Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 164 Surrender
On the winding road, the bluestone slabs below have been eroded by wind and rain. Song Wanzhi's feet landed on it, and every time he walked, he could hear a soft sound.

There is not much space around.

The branches of the old plum panqiu crouching dragon are layered on top of each other, most of the petals are withered, but there is a thick layer on the ground.The green bamboo next to it kept shaking, obviously there was no wind, but it kept shaking, obviously there was no moon, but the slightly moist ground drank the mottled bamboo shadows.

There is a pool of water in front of it, only broken dead branches and leaves, I don’t know how many years it has accumulated, even in such a winter where everything is corroded, it still hasn’t disappeared.

This place is too small, not even one-tenth of the size of Baihua Garden, and you can see the end at a glance, but every step you take, Song Wanzhi becomes more and more aware that there is no way to leave.

This is one of Chen Guo's forbidden places, even if it's small and pitiful, but thousands of people come in, perhaps, tens of thousands of people die.

Song Wanzhi took another step, but the smell of blood disappeared completely, so she stepped back, paused, and simply sat down.

The plain clothes are like snow, sitting on the spot, but they are spotless.

"She sat down, this is not an impatient child." The elderly man could not conceal his appreciation in his words.

"However, if His Majesty wants you to take action, there is no way." The beautiful girl stood beside her and asked in confusion, "Why do the emperor and empress look like that? What happened to Song Wanzhi's small bronze door?" What made His Majesty sick and let you come out to sit in charge?"

"I can't see it either. However, I'm afraid the wishes of the emperor and empress cannot be fulfilled."

"Why? No matter how powerful this little girl is, how could she get out of this small bronze gate? You know, this small bronze gate is one of the four major relics, and Song Wanzhi has not yet approached half of it. The young man is very Vigorous, unable to surrender to His Majesty. However, one day cannot be two days, two days cannot be three days, three days cannot be one year. In this small bronze door, all evil thoughts will increase day by day, unless it is a saint, but sentient beings will not It may be a saint. Song Wanzhi is obviously not a heartless person. Sometimes people often succumb to higher fame and fortune, but no one knows that the most powerful is often not the things that ordinary people admire, but the most basic needs. Food. So in troubled times people are eaten as food, and relatives and friends are tormenting each other, isn’t that true? When this girl is tortured by those things, her heart can already surrender, and at that time, she can only be weak, even if she No matter how powerful you are, you can only surrender."

The old man said nothing, but looked at the girl with pity.

Naturally, he didn't know at this time that his final ending would also be written by this girl.

Sometimes, there is no difference between sentient and ruthless.

Song Wanzhi sat down, and the surrounding cold air seeped out layer by layer from the ground. Slowly, a thin layer of frost formed between her eyebrows.

All of a sudden, this quiet small place seemed to be filled with countless human figures, forming bloody scenes one after another.

She saw a white-clothed scribe, handsome and proud, and then he was brought into this small bronze door.

The young emperor made a bet with him: "I just want to see if Layman Jingjie, who I heard has never broken his waist during the evisceration, can stay here for three days."

He was pushed in.

On the first day, he was safe.On the second day, he was safe, and on the third day, he was still safe.

However, the young emperor did not follow his promise, so the layman Jingjie could only be trapped here. However, as time went by, a huge closure began to unfold, and the small courtyard inside the small bronze gate In the death-like silence, he began to feel hunger and fear. In the middle of the night, he often woke up with a start, and then trembled at the void, as if there were countless things that frightened him hidden in that dark night.He picked up the stagnant water in the cold pool, showing ferocity and patience, and finally drank it in one gulp. He growled, cursed, and fled around like a madman, but he couldn't get out of the bronze door.

Until, a fresh corpse was thrown in.

There are fire folds on the body.

The yard is full of dry branches.

Summer, hot.

The young emperor opened the small bronze door and smelled the aroma.

There are thousands of years in the door, but there are only three days in the world.

……

Song Wanzhi suddenly opened his eyes.

Deeper and heavier.

"She may have seen something." The beautiful girl said slowly.

"Everyone will see things. It's just that they are gentle at the beginning. The longer she stays here, the greater the impact will be. The best way to make a person surrender is not to make her kneel, but to , destroying everything she clings to."

"Will she turn around, or will she back down a little?"

"Any one of these, as long as she does it, then she has already lost. Hey."

With a sigh, it seemed that he had already lost.

……

As long as you turn around, as long as you have the slightest tremor, then you have lost the first step.

Song Wanzhi stood there, and the evening wind blew up a corner of his clothes.

Who knows what she is thinking at this moment.

And if the beautiful girl and the old man knew her past, they would know that everything they expected would not happen.

After a long time, when Su Mengchen stroked the faint blood, he couldn't help but tremble.

That was his girl, the girl he wished he could hold and love with all his life to protect, but when he never showed up, he felt such pain.

He wished he could destroy everything that he owed to his girl.

That is the blood in his bones, the flower in his palm, how could you allow him to treat him like this?

Song Wanzhi didn't turn around or waver.

She lifted her foot and walked to the side of the deep pool.

Under the floating light, he lowered his head, a pair of reddish eyes.

"She, she stood by the cold pool!" The girl couldn't hide her surprised voice.

The old man fell silent, and suddenly said: "I suddenly want to see what she has printed in front of the bronze door."

……

However, an even more unbelievable scene appeared.

In the dark cold pool, there were slight waves. In the windless night, this pool of stagnant water began to have life.

Afterwards, the Tanshui gradually separated with rippling waves.

That is, a gesture of welcome.

(End of this chapter)