(80) After death, the same acupuncture

dragged the dumb man all over his body, and walked to Su Niang with difficulty. The mute struggled to come back, so that he could see Su Niang again.

Su Niang sat on the ground, like a statue, motionless, until they walked in, and she looked back, her eyes blank.

Mo Qingqian asked her to hide when she left, but she was afraid that she didn't listen at all.

Mo lightly pulled out the silver needle that sealed the acupoint on the dumb man's body, the dumb man regained a little consciousness, broke free of the hand he was holding, and walked towards Su Niang, but he had already lost his strength, and after only two steps, he fell heavily to the ground.

Su Niang only reacted at this time, she didn't have time to get up, she crawled to the mute's side, and after hesitating for a moment, she saw that he was covered in injuries, his lips had turned black and purple, and he hugged him without any concern.

"His poison has entered his heart, and the immortals are difficult to save...... "Mo Qingqian knew that they must have a lot to say, so he retreated silently.

Su Niang hugged the mute tightly, between them, they had never been so close, two lines of tears hung on their faces, but they tried their best to calm their voices, so that he could hear clearly: "Do you remember when I first saw you, you were also lying on the ground covered in blood like this, you can get through, right, you won't leave me, right?" ”

She seemed to remember it all, remembering when she met the mute, remembering the bits and pieces with him over the years, he didn't talk, he didn't talk from the first time he saw him, but he always accompanied him and never left, since the accident between her husband and son, he has always taken care of himself by his side.

But...... But she knew that he had affection for her, but she couldn't accept it, just because she was married to another woman, she already had children, how could she be with him.

The dumb man wanted to raise his hand, but because the poison was too deep, he was paralyzed, and he could hardly feel his hand, so he could only try his best to speak, wanting to speak, but his voice had not spoken for many years, and he listened to a somewhat dry hoarseness: "Raw...... When you come back, you should die...... Long...... Appearance...... Thinking ......"

I wanted to say some more words of comfort, I wanted to raise my hand to wipe the tears from her face, and finally I was left with a difficult breath. The dumb man's eyes widened, and the affection in his eyes was no longer restrained or reserved, it was all aimed at Su Niang, and he wanted to remember Su Niang's appearance deeply, so that he could find her earlier in the next life.

Su Niang didn't want to believe the facts in front of her, so she grabbed his hanging hand and pressed it tightly to her face: "I...... I don't wait for him anymore, don't sleep, I'll be your wife, okay, let's live a good life, I won't look for a son anymore, I beg you, don't leave me...... I'm gone, I'm nothing, I'm nothing, just you......"

The mute was unable to speak anymore, and no amount of reluctance could let her know...... Finally, the paralyzing feeling passed through his eyes, plunged into endless darkness, and the last breath of his mouth fused with the cold of the winter night, and he did not feel the slightest temperature.

Su Niang wanted to cry loudly, but as if she was choked by the throat, she couldn't make a sound, only a dumb roar remained, and the last string in her heart was finally completely broken.

She cried for a long, long time, until she almost forgot why she was crying, and her eyes fell on the dumb man's hand, holding the sword that never let go.

Su Niang suddenly remembered that since her husband left, the family was poor, and she used the last bit of silver left to go to the blacksmith shop to buy the most convenient iron sword and give it to the dumb man.

She bent down to pick up the sword, and she was afraid of alarming the sleeping person in her arms. The sword was no longer sharp, and it was still a little uneven to the touch.

Her hand stroked the sword little by little, all the marks on it were left by him to protect himself, and finally his fingers stopped at the tip of the sword.

The blade of the sword was already dull, and she couldn't cut her fingers even if she rubbed it so repeatedly.

She pressed the tip of her sword against her chest and thrust it with all her strength......

When Mo Qingqian came back and saw it, even though Ling Yun was as fast as the wind, he couldn't stop Su Niang's determination to die, and he slashed his sword into his heart......

"Don't die, as long as you want to live, I can save you, think of your son, you still have a son......"

Mo Qingqian used a silver needle to quickly seal it in several large points through his clothes, and although he did not pull out the sword inserted in his chest, the blood in his heart quickly stopped.

It's a pity that her silver needle can't stop the despair in Su Niang's eyes.

Su Niang's eyes rose with a hint of vitality when she heard her son, but she quickly faded again: "Even if he heals his soul locking nail...... But it still can't cure him...... I might as well die...... Less of his concern in the world...... and do not have to suffer from the cone. ”

Mo Qingqian didn't know what to do in order to give Su Niang hope to live.

"Leaving the girl...... Don't waste any effort on me...... I beg you...... One thing. Su Niang turned her head to look at the completely stiff mute in her arms, "Sheng...... You can't sleep together, only after death, you can only sleep together, hope...... I still have time...... Before the soul returns, I will find you......" Her breath gradually decreased, and her body leaned weakly to one side, leaning on each other with the mute body, and a bleak and satisfied smile appeared on her face.

Mo Qingqian watched her lose her breath, but he couldn't disobey her will and forcibly leave her in the world, I am afraid that it will be more uncomfortable than death at that time.

turned his head to hide his face and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, regretting that the two of them were obviously in love, and they had been together for ten years, but they were not really together until they died.

Before she died, Su Niang finally broke the stereotype that had bound her for ten years, no longer kept her identity as a wife, and was willing to die with this person who loved her with all her life. But what's the use of that, people are already dead......

Mo Qingqian couldn't help but think that he already knew that he had affection for Ling Wuxin, so he should also take the initiative to grasp it. After making up her mind, her mood suddenly became a lot smoother, if she had a chance to see her again, she must ask him clearly, she didn't believe that Ling Wuxin would be such a fortunate person.

After the night, looking up into the distance, the surrounding color changed from dark to gray, and the east of the world, first a touch of red, as if diluted and dyed with blood, and then quickly disappeared.

Mo Qingqian buried the two of them together, and cleaned up the courtyard of the house, thinking that he would wait here for a few days first, maybe Su Niang had already spread the news, and his son was on his way back, uncertain.

There is no dumb person who goes out to buy food every day, so he can only do it himself.

Walking all the way out along the middle road of the dry forest, the traces and bloodstains of last night's fight are still clearly visible, but the bodies of those black-clothed Rao are gone, leaving pools of blood stains on the ground.

Outside the dead woods, a young man dressed in a shallow water blue costume fell to the ground unconscious, and there were still uncoagulated blood stains on his lips.