Chapter 94

I am too lazy to care about this kid, the Nether Division is getting closer and closer, and my heart is getting heavier and heavier, saying that good things take time, good things take time, I have been involved with Guiyuan for 10,000+ years, this hardship is over, good things are coming, but Has this ordeal really passed away?
I actually don't know in my heart.

The road to Huangquan is rolling, lonely souls and wild ghosts are calling, Xiao Chuanchuan is very courageous, instead of nestling in my arms, he opened his eyes wide, watching the miserable journey of Huangquan, he put his arms around my neck and asked: "Mother, mother!" Honey, what happened to them?"

I followed his gaze, and it turned out to be a man and a woman standing blankly at the end of Huangquan Road, their eyes were empty, and against the sky of the Nether Division, they were very scary. I patted him on the back: "They, This is about to enter reincarnation..."

"Mother, mother, what is reincarnation?" I looked at Xiao Chuanchuan in my arms, not knowing how to answer this question.

Yes, what is reincarnation?
Thinking about my reincarnation in the third life, when I was Lian, Zixuan, and Wangchuan, I have been reincarnated to the current state of immortality. I still can't understand what reincarnation is after 500 years of meditation in the Sutra Pavilion.

I can't become a Buddha, because of Xiao Chuanchuan in my arms, and because of my unscrupulous husband, I can't survive the love disaster that has been tied down for 10,000+ years.

I handed Xiao Chuan Chuan to Yao Min, and I was in a daze beside the Wang Chuan River where I had been wandering for a long time. How I hugged the silver fox in my arms that day, and how I married Shura with a red makeup from ten miles on Huangquan Road It was as clear as yesterday, and I didn't know how long I stayed until Granny Meng came to pat me on the shoulder before I came back to my senses.

"Wangchuan..." Granny Meng called me, and my heart felt sad again. That day after Zhuxiantai, when I was with Granny Meng all day long, she also called me like this. I nestled into her arms, tears streaming down my face It fell down with a clatter, "Grandma Meng..."

"Alright, Wang Chuan, look, who is he?"

I wiped my tears, looked in the direction Po Meng pointed, and followed the pull of my consciousness to the small courtyard where I stayed in the past. Cold sweat crawled to the palm of my hand.

A disheveled man nestled at the door, the texture of the original white shirt could no longer be seen, his beard and hair were disheveled, squatting at the door with dull eyes, looking at a sharp weapon lying on the ground. It's only a few steps away, but it seems to be the farthest distance in the world, even the first step, I can't even step out.

I can only stand there blankly, letting the tears drip down on the back of my hand bit by bit.

In the past 500 years, I have thought countless times how to meet him again, whether I will rush over and slap him a few times, or whether I will walk away with this indifferent temperament without even looking at him. Or, with the help of the profound spells on his body, he wanted to escape into the calamity and take his life.

However, I never imagined that my legs would be as heavy as lead, and I would not be able to take a step closer to him.

I just feel that I have lived miserably for 500 years, but Guiyuan is not much better.

Granny Meng pushed me, I took a small step forward, and stood there again, Guiyuan raised his head and looked at me blankly. recognized him.

Li Minzhi, who treats me like a treasure in the mortal world, and Guiyuan, who loves me deeply in Jiuchongtian, bow their heads again as if they don't know me.

"I can't cross the Naihe Bridge..." Granny Meng's voice sounded behind me, I didn't answer, I thought for a long time before walking slowly, those few steps were more difficult than any year I had walked.

I squatted down in front of him, and just as I stretched out my hand to pull him, he threw me away. I bit my lower lip, calmed down, stretched out my clenched hand tremblingly, and hugged him.

No matter how much he struggled and was afraid, I was still tight, and I didn't let go of my hand.

(End of this chapter)

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