The witch has been chasing me for 5000 years
Chapter 79 Too Difficult
Chapter 79 Too Difficult
After Liu Ying left, Gao Xing returned to his job, continued to eat snacks and pass the time.
Ning Keke and Xiao Ling sat behind the bar counter, not talking, occasionally looking in Gao Xing's direction, pouting their mouths, seeming a little annoyed.
In the afternoon, the sky suddenly became overcast with clouds, thunder roared in the thick clouds, and soon, heavy rain mixed with lightning bolts descended on the ground.
Pedestrians were in a hurry on the street, and some pedestrians without umbrellas ran into the coffee shop to hide from the rain, drink coffee by the way, and planned to leave after the rain stopped.
Gao Xing and the two little girls got busy because of this.
Fortunately, the rain didn't last long, it stopped after half an hour, the dark clouds also dissipated, and the warm sun shone down, dispelling the cold brought by the autumn rain.
The coffee shop was quiet again, with only a few customers.
At 08:30 in the evening, Gao Xing, who got off work, walked out of the coffee shop, rode on his electric scooter, and drove on his way home.
Under the blurred street lights, Gao Xing saw a somewhat familiar figure standing on the overpass in the distance. He fixed his eyes and saw that it was the Taoist priest from before.
Curious, he stopped by the side of the road, but saw the Taoist priest squatting down in front of a disabled beggar on the overpass in front of him, asked something, and then got up and left the overpass without giving him any money.
Soon, he went back and forth, holding two warm steamed buns, squatted down in front of the beggar, and put them into a dirty broken bowl in front of the beggar.
Then he left the overpass, and this time he really left, because Gao Xing saw him take out a compass from the backpack behind him, look around, and look down at the compass from time to time.
He seemed to be looking for a ghost, Gao Xing was a little uncertain, and he didn't stay long, and rode home on the battery.
To Gao Xing's surprise, it was almost nine o'clock, and Xiao Xiang hadn't come back yet. He went into the kitchen to prepare dinner, put them on the dining table one by one, sat and waited for more than ten minutes, and finally came out of the door. There was the sound of footsteps, from far to near.
Gao Xing looked up, and the door of the living room was opened, and a black figure with a whole body scorched and wet, whose body was still dripping water on the floor, limped in.
Gao Xing opened his eyes wide and froze for a moment.
"Gao Xing woo~ woo woo~~~"
Seeing Gao Xing, the black figure seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, and cried out of excitement, as if his body had reached the limit of support, and collapsed limply.
"Xiao Xiang?!"
Gao Xing hurried over, input spiritual power into the opponent's body, and helped him heal his injuries.
After a while, Xiao Xiang finally opened his eyes, tears streaming down his face, and weeping uncontrollably: "Gao Xing, Yujian is too difficult to fly, too difficult, too difficult, woo woo woo~~~~~"
"what happened?"
"I finally learned how to fly Yujian today. After flying for a while, I was struck by lightning and fell into a stinky ditch from a height of more than ten meters. My legs were limping again, and it took me three or four hours to climb. Out of the stinky ditch, woo~~~"
Gao Xing sighed, not knowing what to say.
You said that Xiao Xiang was unlucky, but he was also quite unlucky. He finally learned to fly with a sword, but was struck by lightning, fell into a stinky ditch, and limped his leg again.
Call him unlucky, he is also very lucky, he was not killed by lightning, but fortunately he fell into a ditch, if he fell into a lake, he might not be able to come back.
He helped Xiao Xiang into the bathroom, took a shower, changed his clothes, and then started to eat dinner. After filling his stomach, Gao Xing helped him into the room to practice and heal his wounds.
……
At 3 o'clock in the middle of the night, the huge city was dead silent, and on a deserted street, there was only the sound of "woo woo woo" when the night wind blew past, rolling up the fallen leaves on the ground and flying.
Da da da--
A sound of footsteps came from the street, and under the dim streetlights, a tall and thin figure came out of the night.
Hu Shen looked down at the compass, but the needle still didn't turn. He looked up at the night sky, the street lights were shining on his face, and the two wrinkles at the corners of his eyes outlined the vicissitudes he shouldn't have at his age.
"Hehe..." He looked at the crescent moon, and suddenly burst out laughing. The laughter contained too many emotions, including loss, helplessness, depression, and unwillingness...
He sat on the side of the street like this, put down the backpack behind him, unzipped it, took out an urn from it, and put the urn gently on his knees.
Under the street lamp, there was a picture of a girl pasted on the urn. After years of wear and tear, the figure was no longer very clear.
He gently stroked the urn, slowly lowered his head and kissed the picture affectionately, looking at the picture with helpless and desperate eyes, "Xiaoqing, where are you, I have searched all over the city for five years, Now, I have searched the last city, why I still can't find you, did you really abandon me and go to hell?"
On a hazy moonlit night, he looked at the old and yellowed picture, and his thoughts could not help but return to ten years ago.
At that time, there was a boy named Hu Shen and a girl named Yang Xiaoqing who fell in love in the university, library, cafeteria, milk tea shop, classroom, playground, door of girls' dormitory...
There are traces of their love everywhere, the boy who is ready to move, the girl who is reserved, those heart-beating moments, pure and beautiful, constitute a beautiful picture scroll, he thought obsessively, and a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Later, after graduating from university, the two entered the society. They lived together and worked in the same company. The two lived in a basement of less than [-] square meters. The ups and downs of life did not test their love. They help each other and encourage each other, and in the small basement, the girls' happy laughter resounds again and again...
Once, the two were sitting on the sofa clinging to each other, and the girl asked the boy: "What if one day I die and disappear into this world suddenly?"
The boy replied: "Then I will look for you until I find you."
The girl asked again: "But that's me turning into a ghost, it's scary, aren't you afraid?"
The boy said: "I'm afraid, you know I'm most afraid of ghosts, so when I find you, don't scare me."
The girl smiled: "Giggle, I will scare you to death when the time comes, who told you to always bully me."
The boy turned back and threw the girl on the sofa: "Then I will bully you first..."
……
……
Later, the boy quit his job and went up the mountain with the girl's urn to become a Taoist priest. After five years of learning art on the mountain, he was finally able to go down the mountain.
He took the girl's ashes and couldn't wait to look for her everywhere. He knew that most people would go to hell after death, but some ghosts were greedy for the world and didn't want to go to hell, so they became lonely ghosts.
"Xiaoqing, I'm a Taoist priest now, I'm not afraid of ghosts, can you scare me?"
Hu Shen lowered his head, put his cheek against the urn, and rubbed it lightly. Two crystal clear teardrops fell from the corners of his eyes, dripping onto the photo, making the figure on the photo seem to come alive...
Thanks to the book friend "named Yanli" for the reward, thank you for your support
!
($)v($)
ticket!ticket! !ticket! ! !ticket! ! ! ! !
Rob, hand over your ticket! ! ! !
(End of this chapter)
After Liu Ying left, Gao Xing returned to his job, continued to eat snacks and pass the time.
Ning Keke and Xiao Ling sat behind the bar counter, not talking, occasionally looking in Gao Xing's direction, pouting their mouths, seeming a little annoyed.
In the afternoon, the sky suddenly became overcast with clouds, thunder roared in the thick clouds, and soon, heavy rain mixed with lightning bolts descended on the ground.
Pedestrians were in a hurry on the street, and some pedestrians without umbrellas ran into the coffee shop to hide from the rain, drink coffee by the way, and planned to leave after the rain stopped.
Gao Xing and the two little girls got busy because of this.
Fortunately, the rain didn't last long, it stopped after half an hour, the dark clouds also dissipated, and the warm sun shone down, dispelling the cold brought by the autumn rain.
The coffee shop was quiet again, with only a few customers.
At 08:30 in the evening, Gao Xing, who got off work, walked out of the coffee shop, rode on his electric scooter, and drove on his way home.
Under the blurred street lights, Gao Xing saw a somewhat familiar figure standing on the overpass in the distance. He fixed his eyes and saw that it was the Taoist priest from before.
Curious, he stopped by the side of the road, but saw the Taoist priest squatting down in front of a disabled beggar on the overpass in front of him, asked something, and then got up and left the overpass without giving him any money.
Soon, he went back and forth, holding two warm steamed buns, squatted down in front of the beggar, and put them into a dirty broken bowl in front of the beggar.
Then he left the overpass, and this time he really left, because Gao Xing saw him take out a compass from the backpack behind him, look around, and look down at the compass from time to time.
He seemed to be looking for a ghost, Gao Xing was a little uncertain, and he didn't stay long, and rode home on the battery.
To Gao Xing's surprise, it was almost nine o'clock, and Xiao Xiang hadn't come back yet. He went into the kitchen to prepare dinner, put them on the dining table one by one, sat and waited for more than ten minutes, and finally came out of the door. There was the sound of footsteps, from far to near.
Gao Xing looked up, and the door of the living room was opened, and a black figure with a whole body scorched and wet, whose body was still dripping water on the floor, limped in.
Gao Xing opened his eyes wide and froze for a moment.
"Gao Xing woo~ woo woo~~~"
Seeing Gao Xing, the black figure seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, and cried out of excitement, as if his body had reached the limit of support, and collapsed limply.
"Xiao Xiang?!"
Gao Xing hurried over, input spiritual power into the opponent's body, and helped him heal his injuries.
After a while, Xiao Xiang finally opened his eyes, tears streaming down his face, and weeping uncontrollably: "Gao Xing, Yujian is too difficult to fly, too difficult, too difficult, woo woo woo~~~~~"
"what happened?"
"I finally learned how to fly Yujian today. After flying for a while, I was struck by lightning and fell into a stinky ditch from a height of more than ten meters. My legs were limping again, and it took me three or four hours to climb. Out of the stinky ditch, woo~~~"
Gao Xing sighed, not knowing what to say.
You said that Xiao Xiang was unlucky, but he was also quite unlucky. He finally learned to fly with a sword, but was struck by lightning, fell into a stinky ditch, and limped his leg again.
Call him unlucky, he is also very lucky, he was not killed by lightning, but fortunately he fell into a ditch, if he fell into a lake, he might not be able to come back.
He helped Xiao Xiang into the bathroom, took a shower, changed his clothes, and then started to eat dinner. After filling his stomach, Gao Xing helped him into the room to practice and heal his wounds.
……
At 3 o'clock in the middle of the night, the huge city was dead silent, and on a deserted street, there was only the sound of "woo woo woo" when the night wind blew past, rolling up the fallen leaves on the ground and flying.
Da da da--
A sound of footsteps came from the street, and under the dim streetlights, a tall and thin figure came out of the night.
Hu Shen looked down at the compass, but the needle still didn't turn. He looked up at the night sky, the street lights were shining on his face, and the two wrinkles at the corners of his eyes outlined the vicissitudes he shouldn't have at his age.
"Hehe..." He looked at the crescent moon, and suddenly burst out laughing. The laughter contained too many emotions, including loss, helplessness, depression, and unwillingness...
He sat on the side of the street like this, put down the backpack behind him, unzipped it, took out an urn from it, and put the urn gently on his knees.
Under the street lamp, there was a picture of a girl pasted on the urn. After years of wear and tear, the figure was no longer very clear.
He gently stroked the urn, slowly lowered his head and kissed the picture affectionately, looking at the picture with helpless and desperate eyes, "Xiaoqing, where are you, I have searched all over the city for five years, Now, I have searched the last city, why I still can't find you, did you really abandon me and go to hell?"
On a hazy moonlit night, he looked at the old and yellowed picture, and his thoughts could not help but return to ten years ago.
At that time, there was a boy named Hu Shen and a girl named Yang Xiaoqing who fell in love in the university, library, cafeteria, milk tea shop, classroom, playground, door of girls' dormitory...
There are traces of their love everywhere, the boy who is ready to move, the girl who is reserved, those heart-beating moments, pure and beautiful, constitute a beautiful picture scroll, he thought obsessively, and a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Later, after graduating from university, the two entered the society. They lived together and worked in the same company. The two lived in a basement of less than [-] square meters. The ups and downs of life did not test their love. They help each other and encourage each other, and in the small basement, the girls' happy laughter resounds again and again...
Once, the two were sitting on the sofa clinging to each other, and the girl asked the boy: "What if one day I die and disappear into this world suddenly?"
The boy replied: "Then I will look for you until I find you."
The girl asked again: "But that's me turning into a ghost, it's scary, aren't you afraid?"
The boy said: "I'm afraid, you know I'm most afraid of ghosts, so when I find you, don't scare me."
The girl smiled: "Giggle, I will scare you to death when the time comes, who told you to always bully me."
The boy turned back and threw the girl on the sofa: "Then I will bully you first..."
……
……
Later, the boy quit his job and went up the mountain with the girl's urn to become a Taoist priest. After five years of learning art on the mountain, he was finally able to go down the mountain.
He took the girl's ashes and couldn't wait to look for her everywhere. He knew that most people would go to hell after death, but some ghosts were greedy for the world and didn't want to go to hell, so they became lonely ghosts.
"Xiaoqing, I'm a Taoist priest now, I'm not afraid of ghosts, can you scare me?"
Hu Shen lowered his head, put his cheek against the urn, and rubbed it lightly. Two crystal clear teardrops fell from the corners of his eyes, dripping onto the photo, making the figure on the photo seem to come alive...
Thanks to the book friend "named Yanli" for the reward, thank you for your support
!
($)v($)
ticket!ticket! !ticket! ! !ticket! ! ! ! !
Rob, hand over your ticket! ! ! !
(End of this chapter)
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