Chapter Seventy-Four: I Can't Think of It

The moment she returned home and saw Madara waiting for her at the door, Dong Wusheng's tears were about to fall.

This whole day is terrible, during the day and Hongchen's crazy psychological game, at night since the beginning of the auction, there have been all kinds of unexpected situations, her nerves have not been relaxed this day, has been dealing with all kinds of messy people, at this time when she sees Madara, she has a feeling of seeing angels.

Finally there is a normal person to communicate with!

Dong Wusheng even had the urge to hug Madara, but relaxation was relaxed, her sanity was still online, she just stretched her waist and greeted Madara with a smile, "This damn day is finally over, Madara, it feels good to see you." ”

The next moment, however, she saw Madara walking towards her with open arms.

Eh......?

Before she could think about it, a hug with the fragrance of grass blades hugged her, and Dong Wusheng's eyes were hot for a moment, "You can see what I'm thinking again?"

"Hmm. ”

Madara's warm and mellow voice sounded softly on the side of his neck.

Dong Wusheng took advantage of this opportunity to quickly blink off the little moisture in her eyes, she quickly hugged Madara's shoulder, and immediately let go.

When the two walked into the house together, Dong Wusheng and Madara talked about the bitterness of this day, "It's the first time in my life that a man has accused me of robbing his man, this feeling is terrible......"

Madara: "......?"

......

The next day, before dawn, Dong Wusheng got up, and with the cold of the early morning, he climbed through the window into Meng Zhuang's room.

As soon as she poked her head in, Meng Zhuang woke up, sat up straight from the bed, and watched her roll in.

Dong Wusheng saw that he was awake, and smiled with the corners of his mouth pursed.

She took out two hot pancakes from her arms, threw one to Meng Zhuang, and then walked to the table and pulled out a chair and sat down, holding the cake in both hands, staring at the cake, and said to him: "Although you may not want to see me, but there is no way, who told you to find me to help you complete the task, it is useless for you to regret it now, it is better to cooperate with me, hurry up and finish this task, you don't have to see me again, you can have a clean." ”

After speaking, she didn't see any reaction from Meng Zhuang, and began to eat the baked cakes by herself.

Although Dong Wusheng's usual style of speaking and doing things is very neat, and the movements are also clean and neat when fighting, and the moves are all fatal with one blow, but looking at the way she eats, she looks like a big lady in a deep boudoir, very delicate and elegant, eating a baked cake is also held in two hands, biting in small bites, slowly chewing and swallowing, there is no sound or anything at all, even the movements are very small and light, sit there with a straight waist, and can only see the arms occasionally move slowly, and there is no other movement.

If she sat there eating quietly without makeup, she would look like a fair, well-behaved and quiet schoolgirl, and no one would associate her with the killing calamity.

Looking at Dong Wusheng in front of him, Meng Zhuang was also in a complicated mood.

He was now annoyed by what he had said last night.

Obviously, the temple was created to experience her mood back then, and he had been dealing with disasters for so many years, and he knew very well that no matter how much disaster it would cause if he let the disasters happen, how could he not be able to carry it once things happened to him?

He is a big man, and he keeps saying that he wants to protect her, but every time he ends up, he asks her to explain things.

"Last night...... I'm sorry...... It's me who is so irrational. ”

Meng Zhuang was silent for a long time before he finally held back such a sentence.

Dong Wusheng heard it, and his smile was a little less restrained than just now, "It's okay, I don't care, it's human nature." ”

Yes, because my sister was defined as a disaster, she was angry and unwilling to be sad, and under all kinds of emotions, she wanted to vent, wanted to be angry, and did something excessive, which is human nature.

But no one is obligated to receive your emotions, and even if the nails are removed, the planks will not return to their original state.

People are always responsible for their actions, whether they bear the blessing or the cost.

Even if someone can forgive you as much as she forgives the world, when she wants to abandon the world for someone else, you will be abandoned together.

At this time, you are not qualified to ask to enter her world, because you once joined the whole world and almost killed her.

Looking at Dong Wusheng's smile, Meng Zhuang suddenly realized that he thought that after three hundred years, she would lose her memory and they could start again, but in fact, after three hundred years of long time, he had already been left behind by her before the endless years, and only he was still in place.

......

When the time was almost up, Dong Wusheng went downstairs and saw Hongchen, this guy was a little chattering today.

"Higashi, I want to get out of here. ”

Hearing this, Dong Wusheng was stunned for a moment and laughed, "Where are you leaving?" Do you want me to help you redeem yourself?"

Hongchen glanced at her, "I'm serious, have you heard of Immortal City?"

Eternal City?

The memory of more than half a year ago clearly surfaced, mentioning that this Dong Wusheng missed Jenny and Aunt Morinka a little, Aunt Morinka was a little better, after all, they had met before coming here, Jenny and Steve didn't know how to do now.

As the only two calamities in thousands of years to leave unharmed from her hands, be fine, don't let her find it.

"Haven't heard of it. ”

Dong Wusheng shook his head and was snorted by Hongchen.

"Also, how could the eldest lady of a rich family know such a thing. ”

Dong Wusheng: "......"

It's good if you're happy.

"The city of eternal life, it is a city-state composed of calamity, only calamity can enter there, it is the holy land of calamity. ”

Hongchen's voice was leisurely, with a little carelessness.

"Why do you want to go to that kind of place? You're not a calamity, and if it's like you say, if you go in, you're going to die, right?"

Dong Wusheng followed his words, and saw a smile on the corner of Hongchen's mouth.

"Yes, I'm a human being, why should I go to the city of calamity?"

Hongchen sat up from the recliner, looked at her and said, "What's so bad about doing calamity, as long as you go to a place where there are no humans like Eternal City, won't you not have to worry about birth, old age, sickness and death, and live with peace of mind?"

“...... I do not know. ”

This is Dong Wusheng's true words, she has worked for thousands of years for the calamity, among the calamity, there is good and evil, there is no way to say it, although most of the calamity will do a lot of harmful things to human beings in order to survive.

But in the final analysis, the reason why the calamity had to be eradicated was because the name calamity had never been recognized by the Heavenly Dao.

They are neither creatures created by the Lord God, nor are they born from natural evolution, they are creatures born in the gap between them and the Heavenly Dao after being eroded by the power of calamity.