My master is the coffin
Chapter 447 Creditors
Chapter 447 Creditors
I opened my eyes and looked at Chang'e. At that moment, I remembered every bit of my previous life.The process of my acquaintance with her, the process of falling in love.A strange warmth touched me a little.
But then, I was in a trance for a while, I looked at Chang'e who was in tears, and I saw her become Wushuang.My heart, which had just warmed up, went cold again.
Chang'e suddenly said happily: "You remember me, right? You must have remembered. I recognize this look. You are Houyi."
I nodded, "I'm Hou Yi, but you have to get out now."
Chang'e asked in frustration, "Why?"
I sighed and said, "You've got to at least get me dressed."
Chang'e looked at me, her face blushing, "Houyi, we are already husband and wife, why should we avoid these things?"
When I heard this, I couldn't help but think of Wushuang again.Big beads of sweat fell from his forehead.
I heard myself say in a rough voice, "Get out."
Chang'e gave me an aggrieved look, then stood up.
She is going out.But I stopped her: "Wait a minute."
Chang'e happily turned around and walked back.
I looked down at the mahogany sword stuck in my chest: "Help me pull it out."
Chang'e was taken aback: "Just pull it out?"
I nodded: "Just pull it out."
Chang'e gritted her teeth, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and pulled out the mahogany sword with a sudden force.
Being surrounded by her, I couldn't help but fall forward.Chang'e quickly supported me, and the blood sprayed out from my chest dripped all over her body.
I slowly raised my hand, supported her arm, and sat up straight.Sitting on the cold floor.
I said weakly: "You go out first, I want to heal my wounds, and I need to be quiet for a while."
Chang'e is a cultivator, so she naturally knows that what I said is true.No matter how reluctant she was, she didn't force it.He just said softly: "I'm right outside the door, if you need anything, just call me."
She went out and closed the door for me.
I struggled to get up and covered the wound with my coat.Barely stopped the bleeding.I didn't use Taoism anymore.Just sit in the chair.
I'm holding that cup.There was a lot of chaos in my head.The throbbing pain in my chest reminded me that this was all real.
I closed my eyes and kept chanting: "Little mandrill, little mandrill, you have made me suffer so much."
Just now I was full of anger and said to Chang'e: "Despicable."
But at this time, calm down and think about it, no one else is to blame for this matter.
The little mandrill just wanted to trick me into taking the ganoderma lucidum, get back my original memory, and be with Chang'e again.Probably he didn't think that I happened to be with Wushuang, and this kind of thing just happened.
I let out a long sigh and fell back on the chair: "Is this a coincidence, or is it God's will? It forced me into a dead end. Why me? Why me?"
With wounds on my body, I soon fell asleep in a daze.
In the dream, I saw many women crying.They look exactly like Wushuang.I want to apologize.But they turned around to reveal another face on the back of their heads.This face looks exactly like Chang'e.
I woke up from the dream, it was already morning.
I put on my clothes, walked out like a dead body, and slowly opened the door.
I saw a man, squatting in the corridor, right by my door, fast asleep.This person is none other than Chang'e.
I looked at her and couldn't help feeling sad for a while.
No intention to lose the world.But everyone in the world has become my creditor.
I decided to hide my debts and flee to the ends of the earth, rather than leaving my name here.
I didn't wake up Chang'e, and left in a flash.
I didn't tell her what happened last night.Because I already guessed her reaction.She would cry and say sorry, and then her heart would be broken.
Since it wasn't her fault, there was no need to drag her to be punished.
I walked out of the town and along a very small road.There are wheat fields on both sides.
By this time it was autumn and the corn had been harvested.Wheat has been planted inside, and at this moment, there is only a hint of greenery.
In the autumn morning, there is a layer of white mist, blown by the morning wind, floating over the wheat field.Ethereal and boundless, like the wild thousands of years ago.
I look at these fresh greens.Suddenly I remembered those wilderness and those grasslands.I thought of Wen Yu, and Wu Shuang.
The heart is like a knife, the heart is like a knife.
I touched the wound next to my heart, and walked westward step by step.
I don't know why I'm going west.At this time, I had no intention of looking for Ksitigarbha or the abbot.
Perhaps, subconsciously, I think the West is a place to go.Or, I think, Wushuang might appear there.I escaped Chang'e and looked for Wushuang.I'll say sorry to her and start the next escape.
Until the wound on the chest continued to fester.Rotten the heart out.Let me die in the wasteland.
I sighed as I walked forward slowly.
Suddenly, someone blocked my way.
I looked up and saw it was a small mandrill.
He had his hips akimbo, and looked like he was inquiring: "Where are you going?"
I shook my head: "I don't know either."
The little mandrill was aggressive: "Where are you going?"
He leaned over and gave me a push.He pressed on my wound.I grinned in pain and fell into the wheat field.
The little mandrill stood in front of me and said indignantly: "My sister found you so hard. Is your heart made of stone? Do you know how hard she went to find those ganoderma? Just a little Not moved? You actually ran away secretly by yourself? Come, let me see what your heart is made of?"
I'm in a bad mood.A wave of self-defeating thoughts welled up.I jerked off my shirt, then pointed to the wound and said, "Come on, let me show you what my heart is made of."
Then I put my fingers into the wound and pulled him hard.
I grunted in pain.The little mandrill was stunned by me, he quickly pulled my hand off and shouted, "Are you crazy?"
I slowly put on my clothes, not caring that the newly ruptured wounds stained my clothes red, I looked like an old man who had experienced many vicissitudes, looked at the little mandrill and said, "Sometimes, a madman is happier than a normal person."
The little mandrill kept chanting behind me: "Crazy, crazy. This man is crazy."
I walked around him and continued west.
The little mandrill did not catch up again.If I were him, I would definitely stop my sister from marrying a lunatic.
I took two steps and felt a clod of mud hit my head.It hurts.
I know the little mandrill did it.I don't even bother to look back.Continue walking slowly west.
At night, there were two more people behind me.One is a little mandrill, and the other is Chang'e.
Chang'e followed me and asked, "Why?"
I didn't speak because I didn't know how to say it.
After a while, she asked again: "Is it related to Wushuang? Where is she?"
I feel bad for a while.He staggered a step and stopped.I looked at Chang'e and said slowly, "She's gone, so you'd better not either."
This is very harsh, but I can't help it.I am in debt, and only by being ruthless can the creditor be afraid and repay the debt.
The little mandrill was irritated by my attitude.He was eager to hit me.But was stopped by Chang'e.
Chang'e said: "You go, I can just accompany Hou Yi by myself."
The little mandrill said with an unhappy face, "I'm not here to accompany him."
Chang'e said: "I know, you go back and follow the fat man to continue teaching your disciples."
The little mandrill looked at me: "But this kid."
Chang'e began to push him: "Go back, go back."
The little mandrill was still hesitating.And Chang'e pushed and pushed, and began to cry.
The little mandrill sighed, and finally turned around and left.
There were only me and Chang'e left on the road.Neither of us spoke.I haven't even looked at her because every look reminds me of Wushuang.
I tried to ignore not being able to see her, which I've done because it's okay to close my eyes.I tried not to hear her voice, which I did, just cover my ears.I tried to stop smelling her, and I did, just plug my nose.
I'm trying to forget about this person, which I haven't done yet.Because I don't know what to do with my brain.In fact, not only did I not forget Chang'e, but I also didn't forget Wushuang.The two of them play tricks in my head from time to time, giving me the urge to split my head open.
(End of this chapter)
I opened my eyes and looked at Chang'e. At that moment, I remembered every bit of my previous life.The process of my acquaintance with her, the process of falling in love.A strange warmth touched me a little.
But then, I was in a trance for a while, I looked at Chang'e who was in tears, and I saw her become Wushuang.My heart, which had just warmed up, went cold again.
Chang'e suddenly said happily: "You remember me, right? You must have remembered. I recognize this look. You are Houyi."
I nodded, "I'm Hou Yi, but you have to get out now."
Chang'e asked in frustration, "Why?"
I sighed and said, "You've got to at least get me dressed."
Chang'e looked at me, her face blushing, "Houyi, we are already husband and wife, why should we avoid these things?"
When I heard this, I couldn't help but think of Wushuang again.Big beads of sweat fell from his forehead.
I heard myself say in a rough voice, "Get out."
Chang'e gave me an aggrieved look, then stood up.
She is going out.But I stopped her: "Wait a minute."
Chang'e happily turned around and walked back.
I looked down at the mahogany sword stuck in my chest: "Help me pull it out."
Chang'e was taken aback: "Just pull it out?"
I nodded: "Just pull it out."
Chang'e gritted her teeth, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and pulled out the mahogany sword with a sudden force.
Being surrounded by her, I couldn't help but fall forward.Chang'e quickly supported me, and the blood sprayed out from my chest dripped all over her body.
I slowly raised my hand, supported her arm, and sat up straight.Sitting on the cold floor.
I said weakly: "You go out first, I want to heal my wounds, and I need to be quiet for a while."
Chang'e is a cultivator, so she naturally knows that what I said is true.No matter how reluctant she was, she didn't force it.He just said softly: "I'm right outside the door, if you need anything, just call me."
She went out and closed the door for me.
I struggled to get up and covered the wound with my coat.Barely stopped the bleeding.I didn't use Taoism anymore.Just sit in the chair.
I'm holding that cup.There was a lot of chaos in my head.The throbbing pain in my chest reminded me that this was all real.
I closed my eyes and kept chanting: "Little mandrill, little mandrill, you have made me suffer so much."
Just now I was full of anger and said to Chang'e: "Despicable."
But at this time, calm down and think about it, no one else is to blame for this matter.
The little mandrill just wanted to trick me into taking the ganoderma lucidum, get back my original memory, and be with Chang'e again.Probably he didn't think that I happened to be with Wushuang, and this kind of thing just happened.
I let out a long sigh and fell back on the chair: "Is this a coincidence, or is it God's will? It forced me into a dead end. Why me? Why me?"
With wounds on my body, I soon fell asleep in a daze.
In the dream, I saw many women crying.They look exactly like Wushuang.I want to apologize.But they turned around to reveal another face on the back of their heads.This face looks exactly like Chang'e.
I woke up from the dream, it was already morning.
I put on my clothes, walked out like a dead body, and slowly opened the door.
I saw a man, squatting in the corridor, right by my door, fast asleep.This person is none other than Chang'e.
I looked at her and couldn't help feeling sad for a while.
No intention to lose the world.But everyone in the world has become my creditor.
I decided to hide my debts and flee to the ends of the earth, rather than leaving my name here.
I didn't wake up Chang'e, and left in a flash.
I didn't tell her what happened last night.Because I already guessed her reaction.She would cry and say sorry, and then her heart would be broken.
Since it wasn't her fault, there was no need to drag her to be punished.
I walked out of the town and along a very small road.There are wheat fields on both sides.
By this time it was autumn and the corn had been harvested.Wheat has been planted inside, and at this moment, there is only a hint of greenery.
In the autumn morning, there is a layer of white mist, blown by the morning wind, floating over the wheat field.Ethereal and boundless, like the wild thousands of years ago.
I look at these fresh greens.Suddenly I remembered those wilderness and those grasslands.I thought of Wen Yu, and Wu Shuang.
The heart is like a knife, the heart is like a knife.
I touched the wound next to my heart, and walked westward step by step.
I don't know why I'm going west.At this time, I had no intention of looking for Ksitigarbha or the abbot.
Perhaps, subconsciously, I think the West is a place to go.Or, I think, Wushuang might appear there.I escaped Chang'e and looked for Wushuang.I'll say sorry to her and start the next escape.
Until the wound on the chest continued to fester.Rotten the heart out.Let me die in the wasteland.
I sighed as I walked forward slowly.
Suddenly, someone blocked my way.
I looked up and saw it was a small mandrill.
He had his hips akimbo, and looked like he was inquiring: "Where are you going?"
I shook my head: "I don't know either."
The little mandrill was aggressive: "Where are you going?"
He leaned over and gave me a push.He pressed on my wound.I grinned in pain and fell into the wheat field.
The little mandrill stood in front of me and said indignantly: "My sister found you so hard. Is your heart made of stone? Do you know how hard she went to find those ganoderma? Just a little Not moved? You actually ran away secretly by yourself? Come, let me see what your heart is made of?"
I'm in a bad mood.A wave of self-defeating thoughts welled up.I jerked off my shirt, then pointed to the wound and said, "Come on, let me show you what my heart is made of."
Then I put my fingers into the wound and pulled him hard.
I grunted in pain.The little mandrill was stunned by me, he quickly pulled my hand off and shouted, "Are you crazy?"
I slowly put on my clothes, not caring that the newly ruptured wounds stained my clothes red, I looked like an old man who had experienced many vicissitudes, looked at the little mandrill and said, "Sometimes, a madman is happier than a normal person."
The little mandrill kept chanting behind me: "Crazy, crazy. This man is crazy."
I walked around him and continued west.
The little mandrill did not catch up again.If I were him, I would definitely stop my sister from marrying a lunatic.
I took two steps and felt a clod of mud hit my head.It hurts.
I know the little mandrill did it.I don't even bother to look back.Continue walking slowly west.
At night, there were two more people behind me.One is a little mandrill, and the other is Chang'e.
Chang'e followed me and asked, "Why?"
I didn't speak because I didn't know how to say it.
After a while, she asked again: "Is it related to Wushuang? Where is she?"
I feel bad for a while.He staggered a step and stopped.I looked at Chang'e and said slowly, "She's gone, so you'd better not either."
This is very harsh, but I can't help it.I am in debt, and only by being ruthless can the creditor be afraid and repay the debt.
The little mandrill was irritated by my attitude.He was eager to hit me.But was stopped by Chang'e.
Chang'e said: "You go, I can just accompany Hou Yi by myself."
The little mandrill said with an unhappy face, "I'm not here to accompany him."
Chang'e said: "I know, you go back and follow the fat man to continue teaching your disciples."
The little mandrill looked at me: "But this kid."
Chang'e began to push him: "Go back, go back."
The little mandrill was still hesitating.And Chang'e pushed and pushed, and began to cry.
The little mandrill sighed, and finally turned around and left.
There were only me and Chang'e left on the road.Neither of us spoke.I haven't even looked at her because every look reminds me of Wushuang.
I tried to ignore not being able to see her, which I've done because it's okay to close my eyes.I tried not to hear her voice, which I did, just cover my ears.I tried to stop smelling her, and I did, just plug my nose.
I'm trying to forget about this person, which I haven't done yet.Because I don't know what to do with my brain.In fact, not only did I not forget Chang'e, but I also didn't forget Wushuang.The two of them play tricks in my head from time to time, giving me the urge to split my head open.
(End of this chapter)
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