[Quick Transmigration] Running straight on the road to death

Changming (1)

When Xu Yan was 22 years old, he became Teacher Jiang's colleague, and the two shared an office. Apart from being the music teacher of his classmates, he also composed music in his spare time to earn some extra money.

When he was 25 years old, the two bought their first car, an unremarkable brand, and they drove in rotation on the way to school within 10 minutes every day.

At the age of 27, I paid the down payment for a new house, not in a prosperous area in the center of the capital, but in a small area in a small county that is said to have the potential to increase in value.

At the age of 30, the house was fully paid and the decoration was completed. The two took Xu Yan's father into the new house. Xu's father knew the relationship between the two, and he still had to eat and drink without saying anything.

37. Shitou had a serious illness and was about to lose consciousness. Xu Yan hugged Jiang Wuyan and cried outside the operating room, fearing that the teacher would leave him one day. Jiang Wuyan felt uncomfortable holding him.

At forty, Shitou slept more and more, and walked tremblingly. He was already an old dog. Due to his illness and vital energy, he failed to survive Xu Yan's 40th birthday, and passed away in the soft spring. That morning, he watched the two of them leave at the door, and Jiang Wuyan fed him in the evening, only then did he realize that there was one member missing in the family, and from then on, there were only two people left to accompany him.

45. The relationship between the two showed its signs. The school reported criticisms, students complained, and the principal was in a dilemma. In the end, Jiang Wuyan chose to retire early, which temporarily stopped the turmoil.

At the age of 55, Xu Yannei retired. He chose to go home to accompany Jiang Wuyan to walk the birds and play with the dogs, and take care of his wife.

From 55 to 68, during the 13 years, the two took advantage of the rest time to travel all over the famous mountains and rivers, until Jiang Wuyan was so old that he couldn't walk, and he didn't have a few good teeth left.

Time also dwindled, until one day he suddenly said, "I'm leaving."

Xu Yan prepared meals for him, fed him mouthful after mouthful, then accepted it calmly and said yes.

That afternoon, he took the medicine, carried Jiang Wuyan to the deck chair on the balcony, and lay beside him, under the bright sunshine, with his two old hands intertwined, and truly lived his whole life.

Jiang Wuyan was very content to be able to grow old with the one he loved, and he also knew that he should give something, so when he regained consciousness again, and his eyes were still dark, he readily accepted it.

This time there is still no system, and according to the current situation, he has become blind.

It was pitch black in front of his eyes, but his other four senses were sharp. Jiang Wuyan could feel the damp and moldy air around him, the heavy clothes on his body, and the long hair in the shawl.

Ancient?

He half guessed.

He tried to move, and found that he was tied to a recliner chair so tightly that his wrists were temporarily numb. He wanted to speak, but he didn't open his mouth to utter two words. The syllables were full of dryness and hoarseness, presumably I haven't drank water for a long time.

This similar scene after the interrogation made Jiang Wuyan a little confused, but based on past experience and systematic inference, he believed that there would be further development.

The surroundings were pitch black, Jiang Wuyan slowed his breathing, and waited in the pitch black.

Due to the loss of vision, his hearing has been wirelessly amplified, and he can hear footsteps coming and going on the floor, which seems to be separated by a door, which sounds a little vague.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of footsteps paused, followed by the sound of kicking to attention, interspersed with small voices, Jiang Wuyan only caught a few vague words, similar to honorifics.

It's like the subordinate was reporting the work content to the superior. After finishing speaking, there was a gust of wind blowing in front of him, and the thick soles stepped on the floor of the house. Jiang Wuyan estimated that this person was more than [-] conservative recently, either too strong or too fat.

When the visitor saw Jiang Wuyan who was tied up in the room, he let out a disdainful muffled snort from his nasal cavity, approached him a few steps, and grabbed him by the collar.

Now Jiang Wuyan was sure, this person was not fat, but he was quite strong, able to lift himself up from a stool like a little chicken.

He was venting his dissatisfaction with the original body in this way, and said in a slightly mocking tone, "Holy Son? I think that's it."

"The Holy See spent a lot of energy on raising you, right?" he said, "The belief of the people? God's favorite? Isn't it just a blind man!"

He leaned very close, his tone almost gritted his teeth, Jiang Wuyan didn't know exactly what happened, he could only vaguely infer that Yuan Shen seemed to be the mascot of some religion, and he was very hated.

Jiang Wuyan's excellent psychological quality made Jiang Wuyan wait and see what happened, but the other party was very excited. First, he had a personal prejudice and fiercely criticized the evil deeds of the Holy See, and then insulted the bound Holy Son with words. Finally, he said that he couldn't bear it. He actually pulled out the dagger and gestured at Jiang Wuyan's face.

The thin, cool steel scraped against his face, and he could even feel the coldness of the knife. It was obviously stained with blood and killed many people.

The sharpness of the knife made Shengzi dare not act rashly, Jiang Wuyan held his breath and tried to guide him, "Why are you excited?"

The man sneered, "The evil deeds you committed are enough for the people to cut you into pieces. Am I wrong?"

Jiang Wuyan said, "That's the Holy See, not me, and it doesn't represent me personally."

"Stop talking nonsense, you and the Holy See are one! With your face, how many families have been destroyed over the years, you should atone for it!"

"But as you can see, I'm just a blind man." Jiang Wuyan turned his wrist quietly, groped around, and said in a steady voice, "What can a blind man do? He needs help even when he walks and rests. How can he persecute the people?"

The man said, "What do you want to say?"

"Nothing." Jiang Wuyan said, "I want to ask you, do you hate me, or the Holy See behind me?"

"There's no difference between the two."

Jiang Wuyan said, "This is different. The Holy See is a group, including believers, and a large part of believers are also people. As you said, you hate the Holy See, but do you hate these people?"

man,"..."

Jiang Wuyan said, "And if I take off the cloak of the Holy Son, I am also a believer and a public, and I am a blind man who can't see. If you don't hate the public, you will hate a disabled person like me?"

"..." The man calmed down a bit, "You are not a citizen, you are the Son of God, and your status determines your destiny."

Jiang Wuyan said, "Since it is predestined by the heavens and everyone is following the trajectory of fate, what is wrong with me?"

Thank you for more than 40 years of teaching experience, let Jiang Wuyan speak nonsense, "I am the Son of God, I was born to believe in God, and so are the people around me, so everything I do is just according to my identity. Do it, I don’t care if I incur unnecessary hatred, it’s just the ordeal I’ve suffered on the road of cultivation, I’m dedicated to God, and the sun and the moon can learn from it.”

man,"..."

Talking and talking turned out to be my own fault.He laughed back in anger, yelled, "Shut up", and rushed towards Jiang Wuyan with a knife.

After a long time, the rope on his wrist was rubbed off, Shengzi dodged the knife with his keen four senses, estimated the distance, just about to stand up and fight back, only heard the sound of a sharp blade piercing into the flesh, the person who attacked him just now was muffled With a snort, he fell to the ground with a loud sound, and his toes were soaked in blood in a moment.

No one spoke, Jiang Wuwu keenly felt that there was an extra person in the room, so he still pretended to be restricted in his freedom, and sat still on the chair.

It didn't take long before the blood flowed from the toes to the soles of the feet, and the extra person couldn't help but speak out first, also laughing, he praised a little more, and said to Jiang Wuyan, "I didn't expect you So bearable."

Jiang Wuyan shook his head and asked him, "Who are you?"

"The person who came to kill you." The man approached, kicked away the corpse on the ground, and stroked the neck of the Holy Son with one hand.