Kuaichuanzhi and Zha Gong are in deep love

The sound of rites and music changed from ethereal to real, and all the stoves in Jiaoyang Hall were burning.

The hijab on her body is exquisite and heavy, and the hijab on her face is red.

Jian Shou felt for his own pulse, it was a dead person...

At this time, Qin Shou hadn't entered the house yet, and he didn't realize that the person he was married to had been forced to death by him.

The so-called obsession may just be a pity, but now everything is too late.

Jian Shou needs to go back to the beginning and make up a happy ending for Qin Shou.

The door was pushed open and then closed quickly, blocking the air-conditioning outside the room before it could penetrate.

The footsteps of martial arts practitioners were originally very light, but at this moment they seemed extremely cautious.

From Jian Shou's perspective, he could only see a pair of red boats covered with gold threads standing in front of him.

After waiting for a long time, the Xi scale next to it was still neatly placed, and no one came to visit.

Jane pursed her lips, as if she had become the impatient person.

When Jian Shou lifted the hijab by himself, Qin Shou's breathing stopped.

No makeup was applied on the plain face, and because of the thin body, the lip color was even too pale. Against the bright red around the ears, it was so beautiful that it made people feel distressed.

The same person who was stunned was Jian Shou.

That was Qin Shou, who was in his prime and had a lively heartbeat.

He was wearing a gorgeous dress with a waist instead of a tattered robe; his figure was still tall and straight, but there was no gloomy chill.

At this time, Qin Shou hadn't experienced the pain of life and death, nor had he gone mad in despair after thousands of years of waiting.

Until Qin Shou knelt down in a panic and cupped his face with both hands.

Jian Shou realized that his eyes were wet in an instant, and he cried silently.

Qin Shou was wiping his tears, even his fingers were trembling.

He knows that he has done many wrong things, but the only thing he regrets is only one thing

It hurt Ah Shou's heart.

The most difficult thing in the world is to make a person who is determined to be happy.

He once thought paranoidly that he had always been a selfish person to the end.

Even if it means locking Ah Shou by his side for the rest of his life, he doesn't want to try the pain of losing him.

But now, when he saw Ah Shoulian crying, he was silent.

The feeling of heartache to the point of panic made him weak all over, unable to straighten his back.

Qin Shou felt that he was really bad, and Ah Shou clearly didn't want to marry him.

Even, disgusted to hate.

The drooping corner of his mouth was filled with sadness: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry Ah Shou, I did something wrong..."

He still has to apologize, regretting exactly the same as in his previous life.

Jian Shou looked at him, with inexplicable emotions hidden in the watery eyes.

"I won't forgive you."

The words are cold, as if ruthless.

It's a pity... Qin Shou didn't read the reluctance in it.

A strong stabbing pain spread from the ventricle to all the limbs.

It was as if thousands of ghosts were gnawing at his flesh and blood, sucking his blood.

The strange and real pain was sudden and terrifying.

He finally let go of his hand on Jian Shou's face, bent over to support the edge of the bed, and waited for the dizziness to subside.

Just like when we met for the first time, he looked slightly hunched over.

It must have been in excruciating pain, but she couldn't bear to show a worrying fragility.

What a bad guy who is good at disguising...

From the beginning to the end, he hid his pain, paranoia, and madness very well.

At this moment, Jian Shou hugged him.

His head was pressed against his chest, and his breath was filled with the faint scent of medicine from Jian Shou's body.

Qin Shou stared blankly, and when he blinked, cold sweat rolled down his eyelids.

He rubbed greedily, and hugged Jian Shou's waist tightly.

Jian Shou's downcast eyes no longer shed tears, and his gaze was soft where Qin Shou couldn't see it.

I am not qualified to forgive you for the young master of Xiangfu in my previous life.

So, please, don't forgive me...

"Is it snowing outside?"

"It's falling, this is the first snow this year."

"I want to see it."

"I'll carry you."

…………

In just three months, times have changed.

There is a new prefect in Yi County, and a new storyteller in the teahouse.

It's just mediocre, most of the tea drinkers talk about themselves, not very supportive.

"That beggar on South Street almost scared my mother-in-law out of her life!"

Butcher Wang patted the table and laughed loudly: "Just like your tigress, who is not afraid of the sky and the earth, who can scare her!?"

From the outside of the teahouse, I heard Butcher Wang's voice passing by the aunt's ear.

Then he smiled and yelled inside: "Boss Wang, you closed the stall too early today! I didn't see anyone there just now."

Butcher Wang snorted, "Ma'am, come early tomorrow, and I'll leave some organs for you."

The aunt agreed with a smile, thanked her, and said that she would definitely go early tomorrow.

Tailor Zhou sighed again and again, he was a kind-hearted brother, but he had a loud voice, so the old lady caught him and took advantage of it again.

After thinking about it, I still didn't talk too much, and changed the topic back: "Don't believe me! It's because my mother-in-law is so courageous that she is even more terrifying!"

A beggar came to South Street.

To talk about this kind of ordinary years when rich people smell of wine and meat, there is nothing to say if there is an extra beggar on any street.

But this beggar is not an ordinary beggar, he is a beggar who came out of the prefect's mansion!

Who knows, three months ago, the people in the prefect's mansion died overnight.

The only person who came out alive was the later beggar.

No one knew his name, nor what he looked like.

The man in tattered Taoist robe was stained with black blood stains whether it was himself or someone else.

Her long hair, which was originally in a crown, was scattered in front of her in a mess, almost covering her entire face.

When wandering in the street with his name shaking, he was like a lingering ghost.

In addition, the man was still holding a dark cloth bag in his arms.

The whole person stinks badly, and flies often circle around him.

Ordinary people are afraid to avoid it.

But Butcher Wang is not an ordinary person, his grandfather's grandfather was a pig butcher.

People with blood on their hands, even the vicious dogs on the corner will run away with their tails between their legs.

Butcher Wang stiffened the muscles on his arm: "How terrifying can it be? If the beggar ran up to me one day without eyes, I would treat it like pork on the chopping board. They are all animals!"

Chen Shusheng next to him was even more curious, he stretched his neck and poked his head over.

"Did your wife see something? That's why she was so scared."

Tailor Zhou excitedly showed such an expression: "You must never guess what my mother-in-law saw!"

Butcher Wang snorted twice in disdain, and Chen Shusheng's eyes lit up, urging him, "Tell me!"

It was a night with a high wind and a dark moon. The weather had just entered autumn, but the evening wind was chilling to the bone.

The youngest son of Zhou Tailor's family caught cold during the season change. Zhou was worried about others, so he rushed to the pharmacy overnight to get medicine.

When he was approaching the door of the pharmacy, he bumped into the "black shadow" coming out of the window!

Zhou's body was on the fat side, and he fell down with an ouch and fell on his back.

On the contrary, the tall black shadow still rolled on the ground twice, and didn't get up for a long time.

It seemed that she was quite frail and weak, not as "strong" as a woman like her.

After the shock receded, Zhou's senses became more sensitive.

The air was filled with an indescribable stench, almost nauseating.

But she didn't have time to think about it, she only thought that this person was a thief in the pharmacy.

Zhou, who has always been bold, stood up and stretched out his hand to catch him!

The man sensed that someone was approaching him, so he groped and backed away, trying to escape.

After being dodged for a while, Zhou did not give up, and grabbed his arm.

But it was not the arm that was caught, but the cloth bag in the man's arms.

The two were arguing, and the sound of the cloth bag being torn apart was especially ear-piercing in the void.

Something rolled out of it, and under the pale moonlight, Mrs. Zhang could see clearly...

The scorched and shriveled ones were scattered out one by one.

A stronger and more disgusting stench hit his face, making Zhou's tears flow.

Zhou's whole body stiffened immediately...

As an ancestor who sold coffins, she had seen many weird corpses since she was a child.

Human bones or bones from other animals can be distinguished at a glance in front of her.

That was clearly a charred corpse!

And this smell... It's the result of years of decay after people were burned alive...

Only then did she realize that she was afraid, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on her forehead.

But fortunately, her legs were not weak yet, Zhou Shi got up trembling and flustered, turned around and ran!

The air seemed to be stagnant when fleeing, and she fell into the suffocating stench, like falling into purgatory on earth.

She didn't dare to look back, but she was afraid that the devil-like person would catch up.

So I finally took a look around the corner...

I saw the man kneeling on the ground, his curved back trembling greatly.

He was so anxious that he fumbled aimlessly back and forth on the ground with his hands, as if he wanted to gather every broken bone back into his arms.

It's a pity that the wish was not fulfilled, and some broken bones were even thrown farther.

The man finally let out a depressive sob from his throat, full of anxiety, hatred, and despair...

He raised his head, and the moonlight seemed to end.

High nose bridge, cool thin lips, and empty eye sockets...

He was really crying, but he couldn't shed a single tear of sadness.

"Ah Shou..."

…………

Chen Shusheng: "You said he was blind!"

Tailor Zhou said twice, dissatisfied that he picked the wrong point: "Shouldn't the scariest thing be, is he holding a dead body all the time!?"

Butcher Wang still had a disapproving expression: "What's there to be afraid of?"

He glanced outside the door and complained, "Why is it snowing again? This is the weather!"

Snow, can not be opened.

…………

The abandoned temple on South Street is his only shelter.

Ever since he lost sight of his eyes, Si Nian's ears have become extraordinarily sensitive.

He was lying on his side in the haystack, and he could clearly hear the sound of snowflakes falling on the ground.

And that, the sound of footsteps getting closer...

Si Nian shrank further, but the sound of footsteps stayed behind him.

A faint cold fragrance rushes through the nose, mixed with the coldness of the wind and snow, and the faint memories of childhood.

Clasping his fingers tightly together, he began to cough violently.

Coughing made my whole body tremble, and the sound of crying overflowed from the coughing. Viscous blood kept gushing up from my throat, and it was so bitter.

Something heavy was placed beside her, and the footsteps that had stopped for a long time started to move again, ready to leave.

Si Nian turned around suddenly, grabbed the corner of the man's clothes, and his fingers that were frozen purple left dirty black fingerprints on the corner of the plain white clothes.

"Don't go..."

I beg you.

Maybe it was because he hadn't spoken for so long that his hoarseness made people feel sad.

The person caught by him didn't pull off the hem of his clothes cruelly and turned to leave.

Instead, he squatted down in front of him. Although Si Nian couldn't see him, he could still feel the gradually warming temperature around him. He was always willing to stay for him for a while.

The hair that grew to his chin was brushed away with his fingertips, Jian Shou looked at his face and fell silent.

Si Nian knelt in front of him, tilted his head slightly, and it took him a long time to pull out a flattering smile.

Don't go, don't go, please don't go...

But it didn't last long, Si Nian coughed heartbreakingly again.

He had to lower his head, and the blood that could not be swallowed in his throat flowed down the corner of his mouth and gathered on the ground bit by bit.

He still didn't let go.

Jian Shou's gaze fell from the blood on the ground to the corner of his mouth.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth with the soft pins, he ordered as usual——

"I've returned Wu Susu to you. You have to take good care of him, and don't be so muddled."

Si Nian kept nodding his head indiscriminately, and moved his knees forward a little more eagerly.

Jian Shou looked at his rotten and pus-filled eye sockets, and his fingers holding the crocodile became sore.

How can you be so cruel to yourself?No one understands the pain of gouging out eyes better than him.

No one knew that when he dug out his own eyes in the coffin that day.

Qin Shou was making a wish frantically, hoping that God would return his A Shou.

"Give it back to me too."

Si Nian froze for a moment, as if trying to think about what he was talking about.

Then he reacted, still holding the corner of his clothes with one hand, and groping with the other hand to take out a brand new porcelain bottle from his bosom.

Yellow talisman paper was pasted on the porcelain bottle, and red spells were written on the talisman paper.

Si Nian kept it very well, nourishing that eye with his own blood.

He held it in front of Jian Shou almost reverently.

Jian Shou's fingertips slid across Si Nian's palm, like a ray of wind that suddenly appeared and then disappeared, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't catch it.

He knew what he wanted to say, "I can't stay with you."

what……

Jian Shou patted Si Nian's head, as if he was still coaxing the boy from ten years ago: "I'm not human, I can't stay in the human world forever."

He understands, he understands, he understands everything.

All opportunities have been wasted by him, and all mistakes have been practiced by him one by one.

Jian Shou has no way to grow up with him, nor can he grow old with him.

Si Nian pursed his lips tightly, his chest swelled and then suddenly tightened, and this repeated, causing him severe pain.

Jane Shou opened his fingers one by one, crushing his hopes bit by bit.

He is so gentle and yet so cruel.

Covering Si Nian's eye sockets with slightly cool palms, he uttered one last word of comfort.

"I will live well where you can't see..."

"So you also have to live hard in places I can't see."

As soon as he finished speaking, Si Nian fell in front of Jian Shou, as if he had fallen asleep.

Immediately afterwards, Jian Shou also fell down. He lay on the cold ground and took a shallow breath.

The snowflakes outside the sky also fell lightly, and when they approached the ground...

"Melt" with him.

The blood-stained crocodile fell to the ground alone. It was Jinniang's picture of mandarin ducks playing in the water.

It was also a gift Si Nian stole for Jian Shou, and he kept it by his side.

…………

"I forgive you."