Chapter 68: My Dream
We almost ran at the speed of a 100-meter sprint to where Jiang Yi was, and at this moment, Jiang Yi stared at a certain place on the ground, frowning and silent.
This is the most 'profound' expression of Jiang Yi since I saw him, but I don't care about this, I just looked down at the ground, there are several rows of handwriting written with blood stains, it is very messy, I have forgotten for a while what I want to see what the content is, but Xiaobei has already supported the rows of handwriting with both hands, and choked up and said: "It was written by Brother Hui." β
My head was slightly dizzy, and I endured the dizziness for a while before I could concentrate on the meaning of the handwriting.
Low-level, loss of mind, works after 5 minutes.
Advanced, the mutation of people, Lu is not dead, has mutated.
Brothers, the time is almost up, don't be sad, your soul is sublimated, and please pass it on to my loved ones.
This is all the last words left by Lao Hui, I suddenly found that I couldn't understand something, what is low and high? But I didn't want to think about it, I only noticed the words Lu Weidie, and my heart was about to be overwhelmed by the sudden outburst of anger!
No wonder the ancestor wanted to tell me to beat him up for a while, it was best to kill him, but it was the best, I didn't simply tell me to kill him, I hated my own spiritual power, my skills are still shallow, even if I invited the ancestor, because of the constraints of my body, even a small part of the ancestor's strength can not be exerted If I can, the ancestor will definitely solve all the hidden dangers here cleanly.
In the end, my eyes fell on the last row of handwriting, that is what Lao Hui said to us, I guess as he said, the time is almost up, so his handwriting in the last row is particularly messy, but I understand what he meant, he told us not to feel sorry for his body, he is not sad, he still firmly remembers my (Shizu) words - soul sublimation.
Yes, old man, your soul can be sublimated, you are a hero.
I'm not sad, I must not be sad, because you have gone to a better place, but I suddenly roared madly: "Lu Fanming, I will kill you with my own hands until your soul is gone." β
I've never hated a person so much, Lu Fanming is the first, he has to die, and I'm going to do it myself.
My roar aroused the emotions of the brothers present, and they all shouted, "Count me in!" β
"I'm going to do it myself!"
Buddhism abstains from killing, but at this time Hui Gen'er also spoke: "The Buddha is merciful, but there is also a law enforcement Vajra, I will not be the benevolent Buddha, I will be the King Kong who raises the butcher's knife." As he spoke, Hui Gen'er suddenly put away his rosary, casually put it in his trouser pocket, and he continued: "From now on, I will pick up the ring knife, my ring knife will not cut my clothes, but will only drink the blood of the fierce and wicked in this world." β
My hands trembled, and I grabbed Hui Gen'er, I wanted to say something, but I couldn't say it, should I still tell Hui Gen'er about benevolence? Or is the world supposed to fight violence with violence at some point? Cleanse this evil once and for all? Although Hui Gen'er did not participate in the whole process of my and Lao Hui's actions, what he saw now was undoubtedly the most cruel scene, the hero's body was desecrated at will, and even turned into a monster, maybe at this moment Hui Gen'er's heart changed a little.
I suddenly felt a little in a trance, I remembered Uncle Hui's tattoo, remembered Hui Gen'er's tattoo, the fierce 'Fierce Buddha' all over the body, or is it a Buddha? Could it be that this tattoo also expresses a meaning? Bloody hands, compassionate hearts?
Uncle Hui, you are far, far away, I hope you don't blame me, and don't blame the trajectory of fate, I am Hui Gen'er's brother, as long as he is right, I will always be the one in front of or behind him.
Danger, I'll be in front of him.
His actions, I will support behind him! Master, Uncle Hui, you have left to pursue the ethereal Kunlun, or one day we will also set foot on your path, but now, it is our growth, and we should grow up.
Although fate is a reincarnation, perhaps, we also have our own different paths.
I don't know how I thought of this, but I felt that I was in a trance, and I was originally supporting Huigen'er, but in the end it became relying on Huigen'er.
In a trance, I heard someone saying to Jiang Yi: "I escaped through the secret passage, and I went out along the secret passage and found traces of a car." β
"This little ghost's body has been suppressed by a secret method."
"What, there is such a secret method?" It was Jiang Yi's voice.
Then, I heard Jiang Yi shouting to me: "Chen Chengyi, Chen Chengyi, did you do it?" Chen Chengyi? β
I really wanted to answer Jiang Yi, but I found that I didn't have the strength to speak, after experiencing fighting, parting, and deep grief, my emotions seemed to have been exhausted, and I couldn't support it.
'Bang', I lay on my back on the ground, my eyes seemed to be open, I just felt that it was really comfortable to lie down, I heard a few anxious voices, I couldn't tell who was who.
The last voice I heard was Jiang Yi speaking: "It's okay, he has experienced too many emotions, I have taken measures, he will not sleep to death." β
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In dreams, there is no concept of time, and in dreams, everything is so pure and beautiful.
Dreams can sometimes wake people up and be afraid, but sometimes, they can make people indulge.
I know very well that I am dreaming at the moment, because there is a lingering obsession in my heart, that is, one day, I will find Kunlun, and I will see the master, and I can do it all at the same time.
This thought has been deeply rooted in my soul, so that I can't completely indulge in a rare dream, but not indulging does not mean that I am not indulging, I am indulging in this dream.
It is an elegant bamboo forest building, and in the summer when the wind blows, the sound of bamboo 'rustling'
In front of that familiar corridor, Master was drinking tea comfortably, still looking like a hanger, telling my father how good the big girl in the town was, and my mother could be vaguely seen in the kitchen, she was busy waiting for a meal, and the familiar fragrance made the smile on my face ripple all at once
"What are you laughing at, go and call your daughter-in-law and that ghost girl Ruyue back for dinner." Looking at the master, I had a sense of satisfaction and happiness, I wanted to cry but smirked, and I hurried to find my daughter-in-law and Ruyue
Well, my daughter-in-law is Ruxue, she and Ruyue went to the bamboo forest to pick mushrooms, and the mushrooms grew just right after the rain.
I sighed and quickly turned around, I wanted to see Ruxue, I really wanted to, and I also wanted to see my sister Ruyue, so my steps were in a hurry.
But then, Master stopped me, and he said in a loud voice, "Call my eldest nephew and my little nephew." β
What? Who's that? I turned to look at Master in confusion.
"Look at your stupid appearance, how can I be half suave and smart! Really, I asked you to call Hui Jue and Hui Gen'er, they were fishing over there, did you forget? I'm Huijue's second uncle. Master looked at me dissatisfied.
I was helpless, but I didn't dare say anything.
But at this time, a familiar voice came into my ears: "Say, who are you second uncle?" Are you going heads-up? β
As soon as I turned my head, I saw Uncle Hui with an atmosphere on his face, he was holding a round child, wasn't that Hui Gen'er? With a round face and round eyes, how did he become a child?
I'm surprised that I have such a strange thought, isn't it supposed to be like this?
But at this time, a burst of silver bell-like laughter came to my ears again, I turned around again, and saw that it was Ruyue looking at me and smiling, she said to Ruxue: "Mai Mai, sister, you see how stupid this 'pot pot' (brother) looks." β
Next to her, such a perfect woman, her gentle eyes fell on me so softly, not alienated, not cold, not calm, just gentle.
"My dream, my dream, I don't have to go to Kunlun anymore" I murmured, suddenly tears slid down my cheeks, and suddenly a warm hand held me, like snow.
And a familiar voice came to my ear: "Chengyi, Chengyi, are you awake?" β