Fragrance is good for purifying the heart

Chapter 184 Dead Ash
By the time An He learned all about Mr. Wu's past, those big men had already tied An He to a small boat in the middle of Mingjing Lake. It looked like they wanted to sink him into the lake.

"From a victim to a harmer, Mr. Wu, how can your conscience be at peace with you after all these years?" Looking at the indifferent Mr. Wu on the boat, Anhe saw the opportunity and spoke out unhurriedly. In other words, he was determined to negotiate a "deal" with Mr. Wu.

"What? How did you learn about me..." Mr. Wu just blurted out these words, and then thought of An He's purpose of rescuing Twelve Chun from the beginning of Zishui Ju's contact with Mr. Bei. Come here, before you come here, you must get to know Mr. Bei and the people around her.

It's like An He learned about Mr. Bei's preferences.

So, he stroked his beard and coughed lightly, "You can do some homework in advance, so there's nothing to worry about. If you have anything else you want to say, just say it as well..."

He could analyze from An He's expression that what this boy wanted to say must not be simple, so he simply waved to the big man beside him, indicating that they should stay still for the time being and let An He finish what he said.

An He pursed his lips slightly and said calmly: "Actually, I can understand why you would seek refuge with Mr. Bei. If the evil person raises a knife towards me, I can only resign myself to fate; but if one day, I can stand up, even I will become The evil people I hate, I also enjoy them."

Mr. Wu was hurt by what he said, and he was a little angry, and his voice became a little impatient, "Whether I am a bad person or not, you don't have to say, as a dying person, what I am doing now All of this is just to get back some of the things I originally owned, so why am I wrong?"

After he finished speaking, he raised his hands towards the big men and motioned for them to throw the tied An He into the lake.

"Isn't all the unscrupulous money you have earned over the years been used to cure your daughter Xiaohua's dementia? What if I said, I know a person who can definitely cure your daughter's disease?"

As soon as An He's words came out, Mr. Wu turned around from the bow of the boat and held down the arm of one of the big men. A hopeful light flashed in his eyes, "What? What you just said is... What means?"

"Literally." An He stared at him with a smile. For a moment, the breeze on the lake gently lifted his pale beard and hair. In just one breath, his face showed a look of vicissitudes of life. Then his face showed surprise, hope, and finally doubt, indifference, and disappointment...

In the end, Mr. Wu just sighed, stroking his beard with an expression that seemed to have seen through An He, "I have seen so many doctors over the years, but they still can't cure Xiaohua. If you just mention someone casually, you can't cure it." Can you cure my little flower? This may be...I have walked on this road for too long, my heart is damaged, and my hands are dirty. This is retribution...No one can understand it."

After he finished speaking, his eyes turned ashen as death.

An He wanted to say something, but when Mr. Wu gave a look, several big men around him took away the dagger from him, and then without any explanation, An He, whose hands and feet were tied, was thrown into the bottom of Mingjing Lake. deep……

Since An He had big rocks tied to his body and feet, he kept falling down as soon as he was pushed into the water. At first, he held his breath, wondering if he could break free from the rope that tied him.

But the rope was tied tightly, and it was stained with water, making it even more difficult to escape. When Mulan saw An He being drowned in the lake, she didn't care about being injured by the square piece of emerald just now, and floated into the lake with her. Being anxious around An He:
"My benefactor, my benefactor... just hold on, I'll try to see if I can untie the rope..."

She tried to touch the knot of the rope tied to An He's body with her hands, but she was a new ghost and did not have enough ghost power to touch things in the world. She saw that An He's face was getting more and more ugly because she was holding her breath. It had been so long that his body began to twitch uncontrollably...

Mulan's big tears flowed out of her eyes and sank into the bottom of the lake. Just like her weak strength, she couldn't stir up a splash at all, "My benefactor... my benefactor... what should I do? I can't touch the rope. I can't untie you... I can't save you... Wuwuwu..." Mr. Wu and the strong man on the boat observed for a long time and concluded that Anhe was dead, so they rowed back to the shore.

Mr. Wu watched on the shore for a while, and after counting the time, he estimated that the boy must be dead. Then he waved to the strong men and walked out along the only mountain road.

An He has now sunk to the depths of the lake. The big rocks on his body are like shackles, making it harder for his body that was already lacking oxygen to move. His body has been twitching, but he still endured it until the last moment. , must not breathe.

Because he understood that once he choked on a mouthful of lake water, there would really be no way to save him.

He estimated that his limit was only two or three breaths.

But right now, he still hasn't found any way to save himself.

He was anxious, his eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes, and he stood wide open in the water. He gritted his teeth and refused to bow to his fate.

Suddenly, he felt his heart and lungs contract violently, causing him to curl up in pain. The uncomfortable feeling spread all over his body, but the discomfort only lasted for one breath. Suddenly, he could clearly feel the pain in his chest. The organs seem to have increased beating power...

At that moment, the whole person was in a trance. He seemed to see his body transforming little by little. His whole body was lengthening and enlarging unconsciously, and he also grew yellow scales. His strength was very relaxed. and the earth broke the cords that bound him.

His eyes were red, and he closed them. When he opened them again, he suddenly realized that he had transformed into a dragon, with yellow scales all over his body, and his claws as sharp as a knife were raised in the water. It actually had five claws——

He raised his head out of the water and let out a loud and joyful dragon roar, and then submerged into the water in an instant, as if some magical power that had been restrained in his body for a long time was activated by the crisis of "drowning" in the blink of an eye. Life seems to want to release the majestic power that has been suppressed in the body for a long time.

A huge splash arose on the water and exploded to a height of three feet. Old Mr. Wu and the strong men who had not gone far were so shocked that they looked back.

"Wow, what is it? What a big splash?" said a strong man.

"Could it be that...there are some other water monsters in this Mingjing Lake?"

Mr. Wu only stroked the beard on his chin. Like several big men around him, he saw nothing except the splashing water on the lake surface.

　Xiao An transformed into a dragon for the first time.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)