Qingshan Ju Nanke

Chapter 224

In this way, he married Lin Rou'er for seven years. Except for those special feeding times, Zhou Mulin couldn't visit Lin Rou'er, because that place was too yin, and staying for a long time would not benefit him and would shorten his life.

He must not die before the feeding is over!

In his life, he only had Lin Rou'er as his wife, and he didn't have any other concubines. Everyone said that he was affectionate, but the old city lord only had his son, so he naturally hoped that he would have offspring.

Zhou Mulin firmly disagreed, and the old city lord also died of illness within a few years, so no one dared to take care of him.

After seven years like this, outsiders can't see it, only he himself knows that his physical condition is deteriorating, and his life and soul are passing away.

The whole person is pale and outrageous, and there is no popularity at all. After all, the high-spirited playboy back then gave everything he had for the sake of his sweetheart!
Qingwu withdrew the spell and looked at the city lord for the first time. In fact, she had guessed something, but she didn't expect that he could really do this.

"Okay, I know everything I want to know, the rest is up to you." Qing Wu looked at Lin Rou'er with interest, and took two steps back.

Lin Rou'er looked a little dazed. She maintained the initial movement, rolled her eyes, looked at Zhou Mulin, and asked with a trembling voice, "Why? Why didn't you tell me the truth!"

Zhou Mulin looked at Lin Rou'er with gentle eyes as always, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "It's okay to forget some things, it will be much easier."

"Originally, I planned to keep it from you. When you are reincarnated, other people will love you, but I didn't expect to let you know." His tone was a little coaxing, and even regretful.

His eyes were cloudy and lifeless, his already pale and thin lips were even bloodless, his drooping eyes staggered back two steps, his originally thin and straight body began to bend, and his black hair turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this moment, Lin Rou'er came back to her senses. After taking the first step forward, her black nails turned into a normal tender pink, her hair full of danger was retracted in an instant, covering her back docilely, and her eyes became black and white.

It was exactly how Zhou Mulin looked when he saw her for the first time, with a different kind of beauty, a beauty that made people fall in love at first sight.

She hugged Zhou Mulin, who was about to fall to the ground, and said sorry in a loud voice.

Qingwu stared at the scene in front of her in a daze.

Zhou Mulin raised his head with some difficulty. His originally handsome face was full of wrinkles and spots, and his skin was loose, like an old man in his 80s or [-]s.

His eyelids drooped, he raised his head slightly as if he could really see the person he was thinking about, and his voice was differently old, "Rou'er, don't be sad. After crossing the Naihe Bridge and drinking Mengpo soup, the rest of your life It has nothing to do with you anymore."

"Don't feel guilty, this is what I am willing to do, and don't feel that you owe me anything, as long as you are good, then my existence is meaningful."

In fact, he didn't see Lin Rou'er much. After Lin Rou'er's death, as a fierce ghost full of resentment, what he brought was only harm. Speaking of it, this is Lin Rou'er's real closeness to him.

"What will happen to you?" She asked in a ladylike tone, but there was an imperceptible tremor in it.

Zhou Mulin mumbled his mouth a few times, but he didn't say anything after all. His rotten flesh was dissipating, and he quickly turned into a pile of bones.

Qingwu regained consciousness, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and answered Lin Rouer's question, "His price is that his soul will dissipate, and there will be no afterlife. From then on, there will be no such person as Zhou Mulin in the world."

Lin Rou'er's dazed eyes moved, and then she chuckled, mixed with countless bitterness and despair, she tightened her arms bit by bit, and the pile of fragile white bones instantly turned into powder.

Qingwu quietly looked at Lin Rou'er, who was a little abnormal, and was a little surprised that she actually cried.

The ghost has no entity, so where did the tears come from, but she just shed a tear, a very pure color, when the tear left her cheek, it instantly glowed with luster, slowly drifting towards the green come over.

Qingwu looked at the teardrop in front of her eyes, and slowly raised her hand, that teardrop seemed to have found its destination in an instant, and was hidden in the Buddhist beads on Qingwu's wrist.

During this period, Qingwu seemed to hear Lin Rouer's voice, she said, "Qingshan Baigu, you are not the only one waiting, but it is a pity that we will miss it in every lifetime."

When Qingwu raised her eyes again, she only saw Lin Rou'er holding Zhou Mulin's ashes and kissing gently, then the door to the past was opened, and two ghost messengers walked out from there, their voices were stiff and cold, "Lin Rou'er, follow me to leave."

And Lin Rou'er seemed not to have heard what they said, and said softly, "The kindness and resentment have long been confused, and I said that life and death go hand in hand, how can I leave you and live alone."

Two ghost messengers held a chain entwined with black air, and wanted to detain Lin Rouer's soul. Just when the chain was about to touch Lin Rouer, her soul body turned into countless strands of gray smoke, heading towards They scattered around, but gathered towards Zhou Mulin's ashes at the same time.

In the blink of an eye, the pile of ashes disappeared, leaving only the clothes that Zhou Mulin wore when he was alive, and the painting disappeared with it.

The two ghost messengers paused for a moment, and rarely opened their mouths, "There are really such infatuated people in this world. In which life can they have a happy ending? The reunion and separation of ten lives and ten lives is a fate and a sin."

"It's just that this time, they all have no afterlife, alas." A faint sigh dissipated in the air, the door to rebirth was closed, the ghosts disappeared, and everything returned to peace.

Qingwu's figure slowly appeared, and she glanced at the place where Zhou Mulin died, and she knew it when the tear melted into the Buddhist beads, that tear was called the tear of life and life, and condensed her purest emotions in every life.

If you don't love to the extreme in every life, you won't have this thing, so it is very rare, and it is very useful for resurrecting Hongshao.

Originally, I just wanted to know the truth of the story, from the beginning to the end, but I didn't expect to have such a big harvest.

It is precisely because they have been in love for so many lifetimes that Zhou Mulin decided not to marry Lin Rouer the first time he saw Lin Rouer.

If you don't know what happened to them before, you will definitely feel that this relationship is inexplicable, but now it seems to be reasonable.

In fact, it was not the first time they met, they met when they were very young, but the place was not right at that time.

They met in the bandit's den. Although the young boy's shoulders were thin, he carried all of Lin Rou'er's hopes.

At that time, Zhou Mulin was in her heart. She was the hero and husband she recognized.

It's a pity that God's will tricks people, they all forgot each other because of various accidents, I don't know if they all remember, will their endings in this life be different?

(End of this chapter)