After being reincarnated as a bad woman, I became my enemy?

"Blame me... I have a bad life in my life, so I can't help... I'm with you..."

"Tianqing...don't cry...you listen to me...senior sister, please do one thing..."

"Live...Live for a long time...Only you...Only you still care...I used to exist..."

The senior sister leaned on Fu Tianqing's arms.

The flashes of light that burned the last remaining energy of life gradually faded.

The light in her eyes began to dim, but her hand firmly grasped Fu Tianqing's sleeve.

Just like when we first met.

"And... in the next life... if you see me again..."

"It should be you..."

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Walked out of the confinement room.

The sun outside is so harsh.

The sky was clear and cloudless.

Hang Yanling closed his eyes.

Breathing heavily.

The memory of more than three hundred years was salvaged.

Facts distorted by fond memories.

A memory beautified by a cowardly self.

Yes……

She hadn't forgotten, never had.

Just keep ignoring it by self-deception.

The senior sister's request when she was dying was actually not an extravagant hope to be saved by herself in the next life...

But if there is an afterlife.

She hoped that the person who killed her with her own hands would be the one she cared for the most and the only student who could remember her.

……

……

"call."

When the breeze came, it messed up her hair, Hang Yanling let go of her crutches, stretched out her hands and patted her face lightly.

"I'm sorry, senior sister, I failed to become a doctor who can help the world, but instead became a scum that everyone shouted and beat."

"I also failed to leave children and grandchildren smoothly, and I have been entangled by that wicked girl who killed you all my life."

"Even not long ago, I reconciled with her."

"Maybe I've always been a bad junior who failed your expectations."

"so……"

"This time your life, let me have the final say."

Chapter 42 Past Light

"Crows and crows flap their wings and fly ~ Ashes, ah, piles of ashes - the coffin covers the mouth ~ Who cares who you are after you die~"

Humming a depressing tune, the girl in sackcloth and filial piety shuttled through the woods outside the gate of the different class.

The white paper on the filial son's banner fluttered slightly with her movements, and her steps were brisk.

Little Bell is very happy today.

Her intuition told her that there was a big mess today, and the students in the different class were all panic-stricken, as if they were planning something, and they were deliberately avoiding her and not sharing it with her.

What little Lingdang hates the most is that other people don't play with her. By chance, she heard from her classmates that a dead person was found in the woods, so she happily ran into the woods while no one was paying attention.

"Good afternoon~"

The little bell smiled and greeted the birds jumping on the treetops and the wood rats scurrying in the grass, strolling in the soft grass, walking as they wanted.

Measuring the size of the wild forest with both feet, walking with the beasts and birds, following the smell of the cemetery in the air, the little bell walked to a broken tree in the middle of the forest.

"what?"

She lightly jumped onto the broken and fallen tree trunk, raised her head and looked ahead.

The smell of the dead is coming from the front, yes, but...

"Did autumn come so early this year?"

After the trunk, there is a whole dead forest.

With the broken tree at this moment as the boundary, the turf in front of the trunk has all withered and browned, and when the wind blows, the grass poles will be broken, making a rattling sound.

The green moss that originally grew on the tree seemed to have been burned by a fire, sticking black to the trunk, and the leaves hanging on the treetops were all withered, and the leaves drifted down with the wind.

In the forest, in the area in front of me, there is a rain of dead leaves.

Little Bell turned her head to look behind her, and the lush grass and vibrant forest remained the same.

Turning around again and looking ahead, the area in front of me is like two completely different worlds.

A leaf fell on Little Bell's hand, and Little Bell grabbed it casually.

The leaves were extremely cold, and the black mist was blown away from the leaves by the wind, and the leaves that had lost the black air were cracked inch by inch in the palm of the little bell, turning into pieces of slag.

"This smell...is the smell of Senior Sister?"

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Hang Yanling fled.

This news did not surprise the teaching staff of Linlang Academy. After all, it was surprising that she, a rebellious person who dared to openly beat the referee after entering the competition, did not run away.

The neglected confinement room was originally a trap they had prepared for Hang Yanling, and it was easy to escape - but once he really escaped, Hang Yanling would change from a "suspect" to "absconding in fear of crime".

At that time, regardless of whether the corpse was caused by Hang Yanling or not, she will be severely punished for violating school rules, and may even face the risk of being directly expelled from Linlang Academy.

This is what many people want to see. After all, not all teachers in Linlang Academy are used to rebellious students like Hang Yanling.

Many people hoped to drive her away and drive this unruly vicious girl away from here.

Hasn't she made enough trouble these days?Playing referees, provoking the heirs of the top ten families, and now even daring to kidnap openly, who knows what troubles she will cause in the future.

A group of teachers who succeeded in their scheme happily went to find Bishui's office, wanting to see how this new teacher, who was from the same school as the former dean, would cover up his student's escape.

However, Bi Shui, who was disturbed during his lunch break, just yawned lazily and left them a sentence: "Whatever, don't disturb me."

Then I went back to sleep and went back to the cage, as if I really didn't care about everything.

There are not a few teachers who hope to expel Hang Yanling. They were humiliated because of asking for marriage, and there are many students who want Hang Yanling to look good. They spontaneously organized this afternoon and posted a headline in Linlang Academy to track down this A villain who fled in fear of crime.

Can be a whole afternoon.

No one has seen Hang Yanling's whereabouts.

There is no record of spirit beasts flying away from Linlang Academy today, and the teacher guarding the cloud steps did not see anyone entering or leaving this afternoon.

This shows that Hang Yanling must still be in Linlang Academy.

The teacher at the patrol office ordered that even if they dig three feet into the ground, they should also arrest this vile girl who does not conform to discipline and set it as a model for the public.

But after searching for a long time, Hang Yanling couldn't find it, but bad news came one after another.

The body was gone.

And the red forest that was stained by the blood rain at the beginning has completely withered for some reason. Within a diameter of nearly [-] meters, there is only a field of fallen leaves and broken grass. Not to mention the blood, not even a living thing can be seen.

Everyone firmly believed that it was done by Hang Yanling, but no one could explain how Hang Yanling did it under this almost carpet search.

The three Zhenyuan period students who guarded the morgue swore that no one had ever entered there, and the corpse disappeared completely out of thin air.

And that's it... until late at night.

The team searching for Hang Yanling found nothing.

They questioned every student in the different class, and even asked Bi Shui to bring out Ling Shuo for them to investigate.

But Hang Yanling seemed to have disappeared from this world together with that corpse, leaving no trace behind.

Except for a letter.

A letter handed over to the teacher of the inspection team by Yan Qiuyu, Hang Yanling's senior sister.

Only a short sentence was written on it.

"Human life is the most important thing, and there is a thousand pieces of gold."

This is the creed of Yuyuan, the admonition left by the original principal for the first batch of students after Linlang Academy was founded.

This word was written with Yin Hong's blood, and the letter was left for them by Hang Yanling.

The teachers of Linlang Academy looked at the envelope and were puzzled. They couldn't figure out why a student who had absconded in fear of crime would leave them such a letter.

Asked Yan Qiuyu, but the other party only said that, she had nothing to do with this fact, and the letter was only found on the table when she returned to the dormitory.

What is the purpose of Hang Yanling writing this passage?

Provocation, sarcasm?

But why use the motto of Healing Hospital...

After the confusion lasted for 10 minutes, it was finally broken by a voice.

"Yuyuan, Yuyuan... That's right! Yuyuan once found a faceless blood corpse at the foot of the mountain! Hang Yanling also acted together at that time, and her goal was that blood corpse!!!"

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Linlang Academy is very noisy tonight.

Everyone was excitedly discussing what happened today. After all, in this envious and closed school, a little trouble is enough to become hot news.

Hangyan Ling was originally one of the topics they often talked about. This time, students and teachers also took part in the action. The news spread faster than before, and the attention was higher than before.

Hang Yanling, who mysteriously disappeared in the academy, became the main object of everyone's chat after dinner tonight, and the news spread like wildfire after spreading to every corner of Linlang Academy.

Naturally, it also fell into the ears of another related person.

Today, it was rare for Zhou Qinghe to leave the healing hospital very early. In the past, she would always go to the corridor in the academy to take a rest after a day of study, but now the hasty look on her face revealed her restlessness at this time.

Almost trotting, ran back to the dormitory.

Zhou Qinghe closed the door, and the bitter scent of herbs in the dormitory soothed her anxious mood a little.

Contrary to the quiet and virtuous image he usually shows in front of people, Zhou Qinghe's dormitory is very messy.

Her dormitory is a single room, and there are a lot of medical-related books piled up on the bed, on the floor, and on the dressing table.

Swallowing the medicine warmly in the small medicine cauldron, Zhou Qinghe casually picked up a cracked porcelain bowl from the dressing table, regardless of the fact that the medicine in the medicine cauldron was still bubbling, she reached out and scooped up a bowl Hold it in your palm.

The hot air from the soup hit her face and scattered in all directions.

The half of the face covered by the hair also slowly spread away, revealing a pair of eyes that were reddened by the herbs.

She closed her eyes, raised her neck, and swallowed the soup in one gulp.

"Cough, cough...cough!"

The jet-black medicinal liquid spewed out of his mouth with a cough, Zhou Qinghe covered his mouth, forced himself to swallow the hot medicinal liquid, staggered and sat on the stool in front of the dressing table.

Leaning his body on the back of the chair, Zhou Qinghe put down the bowl casually, and lit the candle lamp in front of the dressing table with a torch.

Her own face was reflected in the mirror, she glanced at it hastily, looked away as if avoiding it, but turned her neck back mechanically.

Lips quivered.

In the empty room, Zhou Qinghe's tone became very different from usual.

"Your hesitation hurt my Zhou family again."

The reflection in the mirror changed with Zhou Qinghe's movements.