Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum: Sixty-eighth bowl of soup (thirteen)

Sixty-eighth bowl of soup (thirteen)

As soon as this voice appeared, the young man was slightly taken aback, and saw that the dark sky was instantly clear, the thunder was fading, the lightning disappeared, and even the black air around him was much dimmed by the sunlight.

On the other hand, there was no sense of oppression on the other side. Instead, he was very soft. He was looking at him calmly.

The young man is still a ghost, and he has the fear of Qing Huan that exists in his soul, but even if his face is pale, he stares at Qing Huan stubbornly and refuses to give in the slightest. "You're back."

"Are you scared?"

He knew that if the other party wanted to suppress him, he was afraid that he would lose his mind early, but he was still unwilling. "I-"

He was interrupted before he finished speaking: "Aren't you satisfied yet?"

What?

Just as the young man was stunned, Qing Huan stopped, stood a few steps away from him and looked up at the sky: "Your wish is over, what else in this world is worthy of your attachment?" It's up to you to be a good person or a bad person, but if you forget your heart, it will never be better.

"I don't understand what you're talking about."

"There's nothing I don't understand." Qing Huan was still looking at the sky. It was clear and blue, and the sun was shining warmly, which made her feel gentle and happy. The same is true for people in this world. No matter how many disasters they experience, the strength of human nature will make them stand up and build their homes again. She has always distinguished herself and "people" very clearly. While she loves life, she is decisive and resolute, but most of the ghosts at the bottom of the Forgotten River are troubled by obsessions. You see, the road is not far away. As long as you let go of your obsession, you can leave Wangchuan.

But no ghost ever really lets go. They were entangled in obsessions, trapped in the mud, so Wangchuan became hell, the gates of **** were opened, but no one could get out. They tried every means to leave, but no one was willing to let go of their obsessions.

"You are the fifth ghost I chose." Qing Huan stretched out her hand, her index finger was slightly curved upwards, a snow-white butterfly flew from somewhere and stayed on her knuckle, "Otherwise, do you really think that Can Yin*'s behavior hide from me?"

The youth stared at her: "Then why do you want her back to the world?"

"Because of you." Qing Huan looked at him like a lost child, "Yin's chance came from you, otherwise her soul would end up at the bottom of the Forgotten River, turning into mud at any time. , when will you be free, because she will never let go."

The young man still doesn't understand because his mind is still blank.

Qing Huan smiled, but did not return his memory to him. Some things are better not to remember. "In every world, you can appear by her side as Pipa. You don't really think that this is a reward for her to complete the task, do you?"

Speaking, she released her finger and let the butterfly fly away, "Naihe Bridge has no concept of time and space since then, Naihe Bridge will live with me forever, and therefore, any kind of time can happen here."

But she didn't explain too much, but asked the youth: "What are you going to do next, ask your own heart."

Does he really want to destroy the world? The young man didn't know, he stared blankly at Qing Huan, for a while he didn't know the meaning of his existence. In the end, only the dead bones wrapped in the splendid clothes in his arms seemed so heavy that he nostalgic. "...will she come back?"

"You know the answer." Qing Huan raised her eyebrows slightly, "What should disappear has disappeared, no one has the privilege, and no one can be an exception."

The young man slowly picked up the dry bones, his black eyes spread all over his eyes, he seemed to want to cry, but he didn't cry. what.

He came out of Wangchuan, and just now he committed a lot of murders, and he also expected his own fate, but if Yin * did not exist in this world, he felt that his life was meaningless.

So right in front of Qing Huan, he made a whimpering sound, then turned into black air and dispersed, and the only thing left on the ground was a pair of yellowish human bones.

Qing Huan let out a long sigh, wrapped the two pairs of bones in the imperial concubine's gown, and brushed them lightly. Wherever the fingertips went, the human bones merged into one, turning into a white-boned lute, while the imperial concubine's court clothes became The golden patterns on the pipa, little by little, penetrate deep into the bones.

Yin*'s pipa was dropped by herself, which is her determination to let go of the past, and this pipa is so beautiful and moving, it would be a pity to break it, so Qing Huan repaired it with the bones of the youth, after that they The two ghosts will forever be intertwined with flesh and blood, and will never be separated again.

The youth crossed time for Yin* and turned into a ghost to come to her side.

Yin* let go of the past for the young man, turning all love and hatred into sighs and sorrows, so that he can be free.

Even if the soul is annihilated, life disappears, even if the word is never spoken, buried deep in the soul, the clearest and cleanest thing still exists.

This is the reason why people are human and the reason why they can be favored by God.

Qing Huan picked up the pipa and took a last look at the world that was no longer devastated. After the emperor died, the ministers would naturally choose the suitable son of the king and grandson to inherit the throne, and the son of Yin *, that poor little fellow should not die, and will also possess the child who will inherit the throne in the future, which belongs to him. , go round and round, it will still belong to him.

Mo Ze on the Naihe Bridge rushed over and hugged her thigh at first sight when he saw Qinghuan. Qinghuan looked down at him and felt that he seemed to have gained a lot of weight. He used to be plump , now fatter, the whole person looks like a meat ball. I feel like I don't miss her very much.

"Master Master! You are back! I miss you so much!"

Not only Mo Ze, but Ji Guang and Xiao Hei have also been walking around Qing Huan and tripping her legs, Qing Huan sighed and sat down, grabbing everything into his arms. Fortunately, she is not a mortal, and fortunately, each of them is a small one, otherwise the leg will be crushed and broken. Then she asked a question from her soul: "Long time no see, but why are you all fat?"

One by one, they are heavy to weigh, and they have a good life.

Mo Ze coughed twice and flattered: "I miss my master so much..." As soon as he thought about his master, he couldn't help but eat something to ease his thoughts... Not only did he eat it alone, but Jiguang Xiaohei also ate it all. A lot!

Let's get fat, let's get fat together!

Jiguang licked Qinghuan's hand. Although he was a little fatter, his movements were still flexible. He quickly climbed to Qinghuan's shoulder, licked her finger again, and let out a soft cry. Qing Huan rubbed its fluffy little head, and then scratched Xiao Hei's chin, and asked Mo Ze, "Is the task I gave you doing well?"

The voice is gentle and gentle, which is her usual tone, but Mo Ze didn't dare to act like a spoiled child for a moment, he became serious and nodded his head: "I tried my best!"

He did his best. He tried his best to save those who could be saved. He also tried his best to save those who couldn't. Qing Huan listened and pinched his tender face: "Very good."

She has never been stingy with words of praise, especially Mo Ze's doing really well.

Getting the praise, Mo Ze smiled and asked curiously, "Master, where have you been?" In fact, at first he didn't know that the master came back, until the Naihe Bridge changed... The previous Naihe Bridge, although the time was slow , but still limited by time, but now, there is no more time on the Naihe Bridge.

It's not that time stops, it's that there is no "time", so the impossible becomes possible.

Qing Huan chuckled, "Forgot to mention, I'll introduce you to a new friend."

Speaking, she opened her palm slowly, and a faint black light perched there. If you look closely, you will find that the black light is slowly shaking, and it seems to be alive.

"This is..."

She poked the little black group, and the little black group made a delicate humming sound, which looked particularly cute, "This is a remnant soul, you need to take care of it slowly, and when it grows up, you will will know what it looks like."

"Is the master leaving this time for it?" Mo Ze pouted, feeling suddenly unloved.

"It's natural." Qing Huan raised her eyebrows, "Don't look at how small it is, but its obsession is as deep as that of thousands of ghosts." That's why she made this trip herself. Just to bring it back.

Mo Ze tilted his head, even with Jiguang and Xiao Hei making the same tilted expression, it was too cute, Qing Huan couldn't hold back, looked at the calm conjuring banner, "That's it, it's still horizontal and vertical. If I have time, I will tell you a story before the next ghost arrives."

Then put the little black ball on the table and poured himself a cup of tea.

Since there is no time, it does not matter whether it is sooner or later.

"Wait!"

Mo Ze's sudden voice attracted four dissatisfied eyes from Jiguang Xiaohei, but he didn't care, but grabbed one of Qinghuan's fingers and asked, "I don't understand why the last ghost gave up on destroying that world. ?"

Qing Huan smiled: "Of course it's because his wish has been fulfilled and his obsession has disappeared."

There is nothing left to miss, so I will go back with my loved one.

The saddest thing in the world is that we don't know each other. We have been with Wangchuan for thousands of years. One cannot remember, and the other has not yet experienced. Only when Yin* leaves Wangchuan and returns to that world, crossing the distance between time and space, will he be able to There are first encounters, and there are later ones that cannot be forgotten.

It's just that in the end, those who have experienced it choose to disappear. Waiting for thousands of years in the Wangchuan River, the person who wants to be around but who doesn't know it forgets what love is, and only remembers to find a female liar.

"At that time, he had a personal name."

It's called.

Lan Shenxue.