"This is where the story ends?" The soul still asked, "What is the final outcome?" Has the child been born? Did Hua Rong survive? Did the assassins repel it? ”

"I was dead by then." Hua Lu, "The horse rushed towards the cliff, and several long arrows pierced through the Dark Guard, piercing my body, and I lost consciousness in the back. ”

The spirit was slightly stunned, and handed over a cup of Meng Po soup, "Drink another cup?" ”

Hua Lu looked at Meng Po soup and smiled, "I can't forget how many cups I drank." "If it weren't for my sister, I'm afraid I wouldn't live to adulthood, I wouldn't be able to go to Chang'an, and I wouldn't be able to see the splendor." So seeing her suffering, it was like an obsession, a scar on her heart, lingering, and no matter how much Meng Po soup she drank, it would not help. ”

"Even if you can't forget it, you can always relieve some pain." The soul thought for a moment and said with relief.

Hua Luwaner didn't squeak, just looked at the cup at the bottom, and lost his mind.

"Meet my sister... It was when I was seven years old. After a long time, he suddenly opened his mouth to tell a past that he did not want to recall, "There are often two extremes in this world, the rich are luxurious, and the poor are poor. No matter where it is, the more luxurious the rich are, the poorer the poorer, without food and clothing. For the sake of food, they can fight and fight for blood.

Luancheng is a city surrounded by a river, living with a large number of poor people, the kind that can't see the end at a glance, later, the river dried up, and the entire city almost became poor, but there is nothing surprising about this, some people have the opportunity to make a lot of money, and it is difficult to make a fortune, otherwise, they will go out to do business, and they may not be able to come back all year round.

Those who come back, either they are glamorous and brightly dressed and return to their hometowns, or they will become a white bone and bring back the fallen leaves and return to their roots, probably but these two endings.

In addition to my parents, I also have five brothers and sisters, one brother at the top, and four siblings at the bottom, my brother is two years older than me, not too old, and I have been working for my father all day, and he has already darkened his skin and bent over tiredly. Hands covered in calluses.

Every day, if you don't have enough to eat, you take turns wearing a piece of clothing until you wear it but you can't wear it anymore, and then you pick it up and turn it into a vest or a few rags. The daily meal is wild vegetables dug up in the fields. There is porridge floating on the clear water that can't tell whether it's sand or rice, and it's quite awkward to eat.

It seems that every poor trend is the same, and after giving birth to so many children, I always have to sell one or two to ease the burden on my family, and I was lucky and unfortunate to be the first to be sold. The younger siblings below are just too much.

But I don't blame my father and mother for this, because everyone does it, or else they will starve to death. They cried all night, and I was satisfied. Not much is sold, half a bag of rice, well... Those sisters and young masters, the wasted rice is enough to buy several despicable lives like me. This thing is about worth half a bag of rice.

At that time, Hua Qin happened to come to Jiangnan to take up the post of governor and set up a huge mansion in Jiangnan, so he naturally needed a lot of maids. I'm old, skinny, and my face isn't very good. After a round of tossing and turning, he finally sold it as a gift to the governor's family and became the most lowly maid.

I am a poor man, my life is cheaper than grass, and I am naturally not worth mentioning compared to those maids who have some family backgrounds, and I have no eyesight, and my hands and feet are not good, so I am naturally indispensable for punishment.

Just when I was about to be sold again, it was my sister who saved me, and my sister was not very good in the big house, and she was often bullied, but fortunately, she had an elder brother who protected her and loved her, and she was still favored in front of the governor, and her life was not too sad.

My sister likes me, for no reason, but when she saw me for the first time, she recognized me, and that time, I was not sold, but went to my sister's yard. Sister is very good to me, very good. Let me feel a different kind of warmth.

From that time on, I made up my mind that I would treat her well, even if she didn't like me anymore and didn't want me anymore, I would remember that she was good to me. Never forget. ”

"You really haven't forgotten, you haven't forgotten in your whole life, you haven't forgotten in several lifetimes."

The soul took a sip of Meng Po soup, and the dry soup overflowed the entire mouth, there are millions of kinds of Meng Po soup, and everyone drank it with a different taste, which was tantamount to this short life.

"In the end you died for her, that's enough, you should let it go."

Hua Lu smiled bitterly and shook her head.

"I originally thought so, but at that time, my sister was pregnant with Liujia, and there were assassins chasing and killing, so I couldn't rest assured that she wouldn't be relieved. There was no way to reincarnation, but to hide in the world to see her secretly. ”

"Looking at this, the road of reincarnation can't go. Meng Po soup didn't work either. "The soul is clear.

Hua Lu said with a faint "um", "Sister is not doing well." The whole person lost his soul, as if he had lost his soul. ”

"How can you have a bad time? Didn't hold on? The child is gone? The spirit was puzzled.

"Nope." Hua Lu smiled bitterly and shook her head, "Because of a big secret, I can't escape." ”

"What's the secret?" The spirits are interested.

"An unacceptable secret." Hua Lu replied cryptically, "No one can accept the secret." ”

"Sister, she..." and then sighed, "I can't escape." Do you believe in fate? ”

The soul was stunned for two seconds, and glanced at the courtyard around Jiangnan Feng, and the Meng Po soup on the table that could never be drunk.

"Believe it or not, it's not good after all. For example, the people who can come to this soul island are all destined, believe it or not? ”

"I—" Hua Lu hesitated for two seconds, "Letter." If you don't come, I'm afraid you will become a wild ghost in the mountains and wilderness, and you won't be able to be reborn. ”

"You love your sister so much that you didn't go to her afterlife?"

The soul asked curiously, counting the days of Hualu, it has been hundreds of years since here, and the life span of a human being is only a few decades, and there should always be an afterlife.

"Found." Hua Lu's voice was a little hoarse, "I have been looking for many years, I have been looking for three lives, and I have been lonely for one life." A lifetime of helplessness, a lifetime of love. With all three lives, it is suffering. ”

"What about the fourth life?"

The soul frowned, as she said, the sister in this mouth did good deeds and did not make a big mistake, how could she suffer for three lives? Could it be that something wrong has been done before? Normally hot, it shouldn't be.

"The Fourth?" Hua Lu's eyes were confused, "I didn't find it." In the fourth life, I searched all over the world, but I didn't find my sister, maybe there is no fourth life. ”

The soul was dumbfounded, and was silent for a long time, "So you come here to find relief." ”

"Hmm." Hua Lu nodded.

With a slight wave of the spirit's hand, the chair on which Hua Lu sat turned into a "delicate bed."

"Sleep."

The spirit whispered softly, urging Hua Lu to sleep, and forward, gently touching her forehead, and a soft bead of light fell into Hua Lu's mind.

"Sleep... In your dreams you will be liberated and start over again. ”