The old woman lay on the ground like that, and the cold wind poured in through the crack in the door, blowing her as if she were freezing, but she was all hot, and her eyes were blurry, and she knew that her time was numbered.

With a 'squeak', the wooden door as old as her was pushed open, and a bigger wind and snow poured in, and then the door was quickly shut.

The old woman wanted to see who was coming in, but the thought lasted only a moment before she gave up, it didn't matter who it was, and no one could stop her from finally being able to free herself from the shackles of this body.

Suddenly, she felt someone pick her up from the ground, gently place her on the bed, and cover her with the quilt, but her eyelids were still heavy.

The room suddenly warmed up, wafting with the bitter smell of the decoction, and the old woman finally couldn't help it, and opened her eyes with all her might, vaguely recognizing the scene in front of her.

She saw a man in a cloth robe holding a bowl of soup and medicine, gradually approaching her... Look at the height silhouette, it's obviously a man...

The man's face was hidden in a wide hat, his long hair falling through the gaps, his hair soft but white, she remembered.

When the man approached, she vaguely saw his young and handsome eyebrows, and couldn't help but say, "You... Be... Who's a young man? How did you get to... Come here?"

Her hoarse voice was like a stained rag.

"I'm an alchemist from Yunyou, and I'll save your life when I get here. The boy sat down on the bed and stretched out a hand to help her up.

"You... You young man Lang Bo Sat, if you are kind enough to let me die a happy death, I... I also remember when I arrived in the underworld... Remember your great kindness and virtue. ”

"I can save your life. ”

"No... Please... Let me die, let me die, you are the living Bodhisattva in the second life, and your merits are immeasurable. ”

The young man looked at the old woman in front of him, she was skinny, like a handful of dry wood, her face was black, her lips were pale, her eyes were sunk into the bones, but the cheekbones were prominent, and the wrinkles on her face were like mountains and ravines, and at first glance she looked like a wild ghost wandering in the world.

The young man's eyes were filled with tears, and his whole eyes were brighter and more affectionate.

He reached out to touch her face, but felt frivolous and rude, and could only stop in mid-air, his slender white fingers and her old and ugly face like a silent irony.

"You're in pain, aren't you?" the boy tapped his fingers on her forehead, feeling the humiliation and unwillingness that was roaring in her heart, resentment and guilt, anger and hatred and pain, the black mist rolling inside her, these were her emotions.

"Please...... Mercifully... Give me a ride. ”

"I can't. The boy withdrew his fingers, closed his eyes, and sighed softly.

"You... What is your name? You killed me... I'm going to hell... Decide... Definitely... Recite your kindness. ”

The young man leaned into the old woman's ear and whispered: "My name is Yu Lei." ”

The old woman struggled, her upper body tried her best, and she rolled down from the bed: "Yu Lei Gongzi... I'm kowtowing to you, to you... To give.... ”

She didn't finish a sentence, and her whole head fell back, and her whole body couldn't stop shaking... The face is hideous and terrifying...

The young man hurriedly leaned down and hugged her tightly: "Okay... Good... I'll send you away... Just send you away. ”

He couldn't bear to be so indifferent to see her so tormented.

Yu Lei's hand was on her eyes, her expression was less painful, she slowly closed her eyes, and slowly stopped breathing. Finally consumed the last breath...

Yu Lei picked up her body stained with mud and dust, and muttered to himself: No matter where you are, I will find you, and in this world, even if I can't protect you, I will be by your side.