Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum: Sixty-seventh bowl of soup (nine)

Sixty-seventh bowl of soup (nine)

"Still quibble!" Lan Shenxue angrily walked around the room like a raging lion. The knife in his hand had already injured him, but he didn't notice it at all, as if he didn't know it at all. Feel the pain in general. "You were for him from the very beginning! When he came, your whole person changed! First, you were not allowed to kill him, then you asked me to save him, and in the middle, he cooked medicine for him, and now you even want to sacrifice yourself to help him. You are for him! You are lying to me! You bad woman!"

He is really as naive as a child who hasn't grown up, his eyes are red with anger, he wants to kill her, but he is reluctant to kill her, his eyes are full of sadness and grievance.

Seeing the deer lying down and looking up at the roof, she felt that she had changed a bit, but she couldn't tell where. She just... just wanted to go back. That was her only obsession for thousands of years, a longing that she had never dissipated from the bottom of her heart in the Forgotten River. Even if I can't save anything when I go back, I hope I can have a chance.

She can devote herself to someone according to the situation, Lan Shenxue can, it doesn't matter if it is another man, she has never forgotten her purpose - to go back.

She just wanted to go back and see that person and take what she always wanted and that's it.

If she can, naturally, she doesn't want to hurt anyone, but Kelan Shenxue is different from anyone she's seen before. He's crazy and paranoid, and what he's looking for will never change. Secular etiquette, righteousness, righteousness and morality mean nothing to him, but she is not the one who can accompany him all his life.

"I'm not for Dongfang Hong." She didn't want to lie to him. "I'm for myself."

"What do you mean?" Lan Shenxue didn't understand.

He will never understand. He will never know what the woman in front of him has been through, nor the scars that hide beneath her seemingly beautiful exterior. The deer that Lan Shenxue saw was beautiful, it was the original appearance, but what was underneath the surface?

It's tears, it's blood, it's despair.

That's a memory that only she bears, and the distance between them is more than thousands of years? There is also a distance in Jianlu's heart that can never be reached. If she does not go back for a day, she will not be able to get rid of it.

But Jianlu didn't answer him, she just sat up slowly from the table, she took Lan Shenxue's hand, took the knife from his hand, and whispered to him, "I'm sorry, Deep snow."

But she still won't change her mind.

Lan Shenxue seldom felt this way. He couldn't describe it in words. He only knew that his heart, which had never been in pain, began to have small pains and began to spread along the cracks. , some gnawed his internal organs, and some devoured his soul. But he had never been so awake like this before. He looked at the woman in front of him calmly, and for the first time in his life, he realized what a heartbeat is.

Ah, he thought.

It turns out that this feeling of her is called heartbeat.

He was a little dazed, "But if you do this, this body will rot."

After saying this, Lan Shenxue suddenly felt very boring. What is he busy with every day? The woman he likes will not be willing to stay by his side because of this. "It's boring."

He said. "It's boring to live."

As long as he thinks about not having this woman by his side, his life becomes blank. The sounds and breaths he used to hate the most, but if he saw the deer disappear, he just thought about it and felt extremely lost and wanted to catch it.

But he couldn't catch it.

Seeing the deer suddenly said: "Then let's make another ten thousand corpse pill."

"What?"

"One more corpse pill." She looked at him seriously and smiled at him. There was something strange in that smile that Lan Shenxue couldn't understand, but she couldn't help but feel bad for it. "I believe you must have a way to keep this body. When you make another corpse pill, I will come back to you."

Lan Shenxue asked her, "Even if I disagree—"

"Help me, Miyuki." She suddenly hugged his neck, which was the first thing she asked him to do for her. "Dug out my heart and give it to Dongfanghong, make it look like a living person, Dongfanghong has a way to use it, and then...wait for me."

She is begging him.

Lan Shenxue suddenly softened, he thought, so be it. Hasn't it been twenty years since he was alone, or just wait another ten years... Maybe it will be a little more, and she will come back after refining another ten thousand corpse pills.

Men should be nice to their women. Women give what they want.

She just asks him, and he doesn't care about anything.

"All right," he heard himself say. "But you have to keep your word, or I'll never care about you again."

Seeing the deer chuckling: "Okay."

Lan Shenxue closed her eyes.

Dongfang Hong and the others waited for a long time, all worried about what would happen between Doctor Lan and Miss Jianlu. Just when they couldn't sit still, Lan Shenxue appeared.

They hurriedly got up to meet them, but looked at the wooden box in Lan Shenxue's hands in amazement.

Dongfang Hong and others are brave and courageous, and they will definitely not agree to take hearts, but Lan Shenxue is different from Jianlu and them. They are not good people, and they can do anything to achieve their goals. Therefore, Lan Shenxue personally took out her heart, and when he made the Wan corpse pill, he would find a clean heart for her again.

She said she would come back, and he believed it.

Otherwise he would leave her alone.

Handing the wooden box into Dongfang Hong's hands, Lan Shenxue turned into that gloomy and sickly pale young man again. His eyes were a touch of blood red: "Go away."

Then he ignored them again.

He went back to the alchemy room and sat in the room where Jianlu lived for a while. Seeing that the deer's body was kept in the underground ice cellar of the villa, where there are exotic flowers and plants, clean and bloodless, she should like it very much. He also stuffed a Zhuyanzhu in her mouth to keep her face from rot.

It's just that she begged him, so they need to be separated for a few years temporarily, and naturally there will be a chance to see each other in the future.

Lan Shenxue began to concoct alchemy frantically, but the Wanshi dan was so easy to make. If he hadn't known Jianlu's dislike of random killing, he really wanted to kill 10,000 people and throw them into alchemy. All his time was spent on alchemy, and he never stopped day and night. Such days are no different from before meeting her, except that at that time it was because of his obsession with alchemy, and now it is to bring Jianlu back to life.

After a month like this, Dongfang Hong and others came back. They knelt outside the villa for a long time, saying that they wanted to be his servants. Lan Shenxue thought it was ridiculous. If he wanted servants, there would be living corpses everywhere, quiet and silent, wouldn't he be better than these noisy guys?

But...

They said they could help him collect the bodies.

Lan Shenxue was caught in a difficult decision. Although he still disliked Dongfang Hong no matter how he looked at it, finding a corpse from a living corpse was indeed not as flexible as a living person. So he agreed to the request of Dongfang Hong and others, and let them live in the yard farthest from him in the villa. There were countless gold and silver jewelry and precious medicinal materials, enough to buy many, many corpses to refine the Wan corpse pill.

Dongfang Hong and Tang Huaiyan became relatives. He fulfilled his master's wishes, and he had no utilitarian intentions and just wanted to repay his gratitude. Seeing that the deer girl died for them, if there is a chance to resurrect her, they are willing to give their lives for it. In fact, he was also afraid that the young master would be so heartbroken over the girl's death that he would start killing people. If someone like Lan Shenxue became a murderer, it would be much harder to deal with than that devil.

But the corpses obtained without killing people are too few and too slow. It took them 20 years to get them together. Lan Shenxue carefully selected a heart for Jianlu. The person who died is fresh and energetic. The other party has never done any bad things during his lifetime, and he will definitely like it when he sees the deer.

Lan Shenxue thinks so. He once again opened the deer's dry chest like he did many years ago, exposing the internal organs that were already stiff as a stone. He embalmed the heart and put it in again. , as if she were still alive.

But the corpse pill has not been refined, and she still has to lie in the ice cellar. He has come to see her countless times over the years, and he can't help but think of the words "Help me, Miyuki" she said when she left a long time ago.

That was the only sustenance she left him in this world. In fact, after so long, Lan Shenxue couldn't figure out if she really liked her or if she just wanted to fulfill her wish.

It's another ten years, and the Myriad Corpse Pill was successfully refined. Everyone was extremely excited, and a long-lost smile appeared on Lan Shenxue's face.

He used the method of refining living corpses to repair and assemble Jianlu again. When she wakes up, she will find that she is not old at all, what she was then and what she is now. Of course, Lan Shenxue himself is not very old. He always felt that seeing the deer owed him 30 years of time, he had to make up for it no matter what.

He doesn't want to grow old, and he doesn't dare to grow old. He will wait until this woman comes back, and then threaten her. If you don't obey, I will leave you alone, and let your internal organs rot and mold, and you will die.

Dongfang Hong and the others were old and their faces were full of wrinkles. Lan Shenxue decided to wait for them to die and turn them all into living corpses, so that they could continue to be his servants.

Under everyone's attention, he pushed the Wanshi Pill into the corpse's mouth as he did thirty years ago, and then put her into the medicinal soup to soak it. Although...

Although she opened her eyes but didn't speak, it didn't matter, consciousness didn't come back so quickly.

But Lan Shenxue waited for a long, long time until he realized that thirty years ago, the woman he named Jianlu lied to him.

She's not coming back.

Lan Shenxue stared blankly at the living corpse with her eyes open, her skin soft and lively like a living person, but her eyes were dead and unmoved. She lowered her head, lowered her eyes, and said.

"I don't care about you."

As if something, in an instant, collapsed.