Shijialan was in too much pain.
When he wanted to groan with heart-piercing lungs, he realized that it had been eight years, and he had endured it for too long, no matter how painful it was, he couldn't yell anymore.
But soon, the feeling of shock gradually replaced the pain.
Because Jing Shijialan felt that the energy that should not exist in his body was being sucked away bit by bit.
Jing Shijialan couldn't see it, but he knew that this process must be quite difficult.
Because the power is not drawn away all at once, but intermittently, intermittently, and sometimes even flows back a little bit.
As the power was drawn away little by little, Jing Shijialan felt the blood flowing backwards in his body slow down little by little, little by little, and finally stopped.
The moment the blood flow stopped, Jing Shijialan's heartbeat also stopped.
At the moment of dying, all senses of a person are infinitely magnified.
Jing Shijialan could clearly feel that all the organs in his body were stagnated for a moment.
After this moment, a drop of blood slowly flowed out from Jing Shijialan's heart.
It was a drop of blood that just flowed into Jing Shajialan's heart.
Now, it flows in the opposite direction.
This drop of blood is a spark that ignites a firecracker.
Afterwards, the blood in Jing Shijialan's whole body started to move, following the original direction of blood flow.
After eight years, Jing Shijialan's blood has returned to its original order.
Without the resistance of the blood flowing backwards, all the blood vessels in Jing Shijialan's body relaxed at that moment.
Although his body was still in pain, Jing Shijialan breathed a long sigh of relief in his dream.
For so many years, this was the first dream he had that was not a nightmare.
At the end of the dream, Jing Shijialan felt a touch of soft warmth around his eyes.
It fell on the corner of Jing Shajialan's eye and crushed a tear that Jing Shajialan shed.
When the feeling of touch disappeared little by little, Jing Shijia became anxious. He struggled to wake up and keep her.
He didn't hear the clink of the chains that bound him, but he just couldn't wake up.
At the same time, a hot tear fell on Jing Shijialan's forehead.
This drop of tears was like poison, smashing Jing Shijialan into a deeper dream.
. . .
That night, it was a rare reunion in the Hall of Death and Life. Everyone sat around the table and had dinner together.
Originally, everyone was worried about Jingshi Jialan and Wanyan, but Wanyan smiled and chatted with everyone.
When was the last time Wanyan laughed, no one could remember.
So although it was strange, everyone didn't want to spoil Wanyan's interest.
After a few cups of hot wine, everyone at the table was a little drunk, and you talked to each other, recalling the past.
From Wanyan and Xuan Yi quarreling and bickering every day, they talked about Wanyan taking Guan Jiheng and Yanwei to fight with Fatty Zhuang who bullied Xuan Yi;
From Wanyan sitting on the wall and Yanwei complaining about Jing Shijialan, she was teased by him after being found out, and when she and Jing Shijialan went south to handle the case, Wanyan hid the roast chicken under the quilt and was almost thrown out by Jing Shijialan rain.
From the city of Shuzhou, Wanyan snatched the marriage and snatched Yiqianzi, and chatted about interesting things in Baize Buhuo Hong Kong.
Everyone is laughing.
But the candlelight made every pair of eyes red.
Everyone knows that they can't go back, they can't go back.
That night, everyone chatted and drank until late at night.
Until, everyone was drunk and fell on the table one by one.
In the end, only Wanyan was left.
Wanyan brought the cup to her lips, but her hands were shaking so much that she couldn't drink it.
In her glass, a clear liquid without any taste.
It is clearly water.
But Wanyan's eyes were dazzled by tears, and she was clearly drunk.
Wanyan finally raised her neck and gulped it down, paying respect to the people who fell down at the table.
My dears~ Our story is coming to an end, I estimate there are still 6 to 10 words to finish, and it will take about a month~
Before Qianqie ends, Xianxian's new book will follow, continue to play happily with the treasures hehehe excited! !
The new book is an old saying, and I have been preparing it for a while. After all, there are almost 200 million characters, which have honed my skills and character, so the new book will definitely absorb the experience and lessons learned from Qianqian, and strive to let Bao Children see better works, and Xian Xian who loves you more~
Then I am really afraid of the unfinished end, and I have to prepare the manuscript for the new book, so the period at the end is generally an update, let Qieqie spend more time with us.
(End of this chapter)
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