[Bottle evil black evil] Death is coming

"Actually, I... also practiced hard, trying to make up for it as much as possible, but as expected... I still can't compete with the Dao of Heaven..." Wu Xie said with a weak smile, without the reluctance or regret that a dying person should have.

Black Glasses sat down by the bed: "No wonder the soul arrester didn't show up recently, I thought he had already been arrested."

Wu Xie was amused by him: "Don't...then my sacrifice is not in vain..."

Black Glasses played with the paper man made into a small ball in his hand, and said: "Although you violated the teacher's order and caused me to lose 1000 million yuan, but if you have any last words or wishes, please tell me, and I will help you fulfill them according to your mood."

"Sorry, I don't think I can do anything with 1000 million..." Wu Xie said, stretching out his hand from under the quilt to fumble under the pillow, "However, I have something else to give you."

He took out a piece of paper, and when he handed it to the black glasses, he lost control of his arms and almost fell in front of the black glasses.

The black glasses quickly caught his wrist, the palm felt cool, the muscles under the pale skin had lost strength, the paper Wu Xie held in his hand spread itself out in the eyes of the black glasses, allowing the black glasses to see clearly— —Consent letter for organ donation, the cornea/membrane will be donated to the black blind master first.

"Although I don't know if it will be useful..." Wu Xie said, "It's my compensation, and a little thought. You... you are so rich, and you will find a way... to heal your eyes. This kind of thing, ha... Just don't do it again..."

After talking so much in one breath, Wu Xie gasped a little. The black glasses stared at him in a daze for a long time before pulling out the form in his hand, but he didn't look at it in a hurry.

"Ah... hiss—" Wu Xie let out a half cry of pain, and he swallowed the rest of the sound back to avoid calling the fat man back.He gritted his teeth and inhaled to release the airflow in his throat, while trying to pull back his hand, but the strength of the black glasses was much stronger than him, not to mention that he was weak now.

The black glasses bit hard, directly biting a bloody hole in Wu Xie's hand, licking and sucking the blood beads that came out with the tip of his tongue, and then let go of him.

Wu Xie was in so much pain that she was invigorated, and immediately withdrew her hand and hid in the quilt secretly rubbing it, for fear that he would suddenly go crazy and bite herself again. After rubbing it, she found that her finger had been bitten, and she couldn't help complaining: "I People who are about to die, even if you want to vent your anger, you don't need to bite so hard..."

The black glasses didn't speak, just pulled the quilt for him, wiped his eyes to signal him to close them and rest, then got up and left with the form.

The fat man saw that the black glasses walked out of the ward and was about to step forward to ask questions, but he saw that the black glasses didn't even look at him, and strode away as if being chased by someone. He didn't stop at all to communicate with him why Wu Xie Not only did the illness not get better, but worsened faster, he sighed angrily, and went back to the ward and said to Wu Xie: "What kind of bullshit celestial master, he is simply a charlatan!"

Wu Xie smiled reassuringly, and comforted him: "Don't blame him, he is capable, it's me...my fate is bad..."

If either of these two people hadn't been so kind to him, and he wasn't willing to take the risk of being punished by heaven to save him, maybe he wouldn't be in such a dilemma, maybe he could use one of them selfishly to maintain his life, Instead of choosing to take the initiative to die under a great opportunity.

The fat man looked at the back of the black glasses leaving from the window, and his heart was full of disapproval, but he didn't want to have such a pointless dispute with Wu Xie, so he didn't make another sound.

The black glasses walked out of the hospital gate, walked in a direction where no one was around, bit the tip of his tongue and sucked out some blood, mixed with Wu Xie's blood that had been in his mouth all the time, spit it in and brought it out of the ward when there was no one around In the small medicine bottle, cover the stopper, hold it tightly in your hand and put it in your pocket.

Isn't it just changing your fate against the sky? It's not like you haven't done it before, so what if you do it again.

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"drop--"

The monitor sounded piercing mourning, and the ECG on the screen finally turned into a straight line. The fat man comforted the crying Wu family with red eyes: "He said he was in no pain, so don't be too sad."

Wu Xie opened her eyes, looked at the crowd of tearful people around her hospital bed, subconsciously raised the corners of her mouth and smiled, stretched out her hand to comfort them: "Why are you crying, I haven't..."

The fingertips passed through her mother's arm covering her face. Wu Xie looked at her hand blankly, and it turned translucent, and the skin exuded a faint fluorescence, a bit like the spiritual power seen during cultivation. .Then look at the people around his bed, and even the entire ward, all turned into different shades of gray, everyone was immersed in grief, no one noticed themselves, as if they couldn't see themselves at all.

So I'm already dead...

Wu Xie withdrew his hand, supported the bed and sat up, feeling as if he had broken free from some kind of shackles, and his whole body became very light. He always thought that people would not feel anything after death, but he did not expect that the soul came from the body. You can also feel the process of getting out of it.

Wu Xie jumped out of bed, jumped twice, and moved his hands and feet curiously. He hadn't felt so relaxed for a long time. Looking at the thin and withered body on the hospital bed, he couldn't help complaining: "Really ugly."

"It's not ugly." Someone said behind him, Wu Xie looked back, and Zhang Qiling appeared behind him at some point, his expressionless face looked very serious: "It's very beautiful."

Zhang Qiling's words made people feel very disobedient, Wu Xie laughed unceremoniously, and then said: "Thank you, you are also very good-looking."

Wu Xie wants to take back his previous evaluation, Zhang Qiling is not ugly, he is obviously quite good-looking, but he was just like the world now, in his eyes there is only gray and gray, of course it is uncomfortable no matter how you look at it, now he Her skin has color, even her hair looks black and bright, and her appearance has soared.

"Do you regret it?" Zhang Qiling asked.

He knew that Wu Xie chose to die by himself, in order not to hurt him and the monk wearing sunglasses.

When fighting, he must always pay attention to any small movement of the enemy. To be able to survive, his insight is naturally not to be underestimated. Although Wu Xie explained half-truths to deceive himself, how could he not see Wu Xie's actions? Evil guilt and apprehension.

He just knew that Wu Xie had made up his mind, and he had no means to change the other party's mind. He had to not show up, not inspire the paper figurine, and not add burden to Wu Xie. This was the only thing he could do.

Wu Xie smiled awkwardly, and said: "I won't regret it, but... I'm a little scared. I heard that the eighteen floors of hell are very tortured, and I have attracted divine punishment... Brother, which floor do I want to go to?" ah?"

"I don't go to any floor." Zhang Qiling replied.

Wu Xie was surprised: "Huh?"

"I will hide you," Zhang Qiling said. "My meritorious deeds can offset your karma. When you can be reincarnated directly without punishment, I will send you away."

Wu Xie's eyes flickered, and he asked worriedly: "But if this is the case, won't you be punished?"

Zhang Qiling raised the corner of his mouth: "As long as you don't get discovered, you won't. So, you have to hide well."

"Let's go." Zhang Qiling stretched out his hand to Wu Xie, who held it with complicated emotions.

"Hold on."

Another familiar voice suddenly sounded, and the two looked together.

At the door of the ward, a man in black leaned against the door frame and laughed wildly. His eyes were full of black air, and he looked more like a hell messenger than Zhang Qiling: "Where do you want to take my apprentice?"

"Master!" Wu Xie said in surprise, "How could you..."

"Ah," the black glasses said casually, "If you fail to change your fate against the sky, you will die."

Wu Xie really didn't know what to say. He obviously had no tears in his soul, but he felt his eyes were moist.Over the years, Black Glasses has carefully selected clients to take on missions in order to avoid the increase of scourges, but it is self-evident why they suddenly took the risk of changing their fate against the sky.

The black glasses seemed to have misunderstood the reason why Wu Xie was about to cry. He frowned, walked up to him and stared at Zhang Qiling threateningly, and said, "Don't be afraid, with Master here, I'll see who can take you away."

Zhang Qiling looked at him without flinching, and held Wu Xie's hand even tighter.

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