Chapter 1270: Purgatory? Refining the heart!

Just when everyone was worried about how to solve the entrance to hell, Tang Hao had already passed through the long kaleidoscope passage, and he felt his body keep falling, falling, and then losing consciousness.

I don't know how long it took, Tang Hao was awakened by a burst of crying, he opened his eyes, and found that he was lying in a coffin, and the sobbing of a young woman could still be heard outside.

"Husband, you just let go like this, what's the point of leaving me alone, I might as well go with you." The young woman's cry was mournful, as if she had gone through a lot of tribulations.

At this time, there was a sound of slamming the door outside, which lasted for three times, and then there was a sound of the door falling to the ground.

Accompanied by noisy footsteps, a lewd and hoarse voice laughed and said, "Sister Xiang'er, your husband is dead, why don't you follow me." ”

"You go away!" The young woman's tone was full of horror.

There was a burst of men's laughter around, and the obscene voice from before continued: "What's the matter, do you look down on Uncle Ben? You follow me, eat fragrant and drink spicy, what do you want, isn't it a thousand times better than you follow that poor ghost? ”

"If you come near me, I'll die to you!" The young woman's voice suddenly became stronger, and for a moment, there was silence outside.

The young woman pushed all the way to the coffin, and she said sadly: "Since my father-in-law is dead, I don't want to live alone, Jin Sanshun!" You know better than me how my father-in-law died! The county order protects you, we poor people can't do anything, but you don't want to get me! ”

After saying this, the young woman raised the porcelain piece in her hand and tried to stick it into her throat, but as soon as the porcelain slice pierced her throat, her wrist was grabbed by a man's hand.

"Hell!" Seeing Tang Hao sit up from the coffin, the green-skinned second-rate people outside were all frightened, they exclaimed in surprise, and fled from this dilapidated courtyard in a hurry.

The young woman turned her head, looked at Tang Hao's pale cheeks, and muttered softly, "Xianggong? Am I dreaming? ”

Tang Hao felt that he was dreaming at this time, he felt that he was a little schizophrenic, and he felt that there were two people in his body, one was the original him, vague, he could only know that he was Tang Hao, and the other was the current him, with a very clear memory, and such a beautiful wife.

This strong sense of substitution made Tang Hao feel that his mind was about to explode, he covered his head, trying to calm himself down, this feeling was too terrible, was he Tang Hao? Isn't he Tang Hao?

He clearly remembered the girl in front of him who was only seventeen or eighteen years old, she was his wife, called Dong Xiang'er, who was his wife who had just been married for less than three days, and he also clearly remembered his identity, a farmer in Sanhuanggou Village, Changqing County, Anping County, Dawu State.

What makes Tang Hao feel most uncomfortable is that everything is so real, this feeling is like being in a dream, everything is so natural and real, he hints that he is Tang Hao, but he still can't refuse everything in front of him, can't refuse his family and his wife.

"Tang Hao, this is a dream, this is purgatory, don't believe it!" Tang Hao took a deep breath and hinted at himself over and over again.

"Xianggong, are you really okay? Is this an eye-opener? Dong Xiang'er hugged Tang Hao's body excitedly, crying pear blossoms with rain.

"Smack!" Tang Hao pushed Dong Xiang'er to the side fiercely, and in the face of Dong Xiang'er's surprised eyes, Tang Hao stood up from the coffin and said, "You recognize the wrong person, I'm Tang Hao." ”

"Xianggong, what's wrong with you?" Dong Xiang'er sat on the ground, tears rolling in her eyes, and she choked up: "Xianggong, do you think I'm in trouble, if you think so, then you can divorce me!" I, Dong Xiang'er, will definitely not live in this world! ”

Dong Xiang'er's words made Tang Hao's heart hurt inexplicably, and he hinted again and again that he was dreaming, but this dream was too real, looking at the tearful wife in front of him, Tang Hao couldn't help but say: "I'm sorry, I was a little confused just now." ”

"It's okay, Xianggong, it's better for you to live than anything else, if you die, I don't want to live anymore." Dong Xiang'er turned her sadness into joy, wiped the corners of her eyes and said, "Xianggong, I'll help you lie down, you must be hungry, I'll give you a hot batter." ”

Dong Xiang'er helped Tang Hao out of the coffin, helped him to the bedside, and then ran out of the room happily.

Tang Hao lay on the bed, clenched his fists hard, he had no strength, his imperial energy, his divine power were all gone, his current strength is estimated to be less than that of an adult man.

There was nothing left, and it was as if he had fallen off the altar and lost everything at once.

Is this purgatory? Tang Hao still doesn't quite understand the meaning of purgatory, indeed, ordinary people will definitely collapse if they lose their abilities, but Tang Hao's state of mind has been practiced to the state of mind, and his mind is not known how many times higher than that of ordinary powerhouses, this kind of blow is not difficult for Tang Hao at all.

He wanted to see what the so-called purgatory was, and he didn't believe that he couldn't break through it.

After a while, Dong Xiang'er had already brought the batter with a happy face, looking at Dong Xiang'er's patched coarse cloth clothes, Tang Hao was a little distressed, a girl of this age, if she changes to Huaxia Kingdom, she is still in college, right?

But here, in her dream, she turned out to be married and became a mother.

Tang Hao has always believed that this is a dream, and it is the owner of that voice who is making trouble.

Dong Xiang'er brought the batter to Tang Hao and said, "Xianggong, hurry up and drink it while it's hot, you must be hungry." ”

Dong Xiang'er handed the big porcelain bowl in her hand to Tang Hao, Tang Hao also saw her hands, what kind of hands are these, the hands are frozen like steamed buns, red, faintly, you can see cracks one after another, and you can vaguely see flesh and blood.

Seeing Tang Hao's gaze, Dong Xiang'er hurriedly put her hand behind her back, and she smiled and said, "Xianggong, isn't it delicious?" ”

Even if this was a dream, Tang Hao's state of mind was also touched, such a girl who was like a flower and jade actually suffered this kind of crime with him.

At this time, he could see Dong Xianger's appearance clearly, vaguely, Dong Xianger's appearance is three points like Lan Yuxin, three points like Lan Yumo, and three points like Mengxin, I saw that her skin was as delicate as warm jade, soft and greasy, and her cherry mouth was red without dotting, because it was cold, her cheeks were slightly red, but it seemed to be smeared with rouge, which made her look even more delicate.

The only pity is that Dong Xianger's coarse cloth clothes with patches and patches completely buried her slender figure.

Tang Hao is now like a person living in a dream, just like most people dream, even if he knows that this is a dream, he will still fall into it, and he will cry, laugh and fight for a dream.

What's more, it's not like a dream, can a dream be so real? The batter is hot, he hurts, and the girl is flesh and blood.

"You've won!" Tang Hao held the big porcelain bowl, looked at the dilapidated beam, and slammed the big porcelain bowl in his hand to the ground.

Dong Xiang'er was taken aback by Tang Hao's movements, she was like a child who had done something wrong, snuggled up to the wall, and said tremblingly: "Xianggong, did I do something wrong?" You say it, I'll change it. ”

Tang Hao stood up with the pain in his body, and took Dong Xiang'er in his arms, and the two personalities in his mind were a bit of a sign of becoming one at this time.

One personality is the calm Tang Hao, the high-minded Tang Hao, who does not look at the world in his eyes, and the other personality is the honest Tang Hao, the honest farmer in the dream realm, and the Tang Hao who can't even protect his wife.

The previous Tang Hao was ruthless, he wanted to break through this dream, and the latter Tang Hao was affectionate, he was grateful for everything Dong Xianger had done for him.

Tang Hao shook Dong Xiang'er's delicate body and said softly: "Xiang'er, I don't care if it's a dream or reality, you are my Tang Hao's woman, I will let you live a good life!" ”

"Xianggong, what's wrong with you." Dong Xiang'er was still young after all, she was already frightened by Tang Hao's sudden change, and she only knew that she was trembling while holding Tang Hao.

Tang Hao's eyes gradually changed from blurry to resolute, he closed his eyes and said secretly: Come on, I will meet your challenge, even if this is purgatory, you can't stop my Tang Hao's heart!

After the couple hugged for a while, Dong Xiang'er helped Tang Hao on the bed again, and she said softly: "Xianggong, your body hasn't recovered yet, don't move around, I'll go sell the coffin first, and buy some rice and grain for two copper coins." ”

Tang Hao's body has just been beaten by someone, and it is estimated that he has injured his internal organs, he just stood for a while and it hurt a lot, and he also knew that he couldn't move, Tang Hao nodded and said softly: "Don't sell it anymore, our village is so far away from the county seat, just chop it as firewood." ”

Dong Xiang'er covered her mouth and smiled: "You really don't know that oil and salt are expensive, a coffin can be sold for thirty yuan, which is enough for us to eat for a month." ”

After Dong Xiang'er went out, Tang Hao sighed secretly, seeing Dong Xiang'er, Tang Hao knew what Huaxia's beliefs were, and it was not a ruthless trampling on women to sing husbands, this is something that conforms to the characteristics of the Chinese nation.

Women teach each other husbands and children, and men undertake the family, this is the way of heaven in China, Tang Hao has always wanted to rebuild the faith of Huaxia, aren't these the simplest beliefs? If even these minimum beliefs are shattered, men will not be men, and women will not be women, which is a violation of the way of heaven and will be punished sooner or later.

After Dong Xiang'er left, Tang Hao sat at the door a little uneasy, the cold wind outside, the snowflakes were flying, and a thick layer of snow had accumulated on the ground, seeing that it was getting later and later, Tang Hao couldn't help but be a little worried.

He stood in the doorway, like a stone of looking at his wife.

No one could have imagined that Tang Hao would have such a tender side, if it wasn't for a dream, Tang Hao might never be able to be so tender.

At dusk, Tang Hao finally saw a figure at the door, watching that figure slowly step into the snow a foot deep, Tang Hao's heart twitched suddenly, it was Dong Xiang'er!

Dong Xiang'er was carrying a bag of rice grain at this time, her delicate body and the heavy rice bag formed a huge contrast, and under the long journey, Dong Xiang'er's hair was all ice slag formed by snowflakes.

Seeing Tang Hao sitting at the door, Dong Xiang'er hurriedly put the rice bag in the snow, walked over and asked nervously, "Xianggong, why do you want to come out." ”

Tang Hao grabbed Dong Xiang'er's little hands, looking at the little hands in his hands that were red from the cold, Tang Hao couldn't say anything.

Feeling the temperature of Tang Hao's palm, Dong Xianger's pretty cheeks were full of happiness and happiness.

Is this life? Tang Hao felt that his state of mind seemed to be sublimated again, this kind of inseparable husband and wife relationship is too difficult to meet in today's China.

Dong Xiang'er walked to the yard again, carried the bag of rice and grain again, carried it to the house step by step, and said with a happy face: "When I met a good person, he gave us an extra three cents, and with this food, we won't have to go hungry next month." ”

"Hmm." Tang Hao's voice was very low, hungry, how far away this word was from him before.

But now, it has become a very real problem.