I Can’t Be The Sword God

2020-11-02

Chapter 37 I hit a Taoist priest [New book for collection! 】

The moon is bright and the wind is light.

Leaf mullion.

In the small and dark room, there is the sound of water dripping.

Tick, tick.

No, not water, but blood.

A Qiang stared at his fist, clenching his teeth, the grief and resentment in his heart couldn’t stop surging.

“Why? Why is this world so unfair?” he asked, looking up.

He had a childhood sweetheart lover.

The name is A’Zhen.

The two have grown up together since childhood. For more than ten years, they only have each other in their eyes.

He has long regarded A’Zhen as his wife, and A’Zhen has long regarded him as his husband.

I thought that when he had saved enough for a dowry, all this would happen naturally.

But a few days ago, he heard that A’Zhen was going to marry a big family in the county.

He couldn’t believe it, so he went to A’Zhen’s house to ask.

A’Zhen’s parents didn’t let him in.

They say you don’t come to A’Zhen again.

Why?

He said that no one has more affection for A’Zhen than him.

He didn’t lie, he always believed that no one in this world loves A’Zhen more than him.

A’Zhen’s parents snort disdainfully.

No matter how thick it is, can it be thicker than other people’s betrothal gifts?

Today is A’Zhen’s wedding day.

A Qiang rushed over like crazy and stopped the sedan chair.

He finally met A’Zhen.

He just wanted to ask if A’Zhen also didn’t want to marry that old man.

As long as she says yes.

He took her away, and didn’t care about anything else.

But A’Zhen said.

You don’t come to me again, I’m afraid my husband will misunderstand.

Is it voluntary?

Is it true that all those years of friendship were fake?

He was beaten half to death by the servants of the big family, thrown into a stinky ditch, and didn’t stumble back home until midnight.

But the physical pain is not as good as the heartache.

It’s like a piece of my heart has been gouged out, and it can’t be filled no matter what.

He felt like a fool, having been fooled by this Old Thief Heaven for more than ten years.

“Why! Why do you do this to me!” He tore his clothes in pain.

At this time, a sullen voice suddenly came to mind.

“hehe, because you are too weak.”

“Who?”

Ah Qiang’s eyes widened, the room was empty, there was no second silhouette.

Who is talking? Is it a hallucination?

“Because you are too weak, you are destined to be trampled underfoot! You hate them, you hate that big dog, he is old and disrespectful, and he has to marry a young and beautiful concubine at his age. You hate that stinky woman, she doesn’t remember her old feelings, she doesn’t have the slightest pity when she sees you being beaten to death. You hate her parents, they treat you with contempt, but they do nothing to big families, haha, the people you hate are too More. But, you can only hate, you can’t do anything.”

The voice was still in my ear, very clear, definitely not fake.

Aqiang’s heart peng peng, and he asked in a panic, “Are you a human or a ghost?”

“Are you a human or a ghost, does it matter?” The voice fluttered. Suddenly, it seems to be full of endless temptation: “The important thing is that I have a powerful force that can make these people you hate pay the price of blood!”

“Power… You, what are you talking about?” Ah Qiang leaned against the wall, shiver coldly.

“You have been destined to be an ant in your life. Even if you are stepped into the mud, you can’t struggle. You can only hold this resentment until you die. And I have a strength that can make you change.

Powerful, it can make them regret provoking you in the next life, and can make this unfair world tremble for you. Do you want it?”

Aqiang’s eyes widened and he gasped for a while. , tremblingly: “Want to…”

“Then…”

“Are you afraid of death?”

The voice became more and more seductive, A Qiang’s eyes gradually lit up with a strange look, and he fell into a strange emotion.

He was like a traveler who had been thirsty for more than ten days in the desert when he suddenly saw a delicious wine and barbecue in front of him, and a strong uncontrollable desire burst out from the bottom of his heart.

“I’m not afraid.”

“Then you just need a simple trade.”

“How to trade?”

” You turn around.”

A Qiang was a little strange when he heard this, he was leaning his back against the wall.

But he still looked back obediently.

The glance made him have one’s hair stand on end.

It turned out that there was a face on the wall behind him!

Clear facial features, smart eyes, a living face!

“Hehe, have you just been afraid? Remember this fear, thinking that in the future you will bring them a thousand times more than this fear, aren’t you eager?”

The face gradually bulged, and then led out the body below, and soon, a strange silhouette in a blue robe appeared in front of Ah Qiang.

“Who you are?” Ah Qiang asked tremblingly.

In fact, he has already guessed that the other party is not a human being, and it may be more appropriate to ask what the hell you are.

“I am the messenger from the ghost country, and at the same time, I am here to help you, my friend.”

The ghost continued to speak in a soft and seductive voice, He took out something from his arms and handed it to A Qiang.

He opened his hand and saw a dirty little copper coin in the palm of his sharp fingernails.

“Take it away and you can have terrifying power. But you have to sell your life to me. It’s a rare fair deal in this unfair world, you…  Do you agree?”

A Qiang was scared and wanted to turn around and run.

But another voice in his heart told him to take this copper coin and take revenge on them.

Death is nothing at worst.

I want to drag those people to death!

“I…”

Just as his heart was beating wildly.

A clear voice suddenly came from outside the window: “I don’t agree.”

“en?”

The ghost frowned and looked towards the window, and the whole body suddenly burst out. A chill made A Qiang shiver.

He turned his head and saw an unbelievably handsome Little Daoist Priest standing outside the window, wearing a brand-new azure daoist robe, with a bamboo hairpin in a bun casually, with an indescribable bearing. Chic.

A Qiang’s first thought turned out to be… If I look like this, maybe A’Zhen won’t leave?

But he quickly overturned the idea.

If I look like this, I still want her?

When he was thinking about it, Little Daoist Priest said to him: “Sorry, the door didn’t open, I came in through the wall.”

“Ah… oh .” Ah Qiang nodded blankly.

The blue robe ghost squinted: “Where did the Little Daoist Priest come from? It’s really act recklessly.”

It was about to raise its hand to kill the Little Daoist Priest. Suddenly there was a flash of electricity.

Wait, priest?

This Taoist…could it be…that Taoist?

It took a close look at Li Chu and the iron sword behind him.

Seems unremarkable?

But out of caution, it still asked: “Little Daoist Priest, have you ever been to the Liu Family ghost house?”

“How many times have you been, how, you and Does the ghost in it have anything to do with it?” Li Chu asked rhetorically.

If this ghost wants to chat with him, he doesn’t mind chatting with him, it would be better if he can figure out its origin and the purpose of its wraith.

But his wish came to nothing.

After listening to him say “I have been there a few times”, the ghost complexion greatly changed! Like an animal that suddenly exploded, the ghost body trembled, then turned around and ran!

It’s astonishingly fast, almost flying in a blue light!

In order not to let it go, Li Chu could only quickly draw his sword and cut it out!

The blue robe ghost has already raised the strength of several lifetimes to escape in an instant, but it is still aware of the coming of death after feeling the terrifying sword pressure behind it.

It only had time to send a message to the distance with all its strength.

“I bumped into a Taoist priest! Ah-“

Thanks for the reward of “Dream Sansan, full of aggressiveness”.

(end of this chapter)